It had been a full five hours since they sailed into this sea area, filled with dense fog and carrying a faint odor of corpses.
Navigating in such foggy weather was an ordeal for everyone's physical and ntal endurance.
"Thank you!!"
Fen, groggy, accepted the pudding. The flower on his head turned a mysterious shade of gray as he spoke:
"Qi, my inspiration tells that this sea is extrely dangerous, we must pay attention to our safety, and you be careful too."
"Mhm, I'll be careful..."
Chen Qi and the Flower Witch Fen leaned against the side of the ship, looking down at the sea beneath them.
The water had an unsettling color, shifting from the deep blue-black to a sinister dark green, and it was sporadically dotted with unknown seaweed and strange bubbles while also emitting an unidentifiable stench of decay.
The waves continuously struck the Dagger's hull, producing a desolate sound.
Furthermore, there were the frenzied hits from mutated little fish against the Dagger.
The huge storm also put everyone aboard the Dagger on high alert.
The danger coefficient of this sea area was extrely high... Chen Qi maintained vigilance as much as possible, then looked toward the bow.
Captain Fenrir was at the bow, hoarsely directing the crew:
"Helmsman! Hold on, you must maintain absolute focus! Don't be confused by the fog!"
"Damn it, why are there so many terrifying mutated fish! We've just bombarded them, why are there even more now, is our flesh that delicious? Does it attract you that much!"
Fenrir wrapped himself tighter in his clothing, exasperated by the sudden frenzy of Sea Beast Monsters.
Maybe I shouldn't have co up on deck... Chen Qi complained inwardly.
It was his fault; he led to the fish's frenzy.
He could almost be certain now that even if it was a mutated monster, his affinity was still effective.
Chen Qi looked toward the helmsman at the bow.
The Dagger was an extrely expensive vessel, comprehensively designed, with two places to adjust the ship's direction, the captain's quarters and the bow.
In order to observe the condition of the sea surface well, the Dagger's helmsman could only withstand the strong wind and the sll of rot, constantly adjusting the ship's direction, sailing on this dangerous sea.
The captain said wearily:
"I got it, I got it, big brother Fenrir..."
His mind isn't clear... Chen Qi approached and took out so at pies for the helmsman and Fenrir:
"Are you okay, Mr. Helmsman, do you need sothing to eat?"
The helmsman's face was gloomy, as if he had already fainted:
"I don't need it, I just want to go ashore! As soon as possible, ashore! Ashore!"
The helmsman repeated 'ashore' as if he was out of his mind.
Fenrir took the at pie from Chen Qi:
"Go ashore? That's still a long way off!"
The helmsman shook his head, his eyes filled with ghostly white blood vessels:
"No, no, big brother Fenrir, aren't we about to go ashore? I've already seen the lighthouse, the lighthouse!"
"???"
Fenrir and Chen Qi were both stunned.
They had only just passed halfway on their current route, where was this lighthouse coming from?
Could there be a small, isolated island atop this vast sea?
Sothing was off, there was sothing wrong with this helmsman!
Snap!
Without hesitation, Chen Qi imdiately grabbed the helmsman and gave him two resounding slaps!
"Where is the lighthouse?"
Chen Qi asked with an icy tone.
The helmsman was clearly delirious.
And peculiar Illusions were the harbingers of the collapse of countless ships upon the sea!
Shadow fiends? Or nightmare fog?
Chen Qi's mind raced through various possibilities.
Regardless of which one it was, if their ship couldn't handle it in ti, they might sink to the bottom of the sea within the next minute!!
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The helmsman didn't answer but just stared blankly at Chen Qi.
Fenrir touched his forehead and explained:
"Damn it! This guy used too many Lamp Phase Skill Books, stepping into the Illusion of Light Phase... This place..."
However, before he could finish, a glimr of light from a distance shone upon them.
Light...
I have resistance to Illusions; this isn't an Illusion... Chen Qi slowly lifted his head to look in the direction of the night sky.
In the distant darkness of the fog, a huge light was hanging high, just like a moon, like the redemption of countless sailors—
The Lighthouse!
Everyone held their breath for a mont.
They saw the 'tiny lighthouse', suspended a hundred ters in the air, descending rapidly, closing in on them.
The lantern grew larger and larger within just a few seconds.
A violent gust of wind hurtled towards them, rocking the entire Dagger on the sea.
No, rather than calling it a gust of wind, it was more like an exhalation filled with the scent of blood, a breath as fierce as a storm.
A swath of thick fog was gradually cleaved apart, and the robust sll of blood fell heavily upon the Dagger, pressing down on everyone aboard.
This is... Chen Qi took a deep breath instinctively, oddly familiar with the sensation.
In this mont, Fenrir, the feral wolf, took a step back, his body unusually stiff,.
As a seasoned battler, he had seen countless storms, witnessed irrational slaughter among soldiers, felt the pain of bullets whistling by his ears, and experienced the agony of a blade piercing his heart.
Logically, except for sickness, there was not much that could make him recoil.
But at this mont, his body was still rigid, shaking uncontrollably against his will.
It was a feeling he hadn't experienced for a long ti, a primitive instinct known as fear.
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