But after a few breaths, the dark clouds in the distance, or rather the chaos in the void, had already rushed towards us, and the ship was enveloped in it in an instant.
Dazzling electric lights spread forward along the dark clouds. Before Brando could react, the bright purple light spots had already surrounded the entire ship. The light of the Tilmers had been swallowed up, and the fleet
It's like driving forward in a cloud of fog.
Then came the strong winds and showers. To be precise, it was not rain, but the water element that was rolled back. At this time, the sea surface in the traditional sense had long since disappeared, and the entire space seemed to be under a terrifying rule.
Overturning, Brando could even hear the terrifying roar as the storm passed through the void.
When the clouds and mist were occasionally blown away by the strong wind, he could see the outside scene through the corner of the clouds and mist. It was the edge of the world that was slowly disintegrating in chaos, although he knew that Warnd's elemental boundary was changing every year.
Death and rebirth, and never stopped growing, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a sense of insignificance as a mortal.
The big ship in Everwinter Harbor where he was was swinging up and down in the surging chaos and void storm. The sense of direction left, right, up and down had been completely lost. He could only occasionally see the left or right side of the ship in the chaos.
Or maybe the beam of light appearing above and below is the light path of the Tilmose people.
Brando heard one or two horn blasts, and then felt someone pushing him from behind. When he came back to his senses, he realized that Root had flown up from the side of the ship.
Miss Tata also flew up. She passed the two people with a serious face and flew to the front of the ship. Then she turned back and shouted to them: "Go below the deck!" Miss Goblin gestured to him, indicating that they should go below the deck.
To escape.
"What's going on?" Brando asked in confusion. The scene in front of him made him feel a little uneasy. The faces of other people on the boat seemed to be a little bad.
"It's a big storm," Root frowned and said to him: "We seem to have just hit Warnd's magic tide. This tide is so large that it disturbs the tiamat law on the edge of the elemental barrier, forming a wave in front.
A huge space storm..."
Brando stared at him.
Staring at the latter, an embarrassed blush appeared on his face: "Well, I, I didn't mean to say that. Besides, this is the source of the magic tide. I'm not wrong either."
"Yes. It's just a bit of a crow's mouth," Brando sighed: "By the way, do you know the healing spell?"
"You know a little bit, what's wrong?" The fire fairy asked curiously: "Are you injured, but I am not a professional priest, but the ice fairies are very good at healing spells. Do you want to go find Miss Tata?"
"No." Brando shook his head firmly: "You must not use healing spells later."
"Why is that?" Root was puzzled.
"You should listen to me anyway, right?"
The fire fairy nodded in understanding.
"Also, don't get close to the corpse."
"What does that mean?" Root was even more puzzled.
"listen to me."
"besides."
"Beloved of the Flame Blade, I know you are teasing me. If you keep saying that, I will get angry."
"So you know," Brando glanced at him in surprise: "You don't seem to be that rigid."
The little goblin couldn't help but snorted coldly and turned his head to the side.
Brando glanced at Miss Goblin again, but how could he back down at this time? Besides, it was not his style to hide behind a lady. He shook his head firmly at the latter and then pulled out from behind.
Blade of Fire.
"Change to Xinna!" Root turned around and saw this scene and couldn't help but remind her.
"What?"
"Use Xinna," Root said loudly because he had no choice but to be loud, otherwise he would not be able to hear the conversation between each other: "It seems that the Tilmose people have to bypass the space storm. This road is very dangerous because of the storm vortex.
There are usually a lot of storm zones outside the ship, and we have to protect the ship. You have Xinna, no problem."
Brando reached out to catch Root who was flying in mid-air and asked: "What is the storm vortex?"
"You'll find out later."
"Then why not Odysseus?"
"Of course it's because Xinna is more useful here," Root looked at him with some sympathy: "The holy sword Odysseus and Xinna each have their own uses. Didn't you say this yourself? Now it's this Qianhai
When the sword is most suitable."
After Brando heard this explanation, no one could stand unsteadily and was blown off the boat by the storm.
He moved his mouth, wanting to say that's not what you said before, but after thinking about it, he held back and didn't speak. He always felt that if he struggled with the other party on this issue, he would have already lost.
What's more, he wasn't 100% sure that he could convince this proud subject of Forsedes.
Root sat in the palm of his hand, looking at the storm in front of him with excitement and said: "I have never seen such a storm. When we break through here, I will definitely be the best sword master. I want to prove it."
In fact, it’s nothing.”
Brando glanced at the little guy's pale face and felt that his words were actually unconvincing.
But what made him feel a little speechless was that this guy really didn't seem to be afraid of death. At least to him, the storm in front of him was already terrifying. Compared to it, the storms on the Naga Sea were just small winds and waves.
The stormy waves encountered when passing through the sea of mist were as docile in comparison as if they were in a quiet harbor.
At this moment, he even had the illusion that he was against the might of the entire world. The Tilmose fleet was as fragile as an ant before this huge power. Although he knew that this was just an illusion, he didn't want to
We encountered a more terrible storm.
In the distance, Tata saw that the two had made a decision and no longer insisted. She turned around and quickly flew to the mast, hanging a lantern at the front of the mast.
"What is Miss Tata doing?"
Brando couldn't help but ask when he saw this scene.
He has followed Root's instructions and extended his own thread of law to stabilize the chaotic laws of space and time around the ship.
This was still a bit difficult for him, but at least after he did this, the fleet immediately stabilized and could vaguely see each other.
The goblin lady and the few Tilmose people on the deck immediately cast a thankful glance.
"That's the Lamp of the Sea Mist." Root replied.
"So that's the Lantern of Sea Fog." Brando, while paying attention to the speed at which his Order Points dropped, replied: "Is she piloting?"
"It's almost time for Miss Tata to let the fleet pass by the storm vortex."
This is the second time Root has mentioned this term in a short period of time.
Brando just stared at the front of the fleet silently.
And when Miss Goblin put the Sea Mist Lamp on the bow of the ship, the trumpeter at the stern blew the horn again, and then a dense crowd of Tilmose people came out from under the deck and came to the deck.
They took their places, one after another, sitting on the oars on both sides of the ship's side, holding the oars with their thick and short hands, but motionless, as if waiting for something.
"What are they doing?" Brando asked again after seeing this scene.
"Boating."
"boating?"
Root explained a little impatiently: "This is the world of elements, and the laws of the world do not apply here. Do you think that the oarsmen of the Tilmose people, like your sailors, only need a handful of strength?"
?”
"That's not possible. Their oars are actually forged from Tilmith silver. Have you heard of such a thing?"
"Silver of Law?"
"As expected of the beloved of the Flame Blade, I bet that few mortals can have such insight as you. The silver of law is actually woven from the threads of law. Their oars themselves are a kind of law. They are rowing
The process is actually the process of restoring order."
"You should know that the direction of time and space is meaningless here. What the Tilmose people do is to make them meaningful, at least in terms of direction and position."
Brando seemed to understand, and he suddenly heard the voice of Miss Goblin coming in: "Ow!" Tata stood on the mast and shouted: "One, two!" The Tilmose sailors
Immediately and uniformly row backwards.
With every stroke, countless lines of law extend out of the void, forming solid barriers on the left and right sides of the ship, as if this is the only way to block the terrifying storm blowing from the front.
Seeing this scene, Brando understood that the Tilmose people were constructing laws in the void, which was the same as their ancestors weaving light paths in the void.
It's just much simpler.
"Go to the front!" Root suddenly shouted loudly.
"how?"
"Lightning is coming!"
Brando raised his head and saw that a huge vortex had formed in front of the ship he was on. The vortex was slowly rotating directly in front of the ship. It seemed almost close to him, but it seemed to be far away in the horizon.
The Ermosian giant ship moved forward rapidly in the void, but the position of the vortex hardly changed at all.
He saw countless purple lightnings spreading around the edge of the vortex. Some were drawn into the vortex and disappeared in an instant, while others escaped and dissipated into the void.
no doubt.
That's the storm vortex.
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(ps: Tomorrow is the ti5 finals. I want to support lgd and cdec. I originally wanted to take a leave of absence, but after thinking about it, I decided not to. Aren’t you guys touched by how diligent I am? You can pretend to be touched. Please vote for me.
Brother Xiong is a good man and can be reasonable, so he kneels down and begs for a monthly ticket.) (To be continued.)
