Zehir quickly pulled up the visor and continued to witness the sight outside the window, which only caused even more panic in the airship.
"What's going on, what's going on," Flannis looked confused.
"It's not a natural weather change, someone is casting a spell to attack the Dawn."
"What kind of spell is so terrifying, does it not look like manipulating the weather" Aurora is a druid after all, and has a certain understanding of nature magic.
Zehir hesitated for a moment, and replied in a low voice: "It may be a spell more terrifying than manipulating the weather, everyone be prepared, if the airship cannot escape the storm smoothly, the flightless personnel on the ship will all count on your air brigade to rescue them." ” "What the hell" In the cockpit, Jennifer grabbed her hair in a hurry, "The airship is less than a hundred feet above sea level, how can that damn storm in the air still keep up with me, it looks like Chengxin can't get along with me, and the airship will chase wherever it goes" "Stupid girl, isn't it obvious that someone is manipulating the storm to chase and kill the Dawn, and we can't escape if we continue like this."
Sukhoi looked out the window, thunder and lightning continued to bombard from the clouds, each lightning coincidentally split on the back of the airship, causing a violent tremor, the arc of electricity was like countless small snakes flowing against the metal shell, the magic instrument inside the ship was disturbed by lightning and became very unstable, the situation continued to deteriorate, I am afraid that even the navigator will strike.
Even more terrifying than lightning strikes is the torrential rain that follows.
The rain falling from the clouds was brownish-red, a strong acid, and it snorted and emitted white smoke that corroded the smooth metal plating.
Armor without enchantment plating is rendered virtually unresistant to electric shocks and strong acids.
The airship struggled to navigate in acid rain, and the surface became cratered.
Then the hailstones of the bowl poured down, smashed on the airship and ping-pong, and then shattered into ice dust, which adhered to the surface of the airship and condensed into a thick layer of frost.
Jennifer found that the airship could not withstand the weight of the frost and accelerated its fall, and was forced to reconnect part of the floating plate to increase buoyancy to fight against it.
However, the wind in the storm cloud continues to increase, and the airship is trapped in the tornado and cannot turn the rudder, gradually losing control and spinning with the whirlwind.
"Old man, think of a way," Jennifer shouted anxiously, "hurry up and use a spell to dispel this damn storm clouds, or the airship will disintegrate in the air in a few minutes, and we will all be finished."
Sukhoi shook his head and smiled bitterly: "What kind of stupid girl do you think this is, this is the nine-ring divine art revenge storm, how can I have the ability to dispel it?"
"Revenge Storm" Lyubov held his halberd in the air, looking back at the fierce storm cloud that trapped the "Dawn", and his eyes struggled a little.
The urgency of the situation made her hesitate, and she was forced to terminate the spell to manipulate the weather, and apologized to Roland with the help of the "Psychic Connection": "The situation has changed, I have to go back to help the airship get out of the predicament, I can't take care of you for the time being, be more careful" The "Trade Wind Angel" pointed to the sky, and Lyubov flew against the wind, turned around and rushed into the storm.
Lightning struck her head-on, and she didn't blink an eye.
The thunder and lightning touched the delicate skin and annihilated itself, and the inheritance of the "Storm Lord" was cultivated to the highest level, she could fly freely in the hurricane, and the raging thunder could not cause her the slightest damage.
But she alone is fearless and will not be able to stop the "Storm of Revenge" from destroying the airship.
Lyubov landed on the back of the airship, his left hand clutching the emblem of Sesila, his beautiful face solemn, and his lips lightly chanting and chanting.
The magic brilliance is like a petal golden lotus flower surrounding her and blooming, exuding a divine power like a mountain and a sea, and the spell that is brewing is also a 9-ring revenge storm.
The legendary trident pointed to the sky, and the vast divine energy soared into the sky Spell counter, revenge storm The same spell can cancel each other out, which is a "spell counter".
However, a spell with a wide range of influence and a long duration such as the "Storm of Vengeance" was very troublesome to counter, and Lyubov had to spend some more time.
The "Dawn" at her feet was saved, and now she was more worried about Roland and his party in the sea.
Maximian would not sit idly by and watch his flagship sink, and Roland would be at great risk when attacking the Sea Palace without air support.
"Well, what is this movement" There was a slight tremor from his feet, alerting Maximian.
He quickly made a spell casting gesture, following the direction from which the tremor came from, and sure enough, a group of hazy figures appeared in the Sky Change Sphere, which was sneaking around the bottom of the boat.
"Hehe, it turned out to be a group of cunning water ghosts, and my Sea Palace is not so easy to destroy."
Maximian sneered, turned back to the bridge, and walked straight into the captain's room.
Sitting at his desk, Maximian pulled open a drawer and pulled out a strangely shaped magic crystal shotgun.
The body of the gun is about two feet long, the metal parts are all polished from Mithril, the butt is made of fine mahogany, and the muzzle is spread out like a horn, which looks very chic.
Maximian took out a thumb-thick, three-inch-long special enchanted shotgun from the drawer, placed them on the table one by one, arranged them in a neat straight line, and pressed the eight rounds into two magazines, one of which was loaded into the barrel and the other on the outside of his belt.
After arranging the shotgun, he drew his saber again, and wiped it with a snow-white silk handkerchief.
The tremor under his feet had subsided, but the faint sound of gunfire from the bilge at the bottom of the ship made him feel uneasy, and he had a vague sense of foreboding.
"It seems that the water ghosts are more difficult than expected."
Maximian pondered for a long time, took out an ivory dice from a drawer, chanted a prayer in a low voice, performed "divination", and threw the dice with a wave of his hand.
The dice bounce and tumble on the table, and finally come to a standstill, revealing a number directly above them.
The adamantite drill buzzed against the bottom of the ship, making a piercing sound of gold and iron rubbing, and sparks continued to splatter out, which were immediately extinguished by the rolling sea around them.
Vigraf looked at the borehole through the force field window and exclaimed: "Maximian's flagship is made of steel even at the bottom, and it is two inches thick."
"Or how about an ironclad," Bloom said nonchalantly, picking up the power pickaxe and going up, "There's no need to worry, the steel hull is indeed hard, but it's not as tough as wood, guys can quickly chisel through this iron-hulled turtle by changing the power picks."
It turned out that the judgment of the dwarf brother was completely correct, and the six of them raised their power pickaxes and slammed them, and a large crack quickly appeared in the bottom of the two-inch-thick steel ship of the "Sea Palace", which shattered in less than five minutes.
"Haha, that's it," Bloom cocked his beard in delight, but the smile quickly froze on his face, "What the hell is this":