In the far sea of the South China Sea, around the unnamed islands and reefs around the Odell reefs.

A world completely surrounded by water.

This is a hidden ocean blue hole, in the middle of the reef, there is a sudden deep deep sea area, it is full of seawater, but there is a hidden drainage pipe deep in the hole.

Every once in a while, the water in the Blue Hole is completely drained until the high tide brought by the ebb and flow of the sea fills it again.

The entrance to the base of the Sequoia is located at the top of a 'Z-shaped opening' at the bottom of the Blue Hole, which has a peculiar wall of air to cut off the seawater, and the drain at the bottom of the Blue Hole may lead directly to the cooling zone, in other words, it is a hidden entrance that can never be filled, but is always blocked by the deep sea.

Of course, for pre-era civilizations, this is probably just a unique sight.

But now, it's so secretive that it's almost impossible to spot.

The survivors of the convoy back then were probably swept into this area by a heavy storm, and then happened to enter the hole when the Blue Hole was draining.

Standing on the outskirts of the reef, greedily breathing in the fresh, natural air – even if the sky and earth were filled with clouds and rain, it was better than the stuffy, insect-smelling underground ruins.

"Finally, it's finally out - the next thing is to contact Uncle Ayres......"

At this moment, Isengard finally breathed a sigh of relief, he had been tense, trying not to let himself be a burden to others, but to be able to help Master Gosai and Ian.

He's doing pretty well.

Neither Master Gosai nor Ian expected that the blonde boy who was so stupid and sweet at the beginning could still fight decently, even in the face of the battle between the mother worm and the crystal dragon, there was no stage fright, and he cooperated with Master Gosai to strike a decisive blow to defeat Patrick.

If it weren't for that shot, not to mention the outcome or defeat, I'm afraid Ian would have to be entangled with the other party for quite a long time.

In that case, the Aether Crystal Dragon may not be able to defeat the mother worm in overload time.

However, when he thought of Viscount Grant, his expression became a little strange.

- After all, Viscount Grant and Patrick are true friends.

He has a good relationship with the other party because he is Patrick's nephew, and the other party regards him as a 'friend and nephew'.

And now, my friend's nephew has killed my friend, and I still hope that Viscount Grant will have a good face for him, so I can only rely on the sentiments of the nobles and the feelings of Master Gosai.

Ask yourself, Isengard thinks that it is normal for Viscount Grant and Uncle Patrick to join forces to kill him, why don't these two friends who have grown up choose to cooperate?

It's strange to think about it......

"Uncle ......"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh again: "Obviously, there are so many opportunities to kill me, but in the end, they all gave it away." ”

"Do you want to kill me, or do you want to die......"

Forcibly cheering up, Isengard thought about it and decided not to provoke Viscount Grant.

It was up to the White Mist Bishop and Master Gosai, or even Ian, to contact the Viscount, and calling for a pilot ship was the best option.

Subconsciously, he turned his head sideways and looked at the three figures that appeared in his mind.

Bishop White Mist and Master Gosai were talking in a whisper at the edge of the reef, and even unfolded the essentia isolation sound, obviously not wanting the 'juniors' to hear it.

And Ian ......

Ethan was a little surprised to find that the young man of Bai Zhimin at this moment also showed a look that was very similar to his previous distressed expression.

At this moment, Ian was indeed in doubt.

Replaying the echoes of the past he had previously spied through the Prophetic Horizon, he frowned, realizing that there was a rather crucial question hidden in these memories.

"That's not right."

He thought to himself, and the feeling of uneasiness grew: "Father gave the blue key card to the Huaiguang disciple named Merin...... If he dies in the storm, it probably won't be a big deal......"

"But that key card should be in the hands of Viscount Grant, right?"

Ian remembered that there was a purple mist in the Viscount's Palace.

Not the viscount himself, not the Aether armament, that purple mist is the reason for the repeated attacks of the natives.

Looking back now, that was the key to the Indigenous Holy Land.

Fourteen years ago, when a storm hit both Port Harrison and Elephant Bone Mountain, the indigenous homeland, the natives found their long-forgotten ancient ancestral records and learned the location of the sacred sites they had left in the past.

Yes, the records left by the ancestors told them that there were terrible demons in the Holy Land, and there were many demonic beasts, and it was these extremely dangerous beings that forced them to leave the Promised Land.

But so what?

Compared to the current situation when they are suppressed by the Imperials, it may be what they should do now to find those ancient demonic beasts and plague poisons that can be used as 'weapons' in the Holy Land.

However, the indigenous people lack the keys.

They were missing a key that would open the front door.

"It's the key in Maureen's hand."

The riddle in Ian's mind was gradually solved, but his heart sank straight like a stone in the sea: "Morin did send the key and the escort's request for help, but Viscount Grant pretended not to know. ”

"He got the key to the main entrance to the ruins, and he also knew that there were relics of pre-era civilizations at the bottom of the South China Sea—he understood that the sacred sites of the indigenous people were ruins."

"So...... Which one is possible? ”

"It was Viscount Grant who killed Maureen for the sake of secrecy; Or was Morin so badly injured that he died before he could tell the news? ”

"Maybe at that time, Harrison Port, which was hit by a big storm, couldn't rescue a few survivors of the Guardian who were most likely dead."

Even as a prophet, Ian couldn't have predicted or spied on such details.

And, at the end of the day, whether Viscount Grant comes or not, there is no way that the survivors of the convoy who remain at the gate of the ruins will survive.

Because of hunger, because of the revived Braineater psionic energy, because of the madness brought on by fear, not long after Merlin left, cannibalism began.

They all died by each other's swords, not by Viscount Grant's extermination.

But......

It is true that the viscount did not come.

This is also true.

"Ian?"

The doubtful voices of his peers sounded in his ears, and the boy noticed his gaffe.

He took a deep breath, then his expression returned to normal.

Ian smiled and turned his head to look at Isengard: "It's nothing, it just feels like a world away, the world can be so vast, it's really amazing." ”

"Haha, I think so too - but if the tide is bigger, things will be in trouble."

Isengard also felt the same way, he was even a little 'faint' now, which was the illusion caused by staying underground for a long time, that is, he felt that the sky was an empty nothingness, and he could fall into it at any time, coupled with the surrounding tide crashing on the reef, he felt that he could not stand on his feet.

Of course, this is an impossible thing, and it is impossible for a sublimator of the first energy level to be unstable in any case.

Unless......

It's the earth and the ocean that are really shaking.

Boom......

The sound of naval artillery seemed to be heard in the distance.

"So, can I think that the Huaiguang Church is also ...... today? Dissatisfied? ”

"Huaiguang is dissatisfied with all the suffering that this world is full of, but as the 'Proverbs' say, only human beings oppress themselves, human beings mutilate themselves, and no one can untie the rope, and we will not make any choice."

"Just like back then, whoever it is?"

"Human beings will change, light will change, but Huaiguang will never change."

"Good...... Wait, the situation has changed somewhat. ”

Bishop White Mist and Master Gosai, who were communicating on the sidelines, also stopped whispering between the two older generations.

Master Gosai frowned slightly, looked at the sea area on the other side, and then stretched his brows: "Well, I didn't hear the engine of the fully armored battleship, and there was no second Aether armament, it seems that the fast fleet from the surrounding high seas came to the South China Sea to see the situation." ”

"As for now, I guess we're talking to each other."

The old man was well-informed, and he was not surprised by the noise of artillery fire gradually rising from the outside sea: "It seems that we need to contact Ayres quickly and ask him to send someone to pick us up." ”

"Otherwise, the danger may not be dangerous, but things will definitely be troublesome."