PS. Slightly watery.

Powered by alchemical sails and steam boilers, the Evernight ran as fast as a flying fish on the sea.

Everyone saw the scene of the terrifying monster hunting from a distance, and all of them felt chills running down their backs.

If I had taken a step too late and been swallowed by the monster, the consequences would have been disastrous.

However, when Su Lun teleported and appeared on the deck, everyone in the Dawn Regiment felt relieved, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

In the end, everyone escaped without any danger.

They looked at each other, and everyone had smiles on their faces.

In the eyes of adventurers, difficulty is a rare experience, let alone this thrilling journey to hell that no one else can attempt.

There were no casualties, and everyone in Liming was in a good mood.

Seeing Su Lun come back safely, the sword intent concentrated on Qian Jiao dissipated. Then her expression became lazy and she muttered: "Oh my... what a pity, I was just in a fighting state.

"

Hearing this, Lolota on the side said with stars in his eyes: "Teacher, you just killed a sixth-level undead dragon with one sword, you are very powerful!"

Senjo looked at her disciple angrily.

Su Lun also felt that it was a pity that her condition just now was truly unforgettable.

Fortunately, in this environment rich in the aura of hell, Senjou seems to be in very good condition. The previous sword has already half-established a new realm, and he may not be able to find new opportunities if he consolidates it.

Because they had already predicted the dangers in the waters of the Dragon Kingdom, everyone in the Dawn team was in a good mood even though they had just experienced a battle in which they were almost wiped out.

Exploring the unknown and taking risks is the greatest joy of sailing.

"Oh, I have never seen such a big monster in my life. Having said that, hell creatures still look strange."

"But the harvest this time is good. Four sixth-level pure-blood undead dragons, and one seventh-level... You can't get so many good materials outside."

"Hahaha, yes, I heard from Senior Bartolo that there are many ancient ruins in this space."

"Tsk, tsk, there are so many treasures hidden in this cursed space that no one has ever been able to escape alive."

"..."

The atmosphere on the deck was very relaxed. After the crisis, they had more expectations for the route ahead.

The lights on the boat were turned off again, and the surroundings were once again plunged into the darkness of the underworld filter.

While chatting, the members of the Dawn Regiment also got busy performing their duties, cleaning up the blood stains on the deck, collecting tons of shell casings shot by close-in defense guns, loading ammunition... and so on.

After a battle is over, everyone knows that there will be more battles soon.

...

Su Lun walked on the deck, and several management and staff officers of the Dawn Regiment also came over.

Barrett took off his heavily armored helmet, exposed his head, looked at the still rough sea, and said with a smile: "Hey, this is the first time in my life that I have seen such a big monster. Gee, it's really a wonderful adventure.

trip.”

No. 19: "Yes. No living person has ever been to hell. Only then did I realize that hell is like this..."

"The Blood Duke" Wordsworth said with a smile: "It's not just you. I have lived for almost eight hundred years and I have never seen him."

Dora: "But the harvest is really rich. Just after I came in, I harvested five pure-blood dragons. These materials are all rare treasures."

The old sword god Bartolo also sighed with emotion: "Yes. If this were to happen outside, I'm afraid I wouldn't encounter one in a few years."

He had been hunting dragons for more than 20 years, but he had only encountered three pure-blooded giant dragons. They had hunted five dragons in this time, which was not a big harvest.

But what he was more moved by was the vitality of the Liming Group.

Compared to the time when the Black Sam Group was heading towards despair step by step in this space, such a dangerous situation was really just a thrilling adventure for this young team.

Everyone chatted for a while.

At this time, Su Lun took out a chart of his own and got to the point, saying: "Everyone has seen what happened just now. Now I think we need to re-plan the navigation route..."

When everyone heard this, they all focused their attention on the chart.

The various islands in the waters of Dragon Kingdom, the wind direction and ocean currents are marked in great detail on the drawing, and the scale is very accurate.

Such excellent nautical charts are naturally produced by professional chartographer Tani.

Su Lun previously had a [Dragon Kingdom Sea Map] in his hand, but ancient drawing techniques were far less accurate than modern times, so he asked Tani to draw a new one.

Moreover, this new chart not only contains all the annotations of the previous drawings, but also Bartolo's description of the route of the Black Sam Regiment back then, as well as various information found from the Silver Dragon National Treasure House. It already includes what is now known to the Dawn Regiment.

All information.

This map is already countless times better than the Black Sam group that came here after getting a incomplete treasure map.

Su Lun pointed and said: "The current situation has changed somewhat from our original plan, so I would like to discuss with you what to do next..."

The place where they entered the Cursed Space was more than ten days shorter than the journey of the Black Sam Group, which brought many more variables to the future.

Everyone also understood what Su Lun meant and started discussing.

"Since this cursed space is almost the same as the outside route, I think we should continue sailing according to the original planned route. Anyway, they are completely unfamiliar waters, and there are risks in choosing whichever route..."

"Agree."

"..."

The discussion was very efficient and the follow-up sailing plan was immediately drawn up.

Su Lun had already thought it through very carefully, and the purpose of discussing it was to inform everyone.

At this time, Su Lun said again: "There is another problem... we not only have to deal with these monsters in the cursed space. I think those guys from the plane of gods will also come to us."

When everyone heard this, their expressions became solemn.

Compared with monsters, the threat from magicians in the plane of gods is also not small.

Especially in such an environment, if a battle breaks out, there is no telling who will have the upper hand.

However, when Qian Jiao heard this, instead of being worried, he was full of expectation and asked, "Su Lun, are you saying that the red-robed mage will come to you on his own initiative?"

"Yes. There is a high probability that it will come."

Su Lun nodded and said: "That guy is originally a necromancer, and this environment is his home field of combat power. The most important thing is that he and all his descendants of the necromancer lineage are here with me.

I feel that even if I risk my life, he will definitely come and snatch me away. And..."

"This is his only chance. Outside, he couldn't do anything to us when he was in his prime. It's even more impossible now that he only has soul fire left."

After Su Lun counted the red-robed mage's loot before, he found that he gained more than he saw.

From those magic notes, Su Lun learned that the red-robed mage's name was Yale Robbins, a sect of necromancy called "Holy Soul Fire", and a senior priest of the Crusaders.

Those classics and so on are all secret techniques passed down by the "Robbins lineage" for thousands of years.

It can be said that those things represent the inheritance of a magic system that can reach the divine level.

This complete inheritance is a priceless treasure even in the plane of gods.

The space of the undead and the countless monsters in it are also inherited treasures accumulated by his line of "Holy Soul Fire" necromancers for thousands of years.

That guy lost such an important thing and would definitely have no face to return to the plane of god.

That's why Su Lun expected that he would take the initiative to find him.

Moreover, if he really wants to fight, only this cursed space can he have some confidence.

At this analysis, everyone in the Dawn Group also nodded.

Barrett: "We really have to be careful of that guy causing damage. Although the magician with only his soul left may not be a big threat, but if he attracts monsters to besiege us, the situation may not be good."

No. 19: "Necromancers are good at controlling all kinds of undead monsters. This cursed space is full of undead monsters. We should be more careful..."

Dora: "That guy was able to find us last time, and he will definitely be able to find us this time. Maybe he has ambushed us somewhere."

Mr. Hei: "They probably used divination to determine our location. After all, that guy is a servant of God. He can avoid the cost of death, and naturally he can also avoid the cost of divination. But we can't determine his coordinates, which is very passive.

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Wordsworth: "..."

"..."

The topic was moved away, and everyone analyzed various possibilities from a tactical and strategic perspective.

Su Lun and the others have used this trick of diverting misfortunes to the east many times, so they are extremely careful.

But unfortunately, not being able to determine where the enemy is makes people feel very passive.

Only the big-headed Qianjiao's eyes were shining brightly, and he muttered in anticipation: "Ah...my [Buddha Butcher] is coming..."

Su Lun couldn't laugh or cry as he listened, and then expressed his thoughts again, saying: "What I mean is that since we can't determine the location of that guy, we can judge the location he will choose to set up an ambush, and then turn around."

"oh?"

When everyone heard this, they looked over sideways.

Little do they know that Su Lun never disappoints anyone, and there must be a solution if he opens his mouth.
To be continued...