Unlike the main body in the abyss, the main body is more interested in various mysteries and power knowledge, but Zuo De, who is the main material plane, is full of curiosity about the power of faith in the stone eye space.

Due to his weak physical body and low strength, Zuo De, who is the main material plane, is not capable of mastering and understanding the kind of magic experiments and combat skills that are too demanding. However, Ram, the owner of the flesh, is a devout believer, and his body is very sensitive to the sense of faith.

And as the believers prayed every day, the power of faith gathered became stronger. Although all of Zuode's attempts ended in failure, Zuode was not in a hurry, the mystery of faith was not the ultimate secret belonging to the gods, and it would not be so easy to crack.

But Zuo De believes that with his mysterious stone eyes, he will definitely find a hint of the mystery of faith.

On the vast and boundless ocean, waves surged in and crashed under the huge sea ship, splashing countless snow-white foam and making a thunderous sound.

It had been more than twenty days since they left the lower city, and the fleet carrying Bilorinli and Fianna, led by the experienced fish-man navigator, had left the northern seas and entered the warm and humid southern seas.

The climate here is much warmer, the air is full of moist sea smell, and the seagulls chase wave after wave with long calls.

The sky in the southern sea is particularly blue, and there are a few white clouds floating in the blue sky, like a few precious jades inlaid with flawless sapphires.

Zode finished his daily lessons, lying on the bow of the boat and admiring the beautiful scenery around him.

"Yo he~!The storm is coming, the storm is coming!" A burst of lingua franca with a strange accent suddenly broke the quiet sea.

The sea rolled and a huge whale emerged from the water. On its back stood a small figure, waving its hands and shouting loudly.

The sailors climbed the mast one after another, watching with curiosity at the amazing sight before them.

"It's something, it looks like a human child. One of the sailors said in amazement.

"What kind of eyes do you have, don't you see the webbed on her hands and feet? it's a fish-man!" retorted the other sailor.

"You have a problem with your eyes, there are fishmen who look like this? You have never seen a fishman before. The sailor replied immediately.

"But what's this strange little guy called? The accent is so strong, I don't understand. The other sailor asked suddenly.

"It seems to say that a storm is coming, strangely, the weather is very good, and I don't see a storm coming. Another sailor with better ears replied.

"Just kidding, how could there be a storm in such good weather. Lao Tzu has been floating on the sea for more than ten years, whether there is a storm or not, I don't know?"

"That is, even if we haven't been to the Southern Seas, the sea, isn't it all the same. ”

The sailors talked a lot, but no one believed the strange boy's words.

"Yes, it's the Storm Caller!Quick, tell the captain, we're in big trouble!" only the reef fishman navigator named "Waterbeard" shouted loudly.

The Reef Fish-Man Tribe, to which Waterbeard belongs, is a large fish-man tribe attached to the Sea Elf Kingdom. Assigned by the sea elf princess Benanis, she came to lead this human fleet through the complex seas to the free city-state alliance in the south.

All the while, the Water Beard has done a good job, and it does everything it can for the sake of this human fleet. Observe the changes in the waters, visit the fish-man tribes along the way, cross the reefs, and hide from countless water monster territories. I was about to reach my destination, but I didn't expect this terrible thing to happen.

Soon, Captain George also appeared in the bow. As a former pirate, George quickly rose to the rank of captain after taking refuge with the old wizard Doyle.

George is a middle-aged man with a full beard, and his rugged figure and appearance are definitely worthy of his former identity. Now, however, George was neatly dressed and straight, and he was talking to Doyle and Beloline Leigh.

"Captain George, what is this fish-man talking about?" asked Belorin, looking curiously at the dancing fish-man. After all this time, the young half-elf finally emerged from the shadows and began to make contact with the people around him.

Due to the obscurity of Waterbeard, most people do not understand it, and only old pirates like George, who often interacts with fishmen, can understand it.

"It's not good!" replied Captain George, grim-faced.

"Miss Belorin, the little girl on the back of a whale, is the famous 'Storm Caller' in the Southern Seas. Because of her appearance, which is always accompanied by terrible storms, the fishermen of the humans even believe that she is the embodiment of the storm, the evil banshee. However, the fishmen understand that this is a magical and kind child, and she will often sound the alarm to alert the life in the storm's path and warn them of the coming storm. George explained carefully.

"Then what are you doing in a daze, hurry up and get ready!" Although Belorinli and her sisters had not encountered particularly powerful storms along the way, everyone at sea knew how terrible the storm was.

"I've sent someone to inform the ships, but the problem is that there is no safe haven on the route that can be reached in a short time. And ......" Captain George hesitated,

"In my experience, the likelihood of a storm in such weather is not high. Could it be that the fish people are too superstitious?"

"No, do as the fish-man asks!" interjected the old wizard Doyle,

"I felt some inexplicable commotion in the air. It's better to be careful, and if you can't get to the safe haven, do your best to deal with it. ”

"I see, Master Doyle. George nodded, and began to shout at the skeptical sailors, and began to lower the sails and pull the ropes.

All the sea ships received the order and began to gather towards the Black Dove.

The strange child on the whale's back ignored the human fleet, and still began to shout along the way, disappearing from sight.

"It's strange, it's obviously a low-level creature, but it has a trace of divine power. What the hell is this kid?" Zuode looked at the disappearing whale, and fell into deep thought.

It didn't take long for the originally clear sky to suddenly become overcast.

Immediately afterward, I heard a roar in the sky, and the rain shot down like an arrow! With the deafening thunder, the storm came!

The rain began to fall wildly in an instant, and the thunder became louder and louder, the wind was roaring, and the thunder was roaring! The sky was roaring! The clouds were getting more and more, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Heavy rain fell frantically from the sky, and the dark sky seemed to be about to collapse.

Belorin's fleet became a lonely floating object over the ocean, tossing and turning on the great waves, as if they would be swallowed up by the monstrous waves at any moment.