A strange world

Chapter 662 Chapter 59. Ship in a bottle

"Why do you think I would land on a suspicious island?"

Regardless of the Lost City on January 17 or the Lost City now, there are no islands in Swan Lake.

The mist continued to disperse, revealing a ship-in-a-bottle ornament placed on a stone platform in the center of the island.

The moment he saw it, Annan realized that it was the true form of the monster in the lake.

"You think putting a fake body there will make me believe it?"

Annan said, quietly tearing open the magic scroll given to him by the Skeleton King in the cabin.

The invisible hand of the mage appeared around him. Thanks to the Archbishop of Valencia on January 17, Annan became proficient in the trick of the hand of the mage in advance.

While the weird thing in the lake didn't react at all, Annan controlled the mage's hand to float to the center of the island, grabbed the boat in the bottle on the stone platform, and pulled the boat back.

Annan hugged the boat in the bottle in surprise, grabbed the oar, pushed it hard on the shoal, and pushed the boat back to Swan Lake.

The island in the lake behind him shook angrily, but the waves caused Annan to accelerate and push him further away.

In the mist that gradually dispersed, Annan saw the Skeleton King by the lake and the shore.

Annan turned around at this time, and the island in the lake had already sunk into the Swan Lake with dull trembling, turning into a gradually closing whirlpool.

The voyage was uneventful. Annan looked at his companions on the shore. The ship was shaken and ran aground on the shore.

"I got it." Annan stood up and prepared to step ashore.

"Very good……"

The weirdos cheered, but Annan did not move.

"What's wrong?" Skeleton King asked him, and Candlehead was still urging: "Why are you in a daze? Come up quickly."

"Are you worried that this is not true?" The Skeleton King guessed what Annan was thinking.

"Um……"

Annan retracted the leg he was about to take, recalling the process of getting the body of the monster in the lake and the almost non-existent chase... it was a bit too easy.

"Let me see..." Skeleton King said.

Annan took advantage of the gap to hold up the ship in a bottle and observe.

It was an ancient three-masted sailboat in a glass bottle. The wooden hull was covered with signs of old rot, and the sails had begun to turn yellow and corrode holes. There is still some turbid lake water in the glass bottle. I don’t know if it exists in the first place or if it seeped into the bottle from the cork while soaking in the lake.

At this time, the boat suddenly shook. Annan raised his head and heard Candlehead shouting in panic: "The monster is catching up! Warden, come up!"

Annan turned around and saw huge waves rising in the Swan Lake. A three-masted sailboat, as old as the ship in the bottle, appeared on the lake and crashed towards them.

Annan ignored the candle holder and looked at the Skeleton King: "Mr. Leonefah, are you true?"

"certainly."

"no."

Two voices sounded at the same time.

Annan suddenly saw a light shining from a distance, turning into a guiding light.

"Follow the light." came the whisper of another Skeleton King.

Annan did not believe the voice rashly. He looked at the Skeleton King in front of him and issued an invitation: "Mr. Skeleton King, can you come up?"

Skeleton King responded with silence.

"It seems you are lying."

Annan shook his head, sat back in the boat, and sailed away from the lake under their strange gazes that became silent.

The guiding light seemed to stretch out on the "land", but as Annan left, the land dissipated like a bubble and turned into a new lake, and the huge waves in the distance disappeared without a trace.

This time, Annan successfully came to the Skeleton King who released the light of guidance.

The weirdos breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought you were going to be fooled too..." Candlehead said.

Looking at his companions on the shore who seemed to be real, Annan thought of something and held the leaf of the tree from another world in his pocket.

The moment he touched it, the lakeside in front of him disappeared again, leaving only an unknown boat close to his boat.

Only then did Annan realize the danger of the monster in the lake... You can't tell whether you are participating in its ritual or not. The experience at this moment is true or false.

"Why don't you come up?" the fake skeleton king asked.

Annan ignored it and looked around while the reality was about to dissipate. He found the reality behind him - the shore about five or six hundred meters away.

"It's a tie this time. I'll take a break and come back to trouble you."

Annan and the monster in the lake said, grabbing the oars and returning to the reality seen through the leaves of the tree in the other world.

This time, Annan was not stopped by Xuhua. As it left the range of the monster in the lake, the boat in the bottle gradually faded and disappeared.

When the boat carrying Annan docked, the Skeleton King took the initiative to step on the boat and look around the boat. .

"Mr. Leoneffa is really reliable." Annan couldn't help but praise.

The Skeleton King accepted Annan's praise and returned to the shore with him.

Candlehead ran to drag the boat up, and Annan asked the other weirdos: "What happened to me from your perspective?"

The slug described it, but it was not vivid enough, so the artist drew it again on the drawing board: Annan kept circling the lake, talking to the boat, and even stood up the last two times, and almost stepped onto the fake boat of the monster in the lake. .

"Because it twice turned into the shore and you..."

"It's amazing... I mean, it's terrifying!" Candlehead, who came back, changed his words.

"But there is good news."

Annan looked at the fog that still enveloped Swan Lake: "The monster in the lake does meet the needs of the princess."

The only question now is where its body is and how to bring it back.

Annan had some ideas, took out the magic mirror and asked: "Magic mirror, magic mirror, where is the ship in the bottle I saw during the day?"

He had no hope at first. The magic mirror was a product of the magical world. Even if it had miraculous prophecy, it shouldn't be able to affect weird things... but it really answered the question.

"The Sphinx Shipwreck at the Bottom of Swan Lake."

Annan felt Skeleton King's attention fall on the magic mirror and explained: "I picked it up from a nasty guy. Is it special?"

"Very special..." Skeleton King whispered, "I have never seen a magic item that can involve weirdness... Is its answer true, or is it just a random answer?"

"There shouldn't be any mistakes..." Annan told the Skeleton King all the correct answers to the magic mirror's previous mistakes. By the way, the magic mirror was broken by its previous owner due to a prophecy error, and he picked up the mithril and glued it together.

"This is very strange... Can magic items be restored to some of their functions simply by gluing them with mithril?"

Annan found it incredible to think this way...especially when the person doing this job was an orc.

It's like putting the broken pieces of "Annan Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone" together, and it turns out to be the second "Annan Potter and the Chamber of Secrets" that hasn't been made yet!

"You want to study it?"

Skeleton King said with great interest: "Are you willing?"

"What's wrong with this?" Annan handed the magic mirror to the Skeleton King, as easily as giving a gold...a copper coin to someone else.

The thick hand bones held up the magic mirror as if holding a treasure.