He Comes From the Void

The moon that the sailors used to locate was hanging low at the junction of the sea and the sky, and it had been like this since last night, as if the Siren sailed into the infinite eternal night.

But from a geographical point of view, it is impossible for the Shadow Island to have Eternal Night. This is an illusion that everyone can see, and it is not real.

"I can't see anything." Kahn, who found nothing, put down the binoculars and picked up the compass instead.

"In the past few days, I have checked the compass seven or eight times a day, and I can confirm that our direction has not deviated too much. If there is no wind, then paddle forward."

Kahn said with some uncertainty that no one on the entire ship had ever been to Shadow Island, and only he knew that the destination was southeast of Bilgewater. But if you just know the direction, there is no guarantee that you will be able to find the Shadow Island.

Unable to see the change of the moon phase and unable to read the star map, the ship completely lost its direction and could only go by feeling.

"That's the only way to go." Sarah ordered the crew to go down to the cabin to paddle. As long as it is a sailboat, oars will be prepared for use when there is no wind.

Kahn also followed, supervising the work of the sailors.

He immediately sensed that the atmosphere in the cabin was not good. The phantom of Yong Ye caused everyone to have their own anxiety, and they didn't put their minds on the oars in their hands at all.

Such unaligned oars may change the navigation of the ship, miss the Shadow Island or directly plunge into the core and most dangerous place of the Shadow Island.

Something has to be done to change the status quo.

His eyes aimed at the scimitar on Lei Wen's waist. The hilt was carved with a skull, and he took a step forward and drew it out.

Raven has always boasted that the texture of this machete is the purest sun-steel, and he offered a whole bottle of ten-year-old rum to the bearded lady to buy it.

But Sarah told Kahn that the knife was actually a counterfeit. The workmanship of the gauntlet was too crude to be made by Demacian craftsmen, but she didn't tell Raven.

Raven watched Kahn pull out his beloved scimitar, thinking he was going to do something, so nervous that he hesitated to speak, stretched out his hand towards him and put it down, a little at a loss.

Kahn took the knife, pointed it at the pillar next to it, and knocked loudly. The sound attracted the attention of the sailors, and all eyes turned to him.

"Give me a little relaxation, anxious emotions will resonate with the undead. Do you know what this means?"

No one answered, but everyone had a similar answer in their minds—that's definitely not a good thing.

Kahn returned the knife to Raven, and changed the topic: "If you don't want to be attacked by the undead after nightfall, then think of something happy."

The sailors looked at each other, and one sailor suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Kahn asked.

"I thought of something happy. My wife gave birth to a boy," said the sailor.

"Congratulations, our captain will pay for your son's milk powder when we go back."

Sarah snorted, feeling both angry and funny. As an unmarried woman, she has to pay for other people's milk powder, which is really easy to mislead others.

But for the father of a baby, powdered milk money sounds like more motivation than a few krakens.

Maybe it was the sailor’s sincere smile that infected other people, causing them to think about the word happiness, maybe it was a casino where they made a lot of money playing dice, or spent a good night with a girl who saw the right eye, in short, the atmosphere was very fast It becomes full of enthusiasm, and the evil spirits do not invade.

The Siren finally moved forward steadily.

Two days later, Sarah finally found land.

At the other end of the telescope is an archipelago larger than the Python Islands, surrounded by black mist, looming.

"The black mist, the archipelago, it's the Shadow Island!" After getting Kahn's affirmation, the news spread on the ship, and the sailors came to the ship to see the true face of this legendary island.

The black mist wrapped the archipelago tightly like a shroud, and one could smell an absurd and corrupt atmosphere from a distance, which was disturbing.

But in the past few days, whenever the name of the Shadow Isles was mentioned, the heavy pressure was overwhelming.

But when they saw the black mist, they felt a sense of relief.

Tangible threats are much easier to deal with than invisible terrors.

"We have to get closer, but we still can't take it lightly!" Sarah said: "There are countless undead lurking in the black mist, eager to get delicious souls. Most undead can only exist by relying on the black mist, but there are many of them Some powerful people can exist alone without the black mist, and some even can control the black mist. In short, be careful, and tell me immediately if there is anything wrong."

Naturally, it was impossible for Sarah to know this out of thin air. These were all she asked from Kahn.

The black mist is the carrier of the curse, it has terrible lethality to the living, it can absorb the vitality of the living invisibly, and is imprisoned in the black mist forever.

If ordinary people enter the black mist without any protection, they will probably walk and then turn around to see that their body has collapsed.

The Siren continued to approach the Shadow Island, during which Kahn and Kai'Sa all came to the deck, holding binoculars and watching the appearance of the island revealed in the gap of the black mist.

Sometimes, luminous spirits can be seen emerging from the black mist, and then swallowed by the black mist in the blink of an eye, disappearing.

And Sarah covered the skin armor and jumped into the black sea.

The closer you get to an island, the easier it is to hit the rocks, and you can't see the hidden reefs under the calm sea on the boat. She didn't want the Siren to be silent here so that no one on the ship could go back, so she could only go down to the sea to explore the water depth and seabed features near the ship.

In order to ensure that she would not be separated from the Siren, Kahn had her go down with a rope tied around her waist. Kahn will always observe the tightness of the rope. If Sarah breaks away from the rope, it means that something happened to her.

The sea water here is icy cold, and completely different from Bilgewater's seas full of piranhas, there is no sign of life in the seas around Shadow Island.

Three clusters of glowing eyes searched underwater, unable to see any signs of life.

The bottom of the sea is full of shipwrecks. For a thousand years, countless civilizations have wanted to obtain the forbidden magical artifacts on the Shadow Isle, but most of them fell into the sand.

She leaned over and took a closer look, and found that these ships were not sunk by hitting a rock, and there were no sharp reefs around many of the wrecked ships... It was more like being sunk by something.

Are those hulls sunk by sea monsters or something?

Suddenly, there was a pull on the rope, and Sarah immediately surfaced, looking up.

"We can't get any closer." Kahn pointed to the black sandy beach shrouded in black mist on the island: "That's not where we can land. Go around the island to the south and look for a place without black mist."