Chapter 1671

However, there were no waves. The next second later, a gentle breeze propelled the raft forward swiftly. "Lana! She's helping me!" Nash set down the oars and stood up, looking toward the direction of the island. The island had turned into a tiny black dot, making it impossible to see anyone on it. Nash stared at the island blankly, feeling a mixture of emotions. Lana's powers had returned. Would she still see him? How should he deal with the Jackson family? Another five days passed. Nash's provisions were almost depleted. Luckily, he spotted land on the horizon. As the raft approached the coastline, the land became clearer. … It was a desolate plot of black soil. Occasionally, flashes of white light streaked through the air, cutting open the space with dark cracks. Nash's pupils constricted. If one of those flashes passed through a person, would it split them in half? Stepping onto the black soil, Nash caught a strong scent of blood. He even speculated that the soil had bee