Chapter 661

Chapter 661

They finally arrived at the junction shown on the map

Where the Barbarian island met the Second Largest island was before ther, the wide river that

stretches out

“This river... “Gary was surprised and stopped saying abruptly.

The river was completely different from what they had expected.

The width of the river was about 50 meters according to the enlarged scale of the map, but the

opposite shore was estimated to be at least 1000 meters far away from them.

At first, they were only worried about the depth of the river, as they feared that an ordinary raft

would not be able to cross it if the current was swift. However, it was impossible to use a raft

because the river was densely packed with many lush water plants, which rose to an average height

of half a man,

The river looked so clean and thorough that the black silt at the bottom was visible to the naked

eye, which was more like a swamp.

“Is there a mistake?”

Until this moment, a word appeared in their minds at the same time, which was “lost”.

"We followed the map.”

How could it be wrong?

Charles held the precious ancient map with his eyes goggling at the coordinates displayed on it, and

then fiercely staring at the vast swamp.

It was clearly a river on the map. Why did it become a swamp?

Damn it!

Perhaps because of this huge swamp, with its heavy sublimated water vapour and overly humid air,

everyone vaguely felt a little heavy in body and feet and chill at the back.

The sun was obscured by thick clouds and the sky was grey. Since they arrived here, no wonder if it

was an illusion or not, they felt as if all of heaven and earth had fallen silent.

Instinctively, they were scared and nervous.

“I can't hear cicadas or birds.” Crabbie directly expressed the suspicion of everyone.

As if it was a forbidden place that no living creatures were in,

Or maybe there was something scary nearby that made the animals run away.

Everyone couldn't resist holding their breath and looking at each other.

It felt like they were in a place they shouldn't have been,

“What should we do now?”

“Continue or go back?”

Everyone looked at Patrick involuntarily.

Patrick frowned and swept around with his eyes. He did not immediately say what to do, but his

tone was calm.

“The smell disappeared.”

All of a sudden, Gary and the others were surprised. It was true that the pungent chemical smell had

disappeared.

Remembering that they had been walking along the river, as they went further, the smell grew

stronger. They were guessing that something was wrong with the source of the river.

However, why did it suddenly disappear here?

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"What the hell is this place?”

Why did they seem to have crossed into a completely new field in an instant?

They all felt creepy.

“The Third Island,” Christina muttered with a confused expression.

She stood up and looked at the surroundings in a daze, which was the same as what was in her

dream. “At night, there will be a thick white fog.”

“It will wet our fire. There is no dry wood to burn around.”

They did not reply anything, so Christina's low voice sounded clear.

In such a damp and cold place, they were already chilly after a short while, not to mention staying

here all night, which was definitely torture,

"Go back.” Patrick made up his mind.

He was not a person who enjoys great achievements, moreover, the safety of all should be

paramount in this

unusual situation

Charles secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He did not dare to cross this swamp for he always felt that

there was something terrible in it.

“Go back the same way! Great!” Charles shouted excitedly.

They wanted to get out of here before it was too late, to find a normal place to rest first, and wait

until tomorrow to solve any problems. It always settled the mind when there was sunshine.

Everyone dared not hesitate and hurriedly withdrew.

“Follow the map and retreat.”

Charles and Gary were looking for their way with the map. They checked the compass and said, “23

degrees southeast.”

Christina followed behind them, carrying a wicker basket made of vines, and her head hung low

with a sullen expression.

"Why did you say this was the Third Island?” Patrick walked softly to her and asked in a low voice.

“There was a voice in my head. I was hallucinating. I have a hunch that across this swamp is the

Third Island.”

Christina did not hide it from them, but even she was confused.

“The Third Island is dangerous, and there are many ferocious beasts?”

Patrick knew very little about the islands, but Christina might know more about for she had a blood

relationship

with Rafael.

In Patrick's opinion, the Barbarian Island were home to a large group of uncivilised wildlings, where

the weak were preying on the strong. Could the Third Island be more dangerous?

Christina shook her head. “That voice didn't appear again.”

At this moment, there was a loud noise in front of the line.

Patrick frowned and saw that Charles and Gary seemed to quarrel. How could they argue in such a

situation?

Patrick's face darkened and he strode forward, ready to warn them, but Charles rushed over and

shouted, “Patrick, we can't get out.”

“Bullshit!” Gary cursed with an angry look. “Do you know how to lead a team or read a map?”

Charles growled in a low voice. “Why don’t you lead the team? We've been walking for half an hour,

but the

swamp is still on the right. We are lost and wandering around the original place.”

The sky was still grey. According to previous time estimates, the sun would start to set in another

hour, and the longer they delayed the worse it would get.

"Find again.”

They were split into three groups and had to grasp at straws and look in all directions for a way out.

It turned out that they were still gathered together in the end. Everyone was astonished and scared.

"How could it be?"

It was all so unreal.

Just as they were feeling uneasy, a thin mist began to rise in the air. They could sense that the

visibility was gradually decreased.

Christina looked at them and suddenly said, “If we can’t walk out, we can cross this swamp. Across

from it is a grassy plain.”

After all, the plains were safer than the swamps.

“Damn it. The map didn’t match the geographical environment here. We shouldn't rush forward.”

“Yes, we can only walk through this swamp on foot. The water is not deep, but who knows what will

come out.”

“Can we go back and out?”

Christina's rhetorical question doused all their unrealistic illusions. They could only face even if there

were beasts and unpredictable difficulties. Christina did not dare to say that she felt that something

seemed to lead them here and forward, and there was no way back.

The air was damp and cold, everyone was tense and their cheeks chilled as they stared hard at the

surroundings. A lush swampy, shallow, clean-looking river with many reed-like water plants growing

in streaks, secluded and quiet.

Damn it. After all, life would always be ended in death.

Everyone braced themselves.

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