When the catastrophe came, the dwarf finally showed what a captain should be, and climbed to the rudder step by step in the face of the wind and waves, and while working together with the first mate to control the direction, he commanded the sailors who could still move to cut the ropes and lower the sails

The sails stretched out in such a terrible storm are simply a talisman. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the cost of two sailors, Malaydona finally pulled the Lady Luck back from the brink of falling apart.

But the crisis has not passed, and now the wind on the sea is a little too strong, and if they can't get out of this storm area soon, then the tragedy of ship destruction and death still awaits them.

The Grand Magister of Deman is worthy of the legendary 10,000-year-old virgin, dedicating all his energy to the study of magic, his comprehension of magic is not ordinarily profound, and the power of this eighth-order small forbidden spell has long surpassed the standard version.

The old mage seemed to know that he was having a big time this time, and was standing on the shore with a serious face thinking about countermeasures, but unfortunately once the magic was completed, it was not something that the magician could control. The Vice Principal was all kind of chic and handsome when he threw the forbidden spell, and there was no way to take it back.

Malaydona wiped the water from his face vigorously to make his vision clearer, but it was useless, and the next big wave hit his eyes and his eyes were blurred.

"I%¥#%&. "The dwarves screamed wow.

Rob on the other side is even more unbearable than him, not long ago the future super magister His Excellency ran out of strength, and he couldn't hold that thigh anymore, and was thrown out screaming, and hit his head on the mast not far away, rolled his eyes, and passed out directly, if it wasn't for an old sailor next to him to grab him quickly, the boy would have rolled into the sea to feed the fish.

The old sailor fastened Rob to the mast with ropes, and the rest was left to fate. The old sailor's expression seemed quite calm, and those who had been begging for a living at sea all year round were somewhat mentally prepared for this situation.

At this time, the only one who was still struggling was the dwarven prince who was at the helm himself, and the bearded first mate beside him shook his head, with a hint of despair in his eyes, "We don't have a chance." ”

Lowering the sails, the Lady Luck avoided the risk of being torn apart by the storm, but it also lost most of its power, and it was impossible to sail out of the storm with the oars alone in such extreme weather, and even returning to port now became a luxury.

The dwarf was silent, and after a moment finally let go of the rudder in his hand.

The first mate had a miserable smile on his face, ready to meet the fate that could not be changed, but the next moment he heard Malaydona say, "You are at the helm, isn't it a matter of power, it's a big deal, as for whether you want to die or live, leave it to me to take care of it." ”

With that, the dwarf shook his beard and slipped into his captain's quarters.

The first mate was stunned for a moment, and then began to wonder desperately whether this was another bull that Malaydona blew out before he died.

But it turns out that the dwarves are really miracle guys.

Everyone on the boat only felt a shock under their feet, and then a scene that stunned everyone happened!

The Lady Luck slowly rose out of the sea in a gravity-defying manner.

Yes, you read that right. What a strange thing it is that a huge cargo ship is constantly rising on the surface of the sea! Both the arresting group on the shore and the crew on board all opened their mouths wide at this moment, and they looked at the miracle that was being staged in front of them in amazement.

It was as if someone had put a pair of invisible wings on her, and she flew completely until the raging waves were completely prostrate at her feet, and she could no longer pose a threat to her.

Archmage Deman lost his voice, "Alchemy airship?!"

No one would have thought that this ordinary-looking merchant ship would be an alchemy airship representing the pinnacle of dwarven technology, the only large vehicle on the Dawn Continent that could fly in the air except for the mage's floating turret, and in terms of the number of people and design, the alchemy airship far exceeded the floating battery, the latter was more like a war machine, and its outstanding strength was its powerful destructive power.

Alchemy airship is not a big road goods, the production process is extremely complicated, relying on the alchemy circle to provide power, it needs to carve hundreds of alchemy circles all over the hull of the entire ship, only the best alchemists and craftsmen can work together to complete it, the dwarven tribe currently has less than forty alchemy airships, most of which have appeared in the War of the Roses, and Principal de Man can be sure that there is absolutely no Lady Luck in it.

Hell, who is this dwarf named Malaydona?

"How many times have you said that you don't believe it, Lao Tzu is a prince. The dwarf was proud, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Get it all done for us!"

As his words fell, two dazzling blue rays erupted from the stern of the Lady Luck.

The alchemy airship accelerates forward, and the dwarf deliberately controls her to perform two beautiful drifts in the storm, drawing a coquettish Z-shaped trajectory.

Originally, Malaydona wanted to drive the Lady Luck back to the port and take another turn to disgust the royal knights, but remembering the terrifying combat power of the archmage Deman, the dwarf's remaining sanity finally made him dispel the idea of death.

He gestured to His Excellency the Vice Chancellor, and Malaydona drove his alchemy airship out of the storm area, completely disappearing from the field of vision of the capture team.

By the time Rob came to his senses, the Lady Luck had flown out of the storm area and back into the water, and the sailors on board were already in action, repairing the hull, raising the sails again, counting the damage, and when they passed by Captain Malaydona, everyone couldn't help but have a touch of respect on their faces.

However, the dwarven prince himself sat lonely after a short moment, staring blankly into the distance.

His Excellency the future Ultra Magister walked over and patted him on the shoulder, comforting, "It's okay, you can buy it again if you lose it." ”

"Who cares about the harp, do you know how many gold coins it cost me to fly just now?" Malaydona thumped his chest, and his distressed expression did not seem to be fake.

The dwarf didn't say much, no alchemy can violate the basic principle of equivalent exchange, the alchemy airship relies on the alchemy circle to provide power, if you want a large merchant ship to fly, you must pay a sufficient price, alchemy has its own rules for calculating its value. Generally speaking, the smaller the stock of things in the world, the more valuable they are, such as various rare metals, magical items, and souls.

Especially the latter, the soul is an ethereal thing in the eyes of many people, but in the alchemy of the dwarves, the value of the soul can be quantified, but the value of different souls often fluctuates greatly, some souls are only worth a copper, and some souls are more precious than the most expensive jewels.

After the value of the soul was discovered, the dwarf kingdom once fell into chaos, and even derived a special soul trade, but fortunately, the dwarven king at that time quickly realized that something was wrong, and summoned the elders of the seven major tribes to execute a large number of dark alchemists through thunder in the shortest possible time, which curbed this unhealthy trend, and at the same time issued a law, explicitly prohibiting all soul-related transactions, and then the soul-related part of alchemy became taboo.