"Very good," Jose happily put away the map.

After so many years, ancient maps are inevitably a bit outdated, but the dark area is as well-connected as a maze. With ancient maps as reference, it is much better than two people running around like headless flies.

The main purpose was achieved, and he was ready to leave.

"Cassi, I'll leave it to you here."

"I understand!" Bailong grinned, revealing his sharp dragon teeth.

Feeling the malicious gaze of the White Dragon, the goblin lord, Kiroge, couldn't help but shivered and had a bad premonition.

On the other hand, Jose didn't care about how the White Dragon and the Goblin Lord discussed it and directly teleported to the west coast of Teda Nol, the territory of the Orc Empire - Stone Fish Rift Valley.

He made an appointment with the Golden Elf King to meet here.

As soon as he appeared over the sea, he sensed the breath of the Golden Elf King.

The Golden Elf King flew over and saw the map in his hand of the Empire Emperor Yangyang. His face was happy. Having a map was much more convenient than exploring from scratch.

"Your Majesty Jose, let's go without further ado."

"Walk."

One dragon and one elves flew side by side, heading towards the depths of the Storm Strait.

The reason why Storm Strait is called Storm Strait is because the storm is constantly storms over the sea area, with only three months of calm.

Unfortunately, this is not the calm period of Storm Strait.

Jose looked far away and saw the distant clouds of ink in the sky extending to the end of his sight. Lightning and thunder were roaring under the depressed clouds, tornado columns hooked up with the world, waves on the sea surface, and vortexes were born and destroyed, and a chaotic scene of the end of the world.

Because the magic energy of the Lost Continent is chaotic, the space is unstable, and it cannot be transmitted, so if you want to reach the Lost Continent, this Storm Strait is an unavoidable hurdle.

The Golden Elf King - Cicel, while flying, looked at the depressed storm in the distance, with a serious expression.

"His Majesty Jose, the air currents in this storm are chaotic, and flying in it is very dangerous. The destructive power of the tornado is comparable to that of a large legendary magic. Even if we are a demigod, we will suffer some trouble if we accidentally avoid the tornado."

"The most troublesome thing is the lightning. Thunder and lightning are born randomly, with no rules and difficult to dodge. Most of them can only resist with magic shields."

Jose nodded, and he had always been in awe of the power of nature.

but……

He glanced at the clouds, as dark as clouds, and there was no end to see: "My Excellency Cicele, there are no tornados and thunder above the clouds, so it's better to fly over the clouds."

"This storm waters is not that simple."

The Golden Elf King smiled bitterly and said, "Although there are no thunder and tornadoes above the clouds, there are more destructive evil winds. Occasionally, you will encounter space cracks. It is better to fly under the clouds to be safe."

"So that's it," Jose stopped talking.

As I got closer to the storm, the thunder roared, making people's ears buzzing, and it was only after using magic to weaken the volume.

A dragon and an elf stop at the edge of the storm. Even at the edge, the wind here should not be underestimated.

The chaotic airflow was like a blade, tearing the body of a dragon and an elf. The red dragon could also resist with its powerful body, and the Golden Elf King had already put on a magic shield.

One dragon and one elves did not communicate, and tacitly blessed various magics to themselves, increased reaction speed and defended against thunder and storm...

Most of the elements that constitute magic when casting spells by a demigod-level power come from the outside world. It consumes not much magic energy, and it is even less than the speed of natural recovery of magic power. This is also the biggest reliance for the demigod-level power to dare to challenge the natural disaster-level natural environment in the storm sea.

Not long after, the dragon and the elf were ready and plunged into the storm waters with a magic shield.

As soon as he entered the storm sea, Jose felt the pressure increased greatly. The magic energy around him rushed around like a wild horse that broke free from reins, not as docile as normal magic energy.

Fortunately, these magical energy can still be tamed and used to make up for the consumption of the magic shield, which is only much more difficult than under normal circumstances.

After adapting to the edge of the storm for a while, Jose and the Golden Elf adapted to the changes in their surroundings and headed towards the Lost Continent.

A dragon and an elf flew under the suppressed darkness, with lightning and thunder above their heads, and a strong wind around them was like a knife. From time to time, they also had to bypass the tornado wind pillars that penetrated the clouds and the sea. Every inch of space was full of danger.

Flying in the storm waters, as strong as the imperial emperor, must also be focused on observing changes in the direction of progress.

"By the way," Jose remembered something he missed and turned on [Data Visual].

With the assistance of [Data Visual], he became much more relaxed and had the leisure to observe his surroundings.

It has to be said that this storm sea is shocking, with a wide range and great power, no less than legendary magic.

Such extreme environments are not common even in the elemental world.

As soon as he thought of this, Jose couldn't help but feel a little strange. How could such a rare extreme natural environment appear in the material plane of Teda Nol?

Generally speaking, such extreme natural environments rarely form naturally.

However, if it were not formed naturally, what kind of existence could form a long-lasting and enduring storm sea in Tedanor.

According to the Dragon's inheritance, the storm waters have lasted for more than 8,000 years.

Jose thought deeply that if he let himself cast spells, after a long spell, and combined with magic rituals, he could also create a doomsday scene like a storm sea, but it lasted for more than 8,000 years like the storm sea, and like the season, there was a three-month calm period every year, which was never possible.

According to him, even if the six demigods of TEDA Noel work together, they cannot do it.

"I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out."

Along the way, a dragon and an elves flew out of the storm waters and saw the coastline of the lost continent in the distance.

The Golden Elf King turned around and looked at the storm behind him, feeling still scared.

"His Majesty Cicele, do you know the origin of the Storm Sea?" Jose looked at the Golden Elf King.

The Storm Sea appeared after the Elf Empire defeated the Goblins. It was the peak period of the Elf Empire. Perhaps Cicere, the Elf King, knew some news.

"I don't know either," Cicel shook his head.

"I was born in the middle and late period of the Second Era, and the storm waters had existed for a long time."

After a pause, he continued, "I have asked my father this question, but he did not answer my questions, and he was very secretive about it."

Jose said curiously: "Is there no record of this matter within the elves?"

"There is no record of this in the Golden Elf clan. Even if there is one, it is unofficial history. It is just that some seaside residents have different opinions about the storm waters, and there is no credibility. I suspect that the record of this aspect has been artificially erased."

The Golden Elf King asked back: "Your Majesty Jose, the Moon Elf clan is now attached to the empire. Is there no record of this matter within the Moon Elf clan?"

"No."

Jose replied: "I specially ordered people to sort out ancient books of the Moon Elf clan, and I have also read the important parts of it. There are no relevant records about the birth of the storm waters. Perhaps as you said, the records in this regard have been artificially erased."

Both are smart people and do not continue this topic. At the same time, the doubts in the mind of the imperial emperor were also eliminated.

The previous generation of the Golden Elf King was also a demigod-level powerhouse. Even so, the previous generation of the Elf King still did not dare to reveal the secrets about the Storm Sea to his son.

Sometimes, not knowing it is the best protection.

So what can make a demigod so afraid that the elves will erase the written records of the storm seas and dare not let the next generation know?

There is only one answer: God.

Jose had no intention and had no time to explore events from ancient times at this time, and flew to the Lost Continent with the Elf King.

Looking up, the Lost Continent was covered with wasteland, without any greenness, the strong wind blew a lot of sand and dust, and the world was covered with yellow, just as the Golden Elf King said before: This continent is dead.

This is because of the damage to the earth by the goblin civilization, coupled with the decisive battle between the elves and goblins, and the consequences of the superposition of various factors.

Jose couldn't help but sigh: "It's a tragedy. This continent can no longer allow creatures to survive."

The Golden Elf King said, "The earth is indeed dead, but the dark area is deep in the earth, but it is possible that it will escape the influence of that catastrophe."

"Maybe the [Psychic Sect] has been converted into undeads, and undeads do not need food," Jose shrugged, took out and expanded the map he got from the goblin lord.

On the side, the Golden Elf King came over and observed the lost continent map drawn by the ancient goblins, which contained the dark area information they needed.

"The undersea secret passage is in the Kingdom of Dana. If I were the decision maker of the [Psychic Sect], I would definitely not take detours on the bottom of the sea. This would greatly increase the project volume and undoubtedly make sense."

"So, I infer that the headquarters of the [Psychic Sect] is located opposite to the Kingdom of Dana."

Jose used his nails to draw a horizontal line on the map, and then used his nails to draw a circle at the end of the horizontal line: "It's probably in this area."

"It makes sense," the Golden Elf King nodded in approval.

One dragon and one elves remembered the entrance to the dark area in the suspect area and set off immediately.

However, for thousands of years, the original entrance to the dark area can no longer be found due to various factors such as landslides, burial of wind and sand, and changes in terrain.

Until Jose and the Golden Elf King found the eighth dark area entrance and found that the dark area entrance still existed, and there was wind coming from it, it was thought that it was connected.

Without any hesitation, a dragon and an elves drilled into the hole and headed deep into the earth along the winding road that was diagonally downward.

After a while, Jose and the Golden Elf King walked out of the passage and entered the dark area.

As the Golden Elf King guessed, compared with the desolate scene on the surface, the dark areas with its own ecological system still retain vitality, and there is no obvious difference from the dark areas of the Tedanoer Continent.

Jose took out the map and compared it for a while, identified the direction, and took the lead in walking in one direction.

The Golden Elf King followed closely behind.

Because of the fear of encountering the devil, Marganis, the dragon and the elves carefully hide their breath, and at the same time explore in the dark area, looking for information about the existence of smart creatures.

With the assistance of [Data Vision], Jose discovered traces of the existence of smart creatures in the third dark area.

This is a footprint left on the sand of the underground river beach. Unlike the barefoot natives such as cavemen, werewolves, etc., this footprint is left by shoes.

"It seems we are not far from our goal."
To be continued...