Pirate Control Thunder

At the edge of the dense forest, a group of people were waiting quietly. When they saw Nicholas and others, their eyes shone with light.

"he came!"

Batulu said in a low voice.

After being captured, the other party did not kill them, but let him go back and asked him to bring their clan leader.

And their clan leader is the burly and powerful middle-aged man next to him. He is also the strongest among the Sandians. He is strong enough to fight against the God of Sky Island without falling behind!

Nicholas came to the front of everyone unhurriedly and looked at the leader of the Sandian people who was standing at the front.

"It seems that they have brought my greetings."

Nicholas said with a slight smile.

"I am the chief of Shandia. Baturu and the others have told us the news. I'm sorry for causing trouble to you because of Rona's recklessness."

Chief Sandia, with feathers on his head and a majestic expression.

"Guest, can you come with us? This is not the place to talk."

Chief Shandia glanced at his former hometown and said solemnly.

Apayado was their hometown four hundred years ago, but now it has become a sanctuary for that group of people.

Even if they enter, they have to take huge risks.

Taking back this land that belongs to them has always been their dream, but it has never been realized.

Nicholas nodded. Although with his strength, the so-called God of Sky Island could be done in one move, but since the Sandians invited him, there was no reason to refuse.

So Nicholas and others moved forward silently under the leadership of the Sandians.

The Sandians were also very silent. Some of them peeked at Nicholas and others from time to time, showing surprise and fear.

After all, the person who could easily kill their elite team instantly, and the talking skeleton were things they had never seen before.

Soon, everyone arrived at Yunyin Village, the secluded place of the Sandians.

After entering Yunyin Village, Nicholas observed the small village. It can be said that both the architecture and layout are very primitive. It can be seen that the life of these Sandians does not seem to be very good.

The long battle with the gods has taken a huge toll on the Sandians.

Even by this time, they were at the end of their rope and could only survive in hardship.

After four hundred years of disputes and battles, the Angel Clan of Kongdao naturally has an advantage because of their aboriginal identity, and this is their territory.

Even due to the huge consumption caused by the war, the aborigines of Sky Island can quickly recover through trade with other Sky Islands.

The Sandians, on the other hand, could only be slowly worn away, gradually becoming at a disadvantage in the war.

Among Nicholas and his party, the one who surprised the Sandians the most was Kulik and his son, because since they entered Yunyin Village, it can be said that the tears of this father and son have not stopped for a moment.

It seemed that every ordinary thing made the two of them extremely moved.

Soon the chief took Nicholas into a wooden house, and the two sat down face to face.

"Batulu, you have already told me everything you told them."

After a pause, the chief looked seriously.

"I have also checked the records left by previous ancestors. I believe that you are also from Qinghai."

"We are indeed from Qinghai."

The chief listened carefully.

"Speaking of Beihai in Qinghai, there is a widely circulated story. In this story, you Sandians played a very important role."

"what story?"

"The Story of Rolando the Liar."

The chief's face showed confusion: "The great liar Rolando. Rolando seems to be a great hero recorded among us Sandians. He once was a close friend with Calgara, the great warrior of our tribe. And the two of them were close friends.

We agreed to meet again at a certain time."

"Yes, it is indeed the Rolando you recorded, but in the eyes of the people of Qinghai, he is just a liar.

So far, his descendants are still working hard to prove that their ancestors are not liars, and to find traces of you Sandians. By the way, the two crying guys outside are the descendants of Rolando.

"

Nicholas said slowly.

The chief was silent.

"Four hundred years ago, Rolando and his crew sailed a ship and found the Golden Land of Shandorla. They cured the tree fever in Sandia and thus became friends with the Sandia people.

After returning, he wrote a book about the story here and told the world about the existence of the Golden Land."

"And reported this island full of gold to the king. After learning about it, the king personally led two thousand elite soldiers to the Golden Land on the Great Route. However, when they paid a heavy price and arrived again, this deserted island

There is no gold."

"After returning home, the angry king arrested Rolando for the crime of deceiving the king. For this, he was also executed by the king, but even before the execution, Rolando still told lies. 'I know, the mountains of gold are

"Sinked into the sea". In the end, Rolando's life came to an end amidst the shouts of "big liar" from people all over the country.

By the way, even at the last moment of his life, he was kneeling on the execution platform with a silly smile. This look was also written into the history books and became a story passed down from generation to generation in Beihai, and no one believed it anymore.

Rolando's words and his adventures."

Listening to Nicholas' words, the chief's expression was complicated, and he opened his mouth.

"That close friend of the great warrior Calgara is indeed an extraordinary person."

"Yes, Rolando is a great man."

Nicholas smiled: "Perhaps when the king went to the Golden Land with heavy troops, Rolando already knew that his trip this time was not to meet his close friends, but to bring disaster to the peaceful and peaceful Golden Township.

But I guess when he arrived at Gaya Island again, looking at the disappeared golden land and only half of the house left, Rolando's heart must have been unprecedentedly joyful."

"Actually, I have always wondered why the last words Rolando said before he died were that the Golden Land had sunk into the sea. With his rich experience in sailing adventures, it was impossible not to know that if the Golden Land sank into the sea, as long as he expended effort

We can get to the truth by salvaging it.”

The chief raised his head suddenly, with shock on his face, and his lips collided up and down.

"You, you mean, Rolando knows that Shantora was washed into the White Sea by the rising current!?"

"Perhaps the so-called big talker is just Rolando's atonement for protecting Shantora. After all, people's greed is endless. If they knew that the Golden Land was behind the White Sea, they would probably do everything possible to succeed.

Rolando understands the ugliness of human nature, and at the same time regrets telling the world about the Golden Land. Instead of bringing endless trouble to Shantara, it is better to let the Golden Land become a lie!"

After listening to Nicholas' words, the chief's face was full of shock, shock, and disbelief! Is this actually the case?

He inexplicably remembered the statue of the great warrior Calgara in the village, and what had been passed down from his ancestors: no matter how many people with wings there were, the great warrior Calgara would defeat them even if he was seriously injured.

Ring the golden bell in Shantara and send its sound far away.

"It turns out that the two of them never forgot their agreement with each other until the end!"

The chief was shaking all over, and tears were streaming down his cheeks.

This is the answer that our ancestors have been pursuing for four hundred years. They have waited for it for too long and paid for it for too long.

The reason why the Sandians have never given up on retaking Apayado is that, apart from the fact that this is their homeland, they also want to ring the golden bell again and guide their friends in the right direction.

Nicholas sat cross-legged opposite and watched silently.

The chief looked grave and said slowly.

The low voice echoed in this small wooden house, and Nicholas listened carefully.

"You said that as long as we are willing to submit to you, you can help us, right?"

Nicholas nodded: "Yes, I can help you."

"Help us take back Apayado, our hometown!"

The light in the chief's eyes became brighter and brighter.