Truly giving himself up into that sandstorm with no end in sight, André realized how wrong he was. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The wind level inside the disaster has long exceeded the upper limit of the ordinary classification, and the estimated wind and visibility with the naked eye are like a joke in the face of the real situation. The hurricane is like a real thing, and the hunters in it don't feel like they're rolling in a storm, but rather sinking headlong into a gushing sewage.

The sails were all folded, but the wind only had to push the narrow hull of the ship to propel the bulky transport ship at full speed. The sand surface is surging like a living wave, and it is like a wave, which makes people wonder if this is in the sea of sand, or if it was really blown to the sea thousands of miles away by the gale in a trance.

Maybe it was tens of minutes, or maybe it was days, when the half-blood drakes finally got used to the harsh wind and the brackish sand that would pour in every opening, the hull of the transport ship finally slowed down for the first time.

"What are you guys doing? Don't you put on a good sail line, do you want the mainmast to break? The green veins on Rum's forehead jumped abruptly, and he shouted at the crew.

"Big brother, the wind is already light, and we rushed out." Longa's voice was a little hoarse. Giving orders continuously at the top of his throat is another kind of exhaustion compared to fighting.

"It's in this direction...... There's nothing wrong with that. Spotter Titan had most of his body attached to the cable, leaving only his hands to move freely. The Ailu clan weighed only so much that even with heavy immobilization, they were almost blown away in the gale. The orc stretched out his flesh horizontally, looked at the body hair that was lying in the direction of the stern, and finally breathed a deep sigh of relief. Even he almost panicked when he entered the hurricane zone, and in the end he pointed in a direction that was not known as some luck. Fortunately, the hunter ancestors blessed and did not let these four ships and hundreds of people die in the sand sea with him.

"The wind is steady." Andrei spat out the sand from his mouth, rubbed his hair with both hands, and shook off the sticky sand. Even if a hair has been blown into a chicken nest, but feeling the bangs flying upward, the four-star hunter still can't help but be happy.

"Is that so......" The dragonman hunter looked suspiciously at the sky, his head still dark, and there was nothing around him to judge the direction of the ship except for the cold wind wrapped in sand. The captain stood in the wind for a long time before he came to his senses and gave orders. "Rescue the wounded, reinforce the mainmast, raise the hornsails, and let the rest rest."

The time it took to navigate through the wind was still beyond the dragonmen's expectations, and the boatload of men struggled with the scourge for nearly two hours before they could barely get out of danger. After the baptism of sandstorms, the sandboat is no longer brand new when it set sail. Several pieces of the protective plates on the sides of the ship were scraped away by the sandstorm, and the wooden skeleton inside was exposed. At first, the boatmen tried to protect the heavy iron plates, but when one man stumbled and fell into the gap between the side and the protective plate, and was squeezed into a blur of flesh, Rum hurriedly told everyone to retract into the deck, allowing the iron pieces to be lifted off one by one.

The unlucky guy slapped flat on the side wasn't the only one who died. The hurricane blew up rocks and cargo that injured several crew members, and one was blown off the ship with a broken cable, and his life and death were unknown. Everyone in the speeding ship was too busy to take care of themselves, and such a reduction in the storm could only be exchanged for an understatement in the storm.

"We're out!"

"It's coming!"

The young crew jumped excitedly despite the soreness on their bodies. But the old workers quietly put away the cables scattered all over the ground in the gloom, shrank into the corners of the deck, and rested on the spot despite the yellow sand of the boat.

"It's finally safe......" Andrei's brow furrowed. At the height of the wind, he even tightened the mainmast with the boatmen to save the mast from falling over in the wind.

"We're heading for the Elder Dragons, and I don't see any safety at all." Saying this, Longa smiled slightly, "The boat will go slower, during this time, everyone has a good rest, contact the rear ship, and be ready to change the team at any time - the dragon ship has been protected all the way, and it is time for it to play." ”

"Won't it be too early?" Andre asked, gesturing ahead, "There seems to be a hurricane belt in the distance, and we'll have to top it for them." ”

"What hurricanes are there?" Titan's eyes narrowed. Ai Lu jumped to a high place a few times to look around, but saw a huge dark shadow at the end of her vision. The shadows do not flow with the wind, but stand silently, amplifying as the sand boat approaches.

"Turn around! That's a rock! The dragonmen's eyesight was on par with that of the Ailu, and they could see the body of the shadows almost at the same time as Ailu, and Longa's newly relieved face instantly became alarmed again.

"Lower the hornsails!"

"Left full rudder! Get around! ”

The transport ship, which had just emerged from the hurricane, was unabated and was rapidly approaching the giant rock. Hearing the captain's order, the boatmen, who had just let out a sigh of relief, jumped up one by one and quickly lowered the newly raised tail sail again. But the wind helped the ship's power, the ship borrowed the power of the wind, and the speeding sand boat did not stop immediately because it lost power.

"Can't get around!" The helmsman smashed the wheel to the ground, the rudder clucked under the sand, and the hull turned slightly to the left. But the width of the boulder was greater, and the more the sand boat advanced, the more the shadows spread to the sides, almost across the hunters' sight.

"Drop anchor! Drop anchor! Ronga gave the order, and without waiting for the boatmen to move, he ran to the windlass in three or two steps, and danced the rocker into a whirlwind. The heavy iron anchor slowly sank and was buried in the sand with a "bang".

"Hiss-" There was a screeching sound from the bottom of the ship rubbing against the sand, and the rocks in the shadows finally broke through the sand barrier and revealed to everyone. The hull of the ship slid forward for nearly 100 meters with the anchor chain, and the bow of the ship slammed into the craggy stone wall, and the broken wood and stone chips flew in a burst, and finally came to a dangerous stop.

"After the notice, the ship slows down and stops!" Rum left an order and hurried onto the bow of the ship. The steel-reinforced gunwales have been embedded deep into the rock wall, and the frame structure that connects the dragons has been crooked to one side. The five-star hunter hurriedly probed the damage to the transport, but his hand pressed against the solid stone wall, and suddenly gasped.

"This is an evil sect...... Rao is a dragon man who has experienced a hundred battles, and he can't help but shudder at this moment.

"How can there be such a thing in the desert......" Andre followed in embarrassment, and saw that only the bow of the ship was slightly damaged, and his face looked better, "Wasn't it blown away by the storm?" ”

"It's supposed to be here." The old dragon man slowly turned his face, his face full of seriousness.

Captain Dragonman knows this stone wall, or rather, everyone on this ship should know this stone wall.

This is Locklac.

Half a day ago, they set off from here.

"Captain, it's not good!" The crew rushed forward with a face like earth, "Dragon Strike Ship...... Didn't follow! ”