His hallucinatory imprint is very strong, but he can't see the light, the extraction of ancient bloodlines has always been a big problem, if it leaks out, he is estimated to be surrounded by a large pile of old guys and sliced immediately.

The one-time energy heart is very strong, but it can't be taken out casually, such a high energy utilization rate, can make such a big threatening magic item, this powerful technology is definitely not something he can keep alone, maybe even the existence of the chip will be implicated.

Other than that, the only thing he could use at his disposal was the talent for metal. It's a pity that the metal talent is obviously not strong enough when facing the liquefied wizard, and if there is no hallucination mark in the first two times, he and the two dark wizards still don't know who lives and who dies.

He looked at the ship to the side again, and turned to walk back to his cabin.

Three days later.

In the afternoon, half of the red sunset sinks to the sea level.

The entire blue sea was dyed red.

The first thing Angre saw when he stepped out of the room was the back of a blue-black whale the size of a ship slowly rising to the surface on the side of the fleet. The whale's back reflects the red light of the water in the setting sun.

On the sea on the side of the whale, tall and strong figures slowly arched out of the water.

These men were all dressed in blue-and-white leather armor, their ears were fish-like fins, their skin was pale blue, and they all held a one-man-tall black three-pointed fork, and there were almost twenty of them.

"Are you Nora's fleet?" asked the tallest Sea Clan, floating at the forefront.

"I'm Anifendor, Sumor, right? It seems that the prince has received a message from me. A voice in the flotilla quickly responded.

Except for the difference in ears and skin color, the sea people are the same as humans in the rest of the world.

The Sea Clan leader named Sumor waved his hand.

On the sea on the right side of the entire fleet, a dense large number of sea tribesmen suddenly surfaced.

The men split up in a group and quickly swam towards one of the ships in the fleet.

Anglie looked in their direction, and on the ship, Aini had already stepped onto deck, ready to meet the sea tribes.

As the Sea Clan approached the ship, they quickly went to the deck along the boarding board, and then a leading Sea Clan began to whisper to Aini, as if to negotiate something.

Anglie turned and walked to the deck, and saw that the three great knights of Lispel were all leaning against the side of the ship to look that way.

"Where's Mistress Pell?" he asked in a low voice.

One of the three big knights, a blonde-haired man, hurriedly took the lead to meet him.

"Your Excellency rests in the cabin. I'm sorry I told anyone not to bother her. "He seemed polite.

"What's your name, how long have you been with Master Pell?" asked Anglie casually, knowing too little about Lispel.

"My name is Del, and I was raised by Lord Pell himself. All of us are like this, all thanks to the support of Master Pell since childhood, otherwise I would have died in an unknown corner. The blonde knight smiled wryly.

"No wonder you, though you are great knights, are still willing to follow her. Angle was clear. "Do you know where Anifendor-sama comes from?"

The blonde knight exchanged glances with his companion.

"To be honest, we've never heard of such a wizard in Nora. Of the three great knights, the female knight spoke up. "It's likely that Aini is just a pseudonym, and even his face could be fake. A wizard who can have a friendship with the prince of the Sea Clan will definitely not be an ordinary nameless wizard. ”

"So which force do you belong to, Lord Pell and you?

All three of them looked slightly surprised.

The blonde knight Del wondered, "Didn't Lord Pell tell you?"

"Of course. Angre nodded.

"We are members of the Jones family of the Tower of the Six Rings. Del whispered. "The Jones family is one of the three major wizarding families in the Six Rings, and nearly one-third of the wizards in the tower are related to our family. ”

"The Jones Family" Anglie remembered the name.

Over there, the negotiations between Aini and the Sea Clan seem to be over. The group of sea tribes who got on the boat got off the boat one after another and returned to their original team.

Soon, the sea tribes slowly sank into the sea with the whales.

Above the fleet, Milisa's voice suddenly came.

"All ships, follow Aini's ships, and don't break away from the fleet without permission, or you may trigger a Sea Clan attack. ”

The voice was spoken once in Angmar, and repeated again in a language that Angret did not understand, before slowly disappearing.

Anglie looked at Ani's ship again, and sure enough, it sped up, slowly overtaking most of the ships, and came to the front.

Footsteps could also be heard on the deck behind him.

"Lord Pell. The three knights and the soldiers on duty around them all saluted in low voices.

Angel turned around and saw Lispel coming over with a tired face, dressed in a purple-trimmed white robe, with her long black hair tied in a ponytail hanging down behind her.

"Looks like we're going to need a detour. In front, the sea tribe is isolating this sea area, and it is estimated that they are doing something. Lisper said lightly.

Anglie didn't answer, he could already faintly smell the smoke of burning wood wafting in the wind. There was also a hint of gore mixed with it.

Soon, on the right side of the fleet, a somewhat vague scene gradually appeared on the sea in the distance.

A large group of sea tribes densely surrounded a huge black building ship, half of which burned violently, and red flames and white ice cubes continued to shoot out from its body, occasionally mixed with some green acid balls.

The energy of the spell kept the surrounding sea clans from approaching for a while, but once the spell stopped, they would immediately rush to it.

The sea tribes at the forefront all held a white half-round wooden shield, and the middle of the shield was engraved with a black figure of an eye. Spell energy smashed on the shield, but it couldn't break the shield.

"It looks like they're draining that ship's combat power. Angliel whispered.

"The unification of the Sea Clan has accelerated, and the thirst for land of these fish ears has not been cut off since ancient times. Now that Nora's relationship with them seems peaceful, it has actually begun to strain. Lispel seemed to be explaining, as if she were talking to herself. "Let's hope the ship gets out safely. ”

The surrounding knights and soldiers also consciously retreated, this was a conversation between the two wizards.

"Isn't there no war yet?" Angre smiled, "How about the blood of the earth rhino that was given to you the day before yesterday?"

"Very nice. Lispeer nodded, "Originally, I had already started to prepare for the energy-inflection ceremony, and it seems that it is not so early for the time being. ”

"After the quantification, it will always stay at the original level, and it is better not to choose that unless necessary. Anglie retracted the smile on his face.

"No wizard would choose to energize himself if he was not forced to do so. Not everyone likes to be inhuman. Lispeer replied lightly.

"The blood of the rhinoceros you used to take it yourself? Angel sensed the residual smell of blood on her.

"Wizards are more or less likely to have after-effects on their bodies, like the diamond-shaped metal on your hands. Lispel clearly didn't want to talk about it. "We're almost on the island, and we're going to have to get ready to change boats. ”

"Really?" said Anglie, looking ahead, where the shadow of the land could be faintly seen at sea level.

After a long circle, in the evening, the flotilla finally dropped all the soldiers on a publicly manned mining island.

The sorcerers on board, six in all, with their respective followers, all got on a small boat, and under the cover of night, quietly left the island and headed for the deep-sea area that the sea clan did not occupy.

The sky was cloudy, blue-black.

The sea was covered with a thick white fog, and it was impossible to see anything clearly. The ship moved slowly through the thick fog.

There were six figures standing on the deck.

Standing at the bow of the boat at the front was a thin old woman in a white robe, none other than Milisa.

In her hand she held a small stone disc of gray color, with a thread hanging from the bottom and a small black and red stone hanging from the line. The stone pulled strangely at the thin line in front of it, as if an invisible force was pulling it forward.

The thread was stretched straight, as if it were about to be pulled off at any moment.

Mirissa stared at the small stone with a solemn expression.

"Right ahead, this stone is a little gadget I originally left on the island. It can carry us through the fog. She whispered.

Behind her, Aini and Old Man Belen stood together, and the two looked unusually intimate.

Quezman stood alone, his hands folded and staring coldly at the stones.

Angele and Lispel stood together, both expressionless.

Except for the position where the six people were standing, the thick white fog could not see the five fingers, and they could not see the direction at all.

"In such a dense fog area, no one can follow us at all, and there is no need to stun all the followers on the ship. Kuizhiman said coldly.

"Just in case. Aini glanced at him and replied equally lightly.

"It's almost there!" said Milisa.

As soon as her words fell. The front of the entire ship suddenly became dark.

The ship burst out of the fog and into the sea under the cover of night.

Far ahead.

The sky was cloudy, blue-black. There is only a little blue reflection on the surface of the sea.

A raised black shadow stood silently on the horizon, the island they were heading to, the destination of this voyage.

Shadowy clouds slowly peeked through the islands, and a dull white light shone down from the sky and landed on the island.

It gives a sense of mystery and silence.

"That's it!" Mirissa looked up, looking at the island in the distance, a hint of relief on her face. "Here we are. ”

The boat slowly headed towards the island, making a white trail on the black sea.

(To be continued)