Thankfully, Lady Luck didn't abandon Lear entirely, and a little later in the evening, when the sun was still stubbornly casting its last rays of light, a land shrouded in thick fog finally came into view.

Unfortunately, Sylvia knew the mist, and she knew the story of the land, the Misty Isles, a place that even the most vicious pirates would not want to approach, and heard that in the deepest part of the misty forest, there were traces of demonic activity.

But Lear had no choice, the magic of the bilge was dissipating little by little, the heavy water was already about to tear through the blocked ice again and enter the hull, and if they didn't want to swim in the dark sea, landing immediately was the only option.

"After landing, set up camp on the shore and don't go deeper, Ivo, you take people to a safe distance of a thousand meters and leave a security post, all personnel will rest on the spot after landing, and start exploring the island tomorrow. ”

Lear stood on the side of the ship and gave the order, he could feel some kind of evil lurking in the depths of the island, but strangely that feeling was not very strong, the danger was there, more of a kind of calling, like something in the depths of the island was waiting for him, which made him very puzzled.

Because if it was really what he imagined, the things on this island should be very repulsive to him.

The merchant ship slowly approached the shore under his solemn gaze, and there was no harbor on Misty Island, so they had to anchor a little farther away, but fortunately, there were no reefs on the side of their shore, and the merchant ship was able to sail all the way to a shallow bend less than a hundred meters from the shore.

Not any further, the falling tide would have stranded the ship and would have been very troublesome, and a little later when the tide had receded it would have become a shallow area where the sailors could simply repair the broken bilge and masts, as Landrig had judged.

But first they had to unload all the cargo loaded on the ship, and building a forward base was the first thing to do now.

But when the last rays of sunlight fall below sea level, Lear and the others have to choose to spend a cold night on the boat.

At dawn the next day, Lear divided his team into two parts, one led by Landrig and Sylvia to repair the ship, and the other led by him and began to build an improvised makeshift base with the trees that began to cut down the shore.

It seems that Misty Island is much bigger than he thought before, because more than 200 of them have been tossing and turning on the shore of the landing for most of the day without any creatures to disturb them, there are only two possibilities, the first is that this is a dead island, and the second is that the dangerous creatures are gathered in the deeper part of the island, so that they don't know that there are a group of uninvited guests on this island.

Lear prefers the latter.

It wasn't until two or three o'clock in the afternoon that Landrig and Sylvia came to report that the ship's repairs had been completed, and that there was no problem in navigating the ship as long as it was no longer in the same violent storm as before, and that in a few moments Hag had set up a makeshift camp.

A row of sharp wooden stakes enclose several large wooden houses in the woods, and there are simple pits under the stakes to protect against wild beasts, all of which are made by orcs, but they also give Lear the strange feeling that he is about to live in an ogre fortress.

It is undeniable that the orcs are really far from their dwarven relatives in terms of construction technology and architectural aesthetics.

Looking at the sky, Lear decided to stay on the shore for another night and start a full-scale exploration of the Misty Islands tomorrow, but he still sent Ivo and Mrak deep into the dense jungle from both directions, but did not give clear instructions, only to stay until they felt that they could no longer go and returned.

It took Mlak ten minutes and Ivo seven minutes, the former walked three kilometers and the latter walked further, which is not to say that Ivo is necessarily better than Mlak, but Lear has always focused on Mlak's steadiness and prudence, while Ivo is more adventurous.

They returned similar information, after going three kilometers into the jungle from both directions, a dry and pungent smell began to fill the air, and the two of them agreed that it was the smell of sulfur, and there was no trace of animal activity around, it seemed that the large territory in front of them had been designated as the exclusive territory of some evil creature.

There was no word all night, except for the desire to fight and the sharpening of axes and swords of those who waited for battle.

After a brief breakfast early the next morning, Lear headed out into the jungle with most of the orcs and his team, leaving Landrig and Sylvia behind, tasked with leading the sailors to further fortify the forward base in case of a possible sneak attack and to protect the ship.

For Lear, they had not yet adapted to the way the team fought, and the ships and sailors were important assets - he had classified them as non-combatants from the beginning, knowing that sword magic had no eyes, and every loss of sailors with nowhere to replenish them was painful.

These people in his team can only fight, and they have not yet found the existence of a possible second specialty, of course, Adela is not among them.

Soon, they came to the farthest place that Mrak had been yesterday, the pungent smell of sulfur spread in the air, if ordinary people smell it for a long time, they are likely to be dizzy and even poisoned, fortunately, all the people present are strong.

What's even more amazing is that there is a layer of yellowish powdery stuff floating in the air, which makes Lear slightly surprised, it is obvious that there is a large amount of sulfur ore buried under the ground of this island, and it is a rich ore, and the reserve is of extremely high quality.

The smell here would be hated by most creatures, but there is one creature that is exceptionally able to adapt to such an environment - the infernal species, because their ancestors lived in molten and sulfur for 10,000 years.

Lear frowned, he was a little suspicious of how he felt before he went ashore, such a rich sulfur land would not be too weak if it was accompanied by hellish creatures, and he obviously had that kind of dangerous feeling that would not be too strong, what was wrong?

However, as he pondered, dozens of head-sized fireballs slammed down on where they were standing from all directions.

"It's Singer! Spread your defenses! Fight back on your own!"

Seeing that Lear did not react, Ivo immediately gave the orcs battle orders on his behalf, and the others did not need to be reminded by him, and entered the battle mode as soon as the enemy attacked.

Mrak was moving through the jungle with a dozen orcs at high speed, and he was about to circle behind the Gogoths to finish the front and back with Ivo, while Guina stood in front of Adela with her sword, fireballs reduced to nothing under her blade.

After Valenk had cast an attack acceleration for Hag and Ivo, he couldn't find anything to do, so he cast the Holy Spirit Blessing on Caron and the two orcs, so that he still had the magic of two magic arrows, and was staring in the jungle looking for a target to show his head.

And because Lear didn't move, Hag had to stand beside him like an iron tower, staring at a pair of bull's eyes as Ivo and the orcs shot each other with the Gogoks hiding in the grass behind the trees.

"Not true. ”

When Adela pulls out the magic scroll and tries to help the orcs, Lear stops her.

"Reserve your mana, let Ivo and them settle the battle on their own, and if I'm right, there should be a chance for you to use it later. ”

Adela stopped communicating half of her elemental power as she looked into the depths of the jungle, which seemed to be hidden by a layer of red mist.

"Haag, Guina, you guys go up too, settle the battle as soon as possible, and if the enemy runs away, don't chase after him, come back and gather as soon as possible. ”

Hearing Lear's words, Guina nodded calmly, and Hag roared excitedly before rushing into the jungle like a black whirlwind, and soon a scream and a faint stream of blood could be heard from where Hag had disappeared.

"Did you find anything?"

In the case of completely suppressing the enemy in terms of strength level and even quantity, Goge in the jungle soon had only the ability to flee for his life and had no power to fight back, and in the process of short pursuit, Hag was suddenly besieged by a large group of small devils, but this level of creature was not enough to sharpen his knife at all.

He didn't report for help, wielding a great axe to kill the monsters in and out of the horde a few times, and the ugly things were shattered, and then Ivo arrived with dozens of orcs, leaving them completely cold corpses.

The hurried encounter ended with Lear's side winning outright, with Gogo and the little devils leaving behind more than a hundred corpses, less than a tenth of whom were able to escape unharmed, and Adela saw that Lear was still frowning when the battle was over, so she walked up to him and asked the question.

"There's something awesome coming. ”

Lear suddenly looked up ahead, a new magic scroll appeared in a flash of light in his hand, and after a shake in the jungle in the distance, a long whip rolled towards Hag in the farthest distance.

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