Chapter 213 Skydiving Simulator

"Ready, brothers!"

Longjing Tea raised his voice: "Take everything... The Duchy of Mourning Song has arrived!"

Chocolate meowed and complained in a low voice, "It's all foggy down here, so I can't see clearly at all.

"Speaking of which, how do we get down? We won't drop it directly, will we?"

"...Eileen?"

Hearing this, Longjing Cha also turned to look at the priestess Irene and asked silently.

ah? How are you going to get down?

... Isn't this what you should have thought about before you boarded the airship?

Why are you asking me?

Moreover, for this group of weirdos at the silver level... is the method used by ordinary people like us, is there really any reference value?

The priestess glanced hesitantly at the cat that was being held in her arms by the little girl and was spitting out words.

...you don't seem quite right.

Could it be that the "Higher Spiritual Wisdom Creation", which has been studied for many years by the Tower of Black Glory, has finally come to fruition?

However, speaking of this...

When she realized that something was wrong with these people, Irene looked at them carefully.

That bald Juggernaut doesn't seem to be quite right either...

Juggernauts cannot wear armor, the lighter the body, the higher the meditation efficiency. Therefore, there are indeed some juggernauts who choose to wear their upper body naked, or simply wear a cloth belt diagonally to hang their swords.

But this muscle bald head is even more terrifying.

He was wearing a thin white coat—thereby revealing his strong muscles like a demon, and he could even see the obvious flesh color through the clothes.

... Generally speaking, shouldn't the Juggernaut be the kind of handsome guy with a thin body and long hair?

What is the situation of the Juggernaut with such strong muscles?

The muscles on his shoulders felt like he couldn't even pierce with a dagger... Does this kind of Sword Saint really need armor?

The wind dancer who spoke the least and had been sleeping in the corner all the time didn't sound quite right.

Didn't notice before...why does his skin have a wood texture? His hair looks a little greasy at first, but take a closer look - isn't this a vine?

Is he an activated elf ancient tree?

...are you able to fly?

This group of people really doesn't feel right anywhere - a beast summoner whose body is in turn controlled by a pet with a high level of intelligence, a crispy juggernaut whose body is almost invulnerable, like a wind dancer of a tree man.

Only the Lord Longjing Tea is a normal person...

Erin muttered.

"...Because there is a deadly gray fog outside, there are only two ways to forcibly land," Irene thought for a while, and replied seriously, "One is that we find a place to land.

"After that, we will activate the ceremony room and make a passage down from the position where the airship is in contact. You go underground from the airship and explore.

"The second is... a hurricane rich in curses is continuously rolled up from a high altitude, temporarily blowing away the gray fog. You go up and down the rope from the center of the wind eye, and then look for an underground space that can cover the gray fog... My The suggestion is the first, because the urban structure cannot be seen through the grey fog, and we do not have much energy for continuous 'searching'.

"

"That is to say, you can temporarily blow away the curse, right?"

Longjing Tea captured the key information: "How long will it last? How long is the scope?"

"It's a ritual called 'Endless Heart', which can turn the ceremonialist's heartbeat into an invisible storm. Sister Georgina will use this ritual."

Irene frowned and thought seriously: "But this ritual needs to burn the frog's heart soaked in oil to maintain... And this time, we didn't provide a lot of ritual materials, we can only open it about three times, and it can be maintained for three times in total. ten minutes.

"Because the bottom of the airship is not strong enough, we must first blow away the gray fog to make sure that there are no protruding, sharp statues or building structures below. To prevent the bottom of the airship from being penetrated when landing... Then we have to save it again for use pick you up."

"Ah, no need to be so troublesome."

The stray child said, "You just drive it once... We can go directly."

"……Hey?"

Irene was stunned for a moment: "But, aren't you the only wind dancer..."

"I am an orthodox wind dancer."

The homeless child said to himself, "It's not the fake ones, at least two people I can lead."

...Wait a minute, why two?

But Erin didn't care about such details.

Although she is still a little skeptical, she has not forgotten her responsibilities - she is just here to serve.

She soon called for a priest named "Georgina". That is, the Pope's disciple and grandson, the only priest among the four.

When you reach the rank of chief priest, you can already hold most of the ceremonies alone. After receiving the news, she quickly went to the first ceremony room to prepare for the "Endless Heart" ceremony.

The ceremony itself is not difficult.

But with the addition of "Thanks to the Feast of All Love", its power is also doubled——

As Priest Georgina stuck the stethoscope-like metal disc to her chest, she whispered a sacred psalm in praise of the "heartbeat".

The next moment, a clear and powerful heartbeat sounded in everyone's ears.

Each beat of that heartbeat was stronger than the previous one—and in the blink of an eye, it blended into the clouds and roared like thunder.

The clear heartbeat soon became synchronized with the thunder.

The storm followed.

An extremely sharp, ghostly cry-like howl sounded - as if the heart was being grabbed.

It was a dizzying roar that could only be heard by ear.

The gray fog, which is difficult to disperse even if a strong wind blows, is dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye under the breath of this invisible storm.

In the blink of an eye, they saw directly below.

—It was a magnificent gray city.

It is reminiscent of ancient Roman architecture.

"Give it to me."

The homeless child took a slow breath and reached out to hold the bronze ring: "You remember to keep up - don't make a box!"

I saw him open the bottom deck of the airship, and the violent and icy airflow from the outside poured in.

In the eye of the wind, the child jumped down from an altitude of 8,000 meters with his head straight down!

Looking from top to bottom, a tornado can be seen spreading around him with him as the center.

And he was like an ant, slowly falling from the middle.

This scene made Priest Irene's pupils tighten nervously.

Soon, Longjing Tea and the bald Juggernaut immediately jumped down.

- Don't die! This is simply deadly!

Did you not even land? !

Jump straight from this height...

Seeing that the little girl didn't jump off, Irene was relieved at this time.

However, at this moment, the cat in the girl's hand suddenly jumped out and jumped down.

- Immediately afterwards, she saw the city below suddenly collapse.

It was like being crushed down by some invisible force... The buildings in the center of the city melted and collapsed like cream, revealing a large pit and revealing the dark black wet earth. And it was still melting, and a tunnel was "digged" in seconds.

And the seeds of the hurricane wrapped around the three and one cat, protecting them.

Rather than falling, they were flying—they were like a stream of white light, bombarding the deep pit from top to bottom.

There was no sound, and the ground did not shake. The three people disappeared from the pothole. Immediately afterwards, the melted ground gathered together again, restoring it to a gray "top".

Like the smear of dough that seals the pie filling in.

The girl stepped forward and closed the hatch.

She raised her head and looked at Priest Erin with those cold pupils reminiscent of a doll.

In a somewhat awkward tone, she said earnestly, word by word, "I'm here. I'll tell them to come back. You guys will hold the ceremony again. I'll be positioned. You have to open the hatch."

Although it was a little difficult, Irene still understood.

Roughly speaking, she can stay here to help locate...

What actually came up in Erin's mind was this idea: This girl, why can't she speak as fluently as her own cat?

Your cat can even speak the Noah dialect fluently.

You are not ashamed...

Erin didn't know what to do.

She sat in a chair with the girl who squinted slightly as if she was about to fall asleep—mostly for fear of her disappearance. Such a small child, it would be bad if he accidentally opened the hatch and fell.

"However, the speed of digging tunnels is too fast..."

she murmured.

——That child with vine hair is really a tree man, right?

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