The Gate of the Past - Soaring above the sky
The Sigh Desert is a strange land, everyone thinks so.
This is a land that has only been formed for a few thousand years, with no heritage, no history, no vitality, only boundless yellow sand flying all year round. In the air less than fifty meters above the desert, it is only the unique Gangfeng layer that belongs to the space of the sighing desert, where the wind is not strong, normal people can bear it, but the wind is full of invisible things like wind blades, anyone who enters will be subjected to the endless intensive attack of the wind blade, even if a legendary-level professional can't hold on to it for an hour, he will be torn to pieces by the extremely attacking Gangfeng, counting, only a few demigods with flying ability can come and go freely in such an environmentγ
"Hahahaha. Clark, the dwarven weapon master of the Golden Family, stood in the wind, holding a thick beard in one hand and a huge two-handed axe in the other: "Since two hundred years ago, I have wanted to fly around in this Gangfeng layer, but unfortunately I have never had a chance, but I didn't expect that before this deathmatch, I actually made me wait for the opportunity." If I am lucky enough to go back this time, I must describe this feeling of joy to the children of my clan. β
"Ominous. Asker, the sandman assassin made of gravel, spoke simply and coldly, even though he was lying on his stomach weakly.
"Asker, are you alright?" Kyle asked with concern, "I'm sorry, I forgot that the Sandmen hate leaving the land." β
"Nothing. Asker shook his head limply.
"Master Clark, have you forgotten that assassins are most afraid of their teammates saying ominous things. Kyle smiled apologetically, "So Mr. Asker wasn't targeting you. β
Clark was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I rarely see assassins over there, I forgot this habit, I'm really sorry, I apologize." β
Gently resolving the inconspicuous dispute in the team, Kyle and Nelly looked at each other and smiled, their shoulders gently leaning together, snuggling up to the silver-white full moon in the sky. The position where the two of them sat was the most edge, their feet hanging in the air, looking dangerous and could be blown down by the wind at any time, but with their demigod-level domination over the body, it was actually as stable as sitting on a sturdy stone chair.
At this time, everyone's position was in the middle of the sighing desert, and below was the boundless black fog that appeared with the undead, and the dense black fog covered the sky and the sun, covering the scene below, but through the black fog, you could still vaguely see that countless undead machines were rushing to the edge of the desert.
Most demigods don't know how to fly, and they can travel in mid-air, still thanks to Dilly the Manticore, a manticore, which Kyle jokingly calls a means of transportation. At this time, Dilly swelled his body to the limit, turning into a behemoth with a length of twenty meters and a width of nearly ten meters, and the two fleshy wings behind him spread out to be more than sixty meters wide, and as long as he fanned slightly, it would bring gusts of wind. With this kind of body size, everyone can sit on its back very loosely, and with the ability of these people, Dilly does not need to worry about who will fall suddenly, so he can fly to his heart's content.
"Yahu~~~~" Two pairs of wings, one black and one white, spread out on both sides of Dilly, and the two petite feathered girls showed the nature of children, unable to be idle for a moment, constantly circling around Dilly's body, shouting and screaming along the way, unaffected by the pre-war pressure. The two small bodies are like two inconspicuous little flying insects compared to the huge body of the manticore, but the delicate and crisp laughter can still be clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
"These two little fools. Although Christo lowered his head, he still said sharply: "I've been screaming all the way, it's noisy, it's annoying, and I don't know how to save my physical strength, and when the time comes, if I get injured because of my physical strength, it's time to cry again, it's really annoying." β
"Poof. Nelly, who was enjoying the sweet and warm silent atmosphere between her lover, couldn't help laughing, her bright eyes blinked, and she couldn't see the seriousness and fierceness of her usual days: "Kerry, sometimes I admire you too, this kind of thing that everyone can hear the smell of worry, you can actually say it in such an impatient tone, in some ways, you are also amazing." β
"Hey, what's the worry. Christo immediately jumped up, ignoring the few parts in his hand that were being tended and wiped all the spills on Dilly's back, and waved his fist and said, "Who would worry about those two annoying little things, I wish they were far away from me." β
"Haha, even those of us orcs who only know how to get straight can hear it. The old orc burst into a hearty laugh: "You are best friends, I really envy you." β
"Hush. Christo was speechless, so he pouted and pretended to sit down again, picked up the parts at his feet and began to wipe them with a grunt.
Everyone was talking and laughing very easily, as if the endless undead below did not exist at all, and it was as relaxed as an outing. If you just look at everyone's performance, no one can imagine that in the near future, everyone will have to face countless powerful enemies, and they will have to fight for their lives on the line of life and death.
Of course, there were two people who didn't join in the easy conversation.
The mage lord Fira still wrapped himself tightly under the black robe, and could not see his expression, only his two pale and emaciated hands exposed outside the robe, each holding a notebook, and the two pens hovering over the notebook and writing at a very fast speed. For a mage, time is everything, and instead of wasting time on talking and laughing, or wasting it on unnecessary worries about action, it is better to use it to calculate one more formula.
Vral was also writing, but unlike Fira, Vral sat sideways with her legs folded and gracefully sitting, the tip of her pen running smoothly across the paper, making a pleasant rustling sound. The artistic font peculiar to the elves jumps happily on the paper, and the noble and delicate face of Vlar shows an intoxicated expression from time to time as the writing of the text is written. After a while, Vral finally stopped his pen and exhaled softly, with a faint smile on his face, like the smile of a queen on patrol when she sees the happiness and prosperity of her people, contented, proud, and somewhat moved.
Suddenly finding that the surroundings were quiet, Vral raised her head strangely, and found that most people's eyes were focused on her, so she pursed her lips and smiled softly: "Why are you looking at me?"
"There's a new tune?" Kyle said, leaning sideways, "Seeing you suddenly pick up your pen and start writing, inspiration came?"
"I'm satisfied. Feeling Kyle's gaze, Vral blushed on his face, and said briskly plucking the bowstring, "Inspiration is always like this, it comes when it comes and it can't be controlled, well, just like human feelings." β
Nelly turned her back to Vral and gently bumped Kyle's shoulder on the shoulder, giving her a teasing look. Kyle reciprocated with a wry smile, which made Nelly cover her mouth and endure the smile so hard that her shoulders were shaking slightly.
A shadow suddenly swept over the flying manticore, obscuring the moon in the sky. Even with the size of the manticore, it is tightly covered, and you can imagine how big the shadow maker is.
"Ms. Mina is back. Kyle finally freed himself from his embarrassment and looked up at the sky.
The shadow above his head quickly shrank and disappeared, and Mina, a battle-type dragon wrapped in a dark gray cloak, fell from the sky and landed lightly on Dilly's back: "If you maintain this flight speed, there is still an hour, and it is still too late to change your decision." β
"Huh. Kyle laughed noncommittally and asked, "Lady Mina, what's going on?"
"It's not good, more than five thousand skeleton griffons hovering above Earth Wounds, of which more than five hundred are of the Legendary Rank, and the core is a Demigod-Rank Griffin. Mina had bad news, but her tone was as calm as ever.
"There have already been demigod-level undead appearing?" Kyle's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "It's a lot earlier than the estimated time, this is troublesome, and the pressure on the battlefield outside will increase a lot." β
"Ahh Maya and Tya flapped their wings and returned to Dilly's back: "I'm coming with Sister Mina, and we'll meet in eight minutes." β
"It's not slow. Kyle narrowed his eyes and his voice turned cold, "Who wants to warm up first?"
"I'll do it. Vral carefully put away the notes that recorded the score, as if there was an invisible force supporting it, did not bend over and bend his legs without any support, maintained his posture and slowly changed from a sitting position to a standing position, plucked the bowstring and said: "I am a long-range archer, I am more suitable." β
"Sister Florar, rest. Maya of the white wings said crisply: "Let the little carat, you look at his color, you are too lazy to grow moss." β
"Are you an idiot?" Christo roared, "We goblins are originally green skin, isn't it, what do you mean by growing moss?" Besides, the moss is grass green, and our skin is light green, which is completely different, stupid. β
"Is that so?" Blackwing's Yaya bit her index finger and thought for a moment, revealing a look of pity: "Poor little Carat, I'm too lazy to even fade the moss that grows into light green, you really should exercise." β
"You two dead kids. Christo gritted his teeth and stomped his foot: "I'll go up, I'll go up." β
"Yay. The two winged people high-fived again, and at the same time showed the same smile to Vrard: "Sister Floral, let's watch the show together, Sister Nelly is also here, I like to watch the fireworks show of Little Carat the most." β
"I won't watch the show. Nelly walked over and touched the heads of the two winged maidens: "I'm ready for battle, in case that demigod griffin comes with me, I'll solve it." β
"Do you have itchy hands too?" Kyle came up from behind, took Nelly's hand and said, "Or do you want to be the first to fight?"
"Of course, knights will never shy away from battle. Nelly's waist slowly straightened, the gentle look on her face faded, her eyebrows and eyes were full of heroism, and her slightly ordinary face was full of calm and resoluteness.
"Then may your glory and victory always be by your side. Kyle stroked his chest with one hand, bowed slightly and said with a smile, "My Valkyrie." β
"Up there, little carat, you idiot. Just as Christo waited for a long time with the crystal gun and no trace of the enemy, Maya pointed to the distance and said crisply.
"That's it, stupid, you would even think that just a Legendary-level enemy would fly over from the Gangfeng Layer. Hya quickly continued.
"Bastard, of course I do. Christo's green face turned red, and he said stiffly, "I just want to pose, can't I?" Dilly, let's go down." β
With the manticore's brief swoop, the vehicle quickly lowered beyond the Gangfeng layer, and in the distant night sky, a large number of black spots were clearly visible, densely covering the sky.
"Wow, there are 800 of them. Christo screamed, picked up the Crystal Gun again, and waited a little closer before exclaiming, "Are you ready to take on the wrath of the goblins, damn skeletons?"
With a "boom" of the crystal energy gun, a ball of light erupted from the muzzle. No, it wasn't a ball of light that spewed out, at the moment when the ball of light erupted, a wave of water floated in the plane range of the upper and lower left and right, and hundreds of identical balls of light appeared out of thin air like a mirror image with this shot, dragging nearly a hundred light tails in the air towards the rushing bone griffins.
"It's funny. Kyle and Nelly stood side by side, turning their heads sideways and saying to Nelly, "It's all illusions, it's all fake as true, Antuin uses it on himself, so that he can switch between truth and falsehood, and Christo uses it to attack, so that his energy projectile mirrors the fake into reality, these illusionists' skills are really weird." β
"It's so beautiful. Maya and Tya clapped excitedly and jumped, shouting and shouting. What everyone saw in their eyes, Christo didn't need to aim at all and fired more than a dozen shots in a row, two or three hundred each time, there were thousands of balls of light roaring towards the undead, and the undead who could barely see their bodies were constantly hit by the ball of light, and each ball of light that hit the target immediately exploded into a large ball of light, which was particularly conspicuous in the night sky, and it was indeed very similar to the fireworks set off by the goblins during the festival.
Eight hundred undead were baptized by energy bombs, and their numbers were rapidly reduced, and when the dense sea of light balls finally passed, less than twenty were still flying.
"You're so bad, little Carat. Maya and Hya held hands and said, "It's cruel to use the energy of the life attribute to beat the undead of the death attribute. β
"You didn't force it. Christo said indignantly: "It's not because you want to see the fireworks. β
"Haha, you found out. The two winged girls didn't have the slightest intention to hide it, and said with a smile: "Look, you have really become a little smarter after exercising. β
"Wait a minute, I'll keep the rest for now. Finding that Christo was holding the Crystal Gun again and trying to shoot the rest of it, Nelly held Christo's hand and stared at the one surrounded by the remaining undead. After the baptism of light bullets, this undead who was obviously larger than the other undead was unscathed, and there was a faint coercion on his body: "Demigod undead, it's mine." β
The speed of the flight was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, the distance between the two sides had been reduced to less than a hundred meters, Nelly's hand holding the gun tightened, and the afterimage was still on Dilly's back, but the body had already appeared where she was looking, and the four-meter mounted spear was pierced squarely on the leg bone of the forelimb that the skeleton griffin raised to block.
After missing the blow, Nelly fell downward, but she was prepared, and with a turn of her eyes, the support charge was launched, and her body knocked away the surviving undead from the bottom up, and with its last strength before death, it once again changed direction and rushed towards the skeleton griffin at the core.
In the eyes of those who watched the battle, Nelly was like a butterfly, dancing in the air around the demigod undead, obviously unable to fly, but relying on the accurate adjustment of strength and the skillful application of professional ability, she kept her in the air, and the continuous attacks showed no signs of stopping at all.
No, the continuous attack still stopped, dozens of seconds of air staggering, Nelly and the skeleton griffin had already exchanged back and forth hundreds of times, when the attack stopped, Nelly's riding spear pierced deep into the skull of the undead, and the soul fire beating in the griffin's eye sockets slowly dimmed, and finally completely extinguished. Nelly smiled, and with the help of her jump, she was already next to Dilly in flight, holding Kyle's hand at the right time and at the right angle.
"I saw the wounds of the earth. The huge Dilly's thunderous voice burst out: "The end is coming." β