Pirates: Draw a Miracle from the Opening Order

Chapter 174 The original appearance of the island, did you draw the map?

"In other words, are all the phantoms my crew and I saw before were phantoms created by you and the Phantom Crow?"

Aeneas has not forgotten what they went through when they came here.

"Can you tell me what scene you saw?" Claire's voice actually had a hint of thirst for knowledge, "I was trapped in a dream, but I don't know if it was my dream or mine. An illusion created to deceive oneself.”

Aeneas understood and briefly described to Claire what they had seen and heard before, including the events of the fisherman uncle, the gentleman mayor and the Giant Crow.

After hearing this, Claire remained silent for a long time without saying a word. She lowered her brows and didn't know what she was thinking.

Aeneas waited quietly and did not disturb Claire's memories.

"Huh -" Claire raised her head again, her eyes clear of the previous haze, "Yes, these are the environments I created to deceive myself, and the fruit ability is still activated while I am sleeping. .”

It turns out that the fisherman uncle taught Claire the knowledge of sailing at sea and fishing skills; it turns out that the gentleman mayor is the face of their export of specialties of Phantom. The chamber of commerce and commercial activities founded by the mayor made Phantom rich... ....

As for the Crow.

"That is indeed a big ship that really exists. I have already said before that Phantom has a huge phantom crow, 'Evantum'." Claire said, "The people in Phantom know that there is such a 'mountain god' ’ exists, that’s why there is such a symbolic giant sailing ship like ‘The Crow’.”

"The Giant Crow is also our protection against foreign aggression. Whenever a pirate ship approaches, the men volunteer to take the Giant Crow out to drive away the enemies, ensuring that Phantom will not be invaded by pirates!"

Claire showed longing eyes.

"I have always expected to be the captain of the Crow one day and escort everyone!" Claire laughed at herself, "Unfortunately, it was me who ruined it all..."

Aeneas walks into Claire, who is three years older than him in terms of age - of course this does not include the 98 years of sleeping time.

But Claire's height was only 1.7 meters or less than 1.8 meters, so Aeneas put a hand on Claire's shoulder and comforted: "This is not your fault. It has been a long time. You He has atoned for his sins.”

"Atonement?" Claire pursed her lips and looked a little moved, "Yes, I've been keeping myself closed, isn't it to atone for my sins?"

"Moreover, the real murderer is actually the big phantom crow, isn't it?" Aeneas looked at the messy bones under the melted ice, "He is truly asleep this time."

"Yes, it's time for me to take that step after all." Claire said slowly, "Then let Evanthem and I completely remove the fantasy here!"

Aeneas was still a little stunned when he heard this.

"what?"

Aeneas didn't react.

"You mean, there are still phantoms here?"

Aeneas only felt his scalp numb - how advanced is this phantom method?He didn't even notice it until now?

"What you encountered before was probably a phantom created by me, but besides me, Ivantum can also create phantoms." Claire explained that Ivantum was the little phantom crow that just landed on his shoulder.

"Speaking of which, it was you who broke my illusion and allowed me to regain consciousness, otherwise the giant skeleton crow wouldn't have condensed its resentment to destroy me!" Claire cast a grateful look at Aeneas, "Thank you. You! I don’t want to continue sleeping now.”

"No need to be polite, I'm just here to explore." Aeneas shook his head slightly. In addition to exploring, his purpose of coming here also needed to find strawgrass. He was thinking about asking Claire for a favor.

"You'd better tell me what's going on first. Where is the phantom?" Aeneas asked.

"The Phantom Crow Fruit is originally composed of the owner and the Phantom Crow." Claire nodded and continued, "It's understandable that you can't detect it, because this is not a pure phantom, but a half-truth and half-false illusion. .”

"Half-truth...illusion?" Aeneas muttered, not really understanding what this sentence meant.

"The fog on the sea can make people lose their way. The little phantom crow uses this fog as a medium to distort the position of Phantom, so the old compass will not point here. The red earth continent in the distance you see now is actually It's fake." Claire said shockingly.

"False?" Aeneas looked at the towering red earth continent in the distance. He suddenly realized that they had not been walking close to the red earth continent?

Why are we so far apart after arriving in Phantom?

"Sure enough, did you also find something wrong?" Claire smiled, "These are actually all the masterpieces of the little phantom crow, turning the mist into something confusing. Because it uses the mist, it is not a pure fantasy made out of nothing. "

"phantom--"

"Cancel!"

Claire looked straight into the distance, and the little phantom crow in the distance was also flying in the sky. The place it flew over would reveal the original appearance of this place.

The heavy and oppressive feeling of the red earth continent quickly approached, leaving Aeneas in a trance.

The corpse of the terrifying skeletal crow on Phantom Island has also turned into a real dead tree. Although it is still messy, it is not so infiltrating and terrifying.The entire island is slightly raised from the middle, not as high as the previous mountain peak.

Aeneas felt a little familiar when he saw this scene, and took out the map in his hand to take a look.

"It turns out that this is the real Phantom..." Aeneas was shocked by his discovery, because the current map almost completely matched the Phantom in front of him, without any errors - the only The variable is the dilapidated town just now.

The scene of the town is even more completely different. The originally oppressive tones of pitch black and black red have now turned into a vivid historical sense of earthy yellow and dark green - it looks like a century-old relic.

"You actually have this map?" Claire was surprised when she saw the map in Aeneas' hand.

"Do you know the origin of this map?" Aeneas asked.

"Of course I know, because this is what I drew." Claire's words made Aeneas's jaw almost drop.

"What!" Aeneas couldn't believe it. Wasn't this produced by the system?

"You drew this?"

Aeneas had a headache, and he felt like something with a lot of information was entering his mind - some of the things produced by the system can actually find their source in this world?

In fact, the system production is not first-hand?

Some of them are actually second-hand?