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The "Black Throne" set off.

It drove away in the orange sunset. Like an impressionist oil painting.

On the high platform of the rudder, Lucid sat in an armchair, while Roselle was at the helm intently.

There are only two of them on the huge platform, but there are many mechanical creations with a sci-fi and futuristic shape around them.

These are Roselle's handwriting, as the demigod of the "generalist" sequence, it is not difficult to toss some mechanical creations.

Seeing the mist in front of him, Lucid clenched his fist secretly, and a hint of anxiety arose in his heart.

This mist is not simple.

According to Russell, in addition to reducing visibility, it can also cause people to lose their way. Often after a long time of advancing, they find that they are spinning in place, which is very evil.

Only when the blood moon rises, this mist will disappear briefly.

This is why Roselle was able to leave safely last time.

The misty area is getting closer and closer, Lucid squinted and secretly guarded himself.

The "Black Throne" continued to move forward, and soon entered a cloud of confusion.

A rope stretched from the ship to the mid-air of the confused and unknown sea.

At the other end of the rope is a flying machine.

This is equivalent to another warranty, and it is also one of the reasons why Russell feels relieved to make her toss.

The surrounding air became more and more humid, and a cold chill came along with the mist, giving people an uncomfortable feeling.

Seeing this white mist, Lucid couldn't help but think of Backlund.

The similarities between the two are so terrifying to think about.

As the "Black Throne" sailed, the fog became denser, and looking across it, there was a vast expanse of whiteness.

With eyes flickering, Roselle looked at Lucid sitting in the chair.

The latter closed his eyes, nodded after a moment, and said softly:

"no problem."

Raising his eyebrows, Roselle was a little surprised. After a while, he rolled his eyes and said with a smile:

"After returning to Intis...are you interested in playing as a general?"

"..."

Lucid twitched the corners of his mouth as if glancing at him, and said perfunctorily:

"Let's talk about it then!"

Looking at Roselle who was smiling, she secretly complained.

This guy...I'm afraid it's not treating himself as a humanoid self-propelled radar?

I always feel a little bit ill-intentioned.

Under Lucid's guidance, the "Black Throne" drove slowly but steadily.

The surrounding fog is getting denser, and although it is not to the point where you can't see your fingers, it is also very exaggerated, and the visibility is only a few meters around.

"Um?"

Russell suddenly turned the rudder several times, changing the direction of the "Black Throne".

Without waiting for Lucid to ask, he frowned, turned his head and asked blankly:

"Are you sure there is nothing ahead?"

Facing this "preemptive strike" question, Lucid closed his eyes and felt for a moment, and then shook his head in the same doubt:

"Nothing."

"Oh?"

Touching his well-kept mustache, Roselle's eyes flashed with confusion, and he said in a deep voice:

"A rock appeared in front of it."

"This is impossible……!"

Lucid retorted subconsciously, but immediately thought of something and frowned.

"Aha, don't worry..."

Seeing this, Roselle smiled and waved his hand, comfortingly said:

"It's okay... I was trying, don't be too serious."

Pursing his mouth, he glanced at the white fog in front of him, smiled and said to Lucid:

"Let my mechanical creation go and investigate it first to see what's going on."

After saying this, he closed his eyes and seemed to have entered a state of being out of mind.

Looking at the mist that obscured the sky, Lucid could not help but sighed secretly, a trace of melancholy in his heart.

After a while, Roselle opened his eyes.

He looked forward with surprise in his eyes, as if seeing something unbelievable strange.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing what he looked like, Lucid blinked, rather curious.

Roselle replied without looking back:

"That's a phantom... The island I "see" just now is a fake..."

He seemed to be a little gloomy, looking at the mist for a long time without words.

After a long while, Roselle seemed to recover, and smiled embarrassedly and asked:

"Should I drive in that direction now?"

Lucid was not too hypocritical, closed his eyes bluntly and entered the perspective of the "satellite map".

After carefully distinguishing for a while, she opened her eyes, pointed in a direction, and said with uncertainty:

"It should be here..."

And Roselle didn't hesitate much, and after a glance, he turned the rudder a few times and turned the direction of the "Black Throne" sailing.

After doing these things, he turned his head and asked with a smile:

"You really don't consider my proposal just now, come to play as a general?"

"Uh……"

Lucid was speechless for a while, twitching the corners of his mouth without answering.

Seeing the confused fog, she always seemed to be a little uneasy, always feeling that the direction of the "Black Throne" was a little off.

It feels strange for no reason, but it's hazy and it makes people wonder.

Closing his eyes, Lucid opened the "satellite map" again, and checked it carefully.

At this moment, the sailors panicked and shouted from the bow of the ship, interrupting her exploration of the "satellite map".

"Stop the boat! Stop! There is a rock ahead!"

"Stop the boat!"

...

Opening his eyes, Lucid saw a **** reef with extraordinary vision.

The reef is so real, you can even see many tiny barnacles and seaweed attached to it.

Seeing the seaweeds still swaying with the ocean currents, she couldn't help being a little surprised.

At this moment, Lucid even had a little self-doubt.

Is this really an illusion? Isn't it too real?

But Russell was still clinging to the rudder~lightnovelpub.net~ unmoved.

The "Black Throne" drove straight ahead, hitting the rock that looked hard as iron.

His heart trembled, and Lucid couldn't help but panic a little.

As the "Black Throne" approached, everything became clearer, and she even saw some little crabs walking on the reef foraging.

With his eyes wide open, Lucid became more and more horrified, as if he saw the scene where the bow of the ship collided with the reef in the next moment.

The sailors at the bow of the ship wailed even more, rushing to the rear deck one after another, looking at the approaching reef with trepidation.

Finally, at the forefront of the bow, at a not slow speed, it touched the huge black stone that looked so real.

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