Chapter 422: Shot down from Lingfeng
Professor and Alva drove a high-speed airship from East Doruma, and it took less than a day and night to arrive at the city of Minagarde at the westernmost tip of the continent.
This speed is almost twice that of an ordinary small airship.
Replenishing fuel here, after a short rest for half a day, the airship took off again.
In order to increase the probability of sighting Lanlong and increase the success rate of confirming its location and status, they will choose the most dangerous route.
—Crossing the storm from the sea until reaching the Lingfeng Mountains of the Western Continent.
For ordinary commercial airships, this is almost an impossible task.
Just like the airship that Gordon and Hayata boarded when they rushed to Jieyun Village, it was already the most maneuverable model among all commercial airships, but it was still unable to pass through the storm head-on.
We also bypassed the storm surge and found a relatively calm airspace route to enter, and then we successfully arrived at Jieyun Village.
However, the power technology from Longliyuan has added some possibilities to this special experimental airship to fight against storms.
The professor and Alva were betting on this possibility.
They took advantage of the experimental airship's strong maneuverability, sufficient power, and rapid climb to forcibly shuttle through the storm surge above the ocean.
Whenever the wind is too strong and the airship is about to lose control, they climb up against the wind and rain, pass through the clouds, and take shelter high above the clouds.
When the storm subsided, they returned to the bottom of the clouds and continued searching and observing.
After several days of desperate navigation, they finally broke through the storm that blocked the sea, crossed the coastline, and entered the airspace above the Western Continent.
What appeared in front of them at this time was not the blue sea and blue sky after the storm, but another terrifying cyclone that penetrated the sky and the earth.
"professor!"
“I saw it!”
The professor put down the telescope and asked Alva loudly, "Do you remember that time in the Xiuret area a few years ago?"
"of course I remember!"
“Lanlong should be in the area covered by the cyclone. That direction is Lingfeng! It’s still at Lingfeng!” The professor shouted loudly: “Release the first peregrine falcon! At least let the guild know this information!”
"good!"
Alva temporarily handed over the rudder to the professor while he rushed into the cabin, picked up the shivering peregrine falcon, tied the letterbox and let it fly out.
Peregrine Falcon flapped its wings wildly and flew away from the cyclone quickly.
"Adjust the sails! We are going to continue sailing towards the cyclone! Throw away everything that may move on the deck! It's in the way!" the professor shouted while steering.
"good!"
The airship staggered forward, constantly approaching the cyclone.
Suddenly, the speed of the airship began to increase, like a small boat that was caught in a whirlpool and lost control.
“Alva! You take the helm!” The professor rushed to the front of the deck and raised his telescope against the wind and rain.
Alva immediately took over the steering wheel. At this time, he could no longer control the direction of the airship through the steering wheel. He tried his best to steer, just to barely maintain the balance of the airship.
A strong cross wind blows.
The entire airship shook violently as if it was pushed hard from the side by an invisible big hand.
The rope connecting the air bag and the pod made an overwhelmed creaking sound.
At the stern corner of the pod, the metal fasteners holding the ropes broke apart before the ropes, and the entire cabin tilted violently.
Alva managed to steady himself by relying on the steering wheel, but the professor was caught off guard and fell to the ground.
Alva stretched out a leg urgently and stopped the professor's body from rolling on the deck.
The professor took the opportunity to get up in a hurry and stabilize the side of the ship, thus avoiding the fate of rolling off the deck. He yelled and asked: "Climb! Can the airship still climb?!"
"No! The power sail is torn! The airship is completely out of control!"
Hearing this, the professor calmed down and said, "It seems that Lan Long is indeed in a bad mood. Alva, are you mentally prepared?"
Alva pushed up his soaked glasses, "It's been done a long time ago. I was just wondering if it would be possible to send out some information at the last moment!"
"ha!"
The professor laughed loudly. He grabbed a piece of rope from the side and tied himself to the base of the steering wheel. "Then take out the pen and paper. Let's write as many words as we can!"
As long as the people in the guild can find the wreckage of the airship, they will be able to get our information! "
“Woo—!”
A huge shadow emerged from the clouds below the out-of-control airship, and with a long roar, it flew past the side of the airship.
“That’s it! There it is!” Alva shouted.
The charcoal pen in his hand began to streak across the damp album paper at an unprecedented speed.
Countless twisted and trembling lines gradually formed an abstract slender figure—a giant dragon writhing in a sea of dark clouds.
“Let me finish, let me finish, let me finish.”
The professor had no time to pay attention to Alva's thoughts. He was completely lost in his own thoughts.
"Grey? Why, why not a pure white color, a 'protective color' to blend into the dark clouds? No, the word protective color is too offensive. Is it some kind of physical change caused by unknown distance? What is the reason? Emotion? Anger?"
He had no time to think about these problems, so he could only keep translating every thought in his mind into words and record them on paper.
The Lanlong, which was dyed like a dark cloud, flew quickly around the airship, then rose into the sky and disappeared into the swirling clouds that enveloped the sky.
The violent airflow stirred up by countless huge spiny fins continued to tear the hull of the airship, and the airship began to disintegrate.
“Aggression! Yes! Compared with that time a few years ago, Lanlong is significantly more aggressive. It is no longer ‘curiosity’ but a desire to ‘clear’! Territorial awareness, extremely territorial awareness?
It is wary of something, and it is eliminating possible threats.”
“Woo—!”
A long chant came from high in the sky again.
The breath composed of silver torrents tore open the clouds and hit the airship accurately. In the blink of an eye, the smaller half of the airship that was affected by the breath was bombarded into powder.
The airship fell helplessly.
But as if it was favored by the gods, the air bag that had become tattered did not completely shatter. Instead, it caught the wind like a parachute, swayed left and right, and the speed of its fall slowed down. .
At this time, Alva and the professor had no time to pay attention to this.
“Give me another half minute! No! Just twenty seconds!” Alva didn’t know who he was praying to for time.
The professor who tied himself to the rudder almost turned sideways, but he was still talking to himself and writing down quickly:
“The breath has extremely high range and hit rate. The ‘missed’ shot a few years ago should have been just a mercy. The ultra-high-pressure water flow can cut even metal and can destroy everything in an instant.”
“crunch.”
The broken airship floated to a stone cliff. The airbag caught the branches of the bushes protruding from the stone cliff. Wood chips were scattered in the air, and the airship further slowed down.
The air bag that had gone through countless tortures was finally completely torn apart, and only half of the hull was left rolling and sliding along the slope, slowly using up the last of its inertia.
The airship, or rather, the wreckage of the airship, finally came to a stop.
(End of this chapter)