Dark clouds covered the sky on the vast sea, and torrential rain poured in. A white boat rises and falls in the storm, sometimes rushing to the top of the waves more than ten meters high, and then sinking to the bottom of the deep valley.

This is an unusually lonely white ship, this is a white ship that has been lost. On the bow deck of the white ship, a man in full armor was tying himself to the mast with a long rope.

The torrential rain washed over his face, making it difficult for him to even breathe, and the waves like white mountains smashed on his head, making his brain flutter for a while.

"Your Excellency... Are you crazy, Lord Driftfire? I asked you to find a pontoon to fix it, how did you find a rope to tie yourself up?"

Drifting Fire didn't pay attention to the sailor, he looked at the dark clouds in the sky and the sails blown by the storm, and remembered Hou Wen's spell back then. Liuhuo still remembers that when the wind was not in the right direction back then, Hou Wen once used a very subtle wind spell to change the direction of the wind, causing the sea ship to rush all the way north to Tianshan Island.

Liuhuo knew that Hou Wenjia had their own set of secret methods for manipulating the wind, but what Liuhuo needed today was not to create a wind, all he needed was to weaken the wind.

Driftfire reached out to the spinnaker at the stern of the ship, and several waves of light quickly swooped down, severing the cable that bound the sails in the raging storm. In an instant, the spinnaker rolled and disappeared into the sea, and now the whole white boat had finally abandoned all sails, and the effect of the wind on the hull had finally become smaller.

"The east wind... Today is a violent east wind, as long as we can create a windless belt in this storm, we will not be in danger with the blow of the waves alone..."Drift Fire ripped his neck and yelled at the ship's boss.

The boss of the boat holding the mast was staggered by the strong wind, and he shouted to the flowing fire, "It should be fine, the white boat is very strong, and the ordinary waves are still fine....the key is how can we let the wind weaken..."

Driftfire received a definite answer, and he wiped his face fiercely and looked to the east, where the wind was blowing. Liuhuo's heart was ruthless. At the beginning, Hou Wen's combat strength was not more than five hundred, and he was able to change the direction of the wind and let the white boat go all the way to the north, and now that I have taken a great mastery, I don't believe that I can't stop this storm.

Flowing Fire tethered himself to the mainmast, and now he was finally able to cast spells with peace of mind.

Flowing Fire stared at the east with his eyes open, and felt the power of the oncoming wind with his hands outstretched. The magic weapon flashed in his chest without tears, and the vitality of the heaven and earth was like a group of soldiers who suddenly heard the horn, frantically surging towards the flowing fire.

This is the ocean, this is the world of the vitality of water, but no matter how powerful the power of the ocean is, it cannot compare to the power of the ubiquitous air.

Countless wind vitality formed a vortex of vitality that only divine consciousness could perceive, completely gathering the vitality on the surface of the sea within a radius of dozens of miles.

When the tearless light was at its peak, suddenly in the east of the white ship, in the sea at the bow of the ship, two incomparably tall air shield walls were suddenly erected out of thin air.

These two air shield walls more than 100 meters high formed a sharp angle on the sea, firmly protecting the small white boat, and the white air shield wall cut through the strong wind, forming an unusually calm small cape on the sea surface.

The air shield wall not only shielded the wind from the wind, but even the waves in the ocean weakened a lot. The sailors of the White Ship had never seen such a miracle, and they fell on their knees on the deck in worship, muttering something to their mouths.

The Skywalkers looked at their adults with admiration in their eyes, and they didn't expect that in the midst of the raging storm, right above the endless sea, Lord Flowing Fire would be able to create such a safe harbor with his own strength.

Some parts of the white air shield wall are transparent, and the purity is like the top-notch glazed skylight used in the homes of the nobles of the Chu State. Stealing through these pure windows, one can still see the raging waves raging outside, wave after wave crashing against the shield wall, but no force can help the shield wall.

I don't know when, the sailors and soldiers suddenly burst into cheers.

"Hooray... Long live Lord Driftfire..."

Listening to the cheers of his subordinates, there was a hint of a smile on Liuhuo's tired face, and even the tearless light was brilliant at that moment.

The storm continued overnight until the next morning. And at this time, the flow of fire was exhausted.

Drift Fire leaned against the bow of the boat, looking at the peaceful sea in the morning light, and he really couldn't make the connection between the scenery in front of him and the last night. Is it really the same sea that is as calm as a virgin now and the sea that was like last night's shrew?

There's no time to ponder, and now the whole ship is free from the entanglement of the storm, but it is also in danger of getting lost.

It was an unmarked sea, and the lookout climbed on the top of the mast anxiously looking for a sign of land, but it had been more than an hour, and still nothing had been gained.

"Don't worry, sir. We can determine the direction now, and as long as we keep going west, we will definitely see land...", the captain of the boat comforted the fire.

Seeing that everyone was in a bad mood, Liuhuo suddenly laughed, "Don't look worried, what are you afraid of with me here?" The hull of the ship is not damaged, there is food in the sea, and my water system spell can provide everyone with a steady stream of fresh water, tell me, what else do you want..."

The words of the fire successfully aroused the morale of the whole ship, everyone thinks about it, there is no problem with eating and drinking, and according to the sun, we can still identify the direction, what is there to worry about.

Just as everyone was relaxing and began to clean up the mess on the deck, suddenly a rapid shout came from the mouth of the lookout from the top of the mast.

"There's a boat, there's a big black ship to the southwest..."

The people on the deck rushed over, all squinting at the sea level in the distance. After a while, suddenly a terrifying scream came from the top of the mast.

"Hell... Ghost... Ghost ship....Damn, we've met the legendary ghost ship..."

What is this? Before the fire could ask questions, the orders of the ship boss had already been given.

"Raise the sails, hurry up and raise the sails..."

"U-turn... Go east with the wind and hang out all our spare sails..."

At that time, Liuhuo was a little confused, "Why are you going to the east, the land is in the west, aren't we going farther and farther?"

The captain of the ship had no time to take care of the fire, and the sailors of the whole ship were crazy and desperately opened their sails, and they also threw a lot of ballast cargo into the sea.

"Throw it away, throw it all away. We don't want to leave anything but food, we want speed, we want speed..."

Liuhuo looked at the hysterical boat boss a little dumbfounded, and finally Erxi gave him the answer. It turned out that the drift fire was actually the legendary ghost ship in the sailor's mouth.

The endless sea has been the birthplace of various legends since ancient times, and many legends are created in this way because of the mystery, because of the vastness, the insignificance of human beings who are willing to invest endless literary inspiration in the ocean.

The nine-headed sea serpent, and the dragon king who swallows clouds and spews mist. Turtles carrying an island on their backs, haunted ghost ships, and so on.

No one can tell the number of legends about the sea, but one thing is for sure, the legend of the ghost ship is the most reliable of all legends.

Because, there are many sailors who have seen ghost ships with their own eyes, including the current Drift Fire.

Ghost ships are real, the legendary ghost ships are all pitch black and the hulls are all tattered, the huge sails painted with monsters are patches of various sizes, and the outside of the hull must be stained with countless shells and all kinds of seaweed.

The appearance of the ghost ship is already very disgusting, and the most disgusting thing is that the ghost ship is actually controlled by some evil ghosts with yellow hair and colored eyes.

These evil spirits who speak strange language, only know robbery and killing, in their eyes, human flesh is the best delicacy, as long as the sailors encounter these ghost ships, basically only one out of ten will survive.

"My lord, ghost ships generally appear in the depths of the boundless sea, our usual trade routes are along the coastline, it is difficult to meet these guys, today it was the storm that brought us to the deep sea....we are unlucky, we met a ghost ship, the boat boss can only choose to escape..."

The white sails were hung up one by one, boxes of precious overseas treasures were thrown into the sea, and the captain of the ship shouted while directing the sailors.

"Don't feel distressed, don't feel distressed... When we encounter a ghost ship, it's important for us to save our lives, don't feel sorry for this bit of wealth..."The boat boss wiped his tears, and shouted that he was not distressed, and his expression was as sad and indignant as he wanted.

The more angry he looked, he walked up to the captain of the boat and pulled the placket of his chest.

"What are you shouting for? Run, look at who I am..."

"Lao Tzu is the king of peishui... Lao Tzu is the savior of Wengang... Lao Tzu is a flowing fire..."

"God of War Flowing Fire..."

"You dare to run away with Lao Tzu? believe it or not, I immediately tore you apart and fed the fish..."

The fire lifted the boat boss high above his head, and he was scolding at the time. It's no wonder that the atmosphere of the flowing fire, the flowing fire has been fighting all the way since the beginning of this year, winning all the way.

Starting from Mustang City, then to the Vast Mountain, and finally to Wengang to quell a rebellion. Liuhuo didn't know what it was like to fail in this year, not to mention that he was now a great master, and it was the time when his heart was high.

Now the boss of the boat actually let himself escape, isn't this intentionally adding to the blockage. But don't blame the ship boss and sailors, after all, the legend of the horror of the ghost ship has been circulating for decades, and the response now is completely subconscious. The ship's boss was so frightened that he forgot about the fire.

The Drift Flame threw the ship's boss onto the deck and looked at the sailors and skywalkers.

"It doesn't matter if he's a ghost ship or not, since I'm here, I'm going to meet them for a while..."

"All of them, ready to fight immediately..."

The boat boss was so anxious that he was about to cry, "This is a merchant ship, we don't even have a ballista, what kind of battle are we going to take... Even the trebuchet is equipped on the ghost ship, how can we fight..."

Perhaps trying to verify the captain's correctness, there was a slight noise from the direction of the ghost ship, followed by a huge rock rushing towards the white ship.

Now the distance between the two ships is still relatively far, and the stone has already fallen to the bottom of the sea when it is about 100 meters away. However, Drift Fire is very clear that this is not a real attack, this is the ghost ship testing the range.

When the rocks fell into the sea, the big black ship suddenly stretched out hundreds of long oars from both sides of the hull, and a huge sound of paddling was heard. The ghost ship, which was already downwind, was faster, and it came straight to the white boat.

War is on the verge of breaking out.