Chapter 382 Sky City

These natives of Faerûn once felt the so-called push-back feeling while riding horses and fish.

Today they are blessed, and feel the acceleration of gravity for the first time in their lives.

The spire of the lighthouse is a pointed disc with a hard glass ring wall.When ascending to the sky, the passengers can clearly see the distant sea horizon that is gradually sinking, the earth is moving away, and the azure sky is so clear that it makes one's heart jump, as if falling into a pure blue realm where nothing exists.

The red light in the cabin kept flashing, and the frequency was rapid.Every once in a while, the clear and fast voice of Tiefling girl will be heard on the radio, and she broadcasts calmly and calmly: "Passengers, please don't take off your seat belts. There will be turbulence during the ascent. Panic. Current altitude five thousand feet... ten thousand feet..."

The main structure of the spire rocket trembled slightly in the jet of magic energy, as if it might disintegrate at any time, but in fact it was of course rock solid. But this little bit of slight shaking has a huge psychological impact on the passengers. It's like someone pushing the back unexpectedly on the edge of a cliff, and a life-threatening stimulation rushes from the tail vertebrae straight into the cerebral cortex.

The capable passengers were screaming loudly, and even the dignified and self-possessed paladin couldn't help but hiss and inhale, veins bulging in the palms of his hands holding the armrests. The priest's eyes widened and he chanted the holy name. He knew how to deal with a rapid fall - using the feather fall spell, but how to deal with a rapid rise - it seemed that there was no accurately corresponding arcane or divine spell, so he couldn't use time pause, right? They don't have the ability either.

"Calm down...Maybe there will be an explosion at that time, use the shield, then use the feather fall technique, yes, this will definitely work...If someone is blown to pieces, put them together and use the resurrection technique... Tyr bless you, the people of the earth will not die in the sky." A priest muttered, while the faces of several young people beside him turned pale.

Some of the representatives of the three ocean races rolled their eyes. They were good-looking amphibians, running into the sky and blowing bubbles like the ancestors of fish out of water.The other two forced a sarcasm, but their faces were also indigo, and they kept their mouths shut.

Over time, the speed of the rocket leveled off, and the acceleration slowed down, so the passengers were no longer out of breath.

The red light turned to a peaceful orange light, and the ship's body occasionally trembled. Only then did the shocked people have the time to look out the window.

At some point, they could see the boundless sea of ​​clouds.

Doric announced: "Twenty thousand feet."

Qim looked around, and all his fellow travelers were either monsters or ghosts, or they were stern, and there were only a few real companions. He forced a smile and said loudly: "I am honored to be with you all, uh, to witness this journey together."

As soon as these words came out, even the coldest fishman from Warsaw smiled a stiff smile that was three parts kind and one part fierce.

Pastor Tire pointed at the bulging shadow on the northern horizon. The land was still very flat, with just a slight curvature. Standing high and seeing far, what he said was true.

He said: "Look there, it looks like the spine of the world."

The Spine of the World is a towering mountain range in northern Faerûn that blocks the cold winds from the Far North Ice Sea from traveling south.

"have you been there?"

"No, but I heard about the Spine of the World from the story of Dark Ranger Drizzt. But now I see it with my own eyes, don't I?" the priest smiled.

There was a short period of constant speed during the rocket flight, and everyone was enjoying the high-altitude scenery without extra thoughts in mind.

Livia could feel everyone's relaxed heartstrings, so she took the initiative to say hello to the ocean race.

She was curious as to why these guys gathered under the lighthouse.

The sahuagin leader's face was appallingly ugly, but his expression revealed an unexpected serenity, his dark eyes stared at Livia for a while, and he laughed softly: "Weak land people, you don't know how lucky you are. You don't know our sacrifice. It's for..."

The Mermaid General and the Naga Warlord suddenly snorted coldly, then clutched the amulets in their hands and prayed silently.

The murloc leader kept silent.

The jealous paladin withdrew his gentle gaze from looking at the scenery, and cut through the Naga and the Sahuagin like a knife.

"Don't act rashly, surface people." The relatively kind mermaid general shook his head at him, "It's not worth it."

The atmosphere had a faint smell of gunpowder.

Doric's voice always comes unhurriedly: "Fifty thousand feet... sixty thousand feet, start to slow down. Passengers please hold on to the handrails and do not unfasten your seat belts."

The rocket's power slowed down, its speed decreased, and the passengers suddenly felt dizzy. The unicorn's butt was an inch from the seat. It turned its head and nibbled at a head of Simon's curly hair with its broad teeth.

"Don't! Good horse, don't—"

The unicorn took a bunch of hair off in its mouth, causing Simon to burst into tears from the pain. The big animal chewed silently, and the horn on its head flickered slightly.

Andre held his sister's hand tightly, and whispered in her ear: "This iron box is going to Floating Void City, right? Do you know anyone there? For example, members of the local guard or something, later If those guys want to do something, we will create opportunities for you, and you have to escape immediately for help, okay?"

The sorceress nodded and shook her head.

"Don't worry too much, brother. Nothing will happen to me until I fulfill my fate."

"Is it too late for you to correct yourself now?" Andre smiled bitterly.

"I have never embarked on an evil path. How can I correct myself?"

Doric's radio voice: "Sixty-five thousand feet... seventy thousand feet... is about to enter Delinriel, and there is a turbulent air flow ahead."

The rocket penetrated a large cloud of deep clouds in the upper troposphere.

The wind was strong, lightning flashed and thundered in the clouds, the rushing air elements roared with terrifying cries, and the wind wall tore at the atmosphere like a millstone. The running and crawling electric branches are like the purple whip of Talos, the god of storm, lashing the world. Thunder and lightning flashed outside the window, the strong light overwhelmed everyone's vision, and the roaring vibrations made them deaf.

The hearts of the passengers were lifted high.

Whenever a violent hurricane rolls around, whenever a bolt of thunder falls, they don't think they can survive.

However, the steel box remains stable.

The rocket rose proudly in the storm and thunder, and rose desperately.The passengers earnestly prayed that it would not stop its progress.

Rumble--Rumble--

At a certain moment, the thunder dissipated and the storm subsided. The rocket passed through a terrifying barrier, broke through the clouds, and leaped above a milky white ocean.

It was a sense of rebirth like going through hell and arriving in heaven.

Emerald Drinriel is close at hand.

It is an emerald inlaid in the sea of ​​clouds.

The passengers gasped and looked at the world outside the window, unable to believe their eyes. The floating city is right in front of you, you can definitely see it, and the vegetation and rivers on the island are clearly visible, almost like a lost paradise forgotten by God.

"I'm not dreaming..." Bordon spoke out for everyone.

The rocket exhausted its last strength, reached the highest point of kinetic energy conversion, and stopped in mid-air.Afterwards, the pointed hat on the top swelled open, and the cold steel was transformed into a bright red canvas, forming a beautiful hot air balloon, which pulled the disc-shaped cabin and floated to the southern port apron of Delinriel Island.

Eight thin and long steel legs sprouted from the base of the cabin and stood firmly. The hot air balloon fell like a piece of red cloth, completely covering the cabin.

Doric Broadcasting said happily: "Dang Dang! This flight from Baojianhai to Delinriel has arrived. Thank you for your cooperation. Please disembark in an orderly manner."

Passengers walked down the cabin door steps that were opened on the floor, and stood firmly on the ground, as if they were sleepwalking.

Doric, the tiefling girl, led the kobold welcome team, standing on the edge of the tarmac and waving.The passengers didn't know her, but the girl was an old acquaintance from the moment she spoke.

"Welcome, travelers. You are the first passengers of the lighthouse rocket. No one died in an accident, right?"

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions became subtle.

The sahuagin leader looked around, let out a soft intake of breath, and then suddenly took out his dagger.

"What are you doing?!" the paladin yelled and drew his sword, all eyes turned to the vicious murloc leader.

The dagger flashed coldly.

呲——

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the leader of the sahuagin pierced his chest, bleeding like a waterfall.

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