"A Thousand Nights !!"

Geng Zhiming screamed and woke up from his bed.

“fuck...... Why the is a dream?" Geng Zhiming rubbed his head irritably.

Geng Zhiming wanted to get out of bed and wash his face to sober up, but suddenly realized that this was not a modern hotel, and this ghost place probably didn't even have a bathroom.

Geng Zhiming was already in a depressed mood, but this time his anger when he got up reached its peak, and he kicked the wooden bed hard, and he decompressed.

After Geng Zhiming finished kicking this kick, his eyes happened to be on the head of the bed. And in that small blank space, the four big words that are bloody are particularly eye-catching:

Get out of here!!!!

"......" Geng Zhiming's eyes changed slightly.

This was a naked warning, but Geng Zhiming didn't know the identity and purpose of the warning, and he couldn't even tell whether there was a threat in this warning based on these four words alone.

After thinking about it for a long time, Geng Zhiming decided to ignore this warning. There is too little information to analyze anything, and it is useless except to create panic in your own mind. What to take? This is 10,000 meters in the air, his fallen angel magic and blood magic have a limited maintenance time, and high oxygen and low temperature are big problems, this person said lightly.

At this moment, Geng Zhiming's door was suddenly knocked.

"Honored guests, the Patriarch invites you to our annual ceremony dedicated to the god of the sky, and I hope that you and your friends will be punctual in attendance. ”

A maid-like feather man said respectfully to Geng Zhiming.

“......”

Geng Zhiming felt his heart skip a beat.

"Sir, sir?"

"......" Geng Zhiming took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, "I know, thank you." ”

"Cole, Cole!"

After the maid left, Geng Zhiming immediately shouted in his heart.

"It's useless for you to call anyone. Cole's lazy voice remembered, "This so-called city in the sky is the meeting point of Gaplos and Caldia, and the turbulence of magic beyond the high walls is not something you can bear, and if you stay here honestly, there may be a chance of survival." ”

“...... Do you know what that dream is about?"

"It's just dream magic, don't go out and say that I have something to do with you, you can still be in such a rudimentary dream magic. Cole let out a long yawn, "I'm going to sleep for a while, don't bother me if it's okay, and call me when you're dying." ”

"Hey, hey!"

No matter how Geng Zhiming shouted, Cole was silent.

“...... Forget it, I didn't expect this guy to give me much useful information. Geng Zhiming shook his head, "It's ...... You can only take one step at a time. ”

......

Altar.

"Hey, why do you look listless?"

Lin Ran stabbed Geng Zhiming with his arm.

"Don't bother me. Geng Zhiming was a little impatient.

Lin Ran snorted lightly, turned his head and teased Makino Qianye.

In the center of the altar stands a huge statue of the god about ten feet high, which is said to be the residence of the god of the sky, Barbatos, who has been worshiped by the feathered people for generations.

The process of sacrifice is not quite the same as in Geng Zhiming's dream, there is no carnival feast, no demons dancing, and the people of the black feather are just praying sincerely under the leadership of the patriarch.

After the long prayer, the idol suddenly emitted a golden light, and for a while, the entire Sky City was shrouded in this golden light, and the strong light even allowed Geng Zhiming to see the black dome of the Sky City clearly.

The bright light lasted for a long time, and it was not until Geng Zhiming felt that his eyes were already uncomfortable with the bright light that the light gradually dimmed, and gradually conjured up a few fresh outlines.

"Dust people in the south of the thousand cities, welcome the arrival of the heavenly messenger!"

The old patriarch fell from the sky and fell to one knee.

Under his leadership, thousands of feather people also knelt on the ground, and the scene was spectacular.

"What kind of skybringer...... Isn't this a dragon?" Lin Ran whispered to the side.

Geng Zhiming was a little absent-minded, but because of such a sentence, he instantly became energetic. He hurriedly raised his head, carefully observing the body that was gradually forming in the air.

That's it...... That thing...... Isn't it the sky-blue dragon I saw in my dreams? It's just that what I saw in my dreams is a real dragon, and the one in front of me is a phantom.

The giant dragon circled in the air, and finally headed straight for Geng Zhiming and his party.

Lin Mo, who had been silent, stood quietly in front of the three of them, quietly looking at the slowly falling dragon.

"My honored guest, I sincerely congratulate you on being chosen by the messenger of the god of the sky, it is a great honor, and you will be endowed with infinite power and a long life by the god of the sky. Nan Qiancheng walked towards them on crutches.

Geng Zhiming glanced at the expressions of the feather people around him, and found that many of them did show envious expressions, at least on the surface, this invitation did not seem to be dangerous. But......

"Thank you for your kindness, but we don't want to stay in Sky City for too long, we just want to get back to the ground as soon as possible. Lin Mo refused the invitation without a trace of hesitation.

As soon as these words came out, Geng Zhiming clearly felt that the faces of the feather people around him had changed. And the eyes of those feather people just now also changed from envy to incomprehension and anger.

"I'm sorry, but that's not something I can decide. Nan Qiancheng's face also changed, "It is the great god of the sky Barbatos who invited you, and the old man is only an intermediary who spreads the word, and has no right to take back this invitation on behalf of Lord Barbatos." ”

And the dragon that the phantom transformed into also roared, and the atmosphere around him instantly became tense.

"What if we say no?" Lin Mo also refused to make any concessions, his eyes looked directly at the patriarch.

Such a tough attitude quickly intensified the dissatisfaction of the surrounding feather people, and anger quickly spread around:

"What is this woman talking about? How dare she treat the god of the sky like this?"

"Ignorant ones! They should be put in a dungeon!"

"Kill them! Kill them!"

“......”

Seeing that the words of the people around him were becoming more and more radical, Geng Zhiming subconsciously held the ghost cut in his hand.

Seeing that the contradiction between the two sides was about to erupt, a red figure suddenly attacked, slamming Geng Zhiming and his party out!