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Chapter 480
God is sorry to see, these Yu Clan can almost recognize all of their own clansmen, even if some of them can't be called by name, they can still be familiar with each other.

But here, they realized that there are so many intelligent beings capable of communicating in the world.

This world is the truly complete world, with the sun, moon and stars, wind, rain and sun, it is called the main material world.

And their homeland, in the eyes of these intelligent beings in the main material world, is an incomplete and incomplete world fragment that will slowly die out, that is, a plane.

This news once made Shirley and the other Yu clan unable to believe it at all.

However, when the plane barriers on the edge of the underworld plane that were on the verge of collapse appeared in front of their eyes, they could no longer find any reason to refute.

The elf arranged by Illya used a camera to help them record the scenery of Cattail City, as well as the photos of the plane of the underworld.

The appearance of the Yu Clan in Cattail City naturally created an uproar. After all, just talking about the pair of wings of the Yu Clan is enough to satisfy the curiosity of Grian intelligent creatures. .

Human beings set up a trading terminal in Cattail City, so they naturally heard about it and passed it back to their respective empires.

When Cromwell came to Cattail City again, Shirley had already boarded the train to the celestial plane with her own people.

These Yu people who regard flying as their daily way of travel are different from ordinary Grian natives in that their interest in planes and trains is the opposite.

Compared with the planes soaring in the sky, they prefer the trains and cars running on the ground.

Weizhi told Cromwell that the winged race had left and returned to the gate of heaven, and Cromwell set off to fly to the gate of heaven.

The old man Fasheng was a little lost. He couldn't come up with an effective solution to the war of planes on the human side, but he was no longer needed in Cattail City.

Sometimes Cromwell genuinely felt that he, as a magician, might be the most useless holy-level mage in Grian's history.

When Cromwell approached the gate of heaven in mid-air, he heard harsh alarms ringing in the camp near the gate of heaven.

At first, Cromwell thought that he had encountered an enemy attack, but when he lowered his altitude, he realized that all the weapons on the high platform of the bunker outside the gate of heaven were aimed at him in midair.

But before he could do anything, the sound of the alarm had disappeared, and the black barrels of those weapons had dropped.

Feng Yu walked out of the room, blocking the sun with his hands and looking up: "What's going on?"

"Report to the command, just now the radar shows that there is an unidentified flying unit approaching. It is Cromwell Fasheng, and the alarm has been lifted."

"What is this old man doing here?" Feng Yu muttered.

"What's the matter, you don't welcome me?" Cromwell landed beside Feng Yu with a little emotion.

"What are you talking about, can you not welcome it? Our air early warning radar has discovered that there are unreported flying units approaching in the sky, and we have launched an alert.

After confirming that it's you, doesn't this clear the alarm? "

Cromwell asked in confusion, "What thunder?"

"Radar, you can understand it as a kind of exploration equipment similar to the spiritual power of a magician. It can be found within its detection range, thus reminding the soldiers to be vigilant.

Because no one notified you in advance, the security fighters here didn't know what was flying over, so they activated the defensive measures. "

As a holy mage, Cromwell naturally has no lack of understanding ability. After thinking about it for a while, he came to his senses, and then asked a very professional question: "How far can that thing detect?"

"Uh, about fifty miles."

Feng Yu casually mentioned the distance of the ultra-low-altitude target. According to Cromwell's flight altitude just now, the distance of 150 miles has already been discovered.

This is not because Feng Yu deliberately concealed it, but for low-altitude targets, this data is no problem.

Cromwell said inexplicably: "Have you ever seen a magician who can extend the exploration of spiritual power to fifty miles? The god of magic is almost the same."

"Don't worry about those details, let's go, let me introduce you to two friends." Feng Yu laughed and changed the topic.

"The feather clan?"

"Yes, a race that can fly like you, I'm so envious."

On Grian, a continent once dominated by elves, the humans who came from behind failed to form religious beliefs, and naturally there were no descriptions of angels.

But even so, when Cromwell saw Shirley and his companions, he was still shocked.

Feng Yu said to Shirley and another Yuzu who had come out behind him: "This is the strongest individual in the main material world, the pinnacle of magic, the holy mage Cromwell, his vigorous and heroic posture when he was flying just now, must You have seen it."

Shirley and another member of the Yu family slightly spread their wings and performed a customary courtesy of the Yu family. Cromwell nodded slightly in return.

"How did you contact them?" Cromwell asked Feng Yu.

Feng Yu rolled his eyes and said, "Xue Li and the others can speak Elven language."

"Oh? Ah! Hello, I'm Cromwell, nice to meet you."

"Hello, Cromwell."

Cromwell asked embarrassingly, "Can you really fly?"

"Of course." Shirley said, the male Yuzu beside him had already soared into the sky.

It seems that this young man from the Yu tribe was so shocked by the colorful world of Cattail City. When he saw a colleague, he was eager to show off his only skill.

Cromwell didn't even move, his body rose from the ground, and flew beside the Yuzu young man, watching Yuzu flapping his wings in the air with great interest.

Feng Yu embarrassedly said to Shirley beside him: "Cromwell is very old in his group, and he has some problems with his mind. Don't mind."

Shirley looked at Cromwell in the sky, but shook her head, and said in surprise: "He...he can fly without flapping his wings like the legendary Feather God, so...is he a god? "

"How is it possible? Like the two great magisters of the elves, he was able to fly by magic, which is incomparable to your feather clan."

When the young man of the Yu tribe fell back to the ground resentfully, Cromwell also fell lightly on the ground with burnt bags, without even raising a little dust, which made the young man of the Yu tribe very depressed.

"They are such an amazing race that they can fly without mastering magic."

"You are also very good, your flying skills make me ashamed."

"There are only a few of us in the human race who can rely on magic power to fly into the sky, and you are still amazing."

(End of this chapter)