Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

The rotten wooden plank road at the Bilgewater dock creaked underfoot, and the smelly sea breeze, carrying seaweed and mucus, blew in his face. Zhou Xian raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, his brows twisted into a sharp knot.

The pungent smell of rotting dead fish and crystallized sea salt almost penetrated his lungs. In the distance, the rusty anchor chain swayed in the waves, and the splashing salt water wet his black clothes. It was completely different from the rotten and moldy smell that lingered in Shadow Island all year round, but it was equally uncomfortable. He stroked the Human Emperor Banner hidden in his sleeves, listened to the canvas flapping on the mast like a war drum, and a trace of irritation rose in his heart.

Fortunately, Sarah didn't make him wait too long. Soon, the sea mist gradually dissipated, and Sarah's graceful and charming figure walked out slowly, as if from an illusory dream. The sea breeze blew gently, stirring her blood-red long hair, and her flying hair revealed a captivating charm.

Her steps were firm and graceful. Even though she had just experienced a storm of revenge, she was still graceful. Every step seemed to be in the rhythm of the pier as she walked steadily towards Zhou Xian.

Sarah leaned forward slightly, her eyes fixed directly on Zhou Xian's. Even though the man was only as tall as her waist, there was no trace of disrespect in her eyes.

"I'm yours."

The words were powerful, and the tail tone was slightly trembling in the sea breeze. Her eyes were full of determination, as if she had staked her entire fortune on the gambling table. The past grudges and hatreds were buried with Planck's death. Standing in front of Zhou Xian at this moment was Sarah, who was ready to start over, with a firmness that could not be questioned.

"Ah."

Zhou Xian responded softly, and before he finished speaking, he had already grabbed Sarah's hand with lightning speed. The hand was white and slender, but he held it tightly in an instant.

Sarah's eyes widened with astonishment. Before she could scream, a powerful airflow suddenly rose from Zhou Xian's body, carrying the two of them up into the sky. The pier under their feet quickly became smaller, and they flew towards the vast sea like an arrow from a bow. The sea breeze whistled past their ears, and Sarah's hair fluttered in the wind.

Sarah's fingertips turned white, and she tightly grasped Zhou Xian's hand, her knuckles trembling slightly due to the force. Below them, the waves were like ferocious beasts, surging and roaring layer by layer, and the white foam on the crest of the waves was like the sharp teeth of a beast, as if ready to drag them into the bottomless, dark abyss that could destroy everything.

The howling wind rippled her clothes, and fear spread like a vine in her heart. However, the warm and powerful touch of Zhou Xian in his hand was like a solid anchor, allowing her to find a trace of peace of mind in this thrilling flight.

Zhou Xian stared straight ahead with indifference, completely ignoring Sarah's panic and anxiety at the moment. The whistling wind raged in his ears, and his thoughts had already drifted away. He was thinking about the thick black fog of Shadow Island and how to conduct further research after returning.

Sarah was just a spur-of-the-moment decision for him. In his eyes, Sarah was like a handy item. It would be nice if she could become a cook. She could take care of himself and Gwen's food and daily life, adding some convenience to his boring research life.

I don't know how long it hovered above the sea and sky. The whistling sound of the wind gradually became a familiar melody in my ears. Sarah's originally tense nerves, like a bowstring being slowly loosened, her inner anxiety quietly receded. Instead, she was replaced by an irrepressible excitement. Her eyes were shining as she looked at the waves winding like silver snakes below her and felt the strong wind passing through her fingers.

"This is flying!" She shouted in her heart. The scene that could only appear in dreams was actually happening now. Sarah held Zhou Xian's hand tightly, no longer out of fear, and a smile rose unconsciously on her face. Sarah couldn't hold back her curiosity and turned to look at Zhou Xian, her eyes full of inquiry. She subconsciously glanced at Zhou Xian's back and found no trace of wings, and her doubts became even stronger. "How did you do it?"

Her voice was a little broken by the wind, but it was full of urgency. She had seen many Vastaya from Ionia, some of whom could fly in the sky with wings, but this person in front of her could fly freely without wings, which was something she had never seen before. Sarah stared at Zhou Xian closely, waiting for his answer, her desire for knowledge burning like a flame.

"magic."

Zhou Xian raised his eyelids slightly, his eyes were cold, and his voice was carried into Sarah's ears by the wind, brief and without a single superfluous word. The outline of his face looked cold in the sun, his hair was lifted and fell by the wind, as if he felt that there was no need to ask this question.

In his opinion, magic was just an ordinary power, and Sarah's curiosity might be childish and ignorant in his eyes. He continued to fly, letting Sarah digest this simple and almost perfunctory answer, and said no more.

Sarah curled her lips, secretly annoyed by Zhou Xian's coldness and perfunctory attitude, but she couldn't get angry. She snorted softly, turned her head and cast her gaze towards the vast sea. The waves were surging below her, rolling and surging as if they were given life, and the sun shone on the crests of the waves, reflecting colorful light. Seagulls were circling and crying not far away. Sarah took a deep breath of the salty air, and the emptiness in her heart of killing the enemy with her own hands gradually dissipated. She was immersed in this first flying experience in her life, her eyes full of novelty and excitement.

Not only did it take a long time, but the initial excitement was fleeting like a brilliant firework, and Sarah gradually felt bored. Her originally curious eyes became a little dull, looking at the endless sea in front of her, with nothing but layers of waves.

The monotonous blue made her a little aesthetically fatigued, and the sea breeze continued to blow, and the initial freshness was no longer there. She sighed in boredom, thinking silently in her heart that although this flying experience was special, the monotonous scenery was really boring. I really don’t know how long it will take to reach the destination.

Sarah was just letting her mind wander and looking at the sea with a dazed look in her eyes, when suddenly, a dark patch of black suddenly entered her field of vision. The black patch was particularly eye-catching on the azure sea surface, like a huge ink stain spreading out.

Sarah instantly perked up, straightened up, and fixed her eyes on the mysterious black shadow, with countless guesses in her mind: Is it an island? Or a giant sea monster? As the distance gradually shortened, the outline of the black shadow seemed to become clearer, but also more weird, which aroused Sarah's curiosity. She couldn't help but lean forward to find out what was going on.

"Shadow Island?"

Sarah's eyes were wide open, filled with shock and fear. Although she had never set foot on this cursed land, the horror legends of the Shadow Isles were well known in the streets and alleys of Bilgewater. Those rumors about the Soul-Devouring Night would spread among people every night - during the Soul-Devouring Night, black fog rolled, and wronged souls raged. Wherever they went, lives were devoured and souls could not rest.

At this moment, looking at the Shadow Island in front of her shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, Sarah felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet to her heart. She couldn't help but shiver, and her grip on Zhou Xian's hand unconsciously tightened a little.

(End of this chapter)