In the middle of summer, the sky of the plateau is as blue as washing, floating cotton-like white clouds, the flat grassland is vast, and the steep and lonely peaks in the distance stand tall and endless.

An airship flies high in the sky, causing creatures on the ground to look up from time to time.

Wren sat in the luxurious cabin of the airship, his eyes were focused, and he didn't appreciate the beautiful plateau scenery outside the window.

His fingertips were beating with lightning, his soul power was combined with the elements in the air, and a ball of electric explosion magic balls the size of a skull condensed in his hand, making a crackling sound.

The ball did not shoot out, but kept its form hanging in the palm of its hand and rotated slowly.

The furious thunderbolt elemental was miraculously subdued.

A few seconds later, wisps of tiny lightning burst out and hit Wren's body, or were attracted by the metal objects in the room, sending out longer bolts.

The electric ball became more and more unstable, and the surface churned.

Seeing that it was about to explode in his hand, Wren hurriedly threw it out of the window, and with a bang, the explosion echoed over the plateau and spread far away.

"Good ...... Risk"

Wren muttered, but not much fear.

It's been two days since the airship left Hohavin and entered the Plateau of Sein, and he studied his spells when he had nothing to do.

Half of the soul of the vampire count, the transformed soul power into several arcane elements, thorn electric armor, electric flash, electrostatic field, lightning arc, light explosion, vector shield have all been raised to the current upper limit, plus the arcane elements that have been improved before, now each spell is already four rings!

And there is still some power left.

Wren had no choice but to plunge into the bottomless pit of the "power" element, and the progress bar of level eight advanced with difficulty by a small step.

Unconsciously, his spells also increased, no less than the wizards of the Fayin School.

However, as a student of the founder of the Mordu School, Wren naturally specialized in a small number of spells, and chose three spells to focus on, the Electric Explosion Orb, the Rainbow Ray, and the Flash.

The Electric Explosion Orb is the most proficient, and after the teacher's guidance, Wren has mastered the skill of casting spells quickly.

However, it is still far from instantaneous, so I take the time to practice every day.

Wren waited for a few seconds, the soul power fluctuations subsided, and the elemental runes in his soul were reactivated, and the electric light flickered again on his fingertips.

Boom, boom, boom......

Every half minute, an electric explosion ball was thrown out of the window and exploded in the air, like thunder, making some race or creature on the ground think that it was going to rain when there was thunder in the sky.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

"Brothers, get ready, there's a monster coming, haha......"

The cries of the barbarians came from the deck, and they all looked very excited, and they all seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

Wren was well aware of the situation and didn't go out to see what was going on.

Since the airship entered the plateau, it has been attacked many times, and they are all flying monsters on the plateau.

At the beginning, the crew of the airship and the ultramarines were still very nervous, but it was not until Wren asked everyone to use Rambo's gun, especially the new ultramarines, so that they could accumulate experience in using machine guns and shoot all the incoming monsters very easily, and everyone gradually felt at ease.

Because the battery is full, it is difficult to improve many elements, and Wren allocates all the souls he absorbs to the Ultramarine.

They soon discover that killing monsters increases their strength.

So, one by one, they all wanted to have monsters to attack the airship, and they were on the deck of the airship, waiting with their eyes blank.

Wren fulfilled their idea and practiced releasing the electric explosion orb many times, making a little noise to attract the monsters.

"Ghostface!"

"Why is it a ghost-faced vulture?" exclaimed one of the Ultramarines in disappointment.

"There are not many monsters that can fly on the plateau, the ghost-faced vulture is the most common one, some are good to fight, if you dislike it, let me ......" Another veteran extreme warrior said in a loud voice, halfway through his speech, his tone suddenly changed greatly, and he exclaimed: "Gilliman is on it!

"So many ghost-faced vultures!" exclaimed.

Wren, who was in the cabin, noticed the anomaly and poked his head out of the window to take a look, and was immediately startled.

In front of the left side of the airship, a large flock of birds is flying towards this direction at high speed.

Their wings are pitch black, their wings are nearly three meters wide, they have a pair of sharp claws under their abdomen, there is not a single feather on their curved and sinking necks, their skin is flabby, they have a hideous and terrifying head, and the top is bare, resembling a human face, a pair of huge pupils full of ferocious color, a long mouth like a hook, and a sharp and ugly cry, like a life-seeking demon coming out of the abyss.

It's a ghost-faced vulture, and Wren has seen it many times.

The ghost-faced vulture, which is classified as a bird in the monster classification, likes carrion and offal, and is accustomed to living in groups, and is in the middle of the food chain of the Saine Plateau. A single adult ghost-faced vulture can easily hunt an ordinary person, and its strength is equivalent to that of an extraordinary person who has just fused a demon soul.

Their greatest advantage is their ability to reproduce, their large numbers, and their appearance in groups.

In the past two days, there have also been several waves of ghost-faced vultures attacking the airship, but they are all about twenty, and they were shot as soon as they got close to the airship, and there was not much threat.

But this time was different.

Wren's soul eye swept over, and it was roughly estimated that there were at least a thousand ghost-faced vultures, forming a large dark cloud, covering the sky and the sun, and the momentum was extremely alarming.

Their cries continued for a second, and as they got closer, a dizzying and disgusting noise enveloped them.

This is the only element of the ghost-faced vulture, which is piercing and screaming.

The piercing screams interfere with the will of the target through sound, and if it is an ordinary person, it will pass out after listening to a few sounds. Even if a transcendent encounters a group of ghost-faced vultures and screams at the same time, it is difficult to resist without the corresponding protection ability.

The noise emitted by more than a thousand ghost-faced vultures may not be able to withstand even the legend.

Whew......

The captain of the airship ran in in a panic, his face was full of worry, and he covered his ears and shouted, "Your Excellency the Earl......"

"I see, don't worry, you keep piloting the airship. ”

Wren reassured the mechanic captain and walked to the front deck, where the Ultramarines shouted, "Boss." ”

They were not affected by the piercing screams, and a weakened version of the Will to Truth allowed the Ultramarines to gain powerful psychic immunity.

However, there are still a few Ultramarines who are nervous, not because they are afraid that they will die, but because they are worried that the airship will be destroyed and the supplies loaded will fall and they will not be able to return to the clan.

"All ready to fight!"

Wren gave an order, and the Ultramarines responded in unison: "Yes, boss!"

They quickly armed themselves with Rambo's guns, divided into two teams, and arranged them on top of the front and rear plates of the airship, and assigned their own firepower to cover the direction.

The whole process was methodical and only took a dozen seconds to complete.

Eighteen new Ultramarines have also mastered the shooting skills of machine guns. Especially Tyrien, who has just been promoted to a legend, the machine gun perfectly suits his shooting talent, and in just a few days, he has developed a mature set of experience, surpassing Sicarius and Otto to become the number one marksman among the extreme warriors!

"Don't be nervous, and don't rush to fire. ”

Wren reminded in a loud voice: "I told you that you must wait until the target is within 300 steps before firing, let them be crowded together, fire coverage can cause more damage, and save bullets for me by the way." ”

The Ultramarines all nodded in understanding.

This is something that Wren has repeatedly emphasized, ostensibly because of the two reasons mentioned above, but the deeper reason is that he can only absorb souls within three hundred meters, which is equivalent to three hundred and thirty steps, but in order to save trouble, it is said to be three hundred steps.

Wren didn't say it explicitly, but in fact, there were clever Ultramarines who guessed the truth and hid it as a secret.

They memorized the distance of three hundred paces.

Directly ahead, ghost-faced vultures surged like a tide, and the black birds of prey flapped their wings, and their cries became louder and louder, forming sound waves visible to the naked eye, hitting the airship and causing vibrations, and several mechanics hiding in the control room covered their ears and screamed in pain.

The group of ghost-faced vultures is getting closer and closer, and they are already within range of Rambo's spear, but the Ultramarines are holding on.

After a few more seconds, the group of ghost-faced vultures suddenly separated.

They split into three groups, the middle group slowing down slightly, and the left and right groups changing direction to outflank the airship.

And some of them flew upwards, apparently to destroy the airbags of the airship.

Isu's figure appeared next to him, frowning, and said, "Don't you do it yet?" They might destroy the airship's airbags. ”

"No hurry, wait. ”

Wren glanced up, the air bag on the top seemed to be light and thin, and it would break if it was stabbed, but in fact, it had a rune circle as protection, and the magic energy steam engine in the power room of the airship provided energy, which was tougher than the iron sheet.

After firing, few ghostfaces had a chance to touch the airbags.

Soon, the airship was surrounded, blocked on all sides by the figure of the ghost-faced vulture, and the sky darkened, and it was almost impossible to see the outside scene.

"Fire!"

Wren finally shouted.

Da Da Da ...... The roar of the machine guns resounded in the sky, tongues of fire erupted, and trajectories of death were swept across invisible to the naked eye, and bullets whistling at high speed pierced through the ghost-faced vultures, tearing their bodies apart, staining the sky with blood, and their corpses falling.

In just a few seconds, the group of ghost-faced vultures was devastated.

There was a rain of blood in the sky, and feathers fluttered in the sky.

None of the ghost-faced vultures could rush within a hundred paces of the airship, and occasionally a few ghost-faced vultures were lucky enough to break through the firepower network and fly close to the front, only to be quickly shot by the Ultramarines on standby behind.

This is not a fight, but a one-sided killing.

Isu had already seen the power of machine guns, but he was still shocked by such a scene.

He glanced at Wren, the young man's expression was indifferent, as if all this was taken for granted.

"What a terrible weapon!"

"The Extreme Bands he has created, equipped with these machine guns, will surely become the most powerful legion in the history of Allenus if there are enough of them!"

Isu's heart was turbulent, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.

Wren didn't notice the Shadow Assassin's thoughts.

His eyes saw souls flying one by one, absorbed by themselves like moths to a fire, each ghost-faced vulture could not convert much power, but hundreds of them added up to a considerable amount.

All of this power is allocated to the Ultramarines.

Wren was not biased, in order to improve the overall strength of the warband, he gave priority to investing his soul power into the dozen or so extreme warriors who had just joined, and tried his best to make them all reach the peak of the ninth level.

Later, when the opportunity is right and a large amount of soul power is obtained, I will help them break through to the legend.

Guns roared, and the Ultramarines frantically harvested their souls.

The number of ghost-faced vultures around them quickly decreased, and during the battle, the airship did not slow down, and the corpse of the ghost-faced vulture fell and fell to the ground to form a straight line several miles long, attracting many beasts to scramble.

In less than two minutes, there wasn't much left of the ghost-faced vulture, and it was empty.

Only a dozen or so ghost-faced vultures escaped from the distance, and flew away without looking back.

"Roaring ......"

In the sporadic sound of gunfire, Wren heard a roar.

Even from a distance, he could hear the coercion contained in the roar, and he turned his head to look at the source of the sound wave, and the soul eye narrowed his field of vision, and suddenly a large fiery red figure came into view.

Wren stared at him and couldn't help but be surprised: "Red Dragon? or Flying Dragon?"