"boom!!!"

Lao Chen fell on the wine vat, causing water to splash in all directions!

Several people were dragged under the water for a few seconds, and Luo Ning choked on his saliva in the most embarrassing situation.

"Ahem... Is this necessary? Is this necessary!"

Several people were laughing while soaking in the water, but soon they stopped laughing. Drifting in fast currents is very dangerous, for example, rocks may appear at any time!

At the critical moment, Fording held onto the rope with one hand and lifted the warhammer against the rocks with the other. This not only saved everyone from danger, but also brought everyone one step closer to the Northron Highlands.

This rafting can really be called the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers.

Their destination was the high ground east of the water, and the current was pushing them north. So everyone used their talents to make the wine jar move eastward little by little.

What is somewhat surprising is that Luo Ning played a crucial role in this process.

After all, he is a senior mage and has quite good attainments in ice magic. It is impossible to seal the entire water surface with ice, but it is still possible to create pieces of ice floes for everyone to use.

In this way, three hours later, several people successfully arrived at Northron Highlands.

When they came ashore from the water, almost everyone's skin was blue and purple from the cold. The wind on the highlands was already cold and hard, and their bodies were covered with water. After being blown twice by the wind, they wished they could

Cover with a layer of ice shell.

"Everyone, please warm up by the fire."

Lao Chen changed the wine vat back to its original shape, Fording picked up a bundle of dead branches, and Luo Ning sent out a fireball to light a fire. Everyone felt the warmth of the fire, and they all looked at each other with joy.

Because right behind them, two kilometers away, is the destination of this trip: Grim Batol!
Chapter completed!