Hotel on the mountain

Jetro left the New World for the first time without passing through any land on the way. If he had other choices, he would definitely retreat to the New World to avoid being trapped in a world that was incompatible with him.

But he had no choice. If he wanted to obtain the portal fragments, he would definitely provoke the leaders of the Great Chik Empire, and if he provoked them, they would definitely be written on the death list. But if he doesn't get the portal fragments, he will die.

There are struggles everywhere in life, but fortunately Jetro did not back down.

Just like now, Jetro stood up consistently, standing on the deck, opposite the crowd that saw him off. He was still wearing his favorite white shirt, brown pants and black combat boots.

The ship has a wide deck, with a modified airplane parked on it.

"Master, be careful along the way." Captain Lao Mai exhaled a puff of cigar smoke.

Jetro nodded: "If I don't come back, you go back and tell Gordon that there is a document under my desk and give it to the Duke. He will understand the cause and effect and will not give my It’s all your fault.”

"Young Master..." Lao Mai pondered for a while, "These are depressing words and are unlucky."

"Let's go." Jetro shook his hand and was about to turn around when he saw Moore Bird, whom he had tricked into sailing with him, holding a big glowing thing in his arms and walking out from behind the crowd with empty steps.

"Yetro, I really can't charge it anymore. This thing is a bottomless pit." Mr. Moore's eyes were filled with black circles.

What he was holding in his hands was the chandelier of the Alpine Hotel - the Pillar of Raya and its companions. Because the communication of consciousness is limited by distance, in order to be able to use the ability of the "chandelier", Jetro brought them out together.

"Thank you for your hard work." Jetro went over and patted him on the shoulder. Moore really tried his best to help him during this time. Although it was Jetro who deceived him, saying that Meng Zhi liked "long-lasting" men, Moore plunged into the abyss of providing energy and could not extricate himself.

"How to use this thing?" Moore asked weakly.

"When it bursts into light, just continue to input energy."

"Oh." Mr. Moore had not eaten or slept well for a while. He suddenly realized, "You are leaving?! What are you going to do?"

Moore's eyes moved to Mengzhi who was following Jetro, and he said in an excited tone, "Take me with you, I can help."

Jetro went over and gave him a hug: "Wait until we come back. If you want to pursue her, go ahead." After saying this, Moore scratched his head in embarrassment, looked at Mengzhi, smiled stupidly, and then retreated. I went back and prepared to go back to my room to take a good nap.

No one would see Jetro off, after all, his behavior today was hidden from many people.

Thorad and Afu, who were following him, had already entered the remodeled cabin. Dao'er, Sis and Jetro hugged each other for the first time in a long time.

"Come back alive."

"Take care of yourself."

Jetro gave a soft "hmm", waved to them one last time, and entered the cabin with Mengzhi, and Thorad closed the cabin door. The four floating dragons grabbed the cabin and flew into the sky. The black eclipse dragon on the side vibrated its wings and entered the airspace earlier.

They were flying over the turbulent sea. Normally, the sky here would be filled with thunderstorms, which only subsided in September. The plane and the black eclipse dragon flew between the tiny heaven and earth, flying towards the place of origin.

Jetro has the map provided by Nos Noah, so he knows how to get to the place of origin. There were a total of four people in the cabin, and everyone was silent. Only Afu, who had a more lively personality, could chirp a few words.

"Our plan is to target the Swank family's ice unicorn?" Afu hugged her legs and sat on an orange bucket, "What if North Noah is killed by the Ice Curse Dragon?"

Jetro glanced at Af and couldn't help but recall the final plan he made with North——

"I have arranged some means. Sander Hill's corpse dragon will be restrained by others, so our targets are only Shirley Swank and Gustav Vasa. What do you think? ?”

The night when Nos Noah was transported to the Alpine Hotel by plane, he stood opposite Jetro, calm and collected.

"I'm going to deal with Gustav," he said. "The classic game is bottom versus top, top versus center."

"You may die." Yetro shrugged, "You said that Gustav is very strong, and his Ice Curse Dragon is also very strong. If you die, it will not be in my interests."

"I won't die." North Noah walked to the wine cabinet in Jetro's room and naturally took out a bottle of strong wine. He was still young, but he liked adult wine.

"I want to know why?"

"I have the means to target the Ice Curse Dragon, and I also have the means to make Gustav spare my life."

"You are well prepared." Jetro smiled, "But in the end, I have to believe you."

North poured a third of the spirit into the glass, drank it down his throat, and choked again.

"Hey, is there no one to answer? Am I too frustrated by asking?" Afu asked another question, bringing Jetro's thoughts back.

"We can only believe in him." Jetro replied, "Just like we must believe in ourselves, we will definitely win this emperor's war."

His firm tone made Thorad smile. He started a battle with a group of ancient dragons. What everyone needed was confidence. And in this cabin, there are also weapons that make them confident——

All the decorations in the cabin have been cleared away, leaving a lot of space to place piles of colorful mysterious barrels covered by canvas, and a huge and sophisticated weird machine.

The medium-sized island in the place of origin finally appeared in front of everyone after breaking through a thick fog. It was like a paradise, with the sun only shining on it and the adjacent sea. In other places, They are all as terrifying as a dark base camp.

On this island, it seems as if the four seasons are surging at the same time. Snowy mountains, volcanoes, jungles, and deserts all exist on the same piece of land with clear boundaries.

After waiting for Jetro and his team to fly closer, Thorad, who had excellent eyesight, approached the window, squinted his eyes, and stared at the dark volcanic rocks.

"I found it." Thorad said in a serious tone, "It's right there——"

His finger pointed at a moving white spot on the black rock ground.

"Ciri Swank, with her ice unicorn, advancing on the volcanic rocks."

The floating dragon inflated its air sacs, the black dragon focused its pupils, and they roared away, heading straight for Shirley Swank.