The Demon King is unfathomable

Chapter 292 After the rain, the sky is clear
"You rude bastard, what are you doing?!"

Not only was his belly turned out, but he was also being stared at. Gutaf became furious. He curled up his tail and hugged it to his chest, covering his fragile belly. He was so angry that his face turned red and his teeth were bared.

Only then did Luo Yan realize that his actions were indeed inappropriate. It was just like picking puppies at a dog market.

It is indeed ungraceful to treat the gods of the past in this way.

The sight from the side was becoming more and more dazzling. Not wanting to be misunderstood by his subordinates, Luo Yan coughed lightly, loosened his hand that was holding Gutaf's neck, let it fall back onto the airflow condensed on the tip of the staff, shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Nothing, just curious... By the way, were you a male or a female before?"

"What male or female? Don't talk like I'm an animal!" Gutafu was so angry that his teeth were bared, and his mouth was like gunpowder, and he uttered a long string of "dragon language" in a jumbled manner.

Luo Yan didn't understand, nor did he want to understand. He was only slightly stunned when he suddenly noticed the huge amount of information contained in this sentence.

Good guy.

Could it be that the Zetas reproduce asexually?
Of course, it is also possible that their technology has advanced to a certain level, leaving the task of reproduction to automated machines, and all the individuals in the population have gone to pursue higher levels of pleasure.

But having said that, this guy doesn't look classy at all.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you treat me as an observer..." Gutaf was still shouting, but suddenly his tone changed and his voice stopped abruptly.

She raised her head suddenly and her expression changed suddenly, as if she finally noticed that the sky above her head, blurred by the wind wall, was different from a thousand years ago.

"@#%! My holy world! What have you done to my holy world?!"

"...Holy Sword?"

Gutaf said angrily: "@%#! Holy! Realm! It's that big, big barrier! You saw it in the log, right? Didn't I say that the entire planet is the pasture of a higher spiritual civilization--"

She said this seriously, but the vocal cords of this dragon's body were not fully developed, so the foul mouth and nonsense with a baby voice sounded like the imagination of a middle school student.

"Oh, you said that."

Luo Yan smiled and wanted to say that his flags were planted in his hometown across the street, but then he thought that he had bullied her enough today, so he might as well save this pretense for another day.

Looking up, he waved his wand and dispelled the atmospheric barrier that enveloped the area.

Without the protection of the barrier, the violent airflow rushed in instantly!

Gutaf's cheeks were blown all over the place, and the chattering noise suddenly stopped, leaving only the wailing against the wind.

"Ooooooh!"

The eggshells remaining on the ground were blown away!

Arakdo widened his six eyes, wanting to chase after the Demon King but not daring to drop him off his back. He could only watch the "opportunity" that was right at his fingertips disappear, his heart broken with pain.

but--

Its pain was still weaker than that of Gutaf, whose soul was almost blown away.

Instead of letting this guy be messy in the strong wind, Luo Yan waved the magic wand in his hand, like a conductor conducting a symphony orchestra, guiding Gutaf's falling trajectory, and landing accurately in the package hanging on the side of Arakdo, and then buttoned the package.

"Shh-"

The package filled with wind was like a blown sail. Although the air currents were still as sharp as a knife, they did not make it difficult for Gutaf to breathe like before.

Looking at the young dragon retching beside the backpack, Luo Yan spoke slowly.

"As you can see, the lizardmen who have been trapped by you for a whole thousand years are using the spears of their hearts built with their faith to break through the cocoon you carefully woven for them."

Gutaf gasped weakly and tried to argue that he was doing it for their own good, but when he saw that face that was not easy to deceive, he closed his mouth again.

It's a waste of effort.

She relied on those high-tech means to barely pretend to be mysterious, but this guy only needs his mouth.

Even magic doesn't seem to be needed.

Looking at the silent Gutaf, Luo Yan nodded with a smile, then thought of something and spoke.

"By the way, since you are no longer a dragon god, it is better to use the name Gutav less... After all, even if you claim to be Gutav, no one will believe you, right?"

Godhead is not so easy to inherit.

In particular, she did not set up a complete set of inheritance rules for her godhood like Lint Isaac did.

Looking at the little dragon with a desperate face and trembling lips, Luo Yan thought for two seconds and solved her problem of having no name.

"I'll call you Taffy from now on."

……

Above the boundless ocean, thick black smoke rose from the thick chimneys, roaming across the sky like a gray snake.

The wooden steam sailing ship was tossed in the raging waves, the sides of the ship were hit hard by the waves, the iron anchor was shaking, making a dull metallic whine, and the flag of the "Traveler" was fluttering in the sea breeze.

This is a cargo ship belonging to the Golden Seagull Chamber of Commerce of the Oss Empire, and its goal is to support the port of Sardo which is being rebuilt.

Standing at the bow, Captain Kedesan held a rusty monocular in one hand and held the guardrail with the other.

Staring at the turbulent waves ahead, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

The sea and the sky were connected in a vast expanse of gray; even the commonly seen seabirds had disappeared.

This is not a good sign.

"I have been sailing in this sea for more than ten years, but this is the first time... its silence makes me feel unfamiliar."

It also frightened him.

The footsteps came closer and closer. First mate Aiwen walked up to him in a wet cloak and said in a low voice:

"Captain, we seem to be going in circles... Logically, we should have seen the lighthouse of Saldo Port by now, but now we can't even see the shadow of land."

"Yeah... I noticed that too."

Kaidsen put down the telescope and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid we have deviated from the course... There has never been such a wind direction in this sea area in this season."

Aiwen looked solemn and turned to look behind the boat.

That was not the receding track, but a series of faint whirlpool marks, as if something was swimming slowly underwater.

"What on earth happened?" he muttered to himself.

From the beginning, he had an uneasy feeling, as if an evil demon from outside the domain was staring at his back.

Saint Siss above...

He prayed repeatedly in his heart, silently chanting the name of that adult, just seeking a moment of peace.

At this moment, a young sailor stumbled out of the hatch onto the deck, his face pale and his voice trembling:

"Dear gentlemen... I, I beg you to give me an answer, what on earth is happening here? Why haven't we seen the port of Saldo yet?"

He didn't want to panic, but the old sailors kept nagging in his ears, saying that he might not be able to go back this time.

This was his third time sailing, and he had promised his pregnant wife that he would return as soon as possible to watch the birth of the child. He didn't want his child to be fatherless, and he didn't want this to be the last voyage of his life.

"There's something wrong with the steam engine, it's not a big problem. Go back to your work and don't bother me here." Kadsen said perfunctorily. Of course, he couldn't tell his men that the real situation was that he was lost.

however--

He didn't notice that the cinders on the boy's boots were stuck in the boiler room.

"I'm in charge of the engine..."

The sailor looked at the captain in horror, completely losing his mind, and said tremblingly.

"Could it be... have we really entered the legendary 'Cursed Sea'?"

His words were like a dropped match, instantly igniting the fuel that had already covered the deck.

The sailors talked in low voices and exchanged frightened glances with each other. Some of them subconsciously touched the amulets on their chests, while others, feeling guilty, nervously checked the steam valves and sail ropes.

That was a legend circulated in the colonies of the New World, and only sailors who frequently traveled to and from the New World knew it.

It is said that in the center of the vast ocean, there is a forbidden sea area that can "swallow ships", called the Cursed Sea.

Once in it, the compass will fail, the stars will disappear, and the entire ship will be like being held in the mouth of a giant beast, chewing it back and forth, and finally swallowed into the seabed.

No one ever came back alive from there.

As an experienced captain, Kadsen certainly disdained such ambiguous rumors.

No one has come back, so where did this legend come from?
This is probably the nonsense of drunkards in the dockside tavern.

However, despite this, the deepest bowstring in his heart was inadvertently touched for a moment.

Especially when he saw the confused faces of his men and the increasingly turbulent waves outside the ship...

"Shut your mouths! Or I'll sew them up for you! If you want to get to Saldo Port as soon as possible, don't dawdle!"

He gave an order without hesitation, interrupting the sailors' wandering thoughts with his rough voice.

"Go at full speed! Try to leave this sea area before dark!"

If he fails to keep his morale stable, he will probably be killed by these crazy idiots before being swallowed by the Cursed Sea.

He had to keep them busy!

Soon, the rumbling sound of coal being thrown into the iron furnace was heard in the boiler room. The mechanical arm pulled the steam pressure valve, and the old hull vibrated dully. It sped forward with panic and doubt. However, at this moment, a flash of lightning suddenly exploded in the cloudless sky!
"boom--!"

The thunder was not an ordinary roar, but a loud noise that seemed to be torn from the zenith, as if some invisible giant had slapped the sky hard.

At the moment when the thunder exploded, the cloudless sky seemed to be covered by a quilt, and rolling black clouds appeared in the sky out of thin air!

The whole ship was shaking violently, and the sailors on the deck screamed and looked around in confusion.

"Damn it! What on earth happened?!" Aiwen screamed and sat down on the ground.

Before he could recover, a huge wave came like a whale leaping out of the water and hit the side of the boat hard!

The shattering water splashed down like molten iron bursting out of a forge, accompanied by a whistling sound.

"Bang!"

Captain Kedesan staggered and was knocked to the ground by the waves, and his wet captain's hat rolled to the side.

"Oh shit!"

He cursed and climbed up from the deck in a panic, his whole body was wet and his wrists were scraped.

Without bothering to pick up his hat, he instinctively wanted to confirm the direction, but at this moment, a shrill scream came from the front of the deck.

"Look! What is that!"

A sailor pointed to the sky, his face full of fear.

His voice was hoarse and broken, like foam squeezed from his throat.

Kaidesen looked up at the sound, and the scene in front of him made him stiffen and his face lost color.

It was a rolling black cloud—

wrong!

That was not a cloud, but a huge mouth leading to the abyss. It was like a scar on the body of a giant beast, oozing out black mist as thick as blood!

The "dirty" things continued to pour out until the entire sky was dyed dark red!

Thunder flashed faintly in the clouds, tearing the dark sky apart and revealing inch-by-inch light.

But that was not the light of the sun.

It does look a bit like... coming from the ground?!

Kadsen vaguely saw a shadow, like a mirage, towering mountains spreading from the clouds, like an inverted bowl, covering the entire sea.

He stood there at a loss, completely speechless, as if he had been under an illusion.

what is that?
This was the only thought in his mind.

Not far from him, Ewen, who was squatting on the ground, dropped the pipe in his hand onto the deck with a bang.

Like Kaedson, his face was pale, his lips were trembling so much that he couldn't utter a syllable, and his fingers were pointed at the railing of the ship's side...that seemed to be the last bit of strength he had left.

"Captain... over there!"

Kaidesen suddenly came back to his senses, turned his head and looked at the sea on that side.

A look of horror was etched on his face.

It was a huge wave tens or even hundreds of meters high, like a wall dividing the sky and the earth. The Traveler was like an ant lying on the back of an elephant in front of it!
"We're descending!" a sailor roared, holding on tightly to the things around him.

Soon a terrified voice responded to him——

"Do not--"

"It's the sea that's rising!"

Neither of these situations seemed to make their situation any better.

The strong wind swept in with salty and wet mist, the ropes on the deck danced like mad snakes, and the canvas snapped and almost tore.

The waves came one after another, as if destroying any invaders who dared to approach.

Just at this moment, a roar that shattered fear suddenly sounded, shocking everyone's despair.

"Don't look up!"

Kaidesen suddenly drew out his sword, the tip of the sword flashed with a cold light, and he roared as if he wanted to split the huge wave in half.

"Get back to your positions! We're going to charge!"

"It's Chaos! We're dead!" The sailor holding the mast screamed, his face full of despair.

"If you want to die, go ahead and do it yourself! I'm still alive! I want to live!"

Kaidsen roared and stepped onto the helm, holding the sword high in his hand, casting a twisted snake shadow under the lightning.

"Cut off the mast! Increase the steam engine's output to maximum! Even if the furnace explodes, the engine must not stop!"

At that moment, the entire deck seemed to be shocked by his roar, and the people who were at a loss what to do instinctively began to run.

have to say.

Sometimes, humans are really like sheep. They must be led in front of them before they can walk.

Faced with the unprecedented waves, they had originally given up the idea of ​​surviving, but at this moment they gathered hope for life again.

The boiler spewed out charred steam, and the chimney roared, spitting thick phlegm onto the almost solidified rain curtain!
The fragile hull was like a water bird going against the wind among the huge waves, staggering but moving forward stubbornly.

It sinks and moves forward—

It's like a wild beast running on the edge of a cliff. Even though every struggle might lead it to fall into the abyss, it still refuses to stop and keeps kicking its hind legs.

Thunder, screams, cracking wood, explosions of steam... everything was intertwined together.

I do not know how long it has been--

Maybe a quarter of an hour.

Maybe just a few seconds!

It seemed that the gods heard everyone's prayers, and it seemed that the powerful belief changed the direction of their fate.

With a deafening thunder, the "Traveler" seemed to have broken through an invisible barrier, finally breaking free from the misfortune that was entangled with it, and rushing towards the sunlight from the chaotic tsunami with scars all over its body.

The dazzling light suddenly shone on their faces, piercing into everyone's pupils like a sharp sword.

Ewen, who was lying next to the rudder, wiped the sea water off his face and roared excitedly.

"Ouch!!!!"

They succeeded!
They are still alive!

"Long live the Empire!"

"Long live Saint-Siss!!"

The sailors roared with excitement, hugged each other, and even knelt down to kiss the salty, wet deck.

however--

When they finally climbed up from the deck and looked around, gasping for breath, everyone, without exception, stood there in a daze.

It was not the sea that surrounded them.

But the mountains that are like snakes and the impenetrable jungle...

"嘁嘁嘁——"

The rustling sound of insects in my ears seemed like a bizarre dream, and the surging waves seemed to be non-existent.

However, the drops of water dripping from the half-broken mast reminded them that everything that had happened before was not a dream, nor was it their fantasy.

"This is... Porto Saldo?"

"Not really... the leaves there aren't that wide, and the leaves aren't this shape."

"Did we drive too far..."

"But even if it's far away, it won't get stranded on the mountain, right?"

The sailors exchanged glances, suppressed their whispers, and looked around with panic in their eyes.

Aiwen sniffed subconsciously and felt that the air here was humid and heavy, even more so than the deepest part of the New World.

Are there really imperial colonies here?

At this moment, a huge bird shadow suddenly flew over his head, making a shrill cry, as if it had been frightened by something terrible. He was so scared that he pulled out the pistol at his waist.

Holding the guardrail and walking to the bow, Kaidesen looked around and felt dizzy. It took him a long time to adapt to the feeling of time and space disorder. However, he was shocked by the scene that came into his eyes and was stunned on the spot.

He thought that it might be crushed by huge waves or thrown into the sky by the tide, but he never thought that this broken ship would be stranded on a mountainside surrounded by dense trees.

He was silent for a long time, then swallowed hard.

Saint Siss above...

What is this for him?
(End of this chapter)