Hitzfeld took a deep breath, looked at the woman singing on the ground, and kept telling himself that she was a fool.
She doesn't even believe the clues right in front of her and thinks the school of prophecy is a scam. There's really nothing to say.
But...wait?
I now feel that the School of Prophecy is real, and that Ivan Gale is far more than an apprentice as she modestly claims...so why should I assume that her prediction was wrong?
Is it possible that her prediction was correct, but it was precisely this correct prediction that brought her "sin", forcing her to atone for the rest of her life?
After forming a new hypothesis, Hitzfeld looked at the entire island again, and his eyes changed.
Things were actually very simple, not as complicated as she thought.
Because it is either "wrong" or "right".
If it is not for human habitation, then it is for "non-human" habitation.
Either this island is idle and has nothing to do so it is used to save people.
…That’s unlikely.
Or it is a prison, and something is imprisoned below that must be suppressed in this way.
As this thought came to his mind, Hitzfeld's hair stood up.
This shouldn't be the case - the woman in the dream was a spiritual body, and she didn't have sweat glands at all. It was probably just an illusion due to her overly strong spiritual power.
No...it's not an illusion...
Something is watching me...
I didn’t realize it just now…
The extreme sense of crisis forced the girl to retreat continuously. She moved away from the statue of "Iven Gale" and kept looking around. The speed of the dead bone ice needles surrounding her was getting faster and faster, and even made a whistling sound... but she didn't find anything abnormal.
...Am I overthinking?
She floated up again and quickly patrolled the entire floating island, but still couldn't find where that feeling came from.
But it does exist.
The feeling that made her spiritual body feel her hair standing on end, her scalp bursting, and her heartbeat quickening were reactions that only a flesh and blood body would have. It was definitely not just an ordinary premonition of crisis.
Hitzfeld did not give up. She could not find any entrance to get in on the surface, and remembered that when she flew up, she saw more pipes at the base of the island - maybe there would be an entrance there.
Leaving Madeline behind, she floated alone under the island, groping in the gaps between the pipes, trying to find a way in.
"There are just too many pipes and gears..."
"Purely exchanging quantity for quality, steam energy can actually lift the island up. This is close to science fiction, right?"
While searching and complaining in his heart, Hitzfeld suddenly shuddered all over.
That gap just now...
When I passed by, I seemed to see something moving inside...
She stopped where she was and looked at the crack she had just passed. She moved her body towards that direction little by little and finally looked directly at the monster inside.
It was a dark golden seam.
In the deep, dark, and extremely huge shadow, the crack also appeared very long and wide... Hitzfeld could not quite tell what it was.
Until the thing moved again.
Yes, it moved again! ... Something was collapsing around the dark golden gap. It was not until this moment that she realized what it was - it was actually an eye!
A gigantic super giant eye, nearly the size of several towns... It is wrapped in the center of the floating city, and at least it is still alive during this period of history!
What…thing—
After a long time, Hitzfeld felt a sharp pain in his left eye.
A suction force appeared out of nowhere, and it seemed as if a force in the void formed a transparent palm. The fingers pinched into her left eye socket without any hesitation and dug out her left eyeball!
"you……!"
The next moment, the ice needles rioted.
The endless coldness almost froze time at this moment. The thing that dug out her eyeballs was shattered by the cold air, and a crisp sound could be clearly heard.
Hitzfeld didn't bother to investigate anything anymore... She grabbed the eyeball hanging in the air, ignoring the severe pain and how many nerves and weird tentacles were connected to the back of it, and just stuffed it back into the eye socket, silently saying to herself, I want to go back!
"Captain Bakinsa has become a legend~~~~ huh↘↑?"
After a moment of shock, Madeline felt that everything around her was spinning.
The sky, the floating city, the sea, the abyss... everything was mixed together like a paint bucket, forming a brand new, colorful vortex that drew her consciousness in.
When she opened her eyes again, she found that she was finally back.
"Oh!" Madeline was very happy about this. "I said it was a dream, right?"
"Huh? Miss Hitzfeld, what's wrong with you?"
A figure fell limply in front, and Madeline didn't react, but someone was watching the movement.
"Aisun?" Xia Yibing stepped forward and hugged Hitzfeld. She was sure that her hands were through her clothes, but even so she could feel the girl's skin was incredibly hot.
"Get out of here..." Hitzfeld insisted on warning her with his remaining energy.
"Don't let it find out..."
who is it?
What did you find?
Xia Yibing was extremely nervous. She first hugged the girl tightly in her arms, then frowned and raised her head little by little, her eyes full of suspicion, shock, anger and questioning were fixed on Madeline's face.
"...I don't know anything!" Madeline shook her head quickly, "She said I was a silver-eyed seagull...and then-"
"Are you from Neang?" Xia Yibing interrupted her, looking shocked.
The evildoers cast a curse on Iverria in order to force people to transform according to their minds so that they can find the Silver-eyed Seagulls - the legendary followers of the sea god.
But what was happening now? The thing I had been looking for for so long was actually right next to me?
"Captain! Captain!"
"The water below is flooding up!!!"
Before Xia Yibing could ask anything else, hurried footsteps were heard. A group of people holding weapons also entered the upward staircase tunnel, and were stunned when they saw Hitzfeld leaning on the woman's arms.
"It should be a fever..." Xia Yibing said in a low voice, as an explanation to them.
Staring down at the girl's face, she was still conscious and not unconscious.
But she seemed to have suddenly lost most of her strength. Now, not only could she not stand up without hugging her body, she couldn't even speak complete sentences.
What did she see in Madeline?
Xia Yibing's scalp felt a little tingling, and she thought of the girl's last instructions to her... Is she going to ignore A'man?
Baliu is also here, what is so important...
"Go on, up."
After looking at the others and tightening the knife in her hand, Xia Yibing gradually strengthened her conviction.
It would be impossible to go back the same way to get out... They walked a long way to get down, and without diving equipment, they couldn't hold their breath for that long.
correct.
Although Hitzfeld couldn't speak, he still blinked in recognition of her.
I was just...too flustered. There was nothing wrong with Xia's decision.
The dead bone ice needle can still be used... I can still help her, but that blow drained my strength, and now my feet are weak all the time...
Hua Hua Hua——
The sound of spring water gushing in was getting closer and closer. The group of people ignored everything else and climbed up, supporting each other.
Finally, they saw light above.
In the boundless darkness, diagonally above, there is a square light door at the top of the stairs, which should lead to the top of the palace and not too far from Aman's bedroom.
Xia Yibing was the first to lead the girl out of the door. Before they had time to adapt to the dazzling sunlight, a sharp sound of wind came from the front.
She held the Changxia sword upright in front of her to block the attack, only to feel a huge force coming at her diagonally, pressing the blade against her forehead. She then flew sideways while holding the girl, and the two of them rolled into a ball in each other's arms.
what?
She squinted and looked up - at this moment she could finally see clearly.
This is not just Oman’s bedroom, it should be on the upper floor, which is the top of the palace, the rooftop.
Most of these places are used for sacrifices - only divine power can be higher than royal power. This is the only possibility, and she doesn't even need to think about it.
The place where they just came out was an open stone door. The stone door was not sealed, and the edges were covered with vines and mosses. Outside the stone door stood a huge and extremely ferocious spider monster, which must have been the thing that knocked her away.
The spider monster took the initiative and knocked two people away with one blow. It did not chase them anymore, but turned its attention to the third person who came up from below.
"Pfft!"
The unfortunate fellow was pierced by the giant spider's claws before he had time to adjust to the change in light. Two claws pierced his chest, and his body was torn and pulled into the air. Then the giant spider's claws exerted force on both sides.
"Wow--"
Ge Lan was the fourth one to come out. She was lucky because there were people in front of her to protect her from the disaster, but she was still frightened... No one would feel good if they were covered in blood and internal organs as soon as they went upstairs.
Grant was still in a daze, her brain was hesitating whether she should scream at this moment. Then she felt someone yelling at her: "Get out!"
A force pushed her away. Behind her, Madeline raised her rifle and fired at the giant spider. Four or five people followed suit behind her. After several bursts of bullets, the giant spider retreated repeatedly, shaking its head and making angry hissing sounds from its mouth.
It was not until this moment that Xia Yibing saw clearly that there was a dead bone ice needle stuck in its forehead.
That's why it goes berserk and why it appears to have no brains.
Aisuen's hands were too fast...
Although she was glad in her heart, Xia Yibing couldn't just stand by and watch.
She exchanged a glance with the girl, and received encouragement from her eyes through the gaps in her messy hair. She hugged her up, one arm around the girl's slender waist, and the other hand held up the Changxia Ice Blade. When she saw the ice needle flying in mid-air, it also merged into the blade, and the weight of the entire knife became much heavier.
But she couldn't care less.
She didn't even have time to see what had happened to Chang Xia, she just believed from the bottom of her heart that Hitzfeld would not harm her. So she approached the spider monster while covering fire, raised her hand and cut half of its body with a knife.
So light...
This was the feeling she had when she swung the knife, even when the blade cut through the spider monster.
It was heavy to pick up, but light to cut. And a layer of frost was visible to the naked eye, spreading along the cut.
Xia Yibing thought that this was the extent of the damage, but the next moment, ice exploded from the cuts on both sides.
Countless tiny ice needles exploded at this moment, and the spider monster was blown to pieces, its body shattered into pieces and blood splattered, with only its head remaining intact.
But despite this, it is still not dead.
It used its claws to climb upwards, and everyone looked up and saw an altar.
That is a ritual instrument for offering sacrifices to the gods.
Baliu was lying unconscious on the side, and on the altar lay a sleeping man, who was Aman.
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5k two-in-one. I was delayed yesterday by something. I have 1 words to update today. I will continue writing after eating something.
Chapter 76: The Battle of the Kingdom of God 2
Baliu...
Baliu!!!
Faintly hearing someone calling her name, Bariu slowly opened her eyes from her coma.
Then she saw Hitzfeld's familiar face. The girl's expression was full of concern. The blindfold was gone. The sea breeze blew her hair, and she could vaguely see something flashing golden light inside.
"What am I doing..." Baliu regained her senses and instantly realized where she was. She trembled and sat up straight, saying incoherently: "And Aman... Aman!?"
Turning her head, she caught a glimpse of the altar next to her.
The size and height of the altar are similar to those of a sarcophagus. It is actually hollow, but its actual function is different from that of a coffin.
