Regarding the casualties of the Moer warriors, Modo, as the leader of the Moer clan, didn't even frown, after all, as the bottom of the demon clan, some things have been experienced too much, and he is even a little numb.

You must know that in the Land of Exile, the oppression and exploitation of the Mor tribe by the Anilan tribe and other backbone forces have never stopped. The difference is that the royal family treats all races equally, after all, those royal families already have a fixed cognition in their minds, they are not aimed at anyone, all races in the holy family except for the royal family, are garbage, they are all ants, and they are all races that have been conquered by them.

In fact, according to the requirements of Sayles and others, there are one hundred and ten Dusk Warrior levels, and a few more round-trips can completely avoid casualties. But in order to complete Ivan's plan as soon as possible, Modo directly took the fastest method. Since their own families didn't care about the casualties of their clansmen, Sails and the others couldn't say anything.

Although there is a general direction for this voyage, everything else is unknown.

Unknown seas, unknown environments, unknown difficulties, if you are not prepared, you will definitely die. Therefore, it is necessary to bring enough supplies, so that you can have the confidence to deal with all possible situations.

And for the strength of the Ivan's hull, Sayles is very confident.

The trees that grew on the cliffs were arguably the best wood Sayles had ever seen, and even the one that served as the keel was almost up to the level of the Walter's wood. In addition, according to the knowledge of shipbuilding left by Walter, the god of the sea, some streamlined shapes on the hull can effectively reduce the threat posed by the waves.

After everything was ready, Sayles and his party of five led twenty Dusk warriors and thirty warriors of the Moore tribe to set sail.

As soon as he arrived at the sea, Sayles felt the strong malice of the sea towards him.

The wind carried the raindrops, and the feeling of hitting the body was no less than some small magic cast by Nivea, although everyone was strong and would not be physically harmed, but the pain was indeed real.

Yang Fan doesn't have to think about it, he will definitely be blown and hit the cliff, and the twenty dusk warriors are in position, and there are many advantages to paddling with a person at the level of dusk warriors, such as sufficient strength, such as durability, for example, the tacit understanding between the strong allows them not to shout slogans.

Having said that, twenty dusk warriors shouted the slogan of paddling, and this kind of thing would never happen in other countries and forces on the mainland, that is, in a place like the Land of Exile, where the dusk warriors were hardly regarded as people.

The Ivan drifted away from the wind, and on top of the cliff, Ivan stood proudly in the wind, flanked by Ogtavia and Mordo.

"Ivan, is it true that you don't want to completely conquer this world, as you say?" asked Ogtavia, brushing her blown hair.

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't, this world is definitely not as simple as it seems. Or find a way to improve your strength as soon as possible, and then return to the Temple of the Gods. Ivan didn't say anything more when he arrived. After awakening the bloodline, Ivan naturally learned a lot of information passed down through the bloodline. "In the Temple of the Gods, there is not only one god of the Titan of Destruction!" Ivan said silently in his heart.

Mordo didn't say anything the whole time, just stood respectfully beside Ivan.

At this time, the Evan was nowhere to be seen under the cover of the raging storm.

......

As the Evan rode the waves, the sea became more and more malicious towards Sails, but fortunately, the Evan was strong enough, and this malice did not cause them more trouble, except for the constant violent shaking of the hull, which made the copper hammer vomit to death.

With a "snap", Sayles closed the compass in his hand and secretly rejoiced: fortunately, the compass can be used here, otherwise it would be easy to get lost at sea due to the frequent cloudy weather and the fickle undercurrent.

"Sayles, I haven't had a chance to ask you when you're going to build a ship? I've never heard of it before. Qi Tai was very curious, according to Qi Tai's thinking, not to mention the weather outside that can be comparable to a ten-level gale, or the kind of six or seven strong winds, it is enough to cause devastating consequences to the wooden ship on the sea.

Sayles rolled his eyes and said lightly: "You don't know a lot, your head is erudite and talented, there is nothing you don't know." ”

Qi Tai shrugged, "Okay, our all-powerful leader, how do we go next." ”

"All the way to the west. According to the intelligence provided by Nivea, the island is supposed to be directly west of the Exiles. If it's really as big as the legend says, then we won't miss it. ”

"The weather, I mean the weather, don't you feel it, the storm outside is getting bigger and bigger, and so is the magnitude of the hull shaking, and it is estimated that as we go deeper, the wind and waves will definitely increase by an unknown level. ”

"I'm confident in the sturdiness of the hull, old way, let's add weight to the bilge. It seems that I still underestimate the natural environment of this sea, although the bilge also has counterweights, but it is obviously not enough. ”

Sayles then ordered the men to collect seawater and transport it to the bilge, and as the ship's counterweight gradually increased, the Evan slowly swayed less.

The copper hammer lying on the floor looked loveless.

After passing through the Maelstrom of the Sea Temple, and running on the sea with Sails and the others for so long, Copper Hammer felt that he had fully adapted to life at sea.

But the truth is often so cruel that the sea's malice towards the dwarves is not something that can be counteracted by the word "habit".

Needless to say, Sayles grew up at sea since he was a child. Qi Tai's skills are very weird, and it is not difficult to understand that everything is normal. The smaller Nivea has strong mental strength, and naturally does not suffer from seasickness. Sidon has followed his father since he was a child, and he has a lot of experience, so it is normal for him to survive. But what's the matter with those fifty Moore warriors, their physical fitness is similar to their own in the eyes of the copper hammer, and it is the first time they have appeared on the sea, and there is not a single person who has any symptoms of discomfort!

Qi Tai came in with a bowl of porridge at this time, "My stomach is empty, drink some porridge." ”

The ingredients used to make the porridge are taken from the Sails bracelet. It is said that everyone prepared a lot of supplies before entering the Exiled Lands, but they didn't consume much along the way. Looking at the current state of the copper hammer, Qi Tai specially asked for some rice from Sayles.

"Qi Tai...... I want to die. The voice of the copper hammer was not as loud as before, so weak that Qi Tai had to concentrate to be clear.

"Oh, yes, but let's finish the porridge first. Qi Tai replied with a smile, then broke the mouth of the copper hammer and poured a bowl of hot porridge into it.

"Hot, hot, hot......"

"Gross!"

"It's a pity that a bowl of sweet white porridge. Ignoring the brass hammer's resentful eyes, Qi Tai left with the bowl.