The question of whether the broken wooden ship named "Tabby Shell" can safely survive Storm Bay does not seem to be worried by these merchants who often go in and out of Storm's hometown, so Sycamore can only suppress his anxiety a little and observe the busy crew members on the Tabby Shell, planning how they will drive the ship safely to Storm's hometown.

Soon, with the sound of the whimping conch blown by the crew, the Tabby began to leave the port after trembling slightly, Wutong subconsciously glanced back at his partners, but was stunned to find that Wu was still that calm appearance, and nothing seemed to make him change this silent surname.

And the little Lori didn't know what it was to be scared lying on the side of the boat, happily stretching out her little hand to hold a piece of snack, teasing the large flock of seabirds called thunder gulls flying in the air, watching the sycamore sweating, if this child knew that this kind of thunder gull has a habit of eating floating corpses on the sea, I don't know if he would be so interested in stretching his pink little hand to the sharp beak of others.

The only thing that surprised Wutong was the barbarian who was still elated and babbling before he got on the boat, he was now standing on the deck with his legs spread out, his hands were on the side of the ship, and his face was blue looking at the coastal port that was far away, with a hesitant and struggling expression.

"Cole, what's wrong with you? Is there something important that you have forgotten? ”

Wutong asked inexplicably, thinking that he had left some important items on the shore.

The brute, whose mouth was tightly closed, shook his head with difficulty, and looked into the distance so deeply and melancholy without saying anything.

Wutong was stunned and said, "Cole, you shouldn't be seasick, right?" Cole looked strange and seemed to be about to shake his head, but suddenly he threw up on the side of the ship!

Sweat! It's less than 5 minutes before the boat starts! Your seasickness came a little too quickly, didn't you?

Some problems in reality, such as seasickness, poor sense of direction, or fear of the dark, fear of thunder, etc., are often faithfully reflected in "Endless", and will not disappear because they are playing the game, which is the disadvantage of a high-fidelity game like "Endless".

In reality, I have never been on a boat, but with the rotten physique of the sycamore, I don't feel seasick at all, but I am as strong as a cow and I vomit as if I am pregnant, which should be regarded as a natural advantage, right?

As the Tabby Shell left the harbor with the anti-wave bay, the wind and waves in Storm Bay began to become violent, the howling sea breeze and the oncoming big waves, so that the tonnage of the Tabby Shell began to stir up with the waves one after another, and the turbulence blowing from all directions made the hull shake like a baby's cradle, this time it was not only the brute with blue faces who vomited, but the other passengers also let out bursts of exclamations, but they were not afraid, but just like riding a roller coaster, let out excited cheers.

Soon, a half-elf mage wearing a strange thunder pattern robe walked out of the cabin, the rank is not high, only about the 3rd or 4th order, the strength is roughly similar to that of the sycamore, but there is a strange energy brewing in his body, it is not the fluctuation of arcane energy!

Wutong, who was also a mage, keenly sensed the difference between this thunder mage, and the thunder mage seemed to be aware of Wutong's gaze, turned his head to look at Wutong, who was looking at him, and found that it was a colleague, so he smiled and nodded, but did not stop, and walked straight to the platform at the bow of the ship.

As he stepped onto the platform, a strange energy fluctuation rippled from his body, gradually forming a huge pale cyan translucent ball of light that enveloped the entire Tabby Shell, as if adding a cover to the ship, and suddenly the wind and waves calmed down!

Wutong opened his mouth wide in surprise, it was not that the unpredictable Storm Bay suddenly calmed down, the storm and the huge waves were still raging outside the pale cyan translucent light mask, but the power from the wind and waves was not felt at all in the light mask.

As the Tabby Shell stabilized, the mage wearing the thunder robe waved the staff in his hand again, and a wind blew in the light mask, bringing a strong whistling sound, and amazingly, this strong wind was concentrated on the raised sails, making the originally soft sails suddenly "bang" and bulge, driving the Tabby Shell to move forward quickly!

The speed is getting faster and faster, and even a huge wave is formed in the stern of the boat, as if the woodbroken ship was not driven by the wind, but by a powerful turbine, with a predicted speed of at least 30 knots, which translates to a speed of almost 55 km/h!

It's amazing!

Perhaps in this era, a speed of 55 km/h is nothing to some modern ships in reality, but this is the world in the context of the Middle Ages! 55 km/h?

Nima! It's not on land, and the Tabby isn't a wheeled racing car!!

This can completely break the inherent concept of the speed of the ship, even in reality, civilian ships, can reach a speed of more than a dozen knots is about the same, 30 knots, I am afraid that only some military ships can achieve!

At the current pace, it would take less than two hours to reach Storm's Hometown, so it's no wonder that these passengers would rather stand on deck and enjoy the sea view than spend more gold to rent a cabin to rest.

Is this the strength of the members of the Dragon Pattern family?

Sycamore looked at the mage who had finished casting the spell in amazement, and saw a blue pattern on the lower part of his left face and neck that looked like a tattoo or a birthmark flashing away.

"Hello! Young Master! ”

The half-elf mage had already stepped down from the bow, but instead of returning to the cabin, he walked over to Sycamore, and gave a friendly mage salute to greet Sycamore.

Wutong, who had not yet recovered from his surprise, instinctively stared at the left cheek of the person, and then replied with a mage salute with some embarrassment: "Hello! ”

If there is anyone in this world who pays more attention to etiquette and etiquette than nobles, I am afraid that it is the spellcaster, and the mages in different regions, different identities, and different schools of thought even have slight differences in the mage rituals used, so when the mage and the mage meet, the mage ceremony is not only polite, but also an introduction to their identity and origin.

"A young mage from Venan?"

The half-elf mage smiled friendlyly, he didn't look very old, only about forty or fifty years old, plus this dragon mage is also a half-elf race, derived from the longevity bloodline of the elf race, so that they have a slightly longer lifespan than humans, if you want to judge his age, I am afraid that you have to add a certain number of years to the appearance of the age.

In the profession of mage, a mid-level mage in his forties and fifties is indeed young, but the age of a mage is difficult to judge from his appearance, and he can often only judge the age of the other party through some details.

For mages, age is not a necessary condition for being respected, and it is absolutely impossible for a mage apprentice who looks like he is eighty years old and a high-level mage who looks like he is only twenty years old to be respected the same level.

Therefore, in the mage world, it is not strange for an old man who is tens or hundreds of years old to respectfully bow to a young man who may be only a fraction of his age.

Just like Wutong felt, the other party only has the strength of the 3rd order peak or the 4th order early stage, and judging from his appearance, he is only about forty or fifty years old, if he is not just advanced, then it is estimated that this half-elf mage is at least seventy or eighty years old, and the "rejuvenation" effect of the mage's advanced and the longevity bloodline of the half-elf race are really a bit of a trick.

Unless they have reached the super-level level, or have special technical means, it is difficult for mages to hide their strength level between them, when a high-level mage faces a low-level mage, he can see the opponent's rank strength at a glance, and when a low-level mage faces a high-level mage, although he cannot see the opponent's strength level, he can estimate the opponent's approximate strength level according to the rank suppression felt from the opponent.

Of course, it does not mean that a high-ranking mage will be able to win against a low-ranking mage, among the mages, the rank does not represent anything, and it is not uncommon for high-level mages to be killed by middle-level mages, after all, high-level mages do not mean high combat power, whether they are strong or not depends on the combat power value they have in actual combat.

In general, the high rank is a factor for the mage to gain the respect of the other party, but it is definitely not a reason to make the enemy afraid, the theoretical knowledge is strong, but the academy house mage with extremely scummy combat ability abounds, otherwise, the mage does not need to fight when he encounters the mage, everyone can show the momentum rank and compare it.

Therefore, although Wutong is only a 3rd order, the dragon pattern mage does not dare to despise him at all, and Wutong, who originally looks several years younger than his actual age, looks like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man, but the breath of the 3rd order on his body cannot be faked.

Regardless of whether his age matches his appearance or not, with such a young appearance, he has the strength of the 3rd order, which in itself shows a point, that is, his talent is extremely amazing, and he has been promoted to a middle-level mage at a very young age, and it is hard to believe that he will be trapped at the middle-level level for decades, and no one can be sure that this guy with the appearance of a young man is not a super-level old monster who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger and hides his rank, and runs out to pretend to be cute and play with others.

However, the youthful breath of the sycamore belongs to the young people is very easy to distinguish, and this person with a little experience can distinguish it, this is a pure feeling of the identification method, but the age and strength of the sycamore did shock the half-elf dragon pattern mage, and he felt a little envious, jealous and hateful.

Recently, a large number of genius-type young professionals have indeed emerged, but young middle-level mages who are so young and have the strength of the third order are still a bit against the sky, and the difficulty of learning mages is not comparable to those who rely on muscles to eat.

This caused the dragon mage to come over to greet him as soon as he finished his work, otherwise he would be considered arrogant and rude, and it might cause the disgust of this young mid-level mage.

In addition to the more than 100 crew members on the entire ship, among the remaining nearly 1,000 passengers, there was only one mage, Wutong, from this point, it can be seen how small the proportion of the mage profession is among the professionals.

"Are you going to Stormwind Island on the Tabby Shell? Yes! Shi Li, I forgot to introduce myself, I am Akle of the Linland family. Advance. Lin Land, a junior dragon mage, is currently in charge of the shipping security of the Tabby Shell. ”

Master Akle couldn't help but laugh when he noticed that Wutong was constantly secretly looking at his left jaw, "Are you curious about the members of our dragon pattern family?" Without seeing him make any movements, a pale cyan totemic imprint appeared on the left side of his face and neck, looking like an abstract stick figure of a dragon.

Originally, Wutong was very embarrassed by the other party's behavior, there is still a difference between half-elf and elf, elves do not grow beards regardless of gender, but half-elves have half of the blood of humans or other humanoid races in their bodies, so their hair is more vigorous, and the mage Akle in front of him has a circle of mustaches with a sense of surname.

But the strange energy fluctuations emitted by the dragon pattern suddenly displayed by the other party made Wutong suddenly startled, and he felt a completely different form of energy from the arcane energy fluctuations he was familiar with, this dragon pattern mark was alive!

All right! The term "alive" is a bit strange, but the sycamore clearly feels that it is "breathing" or rather, it is "beating" slowly but firmly like a heart, and with the ups and downs, the pale cyan dragon imprint spreads out in the form of strange energy, corrugated plates!

The diffusion of this kind of energy is not like the overflow of arcane energy, but like it is integrated into the space, echoing with a certain mysterious energy in the space, Wutong even feels that the "dragon pattern energy" on Master Akle's body does not belong to himself, but to the entire space, he can only use it, and what makes him connect with this mysterious energy is the pale cyan dragon mark on his left jaw and neck that seems to be a tattoo or birthmark!

To put it simply, using this mysterious energy, Mage Akle himself has nothing to lose, and the pale cyan dragon sigil is like a "key" or a "damn device", giving him the authority to use this energy!

Although it was very rude, Wutong still didn't hold back, and couldn't help but "touch" the other party's dragon pattern, of course, not to touch the other party with his hands, but he suddenly felt that in the origin of his body, the origin energy that belonged to the wind element, suddenly became restless, and the active source world surged, as if echoing with the other party's dragon pattern, which made Wutong involuntarily release it with a faint trace of it, and gently touched the dragon mark of Master Akle!

However, it was such a slight "contact" that made Master Akle's face change greatly, and he stared at Wutong with wide eyes in shock!

(To be continued)