In short, judging from the information given by the City of Knowledge, if you want to find a distant god, you must first find the children of destiny in a certain race. That's a lot of trouble.

No one in the Terrans wanted to find this so-called child of destiny, and the declining church was powerless about it. The elves have mysteriously disappeared and are nowhere to be found.

The Sea Clan is in decline and in a difficult situation, and it is estimated that there is not much effort to use in this regard. The situation within the dwarves is unknown, and the orcs are very enthusiastic about it, but it is not known if there is a result.

The above is an internal analysis of the data, in which the various races have been looking for the Child of Destiny for more than a hundred years, and there is no clear result until now.

The most promising to find the son of destiny in the clan is the dragon clan, and the analysis in the data believes that the dragon clan is scarce in number and powerful. The race that is most likely to find the son of destiny within the clan.

"In other words, will I pay attention to finding a place for dragons to live in the future?"

An Ling touched his chin and carefully looked at the brief information in his hand.

Even the capital of knowledge, which is known as having the most knowledge in the world, knows very little about the details of this legend. If An Ling really wanted to see the gods, maybe he would have to ask the high-level leaders of the churches of all ethnic groups.

But he was not in a hurry about it, he was interested in the sleeping gods, but not so much either. He still feels quite comfortable in this free world where the gods are sleeping.

For An Ling, it is worth paying attention to, probably after collecting the eight monsters left by the ancient demon gods, exploring the mysteries of the demon gods, and breaking through the limitations of his own demon king's soul level.

However, this matter is not urgent for him.

The gods are sleeping, the demon king in the abyss, or any evil god, he is not very afraid, and the increase in strength is not urgent for him.

An Ling is only in an embarrassing state of weakness now, his own strength is only one percent of the peak, if the situation is urgent, he will eat hundreds of thousands, millions of intelligent beings by the way, and everything will recover.

The most important thing is to watch and enjoy this wonderful world before it is destroyed.

"Hmm~"

An Ling wanted to see more information about the legends of the Eight Great Monsters, but he confidently thought about it, whether it was too tiring to use his brain so much at night. So An Ling put away the materials in his hand again, and lay on the bed in a daze against the ceiling.

At this moment, some demonic voices came into his ears.

"To the Great Abyss......"

"Praise you ......"

There are actually people on the boat who are doing a prayer ceremony to the abyss, praying.

An Ling pursed the corners of his lips and wanted to take a look, but found that Hina was sleeping with him in her arms, and extinguished this thought.

He had almost turned his back on the abyss now, and it stands to reason that it would not be easy for him to hear others praying to the abyss. The reason why I can hear it now is probably just because we are in the same boat, and the distance is too strong.

"It's boring."

An Ling listened to those prayers for a while, and found that these people were really just praising the abyss. He used his strength to actively block out those sounds.

It's stupid to pray to the abyss, and not ask for something from the abyss. Both the will of the abyss and the demon kings in the abyss are very generous and generous, and they basically respond to their needs.

Listening to the waves and thunder, An Ling was silently in a daze all night, feeling good about himself.

The next morning, the continuous thunderstorm finally stopped, according to the seafarers, not because the storm really stopped, but because the cruise ship sailed out of the stormy sea.

Last night, the first mate and the captain took turns to change shifts, so that the cruise ship drove faster, and only then did we have this good result.

On the second day of the cruise, the entertainment facilities on the luxury cruise ship were finally opened. Casino chess and card rooms, tea houses and cafes, fencing rooms, dance halls, Diaoyu Tai and other entertainment venues are fully open.

The liveliest place in the casino, the favorite of the wealthy high-rollers on cruise ships. But of course, the members of this kind of local adventure group know how not to go.

Maggie, Sheena, Amy, they're interested. And they had turned around everywhere on the ship, except for the casino and the fencing arena.

"Fencing room?"

Talia remembered what embarrassing memories of the face

It turned red, and its head spun back and forth like a wave drum.

"No, no, no, what's there to go to that kind of place! Your swordsmanship stinks to death. ”

"But it's not good to run around like this."

An Ling twisted his nose.

He didn't quite understand Talia's thoughts, and the last time he went to a similar place, he had brought it up, but this time he was very reluctant.

Woo! Woo!

Suddenly, there was a long, dull murmur in the distance of the sea.

Dozens of wooden, black-flagged boats sped toward the cruise ship from the other side of the ship in an arrow-shaped queue. Artillery was fired even from a distance.

There are muskets in this world, and naturally there are cannons, and even magic cannons.

"What's going on? Pirates hijacking ships? ”

Talia looked stunned.

"A group of small wooden boats robbed the ironclad magic ship?"

"Haha~"

When An Ling heard this, he couldn't help but sneer.

The pirate ships in the distance are actually not small, but they are small compared to the ironclad giants like the Snowflake cruise ship. There was a sense of comical rushing towards the Snowflake.

"Wait, Talia, what's that?"

An Ling confidently looked at the distance by the sea, and realized that something was wrong.

I saw that behind the queue of wooden boats, there was actually a bystander who was only a lap smaller by the Snowflake, it was dark blue and gloomy, surrounded by a circle of black water mist, and the deck was full of dead air.

It's a ghost ship.

"Ghost ships? How is this possible? Isn't the ghost ship a legend in a storybook? ”

Taria's face changed instantly.

Just then, an emergency alarm sounded on the Snowflake, and the captain's anxious voice rang out from various magic amplification devices.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen, the Snowflake has been attacked by unknown pirates, and the situation is urgent, please return to your cabin immediately and do not come out until the battle is over! Again, the situation is urgent! ”