readx;? Except for a few crew members who stayed to watch the ship, almost all of them landed on Epilon Island. To Ian's surprise www.biquge.info the little fat man known as "Grimm the Thief" was also brought down, and the chains on his body had been removed, but the whole person still looked cowering.

"He's the thief Green?" Tim thought incredulous, "that looks like he can steal things and kill people, can you tease me?"

Ian shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything more, he wasn't interested in the little fat man right now.

After a short period of commotion, everyone fell silent as Captain Vincent came up from the Sophia. He was carrying a dark green backpack, as if to merge with the forest in front of him, and his face was smeared with camouflage green oil. In addition to this, he also had the dark golden long knife hanging from his waist, like a battle-hardened warrior.

He looked up into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking, with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes, like excitement and composure. Eventually, he withdrew his gaze and said to everyone, "Let's go." ”

Ian could easily see how well-trained the crew was. Everyone has a fixed position, forming a circle around the team. Ian Tim, the old man Newman, and the unknown woman were protected in the middle, with the physically strong man walking on the outermost and Vincent at the front of the line.

Ian hadn't experienced what it was like to be protected in a long time. This reminded him of the volcanic mountain range of Tellmis, in that forbidden area for humans everywhere filled with death, and the hunters could only rely on themselves and the members of the same group.

And this exploration team composed of crew members is obviously much more united.

They brought enough torches with them to travel, so they must have been very experienced. They held the torches high and lit up many dark places. But no matter how you say it, it can't illuminate all the places, so the shadows that have been left out look even more terrifying.

After walking for a long time, Ian finally felt that something was wrong, and he turned to Tim and asked, "Don't you think it's a little strange?"

"Strange, weird. Tim's face was a little pale, "What the hell is this place, it's cold, I always feel like someone is blowing the wind behind my back." ”

Ian glanced back, and behind Tim was the second Murphy Stone, a taciturn black-faced man, who would not do such a boring thing, so it must be Tim's mental effect.

"Didn't you notice that we hadn't seen any animals after walking for so long?" asked Ian.

"I'm sleeping. Tim replied as a matter of course, "You think we all come out at night like we do." ”

"No, it's not a matter of night. "Besides, there are a lot of animals that come out at night, like owls. Not to mention the animals, our team is so large, and we have torches, even if there are sleeping animals, we should be awakened. But so far, we haven't seen anything. ”

"What are you trying to say?" Tim also felt that something was wrong.

"Anywhere, as long as there is a living thing, it will leave its footprints. Ian recounted his observations, "Footprints, hairs, but until now, we haven't found them. It's not so much that the animals are sleeping, it's that there are no animals at all, it's a dead island!"

Tim subconsciously gasped: "Don't talk nonsense, how can the Island of Legends be a dead island?"

He's right. At this time, the curly-haired woman who had been walking next to them spoke, "I also paid attention to it, and I didn't find any signs of animals." ”

Ian glanced at the curly-haired woman in surprise. For so many days, Ian had barely spoken to her other than to know that her name was Melissa. As if she didn't want to deal with them, she stayed in her room every day, only seeing them once in a while.

Melissa saw that Ian was looking at her, so she explained, "There is a small forest next to my house, and I can say that I grew up in the woods, so I know this place better. ”

Ian nodded, and just as he was about to say something, there was a sudden exclamation from the team in front of him. Several people turned their heads to look and saw a vague shadow under the light of the torches in front of them, like a person.

In such a place, a "man" appeared. Everyone's hearts were in their throats, especially Tim, the timid fellow who was so frightened that his face was as white as a piece of paper. His lips trembled uncontrollably, and he stammered, "That, that, what is that?"

Actually, I don't blame Tim for being too bold, because that figure is too weird. From here, it seems to be only half the height of a normal human, and the whole body presents a sense of torsion, and the whole body seems to be twisted together.

Vincent raised his hand and signaled for the team to stop first. Then he whispered a few words to the first mate, who nodded and took out a long-handled cylindrical object from his arms.

"That's a musket. Tim whispered in Ian's ear, "Just pull the button on the musket and the musket will breathe fire, causing damage." ”

Of course, Ian knew it was called a musket. After all, Ilyn was an alchemy master, and he had not only seen such things as muskets, but also played with them once or twice. He also knew that the so-called button on the musket was called the trigger, and that it did not rely on fire to cause damage, but on a small ball called a "bullet" inside, which was actually similar to a bow and arrow.

Although the power of the musket is great, the range is really not flattering, more than 100 meters has no effect, far less than the bow and arrow, and it takes a long time after the first shot to hit the second shot, so almost no hunters will choose this kind of thing as a hunting tool.

He didn't expect the first mate to have a musket on him.

Vincent asked the first mate to follow with a musket, and he walked alone towards the "figure". At this moment, his right hand is resting on the hilt of his long knife, so that in the event of an emergency, he can draw his knife at any time to complete the counterattack.

Ian had seen similar moves on a pair of brothers, and there was no doubt that Al Granger and Dennis Granger were the best swordsmen in the entire Empire. Now it seems that Vincent's swordsmanship may not be bad.

Vincent walked in front of the figure. Everyone held their breath and stared at the scene for fear of missing something. Then they saw Vincent's right hand slowly lower from the hilt, and after a few seconds, he turned around and made a gesture for everyone to follow.

Ian subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, since Vincent asked them to follow, it meant that there was no danger. So they followed, and when they could see what the so-called "man" was, Ian realized that he had relaxed too soon.

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