"Boom!"
A rich green glow filled with the aura of life suddenly exploded in the air, causing the curtain of rain around the ship's figurehead to momentarily go awry.
Finally completing the final preparations before spell casting, Hai Yin abruptly flipped her wrist, gently letting the small seed that had been resting in her palm fall.
The green light surrounding her seemed to resonate with something invisible, and Xia Nan suddenly felt a sharp yet melodious strange cry echoing in his ears.
As his perception kicked in, he instinctively looked towards the bow.
He saw that figurehead, forever bathed in storm and cold rain, posing as if embracing the ocean with its face blurred, now had a faint but tangible layer of glow on its surface.
It flickered in sync with the green light on Hai Yin.
Zzz—
A subtle sound burst from beneath their feet.
[Rapid-growing Vine Shell]
