"It's said it's three years, but we only have two years at most. If we wait until the island is completely submerged by the sea, even if we really find the darkness back, it will be useless." Charles, who frowned slightly, said to Hahod in front of him.

"Well, that's true. That's why we cooperate with each other. By the way, I heard that the dark clues were found above? How is the progress?"

"We can now go to the Explorer Association, where there are maps that can be displayed more intuitively to you."

Hahod nodded, raised his heel behind Charles, and walked towards the Exploration Association.

There were endless people coming and going in the hall of the Explorer Association, and most of the exploration captains handed over the mission. The noisy inside was no different from the vegetable market.

The surface map is hung on the wall, and the scope is expanding larger and larger. There are various icons on it, marking dangerous areas.

The icons on the west side are gradually increasing, and the marks on them are for the explorers to clear the road.

"Look here, the fastest exploration team has approached 500 kilometers and is progressing very fast." Charles, who raised his head, pointed at the map.

“What are those red arrows?”

"Every arrow represents an explorer who has not returned, and this map is paved with lives."

Hahod nodded with satisfaction, "I finally know where the people and supplies in our West Sea have gone. You must know that the days below are getting worse and worse, and everything is tight."

Charles looked at the map in front of him with a serious expression, "But everything is worth it for ourselves, this is our only hope."

After thinking for a while, Hahod asked Charles again: "By the way, when are you going to leave the port again? If you have time, some of the people coming from the West Sea want to see you."

Charles looked around vigilantly, and explorers wearing various costumes came and went by him. "This kind of thing cannot be said here, and the Ftans cannot be so let go."

Hahod nodded. "Indeed, what happened last time, it's good to be alert."

"Let's go, let's go to the side compartment." Charles took Hahoud into the counter next to him and walked into the strictly guarded compartment inside.

This is where the Explorer Association specifically talks about some big things.

"In fact, I really found something and planned to look for it after the next flight. My plan for departure was not displayed on the map above to avoid being discovered by others." Charles sat down on the sofa in the compartment.

"The clue of darkness? Really?" Hahod looked very nervous.

Charles looked at it and reached out to take out a photo from his arms. "Maybe, maybe we can find another witness of the death of the God of Light this time."

Hahod stretched out his wrinkled right hand and clamped the photo.

The place shown above looks like a Gobi Desert, which is no different from the Gobi Desert in the Giant Crown Fortress.

But the Gobi Desert, which should have been flat, was filled with two rolled marks, which seemed to be turned over by a huge plow, and the marks continued to the end of the photo.

"What is this?" Hahod asked in surprise.

"The trace of movement of 068 was brought in when the God of Light reshaped his body. Judging from this trace, this guy started his new journey again."

Charles did not forget 068, a city formed by the relics of the foundation, what the creatures on it should know. It would be better if they could get from them what exactly it was to kill the God of Light.

"Do you have to do this by yourself? Can't others?"

It is difficult for Charles to explain to him that the fact that 068 is a computer, and only he knows the people above best.

"The Explorer Association has sent some people here, but the place is not simple. I think it's better to go there in person. After all, I've had a deal with them once."

All the wrinkles on Hahod's face rose up together, showing a smile. "Very good, just have clues, go with peace of mind, let me leave this here."

"Well, I will let the person in charge of the Jukeng Fortress hand over to you and let your people integrate into it as soon as possible. I heard that there are many rules in the West Sea, but I hope you can restrain it. This is not for traveling."

Hahod returned the photo in his hand to Charles, "Of course, of course, now you have to lean back everything. Saving the sea is the most important thing."

Hahod and Charles walked out of the secret room again and processed some details. In the early morning of the third day, Charles left quietly.

After suffering the last loss, Charles' itinerary was absolutely confidential this time. No one knew which direction they were heading except for the senior executives of the Explorer Association.

The Gobi Desert on the surface is amazingly large. If you don’t know the specific coordinates, it is impossible to guess just by guessing.

The Narwhale was once again galloping on the deserted Gobi Desert, and two bats were constantly patrolling around the ship to ensure that this time it would not be sneak attacked again.

Charles, who was inside the captain's room, looked at the map on the wall, with a line on it, which was the distance from the Giant Pit Fortress to the 068 mark.

After drawing a map for backup again, Charles stood up and prepared to patrol his ship.

At this time, a tentacle with black scales stretched out from behind and gently wrapped around his neck.

Smelling the familiar fragrance, Charles knew who the tentacle was. He lowered his head and kissed it on it, "Why are you here? Is there anything wrong?"

"I miss you." Anna's soft body penetrated from the side into Charles' arms, and she was wearing nothing.

With tacit understanding of lips and tongue, Charles enjoyed this rare pleasure, and the long-term pressure made him well released.

Since coming up, Charles has rarely had time to spend alone with his wife, and both sides are very busy.

After a long time, Anna lay on Charles' chest and listened to his gradually calming breathing.

"What are you thinking now?" Anna asked.

"I was thinking about how to save this moment forever, and I didn't want to disappear, and I no longer want to eye the Ftans." Charles's hand gently stroked Anna's smooth and delicate back.

"You are not a robot, and you are not made of iron. You can rest more when it's time to rest."

Charles shook his head slightly, and his hands were slightly pressing, hugging Anna tighter.

"Just just think about it. Now is not the time to rest, and time is not on our side."

Anna gently stroked the bandage on Charles' face with her hands, and her sharp nails cut it open, revealing the blood-red head that was stuck to bloody underneath.
Chapter completed!