Morin suddenly put all the snacks in her hand into her mouth, turned over and jumped up, like a keen hare spotting the predator's tracks. Her ears were straight and her head slowly turned from side to side. The sun was still shining, the sea breeze was still warm, and the sea was still gently rocking the boat.

"Stop!" Mo Linshi raised her hand to her chest as if she was uncomfortable. The boat spun around in place and stopped at the place where Maureen had a finger. Maureen moved her ears and took off her hat—an act that alerted Ivan, who put her hand in her hat and fiddled with it for a moment.

Nothing happened.

"Huh, isn't that right?" said Maureense, tilting her head and bending one ear. Ivan could feel the magic in Maureen's hat at this time, it was not very strong, and he couldn't distinguish the attributes, but it was indeed strengthening. After another two minutes, Maureen tilted her head to the other side, and the sea breeze lifted her long hair, her snow-white hair shining like the sea.

"Do you need to take a look around the neighborhood?" asked Ivan. He doesn't know what kind of ability "treasure hunting intuition" is, but since it is a feeling, it shouldn't be 100% accurate. It seems that Maureen's "feeling" is the most appropriate place here. He remembered how Maureen had told her how she had entered Romesa - on the shores of the continent of Seto, she had taken a potion from her hat with space magic, evaded the second magician Gullid, and a series of bizarre events ensued.

However, before Mo 4 could answer, the sound of the wind changed.

Without warning, the wind rose around their boat, and the sea breeze rose suddenly, as if someone had dropped a boulder on the calm waters. As soon as Ivan wanted to get up, the boat suddenly tilted over, and he hurriedly got down. Reach out and grab the edge of the canopy. At this moment, he saw the sky reflected on the surface of the sea, and the dark clouds swirled, lingering in circles of thicker and thicker darkness.

"Wow!" Maureen screamed and pounced on the canopy. The waves hit her back, and she clutched the deck with her hat in one hand and the other in the other. The boat kept tilting to and fro, and the golden light of the side of the boat changed. The magic of wind and water struggles to keep the balance of the ship's hull.

There was a bang, as if someone had poured a large basin of water from the sky, and the downpour fell from the sky without even a transition. Bright lightning volleyed in the air. Ivan was still staring at the black water, the shadows of the clouds had merged into a black disc as thick as ink, as if their boat was hanging above the empty black abyss, and they couldn't even see the sea below.

No! It's not sea water down there!

Ivan jerked back, the only man still sitting in the stern of the boat, the overwhelming rain bypassing him. It's as if you've hit a transparent barrier. Asa was also staring at the darkness beneath the ship, a dim glow on his left hand.

"I see, is it really a matter of luck?" Asa turned his head to look at Ivan and Maureen. Ivan suddenly understood that it was not that Maureen did not find the exact location, but that the magic of her hat was too weak. Space Magic...... Well, on this ship, I'm afraid there is no one who can master space magic better than Asa.

The darkness of a day and a sea soon engulfed them. Ivan felt someone pull him, and then the cold suddenly came. Instinctively, he closed his eyes. When I opened it again, it was calm again.

The silver dots of light are scattered like fireflies on a summer day.

The soles of your feet are smooth to the touch. For a moment, he remembered a certain Holy Magister who liked to use crystal balls. He quickly woke up from his memories and quickly realized that he was now underwater. Just like at that time, he attacked Sloss, but fell into a coma due to his magic overdraft, and according to Aisha who was with him at the time, it was Master Laxis Flotica who stepped on a crystal ball to save them. Like a goddess falling into the sea.

Too late to miss the past, Ivan quickly glanced at the person who was dragging him beside him, and Laxis's teacher was obviously not as patient as Laxis.

"You're too slow to react. Asa said, and threw him out with a flick of his hand.

Ivan hurriedly focused his attention on the Wind Snail, which hung around his neck and had not been transformed by Maureen's poetry. It doesn't have the power of the Origin, but it's not as easy to use as the magic magic weapon. He had practiced, otherwise he would not have dared to come down to this sea, but the air curtain around him still shook for a while before all the seawater was discharged, forming a steady ball. At this time, he finally had the strength to observe the scene around him, and the first thing he heard was the scream of Maureen's poetry......

"Ahh

"You...... What's going on?" Ivan was stunned. Maureen tossed up and down in the sea as if she couldn't keep her balance, and her wind snail formed a ball-like barrier, as if a tumbling ball contained a toy. Maureen slammed down, and the ball seemed to roll down an invisible staircase, hitting an invisible wall, and came to a halt. Maureen folded her arms and looked at Asa just across from them.

She immediately held her breath.

"Alright. Asa's tone sounded soft, "Where are we going next, Maureen?"

"Ah, I...... Well...... Not here, to, slightly...... Look again. Mo Linshi shivered slightly, she knelt and sat up, the tips of her index fingers tapped back and forth, "Empty, the space seems to become, there is, there is a little bit wrong, I feel that there is a little bit of ......"

"Did I cause this?" Asa smiled and spread his left hand, "And can you still find your way now?"

"Yes, I, I'm fine!" said Maureen, who turned and ran away. Although it has a spherical barrier, Mo Linshi is not used to using this kind of prop, and the transformed Wind Conch is as good as a part of her body.

However, this is not an area with particularly strong origin magic, and the floating object glowing with silver light looks like a creature, possibly a small monster, and Ivan doesn't know very well. His perception of magic is not weak, but his surroundings are always filled with the aura of origin magic, so he is not so sharp. He sighed helplessly, trying to control the movement of the air ball as he had done in practice, keeping up with Maureen's poem.

Soon, he knew what was going on just now.

There is a fierce undercurrent under the sea, which does not flow in the same direction, but is very chaotic. Maureen had clearly learned her lesson, carefully avoiding the undercurrent, shuttling back and forth between the silver dots of light. Everywhere is the same scenery, protected by the conch of wind, they do not seem to be in the sea that does not penetrate the sun, but like wandering in the boundless starry sky, which makes people can't help but be distracted. (To be continued......)