Feng Ying, who reacted, was about to cry, and almost didn't pounce on Anhill to bite Anhill.

Hayatta hurriedly persuaded her to come back, and explained to everyone that this was to adapt to the protective effect of the new equipment through "actual combat".

Whether you believe it or not, I finally gave Feng Ying a step down.

There are also those who don't know whether to live or die, such as a certain sunny boy in the pen head hunting group, who seems to find it very interesting and takes the initiative to challenge the gale.

Then he was beaten by the gale that missed dinner and was in a bad mood.

Putting aside the identity of the newcomer, Aiden, who has close to four-star strength, has long been an excellent hunter who can take charge of himself, but he didn't expect to be suppressed by a tooth hound.

While Aiden didn't use a weapon, Gale didn't use his fangs and claws either.

Julius and the others were surprised by Gale's combat effectiveness, which can be regarded as saving some face for Feng Ying, who "fought with dogs and won hard".

Looking at the laughing hunters, the brigade commander, whose expression was slightly heavy, also showed a slight smile on his face.

The big war is approaching, and it is better to be willing to laugh than to cry and mourn.

The day of the expedition.

Before dawn, the hunters, heavily armed, had gathered on the deck of the Isana.

Anhill counted the hill-like boxes of ammunition over and over again, enough to be hauled in a pallet truck, but he still felt a little unsafe.

Nadia couldn't help but look at the guy a few more times, she had always felt that she had been cautious enough in her hunting preparations, and there was a more neurotic one here.

Hayatta was helping Feng Ying check the armor straps, only to find that the latter was basically tied in a dead knot.

This kind of armor is strong enough, but it is inconvenient to adjust, and once the injury needs emergency treatment, it will become very troublesome, so I have to sigh and help her retie it.

Feng Ying, who was pressed by Hayata, stared at the weapons of the Pen Hunter Group curiously.

Sister Nadia's weapon is the most common fire dragon-derived light crossbow, the "Impatiens Fire Dragon Cannon", according to Anhill, this is the most suitable ballista for firing fire charges, there is no one.

Hey? Did you only bring a weapon? Anhill said whether he brought three or four.

"Master's Senior Brother" is carrying a double sword made of dinosaur materials, what is it called, "Tyrant Fury"?

Well, I feel like everyone loves the look of the dinosaur weapon.

The spear made Uncle Will wield a pair of brilliant spears that seemed to be made of gold.

I heard that this is the best weapon called the "Lost Tower of Babel", which seems to be forged from pure metal, but in fact, it also adds super precious materials such as the heavy shell of the golden fire dragon, and the defensive performance is the best of the spears, and the golden shield is said to be able to block even the attacks of the ancient dragons.

Really?

Little brother Aiden, well, that pair of hand swords looks weird and ugly, it seems to be called "Sealing Dragon Sword", which is obviously an excavated antique, but it is not as beautiful as Master Gordon's epitaph at all.

Aiden's little brother can't do it yet!

While Feng Ying commented on the equipment of the hunting group one by one, Gordon looked at the edge of the sea of clouds.

There was already a dim golden-red glow, and perhaps in the next second, the morning sun would emerge from the sea of clouds and illuminate this small village "in the sky".

"Waiting for the morning sun to rise?" The head of the regiment walked over with a smile, "It is estimated that it will take more than ten minutes." ”

Gordon retracted his gaze, "No, the whole sky is gray, and there's nothing to see." ”

"Also, don't forget to go to the temple, believe it or not, don't let other pigeons go." The brigade commander crossed his arms (he really liked that) and reminded him.

"Yes, yes." Gordon reluctantly responded, "Let's go, everyone, let's go to the temple first, don't let the monk wait too long." ”

"Mom, Mom! Scared the hell out of me! ”

Walking down the suspension bridge, which was nearly 100 meters long, old and even tattered, Feng Ying's voice was shaking.

At this time, the hunters are at the highest point of the entire Sky Mountain Range, and this single peak, also known as the "Sky Mountain", is shaped like a sharp sword, and is extremely steep, almost impossible to climb.

It is possible to come up only by means of a suspension bridge built between the secondary peaks and the village of Synard.

"This drawbridge is really ...... It's a bit of a thrill. Gordon grimaced.

In the past hundred or so meters, I am afraid that there will be four or five broken planks for him.

Below the suspension bridge is an abyss that you can't even see at the bottom, and if you fall down, no matter how many star hunters you are, you will die

The thought of having to walk back down the drawbridge for a while made him regret it.

It's time to release that Mimi-eyed pigeon!

Julius and the others' faces were also not very good-looking, especially the defensive heavy armored spear Jean Will, who didn't dare to step on those tattered planks at all, and moved them on the main rope the whole time.

In less than 100 meters, this middle-aged tough guy who has not changed his face in the face of the heavy beetle dragon car is already white.

Julius sighed softly, "Let's go." ”

The crowd stabilized their emotions and trembling legs, and entered the temple built inside the mountain.

This temple is not ornate, and there are very few traces of artificial carving, but there are countless small windmills inserted into the rock walls everywhere.

Walking across a long bridge of stone pillars, the hunters came to the depths of the temple.

A monk dressed in a pure white robe is sitting here, and on the rock wall behind him, there is a mysterious pattern carved in relief, like a blooming flower, and like a sun spreading light, which leads people to reverie.

He had a peaceful smile on his face, and the light from the sky from the top of the cave enveloped him.

The picture in front of you and the gentle sound of the mountain wind reveal a hint of divine beauty.

However, Gordon just wanted to slap this squint at this time.

What a broken bridge, deadly

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the desire to clench his fists and complain, Gordon spoke: "Great monk, we are here." ”

Came in full gear.

The elder monk's expression stiffened for a moment, and he also reacted at this time, the hunters who were tall and strong and dressed in heavy armor crossed the bridge, and he was obviously not the same as the thin one.

No wonder they are murderous one by one.

Coughing lightly to hide his embarrassment, the monk was standing up and praying in the ancient language.

The strange sound, but the pleasant sound of prayer like the sound of the breeze, the hunters gradually calmed down.

The resentment in my heart and the restlessness of facing a strong enemy are swept away like fallen leaves blown by the wind.

The feeling of clarity in mind and heart is wonderful, perhaps a little like a hunting flute? But it's not so direct.

Gordon suddenly felt that this trip to the temple might be really worth it.

The great monk who had finished praying bowed slightly to the hunters, "The seal of the forbidden place has been broken, and everything will be left to you." ”

The hunters nodded in response.

The monk shook off his pure white and solemn robes, got up and came to the rock wall, took down a few small windmills inserted between the rock crevices, one by one, and handed them to the hunters.

Gordon remembers very well that Julius once told him that the windmill had a special meaning to the people of Synard Village, as a bridge between them and the "wind", and outsiders were not allowed to touch it.

At this time, the monk was handing over the windmill to them, which obviously had some special meaning.

Presumably an amulet or something?

Looking at the small windmill in his hand, which was less than the size of a palm, Gordon thought for a moment and inserted it into the gap in the armor around his waist.

The others did the same, Hayatta followed Gordon's example, Julius and Nadia pinned to her chest, Anhill, Aiden, and Will on her shoulder armor, Feng Ying poked directly into her ponytail, and the little windmill whirled above her head.

The monk was smiling at this scene.

"Let the wind guide you."

(End of chapter)