The Dean Has Arrived Chapter 480: crossing the wind vent (top)

Xilu Xinfengkou, commonly known as the air vent, is located at the top of the Westland Cliff, and it blows with terrifying storms that can easily sweep away an entire castle all year round.

The strong wind from the inland will be mixed with a large amount of sand and gravel soil. It will blow down from the cliffs of the Westland and turn into a dust storm in the Venetian silt basin. Eastern seashore.

It is precisely for this reason that the area of ​​the eastern seashore has been expanding outward—in fact, according to relatively reliable historical records, the great migration of humans ended and when they settled on the eastern plains, modern times established several prosperous buildings. The seaside sandbar of the capital does not exist at all...

Regardless of how this peculiar terrain is produced, in short, the wind outlet and the desert in the southeast are one of the few roads that lead to the middle earth in the eastern plain. If you want to go to the birthplace of ancient humans, you must pass through these two places.

Of course, if you are courageous enough and you are not afraid of trouble, you can also go to the ancient forest of elves or the northern hills of the orcs-although it seems even more unreliable there.

It's just that even the great magician, facing the constant storm, and the sand and gravel in the storm, which is similar to the shotgun in power because of the kinetic energy bonus, will feel a headache from the bottom of the heart.

Although there was a magician who wanted to get through the cliff of Westland before, because of the play off, he created a wind den that is always creating tornadoes on the ground...

After the tornado almost wiped out the surrounding towns, the bear kid magicians had to pay far more labor and funds than digging a hole to refill the hole.

After that, no magician became interested in the troublesome and worthless place of the air outlet.

Where you are free to grind. It's more interesting to shrink to the mage tower to study new magic or travel around to spread your beliefs...

"So, let me ask again, do you really want to go to the outlet with me?"

Sitting behind the Swift Falcon, Xiwei yelled at the two girls behind him, trying to keep her voice from being overwhelmed by the howling wind.

"Of course! Because it looks interesting!"

The pure white sage Elilia who has returned to the size of a normal girl lay on the back of the dream dragon that seemed to be trembling from the sound of the wind, giggling enthusiastically and replied loudly.

He is so energetic that he doesn't look like a saint at all.

"My task is to protect the Lady Saint...you can understand, Mr. Adric."

Sitting steadily on the saddle of her magical creature Pegasus, Saint Silver Sword Ji Fu Lei replied to Xi Wei in her usual calm tone.

It is said that after Sophia and Saran went back to Adrica College, the lady of the saint Elilia, who had been idle long enough to grow mushrooms, clamored, "Next it is my turn!" "Such words just made Sivi over there use the magic of the gap. Passed her and her entourage, Frei.

"So. Can you not think of adventure as travel..."

Sylvie sighed, always feeling as if she had two troublesome guys.

"Is there any difference between travel and adventure?" Elilia asked immediately.

Xiwei thought about it, and suddenly felt that for him now, the two seem to be really not much different...

"Anyway. The air vent is very dangerous. How about waiting for me to pass the air vent and then pick you up?"

In the end he compromised and suggested.

"Hey? But if you evade as soon as you encounter such an excitement. Wouldn't it be no fun to travel?"

A certain saint showed a stinky face that would destroy the faith of the believers in the pure white church, and complained reluctantly.

"So I was adventurous rather than traveling!"

Xiwei retorted immediately.

"Why don't you two take a step back."

Frey, who has been a peacemaker at this time, persuaded: "As a great magician who can disrupt the entire Holy See, Mr. Adric, you must have the ability to protect Lord Eliria from the wind. Right?"

"Huh..." Xiwei acquiesced.

"In that case. If you think it's okay, let Master Elilia follow. Once something goes wrong, I will immediately cover the Lord's retreat."

Frei continued.

Sevi muttered something reluctantly, but was immediately covered up by the wind.

Seeing that he had no objection, Elilia grinned happily and laughed like a little girl.

The figure of three flying creatures crossed the terraced stairs of the Westland Cliff and flew towards the vent. The more you go up, the steeper the cliff is, and the impact of the storm has become more intense. stand up.

The most obvious thing is that the feathers that have finally grown on the Swift Tassel under the seat of Sivi began to be blown off the ground again because of the strong wind.

"Gah..." It reluctantly glanced at the feathers that were thrown behind me in no time, and the cry sounded full of sadness and fatigue.

Syvie patted its head and said comfortingly.

"Actually, I have also issued a formula for a pharmacy for graduate students recently."

"Hey?"

"Theoretically, that thing of Warcraft can also be used."

"Hey?!"

"I will give you a bottle first after the development is successful."

"Quack!!!"

The Swift Falcon Black Bean seems to have a raging fire in its eyes. It spreads its wings and flutters a few combatively, just like a piano master controls the piano, handily controlling the turbulent air currents. While the feathers were flying, it turned into a vague black shadow, and rushed towards the tuyere that ordinary birds of prey were trembling!

"Hey, Frey..." Elilia stared at the figure speeding up in vain, and asked the girl riding the phantom pegasus beside her: "I just heard that it doesn't look like a bird at all. What sounds can the class make?"

"It's normal, if I remember correctly~IndoMTL.com~As a subspecies of Falcon, it is said that there is a certain degree of Falcon pedigree, and Falcon is a distant relative of reptiles..."

Fu Lei is also the holy silver sword girl soaking in the library (although most of the time is reading romance novels), she has a good idea about the origin of the Swift Falcon.

"Also, the potion that Adric said...is it the one made in the blending workshop before?"

Irelia continued to ask.

"If you are not mistaken, it should be that." Frey nodded.

"But... after the drug, the person who tested the drug, didn't the hair grow like kelp?"

"..."

"..."

At this moment, both girls began to mourn the future fate of the big bird. (To be continued...)

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