Hundreds of miles away from Silver Palm Island, a giant ray was floating on the surface of the sea. A handsome man with silver hair was standing on the back of the ray, looking in the direction of Silver Palm Island.
His eyes were glowing as he observed the scene in the distance.
After a while, the man's lips curled into a smile. "The basket witch's people are testing the Leviathan. The door is still closed, and the Leviathan won't leave so easily."
On the island in the distance, the Leviathan stared coldly at the sky. Invisible high-frequency ripples began to spread out from its body. A woman with a pair of bat wings was flying high in the sky. Suddenly, blood began to flow out of her ears. Her vision blurred, and she fell headfirst into the sea.
The Leviathan rolled its giant body and swam towards the woman's direction.
Just as the Leviathan was about to reach the unconscious woman, a shrill laugh pierced through the sky.
The batwoman's eyes suddenly opened. She glanced at the giant mouth of the Leviathan and panicked. She gritted her teeth and flew away, trying to get out of the Leviathan's range.
The Leviathan's pupils became vertical slits, and in a split second, its aura of a truth-finder wizard enveloped the batwoman.
The batwoman froze on the surface of the sea, unable to move. At the same time, a look of despair appeared on her face as she forced herself to look towards the southeast. The sun was glaring, and her vision was getting blurry. In the end, she was sucked into the Leviathan's gaping maw by a gush of seawater.
The Leviathan let out a satisfied roar and curled up at the edge of Silver Palm Island.
At the same time, on the surface of the sea in the southeast, a little girl sat on a weird-looking basket. She was holding her chin with both hands, and her face was full of shyness. She was giggling unconsciously.
Beside her was a lady with a face full of scars. She covered her mouth with a lace fan and whispered, "Master, it seems like the Leviathan will not leave the Silver Palm Island. Even when it started to chase us, its tail was still entrenched on the Silver Palm Island."
The one she called master was the little girl on the basket. She tilted her head, still holding her chin with both hands, as if her head would fall if she let go.
"Even so, it seems to be starting to get restless now. Hehehe, maybe it's wondering why it has to stay here? " The girl on the basket tilted her head. Her eyes were wide open, but her pupils were wandering around in her eyes. She looked extremely terrifying. "Little Peipei, don't you think so?"
Little Peipei was the noblewoman with stitches all over her face. At the same time, she was also the housekeeper of Summerdew Ridge — Madam Pei.
"Master, you're right. The Leviathan won't destroy anything on Silver Palm Island before that happens. But now … "Madam Pei looked at the messy Silver Palm Island in the distance and smiled without saying anything.
"The Leviathan may be foolish, but we can't fight it. It's starting to get restless. It seems like the time for the mysterious space to open is getting closer and closer. "The little girl giggled.
"The seed of self-doubt has taken root and sprouted. When it blossoms and bears fruit, it will be the day when the door opens." Madam Pei stepped on the water and closed her fan. "Master, there's still some time before the fruit is plucked. Why don't we head back first?"
The little girl nodded. She held her chin with one hand and patted the basket below her with the other. "Wheeze, let's go home!"
The basket, which was originally floating quietly above the sea, suddenly shook a few times. A big mouth grew out of the protruding basket, and a bright red tongue coiled around the mouth as it spoke in a sharp voice, "Hulu, received! Sit tight, Master. The Wheeze Bus is about to depart! "
The little girl giggled.
Madam Pei turned around and looked at the place where the Leviathan had swallowed Batgirl whole. Her eyes were filled with regret.
Suddenly, the little girl on the Wheeze Bus asked, "By the way, Little Peipei, how's the information on Lucas coming along?"
Madam Pei waved the fan in her hand and tapped her shoulder. "According to Swan, there's nothing unusual about Lucas. The biggest thing he did in his life was to lie to the entire Anrum Empire. I've already reported it to Master. "
"Nothing unusual? Impossible. Keep looking then. Lucas must have something to do with the Mysterious Dimension. "
"Understood." Madam Pei paused for a moment. "Swan also told me that Mister Phantom's new student is doing a guide mission at Ferran Land."
"Oh? That genius alchemist? "
As the two of them talked, they walked further and further away until they disappeared at the end of the sea.
On the other side, the man on the back of the ray watched them leave. After chuckling, he said in a low voice, "Bicky, you can deactivate your stealth state. Let's go back."
The ray swayed its body and gradually dived into the sea, disappearing as well.
…
Inside the Ship's Graveyard, Angor picked up a single-use space capsule to check what was inside.
However, just as his mental power tentacles touched the space capsule and before he could begin to explore it, an accident happened.
At first, it was only the floor under his feet that was shaking. Before he could figure out what was going on, he heard loud noises of ships crashing into each other. Even the ship he was on was caught in the middle of several other ships.
The furnishings in the cabin began to shake. Bookshelves fell down one after another. Even the skeleton in front of him was falling down.
Puzzled, he flew out of the cabin. When he looked around in the air, he was surprised by what he saw. The entire Ship's Tomb began to undergo a great change. The deathly still seawater began to ripple, and the waves continued to push against the dense Ship's Tomb. Many wooden shelves that had already decayed to the point of collapse were crushed into dust under this pressure.
The sound of collapsing buildings and ships crashing into each other could be heard everywhere.
Angor wondered if there were any sea monsters in the sea when he sensed a strong fluctuation of spatial energy around him.
"Did a ship teleport here from Gearwheel Abyss?" Angor frowned. If every ship that entered this place by accident always faced such a huge disturbance, the ship in the Ship's Graveyard would have been destroyed long ago. How could it still be so intact?
While he was still wondering, he noticed that there was no space fissure at all. The energy ripples were caused by the shaking of the entire island.
"An earthquake?" Angor landed on the shore. The ground was shaking, and huge waves were stirring up in the sea.
The ground was cracking, dead trees were falling down, and waves were crashing onto the island, bringing a terrible stench.
Fortunately, the earthquake didn't last long. Still, the Ship's Graveyard suffered great damage.
Almost 80% of the ships in the graveyard showed signs of collapsing or sinking. Even the ships that were still floating on the sea were damaged beyond repair.
Angor hovered in the air. His boots were shining with a golden light, and his cape was fluttering in the wind.
His expression was one of confusion, not because of the earthquake, but because he had heard a faint roar during the earthquake. It sounded like the roar of some kind of beast, which was full of "self-doubt".
More importantly, he seemed to be vaguely familiar with this roar.
But he couldn't remember where.
"The cause of the earthquake might have originated from this beast. But where is it? Is it in the fog of the open sea, or under the island? " Angor ruled out all the possibilities. He had a feeling that the roar didn't come from this area. It came from … outer space?
But where was the Outer Heavens?
Angor returned to the ship he came from. The White Clam Sea Freighter was damaged by the earthquake, but it was still much better than the other wooden ships.
Angor went to the room on the fourth floor. The room was in a mess, with all kinds of books and scrolls scattered on the floor.
He browsed through them and found that most of them were about Devil's Water, just like the books in Roman's room on The Limpet.
Angor went to the skeleton and checked the space capsule. Most of the items inside were daily necessities. Only some of them were related to supernatural.
Among them, he found an ID card.
He didn't open it immediately because there were too many things in the single-use space soft capsule, and he might end up squashing them all here. Angor searched the room first and found several pages of notes on the table in front of the skeleton. After making sure he didn't miss anything, he left the ship.
He found an empty spot on the island and opened his single-use space capsule.
Poof! The smoke dispersed, revealing a pile of items in front of him.
Using his three Hands of Spell, Angor quickly arranged the items. He put the daily necessities aside, while the supernatural items in front of him were placed in front of him.
First, he checked the ID card, which was similar to the bone cards in Brute Cavern. There should be a lot of information inside, but it required mana to activate. However, the card's owner was dead, so it couldn't be activated. Fortunately, there were some basic information on the back of the card, such as the owner's name.
"His name is … Huskar."
Angor took out several pages of notes on the table and carefully read them. When he saw Huskar's name at the end, he was sure that Huskar was the captain of the ship.
Huskar's description was similar to the other logs on other ships. They all talked about how they somehow came to this place. But judging from Huskar's neat handwriting and careful wording, Angor could tell that Huskar didn't have much trouble writing down these things.
Huskar even wrote, "The environment here isn't good, but there's no danger. I can train here."
However, not long after Huskar recorded this passage, he should have died, because the date after that was left blank.
As for why he died, Huskar didn't mention it.
This made Angor even more cautious. What Huskar said about "being safe here" was just a facade. There must be some kind of danger lurking in this place.
After making sure there were no other clues, Angor began to organize Huskar's belongings.
"Glowing Velvet Potion, Decipher Potion, Pheromone Altering Water, Windsor Witch Soup … all low-level potions. But there's a good variety." Angor sorted them into his bracelet according to the labels.
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