The Dreadhorn King opened his mouth to say something, but changed his mind for a moment. At present, although the connection between the balloon and the cabin has been stabilized, the wind and rain are heavy, and although the wings on the side of the ship have been retracted, the huge balloon is still the main target of the storm.

All the lanyards were taut and tightened, and they continued to let out overwhelmed moans. If the storm continues, there is a high probability that the entire Sky Airship will be crushed to pieces.

"How long will it be before we can fly in?" said Dearlando, roaring, as he asked the Dreadhorn King, who was huddled in a ball of cables.

"I don't know! No one mentions it in their records! Our surface area is too large, and the lifting force provided by the pumice steam engine is not enough, and we will keep falling!"

"Then it's better to just remove the balloon above, and we can sail it safely in the sea!

"Probably! Normally, our airships will have an amphibious driving mode. At least I've made all of them. ”

"Go and tell the captain to test how high the Caspian Sea is below, and if it's still too high, I'll pop the balloon and let it deflate slowly, and let us down. ”

"There's an altimeter on the ship, just check it out!" The King of Thorns was still very active in cooperating with the self-rescue operation for the sake of his own life, he almost lay on the ground, grabbed the low guardrail of the open platform, and climbed to the entrance of the up.

The entrance had been closed when he came up to prevent rain from pouring in, and now he was struggling to open it with one hand, so he could only slap hard to make the people guarding below open the door. The hatch opened immediately. The first mate's head immediately popped up and asked if there was anything he could do to help.

"Tell me, how high?" asked the Dreadhorn King gasped, and the first mate turned to the people below to yell at the question, and soon someone reported the results. "At the moment the height is about one hundred and fifty feet, and if we let go of the stored steam, we can drop to about thirty feet in five minutes. ”

"Okay, vent immediately, get ready to sail on the surface, keep the air pressure above three blocks, and we're descending. If there are too many rows, it is estimated that it will fall directly to the surface of the sea. And the waves below are also very large, so you should maintain a safe altitude first. "After all, the Dreadhorn King is a veteran in this area, and everyone is in the same boat at the moment, and he has forgotten his captive status for the time being. Instead, he thought he was the captain of the ship and commanded it.

The first mate's eyes drifted in the direction of Deerlando. After getting his nod. Immediately let go and jumped off the ladder, and followed the instructions of the Dreadhorn King. The Dreadhorn King let go of his hand and let the hatch close again. Then he rubbed back to Deerlando, leaned on the main rope, and replied weakly, "It's done." ”

He was seriously injured and had been tossing and turning for days, and now he was struggling in the storm, and he was almost blown away by the wind several times. Although the rain under the balloon was small, from time to time the rain that was blown by the wind came like a wave, and it slapped him crookedly. Another heavy rain fell, and the Dreadhorn King's one hand was not grasped for a while, and he almost rolled off the platform. Luckily, Diarrando reacted quickly and stepped on his leg before stopping.

He was about to complain that his foot was hurting, when he suddenly noticed that the rain and wind around him were gone, and a faint white shimmer emanated from Dearlandor's body, like a huge transparent ball that enveloped him, as if it were a magic cover.

"Look at what, get closer, it's very laborious to support the spiritual wall so big. Dearlando was angry and asked him to climb back quickly, if he hadn't had no hands to catch him, he would have brought the Dreadhorn King back like a chicken.

The Dreadhorn King crawled next to him, curled up in a ball, buried his head in his knees, minimized his size, and let out a whimper or two from time to time. Diarlando glanced at him, not knowing what nerves he had, and he didn't just ask, just shrink the spiritual wall that had not been used for a long time to just the size of two people, so as to reduce the loss of his magic power.

However, this time when I released the spiritual protective wall, I found that I could easily put such a barrier in a range of more than ten feet, which was much more than the previous range that could only cover half of my body, and it seemed that unconsciously, my spiritual strength had improved a lot.

The airship descended up and down in the torrential rain, and although the ships were full of experienced sailors, they were inevitably shaken, and from time to time you could hear the cries of the people below due to the collision.

It didn't take long for the main rope that had been struggling to support it to suddenly break several times, and the rope as thick as an egg made a whistling sound like a whip and bounced high into the air. When the pressure in one place drops suddenly, the gas in the balloon finds a breakthrough and tears the fabric of the area with a thud, and the entire airship begins to fall violently towards the surface.

The screams came from below, and the Dreadhorn King also shouted: "No, the height is too high, at least fifty or sixty feet, we will fall to pieces!"

Diarlando didn't speak, gritted his teeth directly, hugged the hull of the boat hard, and then slammed his spiritual wall to the limit.

Airships are generally thirty to fifty feet long and twenty to forty feet high. The Red Butterfly is a medium-sized ship, about forty feet long and thirty feet tall. At this moment, the entire ship, except for the ruptured balloon, was wrapped in the scope of the magic wall, and then, a not-so-strong impact sensation came, and the small white hull finally fell to the surface of the sea.

"Throw the balloon away, or it will take us over!" shouted the Dreadhorn King as soon as he saw that he was safe on the sea.

"Get down!" Dearlando gave a brief command, then retracted the barrier and summoned the magic sword. He swiped a few swords and cut off the remaining tethers, and the wind immediately blew away the shadow of the broken balloon.

"Alright, alright, we can go down, ...... here," the Dreadhorn King said halfway, unable to go on, and he saw that the curse that had just been cured by Dirlando resurfaced again. The blue and green eyes shimmered in the dark, the narrow reptilian pupils replaced the original human round pupils, and the fine red blood threads extended from the eyes like totems to the surroundings, crawling a small half of the face, like an eye patch with red lace.

Dillando noticed the abnormality of the Dreadhorn King, and looked down at his hand, and sure enough, thin red blood streaks began to appear from his fingertips, as if he was wearing a pair of gloves. He laughed self-deprecatingly, and then angrily ordered the Dreadhorn King: "Look at what, everything has a price, don't go down quickly." ”

The Dreadhorn King nodded hurriedly, and ran towards the hatch with his body bent over the torrential rain, but the moment he ran to the door, the rain stopped.

Not only was the whole ship freed from the storm, but it also went straight from night to day.

"......!" both looked around in surprise, a thin mist enveloping everything, making the nearby storm disappear without a trace like a nightmare. The cabin leading to the lower deck was slammed open, and the captain rushed up and said, "We can't steer anymore, the ship is floating on its own." ”

The Dreadhorn King tugged at one of his feathers fiercely, and then shouted happily while screaming in pain, "We're here! We've arrived! God, I didn't expect that I would actually come to the Origin Land once in my life!

Dearlando drove him crazy over there, turned around and said to the captain, "It looks like we've arrived safely at our destination, and the boat will probably sail to its destination on its own automatically, so that the others can get ready to land on the island." ”

The captain happily replied, and turned to tell the crew to do their duty and prepare for the landing. Dearlando drove the excited Dreadhorn King down and climbed down the ladder himself.

As soon as he went, he was greeted with a warm embrace from Zoya Luna, but he immediately stepped aside and carefully avoided it. He stretched out his hand and showed Zoya: "It seems that the power used just now was too much, and the curse began to appear again." ”

Zoya's face was full of shock and distress, "How can this be good?"

"It's okay, we're all here, I'm sure we'll find a way out. Dearlando smiled, comforting the worried crowd. (To be continued......)

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