Six hours ago. More than 500 kilometers northwest of the Snow Country's Secret Whisper Forest.

Between the sky and the sea, there is a small white dot that is slowly moving. Like a lonely goose, migrating alone.

It was a Zeppelin from the West, and the gray olive-shaped balloon was patched with many patches, and there were even broken pieces of cloth around the balloon, and it was waving in the wind.

The energy source of the airship is steam. There was a steaming engine in the engine room.

The present era is an era of scarce resources. It is said that in ancient times, that is, more than ten centuries ago, mankind reached the peak of civilization, when the population was large and the material was rich, but due to war, the population plummeted, and the culture was broken, and a lot of history has disappeared into history. Energy materials have been sharply reduced in man-made destruction, and the remaining energy materials in the world have either been turned into scorched earth, or because they are buried too deep and lack of exploration and collection technology, they can only sigh.

Engine technology is similarly backward, and only large and large cities can manufacture it. The steam engine on this airship is a special model for airships, which can be said to be relatively advanced, but the maximum speed can only reach 100 kilometers per hour, and the cruising speed is even lower, only less than 70 kilometers.

Although it flies slowly and is not very safe, it is already the best flying machine in the world.

It is said that in ancient times there were a variety of flying machines, some capable of vertical take-off and landing, and some capable of flying at speeds exceeding the speed of sound. The relics of antiquity excavated from various ruins also confirm this with many discoveries. But in the world, the most used and widely used flying machine is still the Zeppelin.

There is a large national flag painted with a lion and a big sword, which is the national flag of the Western power North Olympics, and the name of the boat is written in the North Olympic script: Asante

Underneath the balloon is a rectangular cabin. The cabin is airtight, with a ship-like bow deck extending from the nose.

There is also a shipprow at the fore of the deck, carved with the image of Fenders, the goddess of freedom, symbolizing freedom.

At this moment, on the open-air bow deck, two figures stood opposite each other.

Both are Westerners. Ten paces apart, the atmosphere was tense.

The cold wind of the hunt blew their clothes flying.

Standing at the top was a tall man, with a hood and a black cape. Beneath the rough clothes, there seems to be some secret hidden.

He was armed with a large cross-sword. Standing majestically, a pair of peach blossom eyes are shining, with a playful smile on his face.

This kind of cross sword, which is a common weapon used by Western knights, is strong and heavy, and is not easy to break in battle.

The person standing across from him was a young girl. With bare hands.

The girl is about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a delicate and beautiful face, a pair of delicate phoenix eyes with single eyelids, and a slightly indifferent look. A long light blonde hair is neatly tied into a ponytail and hangs down behind his back.

Compared with Eastern girls, Western girls seem to be less subtle, but a little more elegant.

If she dresses up well, she must be a beautiful girl, but unfortunately at this time she is dressed as a boy in a strong outfit.

If you don't look carefully, you must think that it is the son-in-law of someone's family.

At this time, it was just winter, and the air was cold and windy. The girl's head was covered with a thin layer of frost.

She held her hands empty, clenched into fists, placed near her chin, hunched back, arms close to her body, in a fighting stance.

But her stand looks very restrained, and her thin figure makes her even more weak.

It seems that she does not have the slightest confidence in defeating her enemies. And it seems that she has an unyielding will and a strong determination.

She slowly adjusted her center of gravity, her body swaying up and down as the airship swayed, but she always remained unusually steady.

The posture of the two of them can be seen as a duel.

The man with the big sword stood still.

The girl moved first, her steps moving lightly, as if she were wading through a river, maintaining a rigid stand, and slowly moving towards the other party.

The distance between the two was shortened to five paces.

The big sword man looked at her and shook his head slightly, with a hint of disdain and doubt in his eyes.

Before the girl could get any closer, he suddenly moved.

If you don't move, you will be like a mountain, and if you move, you will be like a mountain collapsing.

I saw him raise his hands and pull the big sword out of the deck, and with a muffled "bang", he brought out a cloud of sawdust. The big sword swung beside him and was raised high.

The big sword was heavy, and the man had a slight difficulty swinging it. I saw him slowly raise his great sword and go straight in front of him.

The body of the great sword was shrouded in a faint layer of golden light. At this time, he was still five steps away from the girl, and this sword should not have been able to cut the other party no matter what.

Why did he cut the air?

But at the moment when the big sword fell, an astonishing scene appeared.

The man's whole body suddenly disappeared from the spot, and instantly appeared in front of the girl, dragging a golden light curtain behind him.

It was an unbelievable sight, a burly man with a tall horse suddenly disappeared from the spot and arrived in another position in an instant. There is also the light curtain that is dissipating, which is even more weird.

The speed at which he was moving at this moment was in stark contrast to the slowness of swinging his sword. This kind of speed has exceeded the standard of speed that is generally believed, this is simply not moving, but teleporting! And the golden light curtain dragged out behind the man is even more incredible.

If this thing was seen by the snow marks, he would definitely be shocked and his jaw would fall to the ground, which was as incredible as the black shadow shooting out a ray of light to kill the thunder beast in one move, and what the man did at this time was far beyond the limit of what a "human" could do in the general concept.

But the woman on the other side was not surprised by this strange scene, and it seemed to be commonplace.

Who are they?

The man's special way of moving makes distance no longer a problem, and this sword has been gathering momentum for a long time, and it is sudden, and it is really like thunder. It's hard to prevent.

A black shadow with the aura of death quickly shrouded the girl's head.

The girl was startled and hurriedly dodged. Like a rabbit, she leaped to the side, narrowly avoiding the unguardable sword.

The greatsword landed on the deck, blasting a piece of wood with a thud, and a golden wave of light scattered from the point of attack.

The girl was struck by the shockwave of light, and although she had already blocked her arms in front of her as fast as she could, she was knocked down, and rolled back again before she stood up. His arms were dripping with blood.

The man with the big sword watched the girl roll out, his brows furrowed slightly:

"Miss Qin, with all due respect, this kind of martial art is rough and unrestrained, always rolling around on the ground, and you lose your identity when you use it. ”

I don't think so. Rowland. Qin's face darkened, as if she was thinking about something: "I'm not the eldest lady anymore, I'm just an ordinary person now, just like those civilians." ”

She looked into the cabin.