Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Wind Rises
"This is it...... Is it?"
Wang Sheng, who stepped on land with both feet, carefully examined everything he could see in front of him.
As far as the eye can see, it is not much different from the shore of the island in the local area, but there is a different kind of ancient and distant atmosphere in it, which makes Wang Sheng, who has a keen sense, smell a little different.
"You're right, this place is really not simple. There was no one around, and the ghost Stone Shi Ran revealed his figure, and he also kept observing everywhere.
With its time and knowledge, it will naturally not miss these traces.
"You're right," Ghost Stone's usual playful look subsided a little after a bit of tossing, "and now I have this instinct: if something happens, this might be the best place for us." ”
Regarding its attitude, Wang Sheng smiled and said nothing.
"What should I do next?" After observing enough, Ghost Stone withdrew his gaze and looked at Wang Sheng.
Wang Sheng pondered when he heard this: "The old rule, go to the island to find a place to live, and then wait and see what happens." ”
Ghost Stone nodded in understanding, and then complained again: "It's strange to say, Asia's Island is not small, and there are many tourists on the island, so there is no formal elf center, so we have to find a place to live by ourselves, which is really unreasonable!"
Wang Sheng smiled bitterly, but he also showed a deeply approving expression.
The situation on Asia Island in this regard is indeed very strange, it stands to reason that they should have reached the standard of setting up an elf center a long time ago, but so far there is only one place on the island for tourists to store, treat, and restore elves, but there is no elf teleportation equipment, which is why Wang Sheng borrowed teleportation equipment from Ayi in advance on Yuzu Island.
Thinking of this, he touched his waist with deep meaning, and slipped into the six Poke Balls. Hidden in it is the lineup he has carefully selected in order to deal with the situation that may arise this time.
At the same time, Ghost Stone also casually glanced at the bag behind him, don't look at the size of the backpack, but the depth and detail of the preparation inside made it a little frightened by itself.
"I hope that even if something happens, I can get through it safely. "It already has some premonitions about the future, and it has realistically stopped hoping for nothing, but expects that everything will be safe and dangerous, as long as it can finally pass the test smoothly.
On a different day, high in the sky, at the end of the clouds.
A flying fortress was approaching, and the gaps in the clouds below were fainting and disappearing. During this time, the four islands of different sizes gradually narrowed the distance between time and appearance.
Girardan sat there, looking at the electronic light curtain in front of him, a cold light in his eyes.
The unique electronic female voice of the central system of the aircraft sounded in his ears: "The life reaction of the target has been detected, and it can be basically determined that the three targets are currently located on their respective islands and have not gone out." ”
Girardan bowed his head and said: "It seems that my luck is still good, all three are here, and there are no accidents." ”
As he spoke, the seat under him suddenly rose, and he went straight up, straight through a beautifully painted dome, and into the upper center of the aircraft, a position where he could command and control the aircraft and overlook the outside world from a high vantage point.
"Which one is closest to us at the moment?" he asked eagerly as he ascended.
"The flaming bird of the Fire Isle. The system replied.
"Well, let's get started. Girardandan said in a faint voice, but he gave an order with an intrinsic meaning that was enough to intimidate a group of people.
The fortress-like flying machine seemed to be flying slowly and fast, and with the time he spoke, it was already close to the sky above the island of Fire.
If Wang Sheng is here at this moment, even if he can't do anything, he will definitely sigh: The prelude to the disaster has officially begun!
The Isle of Fire is a relatively small volcanic island, with the exception of the crater in the center, the rest of the island is basically some undulating rocky ground, even the vegetation is very small, and most of it is concentrated near the sea, which looks quite desolate.
What's more, there is hardly anything associated with fire anywhere else on the island, except for the crater. At first glance, it's hard to associate it with a flame bird.
What happened shortly after, however, speaks for itself.
After flying within a certain distance of the Fire Island, several places on the outer wall of the aircraft began to sink neatly, revealing dark holes.
Immediately afterward, one cannon barrel after another peeked out of the holes. From a distance, the entire aircraft suddenly looked like a hedgehog covered in dense "thorns".
Then, following a relatively slow pace, the aircraft began to spin a little bit.
Along with the spin, there was the rumbling of cannons.
"Tom" "Tom" "Tom" ...... The heavy and powerful sound of shelling continued to sound at a steady frequency, and one after another white "cannonballs" whistled towards the island of fire below.
As soon as it landed, the "cannonball" turned into a dazzling white light and a large white mist, enveloping an area of more than 10 meters on the left.
By the time the white light had dimmed and the fog had lifted, there was already a large area of shiny ice on the ground, and there was a terrifying chill that kept emanating there.
The main ingredients of these "shells" are extremely effective refrigerants!
The incompatibility of heat and cold, this is the simplest common sense, the island of fire is ordinary on the outside, but anyone can think that it must contain amazing island heat inside.
And bombarding the island with cryo bombs is indeed an excellent way to force out the flame birds.
The cold white mist began to rise one after another all over the Fire Island, and the white mist representing the high temperature of the volcanic crater at the height gave people a rather strange feeling.
On the plane, Girardan glanced down at the plane leisurely, then turned his attention back to him.
There, the light curtain has been reduced to a checkerboard-like lattice. Above that, a diagram vaguely resembling a flying machine was approaching another chart of a firebird that was about to fly.
Looking at everything in front of him, Giraldan's face remained unchanged, but his eyes revealed a little smugness.
Below, under the continuous bombardment of the rain of freezing bombs, most of the surface of the Fire Island has gradually been frozen, and it looks cold.
When the ever-expanding ice expands again, covering a seemingly inconspicuous cavern and freezing its entrance, the anomaly occurs.
A blazing flame erupted from the depths of the cavern, blasting open the ice at the entrance of the cave like a devastating one.
A figure covered in flames, with a rolling wave of heat, rushed out of the hole and flew into the sky with a roar.
The whole body has a pale gold color like sunlight, and the crown, tail feathers, and the front feathers of the wings are all burning red flames.
The beak of the bird is long, and the three toes of the claws are equally sharp, but the most impressive thing is the sharp sight of a knife in the eyes.
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