Chapter 691 The Real Storm Generator
As soon as Yami finished speaking, the car suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
This news is too shocking from any perspective.
"The storm is chasing them? How is this possible?" Alvarez couldn't help but exclaimed.
"I don't know, but that's what they said."
Yami took a step forward and leaned against the window, staring at the huge tornado outside.
"And the direction of the storm has indeed changed. At first our train was not in the direction of the storm, but now it is right behind us."
Alvarez fell silent. Yami was right. No matter how much he didn't want to accept it, he couldn't change the reality that the storm was chasing them.
"Is there something on the airship? Why is it being chased by the storm?"
“I don’t know about that. They didn’t tell me.”
While the few people were discussing, Ignati had been silent, but at this moment, he suddenly stood up, as if he had finally made up his mind.
"Everyone, perhaps I have a way to resolve the storm, but I need your strength." After saying that, he turned and looked at the Crusaders in the carriage.
"Please help me contact your superiors and tell them that I might have a solution to the storm behind us!"
When these words came out, Yami and the others all gasped, their faces filled with disbelief.
"That's a storm. Can you withstand it?"
"The Silent Temple is so powerful?"
Extraordinary people are indeed very strong, far superior to ordinary people, but to most people they are just more powerful "people".
And fighting against the storm, this must be the authority of God, right?
Ignati smiled helplessly upon hearing this. "It's not that I or the Silent Temple are strong. It's mainly because I brought a set of storm generator modules with me on my trip to the North. That's why I need your help."
The Crusaders wasted no time and immediately reported Ignatius' words.
Ignatius was the Patriarch of the Holy Temple of Silence after all, so his words carried some weight, and it wasn't long before a response came.
Ignati's eyes suddenly fixed, and he tightened his grip on the Patriarch's scepter and looked towards a corner of the carriage.
A figure suddenly stood up from the shadows over there. At first, it looked as crude as a piece of paper, but after a moment, many more details appeared and the dull expression gradually became lively.
"Fire Moth," Ignati whispered, his tone somewhat complicated.
The Fire Moths have no grudge against the Silent Temple, but as the number one evil cult on the continent, the Fire Moths are also very famous.
Ignati subconsciously became alert.
"Hello, I'm Gaia." The figure greeted him without any pleasantries. She got straight to the point and asked, "How are you fighting the storm? What cooperation do you need?"
Ignati pointed with his hand, and several accompanying [Undertakens] came over carrying several huge boxes.
"This is the ritual rune module for the storm generator Castel recently developed. It can be put into use after simple assembly. Theoretically, it can control storms, but there are a few problems."
"First, we need a flat surface to lay the runes, at least six yards long and wide. Second, we need a lot of pollution as fuel, and I don't know if the car has enough."
"Well, there might not be enough space in the carriage. It's fine to lay it on the airship, but the crew cabin here is quite spacious. As for pollution."
Gaia gave a strange smile.
"Don't worry, the last thing we lack is pollution."
Ignati glanced out the window. The storm was howling, the train was speeding on the railway, and the airship above was also running at maximum power. The speeds of the two sides were not much different at the moment.
The train could actually go even faster, but the steam engine on the airship was overloaded and couldn't go any faster. Now both sides were moving forward synchronously, and the airship was dragging down the train.
No wonder Gaia is planning to use the airship to divert the storm.
"How do we get to the airship?"
Gaia frowned, weighed the box containing the rune module, pondered for a moment, and shook her head.
"I used my clone to get off the airship directly. Bringing people up was extremely difficult, so bringing a box like this is completely impossible."
The rune modules in those boxes are all made of thick iron plates. Maybe they will be improved to be lighter in the future, but they are still too bulky now.
"Then we can only lay it out inside the carriage, which might damage the carriage."
"Don't worry about it." Gaia said as the Crusaders began to dismantle the seats.
"That's good. Please send me some pollution. I need fuel here."
"How much will it take?"
“The more the merrier.”
"no problem!"
The [undertakers] also joined in removing the seats, and they were much more efficient.
These extraordinary people don't need to unscrew the screws. They just need to grab the seat and pull it hard, and the seat fixed to the ground will be pulled off completely, and the bolts can even be pulled into two pieces.
The Skitarii looked surprised.
You know, even the extraordinary people of the Fire Moth can't do this.
The physical strength of [Buried] is top-tier among the extraordinary people. They have neither any tracking and detection capabilities nor any strange means. They rely on simple and crude strength and can carry and fight.
Soon, the entire carriage was like it had been hit by a tornado. All the parts protruding from the ground were torn off, leaving it empty.
The [Undertakens] moved out the rune modules and then looked at Hunter and Yami beside them.
They have plenty of brute force, but things like splicing rune modules are a bit beyond their scope.
Yami and Hunter had no experience in splicing rune modules. They were not R&D personnel, but these rune modules came with instruction manuals.
After a quick glance at the instructions, Yami roughly understood the splicing method. After a brief explanation with Hunter, he immediately began to instruct the [Buried] to place the ritual rune module on the ground.
"This is the power source, surrounded by three link modules. Yes, that's the one with the parallel lines."
"Just align the edges. Oops, the ground here is uneven, a little... uh, you're really strong."
He moved all the way to the edge of the carriage, but found that there was still not enough space. Yami was thinking about what to do when he saw the [Undertaker] draw his sword.
squeak--
With a teeth-grinding sound, the long sword cut a long hole in the steel wall of the carriage.
When the Undertaker pulled back the sword, it was already chipped.
The priest threw the sword away carelessly and drew another one. Feeling the surprised gazes of others, he grinned:
"I got them from Castel. They say they opened a furnace specifically for forging longswords just for Galahad, but he couldn't use them all. These were forced upon us by the quartermaster."
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
