"Why, didn't you sleep well last night?" looked at the elven mage who kept rubbing his eyes, Gale looked puzzled.

Hearing this, Lanlos stopped his movements and glanced at Stella Gosa behind him with resentful eyes. Although he was quickly healed with the holy light, the force of this little girl's punch last night was really impressive.

Around the left eye, even now there is a dull pain.

"Well deserved. Seeing the other party looking at her, the elf girl turned her head with her hands on her chest, obviously angry.

Anyway, at least the tricky problem was forgotten. Lanlos, who considered himself unlucky, sighed lightly and shook his head towards Gail: "No, I slept well last night, but I didn't know what to scratch in the middle of the night." ”

"That's new, I haven't seen a mouse in years. Gail smiled, didn't ask too much, and then turned his puzzled gaze to the girl behind him, "I don't know who this is?"

"Stella Gossa, the dragon from yesterday. ”

Lanloth's understatement set off an uproar in the crowd. Blue dragons rarely leave Asuna, and the Viku people's knowledge of dragons is limited to those storm dragons created by Odin.

The dragons who manipulate the storm and the thunder can't change into a human form.

"So you're all in this together. Looking back and forth at the two of them with the same size and long ears, Gail seemed to understand something, and then quickly pulled the sluggish Colon to apologize, "Sorry, we didn't know this before, I hope you don't mind too much." ”

"It's okay, that's all in the past. With a wave of his hand, Lanlos didn't bother to explain anything, "Speaking of which, are your people ready?"

"Of course. Gale stepped out of the way, revealing the heavily armed Veku warriors behind him.

"What are you going to prepare?" Stella asked, confused, grabbing the hem of Lanros' coat and whispering.

"They know that the fog changes every few days, so I think that's probably the key to solving the problem. While looking at this team of giants with high fighting spirits, Lanlos explained simply.

As if to confirm his words, a strange sea breeze suddenly poured out of the mist, bringing the smell of damp sea and igniting the fighting spirit of the people of Viku.

"Where do we start?" Gale clutched the terrifyingly large sword, full of confidence in the 'Apostle of Odin'.

"There are not many places where large ships can dock, Your Excellency Tide Caller, apart from the Tide Harbor, is there any other place nearby that can accommodate 100-meter-level ships to pass?"

Ship traffic?

"What are you talking about?" Stella scratched her cheek, even more dazed.

"Don't worry, trust me. The mage smiled mysteriously and did not continue to explain.

Hearing this, Gail put away the doubts in his heart, and after pondering for a while, a gleam flashed in his eyes: "The southwest side of the Tide Harbor, located at the mouth of the sea, is quite consistent, and many black ships that left the port in the past were trading prohibited goods there. ”

"The Stygian Cliff? Lanlos smiled confidently and immediately shouted at everyone, "Let's go!"

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Woo——!

The long, low sound of the trumpet spread far away in the mist, as if from an eternal call, calling the countless sinful souls to the eternal destination of their hearts.

Cluck~

In the mist, a black shadow that seemed to swallow everything gradually thickened, and as it continued to intersect with the sea, there were bursts of oozing strange sounds from time to time.

Soon, the dragon-like shadow became clear. A ship, a large ship made from the bones of all sorts of terrifying beasts. The moist aquatic plants all over the body seem to have just been salvaged from the bottom of the sea.

However, it is not an abandoned ship.

At the top of the dragon-like bow of the ship, a Veku man wrapped in dark robes stood silently against the sea breeze. The hood hid the entire upper half of his face in shadow, and only the fiery white eyes swayed in the sea breeze. As for the lower half of his face, it was completely obscured by the thick beard that reached to his abdomen.

Weirdly, his cloak. As the breeze blew it, the inner lining of the cloak turned out to be crystal clear, like a star.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the square lantern in his hand, in which the soul fire that is as white as his eyes burns, even in the face of the oncoming howling wind and waves, he is not afraid at all.

The whole skeleton ship was very quiet, except for the slight sound of the hull sailing, only the oozing dead silence remained.

Perhaps, the only living creature on the ship was the one in the bow.

No, he's not necessarily a living thing.

Finally, something different appeared in front of the fog, a huge reef platform almost flush with the deck. Descending from the platform is a natural flat slope. At this moment, whether it is the slope or the platform, there are translucent white figures standing one after another.

Hablon moved, he raised the lantern in his hand, and without any words or instructions, the huge bone ship slowly docked, and came to a steady stop in front of the platform.

As the helmsman of the Nagfar, he was already able to control the ship by himself. He couldn't even remember how long it had been.

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years?

It didn't matter, the important thing was that he knew that this group of souls sent to the abyss of the underworld would definitely make his master very satisfied.

The godless gaze looked at the little men in the ghost who were being pushed onto the bone boat, and the desperate faces made the corners of Hablon's mouth tremble, revealing an expression that he almost forgot. A hideous smile.

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"I, yes, mom, ......" Standing on the edge of the boat, Gail followed the fishing boat slowly forward and carefully examined every corner of the behemoth in front of him, expressing the infinite surprise in his heart word by word.

The staggered stacked bones were like ice cubes, sending them a strange chill all the time. It was the breath of death.

"This is the Nagfar? I've only heard of it in the old man's story, but I didn't expect to see ......it with my own eyes in my lifetime."

"Are you scared?" asked Lanros with a teasing look on his face, seeing Gale trembling uncontrollably.

"Scared?" Gail smiled disdainfully, but the frequency of his body trembling became more pronounced, "I'm excited, we're making legends, we're making history!"

"You'd better put away your excitement first. Lanlos shook his head helplessly, "We haven't even gotten on the boat yet." ”

"It's not easy? throw the hook, board the boat, and kill them by surprise. ”

"Don't be so anxious. Stopping the Viku warriors who were eager to pick up the hook and rope, Lanlos raised his hand, and a dim purple eyeball came around the edge of the Nagfar, "Kvadir is embarking, now is the time when the guards on board are most vigilant, let's wait a little longer, and take them down in one fell swoop when they are sure they are safe to turn around and are ready to leave." ”

"Ha, in the face of this situation, you actually made me wait? ”

"The process is not important, it is the result that matters. Otherwise, you won't have anyone to help you write your achievements. ”