It was as if a kind of joy had arisen spontaneously from a desperate situation. Everyone was overjoyed and hurriedly flew in that direction.
But Brendel was not too surprised. In fact, he had seen the ship a long time ago. It seemed that leaving Tarkus and Delphine on the ship was the right choice. The two of them did not make any mistakes at this critical juncture.
Although the fog wasn't as dangerous as he had imagined, if he really had to break through the fog, the number of people around him would probably be reduced by a lot.
At most, he could only protect Incirsta and Phoenix Flame.
"Phoenix Flame, come here." The fog that came from the harbor had occupied more than half of the harbor. Phoenix Flame was the weakest among all of them. He did not dare to waste any time and extended his hand to her.
Phoenix Flame was not shy at all. She quickly grabbed Brando's hand. Obviously, she knew that this was not the time to be particular about etiquette. She could not let everyone wait for her.
In a few breaths, everyone landed on the ship one by one. As soon as Brando boarded the ship, he saw Delfien at the side of the ship looking in his direction. When the prime minister's daughter saw him, her eyes lit up and she quickly walked over.
"Why are you on this ship? Where's Tarkus?" Brando put down Phoenix Flame and Incirsta's dragon. Although he had expected this, he could not help but ask.
The prime minister's daughter quickly sorted out her emotions and replied quickly, "He's on another ship. I insisted on coming. The other two ships are outside on the waterway between Tayweed Island and Gussel. They're waiting for us to join them. If necessary, we can abandon this ship."
Brando nodded in satisfaction. He felt that keeping this woman by his side might not be a complete mistake. At least at this time, she could be said to be the only person he could use. If he left Tarkus alone, he would not be completely at ease.
"You've done well. The others have to thank you. But you don't have to come to this ship personally."
"I will do my best. If I can't see you safe with my own eyes, I won't be at ease. I have to watch the Nidevins revive."
Brando scrutinized the woman's light purple eyes. The Prime Minister's daughter walked up to him and adjusted his collar. "What should we do next?" she asked.
"Gusel is done for," Brando replied. "We have to leave this place immediately."
"What's going on?"
"It's Unnamed," Brando said as he walked in the direction of the gangway.
"This fog?"
He nodded.
Delfien's expression changed, and only then did she show some lingering fear. Unlike the people of Jiufeng, the legend of the Lost Name was widely spread in Wohnde. Unlike those shallow aristocratic socialites, she, who was knowledgeable, certainly understood the heavy meaning of the word.
Then she realized something, and her expression changed again. She bit her lower lip and followed Brando's footsteps. She lowered her voice and asked, "The fog on the Taowu Strait …?"
Brendel nodded silently. He knew that he couldn't hide anything from this woman. Her mind was too sharp.
"… I hope I'm wrong. Otherwise, the Swift Plains would be finished. At least the coastal areas would be finished. I don't know what happened to the Green Jade Hillock, but …"
He shook his head as he spoke, and stopped at the gangway. Before they landed on the ship, Delfien had already ordered the ship to turn. Although they were temporarily safe, the situation was not as good as they had imagined. The ship made a turn in the bay, but the fog on both sides could not be stopped. But since they were on the ship and had their feet on the ground, they could free their hands to disperse the fog.
Even so, the wall of fog on the surface of the sea was getting closer and closer. It was like a long and narrow strait, and it looked as if it would squeeze together at any time and crush them to smithereens.
Needless to say, the fog coming out of Gussel was getting closer and closer. The fleets within the fog were almost right in front of them.
Brando looked at the scene with a solemn expression. If necessary, he would have to give the order to abandon the ship.
Fortunately, the speed of the ship was faster than expected. Soon, he heard a cheer. Behind the closing fog, there was a gap. Not far away was the Courcel Waterway.
Tarkus and his two ships were a few miles ahead, slowly moving towards the northern exit of Tayweid Island. The moon had reappeared from the clouds, and the sea was frighteningly bright.
At the very last moment before the wall of fog closed, the ship finally leaped out of the fog and entered the waterway between Tayweid Island and Port Gussel.
"Raise the sails, quickly, quickly! You damned lazy bones, didn't the necromancer who summoned you teach you how to raise the sails? "Incirsta's voice rang out from afar.
The people on the deck heaved a sigh of relief. Some even ran over to Delfien to thank her. The prime minister's daughter always maintained a polite smile in front of these people.
Brando looked in the direction of Port Gussel one last time, then turned around and pushed open the cabin door beside the gangway. He lowered his head and went in.
Delfien hurriedly followed.
The two went straight into the drawing room. The prime minister's daughter seemed to know what he was going to do. She took out a scroll of the sea map from the cabinet beside her and spread it out on the table.
The sea map clearly marked the Taowu Strait, Swift Plains, Green Jade Hill, and the coast of the Sea of Eternal Darkness. The furthest point was Crete Island to the south of Saint-ausol and east of White Mountain. That place was less than a thousand nautical miles away from Erouine. It could be said that it was the easternmost and southernmost point of Wohnde.
Brando wasn't familiar with the geography of the east, but that didn't stop him from knowing where the Taowu Strait was on the Sea of Eternal Darkness. He saw the prime minister's daughter pressing her hands on the sea map, using a compass and a ruler to draw an arc.
Delfien's black hair hung down on the sea map, but she didn't notice it. She frowned and bit her lips as she calculated carefully. Then she drew another line. That line was originally directed to the north of the Sea of Eternal Darkness, going up the Kursun Strait and into the Sea of Fallen Stars east of Saint-ausol.
At the end of that line was the Great Glacier.
Brando knew this line. On this line was the area where the Lost Names appeared most frequently. If the sea map continued to extend east, then the line would connect to Erouine. It landed on the coastline north of the Deadly Frost Forest, crossed the entire Deadly Frost Forest, then entered Arreck from the south of Lantonilan, passed through the great ruins under Faor, and entered the territory of Princess Vladapes.
There was a natural Black Forest on the southern border of this territory. Since the early days of the First Era, there were often sightings of the army of the Lost Names there. Then it continued to move east into the Sea of Glittering Light. From there to the north, there were many sightings in the Temple of the Earth and along the coast of Hazel.
In theory, this line should have circled the entire Wohnde. Many people once thought that the Lost Names were circling the entire Wohnde, but no one knew what their purpose was.
It was just obvious that the Lost Names only landed in the northern peninsulas of Erouine, White Mountain, Hazel, and the forests of the southern border of the Ring of the World, a few areas of Ludwig north of Cruz, and the north of the Ten Cities. Most of the time, their route was actually at sea.
But now, this route had undergone a great change. Originally, it was supposed to go north from the Kursun Strait, but now, it had undergone a 180-degree reversal. Instead, it had turned south and plunged straight into the Kursun Strait. If he guessed correctly, after the line went south into the deep sea, it would turn east again and circle back to the Great Glacier from the north of Nine Phoenixes, continuing its cycle.
But Brando and Delfien were both looking at the position of the Kursun Strait at the moment.
"If I'm not wrong," the prime minister's daughter looked up after calculating the last line. At this moment, the moonlight just happened to pass through the porthole and shine on her face, making her look a little pale, "Something should have changed in the Kursun Strait, causing the marching route of the Lost Names to deviate. Now it's inserted south into the Kursun Strait, and the entire Swift Plains should be covered by it."
Brando shook his head, "The Kursun Strait has been cut off."
"What?" The prime minister's daughter was stunned.
He suddenly remembered something. It was the Bugas. The Slate War had begun, and it began with the floating city of Massenger falling into the Kursun Strait.
The Disaster of White Mountain —
There was no mention of the upheaval of Nine Phoenixes in history, but now that he thought about it, Madara did not eventually invade Nine Phoenixes at that time, perhaps because of this incident. It was just that the east had not yet been opened at that time, and the players had too little information.
He frowned, and for a moment he did not remember if the connection between Erouine and Nine Phoenixes had been broken for a period of time at that time. Unfortunately, it was the last period of Erouine's life, and other than the bloody battle with Madara, there were no relevant details in his memory at all.
Perhaps there was, but it wasn't the main information. Naturally, he couldn't remember all these minor details clearly.
He was thinking, and Delfien naturally did not speak. But at this moment, the door creaked open, and Incirsta came in from the outside. When he saw the two of them, he immediately said, "You're here."
Brando and Delfien turned their heads at the same time.
The future star of Madara gestured to them, "Count, I think you'd better come out and take a look."
"What's wrong?"
"I think we're in big trouble."
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