Chapter 500 Climbing the Tide

People think the sea is endless, and they are wrong.

Although the earth is round, the end of the world's seas is a surrounding coastline, and there is the dark continent.

The world map is placed in the middle, which is a contrast between a marble and a washbasin.

In a word, the sea area of ​​the human world can only be called "lake". In fact, it is indeed a lake, named Lake Mobius, and the six continents are small islands in the lake.

In such a comparison, the insignificance of human beings is immediately exaggerated by more than hundreds of times.

The Lori has crossed the boundary line, which means it has entered the edge of the dark sea.

The total area of ​​the Dark Sea is six times the size of the world map. Regardless of the direction, if you sail in a straight line at high speed, you can touch the coastline in at least five weeks.

After crossing the sea boundary line, the sea is still calm and there is no change.

Luo and Bisji stood side by side at the bow of the boat, watching the end of the sea ahead.

In the area near the border sea boundary line, there is the largest landmass, and there are also many large uninhabited islands.

On the land, there lived a race of monsters called gatekeepers. Their bounden duty was to lead outsiders into and out of the Dark Continent.

Negotiations or transactions, as long as the etiquette attitude is followed, the gatekeepers will help and summon sub-race guides to lead the way for outsiders who want to go to the Dark Continent.

To put it simply, the guide is a guide, who can reduce the difficulty of crossing the dark sea.

"If you don't seek the assistance of the gatekeeper, the difficulty of crossing the sea will be doubled, right?" Bi Siji looked back at the mainland with many small black spots.

On the imaginary continent, on the one hand, you can supply supplies, and on the other hand, you can also seek the assistance of the gatekeeper.

"Indeed." Luo nodded and said, "But if you do that, the scenery you experience will be different. If it doesn't work, turn around and go back."

"The spirit of a dreamer? Nitro once said that 'they' are a group of dreamers who are not afraid of the danger ahead. The downside is that it makes him waver and he doesn't know how to make a decision." Bisji sighed.

Luo turned his head to look at her, and said: "His decision is correct. Although it stifled the freedom to pursue dreams, it did protect many unnecessary sacrifices."

Bisji was silent for a moment,

Then he said: "So, as far as I know, you are the only one."

Luo shook his head, drooping eyelids, and said seriously: "Not only that, there are many more, but I am one step ahead of them."

Kim, Billand, Pariston...

Two weeks later, the lucky voyage finally came to an end, and a violent storm seemed to arrive as promised.

The Lori was swaying in the raging waves, like a broken leaf in a rushing river, looking precarious.

Dongba was in the cabin, holding tightly to the reinforced guardrail with both hands, and stared dumbfounded at the darkened sky and sea ahead through the round window.

The black clouds in the sky moved and rolled crazily, thunder roared, and streaks of red lightning flashed among them.

The raging waves roared on the sea, and towering waves came one after another. Countless marine creatures were thrown into the air by the waves, and then fell helplessly into the sea. They were swept several kilometers away by the violent currents in the blink of an eye, and then drowned.

What made Dongba dumbfounded was not the endless thunder, nor the roaring sea, but dozens of huge tornadoes standing between them.

There was lightning and thunder, and the tornado rolled up a large amount of seawater and rushed towards the cloud dome, piercing large holes in the churning black clouds.

"It's all over!"

Seeing this situation, Dongba wailed in his heart.

The Lori seemed to be a lone boat, being violently pushed towards the raging dozens of huge waterspouts by the big waves.

In the captain's cabin, Luo looked stern.

"No, the motivation can't keep up."

The black cat yelled seriously, like a qualified support staff.

Even though his feet shook so violently, Bisiji's feet seemed to take root, making his body as majestic as a mountain.

She looked at Luo and the black cat who were trying their best, and looked away, falling on the waterspout in the distance. There was a trace of tension in that seemingly calm expression.

Compared with powerful enemies, the power of nature is too terrifying.

"What to do? If you get involved, it will be over." The black cat said nervously.

This is the sea, if the ship is destroyed, Luo's chances of surviving are very slim, and if Luo dies, then he is also finished.

"I can only rush straight over. If the power can't keep up, if you turn around rashly, you will only capsize." Luo Ding said solemnly.

The black cat said desperately: "Isn't that dead?"

"Shut your crow's mouth."

Luo scolded, took a deep breath, and then squatted on the ground.

"What are you going to do?" Bisji asked.

Luo looked up at her, and said seriously: "I want to bless [Zhou] on the entire ship."

Rao Bi Siji had seen strong winds and waves, and thought Luo's plan was extremely crazy. He actually wanted to cover the entire ship with air. That was not a knife or a sword.

Waiting for Bi Siji's shocked mood to go away, Luo put his hands on the ground and exerted his thoughts with all his strength.

White light burst out from both hands, and black regular characters stretched out from Luo's palms, like little black snakes, spreading all over the surroundings.

Looking at this scene, Bi Siji's mood was like the waves outside.

Do you want to use the word of God to increase your strength? This is the first time I have seen a person with the ability to use the word of God to such an extent.

How old is Luo...!

The black characters ended up being printed all over the ship, leaving a wide gap between each other.

Suddenly, a light was lit on the sea in the dark sky, it was the light shrouded in thought power on the ship.

Covered by the light, the Lori was finally sucked into a huge tornado, accompanied by extremely violent shocks and terrifying tearing force, it climbed upwards in the sea like a rocket.

The sound of thunder, water, wind, and a scream came from Dongba.

In a pitch-black mountain range, a man in a black robe lowered his head slightly, walking along a steep rock wall.

That arc should have directly fallen into the clouds below, but the black-robed man's feet were like suction cups, and each foot was stuck to the steep rock wall.

The black robe draped over his body was in dilapidated condition, covered with patches of moss, like a breathing lamp, with a greenish light from time to time, like an independent living body.

The man's face was hidden in the shadows, and he was holding a small globe in his hand, which seemed to be made of some kind of mineral. pebbles.

The stone is absolutely still, as if fixed in the center of the stone ring by countless opposing magnetic forces.

Suddenly, the still stone started to shake.

The man in black suddenly stopped in his tracks, silently looking at the rocks shaking like a cradle.

He stopped for a moment, his head swung lightly, and he squinted to the rear. There was the sea, no, the direction of Mobiushu.

"Is it another 'climbing tide'? Before I know it, another five years have passed."

The hoarse and old voice was drowned by the harsh wind.