Cataclysmic Transformation

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The size of Dragon Island is larger than Ron expected, and the endless sea outside Dragon Island is far beyond imagination.

In the endless sea, taking the endless meaning, no one can ever reach the edge, and in legend, the end of the endless sea connects another space.

Not concerned about these Ron, he is most concerned about how to find the ancient ruins on the scroll-floating island.

Unfortunately, Ron searched all the islands around Dragon Island, but none of them floated in the air. In the face of the hundreds of islands dotted like stars, Ron couldn't help but worry.

No way, Ron had to ask the fishermen nearby.

Afternoon sunlight shines on the beach, and the whole beach is scorched hot. In a calm harbor, an old fisherman on an old fishing boat smokes a hookah and enjoys this rare leisure time.

The old fisherman squinted his eyes like he was dozing off. He seemed to be remembering, remembering his long-lost youth. At this time, a voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Old man, hello, I want to inquire about something?"

The old fisherman opened his eyes and saw a young man in a black robe standing in front of him sometime, with a pair of dark eyes looking at him in good faith with a look of inquiry.

When the old fisherman looked at him as a young man, he also laid down his guard, smiled enthusiastically, and stood up, "Oh, guests coming from afar, what do you want to inquire? In the sea, there is nothing I do n’t know! "

The old fisherman smiled friendly, and he didn't speak big words. He has lived here all his life, and there are no disturbances in the sea area that can't hide him.

"Really? Great!"

The boy in black robe was Ron. When he heard it, his eyes gleamed, and he finally found the right person. He quickly asked, "That old man, do you know where the floating island is?"

"Oh, the floating island ... I certainly know ... this floating island ..." the old fisherman said with a smile, and his head was spinning rapidly.

Huh? How is the name of the floating island so familiar, is it ...

At this moment, the old fisherman suddenly seemed to remember something, his face changed, and he shouted, "What ... do you ask the floating island? I don't know! I don't know! I don't know ..."

The old fisherman said three "don't know" one after another. He stood up, his face very irritated.

"Old man ... you ..." Ron was startled. He didn't expect the old man to change his face suddenly.

Ron felt that the old man was informed, but why didn't he say it?

By this time the old fisherman had stood up and pushed Ron out angrily.

"Let's go ... what's on the floating island, don't ask me! I don't know anything!"

After saying this, the old fisherman pushed Ron out of the door and slammed it shut.

"Old man ... old man ..." Ron knocked on the door a few times and called again, but the old man ignored him. Ron had to sigh and stepped down the old wooden boat step by step down the stairs.

He turned around and saw that not only the door was closed on the old man's boat, but also the curtains were closed.

"Forget it, ask someone else!" Ron thought helplessly, he didn't expect it would cause the old man such a big reaction.

However, things are so weird. The honest fishermen started to be polite to Ron, but when they heard Ron inquiring about the "Floating Island", everyone's face changed a lot, as if they saw him. Ghostly, his face full of fear, he walked away quickly, avoiding Ron's questions, and some even turned him away, making Ron quite depressed.

"What the **** is going on?" Ron scratched his hair while strolling on the hot beach. "Why does everyone seem to have such an expression, but they don't say anything!"

"They must know something!" Ron thought, stopping, and came to a conclusion.

How can they be told?

"It seems ... can only take some unconventional means ..."

At this time, Ron's eyes flashed, thinking silently, he stared at a fisherman's family not far away.

...

"Bang--" the ground, in a dilapidated room, the decaying door was kicked open with one foot, only to see a person thrown hard, fell to the ground, that is a tall middle-aged man, At the moment he is like a gourd.

Despite the seeming intensity, the middle-aged man suffered no injuries. He fished out all year round and his body was great.

He was thrown by a young boy in black robe, not to mention Ron. He covered his face with a black cloth at this moment, and then caught the middle-aged man without knowing it.

The room was very dark, full of pungent fish smell, very unpleasant, through the shabby ceiling, the sun shined into the dark room, adding a bit of dark taste.

This is a house used by fishermen to dry dried fish.

The guy thrown in by Ron was full of horror. He got up and said, crying and weeping on his knees, "Adult ... respected adult ... I'm just a fisherman. , I ca n’t afford any money ... There are wives and children to support, so adults should let me be kind ... "

When the middle-aged man came to beg for mercy, he regarded Ron as a blackmailed pirate.

"shut up!"

Ron drank sharply, and the middle-aged man immediately dared not speak.

But when the man heard Ron's voice, he was a little strange in his heart. The pirate seemed to be not very old.

Ron snorted and reached for his hands slowly, groping slowly around his waist. The middle-aged man looked at it, and his heart suddenly became cold.

he! He wants to kill?

But the middle-aged man was wrong. He only heard the sound of "Wow ---", and the young man's hand flicked up, and a piece of yellow gold shone down in front of his eyes. Beating.

"Gold coins! A lot of gold coins ..." The middle-aged man looked straight, he had never seen so much money.

Ron said quietly, "Answer my question, these gold coins are yours ... otherwise ... hum!"

Ron snorted, making the middle-aged man's body tremble.

At this time, he had confirmed that the young man in front of him was not a pirate, and he was relieved and asked, "What do adults need to know? Whatever villain knows, he must know everything and speak endlessly!"

"Well! Very good!" Ron nodded in satisfaction as the guy cooperated so much. He glanced at the middle-aged man. "Then tell me ... where is the floating island!"

"Floating island?" The middle-aged man froze for a moment. Suddenly, a look of fear appeared on his face. "This ... this ... adult me ​​..."

"Say!" Ron snorted. He raised his voice and took a step forward. "Say! Or kill you!"

Ron released the coercion of the powerful in the Sanctuary, making the middle-aged people feel like the threat of death is coming, their bodies trembling, and their sweats are coming out in cold sweat.

Ron just took away the coercion. He sorted out his clothes and said casually, "Speak, I hope your words satisfy me!"

"Yes ... Master!" The middle-aged man looked at the gold coins on the ground and swallowed hard. He gritted his teeth fiercely. "Master ... Actually, the location of this floating island, the fishermen here None of them do n’t know, but they generally do n’t say it, because there ... Since ancient times, it was a place full of taboos with @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html! "

"A place full of taboos?" Ron murmured these words, and then he knew why the fishermen could not avoid them one by one.

"Go on!" Ron said quietly.

The middle-aged man paused, "This is also the rule that my ancestors uploaded. It was handed down from my grandfather's grandfather's grandfather, saying that the place must not be visited, even if it is close to it!"

"Although I have never been there, I heard the old people say that the place usually looks calm and calm, but as soon as someone approaches, the earth-shaking changes will happen immediately ..."

"The clear sky becomes dark, as death hangs over the ground, the wind rises, countless lightnings fall, the sea whirls a whirlwind, the sea water boils, the floating island floating the endless sea, like the eyes of the devil ..." There was a horrified look on the man's face, and when he talked about these fishermen's word of mouth, his body shook involuntarily.

"How could this be?" Ron frowned. The news was far beyond his expectations, but it also strengthened his determination to go.

The middle-aged man glanced at Ron. "Adult, there is a place full of taboos. It's very dangerous. I don't think adults should go anymore! Besides, there is nothing worth taking risks there!"

"It doesn't matter to you!" Ron took a deep breath and said calmly, "Just tell me where the floating island is!"

"In the sea area that has been walking about a thousand kilometers east to the east! There are few islands in the area and it is easy to find!" The middle-aged man swallowed and said bitterly, "We fishermen never dare to go there Fishing ... "

"Well!" Ron finally knew the general orientation of the floating island. He nodded in satisfaction, "You can go!"

"Thank you, Master!" The middle-aged man was relieved and was about to leave, when Ron stopped him, "Take away the gold coins on the ground!"

The middle-aged man originally wanted and did not dare to ask, and he was overjoyed, "Thank you, Master!" He said that he happily picked up the gold coins on the ground and carefully put them in his arms, then thanked Ron, A gift, only then went out.

As the middle-aged man walked toward the threshold, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and turned around and said, "Oh, sir, I remembered. According to our fishermen, this floating island is not actually called floating island. There is another name! "

"What's the name?" Ron asked frowning.

"Called the island of death!"

The middle-aged man left after speaking, leaving Ron alone in the dilapidated wooden house.

"Island of Death?" Ron raised his head slowly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up, showing a smile. "Oh! This place has become more and more interesting!"