The entire Rose Island seed to be shrouded in a misty red fog, obscuring the view of its surroundings.
At the seabed surrounding Rose Island, there were hardly any usual marine plants or creatures, only a few fish and shellfish in the shallow parts.
As for the bottom, it was filled with rocks interlaced with crimson threads, with blood-colored thorns even growing on them.
This made the entire ecological environnt of Rose Island appear quite abnormal.
Moreover, it was not difficult to see that these eerie crimson threads seed to extend from within Rose Island.
However, Rogel did not see any strange descriptions from the ga panel, perhaps because they were hidden deeper.
Just as Rogel was observing this phenonon.
He suddenly heard urgent shouts coming from the Gelin.
Retracting his attention, Rogel opened his eyes and saw Mira lying in Yas’s arms.
Only a mont ago, Mira was fine, but now she was once again pallid, her body limp, as if her Essence Qi had been drawn away.
Rogel quickly stepped forward to check and soon saw a status in Mira’s information.
[Rose Curse]
Sensing sothing, he looked at the distant Rose Island ahead.
On this scarlet island, there were red thorny trees growing one after another, with blood-red roses blooming on them.
Rose... tree?
"Rogel, Lina, how is Mira?"
Yas couldn’t help but ask anxiously.
"It’s the cursed power inside her acting up." Lina put down her tools and also looked toward Rose Island: "It seems it’s because we approached the island."
"But she should only be unconscious now, not in life-threatening danger."
"Don’t worry." Rogel stood up, patted Yas’s broad shoulder, and said calmly, "It’s ti to resolve this curse."
Hearing Rogel’s voice, Yas felt a slight relief in his heart.
Undoubtedly, their Captain Rogel was reassuring.
"There’s an abandoned pier ahead; get ready to disembark."
After Rogel’s words fell.
The Bone Spirits on the ship moved swiftly into action.
In no ti, the Gelin gently ca to a stop.
The pier before them seed long abandoned, with so of the red planks already rotten.
But it seed to be an island inhabited by people.
After Yas picked up the unconscious Mira, the group left the Gelin, leaving Heisatan to guard the ship.
Upon stepping onto Rose Island, they finally saw the island’s full appearance.
All around were crimson thorn-covered trees and short shrubs, with blood-red roses blooming among them.
Floating through the air were blood-colored specks like catkins, as if the entire world had been covered in a crimson filter.
Rogel could see clearly that it was the "pollen" released by the roses.
The petals slowly contracted and expanded, as if a gravely ill person was breathing, exhaling turbid sickness.
The group took in the sight of this strange scene.
They moved forward slowly, filled with doubt and worry.
The deeper they went, the more eerie it felt.
The abandoned pier, pathways overgrown with weeds yet showing traces, even abandoned carriage boxes—all indicated that this was once an inhabited island.
But they saw no one active.
As they delved further, they made a new discovery.
There was a redwood house looking strangely bright red, with red thorns also climbing its walls, roses blooming on them.
And this was not the only house.
This was a town, one with a distinctly different style.
"Rose Town..."
Noemi saw a signpost by the roadside, but it already showed signs of being eroded by ti.
After examining the signpost, Noemi seed to sense sothing and looked in a direction, her eyes lighting up.
"Hey? There seems to be soone there!"
The group looked toward the voice and saw a human-shaped figure erging from a distant room.
"No, that’s not a person."
Rogel shook his head at this mont.
His Spiritual Power had already discerned it in an instant.
Though it looked human-shaped, it actually did not possess life.
Creak...
At this mont, the sowhat aged door of a nearby house was pushed open, and a human-like figure stepped out from inside.
This "person" was close enough for everyone to see it clearly.
Rogel was right; it was indeed not human.
It seed to be a "person" made of decaying petals stacked together, its overall appearance dark red, which was even a bit terrifying upon closer inspection.
[Rotting Flower Spirit]
[Type: Derivative Creature]
[Quality: Ordinary]
[Level: 5]
[Tier: Extraordinary]
[Explanation: A derivative creature made of withered branches as bones and decayed petals as flesh, it exists only to work.]
Creak... creak...
At almost the sa ti, the doors of many houses in the town began to open, from which erged these "people" made of decayed petals.
They seed to lack intelligence.
After stepping out, they quickly lined up and moved toward a direction in the center of the town.
"This..."
The entire group was stunned by this scene.
"Rogel, quickly co over."
Lina’s voice called, drawing Rogel’s attention to her already standing in front of a house, the wooden door opened.
Soon, Rogel and his companions reached the entrance of the house.
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