……

Blazing red and whitish rockets pierce the sky.

When it reaches its highest point.

It exploded in all directions.

Followed by.

A huge mushroom cloud rises above the starry sky.

Because the white light that broke out before illuminated the sky as straight as day, the shape of this mushroom cloud was very clear and complete in front of everyone.

It's not just Rolling Stone.

People within a radius of hundreds of miles have witnessed the birth of this unique firework.

The white light gradually dissipated.

The sky was once again covered with a starry background.

But the effect of the fireworks did not stop there.

A white meteor shower suddenly burst out of the mushroom cloud.

The dense meteor shower streaked across the night sky of Rolling Stone, quickly weaving into a river of stars.

Across the galaxy.

A herd of white horses galloped by.

The white horse wades through the galaxy.

In a short time, he ran not far above the head of Rolling Stone.

A carriage rushed out of the crowd of white horses.

A figure descended from the carriage.

Although the figure was generally a little blurry, everyone recognized each other's identities at a glance-

That's Rhaegar!

After Rhaegar's phantom appeared, the white horse and the galaxy disappeared one after another.

Only his shadow lingered in the night sky for a long time.

Repeating some powerful and domineering movements.

This scene was watched by everyone.

Everyone at the banquet was stunned.

Even Rhaegar himself was shocked, he knew that Bobo was not an ordinary person, but he didn't expect this seemingly malnourished girl to reach such a point as soon as he made a move!

Soon.

This shock turned into pride.

Rhaegar was filled with the chatter of the people at the banquet, all staring at the phantom figure in the night sky that kept repeating various movements.

As for the occasional sporadic fireworks under the phantom.

It's completely uncared for.

When the crowd came to their senses.

The Mechanical Titans are long gone.

However, the shock it brought has become the only topic of attention:

"What was that thing just now? It's so big, it looks so powerful! ”

"Looks like a strange thing from Rhaeggar's friend, right?"

"Is it still called Rhaegar? Hurry up and call the king. ”

"I just saw a guy under that behemoth......"

"Are you dazzled?"

"No, that guy only has one hand, and he was present at a banquet tonight with that short, flat-chested but huge eater......"

"Remember, it's the big guard?"

"He's obviously not a guard, didn't you just hear that? Both of them were Rhaegar and no, friends of the King. ”

Naturally, these deliberately suppressed or unbridled discussions poured into the young man's ears.

He was squeezing the goblet with his right hand at the moment, his face was red and white, and his muscles were tense.

"Master Punster, we still have a big firework, do you want to set it off?"

A mage apprentice came over and asked.

"What?!"

"Fuck off!"

Pence scolded angrily.

The next second, he regretted it a little-

I shouldn't be so undignified in public.

But in an instant, he realized that his rude behavior had not been noticed at all!

Everyone looked up at the flickering Rhaegar fireworks in the sky.

No one pays attention to themselves.

This made Pence feel lucky and sad again.

After a while.

A lazy voice came from the crowd:

"No, Rhaeggar, why haven't you come down yet?"

"How long are you going to stay on it? You won't have to stay all night......"

The crowd looked back.

The person who spoke was a little Paton with a lazy face.

In Ms. Liz's annoyed gaze.

Little Parton shrunk his neck:

"I just feel like my neck is a little sore all the time with my head up."

"And what exactly does this action he keeps repeating?"

As soon as this statement came out.

Everyone was also attracted by the action above the sky that looped the most times—

in the picture.

Rhaegar got down on one knee and groped around at her feet.

The rest were also curious.

So they all set their eyes on Rhaeggar.

Rhaegar took a sip of his glass and smiled.

……

Flying at high speed on a mechanical titan.

Matthew tightened the co-pilot's seat belt, and then made a joke to Bobo overhead:

"For a moment, I thought you were going to blow up Rolling Stone......"

"Bang bang bang...... Is it possible!? ”

I don't know if it's because of the effect of alcohol or because Bobo is too anxious, and for a while she seems to have a big tongue.

Bobo quickly patted his helmet.

Zizizizi.

The helmet's exterior was flashed through several currents.

In the twinkling of an eye.

Bobo straightened his tongue.

But her face became more ruddy because of it:

"Because this time I came out to carry out the exercise mission, the lady installed all the exercise modules, and there are no actual combat devices."

"The fireworks bomb just now was supposed to be left on the cloud plateau to be released, but I have promised that funny uncle, of course I can't go back."

Matthew smiled:

"That Rhaegar was pretty handsome just now."

Bobo said proudly:

"Those actions, as well as the pictures, are all improvised by me! What do you think? Creative, right? ”

Matthew didn't skimp on his praise and spoke highly of the big fireworks just now.

These are also Matthew's sincere words.

It's true that the Mechanic's abilities are more volatile than magic, but because of this, Mechanics are often more explosive in their creativity.

That fireworks just now is a good case in point.

The fireworks themselves are made in advance.

However, the illusion pattern that is created after the launch needs to be infused with Bobo's own whimsy.

The images of Pegasus crossing the river and Rega anointing oil are all from Bobo's imagination.

Sustaining this imagination is itself a drain on concentration.

Considering that Bobo is a drunken firework and can have this effect, Matthew deduces that her concentration must be extremely high.

And in addition to focus.

She did show some artistic talent.

Therefore, Bobo's previous evaluation of the strange mechanic and mage is not unreasonable.

Matthew partially agrees.

The main reason is that the group of mages is so large that it is difficult to use a median number of cases or an average to represent the creativity of mages.

The Wizard may be naturally associated with art.

But the creativity of some individual mages may be beyond the imagination of all intelligent beings.

Between thoughts.

Matthew lowered his head and twisted his neck.

He was now in the co-pilot's position, which was a little shorter in the cabin than the main pilot in the center.

Since the mechanical titan has been switched to a flat mode that is best for flying.

Therefore, Matthew is now leaning forward, lying in the co-pilot's seat at an oblique angle of about 135 degrees 5.

Bobo, on the other hand, was lying twenty centimeters above his head.

The two are stacked together in a lying position.

Let's be honest.

This position is not pleasant.

When Matthew and Bobo were talking, they had to subconsciously raise their heads and twist them upward.

From this point of view.

He could only see the driver's seat, as well as the side of Bobo's face and his chin wrapped in a helmet.

Worse.

From time to time, strong winds leak through the cracks in the mechanical parts.

They slapped Matthew in the face.

It's like a baby's fist punching and punching up.

It doesn't hurt to say it hurts.

But it is indeed sinning.

"It's a fast ......"

After getting used to flying at high speeds, Matthew began to observe the indicators in the cabin.

Speed is one of the few metrics he can understand.

At present, Bobo has pushed the sense of operation that represents speed to two-thirds of the position.

The grooves further in there were painted red.

He took a look.

The Mechanical Titan is currently flying faster than most dragons, and much faster than the speed of sound!

This has made Matthew quite worried about Lumière's current form.

After all, I am not very comfortable in the cabin.

What's more, there is a brother who takes a hanging ticket.

"How is Lumière doing now?"

Matthew asked immediately.

Bobo performed three simple operations on the console directly in front of him.

Not much.

A crystal plate slides off it.

The silhouette of a human appeared on the panel, and the other party grabbed the tail of the mechanical titan with one hand, and the whole person was blown by the wind like a straight salted fish.

Next to the silhouette.

A huge amount of data has emerged.

"He's fine!"

Bobo replied with some surprise:

"His skin temperature is low, but because his pores have been completely constricted, he dissipates heat very slowly, and there is almost no risk of hypothermia."

"Aside from feeling a little bumpy, Lumière should be able to adapt to the current attitude and speed."

Matthew looked at the numbers carefully.

"He's more physically fit than before."

Bobo said suddenly.

Matthew nodded slightly:

"I found out too."

After regaining strength from the Wolf Mountain tragedy.

Lumière's physical body seems to have undergone another slight evolution, which is not obvious to him personally, but it does exist.

The reason why he may not feel it himself.

Mainly because of the lack of a hand.

The hand is the most important weapon for anyone.

Don't look at it, it's just missing an arm.

The impact is multifaceted and far-reaching.

"His physical fitness is really suitable for a Titan technician!"

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Bobo's voice suddenly sounded a little strange.

Matthew looked up in some consternation.

But seeing that Bobo's face was flushed at this time, her eyes were sometimes confused and sometimes crazy.

Soon.

Matthew found the problem.

In order to sober up quickly, Bobo constantly stimulates her brain with electricity, which is indeed useful at first, but she seems to be a little too stimulated.

Under the dual stimulation of alcohol and electric current.

This flat-chested girl, who is usually not good at words, suddenly began to make a lot of nonsense:

"Wait, Matthew!"

"When I become the most powerful miracle mechanic in the world in the future, a titan technician of this muscle, I will order four!"

Matthew was puzzled:

"What does this have to do with me?"

He looked up at the upper bunk.

It turned out that the sister on the top bunk looked crazy, and she almost didn't drool!

"Of course it does."

"We're good friends, I'll order four for myself, and I'll give you four!"

Bobo said generously.

Matthew laughed dryly, just about to say "No need!" ”。

Can be a second.

Bobo suddenly pushed the lever representing speed to the deepest part at once!

"It's too slow!"

She slapped the cockpit of the main pilot hard:

"Accelerate, accelerate, accelerate!"

It's too late to jot down the shape of Bobo's drunken gaffes.

Matthew just thinks someone is frantically hammering his waist and ass with a hammer!

Wave after wave of pushing back sensation surged up from the soles of the feet.

This is followed by calves, thighs, buttocks, and backs!

In a flash.

He only felt that his soul had been pushed out of his body!

Whew!

The wind was blowing in between the crevices.

The baby's fist has become several times heavier!

Inside the dimly lit cockpit.

All the lights turned red.

From time to time, I can still think of the sound of the alarm!

"Accelerate, accelerate, accelerate!"

Bobo pushed the other lever next to him to the extreme.

The next second.

A yellow progress bar appeared on the original crystal plate.

With the continuous accumulation of progress bars.

A loud siren sounded.

"Wait......"

As soon as Matthew opened his mouth, his mouth was stuffed with a strong wind!

Bobo slammed the button in front of him.

Suddenly.

A strong sense of weightlessness hits!

There were two or three seconds.

Matthew seemed to levitate for a moment in complete weightlessness.

Then he returned to the real world.

He was greeted with a more violent push on his back!

……

"Hint: The Titan you rode on made a short jump.

The jump distance is 13 km."

……

Jump?

Didn't wait for Matthew to react.

The yellow progress bar on the crystal plate has come to an end again.

Without hesitation, Bobo pressed the button again.

This time.

Matthew, who had been prepared for a long time, became much more adaptable.

After a brief feeling of weightlessness, he consciously pressed the forefoot against the metal plate behind him, and the whole person adapted to the impact very naturally.

Soon.

The Mechanical Titan has entered this rush mode of high-speed flight and regular jumps.

Matthew also gradually adapted to the cold wind.

He said with difficulty:

"You've mastered the Leap Technique?"

Bobo thought for a moment:

"What is Transition Technology?"

Matthew waited for a moment, and when the feeling of weightlessness hit, he immediately spoke:

"It's now!"

Bobo suddenly realized:

"You call this a jump? That's a fitting word. ”

"At Cyberron, we call it 'pouting' because every time you pout, you'd better pout your butt so that you can better protect your spine......"

Matthew thought for a moment:

"That's a better name."

Bobo happily explains:

"In Cyberdragon, there is also a proverb used to explain this phenomenon -

The faster you go, the faster you'll get!

How's that easy, right? ”

Matthew honestly shook his head:

"I don't understand."

Bobo patiently said:

"According to the research of cyber mechanics, when an object is flying at high speed, it often rubs violently with the air, and at some special friction nodes, the surface of the object will produce something called god speed particles."

"If you can absorb or collect this godspeed particle and release it at a specific node, then you have the ability to pout."

"The lady's outer armor has a special coating, which is specially designed to absorb this god particle, see this yellow energy bar?

As long as you absorb a certain amount, you can pout your ass once.

If you have an infinite amount of tachypon, then theoretically, you can pout your ass anytime and anywhere......"

Matthew was silent for a moment:

"Or maybe I'll use it as a jump."

However, he was also quite interested in the theory of the Cybersaurus.

He wondered how the magicians understood magic:

"So from the perspective of a miracle mechanic, this is how the jump occurred, so can you interpret this phenomenon from a magical perspective?"

Bobo immediately replied:

"Of course!"

"It's even easier from a magical point of view, because the act of flying at high speed accumulates speed elements that, while not allowing you to go directly into the space realm, satisfy some special rules of the space realm."

"These rules may be set by people, or they may be the original appearance of this world, in short, under a certain rule in the space field, as long as you can meet the conditions, you can release domain capabilities once."

"And this field ability is what you call a leap in the eyes of the outside world."

Matthew couldn't help but admire:

"I didn't expect the magician to know so much about magic."

Bobo patted his chest proudly:

"Of course!"

"But not all magicians know magic well."

"There is only one human mechanic like me who works hard to learn in Cyberdragon!"

Between words.

She adjusted her direction slightly, and then pulled the steering stick above:

"Pout your ass."

"I'm going to start jumping harder!"

"Accelerate, accelerate, accelerate!"

In Bobo's excited voice.

Matthew pressed his feet against the metal plate behind him.

It was too late for him to worry about Lumière.

The strong feeling of weightlessness and tearing made him feel slightly dizzy.

He can only prioritize maintaining his form.

This pattern of furious flight lasted about twenty minutes.

Soon after.

The outline of a mechanical titan appears on the crystal plate.

The profile has several layers.

They are referred to by different colors.

Matthew breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up to see that the outermost layer had turned bright red.

This was followed by the sound of Didi's siren.

"What's wrong?"

Matthew was a little nervous.

Frankly, the experience of flying in another world for the first time was not good.

He's ready to slip away.

"The outer armor coating can't absorb the Speedy Particles."

Bobo said calmly:

"But it's okay, we've reached the Plateau above the clouds."

"Next, switch to patrol mode, and I need to retrieve the sources I put away earlier."

Bang bang bang.

The sound of changing forms was heard inside and outside the mecha.

A force pushed Matthew up.

Then the co-pilot position is switched to a seat, flush with the main driver, and the two positions are merged together in a horizontal position.

Marxiu let out a long breath.

Finally comfortable.

Bobo skillfully manipulated it on the console, and after eight seconds, the form switch was completed.

The metal cover in front of them slowly vanished.

Instead, there is a transparent shroud with high clarity.

Matthew looked at it.

It was dark outside.

Not even the outline of the Helen Mountains is not clear!

He was a little scared.

He didn't find radar or anything like that in the cockpit.

Before daring to love, Bobo flew violently without any vision!

Matthew hurriedly asked:

"So what module does the lady use to identify directions and air units?"

Bobo replied as he operated:

"The direction is simple."

"The lady comes with a magnetic field module, which can distinguish the direction according to the magnetic field or the stars."

"There are also electromagnetic towers on the Cyberdragon that can point us in the right direction."

Matthew breathed a sigh of relief.

Your own worries seem unnecessary.

Think about it too.

Cybertron can create a behemoth like a mechanical titan, so communication and navigation are not a problem.

Radar should also be there.

However, the next second.

But Bobo happily continued:

"As for identifying air units, I haven't thought about this function yet!"

The cold sweat that Matthew had just pressed broke out again:

"What if you bump into someone?"

Bobo said disapprehantly:

"In the middle of the night, who's going to be flying outside!"

As she spoke, she pulled the direction stick:

"Found them."

The Mechanical Titan suddenly accelerated again.

It swooped towards the northeast.

……

Plateau on the clouds.

At the foot of the sacred snow-capped mountains.

Endless permafrost.

The pale light source swayed wildly in the darkness, and the violent wheezing sound showed the panic of the owner of the light source—

The three cloud elves had their backs on their backs.

In his hand, he held a blue weapon that resembled a spray gun.

The equipment on their bodies glows with a faint blue glow, and they look extremely cool.

However, only they know.

Due to the intervention of some mysterious force, most of the equipment from Cloud City and Cyberdragon is no longer usable.

The only remaining module is the lighting effect.

Of course, the light also has a certain deterrent effect on ordinary beasts.

But they know it.

It's not any ordinary beast that hunts you.

It's a group of professional, cruel and primitive wild hunters!

"Woo woo woo ......"

A wolf howl could be heard in the darkness.

Then there was a series of footsteps from soft fur on the frozen ground.

The wolves are just one of the members involved in the hunt.

From time to time, other figures could be seen in the darkness swept by the confessional light source—

Skinny ice bears;

an apex predator called the Fierce Dragon;

a man-eating deer that runs extremely fast;

But in the midst of these hordes of beasts that are feared by the natives.

What made the three cloud elves despair the most were the humanoids in animal skin cloaks.

They were in groups of three or five, hiding among the wild beasts;

There was a low cry from their mouths, and the strange syllables seemed to ask for the help of the evil gods;

And further afield.

The wind sent a chant that sounded like a song.

They are well aware.

That's the shaman in the hunter clan who is summoning more beasts.

They are not deliberately targeted.

In fact.

As soon as they entered the Plateau above the clouds, the World Death Force found that the God of Hunting had issued a myth, and under the command of this myth, these fierce people called the Sons of Hunting launched an indiscriminate hunt for all outsiders on the plateau.

Due to generations of habitation with hunting.

This clan has domesticated a large number of beasts on the Plateau above the clouds, and they also follow the call of the god of hunting.

Even hibernating bears crawl out of their burrows to join the hunt, not to mention other beasts.

All three of them knew it in their hearts.

This carnival is probably just the beginning.

The God of the Hunt and his people would never allow the Cloud Elves to leave this plateau alive.

This is a desecration of the ritual!

In the dark.

The howl of the wolf became more poignant.

Suddenly, a ghost figure flashed in front of them.

One of the cloud elves frantically turned the light over, only to be empty.

There seemed to be nothing in the dark.

But the beast roar ringing in their ears made them feel unprecedented pressure and malice.

"They're draining our stamina, which is one of the usual tactics used in hunting."

A relatively calm voice rang out.

It was an older cloud elf.

He lifted the light source in his hand:

"It can't go on like this."

"We must find Ms. Bobo as soon as possible, the large army has been surrounded by the beast hunting frenzy, and at this juncture, I am afraid that only her Lady will be able to make contact with the space ship."

"Let's carry out the Thirty-Seven Retreat Plan!"

The Cloud Elf's voice was full of determination.

"Captain......

Others still wanted to persuade him, but he directly pushed back:

"Do you remember that I was the captain?"

"Execute!"

As soon as the words fell.

A wild wolf suddenly sprang out of the darkness.

The cloud elves just wanted to make a move, but the wild wolf suddenly weakened, and then lay on the ground!

"Huh?"

The cloud elves were a little surprised.

At first they thought it was a deception.

But soon.

As the light source continued to shoot out, they were surprised to find that the beasts around them had fallen to the ground one after another.

Not only that, but their bodies were constantly trembling and seemed to be very frightened.

A gust of wind suddenly blew from the direction of the snow-capped mountain.

There is an awe-inspiring inviolability in the wind!

Is that......

"Dragon!"

The Cloud Elves reacted.

Not much.

In the wailing of wild beasts and the howling of the wind.

A white dragon swooped down from the sky and disdainfully flapped its wings at some of the beasts that stood in his way.

Captain Cloud Elf beamed with joy.

He recognized the white dragon.

The other party's name is Adams, and according to the information of the Death of the World, this adult white dragon has only recently built a nest on the cloud plateau.

Adams had a bad reputation.

Before nesting.

He also ransacked a number of human villages and towns in the southwest.

However, now the cloud elves don't care whether the reputation of the white dragon is good or bad, if they can disrupt the hunting plan of the hunter clan, the other party is their savior!

"How dare you hunt in my territory?"

"Ready for poll tax?"

Adams yelled at the hunters.

The beasts trembled with fear, but most of the children of the hunt stood stubbornly on the ground.

The white dragon was even more annoyed.

Right now.

The shaman among the hunters stepped out of the crowd.

He came to the white dragon generously:

"Dear Mr. Adams."

"Greetings to the god of the hunt."

The white dragon's head shrank back, and his tone became a little suspicious:

"Hunter Clan?"

"Why did you cross the border?"

The shaman calmly said:

"This is the will of the god of the hunt, and as a people, we will only carry it out, never asking why."

Seeing the other party's attitude is contemptuous.

The white dragon Adams was naturally quite annoyed psychologically.

But he is also well aware.

The God of Hunting is one of the three major land snakes in the Cloud Plateau, and he is just a newcomer, although he has occupied this territory, but if he conflicts with the hunters, the dragon's nest that he has worked so hard to forge will soon change hands.

"Damn."

"Why is my eyesight so bad? I noticed that a group of people were entangled in the territory, so I rushed over......"

"If you can see from afar that the person who is the god of hunting, how can I come here and do it?"

Adams was troubled.

He had the heart to retreat.

But I can't wipe this face.

Seeing this, the shaman smiled and said:

"We'll be leaving soon."

"Of course this territory is still yours."

Bai Long breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

But he still said:

"Even if you are hunters, you can't trespass on my territory."

"I have a good relationship with your god of hunting, and I will only give him this face."

"After killing these elves, get out of here!"

After speaking.

He didn't want to stay longer for a moment, so he directly flapped his wings and flew upwards violently!

The eyes of the three cloud elves were full of despair.

"Carry out Plan Thirty-Seven!"

"Disperse the action!"

"I'm here to attract most of the firepower!"

They began to act.

A sarcastic smile spread across the hunter's shaman's face:

"Still thinking about leaving?"

"Tonight, no one from the outsiders on the cloud plateau will survive!"

He gently blew the bone whistle around his neck.

The beasts that had recovered from the dragon's might began to pounce on the cloud elves from all directions!

But at this time.

There was a dull sound above them!

Followed by.

It's a short whistling sound!

Hunters are raising their heads.

The shaman also looked up with a puzzled face, but saw that in the darkness, a dark shadow was rapidly approaching the ground!

"White Dragon Adams?"

"How did he go and come back?"

"Isn't he afraid of offending God?!"

"Wait, this position, he's going to hit the ground?"

These doubts had just flashed through the shaman's mind.

The beasts, already aware of the danger, scattered and fled.

The next moment.

In the astonished gaze of the nearby creatures.

The figure of the white dragon Adams smashed directly to the ground with an unstoppable momentum!

Boom!

The few beasts that didn't have time to escape were instantly smashed into meat sauce.

Then a terrifying shockwave spread out in all directions!

Time.

The sky is shaking on the plateau, and the snow slag is flying!

Everyone looked in horror in the direction where the white dragon had fallen.

It wasn't until this moment that they found out—

There was even a huge machine pressed on the white dragon's body!

The hapless white dragon was completely smashed in the head in this sudden collision.

A pair of tattered wings twitched unconsciously.

It's already like I can't survive!

The children of the hunt and the shamans looked at the terrible machine in shock—

Bang.

A glass cover pops upwards.

Then two figures were also bounced out one after another!

The height of these two figures was not high.

They crossed two parabolas in the air and fell to the ground in front of the shaman.

"Who are you?"

The shaman pulled out his knife and asked the man who was closer to him with a fierce face.

The latter barely stood up and staggered two steps forward.

Seeing that the other party seemed to be no threat.

The shaman put away the knife.

He walked over and grabbed the other person's shoulder, and questioned him again.

The man's face was rather ugly.

He was facing the shaman, as if he was about to speak.

"Say whatever you want......"

The shaman's words were not finished.

Matthew finally couldn't hold back, and with a "wow", he spit on the stunned shaman.

……

(End of chapter)