In the Strait of Malacca, the waves are calm, with only microwaves rising and falling.

Above the blue sea, an aircraft carrier, a cruiser, three destroyers, five anti-submarine patrol ships (fast combat support ships), two attack submarines, and one supply ship is arranged neatly and orderly on the sea

This is a complete aircraft carrier battle group, with nearly 100 fighter jets above the aircraft carrier. Once it is deployed in combat, it can cover the sea area within several square kilometers, and countless pills can be poured down in an instant.

And they are now waiting for an old wooden ship that might not have appeared even in the 1940s and 1950s; an old wooden ship whose draft is not even as good as a simple cruiser; an old wooden ship that should have been abandoned by the times.

If it was a year ago, they might think it was a joke.

But now everyone is facing a great enemy.

Times have changed.

Become so fast and so unexpected.

If it is not impossible to effectively evaluate the military strength of various countries in the "Age of Gods" now, it is still unknown whether the arrogant bald eagle can still rank first in the world.

In the "Age of God", all the impossible will be turned into possibility.

Time magazine describes this era in this way: extraordinary and mysterious have become the themes of the times, and it seems that ancient gods are about to return. This is a new transformation, or it can be said to be a recovery.

The calmness was scary above the sea. The soldiers felt that peace was so scary for the first time.

The aircraft carrier fleet cannot determine whether the old wooden ship has appeared, because the feedback that thing has given them these days is that it may appear on the radar at any time and may disappear at any time.

This shows that such an old ship has the ability to easily block the perception of these devices.

To be honest, isn’t this supposed to be a UFO’s ability?

“Have you not appeared yet?”

Fallos, the commander of the USS Roldor aircraft carrier, watched the sea from a distance with a telescope.

"No!"

His adjutant shook his head and replied.

In the entire battle group, few people want to encounter that ghost ship. The extraordinary mystery makes many people afraid of it.

All fear comes from the unknown, and the ship knows nothing.

"Continue to observe!" Faros said.

"yes!"

………

The reconnaissance lasted for several hours, but nothing was discovered. The entire sea was empty and clean, and even a bird could not be seen.

"Maybe...that old wooden boat went to other places."

Faros' adjutant spoke, his explanation made sense, and when they decided to wait for the old wooden boat here, there was an estimate that about 56% of the possibility that they would not be able to encounter the old wooden boat.

Now it's just that fifty-six percent of the possibility has become reality.

"Maybe!"

Faros picked up the telescope and looked around the sea, then slowly exhaled and said:

"Continue the team!"

Just as Fallos issued an order and all aircraft carrier-affiliated ships began to converge their teams, an old wooden ship appeared in the center of the aircraft carrier group, as if it had appeared out of thin air.

None of the radar and monitoring systems detected how it appeared, and the crew on the aircraft carrier did not find out how it appeared.

It appeared out of thin air on the radar display.

Then a deep and profound voice sounded above the sea, like a response from an endless abyss, and more like the chanting of a sperm whale.

Everyone just looked at it, their expressions frozen, dull, and then gradually fell asleep.

The distant sound gradually faded away with the sound of the waves hitting the steel shell.

Until the old wooden ship sailed out of the range of the aircraft carrier, these people still did not wake up. They seemed to be having a very long dream.

Faraday looked at the aircraft carrier battle group that was leaving, and sighed with a meaning in his eyes: "I didn't expect that these mortals have made progress in the past eight hundred years. I just felt a fatal threat on that big ship, and it seemed that something could threaten my life."

"Then why didn't you go up and take a look?"

Faraday's disciple Simmons suggested that he was actually very interested in these things about humans.

It's just that the Magic Association is very disgusted with his behavior.

"The thing that threatens my life is a dead thing. Although I don't understand it very much, I guess this thing should be similar to the sealed arrows of the Mongols back then. It's not a very strange thing. When we come back, if they are still here, then we can consider using it for research."

Faraday's words about Feng Qingyun is as if he had stolen something to give face to mortals.

And it is the honor of these mortals to dedicate things to them, the noble magicians.

Simmons bowed and said, "If possible, please allow me to participate in the research at that time. I am still very interested in these things about mortals."

Faraday glanced at his disciples, and he knew that his disciples were collecting mortal things for research recently, and he was not happy about this kind of behavior.

"Don't spend too much effort on it, it will be something that will not be a climate after all. Only its own strength can resist time and even the power of the gods."

"yes!"

Looking at Mosca's respectful appearance, Faraday nodded. In the eyes of the arrogant mage, there was nothing that could be alongside magic except extraordinary.

"Continue to move forward in the distance, and I will soon reach that country where the sun and the moon are hanging. At this time, you need to really cheer up and not make any mistakes. It is best not to meet people from that country."

Faraday looked up and looked into the distance. According to the records of the chart, he passed through the strait and came to the east.

He doesn't need to climb the mysterious land, he just needs to go around the sea.

Hopefully, I won't encounter an enemy this time.

………

At this time, Qiao Yuanshan saw the stone that the master uncle said was suitable for meditation. The stone was now sitting under a haggard old man.

"Senior, can this stone be given up?"

Looking at the old man sitting on the strange ore, Qiao Yuanshan said politely.

"Do you want my ore?" The old man's voice was low and matte, quiet and distant, as if he was thinking about extremely complex issues.

Qiao Yuanshan bowed and said, "It's not that my junior master wants it, but that my junior master's uncle wants it. He said that this piece of ore is suitable for meditation, so he insisted that I go down the mountain to find it."

Suitable for meditation?

The old man's brows couldn't help but jump. If he hadn't judged that the man in front of him had not told lies, he would have taken action directly.

Born with iron and can control magical powers, the large iron block under his butt is not as simple as being a stool.

"I dare to ask who is the uncle of the little brother?"

"Wen Zhengming." Qiao Yuanshan said.

The black Gu Master Crush frowned, but it quickly stretched out.

"But the world's number one Wen Zhengming?"

"Uh...yes." Qiao Yuanshan hesitated for a moment.

It feels so strange to listen to others praise my uncle!

The black Gu Master Cuckold laughed and said, "Then I can give you this stone, but you also want to go to the Yellow Sea to help me get something?"

Qiao Yuanshan raised his head and said, "Why is it said to be 'or'? What should I get?"

The black Gu Master Cymbus said: "The more essence and blood the Mongolian soldiers were, the better."
Chapter completed!