The Era of Gods - Chapter 149

Chapter 149: Chapter 149 Thunder Wings The Lord of Wrath

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Lin Xiao glanced at Shen Yuexin, who shrugged her shoulders and said,

“I don’t mind; you decide.”

Turning to Lin Xu, he spread his hands to indicate he had no objections. With that in mind, Lin Xiao looked up at the many students forming larger temporary teams and said to them,

“Then come on over.”

They were just hitching a ride, which was no problem at all.

But they didn’t join him on the magic carpet; instead, they had their own flying vehicle, a small wooden sailboat sailing in the sky, which appeared very exquisite and wasn’t slow either.

The vast magic carpet could hold dozens of people. With only three of them aboard, it felt extremely empty. The carpet was enchanted with a magic barrier, so even when flying at high speed, they didn’t feel a hint of wind. Shen Yuexin sat down leisurely and took out a small tea table, some cushions, teaware, and actually started brewing tea right there.

Lin Xu also took out a small table and a large plate filled with fresh fruit.

“Damn, you can even prepare all this?”

Lin Xiao felt like a country bumpkin, having brought nothing with him. If he were alone, he’d probably have to rely on his legs to trek across the wilderness to his destination.

Well, flying would also work since, as a seasoned Divine Being with four points of Divinity, he was capable of flight.

After a few sips of tea, Lin Xiao was interested in chatting with Shen Yuexin, but it seemed inappropriate with a third wheel nearby. After clearing his throat, he reconsidered and gave up the idea, turning his attention outside instead.

The land beneath them was an endless barren wasteland, with sparse unknown grey or black weeds growing here and there. Occasionally, they spotted some twisted, vine-wrapped trees, with flat and barren ground that even weeds struggled to grow on, let alone any creatures. They had flown tens of kilometers without seeing a single living thing.

Looking up in the direction they came from, the edge of the wasteland was lined with dazzling auroras, and dark dots were flying from there towards other places—those were other teams’ flying vehicles.

Looking in other directions, the Vault of Heaven was gloomy, with thick black clouds gathering and thick lightning occasionally bursting, as if it were about to rain.

It wasn’t actually about to rain, and those weren’t real clouds; it was just that the nearby space was weak, the Plane Crystal Wall had ruptured, and the plane’s primal forces were leaking out, along with anomalies produced by the pressure of Void Energy on the plane’s own rules at the broken spots.

This situation gradually eased as they flew deeper into the plane, and the sky slowly cleared. Even the land below, while still a desolate wasteland, had more robust plant life, and occasionally small animals could be seen.

After flying about a hundred kilometers or so, a large river appeared before them. On one side of the river was the wasteland, and on the other was a bright green as far as the eye could see—as if the riverbanks bordered two entirely different worlds.

As the magic carpet crossed the river at a height of two or three kilometers, following the river upstream for about ten kilometers, they saw a small town by the river. From high above, they could also make out farther villages and a castle atop a mountain.

That ancient castle was the domain of a Vampire Lord, also a target for destruction, but not their mission. Their destination was still quite a distance away from there.

Though this plane was a Piecemeal Plane, its predecessor was an exceptionally large plane, very vast indeed. Even a broken piece of the plane was between the size of a medium and a large plane.

The magic carpet’s speed was quite fast, reaching a top speed of over five hundred kilometers per hour. After more than a day spent traveling westward across several thousand kilometers, they arrived at the destination marked on the map.

The magic carpet stopped at the peak of a lone mountain standing on the plain. The five who came with them parted ways here, flying north, while they headed south. To the east, about one or two hundred kilometers away in the direction they had come from, was their destination, the Ancient City. Whether they had arrived already or not, he didn’t know.

The mission seemed simple: to wipe out the targeted area’s Vampire Lords and the many high-quality demi-god followers of the Semi-god Vampires, as well as the Vampire Church.

On the magic carpet, Lin Xiao unfolded the virtual map and zoomed in, pointing to several places marked with cities, towns, and castles, and said,

“We’ll split up and scout these three locations first, see what Vampire Lords and Aristocrats are around, get a clear picture of their strength and troop distribution, and then act on our return. How’s that?”

“Okay,”

Lin Xu nonchalantly drew a circle on the virtual map,

“I’ll scout out this area.”

Lin Xiao casually pointed near Lin Xu’s area, looked at Shen Yuexin’s delicate face, and said,

“Then I’ll take a look at this area; the rest is up to you.”

“Okay,”

Having agreed on the plan, Lin Xu was the first to take off on a skateboard-like object, while Lin Xiao simply stepped off the magic carpet, floating in the air with a slight expenditure of the Power of Faith.

Behind him, Shen Yuexin slightly raised her eyebrows and called out to him,

“Why aren’t you using a flying device?”

He awkwardly said,

“I don’t have one.”

She curiously asked,

“Why didn’t you buy one at the base earlier?”

“The cheap ones didn’t appeal to me, and I couldn’t afford the good ones.”

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She reached up to touch her forehead, speechless, then rummaged through her pocket and handed him a palm-sized pair of wings:

“Here, this is my little nephew’s toy. Make do with it.”

“What is this?”

“And this set too!”

He looked at the two small objects she had thrown at him with a puzzled face, examining them from both sides. Suddenly, Shen Yuexin covered her mouth and snickered, saying nothing as she shook her magic carpet and flew away.

“Hey…”

Watching the magic carpet disappearing into the distance, he took another look at the decidedly plastic-looking angel’s wings and another equally cartoonish and plastic-looking sword… hilt, that is. When he saw the small print at the bottom of the wings, he couldn’t help but read aloud softly:

“Wings of Angel, please grant me the power to fly into the Vault of Heaven!”

A slightly embarrassing chant barely finished, the plasticky wings in his hand suddenly glowed and turned into a stream of white light that merged into his body. The next second, an enormous burst of light erupted from his back, and a pair of lustrous light feathers grew out. With just a thought, the light wings flapped gently, and a powerful force propelled him, trailing wisps of white light, more than a hundred meters forward.

“Damn, kids’ toys are this awesome now?”

He could feel that these angel’s wings were quite an impressive magic item, affixed with Advanced Flight Art, Light’s Feathers, and Brightness Art, constant Protect Evil, Shield of Belief, and a daily Angel form, among other dazzling effects, looking very extravagant.

He then looked at the exaggerated toy sword hilt in his hand, which also had a line of small print:

“Sword of Angel, please grant me the power to eradicate evil!”

Another embarrassing incantation barely uttered, the end of the hilt emitted a brilliant light, stretching into a massive cross-shaped light sword.

Sword of Angel: Constant fourth-ring Priest’s Divine Holy Strength, constant Removing Enchantment, constant powerful Expelling Magic, ten daily fiery strikes, ten daily healing spells, three daily destruction spells, and one daily Resurrection Technique.

“Holy smokes, even Resurrection Technique is included. Is this really a child’s toy?”

These wings and this sword could probably be considered heirloom treasures of some churches on the Aborigines Plane, and with these two items, he could completely pass as an angel.

A constant spell implies it is always effective. With a thought, Lin Xiao became a beam of white light and flew off into the distance.

The flying speed of Advanced Flight Art was quite fast, almost similar to the speed of Shen Yuexin’s magic carpet, which probably also had Advanced Flight Art as a constant feature.

The area he was responsible for surveying was located north of a river over a hundred meters wide. This side of the river was slightly low-lying, with several small villages by the river and many cultivated fields where numerous indigenous humans clad in hemp garments were bending over working in the fields.

Judging by the houses and the native’s clothing, this world’s level of production was still in the medieval era, with simple wooden plows and only two water buffaloes for farming.

He saw a family of four tilling a field, a middle-aged man with rough, cracked skin and a stooped back was pulling the plow, his son pushing from behind, using manpower to till the land.

Not far away on a wide field bund, a table was set up, and a somewhat pale-faced man was lying in a chair, drinking water and eating. Occasionally, he would use a whip to point and loudly scold the farmers working in the fields. Two young farm girls, one massaging his feet and the other fanning him, stood by his side.

“What a wicked ancient society!”

The pale-faced supervisor was a Blood Servant—a servant to the vampires, or a partially-transformation incomplete vampire. Like vampires, Blood Servants also possessed a dislike for sunlight, making them efficient assistants to vampires.

This supervisor certainly couldn’t be considered an efficient assistant, but just as despicable.

Lin Xiao, without any courtesy, swung down his sword, bringing down a column of white light from the sky that struck the indulging Blood Servant, instantly turning him into a fireball and reducing him to ashes.

The two farm girls screamed in terror, standing frozen in place, at a loss for what to do.

Killing this guy wouldn’t change much, but Lin Xiao simply couldn’t stand him and decided to deal with that first.

After quickly flying over the farmland, Lin Xiao arrived above a small castle built on the edge of a hill. It was a small-scale castle, likely the residence of some minor Vampire Noble. Just as he arrived, a flurry of blood shadows burst out from the castle, transforming into a figure draped in a black robe, who looked up into the sky and spotted him.

The two exchanged glances from a distance for several seconds before Lin Xiao, without a word, turned around and left.

This was just a minor vampire, just stepping into the Transcendent Level. He could easily kill it without even calling his subordinates, but there was no point in killing it now. He decided to mark the location and come back another time.

Next, Lin Xiao traced several hundred kilometers of distance, exploring and marking towns and castles, especially those inhabited by Vampire Nobles, over two days. Returning to the gathering point, Lin Xu had already come back, while Shen Yuexin was still not there.

The two pooled their explored information, marking it on the virtual map to perfect it, and casually discussed where to start when the time came.

Lin Xiao didn’t encounter any Great Lords in his area, just a small town and two small castles, posing not much of a challenge.

Lin Xu’s area was similar, with four small castles of Vampire Nobles, two small towns, and likewise no significant characters.

Now they were only waiting for Shen Yuexin to return. The Vampire Great Lord of this area was likely in her region.

“Hurry up, finish moving so we can wrap up!”

Yu Xiu, with a cigar in his mouth, kicked a burly Half Beastman in the leg and glanced up at the sky, feeling somewhat concerned.

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