Chapter 423: The Song of the Petrel

"On the vast sea, the wind gathers dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and www.biquge.info the sea, the petrel flies proudly like black lightning. ”

From the moment I just lifted off, Xie Yan began to recite this beautiful verse.

A thunderclap rang out in the clear sky.

There was still no target for the two girls in sight.

I could only keep flying.

Flames erupted from the soles of his feet, creating a red trail in the air.

My body passed through the flow of air, and all around me was filled with waves of air.

I wanted to ask Xie Yan if he could use the Sea of Souls to detect the traces of the two girls in front of him, but seeing that he was reciting so affectionately, I didn't bother.

'Boom-' another thunderclap rang out.

Although the sky did not show the slightest sign of gloom, the thunder did suddenly scare me.

In order to be struck by lightning, I raised my height and prepared to break through the clouds and fly over the clouds.

In this way, it can also keep me relatively safe.

"The seagulls moaned before the storm came, and they groaned, and they flew over the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm in the depths of the sea."

The sound of Xie Yan reading the verses followed closely behind my ears.

For some reason, I always felt like it was saying about me.

In that case, then I'd better not fly into the clouds, and I will generally abide by Xie Yan's opinions.

So I lowered my position and flew on the top of the lofty mountains that reflected the valley.

"Stupid penguin, timidly hiding his fat body under a cliff...... Only the haughty petrel, bravely, freely, flies on the foaming sea! ”

However, the poems in Xie Yan's mouth still seemed to be aimed at me.

What's even more infuriating is that all the verses he just read out are clearly from the same poem.

Could it be that he had already predicted what I was going to do?

Even so, you don't have to find a poem to mock me.

I shook my head and increased the amount of magic I had infused, sending the Morningstar's power furnace to full speed.

I knew that if I wanted to catch up with the two girls in front of me, I had to speed up.

The thunder became more frequent and louder.

I finally understood where the thunder was coming from.

It was a dark cloud in the distance.

Before I could see it, its voice was already in my ears.

"Thunder roared. The waves cried out in angry droplets, contending with the wind. Behold, the wind clung to the waves and threw them viciously against the cliffs, smashing the massive pieces of jade into dust and dust. ”

At this moment, Xie Yan is still selfless in the wind, reading his romantic and passionate poems in the air.

I don't know if the environment is obeying Xie Yan, or Xie Yan is predicting the environment.

Every word of his life seems to echo with his surroundings, forming a unique landscape.

My speed gradually increased as the power furnace heated up, and I finally reached the black clouds that I had just seen in the distance.

The situation under the dark clouds is actually much worse than I had imagined.

Those are not ordinary dark clouds, but manic cumulonim thunderclouds.

These clouds often contain enough energy to destroy a careful building.

If I had been struck by any of these clouds, my trip would have failed.

My heart tensed.

"The petrel cried and flew, like black lightning, through the clouds like arrows, and its wings swept the droplets of the waves."

Xie Yan's poetry recitation never stopped from the beginning.

And the part he's reciting now is the part I'm experiencing.

I didn't shout though.

But visually, I probably did look like a black lightning bolt through the clouds.

"Boom!"

Without warning, a bolt of lightning struck down and fell against my face.

I could feel the stinging sensation of being scorched by the electricity.

Although it was good that the industrial Morningstar's armor was relatively strong, I didn't suffer any substantial damage.

But that feeling is worse than actually being hit.

It's like if someone holds a gun to the head, and if the gun goes off and you die because of it, then you don't have any fear when you die.

Because you can't feel anything.

You died a happy death, a heroic death, a hero.

But if that shot misses your temple, your soul will suffer worse than death.

Isn't there a saying that is good?

Heroes may be called heroes only because the first shot was hit.

I controlled my body, weaving between clouds and lightning, and the voice of Xie Yan resounded in the thunder and lightning sky.

"Behold, it flies like an elf, a haughty, black stormy elfβ€”it laughs, and it howls...... It laughs at the clouds, it cries out for joy! ”

To be honest, if he hadn't become the mayor of Jianliang Town, maybe he might have become a reciter, and it was very likely that he would have become famous for his superb recitation skills.

At this moment, I suddenly caught two tiny black dots in my field of vision.

Needless to say, it must be the crown of death and the heavy clouds.

Due to the weight of their mechs and the effects of thunderstorms, their speed was forcibly slowed down.

That means I can catch up with them!

Sure enough, Xie Yan was right to make this proposal in the first place.

"Boom-" The flames behind me dragged a comet tail in the air, and at this moment, my speed in full flames had increased to its maximum.

The two dots in front of me grew larger and wider, and I could now even see the air jetting from their feet.

"This sensitive spirit, which has long heard of fatigue in the wrath of the thunder, is convinced that the clouds cannot hide the sun, yes, not the sun!"

Xie Yan's reading voice gradually increased as I approached, which made me convinced of his reading ability.

He must have been an awesome reciter in his past life.

The Crown of Death and Heavy Cloud Shadow sensed my approach, and they sped up.

However, due to the limited weather and the drag of their own weight, they could not avoid those lightning bolts well in the air, which led to the fact that even if they wanted to accelerate, they could not increase their actual speed by a fraction.

The switch in my hand gradually turned on.

It was a precursor to the fact that the Carol was preparing for launch.

At this point, the two of them were already within range of my attack