The purple-crystal ship skidded towards the other end of space turbulent flows while flowing itself at a great speed.
"Milo, how much longer will it take for us to reach the Purple-crystal Continent?" Darren inquired as he furrowed his brows and stared out into the sea.
Milo was none other than one of the formerly imprisoned alien creatures whom Darren had requested to master the green-skinned men's language and their skill of steering boats so he could lead them to their destination.
"It will take us about ten years, give or take.
But my king, won't we just be putting ourselves in grave danger on our way to the Purple-crystal Continent? I was told by them that this purple-crystal ship is just one of the small boats that they have throughout the entire continent. They usually use bigger boats compared to this," Milo asked in concern, the worried frown on his face decorating his words.
"No need to worry. Elsa and I are capable and strong enough to fight through the dangers that may lay ahead. Let's collect more purple crystals for the time being so we can make more of these purple-crystal ships that should allow you to get home safely," Darren concluded.
"That's a great idea!" Milo agreed and nodded his head, his eyes gleaming with expectations at the thought of going back to his home after years of thinking how he'd stay there for the rest of his life.
They marched on. The huge purple-crystal ship glided its way towards the destination for ten years and during this period of time, having nothing else to do, Darren and Elsa continued cultivating their skills.
One day, Milo came rushing to the bow of the ship and reported the situation to them with vivid delight.
"Darren, we have finally arrived! Please look over there!" he cried, pointing to the direction of the place.
They looked out, and found that they had already passed the margin of the space turbulent flows. Ahead of them, about five hundred thousand kilometers away, stood a great continent crowned with blazing purple light that made their eyes squint.
As they had already passed the torrent of the space turbulent flows, the speed of the purple-crystal ship was quickened. They anticipated that the ship would cover the remaining five hundred thousand kilometers in another six hours.
"Wow, this continent is astonishing!"
Staring at the purple light wavering about the land, Elsa cried out with full of curiosity; her eyes almost shining in delight as she stared out.
"Milo, speed up! Let's get to the Purple-crystal Continent as early as possible," Darren ordered.
"Yes, sir!" Milo replied and rushed back to his place.
The purple-crystal ship hastened forward at an incomparable speed, and soon it had marched about three hundred thousand kilometers and was soon arriving the continent of their destination.
"What the hell!" Suddenly, Milo's terrified scream broke the silence of the atmosphere.
Looking ahead, they noticed far too many purple-crystal ships at the border of the continent and what was more, the ships seemed to be sailing towards their direction at a great speed.
"My king, they found us," Milo called to Darren, running to him in fear as his legs shook like jelly.
"Don't worry. I'll take care of them," Darren said, determination dripping from his words.
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