However, this does not mean that the magic god system does not need extra manpower.

It's just that Ye Ting adheres to the idea of ​​"Ning Que," and hopes that the gods absorbed by the magical gods can at least be reliable enough.

Fortunately, they soon got a solid application.

Chapter 0698 The island that never returns

It was a small island on the edge of the ocean Okeanos.

The area of ​​the island is not large, it is better to say that this is just a common small island.

The scenery of the island is not special, and it is not a big deal compared to other common islands.

Ordinary ordinary coasts, ordinary beaches, ordinary vegetation, ordinary flat terrain, ordinary specialties.

Even for the most nautical adventurers, such small islands are worthless.

However, it is such an ordinary island that no one even remembers it, and it doesn't even have a name. Recently, it has received frequent visitors.

Visitors came from all over Greece, including senior explorers, powerful warriors, demigods with divine blood, seasoned magicians...

It seems that overnight, this remote island has become a tourist attraction, with waves of visitors risking being overturned by the waves, arriving here in small boats and entering the island.

However, none of these visitors were returned without exception.

The island's only bay suitable for a port is evidenced by the dozens of unmanned ships tethered to the bay.

Countless visitors did not return, and soon the reputation of the island spread.

"Island That Never Returns"——

That's what people call it.

According to legend, there is a terrifying monster hidden on this small island, for the sake of the world, the warriors who went to the island just set out on the journey to get rid of this monster to prove themselves.

However, with more and more warriors who have never returned, the reputation of the island has grown. People believe that the monsters on the island cannot be dealt with by ordinary people, and must be real heroes. its annihilation.

This time, more people are flocking to the island.

Who doesn't want to prove that he is a true hero?

Soon, the act of going to the island and slaughtering monsters changed from the original name of killing evil to a method for heroes to become famous.

For those warriors who want to become famous overnight, the more people who go to the island and never return, the more fame they will gain after successfully slaying the island's monsters.

Since no one has ever been able to come back alive from the island, people know nothing about the situation on the island, nor do they know what the monsters on the island look like, what methods they have, and how powerful they are.

But the more this is the case, the more people are willing to gamble.

What if I can defeat the monster?

What if I could become famous overnight?

What if I was the most special one?

There are not many people who hold such thoughts, which has led to the fact that this nameless island has become a black hole that devours life.

The eager warriors came from all over Greece, and then they couldn't wait to go to the island to try to prove themselves.

By now, no one cared about the fact that if the monster had been staying on this isolated island, how could she be the one to blame?Is a monster that doesn't do harm to one side, but hides itself on a remote island and surrounds itself with cuteness, is it still a monster?

No, no one cares about that anymore.

Because everyone says there are monsters, there are monsters.

Because everyone said she deserved to die, then she deserved to die.

As long as her death can give them enough fame.

So, what else is there to consider?

This is how the cycle of death unfolds.

It is not the first time that the fishermen living on the west coast of Okeanos have seen someone set out on a journey in a small boat like this.

Even the mage who looks mysterious and gentle in robes, they have seen several.

However, it was the first time they had met such a young and extraordinary mage like the person in front of him.

"Is this guy the first to go there?"

Standing in front of the beach, a tanned, topless fisherman asked his companion next to him.

"Forty-fifth? Or forty-six? I can't remember exactly." The boatman in the short shirt replied casually as he tapped on a half-finished boat, "The payment is in fine gold coins, It should be a rich man from a big city-state."

"I said these people, why can't they think about it?" The fisherman looked quite distressed, "It means going to death, so why don't they listen to one by one? In the end, none of them came back, but it's your business. It's better."

"I hope my business can be a little bit worse," the boatman's voice became more and more low, "all of them are great guys, they bought boats from me, and then they are gone forever... What did I build? It's a boat, it's a coffin...they're as big as my son..."

As he talked, the boatman couldn't go on.

The hand that was knocking on the nails also heard.

"Yeah... They are all great guys, especially this one, who is young and so wise, I think he can become the king's son-in-law, why can't he think of such a person?"

"Ugh--"

"Ugh--"

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