Whoosh!

Howling wind accompanied a downpour. The three-mast sailboat was tossed around by the crests and troughs of the incoming waves, as if it was being toyed by a giant.

The crimson glow in Alger Wilson’s eyes faded. He found himself still remaining on the deck and nothing appeared to have changed.

Almost immediately, the quirky-shaped glass bottle in his palm shattered and the frost within melted into the rain. In seconds, there were no longer any traces left that suggested the existence of the wondrous antique.

A hexagonal crystal-like snowflake emerged on Alger’s palm. It then faded rapidly until it was seemingly absorbed by the flesh, vanishing completely in the process. Alger nodded his head in a hardly noticeable manner, as if he was thinking about something. He remained still and silent for a full five minutes.

He turned around and headed for the cabin. As he was about to enter, a man who wore a similar robe embroidered with lightning patterns emerged from inside.

This man, who had soft blond hair, paused and looked at Alger. He held his right fist to his chest and said, “May the Storm be with you.”

Alger replied with the same words and gesture. There were no emotions on his rough face which had a well-defined structure.

Alger entered the cabin after the greeting and proceeded to the captain’s cabin situated at the far end of the corridor.

Surprisingly, he did not encounter any sailors on the way. The whole place was as quiet as a graveyard.

Behind the door to the captain’s cabin, a soft brown carpet overlaid the floor. A bookshelf and a wine rack took the opposite side walls of the room. The books with their yellowish covers and wine bottles with their dark red color looked peculiar under the flickering candlelight.

On the desk with the candle, there was a bottle of ink, a quill, a pair of black metallic telescope, and a sextant made of brass.

Behind the desk sat a pale middle-aged man wearing a captain’s hat which had a skull on it. As Alger approached him, he said menacingly, “I will not give in!”

“I believe you can do it,” Alger said calmly, so calm that it felt like he was commenting on the weather.

“You…” The man seemed to be stunned by the unexpected answer.

At this very moment, Alger leaned forward slightly and suddenly dashed across the room until they were only separated by the desk.

Pa!

Alger tightened his shoulder and reached out his right hand to choke the man.

Illusory fish scales appeared on the back of his hand as he crazily mustered more strength to choke the man, giving him no time to respond.

Crack!

Amid the crisp cracking sound, the man’s eyes widened as his body was lifted up.

His legs twitched furiously before they soon became motionless. His pupils began to widen as he stared aimlessly. There was a stench from between his legs as his pants gradually turned moist.

While lifting the man, Alger lowered his back and strode toward the wall.

Bang! He used the man as a shield and smashed forward at the wall. His extremely muscular arm was monstrous.

A hole cracked open in the wooden wall, and rain poured in, accompanied by the scent of the ocean.

Alger flung the man out of the cabin, straight into the giant waves that resembled mountains.

The wind continued to howl in the dark as almighty nature devoured everything.

Alger took out a white handkerchief and wiped his right hand carefully before throwing it into the sea as well.

He stepped back and waited patiently for company.

In less than ten seconds, the blond man from before rushed in and asked, “What happened?”

“The ‘captain’ has escaped,” Alger answered in an annoyed manner as he panted. “I didn’t know he still had some of his Beyonder powers.”

the blond man

and stared into the distance. However, nothing was

he was just extra loot,” the blond man said, waving his arm, “We will

he would not have hastily dived into the sea

continues.” Alger said, as

turned his head

aware of what was

chief mate, the second mate, the crew, and the sailors

the emptiness, the rudder and the

was

and looked outside at the mighty waves and spoke as though in a reverie

Backlund, capital

in disbelief of her encounter a

of her, the old bronze mirror

downwards and saw the swirling “crimson” on the back of

“crimson” gradually faded and disappeared

Audrey certain that it

grinned. She could not help but stand up before bending down to lift

dancing lively. It was the “Ancient Elf Dance, “the most popular dance

a bright smile on her

suddenly knocked at

asked as she tidied her dress to

in? You should start to prepare for the ceremony,” Audrey’s

and quickly wiped the smile from her face, leaving only a

responded gently after she had ensured everything was presentable, “Come

and Annie,

instantly saw the outcome of

“Erm, Yes! Susie was here just now. I

a golden retriever that was not so much of a purebred. It was a gift given to her father, Count Hall, when he bought a foxhound. Nevertheless, Audrey adored

she picked up the pieces

with a smile, “Which dress do you want

and answered,” I like the dress

formal ceremony or others will gossip about and question the Hall family’s

I really like it!” Audrey insisted in a gentle

attend an event that isn’t so formal,” Annie said firmly, suggesting that it

one with the lotus design along the sleeves given by Mr. Sades two days ago,” Audrey said as she drew in a gasp

always have such a good taste,” Annie said as she stepped back and shouted towards the door, “The sixth

work. The dress, accessories, footwear, hat, makeup, and hairstyle—everything had

Hall appeared

mustache. His blue eyes were filled with joy,

is time for our departure,” Count Hall said, knocking at

Stop calling me that,” Audrey protested as she got up with the help of

then, it’s time to set off, my beautiful little princess,” Count Hall said as he bent his left

her head slightly and said, “That is for my mother, Mrs.

a smile and

base, Pritz Harbor,

and walked down the carriage,

military port not far away, there was a huge ship shimmering with metallic reflections. It did not have a sail, leaving only an observatory

was so majestic and large that the fleet of sails nearby were like newborn dwarfs clustering around

“Holy Lord of Storms…”

“Oh, m’lord.”

“An ironclad warship!”

the furore, Audrey was also shocked by this unprecedented miracle created by mankind. It was an ocean miracle that had

spot on the sky started

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