Xie Shita pushed open door after door, and the bright flames almost burned into the house from outside the window frame. The air was filled with a burning breath, and the knight in gray armor was interspersed with her. She saw those people walking with their swords and armor colliding, jingling, but her eyes seemed to be unable to see her. She was looking ahead, as if she had passed through a silent phantom.

She followed them out, but the knights kept disappearing in the corridors, turning into a fork in groups of three or three, and fewer people stayed by her. In the distance, the flames had climbed to the highest point of the city tower, and the fire burned the night sky, with golden red.

The sound of fighting came from outside the castle, as if something invisible was invading. Outside the more distant firelight, a nightmare seemed to be shrouded in the darkness.

Xiesta suddenly recognized that place - the Tower of Grey Eagle. The castle stood on Mount Otrick. The dark creatures had already attacked the most center of the port, and some distant and unfamiliar information broke into her mind:

"Have you contacted Storm?"

"Ms., it's hard for us to break through now. The Empire ordered us to implement the plan ahead of time."

"No, civilians have not had time to evacuate."

"Notify..., let's go and meet the captain."

The female knight turned around and looked at her with a pair of gentle and firm eyes.

The other party reached out, which was a cold hand, and it was like a ghost on Xie Sita's forehead: "Don't worry, we will definitely take you to a safe place."

She felt that gaze was looking at her condescendingly. Why did she become so short? This is the memory of the past? But this is not the Principality of the Deer, what is this place?

Xie Sita subconsciously wanted to speak, but a stinging pain came, awakening her from that dream.

The maid opened her eyes, her violet-like eyes staring at the cold moonlight, and the silver moonlight flowed into the porthole and landed on the edge of her hammock. She grabbed the edge of the hammock with one hand and sat up.

The tingling dissipated like a phantom, but the dream still followed like a shadow. She silently stared at the darkness ahead, as if a shadow had generated her appearance, and stood in front of her, looking at her and questioned:

"Did you remember?"

"But that's not you, isn't it."

"You know in your heart that you are different from them. They have human emotions, and you are just a machine."

"You know where you came from-"

Xie Sita looked at his slender and slender five fingers, and it was hard to imagine the power it could burst out when wearing heavy arm armor.

"No, I'm not."

She whispered.

But everything was silent, and the maid could not hear the heartbeat that was rising and falling in the quiet night. There was only a little warm flow in my heart. The surging and powerful etheric energy burst out from the core, flowing through my whole body, and a faint layer of light was coated on my fingertips.

...

The first and the second day were very smooth. The Qihai Traveler set off at dawn, raised silver sails and sailed out of the valley. The dim and unclear morning light formed a natural cover with the background of the green mountains, allowing them to smoothly avoid the sight of the Naga clan and reach the hiding places scattered all over the island.

Odesha had already issued an oracle, and the natives on the outside of the island had abandoned their original settlements and hid nearby. However, some of the summoners remained in those places and took on the task of connecting with the valley.

Through their contact with Ian, the Qihai Traveler easily found the right location. However, during the period before noon to evening, the visibility on the Kūkai was the best, and Fang Yu was not in a hurry, so he asked Miss Tata to lower the height of the ship, moor down, and pretend.

All are to minimize the risk of exposure.

And through this time, survivors from nearby areas were gathered and transported back to the valley in batches. Generally, they can act three times in the morning and evening, and each time they can bring back hundreds of people.

The Qihai Traveler is not a big ship. The maids try to keep its carrying capacity below the limit to avoid any accidents, not to mention that they have to leave room to prevent possible battles.

However, even so, they emptied the survivors of the two villages in two days. According to Ms. Calendula, there should be two places for survivors to gather outside the island, but one of them has been lost, and most of them are in danger.

Fang Yu planned to go to the place that he could contact first, and as for the rest, he had to go and see it. It was an explanation for Odesa. They tried their best to complete the task, but the goddess was not able to perfunctorily treat them.

What's more, Naga's visit to the island is a completely unrestrained disaster for these indigenous people. The storm is approaching, so where will these mountain people go?

Therefore, if he could use the Qihai Traveler, he would not mind helping these poor people. Most of the others on the boat also had the same view. As for the Paparals, the box might not be very concerned, but at least he would not object.

The fairy craftsman lady who had just boarded the boat, Cui Xisi's purpose was slightly more utilitarian, hoping to win Audesa's favor. Miss Nightingale also had such an idea, but in the end, everyone's views were consistent.

Fang Yu did not forget to ask Xingmen Port for help on behalf of the conveners. He informed Bai Jia of everything that happened here, but even humanitarian aid, it would not be possible to arrive in such a short time.

Distant water cannot quench near thirst, and ultimately they have to find a way out.

"Don't hold too much hope," Bai Jia looked a little serious on the other side of the light screen and said to him: "The Empire does not attach much importance to the situation in Campa, and even the emperor's eyes are only placed in the rain forest in the south. The Empire may not care much about this."

“Where is the first division?”

"Don't you understand the Super Athletics League yet?" Bai Jia asked.

Fang Zhu looked up at the sky. When the gloomy sky drizzled, it showed that Audesa's protection for the island was further weakening. If her power did not fade, the weather in the barrier should be sunny.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! He looked at the storm gathering in the sky. The black clouds had expanded to the entire sea outside the storm in just two days. The sky was filled with dark clouds, almost airtight, and seemed to indicate an unprecedented rainstorm.

Fang Yu was a little uneasy.

Adni said that there was still a week to half a month before the storm came, but less than four days passed, the storm had gathered to a terrifying level and was likely to have been raging above the sea outside the storm.

"The storm is about to form," Bai Jia also saw this scene on the other end of the light screen, reminding him: "You have to leave that place as soon as possible. The storm surge in the northern border of Sinta'an is not something to say, and no treasure is as important as your own safety."

Fang Yu nodded, and he naturally distinguished the importance. But the task was halfway through, and he had to make a try anyway. Perhaps he could complete the remaining work today, and they could try to explore the Pirate King's treasure house with the remaining time.

But if they missed that time, they would have to leave the place in three days anyway. The Qihai Traveler must not be involved in that unprecedented storm, let alone the storm that may also be filled with Naga and the giant.

As for everything on the island...

He sighed, and could only think of a solution at the end.

But Fang Rong knew that his power was limited after all. When he reached that threshold, he could only provide the best help he could. He only hoped that Odesa did not lie to them all, that she could really protect this place in the storm.

He looked around the situation on the deck. The Paparals and Luo Hao were rolling up the sails, and the box beside him greeted him - he looked at the magic sword in the other party's hand, and "Gwenders" was rarely safe in the scabbard.

Jita and Dalier were also on the deck. The scholar was measuring the air pressure and the activity of the wind element in the sky. Tianlan watched Dalier throw a springboard off the side of the ship, and couldn't help but sigh for Miss Catman's strength.

May took the springboard at the other end and fixed it to the temporary trestle.

Then she waved to the top. Fang Zhu nodded to him.

He looked into the distance again, Adni was talking to several summoners, and the indigenous people stood on their side. After saying a few words to the people, Miss Castor ordered the summoners to move a batch of materials to the trestle-

They built a temporary dock there. The conveners also hoped to build an Adventurers Guild branch here and set up a crystal tower to try to intervene in the crystal net of Sintaan.

In just half a month, the conveners established a deep connection with the indigenous people here. With the help of the other party, they were able to explore the remains of the central mountain range. Now that the island is in trouble, the conveners hope to stay here for a long time and help the indigenous people resist foreign enemies.

Their power may not be enough, but the summoners knew that on the other side of the storm there was their own power.

As long as you inform adventurers that everything will always happen here, there will be a constant stream of adventurers coming to this island.

They hope to fight the upcoming storm in this way.

Adnie climbed the ladder there again, holding nails in her mouth - although she was a caster, she had some other skills - while she directed the summoners to work, she asked them to build a frame of the hall.

Fang Rong looked at this scene silently. The casting lady showed distrust of everyone, but she could get along well with these conscripts. She had only one purpose on this island, which was to retrieve her father's manuscript.

These unnecessary things should have nothing to do with her, but everyone's enthusiasm here undoubtedly touched the girl.

"Everyone on the ship has his own mission," Adnie noticed his gaze when she came over and couldn't help but explain, "I just found something to my best, build this temporary trestle, so that when the Qihai Traveler's number transporter comes back and stops, it can save a lot of time."

Fang Ling did not point out the matter about the hall, but said:

"I understand, Miss Adnie."

Adni took a breath, her other identity was very sensitive in the empire, and the hyenas had never given up on tracking her, Jed Ram's daughter.

She had long been used to the gray world. Her former colleagues left because of the differences in reality. Some even chose to betray her, showing off her fangs and blades. Over time, such an indestructible line of defense naturally formed in her heart.

Few people really put their vigilance on her, but the time she was on Qihai Traveler was the time she thought the least.

Although there were a few people on the boat that looked very strange, such as the boy who was as arrogant as he was all day long. The other party almost never greeted her, but in Adnie's opinion, it was almost childish.

But it's not a threat.

It was difficult for her to feel any scheming and deepness in such a group of people, that is, their captain, Adni glanced at Fang Yu and shook her head. She happened to hear the conversation between Cui Xisi and the other party that day, and even felt that the little girl was right about it-

At what moment can people maintain such innocence? Perhaps they may be lucky for a moment, but the world will not always protect such a group of lucky people.

Adni suddenly felt a little regretful.

It was a pity for what was about to be lost. She said to the leopard: "The Empire has never been kind. Do you still remember that port? Its origin must be strange. Maybe even Naga has something to do with the Empire. Mr. Ed, be careful."

Fang Yu looked at her and nodded.

He looked at the half-built hall again. In fact, the crystal tower inside was also his hand. After all, he was also a crystal craftsman himself, so he was his old profession.

However, after the crystal tower was erected, it had not had time to connect with the crystal meridians, and it was still blank. It was a very complicated task. It required injecting enough magic power to resonate with the flow of the etheric meridians.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Generally, only craftsmen who specialize in crystal and ether theory can be competent for this job, and they also need to have enough experience in building large magic equipment.

Generally speaking, the Adventurers Association has special craftsmen to do this, and outsiders generally call it a mesh craftsman. But when the lark and the other craftsman in the Caller heard that Fang Zhu would do this, he couldn't help but show surprise.

The latter one was so surprised that he couldn't stop talking.

"Are you a net pulse craftsman?" the man asked.

"No," Fang Yu shook his head, "I'm not, I'm just doing some research on the crystal field."

"But you can build large equipment?"

"Understand."

Fang Rong thought that there happened to be no candidates for the first and third divisions here, otherwise there might be someone who recognizes him.

Now the community has a high reputation for his achievements in large-scale equipment, and some even compare him with Weiyu. However, he is actually just a war craftsman, who is a veritable barrier craftsman.

The area that you really excel is large equipment.

"But I need time," he said to others, "this work is the essence of the work that is no different from the crystal network of the Craftsman Association. We have to prepare and report to the Craftsman Association as soon as possible after we get involved."
To be continued...