On the flat grass, huge wind-powered wooden structures move slowly like living creatures.

It's something called a land ship.

It is also the crystallization of the world's mastery of bionics.

Albert couldn't describe it for a moment, he had never seen anything like it before, he had only heard of it, and at the time he thought it was just a joke made up by some kind of boring person.

From three meters to more than ten meters high (not counting the sails), the length is twice as wide as the shelf, driven by a top sail, under each "shelf", there are neatly arranged dense "feet", completely in accordance with the bionic production of feet, to be precise, there are two groups of "feet", one group in the front and one group in the back, when the wind blows the sail, the sail begins to puff up and shake in the wind, this "shelf" will move on its own, the tripod before and after, regular movement.

That is the land ship, even the largest [ship], twenty meters high and forty meters long, only a few people need to use nature to blow, and this kind of thing is completely capable of carrying people, its own complex and simple structure is enough to bear the weight of the human body, not to mention that there are so many legs to share the weight, only need to blow a gust of wind, and the big guy who is sitting on people will move on its own.

In the hands of professionals with extraordinary powers, it is the perfect vehicle.

It's just a pity that in order to really use it for long distances, you must take into account the climatic factors, extreme weather is unusually frequent on this planet, heavy rain, thunderstorms, tornadoes, violent atmosphere, the delicate structure is too fragile.

But it's a brilliant idea that no one has ever succeeded in before.

The elves showed off their creativity perfectly.

More than a dozen [land ships], some large and small, were already walking towards the front, and there were two groups of people assembling, the larger ones, carrying people, and all of them were still piloted, and those smaller ones were all walking forward with the wind on their own, keeping up with the team, Albert didn't know where these people were going, and he didn't know what their purpose was, but those structures could see traces of special enchantments, which were not conventional designs.

"Hurry up, bastards!" shouted the leader in the distance, in a distinctly enlarged voice, "go in the direction of the sun!"

"Before sunset today, we are all going to arrive at Van Naniri!"

"All land ships! All manned land ships! I don't care what the hell happened to your darling today, go ahead! Go forward! Go forward by any means! Replace any connection that is broken! Attach it if the coupling is broken! Replace it if it breaks! Reassemble it if it falls apart!"

"Everyone keep the speed at their best! This operation must succeed and not fail!"

Huge mechanisms are moving on the ground, the sails are shaking, the sun is shining, dragging the shadows of the land ships, they are going forward and one after another, the large fleet of dozens of members, in the neat sound of the trumpet, they are all heading towards the goal, the powerful power of modern magic is emerging, even if the two of them stand far away, they can feel the impact of the air, the man-made wind and waves sweep thousands of meters, like a hurricane, and the manpower makes nature feel a trace of fear.

Not a single mouse, not even a small mouse, dared to approach this huge thing for a hundred meters, and the birds and beasts scattered and fled.

The birds were screaming, the cattle and sheep were screaming, and they were all moving away from the elves.

Albert blessed his eyesight, he saw that a young bird had accidentally flown above the sail, and the violent wind had broken off its still fragile wings, and it fell straight into the waist-deep grass like a kite with a broken string, and he saw that the curious pony wanted to get close to the largest man-made thing he had ever seen since birth, and was bitten by his mother's mane, and reluctantly followed the horses, and he saw that the wolves in the hunt had given up their food that was about to arrive, and the head wolf stood on the dirt slope, and let out a howl on behalf of the retreat.

"What are these people doing?"

The air currents blew the fallen leaves of the woods behind her, blowing her hair, Cecilia asked.

"Perhaps, it's testing the limits of those land ships?"

The reinforcement runes shimmered faintly on those components, and every ship that was moving was it, and the elves seemed to have decided to use magic to make their creations more tenacious.

At this moment, they are no longer and do not seem to feel like they are so-called "children of nature", they are challenging nature.

This is how this world has slowly progressed, since the birth of magic in Cederas, the intelligent life living in Cedera has begun to constantly challenge, change, and accumulate, going farther and farther on the road that belongs to them, this road, which has the same roots and different origins as the road of scientific and technological civilization, similar but never the same road, they will continue to walk.

"Would you like to follow and have a look?" he said, pointing to the huge objects, "It's a rare time, it's a pity not to see it." ”

At the forefront, the strongest windwalkers, they had built a more complex, wider, more manned, and more legged land ships than the ones behind them, and the grass was overwhelmed, and they slowly straightened up with the powerful vitality that had evolved in the harsh environment.

Standing from a distance, it looks like waves on the sea, which is riding the wind in the real sense.

"Indeed, it's a bit of a shame not to look at it. She nodded, "That's not an opportunity, huh." ”

Cecilia screamed, and before she could finish her last words, Albert had already pulled her up and ran off into the distance.

In the woods, a little squirrel was about to pick the last fruit needed for the day, when it stumbled upon a withered leaf, which flew up in the wind.

It's floating, floating, drifting, far, far.

It was swept away by the wind, and floated out of the woods, and was blown forward by another gust of air, and flew past the two men who were running forward, and was blown higher and farther by the men of a small land boat that had just been formed, and followed the fleet, past the frightened horses, past the wolves returning home, and over one "big ship" after another.

The elves, whose faces were full of excitement, kept blowing faster and bigger winds, turning their axes, adjusting the angle and size of the sails, and riding on the "wind boats" they had made, shouting the trumpet of refueling, and going one after another.

These windwalkers have completely forgotten the routine, the maximum force on the sail under normal conditions, and the impassable limits that the lever coupling must maintain in order to ensure its service life and stability, and they have used all means to drive faster and reach new limits.

The little leaves flew past them, all the way over the leader's boat, past the middle-aged elf who looked into the distance, riding the wind.

It's floating, floating.