The moment Jessica saw the island, Lester's revelation suddenly vanished.

It didn't feel good, like something very important was missing, and Jessica suddenly became lost.

At the same time, the will to lose the power of the gods began to dry up, her courage and strength were declining, and her body could not stop trembling slightly.

A tidal wave of tiredness welled up in my heart, and in addition to that, there was a burst of panic.

She had been killed by Lilith once, and the fear that came from the bottom of her mind was only now coming to mind.

Fighting against an evil but powerful succubus, he escaped with his life at her hands. Jessica thought with a wry smile.

No, I've died once. She corrected it again, and the chill that rose sharply up her back lingered.

And Morris was already asleep, and the mermaid girl hummed a song for him to prevent him from waking up suddenly under the interference of the sea.

He didn't see the island, nor did he realize the change in Jessica. His snoring was subtle and even, and neither the sea breeze nor the swaying waves affected him.

Jessica felt sorry for him, it was really a terrible thing to miss such a beautiful sea view because she slept. At the same time, she was very envious of him, the disappearance of Wei Li made her body extremely tired, and she was lost as long as she closed her eyes.

But she couldn't sleep now, and she had to send Morris to shore.

Terrestrial people can't breathe in the water, she reminded herself.

Jessica glanced up at the island, they were still far from it. It is faint at the end of the sea, it disappears into the water when the waves rise, and it disappears into the fog when the waves sink.

Yes, there is fog.

It wasn't foggy, it was confined to the perimeter of the island, as if someone had put a transparent cover over the island.

Other than that, Jessica didn't find anything special.

This is our destination?, Jessica wondered.

Compared to the island, this sea of stars is even more bizarre. But Jessica's instincts told her that it was the island that the frivolous god in the dream wanted them to go.

What is the significance of this island?

Jessica didn't know. Perhaps she was too far away to see any divine aura lingering there.

This means that there are no remnants of the apparent sanctity of the gods on the island.

She had a lot of doubts in her mind, just like Morris, but she was more calm than Morris, after all, magicians always have a thirst for knowledge that is beyond ordinary people's comprehension, both in good and bad.

Jessica can be sure that Lord Lester has no malice, and that a god with unimaginable power and the ability to bring back the dead should be against them.

But by the same token, what can they do to help him?

Jessica had no clue.

While thinking about these haves and nots, she silently swam across the sea of stars, heading for the far island.

The sea is getting deeper and deeper like the night sky, and everything is bright. Jessica wasn't intimidated by this unusual sight.

She is the benefactor of the goddess of the sea, Lord Lorelai, the root of faith and the bearer of miracles, and her connection to the sea is extraordinary.

And in her feeling, except that the scenery is too beautiful and deep, there is nothing wrong with this sea.

She swam forward, and there were occasional reefs nearby, but with the destination already visible, she decided to grit her teeth and hold on for a moment.

However, some surprises happened suddenly.

The island was still a distant spot, and just when Jessica thought she was going to swim for a while, she suddenly felt a slight suffocation, and then the next second, her connection with the ocean was suddenly cut off.

The mermaid girl didn't realize what was happening, she just blinked in confusion.

Everything around me suddenly changed in this closed eye.

The island is already close at hand, and its part of it is a long stretch of sand by the sea, then a lush jungle, and then a high mountain.

They were less than a hundred meters away from it, and it followed the perspective theorem to magnify before their eyes.

Jessica glanced underneath her, and the water that had soaked her chest didn't make a splash, as if they hadn't moved a single step here in the first place.

It's like Lilith's "flickering", but Jessica thinks it's "flickering", and it's much more bizarre, it doesn't cause any movement at all.

Morris slept soundly, and he didn't notice the change at all. Jessica glanced back, and the fog that shrouded the island had cracked a gap, and she realized that they had passed through it, only that the process had been omitted.

Now it's slowly closing.

Jessica tried to contact the ocean, but it didn't move, but it wasn't backwater. The faint miracle jumped in the water and rejoiced, but unfortunately did not respond to her call.

Jessica frowned, but when she didn't care about that right now, she was exhausted to the limit.

All she had to do now was put Morris off her back and dive into the deep sea for a good night's sleep.

As for the back, she didn't want to care about it at all.

......

Morris was awakened by the sea.

When he awoke, the waves of the rising tide splashed on him, and he shivered with cold. Then the sea crept away, and a hard object the size of a palm caught his nose.

He opened his eyes in a daze, it was a crab. He pulled it away in a trance, and then subconsciously lifted his upper body.

Where is this? How long have I been asleep?

It took him a few minutes to retrieve the memories of last night, the fragments of the fight blurry, as if a long time had passed, and he felt sick and vomited.

Then he examined his body, and his muscles were as sore as rheumatism, and the wounds large and small were in severe pain, and the arrow wound that had pierced his left shoulder was already inflamed and bleeding pus. And the neck of the stiff neck let out a wail of "Gragra".

Moreover, his clothes were full of water and clung to his skin, and he seemed to have a cold, and his respiratory organs were in burning pain.

Morris struggled to his feet, his vision blurred, he staggered, dry sand falling out of his hair.

Then he looked around, and he found himself sleeping on the edge of the soft beach, and as soon as the waves lifted slightly, he could take a free bath.

What's going on now? He wondered, where had Jessica gone.

He looked up and saw that the sun had risen very high, about ten o'clock in the morning.

Nothing seemed to be answered, and Morris had to get up and grope for his surroundings. His luggage was left beside him, and he opened it to look at it, and the "gadget" had lost a lot from being soaked in water. It was late at night when the storm came, and now that the sun was overhead, it was most likely that he slept all morning. He was hungry, but there was nothing left in his backpack. He must have been on a small island, looking around, except for the waves that had already subsided and broke thousands of waves on the sea, all that remained was a large area of sand that could be submerged at any time at high tide, and a dense jungle surrounded by sand.

At night he can determine the location of the island by the stars, but during the day he is