Chapter 470

"The creatures in this painting..."

Lord Bragg naturally recognized the origin of such creatures. Sauron has no fixed image, but most of them are distorted and indescribable, like the deepest nightmare of human beings. Judging from the evil and chaotic atmosphere revealed in this painting, it is indeed Sauron, and it may be a strange alien.

But why do you see Sauron in the vice captain's room?

According to captain Sabara's description, the painting did not exist at the beginning, but suddenly appeared during the voyage back.

If Deputy captain Paul had seen such a creature with his own eyes, he would not be alive. Any strange alien would be devastating to such a medium level mage. Even the aliens would not find that they had killed a person. If he had seen and been killed, how could the picture be drawn?

leina crossed as like as two peas on the shoulders of Prague, looking at the picture. In the parchment corner, the signature of the Deputy captain could be seen, and such a signature was identical on every picture, unless it was a perfect imitation of notes, otherwise it would be very difficult to achieve it.

"Perhaps Paul's ghost sent us a message, sir, that they met such a monster in the big hole. Unfortunately, they were killed, but their souls came back with the exploring airship and tried to warn us."

Captain Sabara was a little excited. His palm trembled slightly and he said weakly.

"Mr. Sabara, if ghosts really exist."

Lord Alberton patted the captain on the shoulder.

"Deputy captain Paul, why don't you write directly to tell you these things, but use such strange means?"

What he said made captain Sabara say nothing.

"I prefer that some people put this picture into the vice captain's room on the way. As for when this picture was drawn, it's not known. Perhaps vice captain Paul had seen the monster's corpse, drew such a picture with his imagination, and was found and put in it for some reason."

Mr. Alberton opened his hand and explained.

"I don't feel any trace of the existence of deputy captain Paul in this room. I believe you legendary mages are the same. If even we can't find out, then I have reason to believe that deputy captain Paul won't exist here in the form of ghost."

"Yes, even if there is some mysterious power that enables Deputy captain Paul to retain his will in this world, he also needs energy to draw pictures, and energy to move pen, ink and paper, which will inevitably produce radiation. However, there is no trace of similar radiation in this room. With the existing observation methods, his existence can not be confirmed."

Lumia Calvados added that she did not completely deny the existence of ghosts, but that at the current level of magic, they could not observe anything suspected of ghosts.

"Is there anything unusual about the whole ship besides these rooms?"

Lord stanyon went near the bed, reached for a probe, and then shook his head.

"Others didn't seem to have been reported, only strange sounds and things being moved in these rooms."

Captain Sabara replied, looking around the room, he seemed to want to find traces of deputy captain Paul.

"The reason why I apply to sail this ship to the main plane is also to seek your help. We still have some people in the Baltic half plane who are constantly monitoring the empty situation."

"You can dock the storm rose to port Deley, a military port in Midland, and you can enter the country with it."

Mr. Braggs said, and a note with words appeared and floated into the hands of captain Sabara.

"At the same time, I will send some mages to set up a powerful detection array for these rooms. If there is any abnormality, we will know it at the first time."

...

it was already dusk when Lena and others left the storm rose. Under the setting sun, this huge warship became a golden yellow, and the falling shadow covered half of Ernest City, giving people a heavy sense of oppression.

Originally prepared to directly back to the hotel to pick up Claire for dinner, but after leaving the storm rose, he found himself being followed.

It's stupid to follow a high-level mage, but on the other hand, it's a brilliant way to make Lena aware of his existence quickly.

Lena walked through the city and soon came to a secluded street. He sat down at the open-air table of a deserted coffee shop and ordered a cup of ordinary Midland coffee.

Two minutes later, a man in a cape and a hood sat opposite Lena.

"If I remember correctly, you should be wanted by the wizarding society."Lena took a sip of coffee. Midland coffee is actually espresso with water. It tastes bitter and irritating. Because there are a lot of Midland federal workers, these people need to rely on this strong way to refresh their mind and develop this kind of characteristic coffee.

"So you're going to take me back, Lord Lena Ian gray."

The other side slightly raised the hood brim, revealing the gray hair similar to Lena's, and a pair of blue eyes reflected Lena's appearance. This person has a beautiful appearance, and is more charming and seductive than Claire. Ordinary people just look at it, maybe they will be confused by its spirit, and it is difficult to self-control.

But Lena is already a high-level mage. The moment she looks at herself, the costume will automatically expand a spiritual barrier, blocking the psychological hint of enchantment.

"It doesn't work for me. I haven't thought of seeing an orthopedic doctor yet."

Lena shrugged and sat opposite his long lost sister, Phyllis Ian gray.

"Orthopedic doctor?"

Phyllis tilted her head lovingly and didn't understand Lena's words, but she didn't care. Instead, she pursed a smile, which was a little more helpless.

"I'm sorry, it's not my intention. I can't control this ability any more. That's why I appear in such a posture."

Passive charm? It's not a good ability.

Reiner recalled a case of passive enchantment lineage recorded in some unofficial history. Such a person would be loved by all people when he was born, but with the growth of age, this ability would become stronger and stronger, and eventually other people's love for patients would become deeper and deeper, and eventually turned into a strong possessive desire. A slightly better result would be to become a slave raised by an adult The unfortunate guy will be attacked by many people in turn until he dies.

"The world is at stake, Lena."

Said Phyllis, with a sincere look in her eyes.

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