Whoa, whoa, whoa...

Creak... Creak...

The sound of wind, rain and the deformation of the ship's wooden structure filled the ears of the crew.

The storm that had been going on for two days was still raging, and although the wind and waves had eased a little by this time, it was still very dangerous for a sailing ship sailing alone at sea.

It can only be said that it is worthy of the open sea, and after the change of weather, it feels like entering another world. At least offshore, Aven had never encountered a storm of this magnitude.

In the midst of this natural disaster, the Black Sea became worthy of its name. The inky black waters rise high like endless mountain peaks, and the "Conch" is like an apple, rolling from one "peak" to another, endlessly.

The pouring rain seemed to turn the sky into another sea, and the sea and sky hung upside down, and the crew of the "Conch" almost suspected that they were going to fall into the "sky" in the next second and could no longer float in the constant turbulence.

Fortunately, the "Conch" persevered in every dangerous situation!

Exhale lightly.

Evan stroked the "Black Iron Cross" awarded to him by the Church of the Goddess on his chest, and the appearance of the medal did not change in the light of the mortal aura.

He couldn't tell whether it was because of the luck of the "Conch" itself, or because of the blessing of the goddess, which really saved the wearer from the sea!

A sudden storm made Aven realize how important it is to have a safe route after entering a high-risk area in this world. Not only because of the distance, the reefs, the supply points, the convenient seasonal currents, but also because of the natural disasters that are commonplace!

At least in the Naval Academy, he had learned that neither the Black Sea nor the Treasure Sea had very few storms of this magnitude in the routes that had been opened.

Otherwise, if every ocean voyage has to go through several waves of natural disasters of this level, except for the battleships, there should be few ships that can hold out, and a whole ocean-going fleet will be swallowed by the sea, and it will not take several times for a small country to go bankrupt!

Aven stared out the porthole at the dark sea, hoping that the damn storm would end immediately.

Suddenly, he felt something in his fanny pack shake slightly.

"It's... The 'Treasure Key' from the Sharktooth?"

Evan pulled out a bronze key that was radiating a faint rust of green light, and if it hadn't been for the sudden change in the key, Evan would have almost forgotten about its existence.

But before Evan could take a closer look at the key, he was interrupted by an excited shout from the deck.

"Look, there's an island there!"

Because of the level of the storm, Evan had already included his seabird scouts in the cabin, and at this time, even the petrel, which claimed to be able to fight in a storm, was not useful.

It wasn't until he heard the shouts of the ship's rotating lookout that Evan realized that after so long at sea, he had finally found a place where the sailboat could shelter from the wind.

Without thinking about the change in the key, Evan pushed the door open.

In the hazy dim vision of the wind and rain, the island that didn't seem too small was completely imprinted into Aven, and there happened to be a lightning bolt that seemed to split the sea.

"Huh?"

Ai Wen suddenly fell into a trance, and the island in the distance seemed to have turned into a giant curled up in the sea with a crown on its head. But after the blink of an eye, the lightning disappeared and everything returned to its original state.

Shaking his head, Evan didn't pay too much attention to the abnormality just now.

Because of his strong physique as a mortal knight, coupled with the excellent balance of the exquisite "White Sail Swordsmanship", the storm had little impact on him.

But the crew didn't have what he could do, and they had been battling the storm for two days, and even though they might have the protection of the goddess in the underworld, they were almost at their limit by now.

The sailors are in dire need of a trimming!

What's more, if it continues to bump like this, he is not sure if the "Conch" will really capsize when another big wave comes?

At least the old imam who awarded him the medal didn't say that this medal could shelter an entire ship...

"Get over there!"

Soon after, at Aven's command, the Conch was steered by the sailors on duty, slowly approaching the seemingly large island, and anchored in a small bay with a narrow entrance.

The gap was obvious, and the wind and waves in the haven were immediately much smaller, and the tenacity of the sailors couldn't help but cheer at this time!

"Survived!"

"Goddess bless!"

Every extreme celestial phenomenon on the sea is a sentence of death, how can they not be excited when they have escaped alive?

After the anchor and sail were lowered, some people were left to guard the warship, and most of them came to the shore in small boats.

The rain was pouring down, and the first thing they had to do was find a camp where they could keep out the rain.

Ai Wen had already sent a pintail swift that was more adapted to bad weather to reconnoiter the island, and after landing, he took the lead and led a team of more than 100 people straight to the depths of the island.

Because during the reconnaissance just now, Evan was surprised to find that these people on this island were obviously not the first guests to patronize. Behind the jungle on the island, there are already many man-made structures!

"Be careful, everyone!"

At this time, the crew also appeared abnormal, and in the jungle leading to the side of the bay, there was a path that was clearly often walked.

With the degree of plant growth on this island, if no one had been active here, it might not have been a month before the trail would have disappeared completely. Obviously, there is a high probability that there are still some "residents" on this island.

Involuntarily, everyone silently put their hands on the saber at their waists.

The group landed on the island undisguised, stepping on the mud and walking through the jungle, making a lot of noise, perhaps they had already entered the sight of the "residents".

Suddenly.

Evan and Milan looked at the same time to look somewhere in the shade of trees and overgrown weeds.

"Where to run?!"

Beside them, with a burst of cheers, the feet of a young man as strong as an iron tower suddenly fell to the ground, and they were already whistling out like a cannonball.

The small trees, grass and trees along the way were directly smashed by him.

In the blink of an eye, it was dozens of meters away, and a large bronze hand pulled from behind a big tree, and a figure wearing wide leaves to hide had been dragged out.

Without the slightest nonsense, Gary tugged at the figure by the collar, and a few leaps had already returned to the large army, casually throwing him to the ground.

Puff –

"Gary, well done!" Gary's promotion that day was obviously very smooth, and he didn't need any acquired cultivation to reach the physical fitness of the late stage of the apprenticeship, which can be called talented.

If Evan didn't have the assistance of "digital vision", his progress might not be comparable to him. After nearly a year of systematic swordsmanship and breathing practice, he had already come to the threshold of breakthrough.

After being catalyzed by a high-grade potion, the breakthrough process was very smooth. Now that he is recuperating with the "Essence Fruit", he should be able to complete the subsequent transformation within this week and become a real mortal knight!

A group of people looked down at the "aborigines" lying on the ground in tattered clothes.

Although the dirty clothes on his body are also a little tattered, the appearance of the people is obviously similar to his own people, and it is obvious that he is not a native of a desert island.

"Ahh

Without waiting for Evan and them to ask, as soon as he landed, this guy was already screaming like a pig, and even the language was the same.

"What's your name? Who are you? Why are you on this desert island? Is there anyone else?"

First mate Borg couldn't stand his screams and impatiently stepped forward and kicked him.

"Oh! I and a few of my companions are just poor sailors in distress, just to hear the movement and come to see. Thank God, a boat is here to take us out of here!"

The figure claiming to be a shipwrecked crew member pitifully explains his situation, and asks Evan to take him and his companions with them.

"Take him with you, let's go and take shelter from the rain first. ”

At this time, Evan had already noticed a tattoo on the "shipwrecked crew" because of the hole in his clothes, and smiled playfully but did not break it.

"Get up, don't lie on your stomach, we are the navy of the Kingdom of Pharytis and will not do anything to you. "Some soldiers have come up to help him.

"Yes, yes, Lord Navy!"

Soon, a large army came to the front of a wooden building.

"You guys are still quite diligent, are you! Wandering on a desert island, do you just build a house by doing nothing all day?"

At a glance, although the scale of this wooden building is not too exaggerated, it is still no problem to live at least one or two hundred people, just the same as the crew of a sea ship.

Moreover, this house was built for a few years, and another stone building complex can be faintly seen in the half-hidden mud and grass behind this house.

The "digital vision" has automatically removed the obstructive debris and marked the main appearance of the building, which is a few tetrahedral pyramids that are very rare in the outside world, although it may not be very comfortable to live in, but the foundation is first-class and stable.

But now only a dilapidated appearance remains, and it is believed that it is a cultural relic from hundreds of years ago. It may not be noticeable at all when the vision is dim, but as long as you observe as carefully as Aven, it is not difficult to see that the scene is completely different from the description of the "shipwrecked seafarer".

ignored the sudden change in the face of the "shipwrecked crew" around him and the justification that had already come to his lips.

Evan pointed to the burning building and ordered, "Control the people inside first." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

As soon as the words fell, a group of wolf-like naval soldiers drew their long knives and pounced on the wooden building. The shouts rang out and quickly faded away.

"Let's go!" Mr. 'Shipwrecked Seaman', oh, Mr. Pirate in Distress should I say. "Evan has already seen the pirate tattoo on his shoulder, and besides, it's an old acquaintance...

Thinking of the "bronze key" with strange changes in the past, Evan felt that after a heavy rainstorm, maybe it was finally time for him to operate.

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