Chapter 802 - 477: The White Ship
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Colin and the three others have already been racing day and night for two days.
The sea domain is vast; although humans are rulers of the Yanan World, many areas of the boundless sea remain uninhabited.
A deserted island with jagged gray-brown rocks.
Under the glow of the Concealing Orb, Colin and the four quietly landed, stepping onto a solid rocky beach.
Two days have passed, Colin’s expression remains unchanged, except for a hint of crimson gold brewing deep within his pale blue eyes, but the aura he emanates is distinctly different, vast and deep like the sea.
Even Mill, whose injuries as a fellow Fourth Rank have mostly recovered, standing beside him, appeared somewhat dim.
This feeling doesn’t stem from physical differences but is more like a disparity in the tier of life.
Yet at this moment, whether it’s Colin or Mill, or even Kanilunka and Benita beside them, their faces were cast with a shadow.
The four wizards landed without speaking, only the constant sound of waves hitting the shore was heard, creating a stark quietness.
Colin stood aside, silently gazing far off at the sea domain.
Mill sat cross-legged, holding a Magic Stone, restoring his magic power.
As for Kanilunka and Benita, they stood silently by, exchanging glances, lost in their thoughts.