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Text Chapter 249 Flying over the crater

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    But the dwarf captain's movements were also as fast as lightning. The two pistols hanging in his coat roared almost instantly, and the red lines of fire shot into the dark night sky, as eye-catching as brilliant meteors.  In the blink of an eye, this small airship turned into a frenzied battlefield, and it was impossible to imagine the reason for this.  "It's over! It's over! It's over! Everything is destroyed! My kingdom, my dream! Why is Prince Baska so unfortunate?" The dwarf blacksmith Baska looked at everything in front of him with incredible eyes. He was suffering from seasickness.  Thousands of exclamation points suddenly surged in his groggy mind. Everything was over. Even if there was a one-in-a-million chance that Baska wouldn't die here, he would be hanged immediately because of the responsibility for this internal struggle. He began  He regretted why he was unlucky enough to see this airship owned by an acquaintance, and why he foolishly invited His Highness to visit the airship. He wished he could turn back time, as if the whole world had lost its color.  "Baskar! I know you are an excellent sharpshooter, what are you still doing? Pick up your gun!" Suddenly a familiar voice interrupted Baskar's delusion, followed by a beast's cry  There was a shrill wail, and suddenly, a black thing with ridged wings suddenly landed next to Pascal, and its long legs with sharp claws kicked around wildly, like a dying bird, carrying  A fishy smell.  "His Highness Hyde? This, this is the baby bird of the Harpy!" Pascal suddenly opened his round eyes and subconsciously pulled out his double-barreled pistol. In an instant, he began to understand what he had just done.  What happened to the gun battle? The light of hope returned to the face of the young dwarf.  "Yes, His Highness Hyde! I will let you see my shooting skills!" With a loud gunshot, the dwarf wearing a broken-horned helmet stood up like lightning, and he had another long-barreled gun in his hand.  Musket, white smoke slowly emerged from the black muzzle.  And in the air not far away, a soaring black shadow let out a shrill wail, spun and fell.  "Well done, brave Baskar!" Hyde smiled and praised the young dwarf, and then pulled out his shining sword. The holy seal of Mirmidia rose brightly on his blade.  , shining in the night sky in the wind and snow.  At this moment, you can see many black figures in the distance rushing towards the airship wailing. Their strange figures look like humans but not birds, and they have a fishy smell.  "Because you saved my life, my book of hatred is going to be rewritten!" The red-bearded dwarf captain calmly loaded his pistol, turned around, and said to old Loren in a loud voice  vomiting his gratitude.  In just a moment, Old Loren drew his gun and shot down a harpy that flew from behind and attacked the captain, saving the captain's life at the critical moment.  "So a life is just to avoid being written into the Book of Hatred? You stubborn dwarf is really as stubborn as a stone!" The old knight in red armor did not look back, but swung his sword to cut off the sharp claws of a harpy.  , his laughter echoed in the small airship, like thunder in the night sky.  "However, your marksmanship is also good. It has solved some worries for me. We are even! Of course, let us deal with these harpies for now. Captain, you have to concentrate on driving the airship to Kislev.  Go to the city of Gullah!" The bloody giant sword was swung like a giant python, and everywhere it passed was feathers and smelly blood. This majestic old man stood on the deck like a majestic god, and his strength was not weakened at all by the bumps of the airship.  combat skills.  His voice carries undoubted power, the confidence brought by having experienced hundreds of battles.  "Yes, our red-bearded captain! The first glorious mission of landing in Kislevgrad is entrusted to you!" Jessica also laughed, cocking her furry wolf ears, brilliant  The wolf fang wind blade hovered next to her iron fist, like a floating sword of light.  In the battle just now, she used the wind blade to kill two harpies ten meters away with one strike, showing her amazing long-range attack capabilities.  Although this is nothing to ordinary mages, for a beast-type battle mage, this is already an excellent combat skill.  After all, most battle mages are not good at long-range attacks, especially those of the beast type.  "It seems that I can only serve as a guard for the captain! Who told me that I can't hit long-distance things? By the way, are there no javelins, rocks or anything like that here?" Hyde smiled and shrugged. Currently, his  The position was a bit awkward. After Old Loren killed several harpies in a row, the other harpies no longer came close, leaving Hyde in a situation where he had no power to use.  Although he also has a pistol, these days, his experiments with shooting with it have all ended in failure. Maybe it is because he does not have the talent to use firearms!    "There are no javelins or stones. There can't be any extra weight here. By the way, there is a bomb! It may not be useful even against air targets!" The wind gradually became smaller, and the steam engine of the magic crystal also  It finally started to activate, and the six wing-like wind plasmas were waved gracefully.  The red-bearded captain held the steering wheel tightly, his eyes full of persistence.  "Forget it! When we get close to the city wall of Kislevgrad, I will give the only bomb to Chaos. I hope it brings good luck! By the way, Fleur, pay attention to protecting Baska  , He is our precious firepower output." Hyde waved his lion's tooth sword reluctantly, and the gems on the sword's hilt shone brightly in the night sky.  He raised his head and looked at the harpy flying in the distance. The sense of loss that he could not attack made him slightly dissatisfied, but he could not throw this precious sword away.  This is a sword from the distant Cathay Empire. It is an unusual magical item. Although it has been transformed many times, it still has a mysterious atmosphere.  What's more, it is Master Fred's relic and a precious token of the Mountain Lion Knights!  In fact, although the mountain lion knights told Hyde that the sword already belonged to him.  But Hyde was still prepared to return the sword to the small Knights monastery in the south after the war. He understood that the relics of a vice-president were important, especially for a small monastery.  Hyde had no habit of taking advantage of others, and he was never a greedy person.  Therefore, now he can only watch the enemies in the distance in a daze, looking forward to the moment when they come to his door again.  "Your Highness, do you need me to replenish your strength?" When a small shield filled with golden maple leaves and green vines was unfolded in front of Baska, Fleur leaned against Hyde again, her black ponytail and red silk  The belt fluttered beautifully in the wind, her voice echoed with excitement and a touch of sweetness, and Tar's golden holy seal emblem echoed on her palm, carrying the breath of life.  "I have nothing to consume nowbut it's better to prepare! My Fleur!" Hyde gently answered his beautiful lover, his voice full of confidence.  The clouds dispersed, and he saw the long shining river in the distance and the black shadow under the long river. That was the symbol of Kislevgrad, the red wall of Kislevgrad!  The final moment was coming, and he stood tall in the face of the challenge.
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