novelraw Chapter 78 Facing the Turbulent Waves
Chapter 78 Facing the Turbulent Waves
Kiris.
That's the name of the Scarlet Wizard.
From a mystical perspective, a mysterious power is hidden within each person's name.
This power can even be traced back to a person's roots.
Therefore, wizards are extremely cautious about their names and would never easily tell others their names.
Even though Loon had only recently entered the wizarding world and knew almost nothing about it, he still carefully adhered to this rule and concealed his name.
At this moment, the Scarlet Wizard told Loon her name, which meant that her trust in Loon had reached another level.
For Loon, this was absolutely great news.
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The rain intensified, and the fog grew thicker.
Storms and thunder raged across the sky.
Huge waves surged on the sea surface, occasionally tossing large fish from underwater into the air... and onto the boat...
On the Stone Oak, Loon sat on the deck, letting the heavy rain engulf him.
He could feel his spiritual power rising and falling with the storm, thunder, rain, and tide.
It burns and thrives like a flame.
In the midst of this activity, it takes more time and effort than usual to gather one's mental energy.
Without needing to use offensive spells for the experiment, Loon could guarantee that under such circumstances, the spells he cast would be far more powerful, consuming the same amount of mental energy.
As Luo Ang focused his mental energy, his dispersed mental energy gradually converged and then slowly collapsed towards the core.
Then it transforms into 'nutrients', seeping into the space of meditation, gradually 'watering' his soul seed and body seed, allowing these two seeds to grow stronger little by little.
During this process, Luo Ang could even faintly hear the rustling sound of the seeds hatching—the process of the seeds absorbing 'nutrients' became incredibly 'obvious'.
It also absorbs more nutrients than when Loen meditates normally.
It was as if, when he meditated in the wind and rain, the wind and rain also permeated the mysterious space of meditation, nourishing the seeds of his soul and body.
As time went on, the storm grew increasingly terrifying.
The thunder in the storm grew even wilder.
The rain that followed grew heavier and heavier.
Huge waves crashed against the hull of the Stone Oak.
Even though the tides had been weakened by the terrain of Crescent Bay, they still pounded against the Stone Oak, making it sway precariously and causing the keel inside the stone oak to groan and wail.
Some sea fish caught in the tide were pushed and slammed against the ship's hull, shattering themselves in the process, but also leaving a clear mark on the Stone Oak's hull.
On the fourth day of the storm, the Crimson Wizard was still navigating the tides and had not returned to the Stone Oak.
If it weren't for the faint wizard's mark on the storage bag still lingering in Loon's senses, Loon would have suspected that the Crimson Wizard had already 'absconded with the treasure'.
Similarly, it was at this moment that Teonton, who was taking shelter from the rain in the cabin, found Loon, who was soaked to the bone in the downpour.
"Great Thunder Wizard," Teon said, bowing before Loon. "The storm is growing stronger."
"The Stone Oak is very likely not going to survive this storm."
"Should we send someone to the island to see if there is a place to take shelter from the rain?"
Under the current circumstances, the best option to avoid being swallowed by the waves along with the people and the boat is to move to that island.
But we can't just move them away easily—we have to send people to the island to explore the terrain and see if there are any suitable places to take shelter from the rain.
Otherwise, if they rashly leave the protection of the Stone Oak and go to the island but cannot find shelter from the rain, they will be soaked by the torrential rain and eventually freeze to death because the rain has taken away all their heat... or they may survive the rain but die of illness.
"Seeking shelter from the rain?"
"No need." Luo Ang looked around at the surroundings.
The waves crashed against the shore, and the raging tide swept across the shore.
In such a situation, the people on the ship would have to gamble with their lives if they wanted to leave the ship and go ashore.
Even if they manage to reach the shore in the end, who knows how many people will be swallowed by the waves.
In Loen's eyes, such a loss was neither meaningful nor necessary.
"Go back to your cabin and rest. Leave these things to me."
Luo Ang's senses spread out along the mist.
In the mist, everyone's thoughts were reflected in Luo Ang's mind.
The people inside the cabins of the Stone Oak, amidst the torrential rain, felt a mixture of regret, worry, fear, and a sliver of anticipation and hope.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the Beluga, the passengers were filled with immense fear and despair.
In the bay, the two ships were less than twenty meters apart—yet in the raging storm and thick fog, that twenty-meter distance seemed like an insurmountable chasm.
The people on board the Moby Whale were completely unable to confirm the existence of the Stone Oak through the wind, rain, and thick fog. Their shouts were completely drowned out by the sounds of the storm, the thunder, and the tides.
The Beluga itself, propelled by the tides, kept spinning and swaying—by now, the people on board had completely lost their way.
The surviving knights dared not jump off the ship to search for traces of the Stone Oak, fearing that if they jumped off and went the wrong way, they would never be able to return.
In addition, the Beluga Whale was smaller and less sturdy than the Stone Oak. Moreover, it was outside the Stone Oak and was subjected to a much stronger impact from the tides. The Stone Oak was teetering on the brink of collapse under the impact, while the Beluga Whale was almost sinking.
With each surge of the tide, countless streams of water poured into the deck of the Beluga Whale.
On board the White Whale, the knights, in order to survive, had to use all sorts of tools to quickly dredge out the water that the White Whale couldn't drain...
Under such circumstances, one can only imagine the despair and fear felt by the passengers on the Moby-Dick.
It's only because they're all so busy right now—otherwise, if they had any time to rest, another crazy internal conflict would immediately break out.
"Don't worry, I'm here!"
"I will protect you." Loen shook his mental power.
His voice rang in everyone's ears, dispelling the overwhelming despair.
Then, Luo Ang's perception spread outwards, covering the entire small crescent-shaped bay with his mental power.
"The most urgent task is to find a way to slow down this surge."
But how can we weaken the raging tide driven by the power of heaven and earth?
"To confront this raging tide head-on is certain death!"
"The only way to mitigate the power of the raging tide is through the terrain."
"But what should I do?" Loon felt the surging tide and then counted the spells he had learned.