Chapter 400 No Bad Guidance

The sky became uncooperatively gloomy, the crashing waves foreshadowed the coming storm, and the Sea of ​​Claws was always changing.

Mortals looked around in fear, and sailors hid in the cabins one after another, spreading rumors about the devil from time to time.

It was obvious that they could no longer count on them. Lynch only hoped that the Archmage could swim - he saw the Master's pale face again. This guy was seasick and about to vomit.

Well, Lynch has to fish it out for the mage to identify. I just hope that this guy is still in a state to solve the puzzle, strengthen the seal, and learn this method of sealing the devil.

Eugen opened his eyes with difficulty, but he always felt that he was not fully awake.

Like a puppet on strings, he opened the door dazedly, ignored the dwarf's warm greeting, and walked straight downstairs.

He should go to the dock now.

Why?

It was like a deceased relative was calling, and Eugen couldn't resist. He didn't even have the intention to resist.

Some local residents who were as dazed as him also appeared at the dock, like a group of numb zombies.

The rumble of thunder exploded at the end of the sea, and the oppressive dark clouds made this morning not so beautiful, but no one cared. They just listened to the voices in their ears, pushed aside the advice of family and friends, and just wanted to go to sea. .

There seemed to be some kind of evil hidden in the smelly sea breeze. Eugen tried hard to open his eyes, but he couldn't. His thinking was not clear at this time.

The stench of black magic infused the Oracle. He wanted to think, but a voice stopped everything. He seemed to be performing a task assigned to him by the Saurus or the Archmage. He should not doubt it.

Something unusual was happening. The sixth sense alerted the Oracle crazily, but a soft and long whisper soothed it gently.

The fishermen got on the boat, and Eugen followed them. Although they were dizzy, every sailor showed a sailing level above the passing mark. After setting sail, the boat rode the wind and waves steadily, everything was so natural.

Eugen caught a glimpse of the dwarf from the corner of his eye, and Sorian followed him onto the ship at some point. Now he was curiously observing the expressions of the sailors, grinning widely and cursing that Eugen had cast a spell on them.

Confusion briefly occupied Eugen's mind, and was quickly driven away by a slightly gritted voice.

This is normal, there is just an extra dwarf, it said.

Thorion knocked on the boat curiously. The human ship was worse than the work of a dwarf apprentice. It floated on the water like a piece of rotten wood.

Anyway, it floated.

He didn't know where the elves had gone. Wizards were always mysterious. As for the lizards? He couldn't see it. Who knew if the lizard man was by his side at this time?

The dwarf wandered around the ship indifferently. The reaction of his companions made him feel that something was wrong, but he was not sure that all humans seemed to be like this.

They are always tired and sluggish from lack of sleep, not even the oldest dwarves.

On the contrary, the dwarves who are older than Sorian are extremely powerful.

He decided to keep the ax in his hand at all times, just in case.

This was not safe enough. The existence that could confuse human prophets must be very powerful. Sorian made up his mind. If there was any abnormality, he would immediately knock the abnormal human beings to the ground.

Grimnir can attest that he's good at this.

Lightning flashed in the distant sky, and thunder rippled the sea.

Seagulls screamed in panic and took cover in the sudden falling rain.

The ship began to tilt, and Sorian had to hold on to the objects around him that could fix him, but nothing could withstand the strength and weight of the dwarf. His armrests were broken in the violent shaking, and the dwarf rolled on the deck like a ball, almost falling. Brought to the sea by inertia.

If that's the case, everyone must be happy with the ending, if you look at it from another perspective.

The dwarf yelled and cursed, seeking help from the sailors, but all he got were cold, numb eyes.

The chill from his heart made the dwarf realize that this was indeed a conspiracy, and even this storm was abnormal.

It's like the ocean has turned into a sea monster, constantly rising and falling, trying to push the small ship away.

Fortunately it didn't, although the ship was rocking.

Thorian shouted Eugen's name, trying to get help from his companions.

Eugen thought hard, and there seemed to be a familiar cry in the scrawled wind.

He could feel an urgent emotion and could also detect the looming crisis, but he was still unable to move.

The constant whispers turned him into a puppet. When a huge wave hit, he subconsciously took two steps back to avoid the impact. This avoidance was also not out of his will. He wanted to use the water to wake up.

The unbearable sleepiness tortured Eugen. He knew that he must not sleep at this time, but there was nothing to refresh him. Even if there was something, he probably wouldn't have the strength to feed it to his mouth.

Eugen thought he heard a voice somewhere in the darkness again. He wanted to get closer to the window and listen carefully, but he couldn't. He was now like a dying patient, completely unable to control himself.

His half-opened eyes tried hard to identify everything under the clouds. Only then did he realize that he was on the boat. Everything before seemed like a dream. The unbearable fatigue confused dreams and reality. He was not sure whether he was still alive at this time. Dreaming.

Eugen wanted to bite his lip to wake up, but his hard teeth gave out the strength when they touched the softness.

The sailors seemed a little ferocious in appearance, and he couldn't be sure, as he wasn't familiar with the locals.

He wanted to ask a question, but all that came out was a sickly moan.

"Dismiss it!" Lynch shouted an order to the mage, but the mage, who was suffering from seasickness, gave a decisive reply.

"I can't do it now!"

Well, in the end it's up to Lynch to try to solve the mysteries in the storm. Maybe he should set the clouds on fire with flames, and the current tide of magic can support him to do so.

It's just that this will waste a lot of energy, and it is far less light than a mage casting a spell.

The scream surrounded Eugen, it was very faint, as if it didn't want anyone to hear it.

When the moist sea breeze brought the fishy smell, Eugen noticed the smell of blood as if he had just woken up from a dream.

A voice told him that this was not the case. What was in the wind was not blood, but the fragrance of the girl.

The strange thing is that Eugen smelled an ambiguous fragrance like an illusion in the next moment, and it did not dissipate for a long time. The blood before seemed like an illusion.

An ax almost passed through Eugen's hair, and the death so close suddenly awakened the Oracle. He gasped like a live fish on the beach, and stared at the ax flying with wide eyes in fear. direction of coming.

He saw a group of sailors who were doing evil things to the planks and each other. The entanglement had escalated into mutual abuse. At the end of the chaotic crowd was the dwarf who was trying to fix himself.