The lord of Fusang waved his hand and said, "Attack, kill all the people and horses of Tang Zhaozong for me." ”

Sun Duolu also led his army and began to attack the Golden Ranch.

The Indians got their latest weapons, and they roared and rushed to the Golden Pastures.

At this time, Tang Zhaozong's horsemen waved their hands, and all the bows and crossbows they had hidden in the straw were dragged out.

In the manor, there are many bankers who are tired of work, and they want to see who will win this war.

Fortunately, Tang Zhaozong prepared a relatively large number of bows and crossbows, and bows and arrows, so when ten thousand arrows were fired together, those brave Indians had already rushed in front of you.

They began to roar in front of Tang Zhaozong, and they began to massacre the villagers of the Golden Ranch in large numbers.

Behind Lingsifeng, a curtain of water jumped into the air, and the disc suddenly began to move. Perhaps it was the presence of the sea trolls that disgusted the water fighters, so they focused their attention, and the disc rose sharply at an unusually large angle, until it was a few dozen fathoms above the surface before it began to fly horizontally. Lingsifeng looked down through the transparent disc, but immediately regretted doing so.

"Okay, we're on our way again." Shuanghua said happily. He turned and waved goodbye to the sea trolls, but the trolls were a small idea on the edge of the world.

Ling Sifeng glared at him, "Isn't there anything that can make you worry?" He asked.

"We're all alive, aren't we?" Shuanghua asked rhetorically, "Didn't you say it yourself, if they just came to arrest us as slaves, they wouldn't have to spend so much effort." I think Tessis is exaggerating. I think there must just be a misunderstanding. I think they'll let us go home. Of course, we'll have to wait until we're done visiting Krull before we go home. I gotta say, it all sounds so fascinating. ”

"Oh, yes." Lingsifeng's voice was hollow and "fascinating." He thought to himself: I've felt the excitement and tasted the boring. It's better to be boring.

If either of them happened to look down, they would see a strange herringbone wave rising in the distance behind them, pointing straight at the island of Tess. However, neither of them looked down. Twenty-four water-resistant mages saw it. But to them, it's just another horrible strand of things, no different from all the other horrible liquids. They may be right to think so.

Before all this happened, the raging fire on the pirate ship was extinguished by the waves, and it began to drift slowly towards the mouth of the waterfall in the distance. It was a farther than usual voyage, for directly below the wrecked ship lay the trench of the high road, a crack in the surface of the disc, deep and black, and notorious. It is said that even the Kraken was terrified when it passed by, and it was necessary to travel in a group. In the less treacherous trenches, a light naturally lit up on the heads of the fish that swam around, and in general, the swim was fairly smooth. However, in the high road, the fish did not even dare to light the lamp on its head. If a legless creature can crawl, the fish crawl here, but when they crawl, they often bump into something, something terrible.

The water around the wreck turned from green to purple, from purple to black, from black to pitch black—the most complete darkness, black was gray at best in comparison. Most of the ship's timber has been split to pieces by the strong pressure of the sea.

The wreckage swirled and floated past a few piles of nightmarish polyps and through floating seagrass forests. The seaweed shimmered with a blurred color, as if it had been diseased. Something brushed the ship's wreckage with a soft, cold tentacle, and then jerked back into the cold silence.

Something sprang out of the darkness and swallowed the wrecked ship in one bite.

After some time, the islanders on a small coral island on the edge were surprised to find the corpse of an ugly sea monster, covered with a pointed mouth, eyes and tentacles, swept into the island's lagoon by the waves. The islanders were even more amazed when they saw the full size of the sea monster - it was bigger than their entire village. However, all of this was not as amazing as the expression on the Dead Sea Monster's big face, which was an expression of pain. It looks like it was tortured to death.

A little further on the edge of this coral island, two small boats cast their nets to catch a very ferocious swimming oyster that is abundant in the waters. They hooked up something, and it dragged the two ships for miles. Eventually, the captain of one of the boats came to his senses and cut the line.

However, compared to the islanders on the small coral island in the multi-island sea mentioned earlier, the captain's confusion is nothing. On the night they found the monster's carcass, they were woken up by a loud noise coming from the jungle. The sound of collision and shattering was terrifying. In the morning, a few brave men went to reconnoitre. They found that an entire row of trees had been flattened from the one on the shore, the closest axis, and the damage caused had formed a line that pointed straight to the edge. The ruins were littered with broken vines, crushed shrubs, and a few bewildered and angry oysters.

They had reached a certain height, high enough to see an arc at the edge of the saucer-shaped world passing under their feet. Most of the place was covered in clouds and mist, kindly covering that terrible waterfall. Overlooking the sea from above, a deep blue, with clouds and shadows, seems to invite them. Ling Sifeng shuddered.

"Excuse me." He said. The hooded figure temporarily let go of its disgust at the mist in the distance, and raised his wand menacingly.

"I don't want to use it." The figure said.

"Really?" Ling Sifeng said.

"But what the hell is this?" Shuanghua asked.

"Ayandullah's wand of absolute negation." "I think you'd better not shake it." It's likely to go off. ”

He nodded at the tip of his wand's flash, and added, "I mean, we've been flattered by your hospitality: the magic devices arranged just for us, etc., are so kind that they don't need them at all. And ......"

"Shut up!" The figure reached down and pulled down the hood, revealing its face. Standing in front of them was an unusually black young woman. The skin was black, not the dark brown of the Ulabive, nor the bright blue-black of the monsoon-frequent people of the Krachi region. Her skin was a dark of the depths of a dark night cave. The hair and eyebrows are the color of moonshine, and the lips have the same pale whitish sheen. She looked to be only about fifteen years old, and was terrified.

Ling Sifeng couldn't have noticed that the hand she held her wand was trembling; That's because, if someone here dies suddenly, the body can only rest on its feet just five feet in front of her nose and wobbly, and it's hard to pretend not to see it. It dawned on Lingsi Feng - it was very slow, after all, it was a new experience

(End of chapter)