Listening to the sound of Jinx's hair falling on his heels, Jeno was a little relieved.

Ignoring it, Jinx found that Jeno hadn't cut off her braids, but only air, and stood up on the deck and made all sorts of grimaces and braids at him.

Just as he kept plucking his ears because of the ringing in his ears, the last passenger came to him.

Although Sarah couldn't see her face clearly in a hidden robe, her graceful walking posture made Jeno recognize her at a glance.

"It's up to you, get on board and go." Jeno urged, standing up and loosening the rope, this time his engine hadn't been stolen, because the turbine engine was built into the ship's hold, and it was so easy to pull away hundreds of pounds of things.

"What's wrong with your throat?" Sarah saw Jeno's irritability and asked with concern.

"My throat has naturally become hoarse after using it a lot these days, and the smoke around the dock is coming out of my throat." Jeno casually said perfunctory.

I have been squeezing the fountain of life from my throat for three days in a row, and then I was sprayed with tear gas by Jinx, and I quarreled loudly, can I not be dumb?

Jeno thinks it's fun to play with Jinx, it's just a drain!

"Oh, that's it, drink plenty of hot water when your throat is smoking." Sarah laughed with a shudder and stepped onto the deck on her long legs.

"Then you can pour me a cup of hot water!" Jeno kicked his leg in frustration and pushed the stern hard, then jumped onto the deck before the boat had gone far.

Jeno wondered, Bilgewater's water is not polluted by industry, so why drink it hot?

He suddenly felt that if the communicator became popular one day, this phrase to drink more hot water would definitely spread like a virus, or...... It may have spread.

After going to sea, Sarah took the initiative to become a pilot, because she was so interested in this new high-tech powered boat that she almost forgot to pay tithes.

If you forget to pay the money, I'm afraid that before you reach Shadow Island, a few people will be dragged away by Notilus.

As for Pike, he didn't meet the guys on the boat because they had clean hands and feet. By cleanliness, I mean that I have not been involved in a sea monster hunt, and the sea hunter is often Pike's first target, followed by the gambler and drunkard who never returns all night.

Sarah had a lot of blood on her hands, but she really didn't have any of these vices.

Maybe it's because the Blue Bird Amulet has blessed them, and Jeno and they haven't encountered any strong winds and waves along the way, and of course, it may also be the reason why two "divine envoys" with no divine power are in charge......

Anyway, Jeno's power ship drove all the way southeast, and on the third day, it finally came to the sea around Shadow Isle.

Looking at the huge archipelago shrouded in black mist, Jeno's expression gradually became solemn, and he called the demon spirit to turn around and walk into the cabin.

"Is this the source of the black mist? The starting place of the Night of the Eclipse ......" Sarah's expression was complicated, and she didn't know whether to look forward to it or be afraid of what was coming.

"The water here is frozen." Ezreal saw large and small black ice floes floating in the sea around the archipelago, and he took out a pen and paper and quickly jotted down the expedition log: "Since I approached the Shadow Island, my mouth has been strange, this is the black ice floe is not found anywhere else, it may be produced by the influence of the cold black fog. ”

Although the handwriting is a bit sloppy, Ezreal doesn't publish expedition manuscripts directly, so it doesn't matter. Then he wrote and drew in the large blank space below the paragraph he had just written, leaving his first impression of Shadow Island in the journal in the form of stick figures.

Why, you ask? This is first-hand knowledge of Shadow Isle! There is zero information about field trips to the Shadow Isles in the Explorers' Guild!

And Ezreal is ready to break this zero! He became famous with this expedition log!

But not everyone cares about these expeditions, like Jinx just wants to get to the island as soon as possible to see what the legendary undead look like.

"Hey! What about the undead! Come out and eat Jinx! Jinx yelled at the silent archipelago, but was answered only by the sound of the waves of the turbine engines.

"Jinx, you'd better be quiet." Sarah walked up from behind and gently covered her mouth, whispering in her ear like a ghost: "Know that some of the undead can float or swim, and if you hear a requiem ringing in your ears that doesn't come from anywhere, it means that death is not far from you......"

Even though Jinx was born with a character who is not afraid of heaven and earth, Sarah's narration still can't help but make her hair stand on end, and she is controlled to break free from Sarah's arms and can only look at the sea.

Then a piece of black ice was swept away by the waves, it turned over, and the puffy grimace frozen in it quietly appeared, and the bulging eyes that rolled their eyes suddenly turned right!

Glaring at Jinx!

"Ahh It's the undead! Jinx lowered his voice and screamed, as if he had been choked by an invisible hand.

"Isn't that what you want to see?" Sarah glanced in the direction Jinx was pointing, and didn't pay too much attention, it stands to reason that they will only encounter more of these soulless corpses in the future, and they will definitely not be able to destroy each of them, and the best way to deal with them is to ignore them.

Moreover, they have not yet entered the black mist, and the reason why this undead head can still move should be because there is a trace of black mist sealed in the black ice floe, and when the ice melts, it will naturally die completely.

"Miss Sarah, I want to ask, what do you say the Requiem looks like?" Ezreal asked, after drawing a quick ice floe of human heads.

"Did you hear that?" Sarah frowned, this is not a good thing.

"No...... I'm just curious, and I want to gather more information to ensure the reliability of my manuscript. ”

"I don't know, but I've heard some old pirates tell a very off-the-beaten-I don't know how long ago, a Noxian ship named Dark Thoughts was confronted by the ferocious Freeljord pirates, and the captain of the ship, Mytor, died in battle, and was split open by the Freljords with an axe. First mate Vionax became the captain of the ship, and in order to escape from the pirates, she had to order the crew to sail to the unfamiliar Shadow Isle to avoid pursuit. She wanted to scare off the pirates through the horrors of the dead sea, and then turned around and fled. But she never thought that she was affected by some mysterious force and lost her sense of direction...... The stars are gone, there is no wind or waves, and the moon phase used to determine the direction has not changed a minute for six days, and only the requiem that lingers in the ears forever but does not know where to come is accompanied by the dark thought. In the moment when Vionax was tired and hungry, the black mist rose from the water and approached from the sea, and a tall skeleton mage floated out of the mist, speaking a weeping eulogy, and taking away everyone's souls with a sense of ritual......"

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