Mortal Epic of Douluo

Flying is prohibited in Soto City. Unless you are really a powerful soul master above the Soul Saint level, as long as you fly in the sky, you will definitely be targeted by several firing crossbows in the city. That thing is a level 50 defense.

Being a battle soul master is also pretty tough.

After leaving Soto City, we drove all the way north towards the Kingdom of Silvis. After only five miles, Atreus couldn't bear the loneliness.

"Old Liu, you drive." Atreus put down his words, threw the reins to Liu Yan, and shouted to Oscar, who was driving alongside him: "Xiao Ao, give me a sausage, I want to fly!"

Oscar looked at the road ahead and saw that it was smooth. He was not worried about the horse being misbehaved, so he put down the reins and recited the incantation: "Fly fast - mushroom intestines!"

After reciting the soul curse, Oscar's face turned pale, and a strange sausage about five centimeters long appeared in his hand. It looked like a mushroom, with a pair of looming wings on both sides of the mushroom sausage.

"Arui, I spent three times more soul power on this mushroom sausage, and it can last for three minutes, then!" Oscar threw the mushroom sausage over, and Atreus caught it accurately and stuffed it into his mouth.

Feeling the soul power contained in the mushroom intestines flowing to his limbs, Atreus directly bent his knees and jumped forward.

When Atreus ate mushroom sausage for the first time and experienced the feeling of flying, he felt that he had gained true freedom. This feeling was really mysterious, completely free from the bondage of the earth, and his whole person seemed to be integrated into it.

In the air, it turned into wind.

Two streamlined wings fluttered out from his back, and with a slight beat of the wings, he rose into the air when he should have fallen to the ground.

Fraser stuck his head out of the car window and shouted to Atreus: "Don't fly too far, be careful you won't come back!"

The two women behind her also leaned their heads towards each other. Zhu Zhuqing was always very calm, but when he saw Atreus flying in the air, his eyes revealed a hint of envy. Ning Rongrong looked towards Atreus excitedly.

Reese yelled: "Wow - what cool wings, fly up quickly and let me see them!"

When Atreus heard Ning Rongrong shouting to him, an idea suddenly came to his mind. He waved to Ning Rongrong and said: "Hey, Ning Rongrong, hurry up!"

Ning Rongrong, who was in the midst of excitement, immediately summoned his Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda without much thought. His second soul ring shone brightly and he recited a soul mantra: "The Seven Treasures are famous, and the second is - hurry up!"

A ray of colored glaze light shot into Atreus's body, and he suddenly felt that the pair of wings connected to his back in the form of soul power were beating more powerfully. With a movement of his mind, he flew away in an instant.

This third soul skill was chosen by Leonid after a long period of deliberation. There was no agility attack type soul master in their small team and they lacked mobility, so he believed that Oscar's third soul skill should focus on speed.

There are many spirit beasts on the mainland that are famous for their speed, and there happens to be an extremely famous spirit beast in Haagen-Dazs that fits Leonid's idea - the bald eagle.

The bald eagle is a unique bird spirit beast of Haagen-Dazs. It lives on the west branch of the northern mountains and on the high cliffs connected to the sea.

Soul beasts with the ability to fly are the most difficult to hunt, and flying soul skills are generally rarely produced by soul beasts with a strength of less than 10,000 years, but this does not mean that there is no chance.

The soul ring produced by the soul beast needs to be adapted to the soul master's martial soul. If the soul ring produced by the same soul beast is absorbed by different types of soul masters, the soul skills obtained may also be different.

According to Leonid's observations, in terms of flight ability alone, the speed of the bald eagle is second only to the sharp-tailed swift, and the swooping speed of the bald eagle when hunting is the fastest among all the spirit beasts he has observed.

Twelve years ago, Leonid witnessed with his own eyes the entire process of a ten-thousand-year-old bald eagle hunting a nearly ten-thousand-year-old sharp-tailed swift. The flight speed of the ten-thousand-year-old bald eagle alone seemed to be the same as that of a ten-thousand-year-old swift.

Sharp-tailed Swift, but their combat capabilities are not at the same level, so Sharp-tailed Swift is being chased from beginning to end.

When the stamina of the sharp-tailed swift was almost exhausted, the bald eagle used its ultimate move - the death dive. Leonid's description is: the bald eagle's dive of thousands of years produced a strong shock wave.

When the roaring sound reached my ears, it felt like the air had been exploded, violent and harsh.

"Sonic boom", after Leonid's narration, Atreus "proposed" this word, Leonid thought it was very good, so he officially recorded the word "sonic boom".

Since the sonic boom phenomenon occurs, the diving speed of the ten thousand-year-old bald eagle is likely to exceed the speed of sound - 340 meters/second, 1224 kilometers/hour!

The speed of a thousand-year-old bald eagle cannot be compared to that of a thousand-year-old sea eagle, but Oscar's third soul skill is still very effective. He has tested it himself and found that in ten seconds, his flying distance is exactly about one kilometer.

This data is not accurate, because Douluo Continent's current technology is still too backward, so he does not have an accurate timer. But it is enough to get a rough value. The speed of 360 kilometers per hour completely crushes the wind.

Cockscomb snake.

This speed, coupled with the assistance of the Qibao Glazed Pagoda, is exactly what it looks like - Wuhu, take off!

Feeling the whistling wind in his ears, Atreus could not open his eyes because of the violent air flow produced when it broke through the sky. However, this was not the first time that he felt the effect of flying mushroom intestines, and he knew how to face this phenomenon.

He summoned his spear and shield, and concentrated his soul power on the tip of the spear, holding the spear in front. Under the control of Atreus' exquisite soul power, the strong wind could no longer distract his eyes, and the vast world came into view.

The Lima Plain below stretches as far as the eye can see, an expanse of endless green extending to the end of the field of vision. The hottest period of the day is over, and farmers have returned to working in the fields.

Atreus liked to see this kind of scene the most, especially when viewed from the air, which had a unique flavor.

He was gradually attracted by this picture, and began to no longer pursue the thrill of rapid flight, but leisurely hovered in the air to see and feel this busy farming scene that he loved.

It wasn't just a farmer who happened to see Atreus hovering in the sky when he looked up. The farmers greeted their friends, some knelt down and prayed devoutly to Atreus, and some gathered with relatives and friends to discuss this incident.

Where did this powerful soul master come from?

Atreus didn't want to disturb their work, and although he was reluctant to part with this rural painting, he still flew away.

In the southern part of the Barak Kingdom, from the Yaksa Pass to the Tianling Mountains, is the Lima Plain, a well-known granary of the continent. But in the future, countless armies will trample here, farmland will be trampled, ditches will be filled, and adult men may be

If the labor force is conscripted, women, children, the elderly and the weak will find it difficult to survive.

In that ridiculous war, no matter which side in the war wins, they are pitiful, useless, victims who can be abandoned at any time. No one cares about their wishes, no one cares about their lives, and they can do nothing

All I can do is pray, pray that I can survive.

Every word in the history books is written with their blood, but their names will be lost in the long river of history like the whistling wind, and no one will remember them.

Atreus clenched the spear in his hand, blood was gushing in his body, and his thoughts traveled ten years later, completely unaware that the tip of the spear had been lit by his will.