Chapter 68: Wind Spirit
On the map displayed on the main mission panel, the light spot belonging to the Wind Spirit has become clearly visible from faint, and is moving rapidly in Gu Nian's direction.
Gu Nian estimated the distance and found that the Spirit of Wind seemed to be in the typhoon storm in front of him?
Even from a distance, Gu Nian was terrified by the might of the typhoon. The sky was low, and a thunderstorm was brewing in the dark and heavy clouds. The wind was raging below, forming a huge wind roll that was visible to the naked eye.
"The Spirit of Wind has appeared?" Yue Jian asked.
"Yes. It seems to be in the storm in front of us, but I don't know exactly where it is." Gu Nian said.
Now that he had a rough target, Yue Jian's divination skills could be used. As a fortune teller, he was naturally more sensitive to spiritual energy. Yue Jian took out his pendulum, closed his eyes, and carefully felt the invisible spiritual fluctuations of the world.
After a long pause, he opened his eyes and said, "In the center of the storm."
This is not good news.
As they were talking, the typhoon had completely formed and was sweeping towards the city. Along the way, countless building debris, trees, and cars were swept directly into the sky. Now the survivors in the high-rise buildings no longer dared to stand outside the buildings, and they all went into the rooms to take shelter. The arrival of the typhoon also brought about a storm surge, and the originally calm sea water once again hit the city.
Is the Spirit of Wind in the center of such a terrible typhoon storm? Even though Gu Nian had prepared himself mentally before coming to Haicheng, he couldn't help but feel heavy-hearted at this moment.
But we can only give it a try.
"Let's fly into the storm first and find out what's going on." Gu Nian made a decision quickly.
She called Da Jin from the room, and Yue Jian also called out his Golden Feather Falcon from the room. Gu Nian took a deep breath, put down his goggles, climbed onto the saddle, and went to explore the eye of the storm with Yue Jian.
The two golden-winged falcons raised their necks, let out shrill cries, and flapped their wings violently, carrying the two of them into the storm!
As soon as he was in the air, Gu Nian could only feel the strong wind. He was blown all over the place in the air and had to lie on the back of the big golden eagle. As the king of the sky, the golden-winged falcon was as small as an ordinary bird in front of the great power of heaven and earth. It struggled to go against the wind. The big golden eagle struggled to move forward in the wind and waves, changing its shape quickly and urgently. Gu Nian felt that he was shaking much more violently than a roller coaster when he sat on the bird.
The two men and two birds narrowly entered the edge of the storm. The swirling wind and waves became more turbulent, and the terrifying thing was that a group of lightning had formed in the storm. Lightning struck one after another, and Da Jin dodged quickly, but the edges of his wings were burned and scorched.
Gu Nian was anxious. It was impossible to get into the center of the storm under such dense thunderstorms.
Suddenly, all the lightning was attracted in other directions.
Gu Nian looked through his goggles and saw Yue Jian actually draw out his sword. In the storm, his sword became a lightning rod. He was also holding a strange bell cage, which emitted a faint white light and covered him.
It was a protective spiritual device. It was probably an ancient artifact passed down from the Jing family.
Without thinking too much, Gu Nian knew that Yue Jian was creating opportunities for her, and he could not last a few minutes under such a dense thunderstorm.
Gu Nian pulled the reins and patted Da Jin's neck. Da Jin let out a loud cry and carried Gu Nian quickly towards the center of the storm.
The center of the storm was unexpectedly peaceful, perhaps the eye of the storm was calmer. Da Jin carried Gu Nian to higher altitudes, and Gu Nian finally saw the spiritual object in the center of the storm.
The wind spirit was a round ball in the shape of an eye, about half a meter in size, with a few pieces of stone armor floating next to it, covering the big eye, which seemed to be its protective layer. Gu Nian saw it through the gap in the stone armor, and it also saw Gu Nian, and then the eyeball under its eyelids spun around and began to spin at high speed.
The originally calm eye of the storm suddenly became turbulent. The surging wind and waves were far from comparable to before. Da Jin cried miserably in the wind, flapping its wings in vain. Without any power to struggle, it was quickly thrown out. Gu Nian only had time to hug Da Jin's neck tightly. The man and the bird were like a ball hit by a naughty boy, rolling in the center of the storm. When they reached the periphery, Gu Nian also saw Yue Jian, who was also thrown out. The two only saw each other from a distance, and then they were quickly thrown away by the wind and waves.
Da Jin was thrown all the way to the ground and was about to crash. No, it was about to fall like a bird. At this time, it reached the outskirts of the storm. Da Jin flapped its wings violently, broke free from the storm, and took off again.
Without the storm blocking them, Gu Nian guided Da Jin to fly to the hotel's observation deck and stopped. Gu Nian turned over and got off the saddle. When she stepped on flat ground again, she felt dizzy and staggered, like a sailor who had just disembarked.
Da Jin rubbed his big head against Gu Nian in grievance, and Gu Nian quickly opened his arms and hugged the coquettish big bird: "Additional meal tonight."
Da Jin then stopped with satisfaction.
Not long after, another golden-feathered falcon flew over, and Yuejian also arrived.
Gu Nian was stunned. After interacting with Yue Jian, she realized that this man was probably a bit obsessive-compulsive. He always dressed appropriately and looked calm and composed. But now he looked shabby. His long, smooth hair was blown up by lightning, his face was covered with black dust, and his clothes were torn.
Gu Nian quickly pursed her lips.
Yue Jian guessed a little bit when he saw her expression, but he didn't take it seriously. He just spread his hands, with a sense of self-abandonment.
Gu Nian couldn't hold back any longer and laughed out loud.
Yue Jian saw her laughing happily, and he also curled up his lips and chuckled. Gu Nian also understood that his current appearance was probably not much better than his.
"Have you found it?" Yue Jian asked him.
Gu Nian nodded: "I saw the appearance."
Yuejian finally felt relieved.
This time, as long as we confirm the existence of the Wind Spirit and have a preliminary understanding of it, we will have achieved our goal. What we need to do now is to consider how to capture the Wind Spirit based on its characteristics, and then look for opportunities again.
Gu Nian looked out again from the observation deck. Before she was thrown out of the eye of the storm, she managed to take another look at the Wind Spirit. The huge eyeball flew towards the sea with the stone armor and left the city. Now Gu Nian looked again and saw that the typhoon was leaving the city and returning to the sea. The tsunami calmed down.
At this time, the sea level has already swallowed up the height of the four-story building, but it has not risen any further. If the sea water recedes at this point, then this wave of disaster will be over, but will the sea water recede so smoothly?
Two days ago.
Ymir traveled through the cities for an unknown amount of time.
He has changed his appearance again, and now looks like an adult man. Before in Yangcheng, Lu Maoyan took care of everything for him, but now he is alone and displaced. How can he live the pampered life before?
Ymir's own energy is also used to protect the axis of the planet and prevent it from completely withering. Therefore, he can only use a small amount of energy, which is why he looks very embarrassed.
Fortunately, he finally went to Haicheng and found his fellow tribesmen.
Yul looked at Ymir with interest, raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh, so embarrassed?"
Ymir didn't like Yur. Yur was an outlier in his tribe. Ymir's tribe all abided by the rules and regulations, and they would pray devoutly in their limited material lives, believing that the mother planet was supreme. But Yur was different. He had never been devout since he was a child. Even though his behavior was never faultless, those doubts would still be revealed in his eyes.
Unlike Yule, Ymir is the most loyal believer of the mother planet. It is precisely because of this that Ymir has always looked down on Yule and even publicly criticized Yule in the past, saying that Yule is a failure of their race.
However, now Imir had to bow his head.
Yule was wearing the uniform of the Aquamarine people. He was not like Ymir at all, who immediately asked the Aquamarine servants to prepare the clothes of the home planet.
The believer Yur used to descend was an officer of high rank. He looked very comfortable, as if he had completely adapted to his identity as a Blue Water Starman. Seeing Ymir, he even smiled with gloating: "Oh, so embarrassed?"
Ymir said with a serious face: "You look like a completely blue-skinned person."
"Yes, you are right. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. This is a principle I learned on the Blue Water Planet. What's wrong with that?" Yur replied nonchalantly. He looked at Ymir mockingly: "What about you? What do you want to do?"
He looked at Ymir with interest: "How is the cultivation of the Planet Axis going?"
Ymir felt his face flush. But he still took the Planet Axis out of his bag, put it on the table, and said, "The roots of the Planet Axis have been damaged, and the cultivation process has been interrupted. According to the laws of the mother planet, I have failed my duty as a guardian. Now the Planet Axis will be passed to you."
Yur looked at the axis of the planet. Although the roots that absorbed energy had been destroyed, the axis of the planet itself was still intact and full of energy. It seemed that Ymir had been using his own energy to nourish the axis of the planet.
No wonder Ymir is so haggard.
Yule took the planet axis.
Ymir understood that he had completed the task handover. He nodded and was about to leave, but was stopped by Yur.
"You are very weak now. It's better for you to be eaten by me." Yur narrowed his eyes. At this time, all the smile on his face disappeared. He looked like a cold and poisonous snake, looking at Ymir grimly.
Their clan exists in the form of spirits, and high-level spirits often devour low-level spirits as food. Most of Ymir's spiritual energy is supplied to the axis of the planet. Now he is as fragile as a larva, and Yur can easily devour him.
Ymir said: "Yes, according to the law, as a loser, I should be absorbed by you, and you will become stronger, so the probability of your mission success will be higher."
As soon as he said this, Yul suddenly lost interest. Ymir was always so methodical and did everything according to the rules. Seeing Ymir so lost in front of him made him feel better than absorbing him. Yul said viciously: "No, I won't absorb you. You leave by yourself and watch me complete the task you failed. Then you will know who is the failure."
Ymir stiffly moved away from where Yul was.
He came out of the city again, but felt that he had nowhere to go. Without the protection of the planet's axis, he became weaker and weaker, and his spirit began to become unstable.
The dizziness and blows from the past few days made him feel dizzy, and he finally fell into a dark alley and fainted completely.
Passersby maliciously stabbed him and stole his belongings.
Imir smiled bitterly. He couldn't even beat an ordinary Blue Water Star person. However, his current body was the body of a Blue Water Star person he forcibly seized. He died in the hands of a Blue Water Star person. It was also a tit-for-tat.
Unconsciously, I have also learned many of the sayings of the people of the Blue Water Planet. Is this what it means to adapt to local customs? Perhaps my spirit has also been infected by Yule.
Ymir covered his mouth with blood and slumped down beside a sewage ditch. His spirit was dissipating and death was approaching.
He had completely failed the expectations of his home planet, and failed in the important task of cultivating the planet's axis and plundering the energy of the Blue Water Planet. Now his death could be considered an apology.
But for some reason, Ymir didn't want to die at all. Perhaps he had really been influenced by the Blue Water Star people. He longed to live, was afraid of death, and afraid of eternal silence. The desire to live became stronger and stronger.
He needed to replenish his energy, and he smelled a delicious aroma coming from the noodle shop next door.
Ymir walked in blankly.
He looked inconspicuous among the diners and found a quiet place in the corner to sit.
"What do you want? A bowl of noodles?" The boss was a female from the Blue Water Star.
Ymir nodded.
Soon, a bowl of steaming hot noodles was served. The fresh aroma of the bone soup penetrated into my nose, and the noodles lay in the clear soup, with a spoonful of red oil and a few chopped green onions floating on top.
Ymir picked up the chopsticks and started eating the noodles bite by bite.
My stomach felt warm, and my desire to survive became stronger.
Soon, one bowl of noodles was finished, and Imir ordered another bowl. After finishing three bowls of noodles in one breath, he felt the energy pouring in again. His spiritual body was barely stabilized, and his powerful recovery ability began to work.
Needing more food, Ymir ordered a fourth bowl of noodles.
The female boss folded her arms and looked at him, saying, "You can have noodles. Pay for the first three bowls first."
"No money." Imir said frankly.
The female boss looked at him in disbelief. But now Imir was no more than a homeless person, penniless and shabby. She put her hand on her forehead, realizing in despair that she would not get her money back.
"Go to the kitchen and wash the dishes. Do you know how expensive food is now? You'll have to wash dishes in the kitchen for a month for these three bowls of noodles! In exchange, I can buy you meals." The woman crossed her arms and said unhappily.
Ymir agreed. "Okay." His only sense of shame prevented him from defaulting on his debt.
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