Chapter IV

When Condell regained consciousness, he was lying on a beach covered with golden sand, his armor covered in cracked scars, and the Aoba sword still clenched in his hand. This is the perseverance of a knight, whose head can be broken, blood can be shed, and weapons cannot be lost.

It was midday, the sun was shining, the sea breeze was blowing, and he felt as if he was lying in his mother's arms, feeling the caress of his cool fingertips. The environment is just a foil, and most importantly, the feeling of the rest of your life after the catastrophe is so wonderful!

In the distance, a dense low bush jungle is full of insects and birds, no fighting and barking, and a breath of peace and tranquility. "If one day, I can understand all grievances, and it is a good choice to live here in seclusion with my beloved, and it is also a good choice for men to plow and weave, and to rest at sunrise and sunset. ”

Abandon these reveries about the future life for a while and return to reality. Now his biggest real problem is that ———— is really hungry!

There is no big problem with cultivating his strength for three days and three nights without eating or drinking, but that refers to the situation in his heyday, you must know that the energy in his body was exhausted before he lost consciousness. Combining the two factors, he could not tell the time of coma from the level of hunger he had.

How did you get to the shore, was you washed up by the waves or rescued by someone or a monster. Soon he had a heavy inference in his mind, and there was a high probability that it was the first possibility, because if someone had rescued him, there was no reason to abandon him on the shore. As for the Warcraft, the chance was infinitely close to zero, and he didn't think that there would be such a good intention of the Warcraft......

Soon, another strange thought flashed through his mind: Is it just the "heaven" that the gods of the Holy See of Light often talk about? Although Condell lived in the religious atmosphere of the Barrow Empire, he did not believe in the god of light, on the contrary, he hated it very much.

But what exactly is this place? He looked at his surroundings, and from the analysis of the vegetation and climatic characteristics, he initially judged that it was not on the mainland, but on an island.

No matter what it is, no matter where it is, in short, there is no smell of danger, and the most important thing is to fill your stomach with food first.

Now his body is still very weak, just barely overdrawn body essence, to say that the combat power is not at all. After all, he recovered unusually slowly from a coma. So he decided to find some wild fruits and vegetables first, and when he recovered some energy, he would have the strength to catch fish and shrimp.

His luck was good, as soon as he walked into the jungle less than a hundred meters away, he saw that the trees were full of fruit for a moment, and when he got closer, he saw that it was a coconut berry fruit suitable for growing in the tropical maritime climate of the south, which further confirmed Condell's idea that it was on the island, although most of it was not yet ripe, but a small part of this ripeness was enough for the hungry knight to eat.

The ripe fruits grow on the top of the tree, and they are red. In order to save some strength, he climbed directly to the tree, and after reaching the appropriate height, with a flick of the Aoba long sword, a branch full of fruit fell to the ground, and the next step was to begin the process of gobbling it up.

In normal times, he didn't need to climb the tree at all, just go and urge the fighting spirit a little. But his current situation does not allow him to do that, because he wants to do everything possible to recover his strength to the maximum extent possible, and he does not want to waste anything.

Because he was not sure what the situation of the fleet was now, whether it was entangled by the Jiaolong army that came later. Therefore, he had to recover his combat effectiveness as soon as possible, and then find a way to figure out where it was? How to get out of here? The first time he was the commander-in-chief of the long-distance fleet, he encountered such a great crisis, and he almost lost his life at sea, which could not but make him, who had always been arrogant, extremely depressed. Of course, this depression is benign, and it is also the motivation that motivates him to continue to improve his strength.

After Kondell had filled his stomach, he crossed his knees on the spot, calmed his mind, and practiced pranayama. Unconsciously, it was already sunset and the willow tops on the moon.

In this battle, Condell's energy overdraft was extremely serious, and the main reason was that the elixir, which was originally forcibly improved in a short period of time, was overdrawn by him, wouldn't it be equivalent to draining the seedlings that were fueled by the seedlings.

But fortunately, because this island is uninhabited, the Dou Qi Yuan Force in the air is very strong, and the efficiency of cultivation here is more than twice as high as on the mainland, he thinks that this may be the reason why the strong people who live in seclusion in remote areas are not weak in cultivation. Whether it was the magic element or the Dou Qi Yuan Force, the density that existed in the air and the cultivation speed were definitely proportional! After an afternoon of cultivation, Condell's strength had recovered by three or four percent.

Condell remembered that his father had taught him that only by summing up the experience of fighting and sharpening the lessons of victory and defeat again and again could he have the opportunity to become a real strong man. His father was also very dismissive of those hermits who practiced behind closed doors, and he had fought three reclusive powerhouses alone when he first entered the ninth level, and he could still be invincible.

Condell has been under the deliberate arrangement of his father, and he has performed all kinds of things at a very young age, and he has reached the strength of his peers at a young age. The strength of Karl, who has not long broken through the fifth level, is already considered a leader among his peers, and it is still a drop in the bucket compared to Condell.

Just as Condell temporarily stopped his cultivation and pondered the relationship between strength and combat experience, a voice as beautiful as heaven interrupted his thoughts. The voice seems to be a musical instrument and is more melodious and pleasant, and it seems to be a singing voice and it is difficult to read half of the lyrics.

The word "curiosity" should not have been used in the character of a strong-willed knight, but for some reason, he was driven away by curiosity.

When he followed the rhythm of the music and approached the sea, he did not find the source of the gentle and friendly voice on the island, revealing a trace of loneliness and coolness.

His gaze continued to stretch to the sea.

Tonight's moonlight is exceptionally round, and the air is faintly misty. A beautiful circle of light is formed around the bright moon, which highlights the brightness of the moonlight. Through the glow of the night, Condell saw a figure hidden in the light mist, where the sound came from.

It was on a dark reef, vaguely outlining the moving curves of a girl, her long hair fell to her waist like a waterfall, her upper body was covered with many pearls and gemstones, which still shone brightly even in the night, and the lower body was very slender and slender, showing a curved shape.

The singing becomes more soothing and long, and the faint sadness in it gradually transforms into a thick sadness, evoking the sad past and inducing infinite reverie......

Fluctuations in spiritual magic!Condell couldn't help but be shocked.

It was too late for him to realize, spiritual magic was formless, but pervasive, he had been in contact with magicians who were good at psychic powers, and he had also seen evil witchcraft curses in the wilderness. None of this worked well for a knight with a strong will.

But this time, the spiritual power penetrated into the incomparably secret, so that he knew that there was something strange in it, but he couldn't give birth to the will to resist.

It was only then that he realized. The threat posed to him by this mysterious figure was even greater than that of the eighth-order Jiaolong Yin Frost.

It may be that the caster's level is too high, or it may be that Condell's strength has not recovered, so Condell easily fell into the opponent's move, and fell into a deep sleep on the seashore that had just woken up for half a day.