Chapter 1290: On the Island

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The sky flashed with thunder, followed by a torrential downpour of rain. Liang Qiuqiu was soaking wet, and the bay seemed to be cursed, making it impossible to use magic.

The black night, only the fire that fluttered in the wind and rain, was particularly eye-catching.

Even though the rainstorm was fierce, it still couldn't stop the burning flames.

Liang Qiuqiu rose and fell with the waves, and this rotten wood also leaned towards the shore.

Her face turned pale from the cold, and her body trembled.

The waves rolled behind her, and she was pushed and floated to the shore. Her wet clothes were stained with mud and sand, and she lay on the beach, unconscious.

After a short break.

Liang Qiuqiu's sanity came back a little, she sat up, and saw the dense woods in front of her, as well as the pungent smoke and dust.

It was as if an entire forest had been scorched, and in the distance it looked like a fiery red island, but when you came ashore, you could only see sporadic fires.

It's more soot that can't be washed away even by heavy rains.

Liang Qiuqiu barely stood up, and in the heavy rain, she stood alone on the shore, silently looking at the woods in front of her.

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky.

In this bad weather, she did not dare to go into the woods to hide from the rain, for fear that she would be struck by lightning.

Fortunately, after going to the island, the energy in her body began to gradually recover, as if the only thing that was cursed was this vast ocean, and the wind magic in her body was slowly awakening.

For a moment, she couldn't help but sigh, if only she had learned fire magic, at least she could keep warm.

"Can it stop raining," she said, complaining in her tone.

And it was as if she had heard her prayers, and suddenly the rain stopped. Liang Qiuqiu turned his head and saw that the turbulent sea surface when he came, and it was also calm.

The night is dark.

And the sea is even more mysterious.

"Whew" she breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her head to wring out the wet clothes on her body.

After tidying up a bit, she raised her legs and walked towards the forest, without hesitation.

This should be the Heavenly Island, so the president must be somewhere. She rubbed her dry lips with the back of her hand and took out the edge stone, which she used to determine the direction of the president.

The forest was full of dead wood, with jagged branches, and a lot of burned ash on the ground.

And in this mess, there seems to be a clean road, guiding everyone who goes to the island to go somewhere.

The direction of the edge stone happened to be similar to this road, and Liang Qiuqiu stepped on it without hesitation.

The smell of the wind was salty and wet, mixed with the flames of war, and there was no light in the night sky of the Heavenly Islands, and even if the torrential rain had stopped, the moon and stars had not appeared.

And in this deathly silence, there was a sudden sound of broken footsteps.

It's messy, maybe just a few people.

Liang Qiuqiu stood up and raised his head to look ahead.

Torches came into view, and several men wrapped in black cloaks walked towards this direction swearing. When they saw Liang Qiuqiu, they didn't react, and passed her directly.

The man who walked at the end was small, and he shivered and asked, "Are we still going out?"

"Nonsense has been told to that guy a long time ago, don't wade into this troubled water, he doesn't listen to this Heavenly Realm Island, it has always been the camp of the black magician, and now it's okay, he directly took us to break into the other party's lair"