Chapter 812: Landing On The Island (1/2)

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Ye Xinglan had been observing this cl.u.s.ter of islands this entire, trying to search for one that matched the shape of the island on the map given to them by the academy.

Everyone cast their eyes toward the direction she was pointing at, and sure enough, there was a larger island that was very similar in shape to the island on the map.

Yuanen Yehui and Yue Zhengyu had already changed directions and were flying toward that island even without being prompted by Tang Wulin.

They were currently at an alt.i.tude of around 1,000 meters, and they slowly descended from there. All of a sudden, all seven of them shuddered in unison, and they were struck by the feeling that they had just pa.s.sed through something invisible. Immediately thereafter, the surrounding s.p.a.ce twisted and warped before they continued to descend.

To Tang Wulin and the others, they all felt as if they'd experienced an instant of absent-mindedness, and in that instant, all seven of them disappeared from the radars of the Northsea Legion.

The gravitational force suddenly increased, sending Tang Wulin and the others plummeting downward at a faster speed. Tang Wulin yelled, ”Don't panic, everyone; we'll be fine. Xiaoyan, use your Astral Chains to link all of us!”

Xu Xiaoyan's soul rings appeared around her body, and she instantly activated her fourth soul skill, conjuring up a series of s.h.i.+mmering golden Astral Chains that connected everyone.

Back when they'd abandoned the aircraft, they were at an alt.i.tude of around 3,000 meters. If they were to plunge downward in complete free fall, it would take them two minutes at most before they crashed down onto the ground.

Even with Yuanen Yehui and Yue Zhengyu's wings to slow their fall, it had still only taken them around five minutes to drop down to this alt.i.tude. Both of them had already eaten Bloodthirsty Red Bean Buns and were flapping their wings with all their might, doing everything they could to prevent everyone from falling to their deaths.

Meanwhile, Tang Wulin connected everyone with his thick Bluesilver Emperor vines, and he wore a very calm expression, seemingly completely unfl.u.s.tered by the situation that was currently unfolding.

The more they descended toward the ground, the clearer the view they had of the island. The ground below them was entirely black, but it didn't seem to be comprised of rocks or soil. There were plants growing on the undulating hills on the island, but even they were completely black. Looking at them from up above, they were like a series of black monstrous beasts.

With the enhancements from their suits of battle armor, Yuanen Yehui and Yue Zhengyu were still able to just barely adjust the direction they were flying toward despite the increased gravitational force, carrying everyone straight toward their target island. They were getting closer and closer to the ground.

”Everyone, prepare for impact!” Tang Wulin yelled as his five soul rings s.h.i.+mmered around him, and more and more Bluesilver Emperor vines began to emerge from his body.

They were about to reach the ground at any second now, and both Yuanen Yehui and Yue Zhengyu were flapping their wings with all their might to try and slow their fall, but the seven of them were still plummeting at an alarming speed.

Right at this moment, Tang Wulin's second soul ring suddenly lit up. One Bluesilver Emperor vine after another shot forth like giant pythons, plunging straight into the ground. His fourth soul ring also lit up, and those vines instantly expanded to around the thickness of a human leg. In the instant that the vines pierced into the ground, they immediately began to bend, buffering the impact and slowing everyone's fall in the process like a bouncy pad.

A streak of golden light erupted forth, and what appeared to be a small golden dragon sprang up fro the ground, repelling Tang Wulin into the air again. All of his friends were connected to him through his Bluesilver Emperor vines, so they were also flung into the air along with him. Thus, their downward momentum was completely arrested, and they slowly drifted down onto the ground.

The Bluesilver Emperor vines were withdrawn, and a safe landing was achieved.

”That was way too intense!” Xie Xie yelled with excitement, and indeed it was.

This was the first time all of them had encountered such a situation, and it had to be said that they had done very well.

Tang Wulin wasn't the pilot of the aircraft, but he had exerted exemplary control over the entire operation. In particular, his decision to release his Tyrant Dragon in that dire situation was a masterstroke. If it weren't for that stroke of genius, there was definitely no way that they would've been able to escape from those fighter aircrafts and mechas so easily. After all, the Northsea Legion certainly wasn't full of slouches.

”How is everyone?” Tang Wulin asked.

”We're fine!” Everyone gave Tang Wulin a hand signal to indicate that everything was normal. They were all one-word battle armor masters, and there was some slight impact during the final moments of their descent, but the defensive prowess of their suits of battle armor was more than enough to nullify that force.

Tang Wulin waved a hand, and everyone quickly got into formation. Tang Wulin, Ye Xinglan, Yue Zhengyu, and Yuanen Yehui were situated on the outside of the formation, while the other three stood on the inside.

Only then could they better observe their surroundings. The sea by the northeastern region of the continent was very cold, so most of the trees on the island were pine trees, and they all appeared to be thriving. However, the unsettling thing was that all of the plants here were of an inky-black color, just like the earth. It was a rather harrowing sight to behold.