The Silent Death lowered all its sails and glided slowly across the inky sea. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the deep sea, such as the Lens Trench, ships cannot anchor, and if they follow the inertia, they are likely to hit the green floating island head-on.

This wasn't the Sunset Islands, and Daniel had a bit of a rough grip on the water and the ship, and when he controlled his speed and let the Silent Reaper come to a slow stop, the ship's side was less than ten meters away from the outstretched branches and leaves of the island.

Up close, Luca noticed that the green floating island was very different from his first impression.

The area around the floating island is as gentle as the beach of a small island, but the beach is made up of countless delicate young branches, and the soft and curly shoots are intertwined with each other, weaving into a green carpet with a slight goose yellow.

"It doesn't seem like it's a weed. Phil tried to judge according to his own science.

"Not really. Daniel agreed, "I don't have any control over them. ”

"It's impossible for aquatic plants to grow so tall in the air. Ollie said, pointing ahead.

Further forward from the shore, about ten meters or so, the gentle ground of plants rises sharply, forming an impermeable wall.

The vines that make up this wall are much thicker than those on the beach, and they are just as twisted and tangled. And when Lukka looked closely, he found that the branches were alive!

Every branch struggled to stretch, as if trying to find its place on the crowded walls, so that the not-so-dazzling sunlight could shine on them.

Occasionally, at the top of those strips, a small pale blue flower with five soft petals blooms at a visible speed with the naked eye, completing the entire journey from bloom to withering in less than a minute. Then, where the flowers fall, fresh vines quickly grow and join the walls.

With the withering of each small pale blue flower, the bare calyxes on the walls let out a heavy sigh.

Even people like Luca, who never seemed to know what melancholy was, could not escape the effects of that sigh, and the expression on his face became heavier and heavier.

Nora and Phil, who were a little less resistant, had tears already rolling in their eyes.

Linde was even more direct, sitting on the deck and crying "wow".

"Is this something magical?" asked Ollie, her mood at a low point, but not enough to interfere with her thoughts and actions.

"It's not magic. Lukka felt it and replied, "It's supposed to be a mental suggestion or something." ”

"yes," said Shut Up and wipe tears from her eyes with her wings, "You see even Thea is not happy anymore, she is immune to magic, we are so ......miserable"

Lukka realized that if he did not resist, his ship and crew would be left in grief and weeping to death on the trench.

He cheered up, added a hallucination technique to himself, and was about to speak, when a faint female voice sounded in his ears: "Alas, I'm so tired, it's better to lie down and sleep." ”

The voice was soft, soothing and erratic, and to Luca, it sounded like it came out of his own head.

"Well, I'm really tired. He sat on the deck, with his back against the mast, and everything around him seemed to be cut off, and he felt much more comfortable.

"Think about it, there is so much sorrow, why do you have to force your face to laugh, cry, release your sorrow, you will feel so much lighter......" the voice was still whispering in Luka's ear.

"Hmm. Lukka bowed his head.

Another voice shouted in his ear, "No! No! Don't listen to her!"

Luca's eyes were still closed, but he felt a golden light light light light up in front of him. The light seemed to penetrate his closed eyelids and fight his sleepiness.

"Don't bother......" Lukka shook his head, trying to avoid the disturbing dream.

"What is going on? There is!" the voice began to be a little anxious, and then seemed to think of something.

The golden light in front of Luka's eyes was even stronger, and the crisp sound of countless silver coins hitting each other rang in his ears.

He immediately opened his eyes, and the golden light instantly dissipated at this moment.

"Noise, fight it with a cacophony of noise!" was the last thing the voice said before it died down.

Lukka looked around, and though he himself was free from the effects of his sigh, everyone else was still sitting or lying on the deck, weeping.

"Noise?" Lukamo said as he rushed to the dining room, shortly before running back with a large metal plate.

He grabbed Daniel's scepter and tapped it on the plate.

The sound was not very pleasant, and several people on the deck were slightly affected, and turned their heads slightly. But a wave of more frustrated sighs silenced Luka's efforts.

What else can you make any noise?" Lukka scratched his head urgently. Suddenly, he remembered that he still had a hallucination in his throat.

With that large plate beating an inaccurate beat, Lukka burst out loud.

He sang very devotedly, and performed all the songs he could think of, from "The Most Dazzling National Style" to "Little Apple", and finally came to a "Song of the Five Rings".

The illusion technique had amplified his volume twenty times, and now the momentum on the deck of the Silent Death was not much worse than the square dance of the uncle and aunt. And the square dance is a recording, at least not like Luca, there is not a single tone in tune.

It was the first time the crew of the Silent Reaper had heard their own captain's song.

Many years later, historians and military scholars have made many arguments about Luca's song, and although there are many opinions, everyone agrees that it is a weapon of mass destruction that can be used against the siren's song.

"You're not done!" The first thing that couldn't stand it was to shut up, it fluttered up from the ground, and changed several times in the form of a parrot and a book, before finally choosing the most suitable form for attacking, and flew over and aimed at Luka's hair with a claw.

The singing stopped abruptly.

The rest of the crew was also freed from covering their ears and not daring to let go.

"It's horrible!" Ollie gasped, rarely with such a frightened expression on her face.

"It's terrifying, but it's okay now!" Luca's illusion effect was still there, and the sound shook the water next to the boat, "My singing voice solved this problem perfectly!"

"I'm talking about your singing, it's horrible!" Ollie said, gesturing at Luca's throat.

"Oh yes, forgot. Lukka dismantled the illusion and continued, "Didn't you just wake you up?

"Captain, please don't insult music!" As an elf, Nora has a natural affinity for music, and although she is not a musician herself, she would rather jump into the sea than listen to it a second time.