Draenor made his way back up the stairs to the deck, only to find Vikirico still standing in thought.

He knew that Vikily hadn't anticipated what would happen on deck, and that the butcher's attack was unexpected.

But Delano was sure that he had heard what she had said when he was being taken into the lower dungeon, could it be that Vicheri had deliberately been injured by the foreknowledge of the "dream"?

"Vicky, why did you deliberately get hurt when you had already foreseen everything that would happen on the ship in your dreams?" The more Draenor thought about it, the stranger it became.

"Dreams? Foresee? I haven't slept well for the past two days, so how can I have time to dream? Vickyli asked, confused.

"But you said, 'It's all in a dream.'" Draenor was visibly anxious.

"Hey, that sentence is just to make you feel at ease, I'm afraid that you will act rashly, if you are really killed, you can't draw it, I'm sorry!" Vicilico scratched her head and grinned.

"What? Are you willing to let me be slaughtered by those freaks like this?! Draenor recalled the horrific scene before, he was still calmly accepting what happened, but he didn't expect to be tricked by Vekily again.

"Don't worry, I did plan ahead, and before the three of us were captured, I specially engraved the message on the Prood card and left it for Cooper.

I'm also in a hurry in that situation, but I can only let you delay as quietly as possible. Vicky explained in a firm tone.

Indeed, it is undeniable that Cooper's appearance and the escape from prison were part of Vickylic's plan. It may be said that even Draenor's every move in the dungeon at that time was clearly understood by Vickyrie.

"Okay, but please don't coax me like that anymore, it's really scary in retrospect......" Draenor no longer dwells on the past, there are more important things for him to do now.

"As I said, even I can't figure out the ability of 'peeping dreams', sometimes it won't appear for ten or twenty years, and sometimes it will be encountered for two or three days in a row." Vickily recalls a dream she had had aboard the Tequila, and the familiar feeling spreads through her chest again.

The battleship passed through the shallows, and the huge bow cleaved through the gravel on the shore and stopped.

The people on the deck also stopped cheering and fell silent in front of the mysterious continent in front of them.

"It's time to go ashore." Vekily pulled a thin strap from the corpse at her feet, held one hand behind her head and clenched it, skillfully tying her long hair into a ponytail.

"But what are we going to do with these Canaanites?"

"Canaanites"? Why did he use that word? At some point, Draenor felt as if he had become a spectator on a foreign land.

He may be nosy when he says this, but he can't leave this innocent person who has been reborn alone. Draenor calmed down, waiting for Vickyly's palatable reply.

"The Blackstone is so badly damaged that we can't continue to travel, so we'll have to take them and find a place to set up camp. It's a bit of a hassle, but you can't leave them alone, right? Vicky shook the ponytail at the back of her head, and she felt a lot lighter with less harassment.

Draenor received the answer he was expecting, nodded at Vikiriko with satisfaction, picked up the firebolt she had left on the deck, and turned back to the war room.

"Brethren, unfortunately we have to stay on this continent for the time being, if you can, can you go to the dungeon and find some useful supplies?"

Everyone looked at each other for a while after hearing this terrible news, and finally a young man came out and replied to Draenor,

"Thank you very much for your leadership, no matter what the outcome will be in the future, we will try our best to help you."

With that, the young man led the others to the other side of the deck, intending to return to the dungeon to prepare for the journey ahead.

"Mr. Delanor!" Jeanne ran up behind Cooper and put her arms around Draenor's neck.

"It's a tense and exciting battle, it's great that everyone is okay! Now I'm finally able to settle down for a while. ”

Jeanne is as lively and lovely as ever, this kind and brave girl is like a flower in her chest, always sweeping away Delaenor's tiredness and worries with her refreshing fragrance.

"You blue-haired kid can come in handy at critical moments, and then, what's next?" Cooper stepped forward with his sore waist in his arms.

"Landing, we'll have to get back on our way." Draenor said, pointing to the vast expanse of land ahead.

The continent of Abel is crossed by the equator, and even in late autumn, you can feel the heat wave coming in. Draenor wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and tied his coat around his waist naked.

"It's rainstorming for a while, it's scorching sun for a while, Abel is such a ghost place, you have disappointed you, right?" Cooper said as he looked at Draenor, who was sweating profusely.

"There are some, but I'm even more surprised, aren't dwarves afraid of the heat?" Draenor asked him.

"I'm afraid, I'm scared to death! Fortunately, our kingdom of Kedwa is located in the highlands, and in the southernmost part of the equator, which is relatively cooler than Vlaktu, like here......" Cooper raised his thick beard with his hand, and shook it uncontrollably, as if this would dissipate a little heat.

The young man followed with the rest of the imprisoned, bringing with them all the tools and weapons that could be of use in the dungeon.

The survivors buried the bodies of others on the shore, making rough but extravagant tombstones out of broken wooden planks.

After a simple prayer, Draenor and Vicilico gear up and lead the group deep into the rainforest along the coast.

"Always be vigilant, follow us closely, and don't just walk around! Abel Ke is a natural creature expo, God knows what we're going to encounter......" Vikiriko shouted to the crowd behind her, drawing her spear from behind her back and pushing away the dense foliage in front of her.

They walked for three hours in the sweltering rainforest, fist-sized mosquitoes harassing them.

Rather than the "Bio Expo", Delano prefers to call it a "paradise for the evil spirits". He felt the soil at his feet seem to grow heavier, the terrain in front of him gradually widened up, and the sound of gurgling water faintly came from ahead.

"Is it a river?" Draenor asked, holding Viklico's shoulder.

"Looks right, these Canaanites look very tired, and we haven't had a good night's rest, so we need to stay here for a while." Vekily gently brushed aside the leaves, made sure that the surroundings were safe, and led the group to the river.

Jeanne and Cooper set up a simple branch tent with the others, using huge green leaves as a bed, and then lay down on the green leaf bed for a while.

Although Draenor was physically and mentally exhausted, he lost his sleepiness due to the restlessness in his heart. Although he was mentally prepared, this journey at sea was far more complicated than he imagined.

As a rough calculation, there are still about twenty-four days left before the full moon, and I don't know when the beast inside him will sweep in again.

In any case, you can't stay here for long.

"Vicky, we've been here for a while, what's next?" Draenor looked back at the recovering crowd and asked Vekirico.

"It's relatively safe, there's water, they have enough tools at hand, and hunting is not a problem. Until a better solution is found, it seems that they will have to settle here for a few days. ”

Vikiriko threw the pebble into the river, and a large fish was frightened and jumped out of the water.

As Viklico said, there is an abundance of food here, and there seems to be no sign of dangerous creatures at the moment. Although it is a bit ruthless, this method is obviously much safer than taking them with them to death.

Draenor stood up and walked over to the old man who looked spine, still thin but much more energetic than he had been in the dungeon.

"Sir, we need to go all the way south, this road is full of dangers, please forgive us for not being able to continue to lead you forward." Draenor said to the old man apologetically.

"Needless to explain, young man, as strangers, you have already saved our lives, what more could we ask for? But before you leave, please at least tell us your name. ”

Name? Speaking of which, it seems that Vicilico once gave him a decent name.

"Delaenau, Chadwick. Draenau. Draenor smiled and said his name to the old man. The people around him leaned closer when they heard the sound, and more than thirty people bowed deeply to Draenor at the same time, and shouted in unison:

"Thank you, Lord Delanor, the saving grace will never be forgotten!"

Draenor was overwhelmed by the sudden thanks, and for a moment he was at a loss. Vikiriko got up and walked over and gently pinched Draenor on the back with her fingers, and then he reacted and quickly bent down to salute everyone.

"No thanks, I hope you will take care of yourself in the future!"

"Good luck on your journey, brave explorers!"

For some reason, Draenor felt like a warm current was surging in his heart, just like the way he felt when he rescued his kidnapped comrades in Flactu. Is this a sense of satisfaction from honor, or a relief from atonement?

There is no answer in his heart, but where there is killing, there will be redemption, and he is no longer a ruthless soldier, but gradually begins to become a true brave.

He couldn't help but smile, turned and followed in Viklico's footsteps, and embarked on an unknown journey with Jeanne and Cooper.