Chapter 233 Rowena
The players tried it out, but the plot of the dungeon at this time was like a cutscene, and the players could no longer play.
Anne Gelma ordered a turn and entered Pirate Bay to avoid the wind and waves. The first mate took out the treasure map confiscated from Captain Van Dyken and sailed to Pirate Bay along the sea route in the sea chart.
Pirate Bay is an inland port. It has a crescent-shaped beach inside. The real estuary outside is actually a sea channel formed by the interlacing of two peninsulas. Without a sea chart, it is difficult to find the direction of travel once ice, snow, fog or storms block the view.
The Undead Queen sails in the North all year round. Her bow is wrapped in a special dwarf alloy and slightly rises with a graceful arc. It can easily break the ice surface and break the floating ice on the water. As long as it sails on the right sea route, she can pass unimpeded even in the sea area of the North with floating ice all year round.
It was still summer in the fantasy world. The Pirate Bay was not frozen by ice and snow, but a storm had already formed in the north and was moving quickly towards them. The crew shouted, pulled the sails, changed the course, and the first mate firmly controlled the rudder and sailed towards their predetermined fate.
The players seemed to have guessed the ending at this time. They stood on the deck and watched the actions of these NPCs helplessly.
The players were a very contradictory existence.
When they fought with the crew, they could do things like cutting people into pieces and putting them in their backpacks without any psychological burden, but after exploring the clues of the dungeon step by step and understanding the characters, the speed of their rebellion depended entirely on the beauty, strength and misery of the NPC characters.
It was just a cycle of contact, but the players were deeply moved by Anne Gelma's tragic life and her revenge entanglement with the God of Winter, and the crew members they had helped in the side quests also seemed kind and lovely.
The sentimental hidden old man sniffed: "Is there really no other way?"
Today, there is rain and shook his head: "This illusion is actually an illusion that attacks the heart... Whether it can be purified depends on Anne Gelma's own choice. Just like the thousands of cycles in the past, sinking in the illusion will become an eternal prison.
But I can't judge whether this is a beautiful dream of getting along with companions or a painful hell for Anne."
"But Anne trapped herself in the illusion, and the God of Winter lost a thorn in his eyes and flesh, and he can launch a war of gods more unscrupulously..." Niqiuqiu sighed, "This should not be what Anne wants to see..."
Everyone raised their heads. The immortal mermaid queen, Anne Gelma, was now dressed in formal clothes and walked to the rudder deck. She wore long boots, stepped onto the edge of the ship, and stood next to the goddess statue on the bow. The whistling wind blew her long black hair. She looked at the sea ahead, as if she was staring at her predetermined fate.
"There's another person we haven't talked to yet." Jinri Youyu suddenly said, grabbing the nearest crew member, "Captain's lover, where is she?"
"Ah? Should she be in the forecastle?" The crew member blinked, and this group of strange new sailors rushed into the forecastle, "Wait a minute, you can't go there!"
Jinri Youyu found the brown-haired beauty on the second floor, which was a studio. The woman was sitting in front of an oil painting canvas, adding the final strokes to the canvas.
Jinri Youyu looked around, there were hundreds of oil paintings stacked up here, and each of them was Anne Gelma.