Elven cultivators

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Before dawn, the square on the north side of the Primordial City was already filled with elves.

The elves gathered in twos and threes at the edge of the square, their gazes all fixed on the silent, floating blue-white flying boat in the center of the square.

The morning light flowed across the auspicious cloud pattern on the bow of the ship, shimmering with a delicate golden luster. From afar, it looked like a dragon emerging from the sea of ​​clouds, waiting for its moment to take flight.

Soft light shone from the windows of the second-floor pavilion in the middle of the ship, and figures could be vaguely seen moving around inside.

Those were the disciples of Taichu City conducting their final checks.

In the control room, Ryan stood in front of the core hub of the array, his gaze sweeping over the rows of shimmering rune arrays in front of him.

His fingers moved swiftly across the array's core, each touch releasing a faint spiritual light that seeped from his fingertips and seeped into the core.

At the same time, I heard a series of voices.

"The cloud pattern array is operating normally, and the energy circulation is unobstructed."

"The floating array is stable, the lift output is stable, and the left and right sides are balanced."

"Windbreaker mode pre-activated, will automatically switch to cruise mode after takeoff."

"Spirit Stone Furnaces No. 1 through No. 6 have been ignited and are generating stable energy. Furnaces No. 7 through No. 9 are on standby."

The disciples in charge of each system reported the test results one by one, their voices calm and composed, without a trace of panic.

Ryan nodded slightly, his gaze falling on the largest array plate in the very center.

On the surface of the array plate, countless runes flowed slowly like living things, their blue and white colors intertwined and entwined, outlining the energy flow pattern of the entire flying boat.

everything is normal.

He took a deep breath, then raised his hand and placed it on the array plate in the center of the control panel, injecting spiritual energy into it, and spoke in a deep voice.

"set sail!"

hum!

A deep hum suddenly emanated from inside the airship, like an ancient behemoth that had been sleeping for thousands of years awakening from a long dream and letting out its first deafening breath.

One after another, the array patterns on the ship's hull lit up, and the blue and white light flowed like water across the surface of the ship, spreading from the bow to the stern and then flowing back from the stern to the bow, in an endless cycle.

The auspicious cloud pattern on the bow suddenly brightened, transforming into a thin layer of mist that enveloped the entire flying boat.

At the edge of the plaza, the elves unconsciously held their breath, their eyes fixed on the flying ship shrouded in mist, their eyes filled with shock and amazement.

Many of them were seeing such a large flying vehicle take off for the first time.

Not to mention the Lingyun Flying Boat, a large flying magical artifact that far surpasses ordinary airships.

The airship ascended silently, without even the slightest disturbance from the airflow.

As the airship climbed to a height of 100 meters, Ryan raised his hand again and gently tapped the array plate.

hum!

The airship suddenly stopped, then surged forward.

So fast was the speed that the elves in the square didn't have time to react before the bluish-white flying boat turned into a blurry dot on the horizon and disappeared completely into the morning light.

Only a faint bluish-white trail remained on the distant horizon, as if a brush had lightly drawn across the sky, only to be instantly dispersed by the wind.

……

On the deck of the Flying Boat.

Roman braced himself against the railing, leaning slightly forward, his eyes fixed intently on the outside.

The clouds surged below, like an endless white ocean stretching to the horizon.

The city of the Primordial City has completely disappeared from sight, replaced by an endless wilderness and forest.

The earth appeared and disappeared through the gaps in the clouds, like a map cut into countless fragments, with rivers, mountains, and towns all receding rapidly.

"So fast."

Roman's eyes sparkled, and he wore a bright smile.

It was her first time flying, and everything she saw was so new and exciting.

At this moment, she truly revealed some of the liveliness and vigor that a young girl should have.

Instead of the Silver Moon Legion's deputy commander who usually carries a battle axe and charges into battle.

Not far away, the Third Elder stood by the railing, looking down at the scenery below, and exclaimed, "This speed is probably even faster than a legendary dragon flying at full speed."

The Second Elder nodded slightly: "At this rate, we should be able to reach the Holy Dragon Mountains by tomorrow."

The Grand Elder and Cedric were also staring intently outside, their faces revealing undisguised emotion.

No matter how powerful the Lingyun Flying Boat was, nothing compares to the awe-inspiring experience of it firsthand.

Inside the Tian Shu Chamber.

Anton sat cross-legged on the futon, concentrating on refining the elixir.

Within the dantian, the golden elixir slowly rotated, and five-colored rays of light seeped from the surface of the elixir, only to be absorbed back into the elixir in a continuous cycle.

After three years, the Dan Sha had thinned out by another layer.

He was one step closer to completely breaking through the shell barrier and entering the second level of the Golden Core stage.

Outside the window, the clouds were rushing past.

The airship sped forward, leaving a bluish-white trail above the clouds.

Sunlight poured down from above, coating the entire airship with a golden film, making it look like a shooting star streaking across the sky from afar.

……

High in the sky, a gray-white airship was cutting through the clouds.

The bulky and heavy hull was covered with rivets and welding marks, and several repaired cracks were particularly conspicuous in the sunlight.

A flag hung at the top of the mast, fluttering in the wind.

The flag is embroidered with a silver shield surrounded by seven stars, the edges of which are worn but still eye-catching.

That was the symbol of the Freedom Alliance.

On the deck, two crew members leaned against the ship's railing, chatting idly.

"How long has the war in the Holy Dragon Mountains been going on? Why isn't it over yet?"

"It probably won't be that fast. I heard the Allied Forces have been blocked by some kind of subspace again."

"The dragons are really tenacious; they haven't been wiped out even after being besieged for so long."

"If those dragons were so easy to deal with, they wouldn't have been dominating us for nearly ten thousand years."

The older crew member tapped the ashes out of his pipe, refilled it, and said as he lit it:

"But it's only a matter of time. The Allied Forces are recruiting strong people everywhere. That subspace will be breached sooner or later. No matter how powerful the dragons are, they can't withstand a large number of them."

The young crew member was about to say something when his gaze suddenly froze, and his eyes widened.

"What...what is that?"

The older crew member looked in the direction he was pointing, and his gaze suddenly froze.

On the distant horizon, a black dot is flying towards us.

At first, it was just an inconspicuous little dot, sandwiched between the clouds and the horizon, almost indistinguishable.

But it is expanding rapidly at an alarming rate, and soon it will reveal a faint outline.

That's... an airship?

But he had never seen an airship with such a peculiar design.

The young crew member's exclamation quickly attracted the attention of the other crew members on deck.

Everyone crowded to the ship's side, staring in disbelief at the rapidly approaching airship.

"What's that? What a unique airship!"

"It looks so beautiful!"

"Wait! What kind of speed is that? It's so fast!"

In just a few breaths, the strange airship was almost upon them.

The speed is ridiculously fast!

A cacophony of exclamations erupted on the deck, and the sailors stirred like a flock of startled birds.

The noise quickly alerted the people in the cabin.

The cabin door was suddenly pushed open, and the captain walked onto the deck with a frown. He was about to start a reprimand when his gaze was quickly drawn to the airship in the distance, and he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

It was an airship he had never seen before.

No, to describe it as an "airship" is an insult to it.

It was more like a divine vessel that had sailed out of some ancient legend, with every detail exuding an exquisite and magnificent beauty that he had never seen before.

It's more of a work of art than a means of transportation.

The captain stared intently at the spaceship, his mind racing through his memories.

He joined the Freedom Alliance's airship fleet in his youth and sailed across the mainland for more than 20 years, encountering airships from countless forces.

The magnificent airships of the Emerald Court, the heavy transport ships of the Heart of the Mountains, the deep blue ships of the Tide Temple, the warships of Bloodhowl Fortress... each has its own distinct style, and he can almost immediately identify which one belongs to which.

But he had never seen or even heard of this airship before.

It does not belong to any force he knows.

As the spaceship swept past them not far above, a huge shadow swept across the deck like a moving dark cloud.

The captain suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure on the deck out of the corner of his eye.

Behind the railing of the flying boat pavilion, several figures in long robes stood, their hands resting on the railing, looking down at the sea of ​​clouds below.

They were slender and tall, with long hair flying in the wind, revealing pointed ears and delicate profiles.

Elf!

The captain's pupils contracted slightly.

Could this be a new type of airship from the Jade Palace?

No, it shouldn't be.

He immediately dismissed the guess.

The Free Alliance and the Emerald Court had close trade relations, with airships traveling between the two places every year. He had seen the Emerald Court's airships dozens of times.

Although those airships were also very sophisticated, ornately decorated, and exquisitely crafted, compared to the spaceship in front of them, they were simply like crude toys.

The two styles are completely different.

Moreover, the spaceship did not come from the direction of the Emerald Court, nor was it heading towards the Emerald Court.

The captain looked up at the direction the airship had gone, his brow furrowing deeper and deeper.

That direction... is towards the Holy Dragon Mountains.

He understood immediately.

This place is not far from the Holy Dragon Mountain Range.

Judging from the appearance, the elves on that airship must be from an elven clan that was recruited by the Allied Forces to participate in the warp battle.

The clan that possesses such a flying boat must be a large elven clan.

The problem is that he has heard of most of the large elven clans on the continent, but he has never heard of any clan that owns such an airship.

"Captain, what faction's airship is that?"

A young crew member leaned closer, lowered his voice, and asked, his eyes full of curiosity.

The captain was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head.

"have no idea."

"But the force capable of building such an airship is definitely not simple."