Act 45 The Prophet

The two of them were calculating silently. While Tata was calculating, she couldn't help but look at Brando with admiration, because she soon realized that the direction given by Brando at the first time might be right, and she Even after careful calculation, I couldn't even be completely sure. ※%※%,

What an enviable talent this is, Tata couldn't help but think to himself.

Unfortunately, Miss Goblin didn't know that what Brando was doing at the moment was slightly different from what she imagined.

Calculating the direction of the exit is only the first step.

But that's not the most important job.

Sweat soon appeared on Brando's forehead. Sometimes experience is the best thing to rely on, but sometimes it's not so wonderful when you say your life depends on the experience of others.

At least he only has one thought in his mind now, that is, the player who originally described all this must not remember it wrong, and must not be bragging.

"There is an energy vortex on the port side!"

A voice rang out in the spiritual world. The Tilmers' tone usually lacked fluctuations, but a hint of panic could be heard at this moment.

"Don't panic!" Tata calmly gave the order during the teleportation, but after saying this, she subconsciously got stuck.

The most feared thing in the energy space is running into turbulence, but in this place where the sense of distance is lost, the turbulence of time and space is so elusive, it is entirely possible that it will appear next to you in the next moment.

There's no way to predict it.

"Unless, unless someone can fully understand the operating laws of time and space..."

But Tata himself couldn't believe it. There may have been strong men with time and space elements in this world, but the power of order controlled by ordinary people is just a drop in the bucket of tiamat law. The authority they control is nothing but the truth. a very small part of.

Often, even if a mortal spends his entire life, he will never be able to grasp the secrets of the world.

Because once someone does that. Then he will cross the line between man and god, perfect his body, ignite his divinity, and become a true god.

What the existential power is, no one knows anymore after the gods leave.

But just like the fairy lady cannot imagine the realm of God. She also couldn't imagine that someone could travel in such an environment for decades.

These people never fear death because even death cannot take away their experience.

They are immortal adventurers.

They are players -

"Here we come." At this moment, Brando felt his heart beat slightly, and his whole body seemed to relax all of a sudden. He took a gentle breath and gave the order in a decisive tone that he could not believe. road:

"The whole fleet obeys my order and turns to thirty-four. Sailing ten chains in the direction of nine o'clock."

Tata felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Not only her, but Bai Wu, Root and the two wise men from Tilmos raised their heads subconsciously, as if to confirm whether the voice was made by this young man.

"This is impossible." A voice in Tata's heart said.

Bai Wu stared at Brando closely, as if staring at the door of an opening treasure house.

In the silence, Brando's order was still conveyed——

Because no one objects.

Maybe it was acquiescence, or maybe it was forgotten.

Or maybe all the Tilmosians have become accustomed to subconsciously obeying the instructions of this planeswalker master, in short. The entire fleet slowly turned again under Brando's order. It's so clunky and sluggish. It seemed that the next moment he would hit the wall of the storm because of his stiff movements, and then turn into dust in the void.

But none——

Each time, the fleet managed to avoid the energy and space-time turbulence at the most critical moment, as if they had already anticipated that this dangerous trap was there and had made preparations in advance.

Within the mental network of the Tilmose people. For a moment, there was no sound at all.

Only Brando's orders were passed on one after another.

"Turn to seventy-six, hoist sail, turn to twelve o'clock and sail three chains."

"Turn to forty-four, turn around and return to the previous route."

"Let the fleet behind follow. Continue sailing Seven Chains..."

The people of Tilmose seemed to be under a spell, mechanically executing each of these instructions like puppets on strings.

Only occasionally could there be the sound of the lookout hand on the bow shouting -

"There is energy turbulence on the starboard side!"

"It's coming..."

"A chain...thirty meters away from us...it has really passed, Elemental Lord!"

The fleet suddenly shook slightly.

At that moment, Tata felt her heart tightening. Brando was no better than her. There were thin beads of sweat on his forehead - he knew in his heart that this was the most critical section, the energy pass. It's right in front, but hidden in the turbulence of time and space.

A huge group of ships must pass through it. Whether the experience of those who call themselves veterans will work depends on the last few dozen seconds.

Although judging from the previous performance, it does seem to be somewhat useful.

But Brando knew that in fact, there were almost problems on several occasions. If Akroma had not continued to help him maintain the Eye of Law, although the fleet would not have been completely destroyed in those few times, it would have at least suffered heavy losses.

The Sea of ​​Magic is ever-changing, and players’ experience is not necessarily reliable all the time. In fact, he knows that the players who relied on these strategies to travel outside the elemental barrier in "Amber Sword" in the past are all experienced veterans. But even so they often capsize in the gutter.

The difference is that they can afford to lose, but he cannot.

Brando's palms were covered in cold sweat. It's not that he was not confident enough, but which player who could reach the elemental barrier in the first place was not an elite? At least he himself was not qualified to be a member of the Plane Adventurer Club. Even those people couldn't do things with certainty. He really didn't know if he could succeed in one go.

In fact, he was already praying to the gods, Buddhas and Lord Martha in his heart.

"Time and Space Fault!"

Suddenly there was a scream from the direction of the bow.

Brando watched helplessly as the two dragon-headed battleships suddenly twisted there. The entire ship seemed to be infinitely stretched and stretched, and then disappeared in an instant, as if it had been sucked into a space that could not be seen with the naked eye. As if among them.

Brando immediately felt a slight pain in his arm. When he looked down, he found that Miss Tata had sat on the back of his hand at some point, and her small palm and fingernails almost missed his flesh.

But this pain made him wake up.

The space-time fault is too close, and it is impossible to completely avoid it.

He only hesitated for a moment before giving the order in a deep voice: "Don't turn, maintain the course and rush forward!"

No one questioned it. The entire fleet sailed straight forward in almost a strange silence. It soon passed by the space-time fault, and one by one the dragon-headed battleships disappeared from everyone's sight. .

But no one made a sound in the spiritual network.

Almost half of the fleet is slowly disappearing——

Brando inserted the Blade of Flame on the deck with his backhand, then took out the dimensional hole, poured the contents onto the deck, and then handed it to Akroma.

He looked at the latter.

The angel holding the holy sword also looked at Brando.

"give it to you."

Akroma nodded.

It picked up the dimensional hole and flew out towards the starboard side of the fleet. Under the gaze of everyone, it caught up with several dragon-headed battleships that were twisting and stretching in that direction, and then the figure of the archangel holding the holy sword began to appear differently under the influence of the space-time fault. A normal twist.

But just this moment——

Everyone suddenly heard a low muffled sound, as if something was breaking, and then a ball of dazzling light exploded like the birth of the universe. In an instant, there was only a vast expanse of white in everyone's field of vision, and the pure and flawless light extended in all directions until it enveloped the entire space.

Then the Tilmosian fleet shook heavily.

When they came back to their senses, they were surprised to find that the huge storm vortex appeared in their field of vision again...

It was spinning slowly on the left side of the ship group, but near the storm vortex, the previous terrifying lightning storms had weakened at this moment, and the surrounding magic storm seemed to have softened, causing a strange phenomenon to appear in the void. of peace.

There is no chaotic and violent magic in this calmness, but only the breath of endless order.

‘Pa-ta-’

Root fell onto the side of the ship.

Brando also stood blankly on the side of the ship, looking at everything in front of him, and a sense of ecstasy about the aftermath of the disaster could not help but arise in his heart——

It's not just him.

The sailors and sea people of the three clans still seemed to be in a dream, until the vibrations of the ship's hull began to gradually weaken, they seemed to wake up from their dreams, and burst out with cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

This kind of emotion shared through spiritual connection - people's happiness and joy in surviving the disaster - when they are superimposed on each other, Brando can't help but feel a surge of pride in his heart.

He did it.

He will definitely do it.

"Mr. Brando!" Miss Goblin looked at him almost in disbelief: "You know, I am extremely convinced now that you must be the hope that Martha gave us."

"You must be that person-"

Brando lowered his head and looked at the fairy lady.

"Maybe," he took a breath and replied softly, "but no matter what, I will definitely try my best."

"Yes," Tata said: "We are with you, we will fight side by side with you, Lord Martha will definitely protect us."

"Bless us all..."

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