Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 872 Traveling to Tianyuan 25

At the same time, the villages of the Pygmies are in a village house.

"Hey--" Betdiville was wearing a old scholarly dress with great disappointment.

The clothes have been in existence for some years, and the werewolf is wearing it on the body, and there is a musty smell on the body, even with a moist and sticky nausea.

"The requirements are not too high. This is the clothes that the monks wore when they came to Africa for investigation 30 years ago." Professor Paul saw the dissatisfaction of the werewolf's face, and quickly comforted him: "I will wear it unless you want to Dressed like a monk now [clothes]."

Betwell also glanced at Professor Paul's so-called "clothes", a leaf cover that was used to cover important parts. What a standard savage savage national costume.

The werewolf sighed again: "No thanks."

(That kind of thing, don’t wear it if you kill me.)

"That's the story -" The werewolf looked at the side and was still leaning against the rifle, swaying the leopard warrior slightly: "What should I do next?"

"I don't know, hey, hey--" Paramitis is drunk, or he is drunk. He saw Bedieville looking at himself with anger, and the **** big cat was innocent.

The werewolf silently pulled out the whip and dexterously controlled the tortoise whip with weak power, letting the whip quietly approach the big cat's feet. When he was not paying attention to Paramitis, he yanked the rifle that the big cat used to support the body, and let the whole person of Paramitis plunge to the ground!

This should be the case. But Paramitis had already rolled his tail on the side of the beam. He didn't fall to the ground, but hung it at a 45-degree angle. It looked very funny.

"Hehehehehe, want to play Yin? You are too tender!"

Bedieville glanced at Paramitis and did not speak.

At the same time, the great elders of the Pygmies came in. He said a few words that Beddyville did not understand, but the werewolves did not have to guess more. The elders must be urging Biddyville to deal with the "devil in the sky."

"Let's go," Professor Paul said. "The elders can't wait to see you [God of God] exerting power and repelling the devil."

"They are anxious, of course." The werewolf responded casually, following the elders and others to the house: "Because these guys even gave us a treasured artifact, they also offered it to us."

He glanced at the rifle in the hands of Paramitis - the guns and the pale gold guns of Gurnier each told their hunger and thirst.

However, even if this is a very powerful weapon, its current user, Paramitis, is a drunken, big cat who stands still.

And this drunk cat can't use magic, which means that you can't play the true power of 亘Gunnier.

This situation will continue to challenge the violent gods. Is there really no problem?

Too much worry doesn't help. Bedyville sighed and went to the house. This room was originally on the edge of the village of Pygmies. The crowd stopped in front of a cliff on the floating island without taking a few steps.

The werewolf wondered the scenery on the edge of the cliff, and the bottom was a darkness that was not at the bottom. The ground in the East African Plateau could not be seen from this height: "Well, this is a cliff. Then?"

"Quiet, you can see it right away," Professor Paul prompts.

A small floating island flew over from the sky.

It quickly docked with the big floating island, as if there was some kind of magnetic force that attracted them together. The stone steps built on the small floating island are on the edge of the big floating island, as if everyone is welcome to board the island.

"Dadruco." The elder said, carrying a dozen followers behind him and embarked on the small floating island.

Paramidis also used the pike as a walking stick and staggered up the steps.

Bediville only understood that this small floating island should be a kind of transportation.

"I still can't believe it. What is the principle?" Betteville said as he walked up the steps.

"Oh, in fact, it's simple." Professor Paul explained to the werewolf: "The stone itself carries a certain amount of magnetism. This magnetic force may be insignificant on a small piece of light stone. But when they are concentrated in a certain On the floating island, the floating island as a whole will be affected by the magnetic field.

Because of its special geographical conditions, this airspace itself has a fixed magnetic field like the current. These small floating islands will continue to circulate in this fixed magnetic current, never leaving the track it should have. "

auzw.com "But it sticks to the big floating island--" After Biddeville fully boarded the small floating island, he looked back at the big floating island where the village of Pygmies was located. Since both are magnetic, can they not be separated after they are glued?

"Oh, look at it, it's over there." Professor Paul pointed to a device on the east side of the small floating island.

Several wild people are operating the device. As Bediville had previously seen, they used pulleys and masts to lift a stone pile filled with shodolite and let it fall into a cave filled with light stones on the floating island.

The power released by the spodumene causes the light stone to buoy, allowing the entire island to fly higher and escape the attraction of the big floating island.

"All said that the magnetic force of the light stone is not strong, a little buoyancy can offset this magnetic effect." Professor Paul found a dry big stone and sat down comfortably:" Come on, take a break. The next road is still growing."

"Exactly, hey, let me take a nap." The big cat lay down on the rocky ground and took a nap.

The werewolf sighed and saw that the small floating island where they were located was gradually drawn by some invisible magnetic force and flew to the far side of the east.

The distant sky can't see the end, and the werewolves can't distinguish among the large and small floating island groups in the air. Which one is their destination.

He sat down in the spot, obviously not doing anything but waiting, but he said anxiously in his mouth: "You'd better handle this as soon as possible. We have to rush back to the camp tonight, and ours. The companions meet."

He and Paramitis originally only came out to mine, and did not expect that the spudstone mine would also make such a big twist. I don't know how about Albert and others in the camp? Bedyville can't help but worry.

"Do not worry, the elders only hope that you can defeat the devil. After you have completed this task, they will not stay in trouble."

"Oh, hope so. Talk back -" The werewolf suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and opened the subject: "The operation of these floating islands is really clever. If it is a natural thing, it is too magical."

He remembered the pedestal that was made by the ancients before and placed on Gunn.

"These things are just artificially made." He made bold assumptions.

Of course, there are hardly anyone in the presence who will take care of the werewolf. The people of Bergman could not understand the words of Bediville, and Paramitis was drunk like mud, and slept on the ground. There is only one person left in the presence of Professor Paul who can become the conversation object of Bediville.

The old scholar, after pondering for a few seconds, slowly began to say: "This is, God knows. Maybe all this is naturally formed and used by this group of intelligent wild people;

Or perhaps these were made by the ancients, but they were abandoned until they were discovered and used by the Pygmies.

But all this is no longer important. What matters is the fact that [they really existed]. "

The werewolf frowned. I always feel that this Professor John Paul is not just as simple as a national scholar. He said that he came to investigate the culture of the Pygmies, but God knows if he has other pictures, and secretly studies the super-ancient civilization hidden in this cannibal village.

A European white man can be so harmoniously integrated into this wild and primitive cannibal tribe, and he certainly has some to come.

If Bediville is not going to hurry because of the exam, he must leave immediately tomorrow. He may stay here for a few more days to study this strange and mysterious cannibal tribe. But that is the future.

Under the traction of the magnetic field, the floating islands flew faster and faster, and another huge floating island appeared soon in the far air of the east.

Unlike the "human bone village" of the Pygmies, there is a huge wall of the city on the huge floating island in the distance, which seems to be a palace.

And that should be the destination of Bediville and others.

"My God -" The werewolf looked at the palace from afar, but another familiar picture emerged in his mind.

How is the shape of the [palace] similar to that of the former Romanesian (Fox)? !

Seven years ago, in a similar building, Bediville was caught and fled, and it also blew it up. Even after seven years, the werewolves did not forget the feelings of hatred and hatred at the time.

"Well, is it 嗝, nexus?" Paramitis, who was still sleeping, opened his eyes and looked at the wonderful building in the distance: "It is in such a place."

The werewolves think of the various inhuman experiments that the foxes carried out in the institute, as well as the various dark creatures that were cultivated. Bedyville suddenly had a feeling of vomiting. The werewolves remembered the darkness of the monks hidden in their team when they attacked the last Foxman Institute seven years ago.

What will be this time?

His bad premonition is about to be fulfilled soon. A huge black shadow flew out of the castle and rushed towards the floating island where Bediville and others were located in an extremely fast and fast!

It seems that the thing is not good. The werewolf has already pulled the bow, set the arrow, ready to shoot!

Hey! The wooden arrow flew out of the string and shot straight to the **** shadow, and it was about to hit it!