Sea Storm

After the Magic Airship plunged into the clouds, the mist obscured their vision.

What Roy feared most was an Electric Snake suddenly streaking toward them at a time like this.

The cloud layer was much thicker than Roy had imagined. Only after descending several hundred meters did they emerge from the constantly churning clouds.

The wind was fierce, and waves several meters high rose from the sea surface. Though thick cumulonimbus clouds filled the sky, it was not raining...

The distant sea surface had turned pitch-black. The closer they were to the center of the sea storm, the dimmer the light became.

The strong winds prevented the Magic Airship from hovering in the air. Even with every sail furled, the entire Magic Airship was being blown southward. Fortunately, the ship's center of gravity had been designed well, and the twelve Floating Devices were evenly distributed. Although the Magic Airship tilted somewhat, the winds would not overturn it.

The Magic Airship built by the Dwarven Artisans was indeed trustworthy.

At this moment, Olifu also emerged from her room. Braving the damp gale, she leaned over to look at the sea surface.

Beneath the rolling waves, islands and reefs were almost impossible to see.

She was having trouble determining where the Magic Airship was...

Soon, the other Magic Airships descended from the clouds one after another and entered Roy's field of view.

However, all the Magic Airships were being blown uncontrollably northeastward.

"Where are we? How far are we from Sank Island?"

Roy asked into the wind.

He had to grip the railing with both hands to stand steadily on the deck. The dark clouds above brought an intense sense of oppression.

Olifu stood beside him with difficulty. She stared at the sea surface for a long time, but all she