"Cui Xisi, the captain asked us to check the Qihai Traveler in two groups again, Barosha..." Luo Hao said as he opened the door, but when he saw the situation in the cabin, he couldn't help but stop. There was only Cui Xisi, who was on duty in the hangar, but the situation of this alchemist lady was extremely abnormal at this moment.

Cui Xisi was holding her hands tightly, and even her fingers were shaking slightly due to excessive force. She raised her head and looked at Luo Hao with a shocked look. The sound of "clog" in her throat was made due to excessive tension.

"Cui Xisi?" Luo Hao stood upright, and a faint red light was plated in the Alchemist's eyes, like the red moon outside - but the hangar had no porthole at all without opening the main hatch door.

"That... it's not the Blood Moon..." Cui Xisi forced a sentence to Luo Hao, and pale spread on the girl's face: "That's..."

"Fare Star--"

...

Tianlan jumped off the boat with a 'thump' and was looking at Fang Yu and others anxiously, shouting with a look of falling sky, "Brother Ed, it's not good, Sister Silvede and Cui Xisi both fainted!"

The face of Fang Zhu was as deep as water. Before she could finish her words, she raised her hand and fired her hook claws towards the side of the ship. With a "bang", the rocket flew to the side of the Qihai Traveler. He grabbed the railing there. He jumped and flew towards the Qihai Traveler.

But as soon as he landed on the deck, a silver flower appeared before him. Miss Tata looked at him with a look of awakening, calmly with little concern, "Mr. Knight, your heart is in chaos."

"I……"

Fang Zhu took a breath.

Luo Hao and him reported that Cui Xisi and the ship officer had lost consciousness one after another. When Silweid lost consciousness, Xie Sita was next to her, and no abnormality happened except for the changes in the moon phase in the sky.

Although it is not ruled out that it was Balosha's fault, what is even more worrying is the words mentioned by Cui Xisi before she fell into a coma: the red moon is not the moon, but the shadow of the misfortune star.

But what does all this have to do with her and the coma of the ship officer?

It was not until the moment Silver fell into a coma that he realized the important position of this girl in his heart. It felt like the sudden collapse of half of the whole world, and the remaining half was just shaking.

The shock of the consciousness world even alarmed Miss Tata, and even Nini also appeared, rolled her tail and flew on her side of her "sister", looking at Fang Zhu curiously.

Seeing his "little daughter's face, Fang Zhu calmed down a little, but his heart was still pounding.

"Mr. Knight, Miss Silvede is not a big deal, and the more you are, the more calm you should be as the captain."

Fang Rong looked at her Miss Dragon Soul, and she rarely persuaded him with a warning tone. If it were someone else, he might not be able to stand it, but he really couldn't be angry in front of this fairy lady who had been with her for many days.

"Miss Miya and I have checked them," Tata looked at him with her green eyes. "Miss Choi Xisi was just falling asleep. Silmide's Miss is a little more complicated, but it is still in the normal range."

"So, what's going on?" Fang Rong asked patiently.

"I'm afraid it's related to the blessings of the Naga clan left by Narsuyan," Miss Tata thought for a moment and replied softly: "I don't know much about the residents of Hanruina Sea, Mr. Knight, but Miss Miya seems to have some understanding. She thinks that the mark left by Miss Silweid as a Shanghai clan was induced by some mysterious force..."

"That blessing has revived again?" Fang Yu was slightly stunned.

When a God dies, the world will take away most of the marks they leave, and even the images they have made for them will often become blurred over time.

At first the news of their death will spread widely in the world, but more and more people will gradually forget all this, first ordinary people, finally believers and crazy believers, until a new god is born and completely replaced the former.

After Narsuyan died, the blessings, or curse that she had left on Silvede, also lost its effect. Although the dissipation of divine power was far from a single day, the marks belonging to the Naga clan were indeed dissipating from the day.

First, the phantom scales on her forehead, and then the scales on her hands began to fade gradually.

Fang Yu followed his Miss Dragon Soul down the deck and walked into the infirmary. The maid and the sailors temporarily placed two beds there. Cui Xisi was lying on the left, and his own Miss Shiva was on the right.

Cui Xisi fell asleep as Tata described, with her eyelashes hanging down and her eyes fluttering, obviously falling into a dream. Others tried to wake her up, but it didn't work much. On the other side, Silmide was not that calm, frowned slightly, as if he was experiencing a nightmare.

Fang Zhu saw that the beautiful phantom scales appeared on Silverde's forehead again at a glance. The silver scales on the back of his hand even extended to his forearm, which was even more conspicuous than Naersuyan's blessing her at that time.

After Tang Xin and the Elf Miss left one after another, there were no serious healers on the boat. At this moment, a pair of silver-sharp-eared girls were standing upright, and she was looking at her "competitor" quietly.

Then he turned around and glanced at the pilo.

"Miss Miya..."

"She's fine," Miya replied, "just wishing for a revival."

"How could blessings be revived for no reason?" Fang Yu asked, "Did the Naga clan choose another god?"

"I don't know," Miya thought for a moment, shook her head directly, "but God should not be born so easily, and the clergy of the storm must be found elsewhere, but the asylum of the Naga clan may not fall on the same God."

Fang Zhu thought it was true. The Tajin Lizard tribe had only lost their god for thousands of years. How could the seaborne give birth to another god so quickly? In Aitalia, whether it is faith or obsession, strong will has never been a necessary condition for the birth of God.

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"In fact, if it were just the blessings left by Narsuyan, Miss Silvede would not have been like this," Miss Tata said again, "The key is that when the blood moon rises, another blessing on her body also reacts."

"Another blessing?"

"Yes," Miss Tata nodded slightly, "In fact, Miss Cui Xisi's situation is similar. Another blessing will take effect on her, which will make her fall asleep."

Fang Yu suddenly realized that there was indeed another blessing on his ship's maid, and the origin of that blessing was indeed related to the blessing on Cui Xisi, "The blessing of the elemental tyrant Alphonse?"

"It's worthy of Ed," Miya looked at him quietly, and said, "You thought of it?"

Fang Yu was so amused that Miss Miya resumed her conversation with him, but she was prompted that she could not guess it.

He just couldn't help but think of what Chois had told them underground in Northpies that the Empire was preparing for an unprecedented disaster, and the blessings they had seized played a vital role in this.

And that series of blessings does not only refer to elemental blessings. The power of the origin comes from the seven thrones, four of which are still alive, and three have already died. Among the four remaining powers of the origin, the element is one of them.

The throne of dominance - element.

Narsula is the god of darkness. His blessing to Silvede may also be one of the seven originating powers, because the seven thrones all come from the seven dynasties of the Snake Man of Cinsas, and most of these dynasties were destroyed in the abyss of darkness.

Most of their guardians, the gods of the sun, have also been submerged as saints of darkness. There have been rumors that the power of the three thrones that have been lost outside may be controlled by the hands of these evil gods. They may not be complete and exist in the form of fragments.

If Cui Xisi really fell asleep because of blessings, then the ship's officer would probably be like this. After understanding that this power might not hurt the two, Fang Yu felt a little relieved.

But why did the blessings recover inexplicably?

Fang Yu subconsciously looked outside the porthole, and the strange moonlight plated a light red layer on the edge of the window - Cui Xisi believed that the empire was preparing for an unprecedented disaster, and that disaster was actually no longer a secret in everyone's hearts.

The third disaster star.

"So what Luo Hao said is true," Fang Yu said, "Cui Xisi told him that blood moon..."

"The projection of the Star of Disaster?"

Miya shook her head gently: "Humans are latecomers. We have never seen the last disaster that has been destroyed. After all, it has happened for a thousand years. Moreover, the behavior of the disaster star in the world is different. The signs of the first disaster star and the second disaster star before the disaster star come to the world are very different."

Fang Yu looked at his dragon soul, and Miss Tata shook her head: "Mr. Knight, Miss Miya is right. The verdant world recorded in history is completely different from what we see now. You have also read those documents and you should be able to distinguish the differences between the two."

"However," she also whispered: "Etariya has never had a blood moon."

Cui Xisi did not say such a reason for lying that she would be exposed at a glance.

Fang Zhu thought.

If the shadow of the Red Moon is really a sign before the third disaster star arrives, then all the strange phenomena encountered by the Qihai Traveler before may be answered.

The mysterious fog, the giant ships, insect swarms, and the missing townsmen of Valta, and the missing pirate king Barosha, might all be related to this, but where did those people go?

Are all these signs of disaster brought about by the Third Misfortune Star?

Fang Yu looked at his beautiful sleeping face of the ship's officer, and couldn't help but remain silent. He never expected that the arrival of the third disaster star would come so early, even before they had time to go to the second world.

Although the projection does not mean the arrival of the Star of Disaster, it at least shows that disaster is like a sword of Damocles hanging above everyone's heads.

The world is probably going to be in chaos, but what makes him feel a little anxious is that there is no sign of recovery in the communication between the two worlds-Aitalia has undergone this change, Xingmen Port, his uncle and aunt are still not sure what they are anxious about.

...

Teneric slowly walked up to the tip of the pyramid and solemnly placed the slab on the altar there.

The red moonlight shone on it, landed on the crown, on the scales of jade, and the sharp spear tips. It was a dress of Andasok warriors, which once represented the peak of the age of stars. After the dynasties represented by the seven thrones were destroyed one by one, the former servants became the rulers of the new empire.

The prophecy indicated on the ancient stone slab predicted a three thousand-year-old era of rainforest and stars.

The empire in the jungle was glorious to the end of the first era, and fell to the end of the first disaster star era. Until the rise of the elves, the Holy White Empire under the two trees was born, and the green disaster star came back, ten thousand years passed.

Now between the vines and rifts of those ancient buildings, the decaying scenery of the holy land witnesses only those word-by-word prophecies - the sea of ​​light has been extinguished, the world has sunk into the sea of ​​fire, and ancient wisdom has ushered in new challenges. The wise men of the lizard man have to discuss again where to go.

The red moon is like a round of eye pupils, passing through the clouds, quietly staring at the earth.

Countless eyes fell on this prince from the White Crane, one of the elected emperors of the Gudasok, but the rainforest had been divided. The Red Lizard tribe, a worshiper of the deceased gods from Zuke, publicly opposed and joined the empire because he was dissatisfied with the Grand Council's award of the position of king to a challenger from a weak clan.

The priests of the Blind Star Clan and the Rain Snake Clan proposed to permanently block the Grand Council. Just as in the end of the First Age, the lizards once again escaped until the disaster passed, and the world welcomed its master again. But this proposal was not unanimously recognized.

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It couldn't help but think of its own human brother.

"You have passed the test," an old voice rang out, "The prince of Tasok, according to the ancient tradition, you bring back the holy relics, which means the king of the rainforest."

The old lizard man who spoke was very familiar with Tenarik. He had seen the other party with Fang Lun as early as Fenris, the old wizard of the Dragon Blood Clan, but the other party's expression was even more serious at this moment, "Where do you think we should go?"

Teneric said, "After the seven thrones sink one by one, many gods have only been lost. Andasok and Asuka have not been bathed in the glory of sages for many years, but ancient prophecies have long revealed today."

‘The forest has passed away, and the new feather god is about to be born’

‘The person chosen by the Honkawa Sea will surely welcome back the fate established by Ta-Hess.”

Teneric looked up.

Its lizard-shaped head faces the red moon in the air, and its ridge-shaped pupils reflect a meteor across the sky - it is not a comet in the ancient prophecy, but a scene of the extinction of the sea of ​​light. The imperialists are extracting the power from the Ethernet veins, thus accelerating this process.

The shadow of the misfortune star has already appeared.

Teneric raised his head, his lizard-shaped head towards the red moon in the air, and the meteors passing through the sky reflected in the ridge-shaped pupils - it was not a comet in the ancient prophecy, but a scene of the extinction of the sea of ​​light. The imperialists were drawing the power from the Ethernet veins, thus accelerating the process.

The shadow of the misfortune star has already appeared.

‘Under the seven obelisks, the place where twelve stars shine together’
To be continued...