Facing their eyes, Charles slowly said everything he knew.

"That's how things happened. I don't know if the disappearance of the sun caused the riots to riot, but it's very likely."

"What else may happen next? Tell us out so that we can prepare." said the old mage next to him.

"I said it, I don't know." Charles answered concisely.

"You don't know? This kind of disaster occurs because of your asshole and the Pope!! I really should have twisted your head off ten years ago!"

Anna, who followed with her, frowned slightly. "Please keep your mouth in mind, we are not your subordinates!"

"Why, do you think that being a representative of the North Sea is qualified to speak fairly to me? I tell you! Even if so many people die, my people are still ten times more than yours!!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little nervous, Hahod coughed lightly, attracting the attention of both sides. "Two people, it's useless to say these. Do you really want to start a war at this time? It's not possible. Since the war cannot start, then think about what to do next."

"It's pretty good to talk about it. At least we have the ability to protect ourselves, but what should we do if there are those islands left? After this disaster, maybe many of these islands will perish,"

"This is no longer a disaster for anyone, it is a disaster for our entire race of human beings. We must help each other through this disaster."

Julio and Charles didn't talk anymore. They knew that this issue should be considered now. Saving them is saving themselves. There are fewer and fewer human beings, and other races that are as few as the Earthly Sea can threaten their status.

Then the three of them negotiated and briefly determined the next temporary plan. While saving other islands, they were guarding against the greater disasters that might occur next, and used all their strength to find the cause of this abnormality.

The meeting ended in this special atmosphere.

Facing the sand, Charles lowered his head and thought for a few seconds before turning to look at Anna. "I need to find clues."

Anna was stunned. "At this time, where are you going to find clues?"

"I'll go find Tuba."

On the messy street of Hope Island, rays of sunlight shot in through the collapsed greenhouse.

Hope Island died many people. The sea monsters in the sea did not attack the center of the island. Most of the casualties on the island were killed by the sun or crushed by the house.

Under the command of the police, the islanders began to rescue themselves, crying and shouting, and there was a lot of noise around them.

The silent Charles walked in it and seemed so out of place. Suddenly, Charles saw a group of mice not far away, under the command of Lily, quickly digging in the collapsed house.

After a while, the little boy with a broken arm was dug out by them. A woman next to him rushed up excitedly and hugged him tightly.

Facing the other party's gratitude, Lily shook her head, "No need to thank you, your child needs a doctor, everyone, let's go and help others and find out all the people buried in the soil! They need us now!"

The colorful mice nodded in unison and spread out to the surroundings at the same time.

Charles' eyes slowly became firm. This was his home. He had lost the home that belonged to the surface. No matter what happened in the future, he had to protect this home.

Soon Charles came to the sanatorium. At this time, Tuba was still as stupid as before, and he did not respond to anything.

Charles picked up the towel next to him and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth. "Tuba, can you see the future, do you know something? Give me some tips, how should I get through this difficulty?"

Tuba still responded nothing, holding a spoon in his left hand and constantly pounding at the wooden board in front of him.

Charles murmured to himself in a low voice: "Sometimes I always feel like you are pretending to be crazy."

Looking at Tuba who had started drooling again, Charles sighed helplessly. It seemed that he had no clues here and needed to start from other places.

Just as he turned around and was about to leave, he heard the rhythm of Tuba hitting the table with a spoon, one long, one short and one long.

Charles' pupils shrank slightly, which was the rhythm of using whistle to make signals! Generally, sea boats use long, short, and long whistle sounds, which means that I hope to contact you!

Charles rushed to Touba quickly and shook his arm with his hands excitedly. "Are you awake?"

However, in the face of Charles' inquiry, Tuba still responded nothing. He kept hitting the table with a spoon with his expression, and the rhythm was still long, short and long.

Charles lowered his head and looked at the wooden board scratched by Tuba's spoon. The mess of scratches gathered together, and a mess seemed to represent nothing.

Charles glanced at Tuba in front of him, and then stared at the scratched wooden board with all his attention.

Slowly Charles was on it and saw a line of confused English words, "Retrieve the darkness."

Suddenly Tuba's crazy words appeared in his head. "The light took away the darkness."

Subconsciously, Charles recalled the moment when the God of Light unsealed the seal. While He brought the light to the sea of ​​earth, a dark curtain like black silk floated to Him from a distance, and was slapped on Him as a cloak.

Charles had never understood what the black ball was before, but when he looked at everything in front of him, he suddenly realized that the black ball was the darkness of the earth sea! When the God of Light left, he also took away the darkness of the earth sea!

At this moment, Shanshan suddenly appeared beside Charles. "Mom told you to come over."

When Charles was teleported back to the Governor's Mansion with Shanshan in his arms, he saw Julio and Hahod appear in the form of sand again. Compared with before, their faces are now very ugly.

Seeing this scene, Charles's heart that had just risen slightly sinks. "What's wrong? What happened again?"

"I originally wanted to ask why the Ftans did not attend the meeting, but they did not respond to the telegram, so I used the spy from the dark line, and before he died, he sent a crucial message, they were having a party."

"What? What's the carnival?" Although Charles asked, they had some terrible answer in their hearts.

"These madmen are saying that their gods are awakening."

"Impossible!" Charles immediately asserted. "Fotan was sealed at the bottom of the trench, and I could see clearly!"
Chapter completed!