"We shouldn't fly so high!"
The blue magpie shouted in the turbulence, and the long sound fluctuated with the storm. Although Luo Binhan was protected by the gravity system, he was still dizzy from the spinning hull. In his confusion, he wondered what the principle of "thought conversation" was - it allowed Luo Binhan to feel the intonation, timbre, volume, and even stuttering and vibrato. Could it be that Lan Que usually talks to himself like this in his head? That is really an issue worthy of attention, because if this kind of communication allows unlimited increase in volume, it is simply the most powerful combat spell of the White Tower Apprentice.
He wanted to control the aircraft's flip, but he didn't know what he should do. Yaleriga never taught him how to deal with this. An error was displayed on the autopilot system's window, and ∈ suddenly lost all contact, and he completely lost control of the aircraft's status.
He couldn't find any reason for the malfunction either. When they flew above the mountains, the vehicle beneath them seemed to be caught in some invisible turbulence, shaking the two passengers inside violently. He also heard Lan Que shouting something like "etheric backlash", but he really didn't have time to find out what it meant.
This situation is obviously not a good thing. Luo Binhan was dizzy and fumbled for the emergency escape button that Yaleriga had told him before. It didn't take him long to find the key, but he still didn't press it.
"Luo Han!" Lan Que shouted, "We must leave! This is the surge of ether!"
"What's in the ether?" Luo Binhan said, almost biting his tongue.
"Tide, surge! That means that the ether concentration nearby has exceeded the average of the star layer, and is still rising. This is a sign of some kind of large-scale spell. Our sub-cabin aircraft will be corroded by the ether! We are now Gotta get off this ship!"
Luo Binhan searched the ground in his frequently rotating vision. He recognized the mountains where the savages lived. The aircraft spiraled and rolled in the air, but it was still flying in the predetermined direction.
During the turbulence, Luo Binhan felt that the mountains on the ground seemed to come alive. It winds and crawls on the dark ground, and the wind blows the mountains and forests above, as if a giant dragon is breathing by itself.
He saw the firelight flickering between the dragon's ringed body. It was a wooden fire pile built by savages. The fire formed a complete circle, like a fire bead guarded by a mountain dragon.
The sight made him forget about the emergency escape button and just stared in fascination. In a daze, he seemed to see the savages sitting around the fire, raising their heads and waiting for something. The priests were closest to the flames and took the lead in singing sacrificial songs. Yaleriga, Marin, Shuangwei, Wanbozi, Poppa and Joel Farman were also there. Except for Shuangwei, who was hidden outside the flames, everyone else stood beside the priests.
In the completely out-of-control aircraft, Luo Binhan didn't know how he could clearly see everything thousands of meters away. He first looked at Yaleriga. The horned woman was facing the flames, so close that she seemed ready to pounce in at any moment. Then he discovered Saturday.
Saturday was looking at him too.
The moment their eyes met, she raised the feather hat she was holding in her hand. Luo Binhan felt that it looked familiar, like the one that had been placed in the warehouse and then taken away by Popa. The feathers on the hat were fluttering in the wind, and Saturday plucked out the only pink feather among them.
Luo Binhan thought of something. He raised his hand and pressed the pink round button above his head.
The aircraft began to transform and turned into a swan boat filled with children's songs. It swayed in the air for a few seconds, then rose steadily upwards.
"Composite ship?" Lan Que lay on the side of the ship and exclaimed, "You even have the sub-cabin as a composite ship?"
"It's worth the money," Luo Binhan said.
"But that's not something you can buy casually! Your aircraft is so small, and the difficulty of designing the second form is hundreds or thousands of times that of a normal spaceship! You can't get such a good thing on the market, but its The shape...is this customized by you?"
Luo Binhan thought about it briefly for a few seconds. He didn't think this ship fit the aesthetics of Yaleriga or Jing Huang, nor did he think it was the style that Dwarf Star passengers should have. Finally, he gave up and said to Lan Que solemnly: "This is art."
Lan Que ignored his pale explanation and read the metal nameplate below.
"Type 03 Yuan-style sub-cabin aircraft." it read, "...please contact Wuyuanxing's affiliated base, or the Royal Technology Department of the Xuanhui Kingdom. So this is your product supplier? Phew, the Xuanhui Kingdom? I don't I remember that I came across this word, and I guess it refers to the civilization of the No Far Land. Do you have any relationship with the royal family there? "
Luo Binhan had no time to answer. They have risen higher and higher, heading straight to the abyss on the top of the mountain. At this moment, people on the ground seem to have discovered this lovely singing and shining cruise ship. There was a slight commotion in the savage team, and Yaleriga also turned around and took a few steps quickly as if to catch up with Tian Zhou.
But that was obviously too late. The swan boat slid to the edge of the cloud, Luo Binhan waved to her, and then was sucked into the abyss above his head. The moment he walked through the darkness, he couldn't help but feel hesitant and frightened, but at the same time, he felt a sense of joy as if his revenge had been successful.
Lan Que was calling urgently, reminding Luo Binhan to hold on to the ship, take out his weapons, and be ready to defend himself the moment he came to another world. But when the swan boat actually rushed out, they found that any defensive measures were unnecessary.
The landing place is a lake. A dark but quiet body of water. Luo Binhan didn't know what Jing Huang had done, but the gelatinous creature that once prevented him from escaping to silence no longer existed. The area around the water was desolate and barren, the ground was as black as ashes, and not a single eyeball plant was seen emerging.
Under the three full moons, the center of the mountain range is like the center of a stage where lights are focused, where giants are fighting nameless underground enemies. The red light on its chest flashed, which made Luo Binhan feel worried. However, after watching the battle for ten full minutes, he found that the giant was still guarding the mountains without any intention of retreating.
"Fake lights?" Luo Binhan said suspiciously.
Lan Que rejected his guess, but he didn't know how the war situation could continue like this. They looked up at the giants fighting together, as if they were dancing in the center of the world. As its light grew dimmer, the surrounding fields seemed to gradually become brighter.
That's not an illusion.
They didn't find the rising sun, but the sky was getting brighter. The three-round moon gradually faded as the sky brightened, but it still stayed in place, proving that it was still night at this moment.
He and Lan Que looked at each other in confusion.
"Do you know what's going on?" he asked.
"I still expected you to know!" Lan Que said, "Didn't you try your best to come here?"
Luo Binhan had no choice but to shoulder his responsibilities. He turned the swan boat back into the aircraft, then drove it off the ground and watched the situation near the giant from a height. That's when he discovered the valley at the giant's feet.
"Luo Han, I recognize the terrain there!" Lan Que squeezed to the window and grabbed his arm. "There is the valley with the fruit of life on the other side! That must be the etheric point of the entire mountain!"
Luo Binhan didn't listen to what it said. He stared blankly at the valley, as if his soul had been sucked away by something.
He asked Blue Magpie: "Have you heard the singing?"
"What? Song? Now?"
"Yes, right now. A woman is singing."
He was confused and pointed toward the depths of the valley. Deep in the red and white flowers, I saw a familiar shadow.
A glorious, ethereal, and beautiful phantom. The details of the figure are indescribable, and all that comes into view is the beautiful crimson color of blood and fire.
Red flowed into both eyes, and the nerves began to tingle and become hot. Before his mind melted, he vaguely called out the name.
"She" turned around and smiled lovingly and emptily.
