The moon used by the sailors to locate itself hung low at the junction of the sea and the sky, and had been since last night, as if the Siren had sailed into an infinite eternal night.

But geographically, it is impossible for Shadow Isle to have eternal night, which is an illusion that everyone can see, not real.

"I can't see anything." Finding nothing, Karn put down his binoculars and picked up his compass instead.

"I've been looking at the compass seven or eight times a day for the past few days, and I can be sure that our direction hasn't shifted too much. If there's no wind, paddle forward. ”

Karn said with some uncertainty that no one on the ship had ever been to Shadow Isle, only he knew that the destination was southeast of Bilgewater. But if you just know the direction, there's no guarantee that you'll find Shadow Island.

Seeing the moon phases and unable to read the star map, the ship was completely disoriented and could only walk by feeling.

"That's all it can be." Sarah instructed the crew to go down to the cabin to paddle, and any sailboat would have oars ready for use when there was no wind.

Karn followed, supervising the sailors.

He immediately sensed that the atmosphere in the cabin was not good, and the illusion of eternal night made everyone anxious, and their minds were not on the oars in their hands at all.

Such an uncoordinated paddle may change the ship's voyage, miss the Shadow Isle, or plunge headlong into the core and most dangerous part of the Shadow Isle.

Something has to be done to change the status quo.

His gaze was aimed at the scimitar at Raven's waist, the hilt of which was carved with a skull, and he stepped forward and pulled it out.

Raven had always boasted that the cutlass was made of the purest sun-burning steel, and he offered a whole bottle of ten-year-old rum to Lady Beard to buy it.

But Sarah told Karn that the knife was actually a copycat. The handguards were too rudimentary to be made by Demacian craftsmen, but she didn't tell Raven.

Raven watched Karn pull out his beloved scimitar, thinking he was going to do something, and he was so nervous that he couldn't speak, reaching out to him and lowering it, a little at a loss.

Karn took the knife and aimed it at the pillar next to him, striking it with a loud bang. The sound attracted the attention of the sailors, and everyone looked at him.

"Give me a little relaxation, the anxiety resonates with the undead. Do you know what that means? ”

No one answered, but everyone had a similar answer in their hearts - it was definitely not a good thing.

Karn returned the knife to Raven and said, "If you don't want to be attacked by the undead after dark, then think of something happy." ”

The sailors looked at each other, and one of the sailors suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Karn asked.

"I thought of something happy, my wife gave birth to a boy." The sailor said.

"Congratulations, after you go back, our captain will pay for your son's milk powder."

Sarah snorted, feeling both angry and funny, she is an unmarried woman who still has to pay for other people's milk powder, which is really easy to mislead others.

But for a father of a baby, milk powder money sounds like a lot more motivating than a few golden sirens.

Perhaps it was the sailor's sincere smile that infected the others and caused them to think about the word happiness, whether it was a casino where they made a lot of money by throwing dice, or maybe they spent a good night with a girl who looked at the right eye, but in short, the atmosphere quickly became hot and evil.

The Siren finally moved smoothly.

Two days later, Sarah finally found land.

On the other side of the telescope is an archipelago larger than the Python Islands, looming in the dark mist.

"Black Mist, the archipelago, it's the Shadow Island, that's right!" After Karn's approval, word spread on the ship, and sailors came to see the legendary island in full swing.

The black mist wrapped around the archipelago like a shroud, and from afar you could smell an absurd and corrupt atmosphere, which was unsettling.

But in the past few days, the mere mention of the name Shadow Isle has weighed down the pressure.

And when they saw the black fog, they felt a sense of relief.

Tangible threats are always much easier to deal with than invisible horrors.

"We're going to get closer, but we still can't take it lightly!" Sarah spoke: "There are countless undead souls lurking in the black mist, longing for delicious souls. Most of the undead can only exist by clinging to the black mist, but there are some powerful ones who can exist alone without the black mist, and even control the black mist. In short, be careful, and tell me immediately if anything is wrong. ”

Sarah couldn't have known this out of thin air, she had asked Karn for what she had asked.

The black mist is the carrier of the curse, which has a terrible lethality to the living, and can invisibly suck away the vitality of the living, and is imprisoned in the black fog forever.

If an ordinary person enters the black fog without any protection, he is likely to walk and walk and then look back to see that his body has fallen.

As the Siren continued to approach the Isle of Shadows, Karn and Kai'Sa both reached the deck, holding binoculars and watching the gaps in the black fog reveal the island.

Sometimes, glowing spirits will be seen surging in the black mist, and then being engulfed in the black mist and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Sarah, on the other hand, covered with skin armor, jumped into the black sea.

The closer you get to the island, the more likely you are to run aground, and you can't see the reef below the calm sea from the boat. She didn't want the Siren's silence to be so silent that she couldn't go back to the boat, so she could only go down to the sea and grope for the depth of the water and the characteristics of the seabed near the ship.

To make sure she didn't separate from the Siren, Karn had her tie a rope around her waist before going down. Karn would keep an eye on the tightness of the rope, and if Sarah broke free, something would happen to her.

The waters here are bitterly cold, and unlike the piranha-filled waters of Bilgewater, there is no sign of life in the waters around Shadow Isle.

Three clusters of glowing eyes searched underwater, unable to see any signs of life.

The bottom of the ocean is littered with shipwrecks, and countless civilizations have wanted to obtain the forbidden magical relics of the Shadow Isle for a thousand years, but most of them have failed to do so.

She leaned over to take a closer look, and saw that the ships had not been sunk by a rock, and that many of the wrecked ships had no sharp reefs around them...... It's more like something sank.

Those hulls, were they sea monsters or something that sank them?

Suddenly, there was a pull on the rope, and Sarah immediately surfaced and looked up.

"We can't get any closer." Karn pointed to the black sand beach shrouded in black fog on the island, "That's not a place where we can land, go around the island to the south, looking for a place where there is no black fog." ”