High Above

In the far sea of ​​the South China Sea, around the unnamed islands and reefs around the Odell Reefs.

A world completely surrounded by water.

This is a hidden ocean blue hole. In the center of the reef, there is a dark sea area that suddenly sinks. It is filled with sea water, but there is a hidden drainage pipe deep in the hole.

Every once in a while, the water in the blue hole is completely drained, until the high tide brought by the high tide fills it up again.

The entrance of Sequoia Base is located at the top of a Z-shaped hole at the bottom of the blue hole. There is a strange air wall at the hole to isolate the sea water, and the drain at the bottom of the blue hole may lead directly to the cooling area. Dissatisfied with the secret entrance and exit that is always blocked by the deep sea water.

Of course, for pre-epoch civilization, this is probably just a unique landscape.

But now, it is so hidden that it is almost impossible to find it.

The survivors of the escort team back then were probably thrown into this area by a big storm, and then happened to enter the entrance of the cave when the blue hole was drained.

Everyone stood on the outermost edge of the island reef, breathing in the fresh natural air greedily—even if the sky and the earth were filled with cloudy clouds and rain, it was still better than the stuffy and insect-smelling underground ruins.

"Finally, it finally came out—the next step is to contact Uncle Ayers..."

At this moment, Isengard finally breathed a sigh of relief. He has been tense all the time, trying his best not to let himself be a burden to others, but to be able to help Master Goser and Ian.

He's doing pretty well.

Neither Master Gesse nor Ian expected that the blond boy who was so silly and sweet at the beginning could still fight decently. It was the decisive blow that defeated Patrick.

If it wasn't for that shot, regardless of the outcome, I'm afraid Ian would have been entangled with the opponent for quite a long time.

In that case, the ether crystal dragon may not be able to defeat the mother worm during the overload time.

However, when he thought of Viscount Grant, his expression became a little weird.

——After all, Viscount Grant and Patrick are true friends.

He has a good relationship with the other party because he is Patrick's nephew, and the other party regards him as a 'friend's nephew'.

But now, his friend's nephew killed his friend, and he still expects Viscount Grant to treat him well, so he can only rely on the noble sentiments and the affection of Master Gosser.

Ask yourself, Isengard thinks that it is a normal script for Viscount Grant and Uncle Patrick to join forces to kill him. Why don't these two bad friends who have grown up choose not to cooperate?

No matter how you think about it, it's weird...

"uncle……"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing again: "There were so many opportunities to kill me, but in the end, they were all sent out abruptly."

"Do you want to kill me, or do you want to die..."

Forced to cheer up, Isengard thought about it and decided not to provoke Viscount Grant.

It is the best choice for Bishop Baiwu, Master Goser, and even Ian to contact the Viscount and call the guide ship.

He turned his head subconsciously and looked at the three figures that appeared in his mind.

Bishop Baiwu and Master Gesai were whispering on the edge of the reef, and even started to isolate the source quality, obviously not wanting the 'junior' to hear.

And Ian...

Yisen was a little surprised to find that the boy Bai Zhimin at this moment also showed an expression very similar to his distressed expression before.

At this moment, Ian was indeed in doubt.

The echoes of the past that he had peeped through the vision vision before were reproduced in his mind, and he frowned, realizing that there was a rather critical problem hidden in these memories.

"wrong."

He thought in his heart, feeling more and more uneasy: "Father gave the blue key card to the Huaiguang believer named Mo Lin... If he died in the big storm, it might not be a big deal..."

"But that key card should be in the hands of Viscount Grant, right?"

Ian still remembered that there was a purple mist in the Viscount's mansion.

It wasn't the Viscount himself, nor was he armed with the ether. The purple mist was the reason why the natives attacked repeatedly.

Looking back now, that was the key to the Aboriginal holy land.

The big storm fourteen years ago caused a huge impact on Harrison Port and the ancestral home of the aborigines, Elephant Bone Mountain. Therefore, the aborigines found the ancient records of their long-forgotten ancestors, and knew the location of the holy land they left in the past.

Yes, the records left by their ancestors told them that there were terrible demons and many monsters in the holy land, and it was these extremely dangerous existences that forced them to leave the paradise.

But so what?

Compared with the current situation of being suppressed by the imperials, perhaps it is what they should do now to go to the Holy Land to find those ancient monsters and plagues that can be used as 'weapons'.

However, the natives lack the key.

They are missing a key to open the main door.

"It's the key in Maureen's hand."

The mystery in Ian's heart was gradually solved, but his heart sank like a stone in the sea: "It was true that Maureen sent the key and the message of the escort, but Viscount Grant pretended not to know .”

"He got the key to the main entrance of the relic, and he also knew that there were relics of the civilization of the previous era on the bottom of the South China Sea—he understood that the sacred place of the aborigines is the relic."

"So... which possibility is it?"

"Did Viscount Grant kill Maureen in order to keep it secret; or was Maureen seriously injured and died before he could tell the news?"

"Perhaps at that time, Harrison Port, which was hit by a big storm, couldn't rescue a few survivors of the escort who were probably dead."

Even if he is a prophet, Ian can't predict or spy on such details.

Moreover, in the final analysis, no matter whether Viscount Grant came or not, the survivors of the guards who stayed at the gate of the ruins would not be able to survive.

Because of hunger, because of the revived brain devouring psychic power, and because of the madness brought about by fear, not long after Mo Lin left, the cannibalism began.

They all died by each other's swords, not by Lord Grant's.

but……

The Viscount did not come.

This is also true.

"Ian?"

The doubtful voices of his peers came from his ears, and the boy realized his gaffe.

He took a deep breath, and his expression returned to normal.

Ian smiled and turned his head to look at Isengarde: "It's nothing, it just feels like a world away. It's really amazing that the world can be so vast."

"Haha, I think so too—but if the tide gets bigger, things will be troublesome."

Isengard also feels the same way. He even has a "fainting sky syndrome" now. This is an illusion caused by staying underground for a long time. It means that the sky is an empty nothingness, and he may fall into it at any time. The tide beat against the rocks, making him feel like he couldn't even stand firmly.

Of course, this is impossible, and it is impossible for a sublimator of the first energy level to lose his footing anyway.

unless……

It is the earth and sea that are really shaking.

Boom...

There seemed to be the sound of naval artillery in the distance.

"So, can I think that the Huaiguang Church is also dissatisfied with the present...?"

"Huaiguang is dissatisfied with all the sufferings in this world, but as the 'proverbs' say, only human beings oppress themselves, human beings mutilate themselves, and no one can untie the rope, and we will not make any choices."

"Just like back then, no matter who it is?"

"Human beings will change, light will change, but Huaiguang will never change."

"Okay...wait a minute, the situation has changed."

Bishop Baiwu and Master Gosai, who were communicating on the side, also stopped their two elders' whispering.

Master Gesse frowned slightly, looked at the sea area on the other side, and then stretched his brows: "Well, I didn't hear the engine sound of the fully armored battleship, and there was no second ether weapon, it seems that the fast fleet from the surrounding high seas should come. The South China Sea will see the situation."

"As for now, it is estimated that they are communicating with each other."

The old man is well-informed, and he is not surprised by the gradually noisy gunfire in the sea: "It seems that we must contact Ayers quickly and ask him to send someone to pick us up."

"Otherwise, the danger may not be dangerous, but things will definitely be troublesome."