Today's weather at sea is rarely sunny.

In such strange weather, instead of locking themselves in the cabin, everyone came to the deck.

Because in the infinite sea, sunshine is the norm.

And there is only one possibility for such strange weather, and that is that they go to a certain area and encounter a special phenomenon that may occur in certain areas.

The main reason was that this time, several Vastevans had come to their ship.

"Is this the sky outside?" Raphael, who came out for the first time, was curious about everything in this world.

If Jason hadn't stopped him, Raphael would have fallen into the sea.

The breeze here, the ocean here, the sky here, even the sun, even the white clouds floating in the sky.

All of them made her feel unusually intimate, these things that used to be in the history of books, and now they have changed from the illusion in the books to the reality of seeing is believing.

It's like a fantasy shining into reality.

Not to mention that Raphael was the only historian left of the Vastwas.

Alka: A lot of their knowledge and understanding were found through Raphael, and some of the things they didn't understand also relied on her to answer.

At this time, a faint mist filled the ocean.

It's a rare weather for the endless sea.

"So it's fog?" Raphael asked.

After all, there is no such thing in space, there is only eternal silence.

Xia Daiti next to him nodded.

"How did this fog form?"

"The phenomenon caused by the drifting and polymerization of water elements, mixed with some gaseous elements.

It is also possible that the strange weather is driven by the chaos of the surrounding environment, which may be triggered by magic. ”

Lucilia said as she sat on Alka's shoulder.

Hearing this explanation, Rafael nodded knowingly, but it was Alka who rubbed his brow and looked at the sky.

Although it is very different from what he once understood in the world, this is the truth of this world.

"What's that?" Raphael suddenly pointed to a black dot that suddenly appeared in the fog in the distance.

The appearance of such a black spot in the vast ocean was so conspicuous that Raphael, who had been observing the surface of the sea, saw it in an instant.

When they saw this black spot, they immediately looked at it.

"An island?"

"Is that the island? What does the island look like? Raphael asked, unusually curious.

Because of the fog, you can only see black spots, and you can't see anything.

And in the past few months at sea, they have not been close to the island.

You must know that Raphael and they came outside through the diaphragm clothing, Arka and they had already set sail and left Southern Cross Island.

"It's rare to meet a drifting island, so let's go up and have a look." Arka thought for a moment and said.

They also need supplies anyway, just to see if there are any materials that can be replenished in the morning at this time, and collect them by the way.

Generally speaking, on the Drifting Island, because of the relationship of time, there are a lot of beasts and plants.

Even if you don't have one, you can collect the plants on it and let the Vaswa people make a nutrient solution in case they need it.

There was no opinion from the crowd.

After all, they have been sailing for months, and it is rare to see the island.

Everyone wants to go up and relax.

This is what they do most of the time when they encounter a desert island that is drifting.

Arka patted the mast.

Dawn understood what Arka meant, and began to turn the ship's bow and sail in the direction of the black dot.

As the ships moved towards the island.

The surrounding fog gradually became thicker, and the fog became thicker and thicker, but it allowed them to clearly see the outline of the island.

Such a vision is obviously not normal.

Feeling the fog growing around him and the islands growing clearer ahead, Arka reached out and shook it.

The ethereal white mist had shrouded the ships.

"Ah, it looks like I've won the lottery." Arka couldn't help but say.

Obviously, this time they will not encounter a desert island, but an island with strange powers.

Such islands are not common, but after all, they are drifting islands, and there will always be people who will encounter them.

I just don't know how dangerous the island is.

Thinking of this, Arka couldn't help but raise his head and glance in Jason's direction.

At this time, Jason is very sensitive to any look.

"Look at what I'm doing, that's not what I said before, you can't blame me." He hurriedly cleared up the relationship for himself.

"I didn't blame you."

"Hmph, it's better to be like this."

"Do you want to go to the island?" Natsuyo asked.

Raphael, who was next to him, also seemed to sense that something was wrong and said, "Why don't we leave, and call me out the next time there is an island." ”

Arka shook his head and said with a smile, "Why are you leaving?" Isn't that the guidance of the sea? ”

Hearing this, Bororo next to him walked over directly and gave a thumbs up and smiled brightly.

"Well said, my brother."

There is always such a legend on the sea.

Sailing on the sea, every drifting island you encounter is a gift from fate.

Accept the gift rather than resist.

And the drifting island, which is obviously not a desert island, is an encounter in the dark of fate.

This was a theory that Arka had known for a long time, and most of the people who sailed on the infinite seas believed in this rule.

Although this is just an excuse for people to comfort themselves, to let themselves be in the loneliness of the sea, in the danger of the sea, to comfort themselves in a desperate situation.

Even the danger posed by the islands ahead could kill them.

This was the first time they had encountered a strange phenomenon on a lazy island.

How could it be just like that.

You must know that the drifting islands they have encountered are either desert islands or islands with some wild beasts, which is usually like that.

Raphael looked at Arka and looked at the excitement on the faces of the others.

Obviously, it didn't seem quite like what she had in mind.

It seems that she needs to understand the outside world better.

The Sound of Dawn continued to travel through the thick fog until visibility became unusually low across the ship.

Urullius, who had flown out, flew back and stood on the deck.

"I can't see it, these thick fogs are mixed with elements of magic, and they block out almost all normal gaze.

It's hard to penetrate even with special vision, they're too thick. ”

Hearing this, Arka was unusually decisive: "The protective shield is raised, and the detection fluctuation is opened to the maximum!" ”

The words fell, and the melodious singing came. A pale white, translucent shield extends from the top mast and envelops the entire ship.

The ripples of the probe began to spread outward from the bottom of the ship, as the sound of dawn had already merged with the trees on the ship. It became a living ship with life.

So she even has the ability to learn.

The ripples of the probe were silver and pierced to the bottom of the water, a spell from the Hadaiti.

Soon, the originally clear outline of the island dissipated.

Completely covered by a thick fog, they were lost in it.

"Can you still discern the direction? Has the direction changed? In this case, Arka immediately turned to Urullius and asked.

Ulullius shook her head and said, "The direction where the target is still in this direction, and the fog has not changed our perception of the direction around us. ”

"That's good."

The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and their visibility was so low that they could only see the surroundings for a few meters or so.

One fiery ball after another appeared on the ship.

Shadetti manipulated these balls of light, which were scattered around the ship.

Soon the blazing light slightly dispelled the fog and brightened up the surrounding visibility. At least they could see through the fog to the Arka and the others.

"There's no visibility, you can only rely on perception, cheer up." Arka said, looking at them.

Suddenly, there was the sound of wooden planks colliding.

Arka immediately came to the side of the boat and looked in the direction where the sound of the collision had come from.

At the edge of the ship, a wooden object crashed into the ship.

The wooden object was about two meters long and only half a meter wide.

Through the thick mist, Arka could only see a faint outline, and it was not clear what it was.

It's like a drifting debris on the sea.

But there is also a possibility that something is hidden in a place like this.

A melodious voice came, the words of the Sound of Dawn.

There is no life in it.

"Get it up."

As Arka fell, a vine stretched out and curled the object, dragging it to the deck.

As the water above went down, everyone finally saw what it was.

It's a wooden box.

The top has been seriously corroded by seawater, but the overall structure is not too much of a problem, and the wrapping is still intact.

However, it seems that some words and patterns were once engraved on the board, but now they are also blurred.

"This thing...... How does it feel a bit like a coffin? Jason said, looking at the shape.

The shape of the strip, the narrow width, isn't this a coffin?

To be honest, it's exactly the same, but it seems to be done in a more rudimentary way.

Arka waved his hand gently.

Magic pushed the lid open: "It doesn't seem like it's a feeling, it's a coffin." ”

There was a sentence in the coffin that had been completely weathered and withered, but there seemed to be something carved behind the coffin lid inside.

The coffin also contained clothes that had been completely dilapidated and rotten, as well as blackened burial metalwork.

"Stuck on!"

The click of bones colliding.

In the eyes of everyone, the skeleton actually crawled out of the coffin.

"This ...... Is this what the book calls skeleton creatures? Raphael asked, trembling but retaining his curiosity.

She'd only seen it in books.

Simon next to him nodded.

Some kind of black-green smoke emanated from the skeleton, making it even more sinister. But in Alka's eyes, the strength of this skeleton has not changed, and it is still somewhat fragile, probably around the second stage.

"I didn't expect it to be an undead." Arka said, and the golden light arrow condensed in his hand and shot out directly.

The light arrow directly pierced the skull of the undead, and then the undead, who had just crawled out of the coffin, froze in place, and the whole collapsed into a pile of bones.

Very weak skeletons, and really necromantic creatures, extremely restrained by the Holy Light.

"There will be undead, it seems that this sea surrounded by fog is not very peaceful." Looking at the undead Jason said.

Instead, Julia shook her head: "No, although there is a certain amount of undead elements in the surrounding air, it is really rare, not enough to casually let a corpse bone be directly impregnated with the concentration of an undead creature." ”

This obviously doesn't match reality.

Arka came to the pile of bones, and his eyes saw something different.

He flicked the bones and took out a bone.

In his eyes, it was a little different from bones, and it seemed to have a message attached to it.

Reaching out and gently touching it, it was probably the bone of the thigh bone.

Blurry light and shadow appeared in his mind like a phantom.

He saw a middle-aged man, who seemed to be a bricklayer, building something in the middle of the construction site, which seemed to be a temple.

For he saw a carving worker, who was carving a huge statue of a god.

Then the image becomes blurry and shattered, until it becomes like a war-torn scene.

The sky fell, a huge object.

What appeared to be a broken building, or the bow of the ship, smashed straight into the temple.

The huge temple statue that had been built was smashed and shattered under such an object, and the entire temple was wiped out in an instant.

Residential buildings in the surrounding area have also been severely affected.

A number of people dressed in religious attire are massing.

Some of the people dressed up in disarray seem to be on the attack.

The war spread to the middle-aged man's city.

Screams, cheers, war cries.

A sharp blade stretched out from the alley, and the middle-aged man who was fleeing with his family was interrupted in front of him.

Obviously, this is his death.

The phantom dissipated.

Arka looked at the bones in his hand, and the aura residue on them was already very dim.

He carefully observed the pile of bones in front of him.

The skeleton's left ring finger is missing a section, as is the middle-aged man in the vision. Apparently this is the same person.

He saw the vision, the memories that were left on the bones.

Normal undead don't have such a thing.

It seems to have been affected by the war.

But if life was to end in the name of the black damage in front of him, it was clear that he should have eaten the wilderness instead of being placed in a coffin.

"Do you feel anything?" Shadetti looked at Erka and asked, Alka's current behavior was obviously abnormal.

Arka nodded: "I have seen some fragments of memories of this undead before his death, very few, only a few are relatively clear. ”

This made everyone a little confused, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

How can you suddenly see such a thing?

"Maybe it's a little talent."

Arka said as she began to examine the coffin and the burial goods or the man's bones for something different.

What is the reason for that kind of vision, is it because this undead spirit is special? Or is this undead special in life?

But looking at the memory just now, it's obviously unlikely.

Arka didn't understand it either, so he could only study and probe carefully, trying to discover the secrets.

Suddenly, he saw a different emblem on the back of the lid of the coffin.

It was an emblem of a tombstone pierced by a scythe.

But Arka had never seen such an emblem, and I was sure I hadn't seen it anywhere else.

It seems to have a different meaning.

"Do you know? Lucilia? Arka decided to ask, by the knowledgeable Lucilia.

Lucilia, however, shook her head: "I've never seen it, I've never seen an icon like this, and I've barely seen anything like it." ”

"But tombstones from graves are often seen."

"This ...... This insignia appears to be the insignia of the burial person. Raphael looked at the pattern and said vaguely.

"The Graveman?" The crowd turned to her.

They had never heard of this at all, and Raphael actually knew, combined with historical knowledge.

Apparently, then, the man of the tomb, or the god and his emblem, must have been in the golden age.

"The Graveman, the god of the guardians, the one who sends the funeral to oneness, the sickle that leads to the afterlife.

These are all records of the past, and these are the titles of the deity known as the Tomb One.

Basically, most coffins will use the coffin of the graver, as long as there is no specific faith, after death.

It is believed that through such a coffin, the bones and souls stored inside can smoothly travel to the next life. ”

Hearing this, everyone nodded with great interest.

This kind of message can only be heard in the mouths of Raphael's people.

After all, it was information tens of thousands of years ago in the golden age.

As he spoke, Xia Daiti seemed to sense something and looked into the fog in the distance.

The thick fog shimmered green.

The crowd also saw the green light.

Suddenly, Xia Daiti clearly felt something widening.

"There are enemy ships!"

(End of chapter)