The disaster came to an end, and the dwarf finally showed what a captain should look like. He climbed to the rudder step by step against the strong wind and huge waves. While working with the first mate to control the direction, he commanded the still-moving sailor to cut off the ropes and lower the sails.

The sails spread out in such a terrifying storm are simply a death talisman.

After paying the price of two sailors, Malaydona finally pulled the Goddess of Luck back from the brink of falling apart.

But the crisis did not pass by. The wind on the sea is really too strong now. If we cannot get out of this storm area quickly, what awaits them is the tragedy of ships being destroyed and people being killed.

The great master Deman is worthy of being the legendary 1000-year-old virgin. He devoted all his energy to magic research. His understanding of magic is not very profound. The power of this eighth-level small forbidden spell has long surpassed the standard version.

The old mage seemed to know that he was having a big time this time, and was standing on the shore with a serious face thinking about countermeasures, but unfortunately, once the magic is completed, it is not something that the magician can control. The vice principal was so handsome when he threw the forbidden spell, and he was helpless when he wanted to take back his magical powers.

Malaydona wiped the sea water on his face hard, trying to make his vision clearer, but this was useless. The next big wave hit him with blurry eyes.

"I%￥#%&." The dwarf screamed in a very popular way.

Rob on the other side was even worse than him. Not long ago, the future Super Magic Master was exhausted and could no longer hold on to the thigh. He screamed and was thrown out, hitting his head on the mast not far away. He rolled his eyes and fainted. If an old sailor next to him hadn't grabbed him quickly, the boy would have rolled into the sea to feed the fish.

The old sailor used a rope to fix the Rob to the mast, and everyone could only leave the rest to fate. The old sailor's expression seemed quite calm, and people who had been making a living at sea all year round were somewhat mentally prepared for this situation.

At this time, the only one who was still struggling to the steward was the dwarf prince who was in person. The bearded first mate bearded beside him shook his head, and a trace of despair appeared in his eyes, "We have no chance."

When lowering the sails, the Goddess of Luck certainly avoided the risk of being torn to pieces by the storm, but also lost most of its motivation. In such extreme weather, it was impossible to sail out of the storm by oars alone. Now even retreating to the port has become a luxury.

The dwarf was silent, and after a moment, he finally let go of the rudder in his hand.

A smirk appeared on the first mate's face, ready to meet the unchangeable fate, but the next moment he heard Malay Dona say, "You are the driving matter, isn't it just a matter of motivation? It's a big deal. As for what you want to die, let me do it."

After saying that, the dwarf shook his beard and got into his captain's room.

The first mate was stunned at first, and then began to think desperately about whether this was another bull that Malay Dona blew out before his death.

But it turns out that the dwarf is really a miracle guy.

Everyone on the boat only felt a shock under their feet, and then a scene that shocked everyone happened!

The Goddess of Luck actually slowly rose from the sea in a way that violated gravity.

Yes, you read that right. A huge cargo ship is actually rising on the sea! What a strange thing this is! Whether it is the capture team on the shore or the crew on the ship, they all opened their mouths at this moment, staring at the miracle that was being staged in front of them in amazement.

The Goddess of Luck was like a pair of invisible wings installed on it, and it completely flew up until the surging waves were completely crawling at her feet and could no longer pose a threat to her.

The great magician Deman lost his voice, "Alchemy airship?!"

No one would have thought that this merchant ship, which looks ordinary, would actually be an alchemy airship representing the peak of dwarf technology. It is the only large vehicle on the Dawn Continent that can fly in the air except for the magician's floating turret. Moreover, from the perspective of the number of people and design, the alchemy airship is far more than the floating turret. The latter is more inclined to war machines. The outstanding feature is its powerful destructive power.

Alchemy airships are not a big road cart, and the production process is extremely complex. Relying on the power of the alchemy array, hundreds of alchemy arrays need to be carved and covered the entire ship's hull. Only the best alchemists and craftsmen can join forces to complete it. There are currently less than forty alchemy airships recorded in the Dwarf tribe, most of which have appeared in the War of the Roses, and Principal Deman is sure that there is absolutely no Goddess of Luck in it.

Hell, who is this dwarf named Malaydona?

"How many times have you said it, you don't believe it. I'm a prince." The dwarf was proud and shouted at the top of his voice, "Catch it all for us!"

As his words fell, two dazzling blue light suddenly burst out from the stern of the Goddess of Luck.

The alchemy airship completed a forward acceleration, and the dwarf who appeared deliberately controlled her to perform two beautiful drifts in the storm, drawing a coquettish z-character track.

Originally, Malay Dona wanted to drive the Goddess of Luck back to the port for another round, disgusting the royal knights, but when he thought of the terrifying combat power of the great magician Deman, the dwarf's remaining reason finally made him give up this idea of ​​dying.

The senior vice principal compared his middle finger. Malaydona drove his alchemy airship out of the storm area and completely disappeared from the sight of the capture team.

When Rob woke up, the Goddess of Luck had already flew out of the storm area and fell back into the sea. The sailors on the ship had already begun to act, repairing the hull, raising the sails again, counting the losses. When they passed by Captain Malay Dona, a trace of respect appeared on everyone's face.

However, the dwarf prince himself sat in place with a lonely face after a brief look of gratitude, looking into the distance with a dull look.

The future Super Magician walked over and patted him on the shoulder, comforting him, "It's okay, you can buy it if you lose the harp."

"Who cares about the harp? Do you know how many gold coins I spent when flying just now?" Malaydona beat his chest and stamped his feet, his heartache expression was not like a fake.

The dwarf did not speak loudly, and no alchemy could violate the basic principle of equivalent exchange. Alchemy airships rely on alchemy arrays to provide power. If a large merchant ship wants to fly, they must pay a sufficient price. Alchemy has its own calculation rules. Generally speaking, the less stock in the world, the more precious things are, such as various rare metals, magical items and souls.

Especially the latter, the soul is an illusory thing in the eyes of many people, but the value of the soul can be quantified in the alchemy of dwarves. However, the value fluctuations of different souls are often very different. Some souls are only worth a copper coin, while others are more precious than the most precious jewelry.
Chapter completed!