Steel steam and flame

The silver-white airship continued to sail in the channel where the milky white fog was actively unfolding. The strong airflow generated by the lift device could only slightly disturb the fog, and could not even make them ripple. The small particles that made up the fog seemed to have a weight that did not match their volume. They did not float in the air by their own properties, but were actively maintained by other forces.

After about a few minutes, the airship, which was about to merge with the fog, finally emerged from it and came to a clean and clear sky. The brown trunk of the new world tree became a wall, completely blocking the direction of travel in front.

Miss New World Tree's spiritual perception had already enveloped them when the airship approached. According to her guidance, the airship tilted at a certain angle, and the route was spiral, rising slowly in the silent fog kingdom.

The indicator lights flashing from time to time on the airship made it blend into this harmonious country very naturally, as if its only mission was to follow the spiral line and rise at a uniform speed towards a higher altitude.

There was no acceleration, and the lift device did not make a louder noise. The silver-white airship was in a quiet static painting. Half an hour later, it went to a sky with branches stretched out horizontally. There, the tough vine branches had interwoven a wooden apron, and there were also flexible vines stretched out, waiting for the airship to dock.

Everything seemed natural and well prepared. The airship landed on the apron almost passively - the strength of the flexible vines exceeded that of high-grade alloys, and it was very easy to "capture" the airship and gently place it on the apron - the side door opened, and standing behind the door was a middle-aged man with black hair and exuding vigorous life and energy.

"Miss New World Tree, this time, according to the request of Mr. Grote and Mr. Perkins, on behalf of the Avalon Organization, the first batch of 20 uranium-gold bombs were delivered here." The man spoke politely without losing his own momentum. But it only lasted for a few seconds. When his eyes turned from the front to the flexible vines that "captured" the airship, all the momentum disappeared. A kind of greed and desire for precious experimental materials that is unique to scientific researchers is exuded without concealment.

One of the results of staying in the Avalon Organization for many years and not contacting members of the Empire. Just like when he felt the specialness of Cassia's blood, he couldn't suppress his joy; and Sukalus joined the Avalon Organization not long ago and entered the super analyzer array, and his heart couldn't hide his joy.

"In addition, respected Miss New World Tree, on behalf of the Avalon Organization!" The middle-aged man spent a few seconds to control his emotions and make himself as polite as possible, "I hope to take away a variety of world tree materials on the return trip..."

Perhaps it will be one of the few opportunities. After that, several airships will arrive one after another and transport a total of 80 uranium gold bombs here. But getting the permission of the new world tree and taking some materials back should be the only time in this operation.

In the long history of the establishment of the Avalon Organization, this is their first contact with the new world tree. In the past, due to the dangerousness of Monikoloa, the Kingdom of Mist and the deep forests in the south, there was no chance to obtain materials.

There were high rewards at different times, and help was sought from the Empire, but no result was the final result. The sky island where Monikoloa is located and the Dragon's Nest, combined with the strength of the new world tree itself, the Kingdom of Mist is also a restricted area for a group of fifth-stage operators.

The middle-aged man bowed to thank him, a very standard form of imperial courtesy. Although he had no confidence in himself and the Avalon Organization, he was very confident in Grot, Pekinz, and the most important Cassia.

"There is only the number of this airship." The words of Miss New World Tree rang in his head.

All the excitement, joy and gratitude finally turned into a solemn thank you from him: "Thank you, respected Miss New World Tree."

On the other side, in the frozen Endless Sea below, the breath of dazzling light that could cover the sky still did not disappear.

The rounded breath was maintained, melting the rock layer under the seabed every second, allowing the passage to the underground world to get closer.

In the distance, Lisuman on the dragon's back still cooperated with the five giant whales to maintain the tornado storm, so that this sea area could remain stable under the effect of the freezing energy.

"Alas..." she sighed. Because even if the light of Monikoroa's breath was dazzling, it was just light, and the power it carried was nothing. This means that the control of power has gone to another dimension, all integrated into that breath, and can be released to the surrounding environment at will according to the mood.

Recently, Groot and Pekinz have rarely been seen to take action, and she has also grown a lot, so that she is about to forget the power of the sixth-stage life form.

Whether it is the extreme field or the transition stage to the sixth stage, unless it is like Cassia, with many special features, it is completely not on the same level compared to the sixth stage.

However, Lisuman felt lucky at the moment. At least in her memory, the power and terror of the crazy girl were always impressive and could not be erased, which inspired her to keep moving forward. After all, it was related to her own life, and she didn't want to be chopped into thin air by the crazy girl's sword.

Monikoloa's breath is still continuing, and the energy release under the current situation cannot reach his reserve threshold. It's just melting the rock layer, not fighting other dragon leaders. The consumption of attack and defense is far greater than maintaining the breath.

During this period, three other silver-white special airships arrived in the sky one after another, disappeared in the corridor torn open by the Kingdom of Mist, and delivered a total of 80 uranium-gold bombs intact.

When the airship began to return, the last airship crashed into the deep blue area. In the encircled Endless Sea, the white light of the breath and Monikoloa had disappeared. The red star light fell again, but they still could not completely illuminate the huge passage leading to the underground world at the bottom of the seabed.

At this moment, there were still mottled flames burning at the edge of the passage, sparsely consuming the last bit of polluted mist that had escaped. On the glazed scorched earth, the power of the new world tree and Cassia's blood are growing a vine covered with many green leaves, like weaving a layer of green lichen, gradually covering the entire passage.

The dragon brought Lisuman down from the sky, and its size was inconspicuous at all, sinking into the dark passage. Their next work is about to begin.