The appearance of the plane undoubtedly shattered my stereotype of the Atlas, and I almost never thought about the possibility of the aircraft being stored in the Atlas before the ship in which the Command was flying was deformed.

First, it's because the other world takes the magic route, and secondly, because it knows about the city's ban on air and the existence of a large number of dangerous magical beasts in the air.

However, from a practical point of view, the forbidden sky in the sea capital is not as strict as the commercial capital and Timeles, and because this is the territory of the sea Warcraft, the flying Warcraft is inconvenient to hunt here, so it is said that the number of Warcraft in the air has always been scarce, so the flying props or vehicles that cannot be seen elsewhere have been given room to survive.

Of course, because of energy and power, except for the glider, which mainly relies on wind power to move, there is no real long-distance flying vehicle, but it is more than enough for short-distance movement, such as flying back to the city from the near sea.

The reaction was only a little slower, and the team at the headquarters was almost past the fourth level, and with the experience of my predecessors, I also had an idea in my mind about how to break through the sea in front of me.

Just as I was about to make a move, Luvica, who had been lying idle as a vase and coaxing the other person, suddenly called out to me.

"Xu Mo, what are you going to do?"

This question came inexplicably, I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment before I came to my senses, reached out and rubbed my nose, and put forward the plan I wanted: "Just use magic to roll up the big waves and rush over, there are rules to reinforce, so you don't have to worry about slowing down the momentum as you advance."

"It's a simple plan, but it's undeniably very practical." Ruvica bowed, but continued, "But if you do it, it will cause another problem."

"What's the problem?"

"This sea area has been forbidden to reduce the effect of magic, and with the biological strength of this plane, even the wave created by the three high-level magicians just now only lasts less than a third of the distance. Thou hast cast the spell alone, and thou hast kept the tide alive and not dissipated the whole time."

As a bystander, Luvica's words broke through my blind spot, if it was just an ordinary trivial matter, the Seraphic Angel would naturally not be so attentive, but I seem to be standing at a key bifurcation point at the moment, so Luvica rarely took the initiative to give a hint.

"I've looked at the boundaries of growth that this place has set for the Aboriginal people. Although the magic system is quite fully developed, there is no existence that can be used on your own, neither equipped with a staff nor a medium, and there is no existence that carves a complete magic array in advance to break through the prohibition of weak laws, and if you appeal to the plan you have just proposed to reality, it means that you will show surreal abilities, and this ability cannot be explained by the common sense that you often talk about." Ruvica paused in order to prepare for the words she was about to utter: "In other words, you will be a complete alien."

"In other words, I will once again be the focus of attention of the major forces. And this time, even the five major forces of the Demon Realm can't hide it, and with the excavation of each force, those flawed forgery experiences in the past are likely to be poked into holes, and at the same time, the identity of my Demon King Candidate will not be able to be concealed." I said this sentence as a simple statement, and with Luvica's temperament, it was quite rare to remind me in advance that the results of her work were quite rare, and I could no longer expect her to give any useful advice in the future.

I can't help it, there is too much difference in height. The occasional intersection of two infinitely parallel lines can be called a miracle, but it must be understood. Miracles can't happen over and over again.

With my chin rubbing, I seriously considered the pros and cons.

Watching the headquarters in front of me and the ranks of the sea lords take action one after another, it is definitely a lie to say that I don't feel anxious, and the urgent choice is now on my choice.

I can't escape.,I decided to take over the position of the Demon King from him after seeing the image left by the previous Demon King.,But the timing of the exposure of my identity must be carefully chosen.。

There was silence for a few seconds. The big stone in my heart was light, and suddenly I laughed out loud.

The first condition for gaining the recognition of the great force of the Sea Capital is to win the championship in the Hurricane Conference, and if you can't even do this, the rest naturally don't need to be mentioned.

On the surface, there is Saita Hikaru who is excited about winning the championship, and secretly there are members of the headquarters who deliberately participate in the competition in order to snipe the Demon King City team. With my skills and unfamiliarity with the local city, it seemed like I had to rely on something outside of my specifications to become a dark horse and win the championship.

"Luvica, do you like the spectacle?" Deliberately looking back at this question, I shook my index finger, followed the beat in my head, and sang a familiar song: "Come and play to see what I can change, try my ability to see what new discoveries, there is no right or wrong, no rules can bind me, no restraints."

"What's this piece called?" Without answering the question, Luvica's words were still full of her personal style.

"It doesn't matter what the name of the song is, it just needs to be nice and popular all over the world."

Both "let it go" and another translation, "let him go," sound like a sense of irritation, and it's better to have its true name in the Atlas or seal it up.

"I remember that I once planned to reveal the identity of the Demon King during the Timelet Raiders, but I gave up because the tribal countries came to prevent the spread of this information, and now that I have come to the Hurricane Conference, it is no longer only the tribal countries that have set their sights on this grand event, and it is simply the most suitable stage for the debut." I opened my arms in the direction of the Sea Capital, and a burning sensation came from my left eye socket: "Let the storm come more violently, the cold is nothing to me anyway."

As if conducting a symphony orchestra, his left hand drew two circles in the air, and then rose up to set off waves tens of meters high.

The boat was carried into the air by the waves, and in the face of this sudden upheaval, I could even see the panic on the faces of the staff on the workboat.

"Do you have an electric guitar?" I suddenly have a ** that I want to sing." With a fearless smile, I turned back to Luvica and said, "We've played a supporting role in the festival's opening concert, and now it's time for a different lead."

Look, it's the Demon King's turn next! (To be continued......)

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After nearly a week, Mao Kuan finally coughed up the first mouthful of phlegm.