Treasure Hunters, Sail the Blue Sea

Chapter 407 Misty Sea

Today's weather at sea is rarely sunny.

In such a strange weather, everyone did not lock themselves in the cabin, but came to the deck one after another.

Because in the boundless sea, the sun is the norm.

And there is only one possibility for this kind of strange weather, that is, they went to a certain area and encountered special phenomena that may occur in certain areas.

The main reason is that this time, several Vastwas came to their boat.

"Is this the sky outside?" Rafael, who came out for the first time, was extremely curious about everything in this world.

If Jason hadn't stopped him, Rafael would have fallen into the sea.

The breeze here, the ocean here, the sky here, even the sun, even the white clouds floating in the sky.

It made her feel unusually kind. These things used to be only available in books and history, but now they have changed from the illusion in books to the reality that seeing is believing.

It's like a fantasy mirrored into reality.

Not to mention that Raphael is the only remaining historian of the Vastwa people.

Alka and the others learned a lot of knowledge through Raphael, and she also relied on her to answer some things they didn't understand.

At this time, the ocean was filled with a faint mist.

This is rare weather for the Infinity Sea.

"So this is fog?" Raphael asked.

After all, there is no such thing in space, there is only eternal silence.

Xia Daiti next to him nodded.

"How do these fogs form?"

"The phenomenon caused by the water element drifting away and agglomerating with some gaseous elements.

It is also possible that the strange weather brought by the chaos of the surrounding environment may be caused by magic. "

Lucilia said while sitting on Alka's shoulder.

Hearing such an explanation, Rafael nodded clearly, but Alka frowned and looked towards the sky.

Although it is completely different from what he used to know in the world, this is the truth of this world.

"What's that?" Raphael suddenly pointed to a black spot that suddenly appeared in the distant mist.

The appearance of such a black spot on the vast ocean is so conspicuous, so Raphael, who has been observing the sea surface, saw it in an instant.

Seeing this black spot, everyone looked at it immediately.

"An island?"

"Is that an island? What does an island look like?" Raphael asked curiously.

Because of the fog, only black dots can be seen, nothing can be seen.

In the past few months at sea, they have never been close to the island.

You must know that when Raphael and the others came outside through the diaphragm clothing, Alka and the others had already set sail and left the Southern Cross Island.

"It's rare to come across a drifting island, so let's go up and have a look." Arka thought for a while and said.

Anyway, they also need supplies, just to see if there are any materials that can be replenished in the morning at this time, and collect them by the way.

Generally speaking, on the drifting island, because of time, there should be a lot of wild animals and plants.

Even if not, you can also collect the above plants into the space, and let the Gaswa people make nutrient solution for emergencies.

Everyone has no opinion.

After all, they have been sailing for several months to be honest, and it is rare to see the island.

Everyone wants to go up and relax.

This is what they will do most of the time when they encounter a drifting desert island.

Arka patted the mast.

The Voice of Dawn understood Alka's meaning, and began to turn the bow of the ship, sailing in the direction of the black spot.

Follow the boat towards the island.

The surrounding fog gradually thickened, and the thicker and thicker fog allowed them to clearly see the outline of the island.

Such anomalies are obviously not normal.

Feeling the thicker and thicker fog around and the clearer island ahead, Arka stretched out his hand and shook it.

The misty white mist has enveloped the ships.

"Ah, it looks like I've won the lottery." Alka said involuntarily.

Obviously what they encountered this time would not be a desert island, but an island with strange power.

Such islands are not common, but they are drifting islands after all, and someone will always meet them.

I just don't know how dangerous the island is.

Thinking of this, Alka couldn't help raising his head, and glanced in Jason's direction.

At this time, Jason was very sensitive to any look.

"Look at me, that's not what I said before, it can't be blamed on me." He quickly distanced himself from it.

"I didn't blame you either."

"Hmph, it's best like this."

"Do you want to go to the island?" Xia Dai asked.

Raphael next to him seemed to have noticed something was wrong and said, "Why don't we leave, and call me out next time there is an island."

Alka shook his head and said with a smile, "Why did you leave? Isn't this the guidance of the sea?"

Hearing this, Pororo next to him walked over and gave a thumbs up, smiling brilliantly.

"Well said, my brother."

There are always such legends circulating in the sea.

Sailing on the sea, every drifting island you encounter is a gift from fate that you will encounter.

Accept gifts instead of resisting them.

And the drifting island, which is obviously not a deserted island, is a fateful encounter.

This is a theory that Alka and the others have known for a long time, and most people who sail on the boundless sea believe in this rule.

Although this is just an excuse for people to comfort themselves, let themselves comfort themselves in the loneliness and danger of the sea so that they can survive from desperation.

Even if the danger brought by the island ahead, they may die here.

This is the first time Alka and the others have encountered a drifting island with a strange phenomenon.

How could it be possible to just leave like this.

You must know that the drifting islands they encountered were either deserted islands or islands with some wild beasts, usually like that.

Raphael looked at Alka, and looked at the excitement on the faces of the others.

Obviously, this doesn't seem to be the same as what she thought.

It seems that she needs to know more about the outside world.

The Voice of Dawn continued to drive into the thick fog until the visibility on the entire ship became extremely low.

Ululius, who flew out, flew back and stood on the deck.

"I can't see it, these thick fogs are mixed with magical elements, and they almost block all normal eyesight.

It is difficult to penetrate even with special vision, they are too thick. "

Hearing this, Alka was extremely decisive: "The protective cover is raised, and the detection wave is turned to the maximum!"

The voice fell, and a melodious singing sound came.A layer of pale translucent protective cover expanded from the top mast, and then wrapped the entire ship in it.

The detected ripples began to spread outward from the bottom of the ship, because the Voice of Dawn had long been integrated with the trees on the ship.Turned into a living vessel with life.

So she even has the ability to learn.

The detected ripples turned silver and penetrated to the bottom of the water, which was passed down from Xia Daiti's mantra.

Soon, the originally clear outline of the island disappeared.

Completely covered by the thick fog, they got lost in the fog.

"Can you still tell the direction? Has the direction changed?" In such a situation, Arka immediately turned to Ululius and asked.

Ululius shook his head and said: "The direction where there is no target is still in this direction. These fogs have not changed our perception of the surrounding directions."

"That's good."

The thicker and thicker fog made their visibility so low that they could only see the surrounding environment for a few meters.

One after another, fiery red light balls appeared on the ship.

Xia Daiti controlled these light spheres, which were all around the ship.

Soon the blazing light slightly dispelled the fog and brightened the surrounding visibility.At least Alka and the others could see the situation on the ship clearly through the thick fog.

"Without visibility, we can only rely on perception, cheer up everyone." Alka looked at them and said.

Suddenly there was the sound of wooden boards colliding.

Alka immediately came to the side of the boat and looked in the direction where the sound collided.

On the edge of the ship, a wooden object hit the ship.

This wooden object is only about two meters long, and only half a meter wide.

Through the thick fog, Alka could only see a faint outline, but couldn't tell what this thing was at all.

It's like debris floating on the sea.

But debris like this floating around in places like this may also hide something.

A melodious voice came, this was the words of the Voice of Dawn.

There is no life in it.

"Get it up."

As Arka finished speaking, a vine stretched out and curled the object, dragging it to the deck.

As the sea water above dropped all the way, everyone finally saw what it was.

This is a wooden box.

The top has been severely corroded by seawater, but there is no major problem in the overall structure, and the package is still intact.

However, there seemed to be some words and patterns engraved on the wooden board, which are now blurred.

"This thing...why does it feel a bit like a coffin?" Jason said looking at the shape.

Long shape, narrow width, isn't this a coffin?
To be honest, it is exactly the same, but it seems to be done more crudely.

Alka waved lightly.

Magic pushed the lid open: "It seems that this is not a feeling, this is a coffin."

There is a sentence in the coffin that has been completely weathered and dry, but there seems to be something carved on the back of the coffin lid.

The coffin still had completely worn-out and rotten clothes and blackened funeral metal products on its body.

"Card it!"

There was a clicking sound of bones colliding.

In the eyes of everyone, the skeleton crawled out of the coffin.

"This... is this the skeleton creature mentioned in the book?" Raphael asked while trembling, but maintaining his curiosity.

She had only seen these things in books.

Simon next to him nodded.

Some kind of black and green smoke emanated from the skeleton, making the skeleton even more sinister.But in Alka's eyes, the skeleton's strength has not changed much and is still a little fragile, probably around the second stage.

"I didn't expect it to be an undead." Alka said, a golden arrow of light condensed in his hand and shot out directly.

The light arrow directly penetrated the skull of the undead, and then the undead who had just climbed out of the coffin froze in place, and the whole collapsed into a pile of bones.

Very weak skeletons, and really undead creatures are extremely restrained by the Holy Light.

"There are undead. It seems that this sea area surrounded by mist is not very safe." Looking at the undead, Jason said.

On the contrary, Julia shook her head: "No, although there are certain undead elements in the surrounding air, it is really rare, and it is not high enough to directly infuse a corpse into an undead creature."

This obviously doesn't match the reality.

Alka came to the pile of bones, and his eyes saw something different.

He picked up the bones and took out a bone.

In his eyes, this is a bit different from a bone, and it seems to have information attached to it.

I reached out and touched this bone lightly, probably the bone of the thigh bone.

Blurred light and shadow appeared in his mind like a phantom.

He saw a middle-aged man, who seemed to be a bricklayer, who was building something in the middle of the construction site, which seemed to be a temple.

Because he saw a sculptor who was carving a huge statue of a god.

Then the picture became blurred and shattered, until it turned into a scene full of war.

The sky fell, a huge object.

It seems that the broken building, or the bow of the ship, smashed straight into the temple.

The huge temple statue that had been built was smashed under such an object, and the entire temple disappeared in an instant.

The surrounding residential buildings were also seriously affected.

Some people in religious attire are gathering.

Some people dressed in disorder appeared to be attacking.

The chaos of war spread to the middle-aged man's city.

Screams, cheers, battle cries.

A sharp knife protruded from the alley, and the middle-aged man who was fleeing with his family was cut off in the dark.

Obviously, this is his death.

The phantom dissipated.

Alka looked at the bone in his hand, the aura left on it was already very dim.

He carefully observed the pile of bones in front of him.

The skeleton's left ring finger is missing a section, and the middle-aged man in the phantom is also missing a section.Apparently it was the same person.

He saw the illusion, the memory left on the bones.

Normal undead don't have this kind of thing.

It seems to be affected by the flames of war.

However, if the black damage in front of his eyes was the end of his life, then obviously he should have gluttonously eaten the wilderness instead of being placed in a coffin.

"Did you feel anything?" Xia Daiti looked at Alka and asked Alka's current behavior is obviously abnormal.

Alka nodded: "I saw some memory fragments of this undead's life, very few, only a few are relatively clear."

These words made everyone a little confused, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

How come you can see this kind of thing all of a sudden?
"Maybe it's a little talent."

As Alka spoke, he began to examine something different from the coffin, funeral objects, or the man's skeleton.

What is the reason for the illusion just now? Is it because this undead is special?Or was this undead special during his lifetime?
But judging from the memory just now, it is obviously impossible.

Alka didn't quite understand it either, so he could only study and investigate carefully, trying to discover the secrets.

Suddenly he saw a different holy emblem on the back of the lid of the coffin.

It was an emblem with a tombstone pierced by a scythe.

But Arka had never seen such an emblem, nor was I sure I had seen it anywhere else.

This seems to have a different meaning.

"Do you know Lucilia?" Alka decided to ask the knowledgeable Lucilia.

However, Lucilia shook her head: "I haven't seen it, I have never seen such an icon, and I have hardly even seen a similar one."

"But the tombstones of the graves are often seen."

"This... this emblem seems to be the emblem of the tomb burial." Raphael looked at the pattern and said vaguely.

"The burial person?" Everyone turned to look at her.

They have never heard of this door number, but Raphael actually knows it, combined with historical knowledge.

Obviously, then, this man or god and his emblem, called the Tombbearer, must have appeared in the Golden Age.

"The burial, the god of keeping the spirit, the one who returns to the funeral, the scythe leading to the afterlife.

These are all historical records, and these are the titles of the god known as the tomb burial.

Basically, as long as there is no specific belief in most coffins, the coffin of the burial person will be used after death.

People believe that through such a coffin, the bones and souls stored in it can go smoothly to the afterlife. "

Hearing this, everyone nodded with great interest.

This kind of information can only be heard from people like Raphael.

After all, it was information tens of thousands of years ago in the golden age.

As he said that, Xia Daiti seemed to sense some kind of mist looking into the distance.

A green light shone through the thick fog.

Everyone also saw the green light.

Suddenly, Xia Daiti clearly felt the widening eyes.

"There are enemy ships!"

(End of this chapter)