Chapter 276 Forced Landing
The head of the airship tilted upwards, and the pilot immediately began to climb after receiving the order.
"What on earth is a two-headed chimera?"
Geralt stepped forward and grabbed the railing and asked. He had never seen this flying two-headed monster, nor had he even heard of it.
But he could hear the impatience in his companion's tone, as well as a hint of fear hidden in it.
Yennefer stared closely at the flying Chimera below and explained, “This is an extremely powerful flesh-and-blood alchemical creature. I hope the high altitude environment and bad weather can stop the enemy’s pursuit.
If you can't get rid of them, you must make an emergency landing and prepare for battle."
"Don't bully me because I'm not well-educated. The characteristic of flesh and blood alchemy is chaos and disorder. This creature has a name, which means it must have appeared before. How is this possible?!"
The demon hunter shook his head. Flesh alchemy could actually create the same creature. This touched upon his blind spot in knowledge.
Yennefer sighed slightly. The original purpose of creating flesh and blood alchemy was to mass-produce a life form as powerful as a dragon beast, and then use it in war.
Although this spell has various drawbacks, in a sense it does achieve the miracle of creating life.
The reason why the outside world has the impression of chaos and disorder is that many people with ulterior motives use crude materials to create evil creatures and wreak havoc.
“According to the secret records of the Brotherhood, there is an effective formula in flesh alchemy that can create a two-headed chimera.
This creature has a sheep-like head and two light blue horns.
One head can spit out highly corrosive dark green acid, and the other head can spit out balls of lightning. These two heads also have strong biting abilities, and there have been records of them biting into pieces two-finger-thick enchanted armor.
The skin of the two-headed chimera is very tough and has strong elemental resistance.
They were created with the strength of third-order transcendents, and more importantly, they possessed considerable intelligence, without the drawbacks of those rubbish flesh-and-blood alchemical creatures that kept going crazy.
If the two-headed chimera had reproductive ability, it might become one of the ultimate pursuits of animal trainers. "
Yennefer paused and continued, "The chimera that was just created has the strength to fight two or three ordinary third-level extraordinary people. Judging from the size of the two-headed chimera that is chasing us, we may not be its opponent."
The scar on Geralt's face twisted, revealing a fierce smile: "We are not ordinary third-level extraordinary people. A few days ago, I killed a third-level corrosive demon in the sewer of the White Chapel without any injury. The head of that demon was not much smaller than this two-headed chimaera."
This is the confidence of a battle-hardened demon hunter. He has been in desperate situations many times facing monsters and spirits, but in the end, he is the only one who survived - Geralt the White Wolf.
Now he is even more ferocious and violent in werewolf form than in human form, both on the battlefield and in bed.
"Corruption demon? I was wondering why there was a faint disgusting smell on you these days.
Don't be careless, Chimera is much stronger than the Corruption Demon, which can only fight with its body after all.
Besides, we are on the airship now and cannot use our strength."
While the two were talking, the airship had already climbed very high and adjusted its direction, flying back along the same route it came from.
This airship was indeed specially made by the Rare Object Manufacturing Association. It was extremely fast and began to distance itself from the pursuing monster.
Both heads of the two-headed chimera roared in unison, a combination of the sounds of a goat and a lion.
The voice was so enchanting that Geralt felt slightly dizzy for a moment.
Oh no! His heart suddenly sank. He didn't expect the monster to be able to attack mentally.
If he had been hit, the situation would be even more serious for those low-level transcendents and ordinary airship pilots.
"Hurry, those drivers must have been hit hard."
Yennefer's mental power is much stronger than the witcher's, and she is not affected by the mental attack.
When she heard her lover's cry, she immediately came to her senses and ran towards the cab.
At this moment, the airship seemed to have lost control and plunged headfirst.
In the corridor, guards fell to the ground with their heads in their hands, groaning in pain.
Yennefer and Geralt came to the cockpit one after another and found that the pilot of the airship was lying on the dashboard with his face turned sideways, eyes closed and a ferocious expression. He was obviously fainted, and his hand was still tightly grasping a handle.
There were three people in the crew, two of them fainted, and only one was still conscious, but he was foaming at the mouth and his eyes were lifeless.
Geralt pulled the driver up and pressed him into a chair, and asked hurriedly, "Can you wake the driver?"
"I'll try."
Yennefer chanted a spell quickly, her fingers drawing in the air like afterimages, and a green halo bloomed on her index finger, like lighting a bright lamp.
In the shining light, the warlock pressed his finger on the driver's brow.
The painful expression on the driver's face immediately eased, but there was no sign of waking up.
She cast the spell again, but the driver still didn't wake up.
"Uh," Yennefer shook her head, "I'm not good at this kind of healing spells."
She spent most of her energy on practicing attack spells, and was relatively unfamiliar with auxiliary spells.
The airship shook violently and fell downward. Geralt left the still unconscious pilot behind and grabbed the co-pilot who was still somewhat conscious. He quickly said, "Treat this man."
If the airship falls from this height, the two third-level extraordinary people will also die. They must wake up someone who can fly the airship, otherwise the Andes Mountains will be their burial place.
There was only one demon hunter who died in battle, and he didn't want to die in a miserable way.
Yennefer also knew the seriousness of the matter and cast a spell immediately.
This wounded soldier might have a stronger mental power than the others. After being treated by magic twice, he came to his senses and asked with some fear:
"What's the matter with me? What's the matter with the airship?"
There was no time to explain to him what had just happened. Geralt grabbed his collar and brought him close to him: "I need you to fly the airship now. Can you complete the task?"
"Ah?! I'm just a pilot trainee. I've never actually piloted an airship."
The demon hunter showed a creepy smile:
"Now's your chance, young man. If you can't get the airship flying again, we're all doomed."
He pushed the still unconscious main pilot away, then grabbed the still confused thin pilot trainee with his big hands and pressed him down on his seat: "You hold the lives of everyone on the airship in your hands. Whether they live or die depends on your performance."
The driving apprentice was sweating profusely as he faced the large number of instruments in front of him. His mind was blank and he could not remember the operations that he had memorized by heart.
"What should I do?"
Geralt felt a black line on his forehead, 'If I knew, would I still need you? ! '
Yennefer understood what would happen if an ordinary person suddenly had such a heavy burden on his shoulders. The huge pressure would squeeze out his little rationality, leaving only panicked stupidity.
She immediately cast a spell to calm the mind and said calmly:
"It doesn't matter if you can't remember how to speed up the climb. As long as you can force the airship to land, you'll have saved everyone."
She understood that she didn't need to have such high expectations for a student who had never actually operated an airship. At this time, the airship had already flown a long distance, far away from the base of the cultists.
With such a strong snow and wind outside, there is no need to worry about more enemies catching up. Instead, the bad weather has become their best protection.
The pilot student quickly calmed down, swallowed his saliva, and said, "I can force the airship to land, but we are still in the mountains. The airship may not be able to fly again after being hit so hard."
There was one thing he didn't say. Under such weather conditions, even if the forced landing was successful, the people on the airship would most likely not be able to survive until the rescuers arrived.
Geralt laughed and said, "It would be best if you could get the airship flying again."
Anyone with a little common sense would understand what it means to make an emergency landing in a snowy mountain area, but do they have any better options? !
"Let me try to see if I can get the airship off again."
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Yennefer took out a silver pocket watch and responded, "Sure, but please hurry up. We don't have much time left. I'll give you thirty seconds. If the airship doesn't show signs of flying again, make an emergency landing immediately."
The student driver nodded heavily, took a deep breath, and recalled the operations he had learned.
Perhaps it was because of the spell, he was not panicked at this moment, and his rationality returned to him.
Those past scenes appeared in his mind like frames of animation. He recalled and operated the airship. Gradually, the shaking of the airship stopped, it raised its head and flew forward.
Feeling that the airship had returned to normal, Geralt patted the student's shoulder vigorously:
"Well done, I'll treat you to a drink when we get back."
When the airship lost speed and began to fall, the two-headed Chimera also caught up, and one of its heads spewed green mucus from its mouth.
The slime fell on the skin of the airship, immediately making a sizzling sound, and thick white smoke came out and immediately disappeared in the wind and snow.
The magic circle engraved in the skin immediately lit up, a faint spiritual light appeared on the surface of the skin, and the corrosive acid was discharged.
When the two-headed Chimera saw that its attack had failed, its two heads took turns attacking the same area.
The airship was attacked, and a red indicator light on the instrument immediately flashed.
Geralt narrowed his eyes and asked, "What happened?"
The pilot apprentice also noticed this. He checked one of the instruments and immediately became nervous: "The skin of the airship has been attacked. The energy of the magic circle is decreasing rapidly. At this rate of decrease, we won't be able to hold on for much longer."
Yennefer said calmly, "It must be the two-headed chimera. That beast has caught up with us. How long do you predict the energy will last?"
"About four minutes, five minutes at most."
The sorceress sighed secretly, her expression solemn: "Lower the altitude, and then continue to fly at the fastest speed for two minutes. If the energy continues to decrease, then make an emergency landing."
It would be best if we could get rid of the enemy during this period of time. If not, we would have no choice but to make an emergency landing and fight to the death.
The good news is that if the two-headed Chimera continues to maintain this intensity of attack, there will definitely be a lot of consumption, and they have more chances of winning.
She took out her pocket watch again and started timing.
Geralt spat, "Damn it! If the airship makes an emergency landing, I will chop the beast into pieces."
The trainee said, "Please inform the other awake people to sit in their seats and fasten their seat belts."
Geralt raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect the driving trainee to be worried about the safety of others at this time. "I'll go and inform them. I'll be back in two minutes."
After saying that, he immediately ran out and shouted, "The airship has made an emergency landing, sit down and fasten your seat belts."
Time never slows down because of one's will. Two minutes later, the driving apprentice said helplessly:
"I'm going to make an emergency landing. Please strap the unconscious pilot to a chair, or they might die on impact."
Geralt tied the two unconscious men to the seats and walked over to Yennefer, holding on tightly to the railing near the warlock.
Neither of them needed to tie themselves to the chairs because they had faster reactions.
The wind and snow continued. The trainee driver opened his eyes wide, trying to identify the terrain under the powerful searchlight, and finally found a relatively flat hillside.
He made a prayer gesture, then pushed the lever in his hand forward, and the airship slid down the hillside with a roar . Geralt held the railing tightly, and the iron rod, which was as thick as a baby's wrist, was slightly deformed by his pulling.
He felt like he was sitting on a small boat out to sea in huge waves, being tossed around so hard that he felt like vomiting out all the food he had eaten. The witcher gradually lost his sense of time.
The airship crashed into the hillside and began to slide, plowing out the dirt and leaving a startling scar in the snow.
"Puff", that was the sound of an airbag leaking.
The airship slowed down and finally stopped, and the pounding heart of the pilot trainee slowed down.
Another soul-stirring cry was heard in the wind, and the student who had just relaxed fainted instantly. It was the two-headed Chimaera that followed!
"Let's go out and deal with that beast."
There was ruthlessness in Geralt's tone. If the airship had not been chased by the Chimaera, the airship would not have chosen to make an emergency landing, and they would not have fallen into such a miserable situation.
Now that we have made an emergency landing in the Andes Mountains amidst the wind and snow, it is still unknown whether we can take off again. The cold night will claim the lives of many people.
"Well, don't be careless."
Yennefer responded and led the way to the door.
The two-headed Chimera would most likely continue to attack the airship. If the skin was severely damaged, the airship would have no hope of taking off, and they would also lose their hiding place from the wind and snow.
The two came to the door and found that it had been deformed and could not be opened in the normal way.
Geralt unlocked the door, cleared out the debris piled nearby, and kicked it out.
"Bang, bang"
The door was kicked open and the wind and snow rushed in violently.
The witcher jumped out first. He felt a shadow descending from the sky. Needless to say, it was the Chimaera that pounced down.
(End of this chapter)
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