only god

Chapter 422 Brotherhood (Two in One)

The fleet sailed mightily on the sea, almost all three-masted sailing ships. They were first seen in the hands of three-eyed ape-man for large-scale trade activities, and then they were passed on to the human world with the caravan. It was improved by humans, and finally the true believers who came on pilgrimage brought related technologies to the Kingdom of Nus.

The three-masted sailing ship has a huge curved stern and a huge bow at the bow, on which there are mighty statues, and it is equipped with several square sails on the fore and middle masts, and a triangular sail on the mizzen, The huge volume is enough to carry the supplies to support ocean-going voyages, and it has enough self-protection ability even if it breaks into a storm.

Numirda stood at the prow, his arms on the mast, his feet planted on the shaking deck.

He heard reports from his subordinates that people have been seasick and vomited one after another in the past few days.

For nearly ten thousand years, the Logos people have no experience of ocean sailing. As early as the earliest times, the prophet Yar and his son took a canoe to witness the story of God.

It's just that, for a long, long time, the elves' voyages were often accompanied by narwhals. Their hands and feet were under the water surface, and they used their luminous horns to guide the movement of the water flow, stabilizing the boat and keeping them away from the water. Due to the effects of storms and increased speed, the reason why King Deltrian was able to go ashore smoothly in the past was inseparable from the assistance of the narwhals.

The exiles have already lost the qualification to call each other siblings with narwhals.

Thankfully, although there are quite a few people who vomit on the waves, elves are elves and there is no risk of mass epidemics.

Compared with the epidemic, Numirda was more worried about the sea storm along the way.

Ocean sailing has never been an easy task.

Even narwhals living in the deep sea are often scattered and left behind by storms.

The exiles who lost the assistance of the narwhal had no choice but to pray for the blessing of the gods.

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Sometimes, what is often worried about, what will come.

Three days after setting sail, in the gloomy night, a storm arose at sea.

In fact, the elves had expected the coming of the storm. Before it was dark, Numirda saw the sky darken, and thick dark clouds pressed in the air.

It's just that even knowing it doesn't help. The Logos people are sailing at full speed on the sea, but the fleet can't get out of the sea that is about to storm.

When the storm came, the Logos people hurriedly hid in the cabin, the three-masted sailboat swayed in the increasingly turbulent sea, the ruthless thunder exploded from the dark clouds, and the lightning flashed, this scene was extremely horrifying .

The tall waves came one after another, and the cabins were filled with Logosians, who prayed in the dark and asked the Lord for their safety.

There was cold sweat on Numirda's face. The storm was more violent than he had expected. He first calmed people's hearts loudly, and then knelt down to pray first. Seeing this, the panic of the other people on the same boat was calmed down.

The tall waves rushed towards the fleet, the deck was washed repeatedly by the rain, and there was no light in the dark sky except for thunder and lightning.

The fleet sailed with difficulty on the sea, barely following each other, and not falling behind.

Suddenly, there was a commotion among the Logos people on the outskirts. It didn't know when or why it started. Panic swept across like a plague in an instant, and there was a slight smell of blood in the humid air.

Numirda hurriedly opened her eyes and let go of her folded hands. When she was wondering, she heard a panicked cry.

"Merman! Merman! A merman has attacked us!"

With panic screams, the entire fleet was alarmed.

Numirda was terrified at first, then hurriedly stood up from the shaking cabin, and vigorously organized the Logos people to resist the attack of the sharks.

The elves rushed onto the deck, and in a panic, they held all kinds of weapons. Numirda, holding a bow and arrow, saw groups of mermen climbing the wet hull and boarded the deck. superior.

Without prior notice or warning, when the mermaids climbed onto the deck, the fight began. They walked on the ground in the rain, fighting with the group of exiles with their hands made of rocks and shells. , The elves were caught off guard, and the blood soaked the boards of the ship.

The mermaids are numerous and powerful, and there is an endless stream of fish during the breeding season. They not only fight with the Logos with spears, but also throw many poisonous snakes from the seabed, causing many Logos to die under the venom. .

Numirda gritted his teeth, and the rainwater of the storm slapped his face. He roared first, and stabilized the scattered elves, then bent his bow and set his arrows, and sniped and killed the merman who charged over.

After a few arrows, the two mermaids fell down. The elves were inspired and began to charge forward bravely. Although the shaking ship plank and the growing storm caused them a lot of trouble, they still couldn't bear it. It's an elf, and for a while, he killed the sharks like a horse.

The merman's poisonous snakes shuttled in the rain, and the storm was full of howls. The wailing and roaring never stopped, and the blood kept dripping. No longer a member of the Kingdom of Nus, they took the initiative to clean up their sins, and the exiles no longer regarded the mermaids as brothers. In the storm, their hatred was vented messily.

The strong wind came from all directions and surrounded the entire fleet. Almost every three-masted sailing ship was attacked by the mermaids. For the exiles, the only good news is that the mermaids, due to the characteristics of living on the bottom of the sea, Its weapons are extremely backward, most of them are made of rocks and shells on the seabed, and it is difficult to penetrate the belly of a three-masted sailing ship.

The blood kept dripping, and these exiles and the merman had turned against each other.

But no matter who kills who, or who is killed by whom, it will not affect the friendship between the Undersea Kingdom and the Nus Kingdom. This melee at sea will never be recorded in the history of each other.

Numirda fired arrows one after another. He couldn't remember how many mermen he shot and killed. He just relied on instinct to command the elves and stabilize the morale of the army.

At the end of the fight, the Mermaids were driven back to the sea, the deck was full of corpses from both sides, the sound of crying spread in the rain, the Logos people mourned the dead family members,
The fleet was tossed and tossed by the waves, the sea was swept up by the strong wind, the sky and the earth were darkened, and thick dark clouds weighed on their heads. The mermen who retreated into the sea manipulated the current in an attempt to ram the Logos ships together. .

Not long after, two three-masted sailing ships collided back and forth, nesting together, and dozens of elves fell into the water amidst the shock.

Seeing this, Numirda immediately ordered the Logos people to shoot the merman in the water on the deck. When the order fell, hundreds of arrows went straight into the water. No one would have thought that the Logos people's exquisite bow skills , will one day be used against his own siblings.

The storm is getting bigger and bigger, the clouds are thick, the thunder is exploding, the rain is flying down like crazy, and the ships are shaking violently on the sea like an earthquake.

The waves are bigger and bigger every time, just like the hatred of the mermaids. The Logos people try their best to survive the destruction, and some even jump into the water to fight with the mermaids. In the end, even the sea is full of corpses. stained red.

Under the tenacious resistance of the exiles, these mermen who came to seek revenge were finally completely repelled, and they finally did not let the Logos people die in the sea.

The dark clouds gradually dissipated, and Numirda took a deep breath, and then let it out heavily.

The drizzle that had not yet dissipated flew down under the night, washing the blood on the deck, and looking up, there were corpses on both sides, and the three-masted sailing ship was buzzing and trembling, as if mourning for this meaningless battle. Fight and cry.

The Logos people did not celebrate this hard-won victory. They suffered heavy losses in this night attack, and the entire fleet was injured. The three three-masted sailing ships were severely damaged, and one of them sank directly in the sea , luckily most of the Logosians were transferred to other ships before sinking.

In addition to these visible wounds, the Logos people also had to deal with those mermen who had no time to escape. Some mermen lurked in the dark and attacked when the Logos people put down their guard, and finally jumped into the water to escape; The venomous snakes left by the sharks were even more difficult to deal with, if they took a bite out of the blue, they would have to face several days of pain if they didn't die.

Numirda listened to the report of his subordinates and directed everyone to deal with the aftermath. Fortunately, the elf prince was an excellent commander, and the fleet finally stabilized the morale of the army when the dawn of the next day came.

"Prince, what to do with those shark captives?"

A subordinate reported in this way, and at the same time put forward his own suggestion,

"Should we all be executed?"

Numirda's eyes were bloodshot from exhaustion, and he said in time:
"No, bring them to me...

If you want to avoid the storm in the future, you must rely on these sharks. "

Soon, under Numirda's order, the captured mermen were pressed in front of the elf prince, who stood up and glanced at the mermen in front of him one by one.

Unexpectedly, Numirda saw a familiar face.

"Bohan..."

Numirda stared at the merman messenger in front of him.

Bohan raised his head and stared at Numirda with hatred on his face.

Under that hatred, there was a trace of bewilderment.

It can be said that Bohan has almost nothing to do with this mermen's night attack.

He was traveling alone with the fleet, and he had no chance to participate in the shark's night attack, and he didn't know about the night attack before it happened.

But he was unlucky, in the process of rescuing the injured merman compatriots, he was captured by the Logos people and brought before Numirda.

Numirda glanced at Bohan, and then began to interrogate the captured mermen individually one by one.

Not long after, it was finally Bohan's turn.

The merman messenger was forced to kneel in front of Numirda, accepting the latter's scrutiny.

Formerly Numirda was a prisoner, but now the situation is reversed.

On Numirda's desk, a pitch-black poisonous snake was trapped in a small cage. It coiled around its body and hissed at the elven prince, spitting out snake letters.

It is the poisonous snake of the captive mermen.

"Poisonous snakes...you mermaids really like to keep this kind of poisonous thing."

Numirda said slowly,
"During the interrogation of your first two, this poisonous snake jumped out and almost bit my neck."

"Why didn't it kill you?"

Bohan said bitterly.

Numirda smiled noncommittally, and pointed to the chair under her feet,
"I'm just sitting here, staring at it, you know what, and it just shrank back and lowered its head."

Burhan's breathing became tight.

He felt a little pressure from Numirda for no reason.

"Does this indicate anything?"

Numirda asked.

Perhan shook his head stiffly.

"God has entrusted me with a mission. He extended a helping hand and stopped the poisonous snake, preventing it from entering, and making it bow down instead."

Numirda narrated word by word, the voice was calm and majestic, and he was so swearing.

Bohan couldn't help but fell into a vortex of doubts.

The momentary luck was just a coincidence, but the succession of luck...it seems...can only be explained by miracles.

"…What do you want to do?"

After a while, Bohan came back to his senses and asked,
"What do you want to do with us?"

Numirda briefly said:

"It's very simple, you take us to avoid the storm, and we will leave you a way out."

Bohan didn't refuse. Now that people are swordsmen and he is fish, he is very clear about his situation and asked aloud:
"How can we be sure that you will keep your promise?"

Numirda said slowly:
"We are not negotiating. You mermaids have no choice but to trust us as much as possible."

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As Numirda said, the captive mermen had no choice but to support the exiles in order to survive.

And Bohan, who was originally the messenger of the merman, also succumbed to Numirda for the lives of his compatriots. He became Numirda's assistant in managing the merman captives. In the eyes of some of his compatriots, it was undoubtedly a pawn for a tiger, but Bohan is still the same.

During the following voyage, there was no large-scale shark attack, only small-scale harassment appeared, and as the fleet gradually moved away from the territory of the underwater kingdom, even the small-scale harassment was completely cut off.

Dozens of days passed, and the fleet sailed all the way, collecting supplies on the uninhabited islands along the way.

Just when the Logos people were gradually unbearable tormented by the ocean voyage, and all of them were showing signs of fatigue, finally, half a year later, a corner of the land appeared on the distant sea level.

The fire of hope that was gradually extinguished was once again added with firewood, and it was blazing, and it was passed on to ten or ten to a hundred. The exiles cheered for this, thanked and praised God's grace, and shouted Numirda's name. This long voyage is destined not to be recorded in the memory of the Kingdom of Nus, but will be recorded in the history that belongs exclusively to the New Kingdom.

The world is so vast, this group of Logos people left their hometown and came to a new world where no one has set foot. In later generations, they will be called the monarch elves. Called the Mountain Spirits.

(End of this chapter)