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Lynch ran away from Hethiotar, fed up with the Skink's enthusiasm.

His fellow warmbloods also cannot accept the omnipresent hostility of the rainforest, and every skink wants to throw them into a snake pit.

After several days of trekking, Lynch followed the guidance of the star map and arrived at the coast.

His next destination is at sea, labeled Mysterious Island.

The ruins of the ancient saints are scattered all over the world. The most famous sea island is of course Albien Island, but there are also more unknown islands.

Apparently, it's the latter.

Perhaps the ancient saint's spiritual vein obelisk stands there, which is the transfer point of the giant spiritual vein network.

If his guess is correct, Lynch might be able to find the ruins of the lizard people.

Of course, there may still be cold-blooded species surviving.

There are very few cold-blooded areas outside Lustria and the Southland. The Dragon Islands in the east of the Southland are a striking example. That large colony has long been reduced to a country of beasts.

The surviving cold-blooded species forgot their past glory and turned into ignorant beasts.

There was no Slann to guide them.

Lynch only hoped that if there were cold-blooded species surviving there, they wouldn't become too primitive. If they couldn't even communicate, he could only choose to eliminate them.

If there really are ruins that have not been destroyed by demons, there is a high probability that there will be lost ancient holy artifacts.

These artifacts have their own specific functions and are generally not recycled, because recycling will cause huge consequences.

Facing the endless sea, there is only one question before a group of adventurers.

The shore they arrived at was not the same beach they had come from.

There were no boats left for them.

The dwarf chattered endlessly about the dwarf's submersible, and Ludin provocatively mentioned the dragon ship made of star wood.

Even if they only have ordinary wood around them, with the magical power they possess, they can still make shoddy dragon ships.

The dragon ship is not as backward as a mortal sailing ship, and it does not require much manpower to operate it.

The dwarves took out the iron-clad ships from Haimen Pass to deal with the elves' provocation. In Sorian's words, the iron-clad ships had become omnipotent spaceships that could reach heaven and earth.

It also only requires a dwarf to control it.

Sir John looked quietly at the ocean and did not join in the conversation, for Bretonnian seamanship was nothing to talk about.

The dwarves and elves boasted about their ships, but this was obviously all empty talk.

There are no ironclad ships docked in Lustria, and building a dragon ship is quite time-consuming. It is also a big challenge for Tigris. He only knows the relevant knowledge from books.

Lynch silently concentrated and activated the preset functions of Zongqi's engine.

Some kind of force field came instantly, messing up the elf's long hair and the dwarf's beard.

The ions in the water pull each other and gather and condense under the action of some special force.

A large area of ​​seawater was pushed up to the sky by the force field, and more substances invisible to the naked eye gathered into the seawater.

The seawater soon became as viscous as mud, and not long after, a light blue floating spaceship took shape in a dizzying transformation.

It looks like a small pyramid. You can reach its entrance by climbing up the steps. The stone steps turn into translucent glass.

Lin Qi used his mind to control it and landed it in front of his companions. He stepped onto the steps in front of the dumbfounded crowd and reached the top of the tower in only ten steps.

He turned back and cast an urging look at the adventurers. The dwarf slowly closed his mouth and knocked on the hull of the ship while climbing up.

Lynch indulges his escapades as a translucent stream of data emerges before his eyes, introducing an engine that is seemingly infinitely repairable.

The translucent data stream looked a lot like an instruction manual. Skipping the densely packed prohibited items and product introductions, Lynch simply glanced at the control instructions.

Even if the boat capsizes, it won't be a big problem, because no one here is vulnerable.

This eased Lynch's nerves as it was his first time sailing a boat.

The elves marveled at this miraculous creation, and humans lost their previous reserve and walked around inside the floating pyramid.

No one paid attention to the cold-blooded species who were learning to control the spacecraft, because Lynch's calm look made them think everything was under control.

Even the cautious Teclis ignored the possible risks.

This mysterious creation of the Old Ones is obviously indestructible. What could threaten them within such a miracle?

Lynch tentatively inspired the control panel that emerged in his mind.

He pressed the start button with his consciousness.

The ship's hull shook violently, almost knocking everyone walking around to the ground.

Before they could react, Lin Qi himself didn't even react.

The suspended pyramid rose straight into the sky, quickly crossing the clouds and heading straight into the deep universe.

He activated the space navigation mode, not the planetary control system.

Lynch was in a rare panic. He quickly rummaged through the control panel. Before finding the navigation pause, he hurriedly triggered the deceleration.

He directly pressed the speed indicator to the bottom, which saved them from being exiled from the galaxy.

The ship was just outside the atmosphere, with the beautiful planet below them.

In the upper, middle and lower levels of the pyramid, everyone gradually regained their composure after being frightened. They tremblingly approached the window edge of the pyramid spacecraft.

The outside of the ship can be clearly seen from inside the spacecraft.

They may have witnessed history. This was the first time that elves, dwarves, and humans set foot on the stars.

Although in an unexpected form.

On the upper level of the pyramid, Lynch was sitting on a suspended mimicry seat, and he adjusted his seat to look like a small altar.

Soon, Lynch found the landing button.

He pressed it cautiously, and the ship returned to the planet in the next blink of an eye, but not where they started.

The spacecraft was located above the waves, making no waves, and was smooth and fast.

On the speed indicator, the horizontal bar-shaped indicator points to the middle and lower sections.

Lynch couldn't imagine what would happen if it was filled to capacity.

At that time, he may crash out of the galaxy and never find his way back.

This is not a good thing, because if it finally comes, the four gods will destroy all matter in the universe.

Lynch carefully adjusted the speed, but found that no matter what, he could not accurately adjust the speed to the right state.

He had never been exposed to anything so advanced.

Simply, Lynch only raised the indicator slightly upward from the slowest.

Lynch excitedly found the sign for walking on the planet and pressed the button decisively.

The pyramid spacecraft started moving again. This operation did not cause any turbulence. It was as smooth as a mortal thing.

However, it is too slow.

Seabirds flew slowly outside the window, looking back curiously at the spaceship that could race a sailboat.