A flood of spells and obstacles stood in front of them, and Shakorin asked, "Your Highness, what should I do?

Fayle had been trying to find Fekren's magic mark, after all, he had a close relationship with Feagleen's magic and could easily capture his breath. Sure enough, as they approached the door, he felt the faint magic of Feckelen. In the next moment, he dragged Deirrando and teleported directly to the underground cell where the blood elves were kept.

Entering the cell, the mage immediately lit a lighting spell, and the small magic ball of light was much darker than usual due to the influence of the surrounding magic spells, making it seem more and more eerie here. There was knee-deep liquid under their feet, which must have been the mixture of wine, water, and oil.

The feet of the Blood Elf on the platform were already soaked in liquid, and it should be said that it was because of these liquids as a medium that his magic found a trace of leakage. Vines that could be seen and touched, but were not corporeal, covered the ground. Diarrando slashed, and soon cut off all the vines that had grown from under Fekerlen's feet. After losing contact with the main body, the demon vine quickly withered and turned into a white wreckage.

After clearing the vines that had spread, Deirrando did not untie the shackles on Fickeren's body, and directly cut off the black iron frame behind him, and then motioned to Fair to put the barrel he brought on the stone platform away from the ground next to him, and open the lid.

The inside of the barrel was evenly stained with a thick layer of pumice powder, and if the lid was closed, it would be equivalent to a sealed pumice box. Diarrando directly pinched Fecalen into a sphere with the torture instrument attached to it, and then stuffed it into the barrel. Because the pumice stone has just been stained for a short time. So the blood elf's body rubbed a lot.

Fortunately, the remaining powder processed by the Dreadnosaur King was also brought, and Dearlando poured it directly into it. Then after closing the lid, he glued the sealing place with a layer of glue, and after carefully inspecting it, he nodded, signaling that Fayle could pass the two people out, after all, the air in this dungeon was already very thin, and after a while, both of them felt dizzy.

At this moment, a strange phenomenon occurred, and the wooden barrel that had been placed on the table floated high. Dearlando hurriedly reached out and grabbed it. As a result, after a while, even he was carried by the barrel and floated. It's like the last time I encountered a pumice cannon.

"I see, this thing floats when it absorbs energy, no wonder it flies faster and faster after the last time they hit Ryses with the pumice cannon. The dragon's energy is immense. Can activate pumice stone more quickly. That's fine. Let this barrel slowly absorb the magic overflowing power of Ficceren, this barrel is very strong, and it is estimated that it will not be able to break for a while. Fayle. Let's go. ”

Fayer immediately sent the two back to Achille and Luna with a short teleportation scroll, and everyone looked excited when they arrived at the docks. Ruidan rushed up and said happily, "Big brother, you have succeeded, and those ghost vines have all disappeared. ”

Diarlando patted his brother and said with a serious face: "That's only temporary, it won't last long, you still continue to evacuate people, I can't guarantee how long the current method can last." In addition, I have obtained the compass, and I plan to go to sea immediately to find the Forgotten Isle and let Reses perform the trial ritual. Is there a ship that can leave right away?"

Ruidan was embarrassed and said: "Yes, yes, but big brother, how can a ship on the sea come as fast as a sky airship......?"

With that, Dearrando remembered that the two fastest airships in the world had just been dismantled......

At this time, Shakolin hurriedly swam back, and he had just noticed that Diarlandor's position had moved through the totem knight's senses, and he immediately rushed over. Dearlando just asked him, "Does White Mordy still have a flying airship?"

The shark turned his head to look at the sky, counted the time, and said, "It won't be long before Hovland's flight arrives, or shall we use that?"

"Okay, by the way, if we dismantle the pumice stone in that spaceship and repair one of the two now, can we make the ship fly faster?" asked the Dreadhorn King who was tied up by Zoya.

The Dreadhorn King said with a bitter face, "Yes...... The drive balls are all the same size. But we're going to have a lot of time. ”

"Then don't waste time, Shakolin, let's go, Ruidan please prepare the ship's supplies, and we'll do the Red Butterfly." Please remember to prepare more meat!" When the last sentence floated into the ears of Ruidan, who had been left in place again, the shark had already turned into a small dot, and everyone looked at each other, thinking that he was really in a hurry.

By the time everyone took the boat down the river and returned to the artist's dock, the supplies arranged by Ruidan had already been delivered and were starting to load the Red Butterfly. Halfway through the load, the shark rushed over in the scorching sun with two men on his shoulder.

Shakolin put the two men down and immediately got into the water, although he could fly in the sky now, but the July sun was so hot, it was noon again, and on the way back and forth, he was almost roasted to dried fish.

By the time he had soaked enough to return to his human form, the Red Butterfly was already about to depart. This time, there were more people who passed through, and in addition to Dirrando, there were Fayir, Achille, Luna, Dino, Zoya, Cantu, Dan, and the Dreadhorn King. These people are all more or less connected to this mission, and they have to take all of them with them.

Shacorin and Ruidan were very eager to follow, but Dearlando pointed to the Governor's Mansion and shook his head and said, "Fikelen is a bomb after all, and it is unknown when it will explode, if you leave, what if something happens here?"

Eventually, they were persuaded and had to stay and garrison White Moody. The two watched from the Artist's Wharf as the Red Butterfly took off again and flew to the legendary dragon training ground.

After saying goodbye to his reluctant brother and Shakolin by the window of the cabin on the lower floor, all the members of the expedition gathered in the largest room in the bilge for a meeting. During the feast, Dearlando took out the compass that he had managed to find, and removed the bony double-strand bracelet from his arm, and put the stone on it.

Under the gaze of everyone, the dark blue stone spun rapidly, and after a minute or so, the golden arrow stopped in a certain direction. The captain took one look at it, and immediately went out to tell the wingman to turn and go full speed in the direction of the arrow.

"Is this such an important compass? Looks ordinary?" Achille reached out to touch the stone, but with a snap it bounced out and slammed into the bulkhead of the ship, startling everyone. Fortunately, although he fell hard, he was not injured, rubbed his ass and ran back. He asked curiously, "Boss, is this thing the only one you can touch?"

Diarlando hurriedly reached out and touched it, and found that there was no problem at all. He remembered that Kantu had taken the compass last time, and motioned for the elf to touch it as well. With the experience of the previous car, the elf's movements were much more careful, but he was also snapped, and his entire arm was beaten backwards, as if it had been struck by electricity.

"What's the matter, didn't you take it last time?" said Deirlando, looking strangely at the elf who was holding his hands and retreating.

"You're wrong, I didn't take it last time, I just put the stone part of the compass on the base, I guess now when this thing is put together, only you can use it. Cantu thought back, reminding that the details of that day were not what Deirlandor had thought.

Zoya smiled and said, "That's not bad, if you can't touch it, you should keep it, after all, it's a very important treasure." ”

Dearlando nodded, but ordered the Dreadhorn King to touch it as well. He was the only one here who knew anything about the Forgotten Isle, and he didn't have time to question him yet, but if he could escape with the compass, it would be a big problem.

The King of Thorns was unwilling but eager to try, and finally ended with a two-step exit from the bullet. Everyone tried to touch it, and sure enough, all but Dirlando were rejected by the compass. While everyone was studying with great interest, the compass suddenly spun violently again, and this time it pointed in a direction that deviated almost thirty degrees from the original angle. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for your strong reward, illiterate like me, I really don't know how to pronounce this name, wipe your sweat......