Chapter 9: Parting and Distress
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Listening to Moya's words, Modi's brows furrowed slightly: "The risk is too great, we can't afford to lose." ā
Moya looked Modi in the eye and asked, "Do we have a choice?" ā
Modi paced back and forth in the room a few times: "There is a tunnel under our feet that can directly leave the kingdom of heaven, but..."
Moya was stunned, but Kester understood. If you make a desperate bet, once you fail, the Wing Clan may really never turn over. So they had to split up, so he said without hesitation, "General Moya's Praetorian Guard and I will leave Heaven through the tunnels first, and Shera will stay behind and try to break out at night with you." "After all, Sheila has just been devoured by the magic power, and her body is still relatively weak, and it takes a lot of physical strength to fly directly from the heavenly kingdom back to the continent below.
"Is it worth it to break up the few men we have in order to connect with other possible Wing Clan rebels in the Kingdom of Heaven?" Moya is not a fool either, but it is difficult for him to approve of this solution in his heart.
"For more hope," Modi took a deep breath, "even if you die!" ā
"But why should I be separated from my brother?" Compared to Moya, Shera is more reluctant to leave her remaining relatives, "We can go together or stay together." ā
"Obedient, Shela," Kester said earnestly, "we can't act together, and once we're both wiped out, I'm afraid the Wing Clan won't have a chance to make a comeback." ā
"But Iā" Sheila was about to say something, but Kester stopped her.
Kester forcibly suppressed the reluctance in his heart: "My good sister, you have to remember that from today on, we are not living for ourselves, but, for the wing clan!" ā
For the Wing Clan! The Mo brothers were also shocked when they heard this. Mo Ya, who was originally hesitant, nodded silently: "Brother, then this place will be handed over to you, if you... If I fail, I will take His Royal Highness the Prince to hibernation. If it succeeds, send someone to meet us at the agreed place. ā
Modi patted Moya on the shoulder: "Come back alive!" Come on, open the alternate channel! "The so-called alternate passage is actually just a cave that was originally built to detect the thickness of the dolomite under the foundation of Sky City, and it was abandoned after measurement, after all, as a continent floating in the air, Sky City should be extra careful when building a city.
"Wait!" Just as Kester turned around and was about to enter the tunnel with Moya and the others, Sheila grabbed him.
Kester was a little embarrassed: "Shela, this is our fate, you still..."
"Although I don't want to be separated from my brother, I don't want to be so ignorant." Shelaron smiled and removed a delicate blue crystal earring from her right ear. She reluctantly put the earrings in the palm of her hand and stroked them for a while, then looked up at Kester: "This is the moon earring that you gave me on my birthday last year, brother, maybe we won't be able to see each other for a long time in the future, now I will give it to you, just like I can be by your side with you." ā
Kester held back tears and took the moon earrings carved from sapphire and hid them in his breast pocket: "Sherra, take care!" With that, Kester opened his arms and gave Sheila a big hug. Shera was stunned for a moment, but before she could come to her senses, Kester had already turned around and resolutely jumped into the tunnels of the black hole.
Quietly recalling the hug just now, Xuera turned out to be a little stupid. "I wonder when I will be able to feel my brother's warm embrace again in the future?" Shira thought to herself. But she didn't know that she would have to wait so long for this day to come.
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The crimson sunset slowly sank below the horizon, and a crescent moon hung over the horizon looking down on the earth, and the sky gradually became darker. The chirping of mole crickets was incessant, and the air was filled with the scent of some unknown wildflower.
In the hazy night, several nimble figures pierced the sky and landed in the distant woods.
Kester, who had managed to make it to the landing after following Moya from several coalition police posts, was already exhausted, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he almost fell to his knees.
Moya was still alert as before, and just as he was about to organize soldiers to explore the way, an accident happened.
"General, I suddenly felt weakness all over my body, probably poisoned!" One of the Praetorian Guard soldiers suddenly went limp and said weakly.
"Me too." "I don't have the strength anymore." With a response, the surrounding Praetorian Guard soldiers fell one by one like harvested wheat.
"Got a trap?" Mo Ya himself suddenly felt weaker than ever, and his heart was suddenly shocked. Although Moya had tried his best to avoid the police sentry, it would not be strange if he was really ambushed. After all, judging from the battle situation in the Sky City during the day, the alliance of the six clans this time is only afraid that it is full of strength. To say that they do not have any strategic deployment on the ground, I am afraid that no one will believe it.
A burst of applause came from the bushes on the side, and an elven warrior in armor approached Kester and his party at some point, he applauded and snapped his fingers backwards, and a small group of elven soldiers appeared in the eyes of everyone with his movements: "Yes, you guys are quite alert, but unfortunately it's too late, do you smell the fragrance of wild flowers around?" That's a toxin for you lowly wings. ā
"Hmph, count me careless, I was yin by you, I admit it." Mo Ya pretended to be annoyed and said, but he secretly mobilized the fighting energy and magic power in his body. After all, his martial arts and magic levels had reached the Heavenly Rank, and it would not be difficult for ordinary toxins to be forcibly suppressed. Looking at the elf in front of him with a confident look, it shouldn't be difficult to sneak up on him.
"Don't waste it." As if the elven warrior had seen through Moya, he whistled, "In order to prevent the existence of fish that slip through the net, we have used this bell extensively to restrain the toxin of the Wing Clan, the Dark Night Ecstasy, whether you are a samurai, a magician, a magician, or a hybrid class. As long as you have the blood of the Winged Clan, it can silently seep into the blood circulation of your wings, leaving you weak and unable to exert your strength. ā
A Wing Clan Praetorian Guard warrior jumped up with all his might, and stabbed out with a sword, only to be easily blocked by the gushing elven warrior. The elven warrior who was interrupted kicked the Wing Clan Praetorian Guard in disdain, kicking him out of the air: "It's all said, it's a waste of effort!" The Night Ecstasy can block the energy circulation in all Wing Clan's bodies, and as long as they don't reach the Holy Rank, they will not be spared. Although its effect was only for a short day, it was sufficient, and it was researched by the coalition headquarters at great expense. For this battle, the entire city in the sky has been shrouded in poisonous mist, and you will all die! ā
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