Chapter 48 Rush to the maelstrom!
The shaking cabin and the screams from above interrupted the conversation between the two. Lynn and Johnny looked at each other and rushed up in unison.
Open the hatch, the cold wind howls, and the icy raindrops pour on the deck like a dense rain of bullets. This is the prelude to the storm...
The originally calm sea surface became turbulent at this moment, and the sea water continued to slap the hull, causing the sailing warship to shake non-stop.
Due to the continuous strong wind, the originally dense fog became much thinner, and the visual range increased by about two times, but the fog was no longer pure white, but turned into a very strange gray...
"Quickly tighten the sails for me, and act, we must escape this sea area as soon as possible!"
There was chaos on the deck, hundreds of sailors of [Boat Gang] were in a mess, Lauder's face was extremely ugly and he yelled loudly, but it was of no avail. Many people were kneeling on the ground in despair, with expressions of despair, He kept yelling something.
"Mr. Lauder, did you hit the rocks? Or was it the impact of the storm?" Lynn hurried forward and asked.
"No, it's the maelstrom, the eye of death!" Lauder shouted in horror.
Maelstrom?
Lynn suddenly remembered the information he had inquired in Harbor Town before, and looked at the rough sea again, only then did he realize what he had just ignored. A big sailing ship is being pulled towards the center of the vortex bit by bit.
It's just that the diameter of this vortex is too large, and the sea is full of fog, and there is no reference point, which gave him the illusion that the ship has been sailing normally!
Hiss~ How big is this thing?
Lin En couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, while Lauder on the side seemed to have suddenly thought of something, looked at Lin En with an extremely earnest gaze, and asked excitedly. "Master Wizard, do you have a way to freeze the entire maelstrom?"
"Are you kidding?" Lynn frowned. The diameter of this maelstrom must be at least several kilometers to cause such a visual error. What kind of force can freeze such a huge ocean?
"Then we're doomed, and it's too late to escape now!" The flame of hope in Lauder's eyes was instantly extinguished, and he slumped on the ground as if he had no bones, muttering to himself.
The reason why the sea of mist is so frightening is that apart from the dense fog that covers the entire sea area and can completely disorient people, the more important thing is the maelstrom called the eye of death!
This is an existence that makes countless voyagers fearful. It is like a **** of death wandering in the vast and misty sea. It may appear in any corner of this sea area at any time without warning or any rules. Once encountered, The sailor will be pronounced dead!
Because the terrifying suction force of the maelstrom is far greater than the speed of any sailing ship, it is rumored that those who are finally involved in the vortex will not only escape death, but their soul will also fall into the abyss. This is the origin of the name Death Eye...
And the only way to pass through this sea of mist is to wait until the lunar day, when the [Eye of Death] maelstrom will subside for a short time. Leave it to luck.
So when delivering goods in the past few years, they would try their best to choose to go to sea in the first few days of the lunar day, so as not to directly collide with the maelstrom...
But this year is different. The Holy See blocked the harbor town, which made it a little too late for them to leave the port!
Lynn ignored it, and walked quickly to the goods piled on the deck, picked up a few wooden barrels, turned the weight, and threw the wooden barrels in different directions and angles, and then stretched out his right hand to start measuring The relative distances of these objects.
Personally speaking, it is completely impossible to measure the diameter and flow velocity of the maelstrom just by relying on a few drifting wooden barrels as reference objects.
But this level of computing power is pediatrics for the brain...
"The diameter of the whirlpool is seven kilometers, and the escape speed is... twenty knots! To avoid being sucked into the whirlpool, a speed of at least twenty is required!" Lynn soon received the analysis results from the brain, and his brows could not help but frown up.
If it was placed in the previous life, the speed of 20 knots could be reached by any small boat. After the energy reform, these old antiques can only be piled up in the warehouse to eat ashes.
However, he is now in a wicked different world. The sailing warship under their feet seems to have a maximum speed of only... seven knots?
"This is impossible! Even the best alchemy ship in the Wizard's Land will never be able to sail at twenty knots!" Lauder also heard Lynn's words and shouted in despair.
Although he doesn't understand what escape velocity is, he is very clear about the concept of twenty knots!
"No, it's possible!" Lynn said seriously, throwing aside the helmsman who was limp on the ground, and looked at the people present. "I will take the helm, everyone, return to your posts, follow my instructions, and raise all the sails for me!"
"Do you understand boats? With such a big wave, once all the sails are raised, the ship will capsize in a short time, and all of us will die by then!" The helmsman who was pushed away by Lynn jumped immediately Standing up, he shouted at the top of his voice, with the current situation, he doesn't care whether he is a wizard or not.
Just the next moment, the words on his lips were swallowed again, because a huge fireball was condensing in Lynn's palm.
"Do it, or you will die now!" Lynn's tone was very cold.
The yellow-white white phosphorous flame made all the sailors on the deck tremble, and the helmsman was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.
However, this is a mortal situation. In desperation, not many people obey orders at all. Some people even think that dying under witchcraft is better than being swallowed into the maelstrom.
At this moment, the sound of the winch turning violently came over. Lin En and others turned their heads and looked over, and it was Jonny who did it!
At this moment, the girl is holding a sail rope tightly and putting it on the winch, continuous raindrops are falling from the top of her head, just like this, flowing through her hair and her delicate profile, making her robe wet, but Joan But Ni didn't care, and pulled harder with his hands until the last circle of rope was firmly fixed on the winch.
"Since you have no other choice, then sitting here is nothing but waiting to die!" Johnny said resolutely, gazing at the crowd with sapphire-like eyes.
Lauder quickly cheered up, pulled out the long whip pinned to his waist, and slapped it fiercely on a sailor who was kneeling on the ground praying, and shouted angrily.
"Do it, do it all for me, raise all sails!"
(end of this chapter)