Light Spirit Epic Chapter 924: Lost in Tianyuan (27)
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The people who were still screaming and exclaimed. At this time, they have fallen into silence.
They prayed secretly in their hearts. They hoped for a miracle -- and only a miracle could save them. Otherwise, they could only watch themselves and their gliders crashing down on the cliff. They turned into a blur. Unclear flesh.
Only thirty yards from the cliff. Hopeless.
Bedivere simply closed his eyes. He concentrated on electricity. His whole body was as heavy as lead. His strength was quickly drained by his left arm. It was converted into electricity in an inefficient way. And this is the werewolf at this moment. The only power I can rely on. A small power.
Only ten yards away from the cliff. The future is dark. The cliff in front of you is like an impenetrable wall. It blocks the way of everyone. Scornfully mocks everyone for their ignorance. And intends to take them away in the next moment. life.
It's dead. The werewolf is so tired that he's almost unconscious. His remaining stamina is almost drained. Not to mention increasing the power. Even if you want to maintain the current power output, it is extremely difficult.
(I don't want to die.)
(How can it end in such a place.)
(Who will come---)
(Save us..)
Boom...------a terrifying gale. Blowing out from the bottom of the valley. Hit the bottom of the glider.
And this timely updraft lifted the glider that almost hit the cliff in an instant. It saved everyone on board.
This is a miracle. It came unexpectedly. It was extremely timely. It was like a helping hand from the gods. When people needed help most, they pulled a hand.
Strong airflow is a manifestation of the force of nature. It is far more powerful than any man-made force. It blows this little boat that almost hits a cliff into the air. It's as easy as a gust of wind blowing a small leaf.
Suddenly swept up by the gust of wind. Two parachutes inflated to unprecedented levels. They worked their last breaths at the breaking point. Pulling the glider's hull up.
The glider raised about ten yards. It brushed past the cliff in front of it. It made a screeching noise. Then it flew higher under the influence of inertia. It continued to glide towards its destination.
"Hmm.." Bedivere also felt the gust of wind. Knowing that the ship didn't hit the cliff. He opened his eyes in ecstasy. He cheered hysterically: "Woohoo------------- -."
It's like a wolf howling in a moonlit night. It's full of primitive wildness.
"Meow ha ha ha ha ha.""Wow ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.""Yo ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.""Yo ha ha ha hahaha." The people on the boat also cheered. Like a group of fools who have never seen the world .to make a fuss for a little favor of nature.
This can't be blamed on them. This group of young people with vigor and vitality has just crossed the gate of hell. They are very excited in the excitement of high-speed speeding. I am afraid this is the restlessness of youth.
The oncoming wind was cool and refreshing. It was refreshing. Chanel fiddled with her beautiful golden hair. While enjoying the breeze, she sincerely praised: "Well done. Mr. Bedivere. You are How to predict the updraft just now."
"I didn't predict it." The werewolf replied shyly: "Everything is a coincidence. We had a good luck. That's all."
It's half true. The other half comes from Bedivere's unintentional modesty.
It's no accident. A hot noon on the East African plateau. The land is exposed to the sun. The heated air is lost upwards. The cooler air in the valleys is replenished. This frantic updraft is formed.
And this kind of "air flow is coming" information. Through the weak flow of air between the mountains and fields, it is transformed into olfactory information. It is conveyed to the very sensitive puppy nose of the werewolf.
He smelled the herbs -- something that shouldn't have been on the snowy peaks. The smell of earth from the bottom of the valley.
And that's the only basis for Bedivere's vague feeling that they'll make it through this ordeal -- from the moment they first flew off the snowy ridge. He knew it.
There is no unreasonable belief in the world. People's so-called "sixth sense". "Intuition". It is just a combination of countless seemingly insignificant information. The result obtained by speculation.
This process of speculation may not even be understood by the speculator himself. Everything is automatically calculated deep in the subconscious mind. The user only gets the final conclusion. And it is a direct and powerful conclusion.
This is [True Seeing]. A technique that has never been recognized by academia. But it does exist. It is also one of the best techniques of a certain knight king.
Anyway. The three-day ordeal journey of Bedivere and his party has finally come to an end. In front of them is Mount Kilimanjaro. And in less than a minute, they will reach the foot of the mountain.
Or rather...it will hit the flat ground at the foot of the mountain covered with low shrubs.
"Slow down. Slow down. Slow down." Bedivere felt that the situation was not good. He hurriedly urged Elaine, who was pulling the boat at the forefront, to slow down.
"How. How to reduce." Bai Longren asked depressedly. The mountainside in front of them was getting closer and closer.
Bang..the glider fell on the final landing step. The group fell from the boat. The fall was very embarrassing.
A group of knights dozens of yards away heard a loud crash on the mountainside. They all rushed to check.
"Wow. You are so late." Kay, the Knight of the Round Table, sneered. He looked at the falling crowd. He gestured with one hand on some kind of electronic notepad. It seemed to be recording something.
"And dressed like this. Huhu---" Kay looked at Bediveville and the other ragged candidates. He wrote a few lines on the notepad.
"Ow." Bedivere was planting a headed onion in a low and dense bush. He finally wiggled his **** and climbed out. He didn't have time to pay attention to Kai's sarcasm. Rubbing his sore waist, he asked: "We're not too late."
Cador on the side came up and said in an icy tone: "I'm not late. It's barely a pass. But you are the last batch of candidates to arrive. Come so late. It will affect the score."
"Uh---" The werewolf was stabbed all over his body. The leaves stuck to his face were shaken to the ground: "This exam is still graded."
"Of course it's a grading system. Otherwise, do you think you can become a knight of the round table just by passing the grade?" Kai laughed more slyly: "However. I'm sorry for the grading standard. You just try to figure out your own scores. How far behind people are. Hehe."
He turned to look at the magic swordsman Solar. At that time, Solar had just climbed up from the ground. He was covered in dust. How embarrassed and embarrassed.
"Solar." Kai's face had a happy and miserable smile on his face: "Isn't this a top student who almost passed the grade in previous years. He actually followed this group of crane tails. Climbing on the edge of the list. What do you think?"
"No. My lord." Solar replied humbly and briefly, "I'll keep trying."
"And the **** cat didn't come——" Kai looked around again. Seeing that Palamidis was left behind, he set his eyes on the two sons of the Panther Warriors: "It's a pity Well. Your dad is about to fall off the list. Let me see--one minute left."
Kay raised his left arm. He focused on his watch. It was exactly twelve o'clock noon. There were the last forty-five seconds left. The second hand was twitching. Announcing the defeat of the leopard warriors.
The last thirty seconds. Not a single shadow was seen in the sky. Not to mention the ground. Palamidis should not be able to catch up.
"Dad Meow..." Zephyr and Seglade were full of guilt and disappointment. They looked at the sky behind them.
The last twenty seconds. It should be said. Even if Palamidis runs at full speed with supersonic speed, he will never catch up.
The werewolf Bedivere also sighed: "Just hope Palamidis is doing well. We will miss him."
"He was a great father." Chanel also whispered: "It's a pity to die so young."
The last ten seconds.
"Dad, Meow." Saifer also sighed in a low voice: "We will inherit your legacy. We will strive to become the Meow of the Knights of the Round Table."
The last five seconds. Kai opened his mouth. Prepare to pronounce the end of this exam.
"We will always love you. Dad meow. Please bless us meow in heaven."
Three seconds------
"Don't just kill people. You bastards." Palamides roared angrily. From the sky.
"Palami." Bedivere saw the leopard warriors rushing down from the clouds. He was surprised and delighted. And the big cat was jumping from the back of the black and golden eagle. towards the ground.
At the last second, Kay was still thinking of various reasons for failing Palamidis. For example. "The foot did not land on the ground of Kilimanjaro in time".
Pa Da. The big cat's feet touched the ground of Mount Kilimanjaro. Arrived safely. In this way. Under the management. Leopard warriors are considered passable.
"Hehe. Time counts so well." Kay's trick didn't work. He had to put away his watch helplessly." But it still doesn't change the result that you are the last one. Sir Palamidis at the end of the crane."
"Do what you like." The big cat doesn't care. "The exam is still growing. The grades and so on. I will catch up later."
"Palami---" Bedivere happily leaned forward. He looked at the big cat that was covered in injuries. He also looked at the black and golden eagle that was more seriously injured and dripping with blood: "How did you... uh (the werewolf couldn't believe what he had to say). Tamed that eagle..."
"It's a little secret." The leopard warrior smiled mysteriously. He waved to the eagle: "Let's go. Horus. I'll call you when I need it."
The eagle glared at Palamides. However, it seemed to be afraid of something from the leopard warriors. It immediately lowered its head and recognized it. It plucked a golden feather from its body and gave it to the big cat. A token of the contract.
After the incident, the black golden eagle doesn't care about the scars on his body at all. He proudly holds his head high. He spreads his wings and walks away.
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