The force of the hurricane nearly stunned the Psychic Warlock, but the dangerous aura immediately woke him up.

At this moment, Muhadi could not see anything clearly, up and down, left and right, all blocked by the flying grains of salt, and did not transmit a trace of light. The force of the storm pressed him against the wall of the pod, barely able to move. The rocks rolled up in the wind whipped him hard, whipping the balloon's air bag. Muhati was unconscious, unable to count how many times he had been beaten.

He concentrated on his patience, his eyes closed, and he held his breath. The protective shield of psionic energy gradually took shape, and the hurricane curtain slammed into it violently, making a strange grinding sound. For a moment Muhathir felt like he couldn't hold on, but the next moment the hurricane curtain passed him, over the carrying balloon, and continued to move forward in a sea of mountains.

The next wave of wind came from the side, and the air turned into a whirlpool, tearing at the qiē that was engulfed by it from all directions. The wind blew the balloon from side to side, and suddenly it was thrown up, and suddenly it fell very much. The Psychic Warlock wielded all his strength, barely blocking some of the larger rocks in the wind to protect the balloons.

Camila stood with her back to the Psychic Warlock, confronting nature in her own way. As a Starch Spencer Druid, she is able to control the natural environment around her for a certain amount of time. At this moment, she stood in the pod, like a statue in the storm, unmoved by the wind. The words in his mouth were filled with the druid's magic.

The wind is like a whirlpool, chaotic and everywhere. A blast of wind swept past the balloon, and in an instant, it seemed to pull the pod off from under the airbag. Camilla's druid magic harnessed the currents at the last moment, twisting it in other directions.

Four anemo elemental elders were summoned by female druids to the world of Atas and appeared around the balloon. These powerful heterotope creatures apparently didn't like to be suddenly pulled out of their homes and thrown here, and they tried to resist Camilla's control. But the female druids are determined as steel, forcing these summons to obey her commands, defying their own nature and weakening the winds around them.

With the Starch Spencer sending the druids to share the pressure, Muhati immediately felt a much lighter burden on his shoulders. While he uses psionic energy to prop up a massive shield, he uses his Psychic Crystal to maintain another ability, repairing broken parts of the balloon at any time.

In the darkness, there was the occasional yellow lightning bolt, like the fangs of a wild beast. The wind roared and whimpered, and the big ones almost drowned out the thunder.

The Salt Sea Hurricane unleashed all its power and brutality on the tiny manned balloon, and Camilla's body was partially deformed, and her feet became like succubus claws, clinging to the planks of the pod to prevent herself from being thrown out. Muhadi did not have such a skill, and he was careful not to be thrown out while fending off the strong winds.

As it penetrated deeper into the interior of the Salt Sea hurricane, the beast became more and more violent. The wind is gradually increasing and becoming like a knife cut. The taffeta silk airbag that the old man promised would never be torn apart had been cut several times, and it was only made up by the psychic sorcerer's ability to show spiritual energy.

Muhadi struggled to maintain the psionic shield, and the wind direction inside the hurricane was unpredictable, strong and weak. Over time, he had learned how to maintain the shield more efficiently, adjusting its strength rather than distributing it evenly.

Slowly, Muhadi felt like he had touched the doorway. He's never had an ability sustained so long, and that experience has taught him a lot about how to use it. It seems that a deeper level of ability is already within reach, and with a little more comprehension, a breakthrough can be achieved.

What worries the Psychic Warlock is that his aura is limited, and it is difficult to say whether he can support it until he flies out of the storm. Camila looked relaxed, her brain could take turns resting, and the used spells could be replenished at any time, but in terms of staying power, she was much stronger than that of a psychic warlock.

A large rock slammed into Muhadi's psionic shield, and in the raging darkness, he could not hear the impact, but he could "see" it with synaesthesia, and he could feel the tremendous impact force. The storm as a whole did not have the strength to winch such a large object into the air so high, but the sudden wind could sweep up anything and throw it hundreds of feet away.

The Psychic Warlock was struck by the impact, and the balloon itself shook violently at this moment, and Muhadi was thrown out of the pod. The Psychic Warlock didn't dare to transform into a virtual body, and although he wouldn't be affected by the wind, he wouldn't be able to catch the balloon pod, and he would fall into the salt sea. In the midst of the danger, he reached out and grabbed the edge of the pod.

"Hold on to the edge, Muhadi!"

Sadiri's voice was so small, so soft, that Muhadi couldn't hear it.

A bolt of lightning struck nearby, and the psychic sorcerer's head stood erect, his fingers slipping a few more inches.

A powerful arm grabbed Muhadi by the forearm and dragged him into the pod. "I just said you should eat more meat, look at your little body, a gust of wind will blow away, right?" said after the muscle daddy pulled him into the pod.

At this point, the wind weakened slightly, giving Mohamadi a little respite. "How do you know I'm out?" he asked Muscle Daddy.

"Coral Girl said. "Daddy rubbed his hands," she had a mage's eye, and she floated up to see what was going on, and she saw you fall out. ”

"And you're not going to save me?" Mouhati asked Kamila, who was still patiently weakening the wind.

"You can't die, why should I save it?" replied the female druid without even looking back. "Listen to your tone, you don't care if I come to your rescue. ”

"I am a psychic warlock, and I will not be dominated by love, and I certainly will not be resentful of your actions. Muhathir said truthfully. "But let me warn you, if I am thrown out, the balloon's defenses will weaken, and in the end it will be powerless against us. ”

"If you want me to apologize, then I won't give it. "One of Camilla's Wind Elemental Elders broke free from the shackles of her will and rebelled, destroying it and summoning a new replacement. "But I can tell you that I was trying to keep this balloon from being destroyed. There were so many rocks that I really couldn't afford to be distracted. ”

As if to confirm her words, there were really a few stones that collided at this time, and they were all dissolved one by one by the female druid's magic skills.

"If only that were the case. The Psychic Warlock said.

Muhati thanked Muscle Daddy and asked him to convey his gratitude to Sadiri. Muscle Daddy refused to go down at first, but Muhati repeatedly assured him that he finally obeyed.

After suffering a big loss, the Psychic Warlock took a rope and tied it to his leg to prevent himself from being thrown out again.

The grains of salt slammed into the psionic shield with a dense sound. The wind was getting stronger again, and he concentrated and wrestled with it.

The closer you get to the dark centre of the Salt Sea hurricane, the greater the resistance. With such a terrible natural environment, Muhati thought, no wonder almost everyone has heard the legend of the Purification Fortress, and few have actually gone to the Salt Sea to find it.

The psychic mancer held on, and the sound of the salt particles hitting the shield grew denser. Sometimes he couldn't hold it anymore, revealing a crevice, and salt grains rushed in, making people feel as if they were standing in a sandstorm.

Camila had summoned several waves of Wind Elemental Elders in an effort to weaken the wind. Her druid magic seems to be endless, never exhausted. But although the spell never ends, the long confrontation with the will of the otherworldly creature still makes her face show a trace of fatigue.

The surrounding scenery was like a nightmare, and the dream was full of living, swarthy winds. The air howled and roared, and the lightning shone dimly and brightly, reflecting a distorted and terrifying chaotic world. The ground was simply invisible, and the whole world seemed to be overwhelmed by the terrible power of the Salt Sea hurricane.

It was only in those moments of lightning that Muhadi could see farther in the fleeting moment. Four giant wind elemental elders held hands around the balloon in the center, working to weaken the power of the storm. They are like reefs in a tsunami, splitting the wind and breaking the stream.

Muhadi felt no pain, no pain from bruises and abrasions, but he could feel his body functions declining and his body temperature dropping.

Another sudden gust of wind flicked the balloon and shook it off. He felt weightlessness for a moment, then the rope on his leg tightened, pulling him back into the pod.

The sudden landing made Venus rise in front of him, and these spots of light gradually converged into a point, and then the darkness dominated again.

There was a strange calm all around.

There is no wind, no light, this silence is too unnatural.

In the eye of the storm, Muhadi realized that we are now in the eye of the storm.

At the center of the Salt Sea hurricane is a quiet area where the storm temporarily subsides.

But this tranquility is a sign of vulnerability, the eye of the storm moves with the hurricane, it is not safe to stay here, and sooner or later it will have to rush through the storm again - and Muhathir is not sure if he will be able to survive it.

No one in Atasri has ever witnessed the sight of this place. Looking around from the eye of the Salt Sea hurricane, all directions were obscured by the raging hurricane curtain. From time to time, lightning flashes and brings a glimmer of light to the dim world. Some lightning bolts can last more than a hundred breaths, which is almost unimaginable on Earth.

Fortunately, no lightning struck the balloon just now, otherwise the light gas filled in it would have exploded in the air, Muhati thought.

How this lightning was formed, the telemancer was curious. He speculated that the charge that had accumulated in the friction of the salt grains was released at this point, but he had no evidence to prove it.

Muhadi closed his eyes, he had to hurry up and let himself rest and replenish his spirit, otherwise, he would not have a chance to continue to resist the storm.

Camila lifted her partial deformation, and she looked out of the pod, no one knowing what she was thinking.

At this time, Khorezmi suddenly climbed up from the lower level of the pod, and Muhadi was puzzled, what was he doing here?

"Muhadi, Kamila. The old man said hurriedly. "Come on, I've figured out a way to get us through the hurricane. ”

"I don't trust you very much. Muhadi gestured to the airbag above his head. "Not long ago, you promised that the airbag you designed would never break, and in fact if I hadn't repaired it with psionic energy, this thing would have fallen apart a long time ago. ”

The old man's face was red, but it was not obvious in the darkness. "It was just now, and it's now. Besides, I've never seen a Salt Sea hurricane before, so it's normal to underestimate its magnitude. Now that I've observed the hurricane in the field, my idea is absolutely reliable!"

Muhati tilted his head, not knowing whether to trust the old man. At this point, the female druid interjected, "Speak up and listen." ”

The Psychic Warlock was startled, and the Starch Spencer sent the druid to his side, and he didn't even realize it, which was a rare occurrence since he had gained psionic power. The female druid seemed to have become more and more unfathomable, and Muhati could even feel the special aura of solemnity emanating from the other party.

Seemingly, the Psychic Sorcerer thought to himself, he had to find a way to get rid of the parasitic plant on his wrist sooner. Otherwise, I always feel that there is an inexplicable attraction in the female druid.

"That's my idea!" said Khwarazmi excitedly. "When I walked through the storm just now, although it was dangerous, there was also an unexpected side effect. We've risen again, and we're now close to the top of the storm. ”

"So?" the telemancer motioned for the other to continue.

"Let's just go up a little more," the old man gestured with his hands at a distance, about a foot or so. Then he felt that something was not right, and shortened the distance a little, to about half a foot. "Five hundred feet at most, and we'll be able to cross over the top of the hurricane!"

"I thought we were almost done throwing ballast. Mohamad was skeptical. "Are you going to throw the rest away? Or what?"

"Ahem," said the old man smugly. "There's no need to be so troublesome, we just need to heat up the airbag. ”

"Didn't you say that hot air balloons are inefficient?" Muhati remembered that the other party had said before that he would not use hot air balloons. "Why are you going to use this idea now?"

"It's really not efficient, but we don't need to go any higher, five hundred feet is enough. The old man explained. "As for your second question, well, I discussed it with the Coral Witch. She had studied the interest of different gases before, and in one book she had read, it was written that light gases did not explode when they were of high purity. ”

Wouldn't it explode if it wasn't pure enough? Muhathir thought about it, as if there was such a thing, he had learned it when he was in school. But he also remembered the famous Hindenburg airship tragedy in history, which was also born in a thunderstorm, and he didn't want to give away his life inexplicably like that.

Muhadi was still hesitating, and Camilla had already nodded in agreement, "Let it go." The female druid said to the old man. She didn't seem to be very worried about being in danger, and thinking about it, she could turn into a bird or something and fly out of the storm, so naturally there was nothing to worry about.

The old man was greatly satisfied with the approval of the Druids of the Spencers of Starch. "I installed a heating device in the pod to protect against the cold high in the air," he said. "I can lift it into the airbag right now, and wait a little bit, and it's done. ”

"Wait a minute. The Psychic Warlock stopped the old man's movements, and for the sake of safety, he offered a little advice.

Muhati asked the old man to wrap a metal lock around the outside of the airbag and connect it to the pod. In the aftermath of the Hindenburg tragedy, it was suspected that the boat had accumulated too much static conduction. He hoped that by doing so, he would prevent his airbag from repeating it.

In addition to this, the psychic warlock also carefully guards the sky. Because another powerful explanation for the crash of the Hindenburg airship is that it was struck by ball lightning.

The old man was right, after the airbag was heated, they rose a little more. Now, we have almost reached the top of the hurricane, and it seems that with a slight jump, you can fly over the top of the hurricane.

But the last two or three hundred feet of distance seemed insurmountable. "Damn!" Kharazi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly slapped her head. "I forgot to take into account the change in pressure, the air pressure in the eye of the wind is lower than the outside world!

"Again?" said Muhadi aloud to Khorezmi. "Maybe we should throw you down so we can fly over. ”

"What?

"When we're safe, we'll ask the Coral Witch to resurrect you with a wishing spell. ”

"It's not the same as we said before!" the old man protested angrily.

"If you don't want that, then be reliable the next time you come up with an idea. Muhathir said. "Now we don't have to find a way to remedy it. ”

"Do you have a remedy?" said the old man, who was interested again.

"Anti-gravity. Muhathir said. "This ability won't last long, but it's enough for us to go up a little more. ”

"You still have the skills?" said the old man. "But in that case, won't the pod hit the airbag?"

"I'll be careful to keep the ability in scope," Muhati explained as he thought. "Only about a quarter of the pod is subjected to anti-gravity, so that the entire pod is only half the weight of the pod, which should be enough for us to leap over. ”

The plan was decided, and the psychic sorcerer began to work. Muhadi concentrated his mind and manifested his abilities, and in the middle of the pod, many small bits and pieces began to float.

Several sharp tools fell to the pod floor during the bumps of the storm just now, and they all fell upwards. If they puncture the airbags, the results are devastating.

The thief Amal was quick to steal all the tools in one fell swoop, and there was no accident.

The manned balloon had finally risen a short distance again, and it was already at the top of the Salt Sea hurricane, and the storm was much less powerful.

"It's done!" said Khwarazmi excitedly, as if he had done it.

At this point, Camila manipulated the weaker currents and pushed them forward quickly, away from the power of the hurricane.

According to the map excavated in the previous Dead City, there is a huge ocean trench ahead, the deepest point in the Atas Ocean. Now there is a canyon, more than 30,000 feet deep, the biggest scar in the world.

Beyond this trench, and beyond a thousand palesans, is the site of the Pure Fortress.

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