Chapter 297 Brilliant Fireworks
A thick layer of dark clouds obscured the dim waning moon, and it seemed that the only thing left in the world was the howling wind.
It was a dark and windy night. If the airship had not already confirmed its direction of travel, the Rhine Diocese's air strike team might have returned empty-handed tonight.
Crown practiced his breathing technique, carefully feeling the rise and fall of his muscles.
The Savage Bone Breathing Technique has already reached the third level, and he can feel the difference in the breathing technique of this cultist tribe.
Different from the fire breath which exercises the qi and blood, the barbarian bone breathing method exercises the muscles and bones more.
If the fire breath transforms the qi and blood from the inside out, thus achieving the sublimation of one's own physical constitution, then the barbarian bone breathing method uses pressure to stimulate the bones and flesh, exercising from the outside in.
In some ways, the Savage Bone Breathing Method is similar to the Giant Bear Breathing Method, but it is much more advanced and the intensity of the training far exceeds that of the Giant Bear.
As the breathing method was activated, Crown's bones crackled like popping beans.
The power came from his feet. His spine stretched and curled like a big dragon. He could feel his bones being tightly compacted and his muscles becoming stronger and stronger. The alarm set by the hourglass echoed in his sea of consciousness. Clown finished practicing the breathing method, drank a bottle of holy water No. 2, and then began to visualize the golden light mantra to restore his physical strength and adjust his state.
The airships will be the main attack tonight, but the enemy's Chimera combat team should not be underestimated. If a large number of enemies come up, the small airships responsible for air combat will not be able to intercept them, and he will have to take action personally.
After his strength was fully restored, Crown felt the time: it was 2:30 in the morning.
He walked out of the room and came to the viewing area on the side.
Flanders and others were already standing here, whispering about something. Walking into the crowd, Crown looked through the window and saw only darkness.
He frowned slightly and asked:
"Are we still far from the enemy?"
The original plan was to launch the offensive at three in the morning, but now we can’t even see the location of the enemy’s base camp, so it may be too late.
"There is no problem with our direction of travel. The reason we didn't find the enemy camp was because of the gray fog."
It was Lannister who spoke up, pointing to his feet and explaining, "The fog is getting thicker, and the moonlight is blocked by the clouds, so we can't see the enemy's base.
Long-term exposure to the gray fog will pollute our spirituality, but those cultists are not afraid of the pollution of the gray fog. Maybe the gray fog is a part of their mutation."
It was a dark night, and you couldn’t see your hand in front of you.
Even though Crown has night vision, his field of vision is very limited.
There was silent darkness outside the window, as if a giant beast covering the sky and the earth was swallowing the world into its belly.
He simply closed his eyes and radiated his spiritual awareness.
The invisible light of the soul travels through the darkness, spreading downward with purpose.
When he felt that his spiritual perception had become a little fuzzy, he felt a hint of coolness.
It was like touching a ball of sticky liquid, and a slight sense of distortion actually spread to his body along with his spiritual sense.
He seemed to hear the sound of something being dragged on the snow, and the fluffy snow was squeezed, making a sound similar to "crunching".
It was like countless long-legged centipedes crawling densely across the sand, and the tiny grains of sand were moved, making a constant rustling sound.
It was like a whisper that was close at hand but vague and rootless, and a feeling of disgust rose in my heart.
A chill of consciousness enveloped his entire body, and Crown felt the tiny hairs on his arms stand up in response, as if something bad was about to happen, but his seventh sense did not sense any danger at all.
The warm life energy burst out from the heart, and all the cold and gloomy feelings disappeared at once. The undetectable twisted malice was like water droplets in a red-hot iron pot, which was evaporated in an instant.
The light of the soul bloomed with golden light in the invisible dimension, and the spreading malice retracted reflexively like a finger touching a flame.
'Strange, the spiritual sense should have touched the gray fog. Now it seems that the airship is flying a hundred meters above the gray fog.
Why didn't I notice the strangeness of the fog before? Is it because I have advanced to the fifth level and my perception is more acute? What kind of substance is the gray fog and where does it come from? Did it really appear with the advent of the evil god? But the evil god has not revived yet. If the gray fog is controlled by the evil god, then it doesn't make sense that the evil god is still sleeping after the gray fog has been released.'
For a moment, Crown's thoughts wandered and he thought a lot.
He had never expected to feel so many things from the gray fog that he had become accustomed to. Logically speaking, he was stronger now, and no matter how abnormal the gray fog was, it would not affect him.
Flanders exclaimed in surprise, "Huh?" and said:
"I just felt a flash of light before my eyes. Did you notice anything unusual?"
He leaned out, put his hand on his forehead close to the window glass, and observed the situation outside.
There was nothing to be found except the cold and silent darkness.
Lannister responded softly, "Me too. I felt a flash of light just now, but it felt like there was something between us, so it wasn't very real."
He didn't think it was an illusion. The fourth-level mental power had undergone a qualitative change compared to the third-level and was extremely sharp.
As a warlock, his spiritual perception should be the strongest among those present. Only the archbishop, who is a priest, can match him in spiritual perception.
The Silver Warlock did the same thing as Flanders and looked out the window.
"I felt something strange, but I didn't detect any light."
Cavendish said cautiously, he was a Crusader warrior, a knight-like profession, spiritual perception was not his strong point.
Clown didn't say anything. It should be the spiritual vision caused by the fact that he stimulated the life energy to burn the spreading malice.
Flanders didn't find anything, stood up straight, and said in a deep voice: "Stay alert."
Some unexpected things may appear, but the battle plan that has been prepared for many days will not be cancelled until the actual danger comes.
After a while, the time came to half past two, and the airships hovered in the air one after another and no longer moved forward.
Harry walked over quickly and said, "Archbishop, Your Excellencies, we have arrived near the cultists' camp. Please give us your instructions."
Flanders' tone became cold and murderous: "Turn on the searchlight and locate the enemy camp. All personnel should take protective measures and prepare to implement the air strike plan."
The plan was for the small airships to carry out the interception mission, while the large airships would line up and pour out ammunition.
The two-headed Chimera can release psychic shock type spells, and all personnel participating in the battle are equipped with two mind-clearing talismans.
This was purchased by the church from Clown, spending thousands of gold spirit coins, and this was even after the seller gave a big discount and sold it at half price.
In order to achieve greater results, the air strike force was armed to the teeth and took all unfavorable factors into consideration.
They planned unintentionally, but today they wanted to cripple this cult tribe as much as possible.
"Yes, sir," Harry received the instruction and hurried out.
The Spark Cube released its metallic essence, and Crown transformed into a bronze Iron Man.
The rose-gold wings spread open, and the clothes on the body were torn into pieces.
"I'll go out of the hatch. If any blind enemies come crashing in, I'll purify them."
The archbishop warned: "Be careful, it is most important to protect yourself."
Although he understood his companion's fighting qualities, he still couldn't help but remind him.
"Don't worry, I cherish life the most."
Crown quickly came to the cabin door and opened it. The howling cold wind immediately rushed into the cabin, and the crew member responsible for opening the door was blown all over the place.
He flew out unaffected, flapping his wings gently to follow the airship on its mission.
The airship serving as the command flagship began to climb. It did not directly participate in the battle. If the airship carrying the top leaders of the Rhine City Parish was shot down and forced to land in the enemy's camp, the consequences would be disastrous.
The airship's searchlight uses a special Fresnel lens that can project the light of the burning sacred fire.
Six thick cylindrical light sources pierced through the gray fog and swept downwards.
The gray fog twisted and tumbled, opening up a passage.
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A blazing white light shone upon a hint of red, and immediately an airship blew its whistle.
The enemy's searchlights froze, and the lights of all the airships converged. The airships arranged themselves into formation and slowly flew forward.
In the ammunition compartment, the second-level extraordinary people used machines to help hang the bombs on the launching rack.
Incendiary bombs and bombs as big as humans fell down like dumplings.
Huge flaming red lotuses bloomed on the earth, like gorgeous fireworks blooming in the sky.
The ground was paved with six flaming roads, like winding fire dragons, devouring everything in their path.
Suddenly, wailing sounds were heard from the cultists’ base.
Somla Kent is the chief witch doctor of the Kurud tribe and the spiritual leader of the tribe. He is responsible for the communication between the gods' followers and the tribe members.
A few days ago, Robert, the tribe's most powerful warrior, and two other silver warriors disappeared, casting a shadow over his heart.
In addition, one of the two Eye Demon followers died and the other was seriously injured, thirteen two-headed Chimeras and several bronze warriors were missing.
He had not expected that the tribe, which had already connected with the gods' followers and whose overall strength was growing at the speed of a volcanic eruption, had not yet taken up arms to retaliate against its mortal enemy, the Church of the Lord of Fire, but had suffered a huge blow in a short period of time.
The enemy had a giant 'whale' that soared in the sky, and a weapon that could attack from a very long distance, catching them off guard.
These days, he has been thinking about how to deal with it. He can no longer passively take the beating, but he still can't find a good solution.
In the icy and snowy conditions, the tribesmen have no ability to fly, and they cannot organize a team to retaliate against the enemy relying solely on a few Chimeras.
It was late at night and he was still awake, worrying about the future of the tribe.
When Somla heard the roar in the clouds, he felt uneasy. He walked out of the house and looked up at the sky.
When the white beam of light pierced through the darkness and hit the red light shield, the uneasiness in my heart was magnified.
As black objects fell from the sky and flames raged in the camp, Somla's face was distorted by anger. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Blow the horn and order all Silver Warriors to take off on Chimeras and snipe the enemy! Let the flying beasts carry kerosene and sprinkle it on the enemy's flying units. None of the enemies that come today can be spared!"
The tribe is not afraid of close combat, and the tribe's powerful warriors can use javelins to throw targets within a hundred meters.
But the current fighting method made him feel unfamiliar. If they could not take down the enemy's air units and conduct research on them, they would be suppressed even more.
Now, there are still forty-two Chimeras and six Silver Warriors in the camp. We must achieve results while we have sufficient manpower.
A majestic horn sounded, and Clown heard the mixed roars of goats and lions coming from the camp. He understood that the enemy's two-headed Chimaera had started up.
The lights of the Heart Purification Mantra and the Golden Body Protection lit up on his body one after another, and then he activated his fire breath, and the improved source armor was activated. The armor shining with bright golden and red light disappeared into the skin.
A thunderous wrath with blue light appeared in his right hand. He had already stacked up all the armor and was ready to start his hunting journey at any time.
Small airships spread out around the bombing formation, their onboard artillery and rapid-fire weapons roaring and blazing, sniping at the flying Chimeras.
More and more Chimeras gathered, and the small airships were unable to stop all the enemies. Some small airships were even fired upon by multiple Chimeras, and the magic circles on their skins were broken.
A small airship was blown into a fireball and fell to the ground. Soon, another small airship caught fire and exploded.
'It's time to do some work.'
The wings behind Crown flashed vigorously, and his body was like a golden meteor, crashing into the Chimera that continued to climb.
The large airship, fully loaded with bombs, was designed with two layers of skin because of its slow speed in order to deal with the attack of Chimera.
Although those people from the Rare Item Manufacturing Association did their best to protect themselves, the airship would not be able to hold out for long if it was targeted by concentrated fire.
He approached the Chimera, ignored the driver, and beheaded the Chimera with his sword.
Although those silver-ranked riders are excellent targets, killing Chimera will achieve better results.
The protagonist of today's attack is the airship unit, and its most core mission is to protect large airships.
Klauen released bullet time, freeing up most of his strength, like the god of death who was taking lives. Chimera could not withstand his attacks at all and was ruthlessly killed.
Somla, who was looking up at the battle on the ground, saw the Chimera falling continuously, and his eyes became a little dull.
What's going on? How could that guy with the golden wings be so brave? Killing Chimera is as easy as killing a pheasant! He saw clearly that Chimera's head was chopped off by a sword. It didn't even take a second to kill Chimera.
While Somla was stunned, two more Chimeras fell, and there were less than twenty Chimeras in the air.
"Quick, blow the retreat horn, the Chimera troops can't die anymore."
His heart was bleeding. This group of Chimeras had used up all the tribe's savings, and now more than half of them had been killed.
The horn sounded again, and the Chimera landed hastily. Crown did not pursue.
He noticed a flying beast taking off and rushing towards the airship, holding something in its claws.
Based on the principle of not letting the enemy get what they want, he put away his thunderous wrath and used his spirit to create a metal longbow.
His exceptional strength and stamina allow him to quickly draw his bow and shoot three arrows from one string.
Arrows were rained down like raindrops, never missing a target. Sometimes they could even hit two birds with one. Many birds were shot down before they even got close to the airship.
With Crown's current ability, killing a second-level extraordinary creature with a bow and arrow is as easy as taking something from a bag.
(End of this chapter)