Chapter 714 - Moving Ahead
Roman was completely defenseless against Leviathan. A simple breath of smoke was all the monster needed to melt Roman’s body and soul, which then entered the monster’s nostrils.
Upon seeing the terrifying sight, all sailors on the ship had their legs buckled as they sat down and sobbed in fear. Like a spreading disease, the dread soon took control of all people on The Limpet.
“Keep your voices down, or you’re going to alert that thing.”
Angor’s words reminded the sailors that, with Roman dead, there was only one “mighty wizard” left on the ship. Even if this one wasn’t from the association, they couldn’t afford to anger him, or the ship wouldn’t end up well.
While still trembling, people grasped their mouths to muffle their uncontrollable moaning as best as they could.
Leviathan’s appearance caused uneven tides that affected The Limpet. The tides weren’t as deadly as those during storms and hurricanes, but they were enough to make everything bumpy.
Helen, who was still standing on the observation platform, tried her best to remain steady by holding onto the ropes nearby. But soon, her mortal limit gave out as she was thrown off.
A translucent hand caught her before she fell into the ocean, and it placed her back on the ship’s front deck.
“We’re almost at the next waterway junction. Should we ask Mister Padt which route to take?”
“I don’t think Mister Padt knows well about Devil’s Water. But you’re right, that we should at least ask for his opinion…” Helen considered.
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“You want ME to decide where to go?” Angor looked at the two captains who just came to him, confused.
“Yes, sir. Starting from Dwarf’s Brine, we have a total of 13 charted tracks…”
Angor raised a hand to stop Erwin from explaining the routes thoroughly, which might take forever. “No no, you two can talk about it. I checked Roman’s room just now, and he took everything including his maps and flew away. And I don’t have anything to help you determine directions right now.”
Erwin and Helen exchanged a look.
“Let’s follow the eastern boundary of Dwarf’s Brine then, which takes us near the Gearwheel Grave. In our records, this path has a very low accident rate, but with one small problem.”
“What problem?”
“The fog.”