Riding in a dinghy can also be considered to save fuel for Ballard's backpack, although it is a little slower, but it is more important to plan it properly.

Sitting on the bow of the boat, staring directly at Ballard, who was wearing a backpack and pressing the bow of the dinghy, and was at the helm, Lena's big eyes shone no worse than the real rubber guy.

Ballard wasn't uncomfortable being stared at, he was used to being watched like this before, especially after getting some of the things she proposed.

However, Ballard took the opportunity to ask the question that Lena had never answered directly.

"You said you have so many new things in your head, why don't you want to change the world with those things? With your ......"

"I'm lazy."

Again, this excuse for prevarication, but this time, Lena gave an official explanation for her prevarication.

"It's really lazy, and it's a hassle to change the world or something, it's better to blow up something with your mood to be more comfortable."

So at this point, Ballard finally understood that Lena had always answered this question seriously, and had never been a deceitful person, but they always misunderstood.

I really want people to scold the street.

Unparalleled culinary skills, endless new ideas, and a feared concept of the development of the world......

None of them are things that can cause an uproar when they are spread, but this thing has chosen the ability to make trouble.

It can only be said that he is worthy of being a person who came out of that mentally ill village, and the thought circuit is really incomprehensible.

The dinghy was enough for the two of them to see the island called Poseidon Island with their eyes, and even if they were far away, they could see the beautiful palace and the scenery of the island's singing and flowering.

Of course, you can also see the black whirlpool above the island.

Under the clear sky, countless thick arcs of electricity pulsed around the black whirlpool, each of which created a deafening roar that contrasted with the island's tranquil environment.

The black vortex is contracting and expanding according to a certain pattern, each contraction will suck up a large number of arcs, but each expansion will release more lightning.

The light around the whirlpool seemed to be swallowed by it, and the closer it got to Poseidon Island, the dimmer the light became.

However, the clear sky was still clear and bright, and Poseidon Island was still so peaceful and peaceful, as if the whirlpool had never existed overhead, unaffected in the slightest.

Looking at the black vortex, the corners of Ballard's mouth twitched.

"What did you think about banishing the Leviathan to the Elemental Void?"

Seriously recalling what happened at that time, Lena nodded solemnly.

"I didn't think anything about it at the time."

As if sensing the approach of the person who had sealed him, the black vortex suddenly accelerated the frequency of contraction, and the lightning came straight to the dinghy.

Before the lightning attack arrived, the two flew into the air, only to hear a loud bang, and the dinghy was reduced to pieces of wreckage under the concentrated attack of lightning.

With a flirtatious whistle, Ballard unfurled his shield.

"Leviathan didn't have the ability to manipulate the lightning element before."

The unfurled shield flicked off all the lightning that struck, and Ballard was unaffected by the lightning in the slightning, even though the shield was made of conductive steel.

"You didn't know magic at the time, so didn't you learn something when you were banished?"

Sitting sideways on the broomstick, Lena deftly dodged every lightning attack.

She shuttled through the dense rain of electric attacks, nimble like an elf walking through the electric rain.

Tapping the communicator tucked into his ear, Ballard placed Winchester on the shield's separate shooting hole, and as he groaned, the streamer crept up with the spear.

"Just break the seal, these lightning-like attacks annoy you."

Lena, who was still playing with the electric spark with great interest, was a little unhappy when she heard that Ballard was going to do this.

It's rare to encounter such a scene, and it is quite a waste to break it directly.

Then Lena's order to "let me play a little longer" was ignored by Ballard, and the trigger was pulled, and the incoming arc was bounced off by the unfolded magic circle.

The circle gathered, and the god break of exclusive Ballard roared out from the muzzle position, and the blood-red beam of light hit the black vortex with a whistling momentum, although it was a weakened version, but this god break still stirred up layers of ripples in the space of the path.

The red beam did not shatter the drumming black vortex in an instant, the attack of the god broke continued, and the backpack behind Ballard also spewed energy with all its might, and the owner who placed him fell into the sea due to the force of the recoil.

The originally solid shield showed signs of melting under the continuous release of the god's breaking, and the sound of overwhelmed cracking sounded in Ballard's ears.

As if seizing the opportunity to abandon the defense while Ballard was attacking with all his might, the lightning bolts no longer attacked Lena, but instead focused on Ballard.

"Tsk, just wait a minute, how old are you still so hot-blooded."

With a grumbling, Lena abruptly increased her speed.

A painful explosion echoed, and the lightning attacks vanished after a few afterimages.

Glancing at Lena, who was floating not far behind him, Ballard gave a look of gratitude mixed with admiration.

If you don't admire it, he believes that after few people have resisted so many lightning strikes with their bodies, they are just in a state of black smoke spitting rings.

The faint smell of flesh wafted into her nostrils from behind, and without him asking, Lena put on a new broom and opened her mouth to explain.

"Grill a fish on the way, I didn't eat lunch and I'm hungry."

No one is so nervous about being able to grill fish with thunder.

The momentum of the god's breakthrough faded, and the black vortex showed no signs of being destroyed, and it was still drumming at a high frequency, shooting out thunder and lightning light towards the two of them.

Pulling back some distance to parallel Lena, Ballard suddenly noticed that Raiden was no longer attacking.

It's as if it's out of range......

Wait a minute.

Turning his head to look at Lena, who was still gnawing on the fish, Ballard picked up Winchester, who was still hot, and smashed it on the top of Lena's head.

"Hey!" Shaking the spark burning on the hat, Lena's eyebrows were raised, "This hat is very expensive, you pay for it!" ”

"Neurotic!"

Pointing to the sealed door, Ballard not only raised his eyebrows, but also collapsed several veins on the door of his head.

"This is the counter-attacking magic array you didn't know about! My god can't break the seal, it must be your protective magic array that is causing trouble! ”

"I don't understand what you're saying."

Lena's performance of pinning her face to the side confirmed Ballard's statement.

So after thinking about it for a moment, Ballard decided to carry out the absolute policy that the Dream Troupe had been carrying out.

Throw Lena over.