Adela was given a cold reception on Fish-Man Island, but this warm reception was actually more helpless and powerless than a direct attack.

As if accepting some kind of oracle, when Spartacus' fleet was greeted on the first day of Fish-Man Island, the Fish-Man High Priest personally greeted them and arranged all the apostles in the most ornate palace on the island, and then they also accepted the gifts brought by Adela and promised to send the rest to the Naga and Merfolk territories.

But for the next three days, the High Priest said nothing about the purpose of their arrival, except for the never-ending feasts and the bonfires on the beach, and whenever Adela tried to speak, he always understated it.

It's like someone stuffing a ball of cotton down your throat and pouring a glass of diluted honey water into your mouth to prevent you from being cut by the tangled cotton silk, but only to keep you speechless.

On the fourth day, even the High Priest had vanished, and Adela had been accompanied by an obscure fish-man who nodded yes no matter what she said, but if she asked for anything, the fish-man would immediately transform into a deaf person with a tenth-degree disability.

As the sun rises and sets, every day in the deep sea seems to pass a little faster than on the mainland.

"Damn, these thieves are clearly perfunctory to us!"

Rinis kicked over the table and chairs in front of him and yelled at the door at the mission post under the stars, not fearing that his actions would anger the Fish-Man soldiers guarding the outside, one thing he had been completely sure of in his days of experience was that as long as they stopped asking to see the Poseidon Siren, he would not bother if he demolished the palace.

This discovery frustrated the hot-tempered Rinis with rage, knowing that although he was nicknamed 'Old Deaf', these cold-blooded people were much more calm than him in pretending to be deaf and dumb.

"Save your energy, they're just doing what they're told. ”

With a slight wave of her hand, the overturned tables and chairs returned to normal, and through a few days of contact with the fish-man priestess Bosa, she had determined that the fish-people must have received clear instructions, that is, not to refuse their arrival, but not to cooperate, and to leave naturally when their patience was exhausted, as for who the instructor was, of course, it was self-evident.

"Hmph, what are we going to do, just keep waiting, or do we leave in disgrace?"

Rinis sat down sullenly when he heard this, in fact, he didn't know that this must be the oracle of the siren, but the people who begged for a living at sea all the year round always had a deep awe for the god of the sea, and he didn't dare to scold the siren, so he could only scold the fish-people to vent his anger.

"Peterley, you should say that you have been like a mute since the first day you came to Fish-Man Island, don't you think there are not enough dumb people on this island?"

Still feeling angry, Rinis turned the muzzle of the cannon to the big bald head that had been standing in the shadow of the door frame.

"Your Excellency, I think we should leave, there is no point in spending any time here, the first day we came, the Fish-Folk promised to inform the Naga and the Merfolk of their arrival, but until now there has been no news, it seems that if they are not perfunctory to us, then the Naga and the Merfolk have also been affected in some way, either of which is a sign that our trip may be in vain. ”

Although not yet officially under Lear, Peterley still maintains enough respect for Adela, and he is clearly more composed than Rinis, and his advice is aimed at the bull's eye.

"Hmm. ”

Adela nodded slightly.

According to the original plan, after a brief contact with the three tribes of the sea, she would directly ask to meet the sirens, because she knew that the root cause of the final decision on whether or not the three tribes would send troops was actually not the patriarch and the high priest.

Originally, I thought that even if there were twists and turns in this trip, it would definitely be solved after seeing the sirens, after all, the attitude shown by the sea god during the Spartacus defense war was a deep awe and yearning for Asha.

But what she didn't expect was that the biggest obstacle did not come from the Fish-People, but from the Siren himself, who had a problem with soft nails everywhere, and this non-violent and uncooperative attitude had nowhere to start even if she had a thousand furrows in her chest.

"Inform the Fish-People and the members of the Mission that we will leave Fish-Man Island tomorrow. ”

Adela finally made a decision.

"Return!?"

Rinis jumped up from his chair with a sudden, he was just talking casually, if he really went back like this, his old face would not be able to appear in front of Lear again.

"No, the Temple of the Sea. ”

A flash of lightning flashed across Adela's eyes.

"Hahaha! Okay! You girl doll behaves in a way that suits Lao Tzu's appetite!"

There is no pirate who does not like to take risks, especially such a thing as going straight to the temple of the sea god, if it had been put in the past, Rinis would not have dared to think of it, even Peterley, who had been standing in the shadows with only half of his body exposed, heard Adela's decision, and his eyes were shocked and at the same time ignited a blazing fire.

Early the next morning, the harbor of Fish-Man Island was full of people, and when they learned that Adela and the others were leaving, the Fishman Priestess Bosa, who had not appeared for a long time, actually reappeared in the world.

He warmly expressed his sincere gratitude to Adela and the others for their arrival, and implored her to send her most sincere greetings to the Lord of Spartacus, saying that although there was a little friction between the two tribes in the past, it was all over.

The people of the two nations must henceforth unite closely around their respective lords, and make an indispensable effort together for the peace and prosperity of this sea, with a voice of voice that is subdued and frustrated, sincere and courteous, and a smile that is genuine, kind, neither humble nor arrogant, and which would have given him the medal of best newscaster if Lear had been present.

In such a friendly and harmonious farewell atmosphere, Sylvia, who was standing on the bow of the oracle, gave the order to set sail, and the high priest Bosa stood in the harbor with a group of fish-man lord generals and waved off, but if he knew what Adela was going to do next, I am afraid that the smile on his face would be crushed by the jack scale in an instant.

"My lord, where are we going next?"

Although she knew that the destination was the Sea Temple, she had no clue how to get there, but her calm personality made Sylvia wait until the fleet left the continental shelf of Fish-Man Island to voice her doubts.

"All the way to the west. Go to the nearest maelstrom. ”

Although he has a detailed chart of the entire Endless Sea in his hand, it does not actually indicate the location of the Sea God Temple, but since it is the passage where the sirens receive their offerings, Adela naturally has a way to let him see him, and as for whether he can see him, it may be a little risky.

Two days later, when the fleet entered a sea area with light black ripples in the deep blue, waves suddenly appeared on the surface of the sea, which had been calm and waveless, as if a terrifying beast had opened its huge mouth at the bottom of the sea, and swallowed it up along with the sunlight shining on the sea.

With the collapsed sea crater as the center, a huge whirlpool with a diameter of several hundred meters appeared on the sea surface in the distance, and the thunder from the bottom of the sea seemed to hit everyone's chest, making it difficult for them to breathe rhythmically.

The maelstrom has arrived.

"Get in. ”

Adela stared at the maelstrom of terror in the distance, enough to tear the entire fleet apart and engulf it, before giving the order.

"Lower the sails, stop the tail, and the helmsman go down!"

Receiving the order, Sylvia immediately issued a series of detailed orders, and under the command of the flagship banner, the Aquaman and the Prophet behind them also slowly lowered their huge three-masted sails and bow and tail sails, and the entire fleet was quickly driven towards the terrifying vortex under the impetus of the raging current.

Looking at the maelstrom getting closer and closer, Sylvia's heart was a little nervous but not panicked, this was not the first time she had crossed the maelstrom, especially when she followed Lear across the entire endless sea and appeared on the sea behind Nyrel half a year ago, the experience of crossing the maelstrom several times was simply unforgettable for her.

Unlike the feeling of passing through the teleportation circle, the experience of crossing the whirlpool is more realistic and exciting, and the dizziness and suffocation caused by the violent spin and height drop from the sea from hundreds of meters of height can almost make people's hearts jump out of their throats.

The bottoming rebound was followed by a sharp ascent, especially the few seconds when the maelstrom spat out like a cannonball on the surface of the sea, coupled with a hysterical shout, which could simply sweep away the depression in people's hearts.

Even if there was an agreement with the sirens to cross all the maelstrom without injury, there were still a few unlucky people with weak physiques who were scared to death by such a strong stimulus, and there were many people who were dark and gloomy afterwards.

To be honest, after a few such experiences, Sylvia almost regarded crossing the maelstrom as the most valuable entertainment in her life, and what is even more interesting is that it is precisely because of this sport that she has an irreplaceable belonging and identity with Spartacus, because she knows that if it were not for the blessing of the dragon flag, the maelstrom would only be an endless nightmare for anyone who dares to challenge its majesty.

The bow of the Oracle entered the maelstrom, and then the whole hull began to tilt downwards and was soon driven by the current into a violent turbulence, before entering the maelstrom, Sylvia's experienced command all the crew to secure themselves to the ship with ropes, although the maelstrom no longer made additional attacks on ships with dragon flags, but those unlucky people who were thrown out of the hull and fell into the sea by inertia were not protected.

However, when Sylvia tried to tie Adela with thick hemp rope, the mage refused her.

"You guys are waiting on the boat. ”

As the Oracle had been swirled downward by the maelstrom for nearly half the distance, Adela suddenly turned back to Sylvia.

Then she jumped into the sea.

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