The mastermind behind the conspiracy is the Saint of the Temple of Light.

After accidentally obtaining a nautical chart, the saint discovered the authenticity of the legendary island, but she gathered many people to explore it but suffered heavy losses and ended up in failure.

Finally, the saint made some changes to the nautical chart, copied N copies, and found an opportunity to send them out.

Therefore, only the nautical chart in the hands of the saint is the real one. The others have been modified to some extent. Of course, most of them are true.

The saint's purpose is to have people explore the way first, and then her nautical chart is correct so that they can successfully find the legendary island.

Because the people she sent out in the early stage did not get close at all and died in shipwrecks and at the hands of monsters in the sea, the saint thought of letting other people serve as cannon fodder.

For those who go first, she will get the news quickly if they encounter a shipwreck, and as for the monsters, as long as they are well fed, they will be much safer behind.

Obviously, this Saint of Light did not care about other people's lives. She felt that these were all warriors who sacrificed for the God of Light and that God would remember them. They were now entering the arms of the God of Light and enjoying happiness.

As for whether others are willing to be warriors or believe in the God of Light, that is not within her consideration.

It's a pity that some things started by her no longer have control over the ending. In the original plot, many people accidentally landed on the legendary island because of the storm.

The ones who benefit the most are naturally the male and female protagonists.

However, the saint achieved her goal and got the fragment of the Holy Staff of Light that she wanted.

However, compared to those who benefited, more people died, almost only one in ten survived. Yang Lan'er felt that if merits were to be counted, this saintly lady would definitely be covered in red.

Of course, what this world calculates is obviously the power of faith, and it seems to be expressed differently.

Yi Mishang glanced at Yang Lan'er, looked at the nautical chart carefully, and rubbed it with her hand: "Indeed, the parchment scroll looks old, and the handwriting on this picture shows that it was only drawn not long ago."

As a killer in her previous life, Yi Mishang learned a lot of practical things, and identifying items and handwriting was one of them.

Mir walked over and looked at the tattered parchment scroll. He was not surprised or surprised. "This prince has asked someone to identify these, and it is indeed true. However, I can confirm that this nautical chart is real because there have been many fragments on the surface all along."

"There are five fragments that Wilbai collected. The places shown by the fragments are exactly the same as this picture, so..."

Yi Mishang and Yang Lan'er looked at each other and both guessed the other's disdain, so they would rather kill someone by mistake than let go of this crazy wealth!

Yang Lan'er was just surprised that this saint had such a high ability to cheat!

If you only make a few changes at the key points, you may not be able to tell what is wrong even if you compare it with the fragments or the original picture.

However, in the vast ocean, a slight error can lead to a huge mistake; the slightest mistake can lead to a long distance away.

Seeing that Mil knew what was going on, Yi Mishang and Yang Lan'er stopped talking. After all, the employer came first. They had even received the commission in advance, so they just had to fulfill their responsibilities.

The weather was originally sunny, but by the evening it became eerily quiet. Nothing had changed, but a depressing atmosphere was created.

"What a pity, there is no moon tonight, and I haven't had a good look at it yet!" In the main control room at the helm, Yang Lan'er looked outside and said with some regret: "The night I first arrived, I saw two moons, one golden and one purple. I always thought it was so strange."

"It is quite beautiful." Yi Mishang nodded, "Especially on the fifteenth day of every month, when two moons meet, there will be a very beautiful moonlight. I have never seen such a wonder before."

To them, it is still a spectacle, but to the indigenous people of the entire continent, it is commonplace and nothing special.

Yang Lan'er closed her eyes and felt it for a while: "The water magic element is particularly active, even a little violent. It seems that the storm your father talked about is not far away."

Here, they are the only two who believe in what Yimi's father says.

Yi Mishang believes in Yi Mi's father's experience, while Yang Lan'er bases her decision on the original plot.

"The wind magic elements are already going berserk." Yi Mishang has a wind spiritual root, so her sensitivity in this area is naturally stronger than Yang Lan'er's: "Also, it seems that some power is collecting them and gathering them together bit by bit."

Before long, the original pressure of the sky became apparent, it felt like the clouds were getting lower and lower, and it felt like I couldn't breathe.

Alexander Mill stood at the bow, his silver cloak rustling in the wind, his expression slightly solemn. Until this time, Mill believed that what Yimi's father said was not alarmist but true.

"Your Highness, it's going to be windy." An old man dressed as a magician said softly, "However, the weather at sea has always been very changeable, and some wind and rain are normal."

Mil's expression was not relaxed at all: "Grand Mage Monty, I'm afraid this is not just a few winds and rains, I'm afraid there will be a storm."

Monty was stunned, and then he was a little confused: "How did the Sixth Prince know?"

"The owner of this ship said so. It seems that fishermen who go out to sea to fish all year round do have experience in this area. During the day, the weather is as clear as it can be." Mill sighed and looked back at the control room with a subtle mood.

If it weren't for Yang Lan'er, he would have strongly asked Yimi's father to follow him in the end! The rich experience of an old sailor is something you can only encounter by chance.

Monty also looked back, thoughtfully: "Your Highness, that girl is indeed extraordinary. Even I cannot sense her strength. If she is not using magic accessories to cover it up, then her strength is indeed not to be underestimated."

Mil choked inwardly. What else could be the strength that could not be seen through by the peak Grand Mage Masters, except for the Mage Saints and Mage Gods above? However, to be able to rejuvenate to such a serious degree, except for the Mage Gods, not even the Mage Saints could do it!

So, this girl is really a magic god? Mier felt a little relaxed and surprised. In fact, he would rather believe that Yang Lan'er had a master who was a magic god and wore magic accessories that concealed her strength.

How cheap is it to just randomly meet a magic god when you go out?

In fact, it’s not Mil’s fault that he is confused. Yang Lan’er herself doesn’t even know the division of her own strength, let alone others.

Amidst such worries and speculations, a vortex of clouds quickly gathered on the horizon, and seemed to connect to the sea surface, forming a black hole in the night that attracted everyone.