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The crew's ranks walked slowly in the darkness, treading over the water-ridden ground, their footsteps drowned out by the sound of rain.

There were many man-made structures on the island, and they used the ruins of them as signposts when they disembarked, but now they were all swallowed up in darkness, and the island had nothing but the sound of rain, as if walking in the deepest ocean.

There was only bottomless darkness ahead and around him, no hope, no direction, and the only light in his hand was burning slowly.

Gilcias became more and more anxious in his heart, the journey from leaving the rain shelter to now had definitely exceeded thirty-five minutes, but his spiritual perception told him that he had not yet entered the spiritual observation range of the "Death Signal"!

They're either going in the wrong direction or they've been going around in circles!

"Compass! Who brought a compass or a compass! He finally couldn't take it anymore and roared in a low voice, "Lost, we all have to die here!" ”

The team stopped, pirates, you look at me, I look at you, and the last man showed the broken compass in his hand:

"We've been walking in the direction of the 'Death Number', Second Mate!"

The red and blue hands of the compass shook slightly, and Gilcias grabbed it, changing the angle left and right several times, and the pointers were firmly pointing in one direction, and they didn't seem to be damaged.

He couldn't tell if the compass was pointing correctly: "Then why hasn't it arrived yet?!" ”

"No, I don't know......," the seasoned sailor with the compass bowed his head in fear, "maybe it's because it's been thundering?" Lightning affects the compass ......"

Gilcias's eyes were red: "You don't need to talk about this kind of thing!" I just wonder if the compass is still useful now?! ”

"But, probably...... Didn't ......."

"Then why didn't you say it earlier?!" Gilcias's emotions were out of control at this moment, and he roared angrily, "You wasted twenty minutes of lamp oil, and I'll skin you now!" I'm going to boil you into lamp oil! ”

Everyone was silent, and Anderson couldn't help but speak:

"Now it's raining so hard that it's all wet. Don't look at me like that, I mean people who are soaked can't make lamp oil, it's too much time to bake and dry, maybe there's something else to do with it. ”

Not a brainless plea, but a rational analysis of the pros and cons, Gilcias was persuaded by this reason, he slowly released his fist, and the dark blue flame in his palm flashed. He glanced coldly at the sailor, who had already made the other into steaming broth and lamp oil in his mind.

"The Sword Comes"

The sailor bowed his head, his body trembled violently, and he did not dare to speak again.

The others around him silently moved away from him, squeezing him to the periphery where the adventurers were.

"What now?"

The adventurers' faces were also grim, and one of the men wearing glasses said, "I have done divination, and if I have completely lost my way, I can choose to follow the direction of divination." ”

Gilcias frowned: "What path are you?" ”

The man in glasses replied, "Voyeur." A occultist who has mastered certain divination skills. ”

"What's your divination problem?"

“…… Directions to safe areas. The occultist calmly spoke, "Divination is only a multiple-choice question, not a direction, and at the moment it suggests that I am going straight ahead. The other thing is that the 'Death Signal' is beyond my divination power, so the 'safe place' is not necessarily the place where the 'Death Signal' is. ”

"Why don't you tell the port where the Death is docking?"

"There is more than one port on this island, and the one that docked at it is impossible to divinate because of the existence of the 'Death' itself."

Anderson scrambled ahead of Gilcias to speak:

"The compass is dead, we can't find the port, which means we don't really have a choice now?"

The man in glasses nodded solemnly.

"Let's go." Anderson nodded, his tone relaxed, "Walk for five minutes and then re-divinate the direction, the lamp will burn for more than half an hour at most, and my spirituality will also be consumed a lot, I hope I can reach that safe place before it is completely extinguished!" ”

So they began to regroup their formation and slowly continued to move forward.

……

The city of Kang, Byam.

After sending off the fat pharmacist, Crane returned to Byam to prevent a narrow encounter with the unidentified Aurora powerhouse while possessing the "Eyes of All".

Now, he's sitting at his desk in the hotel, brown letterhead spread out, dark red absorbent pens rustling.

Crane first cares about Mr. Azik's recent condition, and then mentions that when he was looking for a magical item that could steal someone else's extraordinary abilities, he found that someone was parasitized by outsiders.

Then, as if in passing, he asked if there was a way to bypass the parasitic outsider to alert the host.

With this in mind, he said that he had learned from others about the "Time Worm" related to the high level of the "Thief" path, and had figured out the material for such a thing to be used as a sacrifice for important rituals and a high-level charm, but he did not know exactly how to do it.

Call...... Crane put down his pen, folded the letterhead, took out the brass whistle, brought it to his lips, and blew hard.

The black-haired, snake-tailed demigod appeared as usual, but this time he had a few brightly colored feather ornaments on his body, which made Crane can't help but look twice.

He handed the letter over, the demigod took it, and disappeared in place.

After doing all this, Crane did not unfold the paper crane, and consulted Will Unsetin, the "snake of mercury", with the same content.

This is because he found a not very good thing, the thousand paper cranes are not magical items or extraordinary weapons, they are just ordinary pieces of paper folded, and after being rubbed repeatedly by the eraser, they have shown signs of fragility, and if they come a few times, they may be broken directly.

"Or wait until there is something very important to contact before considering it, for example, Mr. Azik doesn't know how to bypass the possessed old man to remind Leonard......" Crane shook his head silently, quickly packing up the items on the table.

"Be a tourist today, relax, and tomorrow start looking for opportunities to play really!" Crane gathered his thoughts, put on his coat, took off his top hat, and walked out of the hotel room.

He's going to watch the sunset on the hill outside Port Olavi!

The idea stemmed from a best-selling book written by Leon Mastan, who was born in Olavi and settled in Beckland at the age of 20, in which he emotionally described the sunset over Mount San Draco, the port of Byam, as the most beautiful scenery he had ever seen.

Crane rode out of town in a horse-drawn carriage and walked to the base of San Draco Mountain, where he climbed the low peak in just one hour.

The port is on the high side of the mountain, so it was not damaged much by previous tsunamis

As the clock ticked, the sun set and burned the blue ocean to the left of the peak, casting a golden hue over the green woods and vast fields on the right.

All the colors bloom in their last brightness at this moment, and then gradually dim until they dim.

Boats entered, horse-drawn carriages entered the city, and busy people returned home along the road beside the orchards in the wheat fields.

When darkness began to envelop the land, a little warm light lit up inside and outside the city, like a brilliant jewel on black velvet.

It's really beautiful...... Crane admired it for a moment, until the lights representing each family came into his eyes.

He turned in silence and returned to the bottom of the mountain road, surrounded by blackened trees, and then walked some distance to hire a wagon at the edge of the port city.

The carriage moved smoothly, and the elegant street lampposts of iron black quietly retreated in the dim light, far away.

After some time, Crane returned to the hotel, took out the key, and opened the door.

Inside the room, the bed, the desk, and the chair all lay quietly in the thick darkness, silently reflecting a little crimson moonlight.

Crean closed the door very slightly, and walked to the window, standing in the shadow of the curtain, unmoved for a long time.

The lights are shining outside.

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The occultist was constantly changing faces, using divination to find the right direction, and behind him, the lamp in Gilcias's hand was already crumbling, and Anderson's face was unusually pale.

The tallest man on the team of adventurers stepped forward in silence and took Anderson's place.

A white glow of dawn emanated from his body, just large enough to envelop the front of the line.

Sequence 6 of the Warrior Path, a "Knights of the Dawn"! With the excellent combat skills of the warrior path and the special attack on various monsters, even Gilcias will not rush to fight him, and he is the reason why the pirates who have the upper hand in numbers do not dare to act rashly.

The adventurers breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of the light, and the demon sailors had to pull back a little to avoid being within reach of the dawn light.

This light doesn't actually do much harm, but it is still instinctively resisted by evil creatures.

"Damn, shit! How far is it?! ”

This was the fourth time he had stopped, which meant that twenty minutes or so had passed, and as the time for the oil lamp to go out was getting closer, Gilcias was getting more and more irritable.

The one who made him irritable the most was this warrior! The thought that after the kerosene lamp went out, he and others would be swallowed up by the darkness, and that these adventurers would be able to rely on occultists and warriors to continue to survive and even find a safe place, Gilsias felt even more unhappy than dead!

"Divination is not possible to directly divinate the specific distance...... "The occultist was already in a cold sweat.

"Shut up! I know! ”

This is the first time he has shouted and screamed for I don't know how many times, and anyone with a discerning eye can feel that this second mate's mood is abnormal, and his spirit is not normal, as if he has reached the verge of collapse.

Because of this, no one dared to remind him, for fear of stimulating him out of control on the spot.

As they walked, an adventurer suddenly disappeared on the spot, and everyone instantly focused their attention and prepared in an instant. In the next second, the adventurer appeared again, but was startled by everyone's vigilant and ferocious gaze.

"What's wrong?" He asked, confused.

"You just disappeared." The Knight of Dawn said in a deep voice, his hand already touching the wooden sword at his waist.

He immediately understood his current situation and quickly shouted, "I'm normal!" I didn't turn into a monster! You see, I'm still standing in the morning light, I'm normal! ”

As he spoke, he felt a slight stinging pain in his wrist, and subconsciously hid behind him, but was grabbed by the sharp-eyed Gilcias and pulled his hand into the eyes of everyone.

Another fresh trail of blood on his wrist!

The crew members invariably thought of the layer of skin that disappeared before, and quickly asked the pirate who was injured before to compare, and the position of the cut marks on the wrists of the two was actually exactly the same!

"I'm not a monster!" The adventurer shouted in a panic, "I'm not a monster, I'm just injured in the dark-"

Bang!

Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked out of the range of light by Gilcias.

The adventurer's body dissolved into the darkness along with the sound, and there was no sound of landing, and the world evaporated.

Everyone looked at the place where the adventurer disappeared in front of them, and no one noticed that a black object with long hands suddenly sprang out of the darkness behind them, instantly enveloping a pirate on the edge and dragging him into the darkness!

After about a second, the pirate returned to the group intact.

The adventurers were somewhat dissatisfied with Gilcias's actions, but no one was born to blame. After a few dozen seconds, the team began to move slowly forward again.

Syllable.

The pirate at the very end turned his head sharply, and he suspected he had heard footsteps. But there was nothing but darkness behind him.

After walking dullly for a while, a few people holding wooden planks to protect themselves from the rain suddenly spoke in surprise:

"The rain has stopped!"

Everyone's spirits lifted, and Anderson hurriedly threw a fire raven backwards, only to see the fire crow pass smoothly through the gap between the heads of the crowd and the plank, and then be drenched by the rain at the edge of the lamp, and extinguished in the sound of the clang.

"It's not Yuting, it's us who entered a place to block the rain!" Anderson's tone suddenly became active, and everyone looked happy.

The huge plank was lowered, and one of the men turned the plank sideways and tried to stretch it in the direction of the surroundings, only to hear a soft "click" and the edge of the plank hit the wall!

"Cave! It's a cave! ”

The distance on the other side was quickly calculated, and the occultist, who was under the most pressure, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The light source began to move, and they cautiously approached the place where there was a wall, and soon, the light illuminated a rock wall. Touching the dry stones, whether it is a pirate or an adventurer, invariably rises to the joy of the rest of the catastrophe.

In a cave that is dry and sheltered from the rain, dry your clothes and light a fire, you can last a long time.

"Here are the bones of livestock!"

After a little more walking, a pirate keenly spotted the skull of a cow or sheep. He smiled: "This bone is very new, maybe someone came here some time ago and slaughtered cattle and sheep here!" ”

Further on, they found many scattered bones, but fortunately, they were identified as the bones of livestock.

It's new, it's all haphazardly placed here, and it looks like it was a few months ago.

"Who would come here? Still with so many animals? ”

Such a question arose in everyone's minds at the same time.

The crew walked through the bones that had been removed, and the uneasiness in their hearts grew stronger. At this moment, the warrior who was walking in front suddenly kicked something, and he lowered his head and saw—

- A human skeleton on its knees with its head forward.

The warrior froze, he froze for a moment, unable to comprehend the reason why this human skeleton was here.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew through the back of his neck, and the Knight of Dawn subconsciously gathered his light and made a posture of preparation, and at the moment when the cave became dark, the pirate beside Gilcias suddenly reached out and lifted the lid of the oil lamp, and blew lightly, blowing out the fire.

The cave was plunged into darkness.

……

Agaritu followed the group from a distance, watching as the team walked to the depths of the island under the guidance of the compass, and walked a long way away from the harbor where the "Death Strike" was located.

After losing his compass, he followed the results of the occultist's divination and walked slowly along a path that accurately bypassed the low vegetation and the remains of buildings. In this wasteland, only this path, which is only two or three meters wide, is free of debris, as if it had been carved out by hand, and people had walked through it not long ago.

Behind a stone, Agaritu narrowed his eyes and picked up a small golden part from the edge of the stone at his feet.

The rain automatically separates above his head, leaving a dry space. He wiped the dirt off the small part, an object the size of a fingernail that was delicate and incompatible with the Sea of War's art because it was a metal zipper clasp.

Something from the outside world, with obvious characteristics of the times, appeared in the sea of the Divine War, and this road was the path of pilgrims in ancient times......

Agaritu pondered, and he continued along with the group, trembling at a "human-skin shadow" on the road, and finally entered a ruin with a long walkway.

Lightning flashed, and behind the walkway was a huge building, somewhat like the black monastery that had appeared in the previous collective dream.

The walkway is actually a fork in the road, one to the left and one to the right. The inner wall on the right side is painted with simple murals and signs, depicting many people in white robes, leading various cattle, sheep and livestock in a long procession.

At this fork in the road, the white-robed believers drove the cattle and sheep to the left aisle, and themselves to the right. The cattle and sheep were divided into small pieces by a man in armor with a large sword and piled on levers, opening the door at the end of the aisle on the right.

Below are a few words written in the ancient giant language.

"A Sacrifice to God"

"Pray for the ...... The Sacred ......"

The sacrifices to God were driven to the front, and the shepherds who were to pass through the road walked behind.

Sure enough, at the entrance of the aisle, the occultists did one last divination, and they slowly walked into the sacrificial passage on the left, guided by fate.

"To go to the kingdom of God is to bring sacrifice...... Stand to reason! ”

Agaritu watched their backs slowly disappear into the depths of the passage and laughed with relief.

"It's really right to bring more people, it's always going to be useful."

TBC

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Think about it carefully, according to the direction of other fandoms, after Zhenzao figured out Crane's identity, it was almost time to find a way to find a seat in the spiritual source castle at his own expense and play with others, considering that there were people in the "upside-down hanged man", there should be some terrifying traditional arts.

The decay of the night in which they beat each other on chairs:?

True creation to the night and decay: hold a trace of ah, two of you, as soon as you come, you have your own place......

(I haven't seen this plot in any fandom yet.,If there's any similarity, I'm guessing for sure.)