Rhubarb swoops in from under the moon with a wide wingspan.

Before he arrived, there was already a smart wind blowing from the sky. The flying smoke and dust were swept away, revealing a clear moonlight.

The blade-like wings of the big yellow flapped up and down, creating a visible wave of air in the air. The misty blue light clings to its feathers, dragging out a long tail flame, like a meteor that suddenly falls.

The majestic and beautiful beast let out a loud chirp, and stretched out a claw from Qianzhou's side with the awe-inspiring majesty of the fantasy species.

Qianzhou reached out and hooked one of Rhubarb's sharp claws, and then with a strong arm, he rolled over and landed lightly on Rhubarb's back.

"Thank you. Qianzhou said softly.

And where Qianzhou couldn't see, Rhubarb showed an expression of "I just let you grab my paws, who let you sit up".

However, considering that the goods on his body were his master's teacher after all, Rhubarb just "grunted" dissatisfiedly, and had no intention of throwing Qianzhou down.

As soon as Qianzhou sat down, a fierce wind like a blade struck, cutting his dough painfully.

As the rhubarb rises, the scenery on the ground suddenly becomes smaller, and the shape becomes abstract – like an avant-garde painter randomly drawing a few thin lines with a pen and dotting a few ink dots.

The stars and the moon in the night sky seem to be so close that they seem to be able to reach out and touch them.

The feeling of being off the ground and soaring through the sky is something that Qianzhou has never experienced before—the novelist has never even been on a plane.

It's a sad story. It's been 20 ×× years, so there's no one who hasn't made an airplane, right? No?

Heaven and earth become empty, and things on the earth become small and distant, as if everything has nothing to do with them. Looking down from the sky, it is natural to give birth to a magnificent and heroic state of mind and a dusty state of mind - except, of course, those who have a fear of heights.

Perhaps it is this pursuit that inspires countless dreamers to walk on the road of chasing the sky one after another. Even if in the end there are only bones left and there is nowhere to bury them, they never stop.

Qianzhou even saw Jiang Qinghan's figure, because Qianzhou couldn't see the girl's expression clearly because it was too far away. But inexplicably, Qianzhou felt a chill down his spine.

Delusion, this must be an illusion!

Thousands of boats crawled on Rhubarb, and all I could hear was the sound of the wind "whirring". The feathers on Rhubarb's body are soft and hard, as if they were woven from extremely fine iron wire. Qianzhou had no doubt that as long as the essentia was mobilized, these feathers would turn into sharp swords that were enough to cut through steel.

Through the thick hair, Qianzhou could still clearly feel the undulating outline of the muscles on Rhubarb's body. Countless fibers are tightly wound together, as if they have been calculated with the utmost precision, and together they outline the perfect combination. Every muscle contains explosive power.

Rhubarb flew fast, and Qianzhou only felt that the night was receding at an unbelievable speed.

It didn't feel like flying, it was more like switching slides to pull away one picture after another! In just a few breaths, Takasugi's back became clear—this was still Rhubarb's special speed reduction in order to take a thousand boats with him.

Sensing someone approaching behind him, Takasugi's speed increased again.

The wings behind him were completely devoid of their appearance, except for a few thin lines that spread out in a reflective shape around his back, extending into the void.

It's not so much that Takasugi is flying, but rather that the world around him is holding him up and leading him around.

- Qianzhou narrowed his eyes and came to such a conclusion after careful observation.

Can the [Crowned One] interfere so much from the abyss and the present world? No, absolutely impossible.

As an author, Qianzhou is very clear about his own setting. If the rules of this world can be broken so easily, this world cannot be recognized as a greenhouse and a barrier, and if the power of the Crowned One can easily extend so far, then the name above His head can be replaced by a more noble King.

Suppressing the doubts in his mind, Qianzhou knew very well that the top priority now was to solve Takasugi. At least he can't follow the will of the people behind him to let him "mess around" wantonly - in fact, Qianzhou feels that the current situation is out of control. After a thousand years of withering, Enron simply lacked the power to restrain the transcendent.

Taking a deep breath, Qianzhou spread out his scarred palm.

A fragment of crystal crept appeared in the pale silver flame, and then the transparent crystal began to multiply. Like the growth of a fungus, the crystals with a regular structure are tightly packed together and expand outward in circles.

Under the calcination of the silver flame, the invisible essentia is transformed into tangible crystals, and the colors of the void become tangible and touchable.

Unlike traditional alchemy, which transforms matter to matter, this is an intervention from thinking to matter. It's like putting light in a bottle and bringing out the sight in the mirror.

With this hand alone, Qianzhou can easily pass the alchemist's assessment and become an alchemist who can't even memorize the basic theorems and has no use at all.

In the process of chasing one person and one bird, Qianzhou had already completed the transformation - a cone-shaped crystal was held in his hand, and if you looked closely, you could see a faint black star in it.

The Etroy school did not develop this technique of essentia transformation in order to be able to draw a weapon in a fight. These essentia crystals are actually very good substrates, and they can be used as a base for ceremonies, as a raw material for carrying curses and carving runes. In the magic system of Xizhou, it can be called a panacea.

The skilful can even play a role in the structure of the crystal, cleverly concealing an intricate ritual within.

To put it simply, "The School of Crystal: The School of Atroy" does not allow people to rub a knife or a sword out of their hands, but allows people to rub out a handful of gunpowder. As for how this gunpowder can be used, whether it is a firework or further processing, it all depends on the operator's skills and accumulation.

Qianzhou was originally born in the wild road, and he didn't know anything about the magic of Xizhou. If you really want him to cast a spell with this, it is not as effective as smashing people directly with crystals. However, Qianzhou cleverly intercepted a piece of power from the [Dark Star] and sealed it in it as an extension.

Qianzhou held the crystal in his hand, and the essentia in his palm exploded like a blast furnace that had expanded to the limit.

With a scream, the cone-shaped silver crystal erupted like a projectile in the barrel of a gun, and the rich fire was like scorched steel.

In the blazing iron light, the crystal carved a series of holes in the air that could not react, and the mournful sound of breaking the air was like a declaration of death.

And so—

Pull up!

At the moment of life and death, Takasugi's body suddenly rose high, drawing an almost vertical folded line, and shot out towards a higher place.

The flying crystals brushed past him, and then the crystals that were carried to the limit exploded with a shattering sound.

It's like knocking over a bottle of ink, and it's like a piece of space has been suddenly dug out.

A pitch black mass symbolizing "nothing" appeared out of thin air, like a black hole in a celestial body, from which not even a single ray of light could escape.

The surrounding gravitational field was distorted in an instant, and the originally regular air flow became fragmented, like a blender with ten gears turned on.

The wings behind Takasugi spread out even further, like a shattered spider's web. The thick purple mist stretched into long blades, cutting through the air one after another.

Relying on such an explosion, Takasugi struggled to break out of the area of influence of the "black hole" and climb higher into space.

Not to be outdone, Rhubarb flapped his wings suddenly, and a cyan glow burst out.

With the sound of the air exploding, Rhubarb stood up like an arrow, and rushed straight into the air surrounded by the wind, biting Takasugi behind him.

"Ahh

It's so exciting! Can you slow down! Who can withstand this!

Although he had been prepared for a long time, such a stimulating process still exceeded Qianzhou's psychological expectations.

Rhubarb showed an expression of "It's so annoying, why are you so weak" and then sped up even further.

Qianzhou hugged Rhubarb's neck so as not to be thrown off. The howling wind blew so hard that he couldn't open his eyes at all, and the force of the wind almost tore off his face and flesh.

It's not like flying, it's more like falling in the opposite direction! until you fall into a horrible hell.

True, the rhubarb flies at a speed far inferior to the supersonic fighter of the Earth.

But—

Have you ever seen a fighter pilot fly outside the cabin?

Qianzhou, whose teeth chattered, roared in the bottom of his heart.

Takasugi is still pulling up, as if he wants to shake off the rhubarb in this way.

But Rhubarb was still firmly following him, and the distance between one man and one bird was even shortening.

And if the people on the ground raised their heads, they could see two points of light, one purple and one blue, rising rapidly. If your eyesight is better, you might be able to see the useless pendant on the cyan dot of light.

As the altitude climbs, the temperature becomes icy and the atmosphere becomes thinner.

Qianzhou secretly opened his eyes and looked down with courage.

But this glance almost didn't scare him out of breath—the scene on the ground was completely invisible, and he could only see patches of different colors spliced together. If you look a little further to the edge, you can see the curl of the ground.

"*Qianzhou foul-mouthed*!" Qianzhou has never been as sure that the ground under his feet is a ball as he is at this moment.

Qianzhou's hands holding Rhubarb tightened, and he even used essentia to fix himself. If you fall from this height, even if you are an extraordinary person, there is absolutely no chance of being spared!