Ride and Cut

"Huh? How do you know?" Lord Lord asked curiously.

"I also know that you advanced when you were dreaming last night." Buckland sneered, and said bitterly: "Young man, listen to my advice not to be too lofty. You have only been advanced for six months, and you are impatient and eager for success. But there is going to be a problem."

"Do you think I'm talking nonsense?" Richard finally understood, the old man actually satirized him in his daydreaming, and stretched out his finger to shiver at the old white tiger.

"It's not that I thought, it was you who were talking nonsense." Bucklan bent his index finger into his palm, patted it lightly, and said with a pair of dim old eyes, "I have entered Yuehui from Xinghua in half a year. , Who do you think you are, the real son of the God of Creation?"

"You do not believe?"

Lord Lord rolled his eyes and made the simplest proof.

He floated a few feet into the air, and then beckoned to Old Baihu's walking stick. The crutch with an iron head flew past like a swimming fish, turning around the wrist, flexible and free.

Magnetism can only act on one target, so if there is no Advanced Moonlight, flying and imperial objects can only be selected, and it is absolutely impossible to have both at the same time.

Conversely speaking, since he can fly and imperial objects, it is enough to show that Richard has become Yuehua Temple.

After all, Buckland was not young and his brain was a little slow, and it took him a long time to react slowly.

"Damn!" He shuddered and exploded with a swear word, watching Richard almost stare out his eyes.

"To be honest, the previous method of relying on iron plates in shoes is simply not a flight at all. It can only be called climbing!" The lord enjoyed the shock of the other party, and smiled triumphantly: "I really get rid of it with the help of geomagnetism. After getting rid of the shackles of gravity, I realized that flying can be so wonderful."

"No, look at the back."

The lord turned his head and glanced, half of his crutches fell to the ground and almost didn't carry it on the spot.

A giant dragon with more than a dozen Fengshen pterosaurs glide towards the alpine fort in the sky, gradually becoming visible from the size of sesame seeds. Obviously the air cavalry sent out before was returning, but something seemed to be wrong.

In Richard's vision, the air cavalry should form a formation, use ropes to evenly distribute the weight to lift the obelisk, and finally transport the four-ton treasure to the alpine fort.

And not like what you can see-a dozen air cavalry, one person hanging an irregularly shaped stone, is actually quite average.

"I said!" Richard crossed the back of his head with his fingers crossed.

The origin of these stones doesn't need to be explained at all. At first glance, it is known that they are obelisk fragments.

Carlos, who had just returned from patrolling in the distance, saw this scene and screamed desperately while covering his hair.

The dragon beast began to descend slowly under the hills, and the air current blew the ground withered grass to fly freely. Higuain jumped off Osiris' neck before he could settle down, and went straight to Richard's side.

"Small counseling, how can I tell you something can always be messed up." Sinclair has always liked to be Richard's follower recently, and he unceremoniously taught with his arms around his chest.

"Why don't you hang up the obelisk with a rope, and then everyone will share the weight together and transport it back intact?" The lord scratched his head vigorously.

He always felt that Higuain was timid and timid. But what he did today is utterly stupid. Can actually think of a way to break the obelisk and then hang it back one by one.

"We did it that way from the beginning, and it went smoothly." Higuain took off his helmet, his cheeks flushed with shame, "But the flight in the air is not as smooth as on the ground after all..."

"Then what?"

"Then we encountered a strong wind, which caused a mess in the flight queue. As a result, the obelisk fell to the ground and smashed into dozens of pieces."

"Hey." Richard slapped his face, knowing what the problem was.

The wide wings of sails give dragons and beasts the ability to control the airflow, but they are bound to be more susceptible to wind.

Perhaps the genuine dragon Osiris still has the ability to resist, but other flying dragons obviously don't have this ability.

Seeing Higuain's ashamed and dying look, Richard sighed and patted him on the shoulder, "I can't blame you, I'm so crazy, it's easy to have problems with a four-ton weight using a flying dragon hanging all the way."

"Then what do you do now?" Buckland glanced at the green channel full of dead fish.

"What else can I do? Hurry up and ask the pastor of the Holy Light Church to come to the rescue." Lord Lord waved his hand irritably, "I remember there is a communication magic stone with Bishop Paul, just hit that one."

"But my lord, a bag fell out of the obelisk after it was broken. I haven't opened it yet." Higuain pulled out a cloth bag from behind.

Richard took it and opened the tight package layer by layer. There are dozens of large and small magic crystals in them, all of which seem to be eye-catching in purity; and dozens of smoothly polished joints about one finger long, like gems, seem to be some kind of undead magic material.

Also, a book.

The green leather hard shell is very old, and the four corners are rubbed and wrinkled. There are many gorgeous patterns painted with thin black lines on the surface, but there is not even a single text, which looks like an ordinary old diary.

Against the backdrop of the crystal clear magic crystals and joints, it looked particularly shabby and shabby.

But from the first glance, Richard believed that no matter how precious the magic crystals and bone fragments were, they were nothing but insignificant foils, and that this book was the absolute protagonist.

After advancing to the Yuehua Temple, the already powerful spiritual sense transformed again. Concealment in the usual sense is like a joke to him, it is impossible to hide.

But the elemental fluctuations contained in this book are extremely restrained, and Richard did not feel it when Higuain was behind him just now. It wasn't until the eyes caught its existence and consciously deepened the sense that it realized the extreme power that matched the extreme introversion!

It's like a cloud of darkness that can't be overcome~www.readwn.com~ The stronger the spiritual sense, the easier it is to get lost in it. On the contrary, the other people who came around were all focused on the dazzling magic crystals, and they didn't think this book was so great.

"My lord, Ao Dai's obelisk has been completely shattered." Carlos said desperately.

"That's just a shell. In my opinion, this is the master." Richard stared at the cover, opened his palm and slowly approached.

"Damn! It's bewitching me!" He suddenly realized that something was wrong, suddenly turned his head and closed his eyes, "Be careful, this book is evil!"

"What...what's wrong?" Bucklan blinked his mung bean eyes, very unclear.

Although everyone agrees, his lord is always reliable at critical moments. But it seemed inexplicable right now-suddenly started yelling at a book that was mediocre at all, completely unreasonable.

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