Chapitre 369: Chapter 373 "To Frost

It was an island with a winding coast and rocky cliffs, enveloped in a layer of fog that cast vague and indistinct shadows, making it difficult to discern the situation above. One could barely make out the uneven terrain, as well as the eerie silhouettes hidden in the mist, resembling jagged boulders or collapsed buildings.

Its appearance was exceedingly abrupt, as if it had materialized out of thin air near the White Oak.

"What is that?" The first mate stared in astonishment at the silhouette of the island that had appeared on the distant sea surface. The tension and fear brought on by the sudden recollection of the concept of "sun" had not yet faded when he now saw an island emerge so suddenly that even he, a seasoned sailor who had dealt with the Endless Sea for many years, sounded a bit shaken, "An island... Is there such an island near Frost? Is there such an island on our planned course?"