The red moon on the simple bronze mirror engraved with stars and the red moon shines with crimson light. In the cracked mirror, a red moon emerges, which is the same as the red moon among the dark clouds in the sky, and is as bright as blood.
But what emitted from the simple bronze mirror was not the crimson moonlight, but a blood-colored light beam, which hit the boat flying in the air covered with white feathers stained with yellow oil.
"Wow!" A baby cried, and countless white feathers with yellow oil stains were scattered everywhere. The scattered feathers were then dyed with a touch of blood, as if they were alive, like snakes, swimming quickly in the air, towards
Fly away in the boat.
The base of the activated feather has a crack, and inside are rows of fine teeth, making a sound similar to a baby's cry. The barbules on both sides of the feather shaft quickly tangle together, forming seven or eight pairs of tentacle-like tentacles covered with down.
Its paws were struggling to kick the air, and like a cub asking for its mother's milk, it swam desperately toward the boat.
Countless babies cried in the air, and the boat was like a mother animal that was attached to its cubs but had to leave. Sometimes it avoided the pursuit of the activated feathers, and sometimes it came closer and let some feathers return to the hull.
The cracked hole at the base of each feather that returned to the hull only bit the hull. Rows of fine teeth kept gnawing at the hull, and the boat also made a soft sound like a mother comforting her baby.
A soft, harsh sound of comfort.
On the inner wall of the cabin, many engraved feathered serpents were wandering around on the inner wall. The eyes burning with pale flames were no longer staring at the snake-shaped candle, but five people wearing black robes, hoods and masks.
The five people in the boat were still sitting there cross-legged around the small round table, lowering their heads slightly, and their body postures did not change with the boat. On the round table, half of the huge black and green scales had been burned, and half of the white feathers stained with yellow oil had also been burned.
coking.
On the curled and coiled snake-shaped candle, the tiny scales and fluff are growing rapidly. As the scales and fluff cover the whole body of the snake-shaped candle, the snake-shaped candle seems to come alive and become a small feathered snake.
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The tail of this small feathered snake was firmly attached to the round table, its upper body stood upright in a warning posture, and its pale eyes stared at the feathered snake roaming freely on the inner wall of the cabin.
The sounds of gnawing became louder and louder, and the harsh sounds of babies crying came in, as well as the harsh sounds of boats. The feathered snakes swimming on the inner wall became more and more aggressive, and some even poked their heads out of the inner wall.
, trying to bite the five people in the cabin.
To the northeast of the round table, a man in black robe holding a pair of strange dentures in his hand sighed, his voice was old. One of the crystal-clear dentures in his hand turned black, and most of it disappeared, leaving only half of it.
Jet black teeth.
The feathered snake that poked out of the inner wall just opened its mouth and bit the neck of a man in black robes. The already activated small feathered snake opened its small mouth and sprayed out pale flames to bite the feathered snake that stuck out its head.
Burned to ashes.
A faint crimson color came through, and those activated feathers had bitten the ship.
The man who was carrying a round shield near the big tree and holding a simple bronze mirror dropped the bronze mirror on the ground. The bronze mirror "crackled" and shattered on the ground. The man reached for the round shield behind his back and took one from the man on the side.
It is a slender rapier with a gorgeous shape, a small handle and a rose pattern on it.
The man rubbed the rapier in his hand against the buckler. Both the rapier and the buckler shone with a faint light like the morning sun, and then rushed towards the boat floating in the air. Two of the four people behind him followed him, and the other two
One rushed towards the Tasok River.
When the two people who rushed to the river were still a few meters away from the river bank, a ball of water suddenly exploded in the river, and a voice covered in silver-white metal armor jumped out of the river and landed heavily on the river bank.
The armored man pointed at himself and said solemnly:
"Ghosts and ghosts are prohibited here."
A cry full of anger and despair rang out from him, causing the two people who rushed over to shiver.
"Colonel..."
The armored man looked at the guy who was speaking, his cold gaze getting even colder through the holes in his helmet. He turned to look at the boat, which was mostly broken and still swimming in mid-air.
The five people clearly visible on the boat were still sitting cross-legged around the round table, and all the activated feathers that had gotten in were burned to ashes by the pale flames spewed by the small feathered serpent.
Looking at the feathered monster eating the remaining hull, a trace of doubt flashed in the armored man's eyes, and then he strode towards the boat.
"Leave." As soon as his majestic voice sounded, the two men with the round shield and bayonet immediately stopped and moved closer to the man in armor. The man with the round shield and bayonet was just stunned and continued to rush towards the boat.
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A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the armored man. After taking a few steps again, he pushed his palm flat and announced in ancient Hermes:
"Flights are prohibited here."
The dark, incomplete spaceship lost its ability to fly and fell vertically.
The man who had arrived directly under the boat once again rubbed the bayonet and the buckler, and the light of dawn once again shone on the buckler and the bayonet. He bent his left arm and let the buckler protect his head. He squatted down slightly and held the sword in his right hand.
He held his stabbing sword and stabbed diagonally upward toward the bottom of the plummeting ship.
In the boat, the five people who had lost the top of the boat stretched out a hand and pressed down on the round table in front of them. The small feathered snake with its tail firmly attached to the round table immediately grew a bit bigger, with huge black and green scales and stained
The white feathers stained with yellow oil instantly burned into a pile of powder.
The five people wearing black robes, hoods and masks were all supported by invisible spirits. The moment the sword penetrated the bottom of the ship, they floated up out of thin air, but were suppressed by an invisible force and only stayed there.
Not far away.
The rapier pierced the bottom of the boat, but the bottom of the boat still hit the buckler heavily, burying the man in a pile of broken planks.
The armored man pushed it out with one palm and solemnly declared in ancient Hermetic language:
"Ghosts and ghosts are forbidden here."
The five people on the opposite side immediately felt that most of the spirits following them had dissipated. A man in black robe holding a pair of strange dentures stood in front of them, and an old voice sounded:
"Are you from MI9 or the Embassy of Intis?" He spoke in Loen, and his accent was quite standard.
The armored man looked at the five people opposite and said nothing. He could speak Loen, but he was afraid that the guy opposite would hear that his accent had a hint of Intis. More importantly, the group of people opposite who were suspected of being from the Spiritual Cult
How do people know that they are from the Embassy of Intis?
Seeing that the armored man did not speak, the leader of the black-robed man chuckled and said:
"Haha, it seems that you are from the Embassy of Intis. I think there is a misunderstanding between us." His laughter was extremely unpleasant, like the cawing of a crow, hoarse and harsh.