The storm came and went as fast as it came, but in a moment, the thick dark clouds of lead in the sky dispersed.

The harsh sea was restored to a peaceful and inclusive scene, and the waves shone brightly in the midday sun.

On the Vicious Knife Pirate Ship, the remaining pirate sailors consciously cleaned up the corpses, the deck was washed clean and smooth by the heavy rain, and only the broken wooden pole could vaguely see the intensity of the battle just now.

"Lord Zorren, there are about ten nautical miles left to reach Gula Island." A strong man politely reported to the black-haired boy sitting on the bow of the boat.

"I've seen it."

Looking at the tiny hub of the island at the end of the sea, Zoren nodded faintly, took one out of a box of cigarettes, and lit it with a lighter handed by the sailor.

I have been in this world for a few years, but I have never had the opportunity to touch cigarettes, which is really a bit embarrassing for the smokers in my previous life.

Exhaling a slight puff of cigarette, Zoren was still about to extinguish, two years of study and special training made him very uninterested in cigarettes and alcohol, which have a strong smell and numbing the body's nerves.

It's okay to be entertained, but now the island in the mission is right in front of him, and no one knows where what's waiting for him.

Just as he was thinking about something inexplicably, the voice of the scouting sailor came from Zoren's ear: "Lord Zorren! There is a situation not far ahead - it is a small raft with people on it! ”

"Little raft?" Hearing the familiar keyword content, Zoren was slightly stunned, and then issued an order to the investigator: "Lean over to the position of the small raft first." ”

The speed of the pirate ship is more than a notch faster than that of a small raft (to be honest, it can be treated as a ship), and it will soon be closer to it.

At the bow of the boat, Zoren stood up and looked out, and when he saw the people on the small raft, he couldn't help but nod his head as if he was confirmed, it was indeed one of the newcomers in the training camp, a blonde boy named Tleeros.

When the pirate ship swept past the raft, Triros on the raft finally realized, and quickly changed from a lying position to a vigilant battle look, and his vigilant gaze shot at the ship.

Then, as if he were facing a great enemy, Zoren, who was sitting at the bow of the boat, waved his hand and greeted him as if he were a normal greeting: "Hi." ”

……

"Monchi Zorren, I didn't expect it to be you!"

Terry Rose, who came to the pirate ship, looked at Zoren, who looked like the boss of the pirate group, and was dumbfounded.

"This is the waters near the mission island, it's not normal for me to come here, but it's you- how did you make it look like this?" Zoren asked in surprise.

In fact, the Tliros in front of him can only be described with a "miserable" word, compared with before the mission started, the clothes on his body are dirty, even if the whole person's spirit drops on a large scale, otherwise he will not be a newcomer who has passed the training camp test, and the slow reaction will not even know that a pirate ship is approaching.

"Don't mention it." Trilos smiled bitterly, and then said with a very hungry and thirsty voice, "Do you have anything to eat?!" Zorren, please give me food, when I owe you a favor! ”

"Forget about favors, there—" Zoren pointed at the bag containing dry food and fresh water, and the next moment, Triros rushed straight over there, quickly opened the bag, and tore and chewed the dry food into his mouth.

"How long has this guy been hungry?"

Tugging at the corners of his mouth, Zoren looked at Tlieros as if he saw his final fate if he stayed on the raft.

Looking back now, I know that the supplies only provided three days of dry food, not even fresh water, which is simply a trap.

After devouring the dry food for a few people, and after filling a pot of fresh water, Trilos gasped soothingly: "Finally alive, I thought I would starve to death on the raft." ”

"You're out of luck." Zoren shrugged, if he encountered a storm or a pirate ship later, it is estimated that this guy will not be enough to die for many lives.

"By the way, how did you get this pirate ship?"

"I met it at sea and grabbed it."

"......" Triros was silent for a moment, looked Zorren up and down, and after noticing that the thick aura on his body was a little stronger than before the mission, he sighed helplessly: "It's really worthy of you." ”

In this regard, Zoren smiled faintly and did not say anything more.

Feelings and envy like this, I don't know how much I have heard in the training camp, and it doesn't matter to him anymore. His goals, vision and heart are no longer limited to the level of training camp.

Gula Island. Located in the East China Sea, close to the Great Shipping Channel, due to the harsh and changeable climate in the nearby waters, there are no villages and towns nearby, which also leads to very few merchant ships passing through here, and the relative data and information records are very lacking.

In addition, when the ship docked, Zoren, who was extremely keen, quickly sensed that something was wrong, even if he was on a boat that was constantly approaching the shore, his own gravity was increasing slightly.

The closer you get to the island, the higher the gravity increases, until you reach the shore and reach nearly twice the original gravity.

"What's going on?" Zoren frowned and looked at the rest of the deck, the pirate sailors were more uncomfortable with it than he and Tliros had been trained intensively.

"Sure enough, this is the realm of demons!"

One of the sailors, who was kneeling on the deck by gravity, screamed with a pale face.

"You know something, tell me." Walking briskly, Zoren grabbed the collar and lifted the sailor up.

"I—I don't know!" The pirate sailor said in fear: "I just heard rumors that this island is the domain of demons, if you step on it casually, you will lose your way if you go in, and you will not be able to get out until you die!" ”

"The Demon's Domain?"

Shaking his head as if he were talking about the garbage, Zoren tossed the sailor aside and turned to look at the dense primeval forest vegetation covering the huge islands all the way to the shore with no end in sight.

Thinking about it slightly, he could only be more vigilant.

As for the demonic realm, it's a joke for the ignorant - the reason why the islands change gravity may have something to do with geology, climate, or magnetic fields. From the geography books, the second half of the new world of the Great Voyage, not to mention Gravity Island, even Lightning Strike Island, Ice and Fire Island, Giant Turtle Island, and so on are countless.

"Zorren, do you want to enter the mission island now?" Tleeros asked Zorren, apparently based on his opinion.

Since there is no competition in the mission, it is a natural fact that the strong leader is the captain.

"Of course, the situation on the mission island must be explored first, and there is a good chance that there are already new people entering before us." Zoren pondered, Luki's figure flashing through his mind.

That guy must have already entered the island.