Chapter 65: Sky Island (Part II)

"Where is this, my head is so dizzy、、、" Rode said with a shake of his head.

"You stupid, you've crushed me、、、" A little girl's voice came from the feet of Grace, the little girl flicked her ponytail, and said viciously, "I don't get up yet, I definitely have to paint you a picture." ”

It was Miss Golden Week who spoke, and at this time she was pouting angrily, patting her clothes and standing up. (The setting of this book has been changed: Miss. Golden Week, formerly known as Belita, is a person with the ability to draw fruits, and has the ability to control the feelings of others through the paint of the color palette.) Now he has been transferred from the Baroque Workshop to the core of Klockdahl's power by Klockdahl as a potential person. ）

"Ahh As soon as I heard that I was going to paint him, I immediately became intimidated.

"Hmph! Call me Miss. Golden Week. Golden Week Belita still looked at Rode with disdain.

"Okay, don't you guys argue, haven't we all been transferred out of the Baroque Workshop? Isn't it right to call back to our original names?" a man with weird hair in a figure of 3 waved his hand apart from the two bickering guys. (It was Mr. 3 Gar Dino who spoke, a person with the power of wax wax fruit, who could make anything out of wax.) ）

"Hmph, for Uncle Dino's sake, I don't have the same knowledge as you. Miss. Golden Week, Belita bit the fairy and sat aside.

"I've really come to the White Sea, but it doesn't seem to be an empty island here!" Ignoring the quarrel of his entourage, Klockdahl looked out of the boat, a white expanse. My mind went back to a few days ago, after receiving information about the huge rising torrent. Klockdahl returned to the Crocodile, gathered some of his right-hand men, and boarded the specially built boat.

Take advantage of the arrival of the huge rising rapids and venture in. Now that I think about it, it was such a risky thing at the beginning. If it is not successful, it will fall from a height of tens of thousands of meters, and the ship will be destroyed and people will die.

Rao is so, although this smuggling of the Baibai Sea was successful, but this specially made boat seems to be half-abandoned. Now it's stranded here, and how to go back has become a problem.

"Mr. 3、、、 get a candle ship out!" Klockdahl thought about it, but decided to abandon the stranded boat first.

"Ahh

"Hmph, don't go yet、、、" Klockdahl snorted coldly, and Mr. Gal Tino hurried to build the ship.

After a while, the crowd staggered to the shore of the empty island in a candle boat made by Mr. 3 Gar Tino. Fortunately, the stranded reef is not far from the shore of the empty island. Otherwise, Klockdahl didn't know if the candle ship would be able to hold up to the shore.

Fortunately, although the candle ship was carrying too many people, it was also a little shaky. But the quality was passable, in short, until the group successfully reached the coast, there were no problems with the candle boat.

Klockdahl looked at the "land" under his feet, it turned out to be made of clouds, what an incredible creation! The feeling of people stepping on it as if walking on the ground still surprised Klockdahl. "Temples, where can you find a smoth?" Crocodall took out his cigar and lit it, looking at the white earth in front of him.

Among the people accompanying him this time was also a member of the sniper Demps. When Klockdahl asked about him, Demps was there. After pulling out his special goggles, Demps replied, "Don't worry, boss." My telescopes can accurately see things tens of thousands of meters away, and if there are people, I can definitely spot them. ”

"Hey, I found it. Just 、、、" Demps quickly rotated the spinner, kept measuring the distance, and finally said firmly: "To the southeast, 35 degrees of azimuth, about 700 meters, around a small river, there is a small town. ”

"Very well, Ryde, Belita, and Gar Dino, you stay and repair the ship. Mr.1 Daz Bonis, you and Demps go to the town to inquire about it. ”

"Yes. After everyone responded, Klockdahl fell into deep thought. It's true that this is the White Sea, but I always feel that the place I came from is not the empty island. Or rather, this is not the other half of Gaya Island. It's not the golden township "Shandora" that I want to find.

In a few moments, the people who had inspected the ship had returned. The special boat was fine, and this time the accompanying boatman and pilot were fine. After getting the news that the ship could be repaired as long as there were enough materials, Klockdal finally relented, and at least had a way back to Qinghai.

Mr.1 Daz Bonis and Demps also reported the information along the way. Probably because of the collision between the upper-current and the current of the final White Sea, Klockdahl and his party did not reach the golden town of "Sandora". It's another white sea and air island, and there are still inhabitants on the island. And the rulers here are called "gods".

Although, I didn't reach the Golden Township, and I didn't get the Golden Bell. But such a ready-made empty island is here. It's enough for Klockdahl to have a foothold here, and according to it, Klockdahl has access to the unique resources of the Sky Island. The most important thing is the historical text, as well as the whereabouts of ancient weapons. You know, Qinghai, the Hades King of Alabastan is stared at by too many people, but it is not easy to get it. And here, there is no world government, and there are no hostile pirates. The probability of obtaining ancient weapons is even higher. As for the original ruler of Sky Island, "God", what kind of thing is that? As early as when Klockdahl took a fancy to the empty island, they had already been put on Klockdahl's death list.

"I don't know why I got to this place though. Klockdahl frowned, but still decided: "However, since you have come here, you can't go home empty-handed. ”

"Gather all the combatants on this ship. Klockdahl flicked his cigar and looked at a special palace building on the empty island. It is said that the gods of the Sky Island people live there, as well as their gods. Whoever they are, though. In a word, in a word. "The person who killed that palace for me, there is only one person who rules here, and if there is a 'god' on Sky Island, it can only be me. ”

Hearing this, both Mr. 1 Daz Bonis, who had returned from inquiring about the news, and the other entourages felt a burst of enthusiasm. Even the little Lori Miss. Golden Week Belita stopped eating senbei and looked at the tall building in the distance with interest.

"Looks like my iron knife is back to drinking blood. Mr.1 Daz Bonis said as he touched his arm, which took the shape of an iron knife.

Only Rude still couldn't understand everyone's words in the fog, so he had to ask Demps why everyone was so excited. After Demps briefly explained that they were going to kill the so-called "god" of the empty island, this guy said in hindsight: "Oh, I see, we are going to occupy that palace! It looks like there will be another fight, haha, I haven't fought in a long time." ”

Maybe I can make this one of my bases, and I can put some secret research here. Thinking of this, Klockdahl felt more and more compelled to conquer the empty island. When the time comes, even in the event of a war with the world government, there will be a reliable rear base that will preserve a way out.

"Interesting! Crocodall smoked his cigar and said mockingly: "It is ridiculous that a group of frogs at the bottom of the well should dare to call themselves gods." ”

Sky Island, Historical Texts, and Ancient Weapons. That's what Klockdahl wanted to do with the Sky Island.

To be continued

PS: Thank you for the unpredictable crying ghosts before, as well as the rivers and lakes, scholars, and keen and studious rewards. After chatting with customer service yesterday, I was finally able to board my author account. I'm almost going to open a new account to continue updating, but fortunately it's okay now. Finally, the names of the members of the Lower Baroque Workshop were called, who had a code name but no name. For example, in MISS Golden Week, I took my life as Belita.