Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 424 The Beginning of the Flying Contest

I am like a worm in the dirt, struggling to move forward under the squeeze around me.Even worse, because dirt doesn't have a mouth to chatter in its ear.

Beatrice grabbed Lyle's palm firmly and forcefully, and after the pain and numbness, a sense of peace of mind was born in Lyle's heart.

Like pulling out the cork of a wine bottle, with a bang, Lyle walked through the crowd and came to an empty field.

"You get ready here, I'll be over later." Leaving those words behind, Beatrice jumped and disappeared into the crowd.

The black and red tentacles squirmed on the back of Lyle's hand, repairing the flesh taken away by the girl's bright red nails.There seems to be an invisible fence around, keeping the crowd out of the track.

Lyle is on the track, marked with magic silk lines.His judgment was supported by the gleaming signboard erected in the distance, where the words of the destination were written in various languages.

Lyle saw the words in Amo, the language of the dead, at first glance.

That word means, the irredeemable.

For the undead, that probably meant the end.

"Lyle."

William, who was wearing casual clothes, greeted him and came over. Except for his slightly tired face, the young mage looked good.

"You're here, William."

"Well, Gurelia and I spent quite...a fulfilling period of time. If I remember correctly, this will be the last activity she insists on participating in."

The magic shell arranged by the mystic in the center of the white tower was shining at this moment. With the help of the gentle white light, Lyall keenly captured the joy and doubts on William's face.

"William, you don't know the content of this event, do you? You don't know why you were suddenly drawn to participate in the air competition, do you?"

The pupils of the blonde boy's eyes widened in surprise, and he sighed after a few seconds.

"Looks like Lyle is the same," William turned sideways, and pointed to the group of other contestants staying in place behind him, confused like mosquitoes on a summer night lingering on their faces, "We seem to be all trapped Concealing the content of the game, even if I asked Gurelia in advance, she only gave me an ambiguous answer."

"Me too. Apart from knowing that this event is related to the flying competition, I have no clue. I don't have the ability to fly. I don't think Beatrice will probably ruin her competition to trick me."

"The vampire proprietress invited you?"

"Yes, she originally planned to invite Ariana, but I overwhelmed her."

William smiled and nodded as if confirming something.

"Isn't that good? Beatrice should be planning to repair your bad relationship. Although Gulelia didn't answer my question clearly, she still said that this activity we participated in is an event that can It is a competition that allows both contestants to get in touch with each other to enhance their relationship. Lyle, it seems that your presence is slowly being accepted by your irascible sister-in-law."

"Are you sure? You know Beatrice looks at me like she's paying attention to the pustules on her cheeks, wishing I could disappear."

William shrugged, reaching out and patting Lyle's shoulder lightly.

"Every girl will eventually accept the existence of pimples. Isn't this a proof of growth. Gulelia's words are still very reliable. She has no need to deceive me. For the demons, bullying is more important than It's so much easier to cheat."

The corners of William's eyes were so plainly covered with dew, and Lyle believed the man's words verified by his life experience.

It was incredible that Beatrice wanted to improve our relationship with me.A sudden surprise that did not exist came to Lyle's heart, and with the joy of rejoicing, Lyle decided that he would cooperate with Beatrice well.

Observing everything around him, Lyle quickly defined the event as a running race.

There is no other reason, the venue and personnel are too similar.There's the track, there's the competitors in the same position, and there's the finish line.

"preparation!!!!"

And the start signal, Lyle smiled, ready to go.The others stayed in place in a daze, looking around for the source of the sound.

"Set off!!!!!"

From behind the crowd, there were chaotic loud noises, like the sound of a sharp sword cutting the air.

Lyle ran forward subconsciously, and beside him, William and several other dazed people also ran a few steps subconsciously under its influence.

The messy voice didn't disappear, and it even increased a bit. Later, Lyle realized that it was not increasing, but approaching.

After running, the few people stopped, and couldn't help looking back curiously.

All kinds of wings fluttered in the air. Feather wings, bat wings, scaled ones, magical ones, and black shadows formed a sky darker than the night. look, and smile.

In that black shadow, Beatrice's blood-dropped stone-like eyes were full of teasing. She tilted her head and gave Lyle a bloodthirsty smile, then flapped her blood wings and swooped down.

It was a wild expression that Lyle had never seen before, and it could even cause physical discomfort.The male guests who had stayed where they were originally reacted no matter how slow they were. These normally gentle and gentle ladies showed a dangerous charm.

Following instinct, the running race officially started. Behind the man, it was like a ghost chasing.

"what!!!!!"

The irritating screams behind him made Lyle couldn't help turning his head, and then he saw a laggard contestant being caught in the sky by a lady of the harpy race, and began to enter the special competition lit up by magic at a height of tens of meters road.

Lyle understood the fate of these helpers.

The Wandering City Flying Contest is a manned flight competition, and those unaware contestants are about to be sent to the sky as the tool people for the whole process of cargo delivery.

With the screams of the wind constantly appearing behind him, he rushed to the sky, and Lyle felt that his running legs were trembling.

I must rush to the finish line before Beatrice catches me.

During the conversation of Memories of Twilight, from Eichel's mouth, Lyle vaguely understood the track of the air competition.

It was a giant racing track that passed through the Light and Darkness 24 area and enveloped the entire Wandering City.

Lyall's stomach began to convulse at the thought of being suspended high in the air like a sandbag, with no support other than Beatrice's arm.

Halfway through the run, as the first person to start, Lyle could clearly see the rune on the signboard at the finish line, which was the rune of the air-blocking magic circle, which meant that it was absolutely safe to reach the finish line.

A veritable end point.

If you can't reach the end, then you may be going to the end of your life.

(End of this chapter)