Chapter 364:

Melka thought that something was wrong here. thing...
He lost his mind. In spite of himself, he deviated from consciousness-when he stormed again, he knew
He made a mistake. He knew that he had lost a considerable amount of time-perhaps as much as three hours.
Everything seems to be the same as before, except that he has actually fallen asleep, but he knows that time has passed
Passed, snatched away by some kind of two...
magic.
For a moment, the magnitude of what he was thinking overwhelmed Melkas' imagination. He has always believed
It is a bad idea to use the wise natural medicine of the aboriginals to amplify the ability of the imperial hybrid camouflage dogs.
The dreamer uses it because he has always believed that he is not a neutral tool: in fact, they are contaminated by the manufacturer.
Corroded cove. Now he is completely persuaded. What Barberis was trying to do, and no matter what the spy
Attempting to do this will only result in a disaster... and the time he lost put him on the verge of death.
disaster.
Although his efforts made him dizzy, he suddenly stood up.
He started shaking the man next to him with one hand, and reached out with the other hand to soothe Major General Frol, but his eyes
Still fixed on and on. The Pseks are still pretending to sleep and still seem to be victims of a nightmare, but
Barberis opened his eyes.
"What did you do, Lagan?" Melkas demanded. \'what have you done? \'
Barberis did not answer. The chief interrogator just smiled-but the smile said more than a thousand words. It says Barberis
Never intended to be a passenger on this expedition, tenderly obedient to all the fate that Mercas might do for him
Their intended destination. It is said that Barberis’ despair is more extreme than Melkas imagined, maybe more
Bimerkas imagined the extreme.
The ominous smile spreads completely, and the plane seems to be extremely unstable and wobbly
Shockingly to the left and down. Melkas felt his abdominal muscles clenched and knew whether he would reflex
Frightened that his companions might have been attacked by terror-but most of his companions seemed to be asleep,
dream.
"Moberg?" Melkas said anxiously.
The pilot said it was just turbulence and excellence. \'We want to leave amber waste and enter a more moderate country. just
There is nothing to be happy about sinking-\'
When the plane tilted sharply again, his last sentence was still not spoken.
He woke up and stood up immediately, his voice was a little cracked when he screamed: "What happened?"
\'sit down! \'Mercutt commanded-but Fauci was not in the mood to accept the order.
"I know this monster is not safe!" he yelled. ``It's already two hundred years old! We are going to collapse!
Now, the tech master Solderon is also awake. At least, his thoughtful existence must initiate prayer rather than concession
Panic, but Melkas knew he was driven by terror, not any belief that prayers would be answered.
Mercat pushed himself into the cockpit, into the narrow space behind the pilot's seat. The plane was still shaking drunk,
Its nose is even lower.
"What's the matter, buddy?" he asked Morberg.
"I... don't know, next," this was the only answer he got.
It was a little late for Merkat to realize that it didn’t matter whether the airship became a victim of Barbury’s crazy plan.
Or the spells of some enemy wizards, or just a mechanical malfunction. The critical issue is
Can do anything.
Suddenly, Melkas saw the anxiety he had been so contemptuous before. The plane is a
It was originally forged by a real, but it is also 200 years old. Faith Empire Manufacturing is one of them
He was aware of this, but his belief in secular maintenance was another matter. Soldier's predecessors are undoubtedly unusual
Carefully keep the machine in good condition, and keep all necessary rituals and forms, but keep two hundred kinds
It has been a long time to keep components free from corrosion and metal fatigue.
Jar Morberg is a well-trained pilot, but how good is a pilot when his actual flying experience is limited
How long will it take to escape, and can't walk more than 100 miles from anywhere?
Melkas thought, I trusted too much, even he might make such a mistake, which surprised me. I have been
Lu, is too impulsive-now I have lost everything because I am very close to dominating the world.
"You must land us safely," he said nervously to Jar Morberg.
"Whatever it is, you must safely overwhelm us."
"What do you think I want to do?" Moberg complained frankly and rudely. "I am here too, am I not?"
The craft was still shaking, but its dive did not increase.
Mercat stared into the narrow window of the cockpit, trying to see everything ahead. The night is now going well, but
From this height, the terrain looks chaotic. Very little visible light-no signal to predict
Although there are one or two illuminated windows that may be isolated farmhouses, it is still a solid town.
Mercas knew that the land between the farms would be wild, and the dense land was covered with various native vegetation.
Mercas knows that the native vegetation of Gulzacandela is warped vegetation, which has been slightly polluted for thousands or millions of years.
Faint corruption under the sun, moon and stars and in the sky. He has never seen its vastness-
Before the arrival of the imperial drifters, Karazhandra's soil was almost completely occupied by human crops
There-but he knew exactly what the huge shadow hidden under the plane was.
He told Moberg: "You must find a flat place." "A place where we can land."
"I know." Morberg gritted his teeth and replied. "But I can't see it."
"I have notified General Fulbra, which is very good," the Vaux operator said. Despite his voice
The effort required to maintain its uniformity is obvious.
From the cabin behind, Melkas could hear screams. At first I thought it was, I lost control completely, but
He quickly realized that it was.
"Great beast!" Aji screamed\'Daemon! Daemon! It tore the sky! "
In Melkas’s eyes, the starry sky above them looked very quiet and must have been torn apart-but the air passed through
The transfer of craftsmanship seems to be increasingly disturbed. The plane bounced up and down, shaking violently.
Morberg seems to be fighting for control and losing.
Sardron was yelling now, as if he was trying to drown Aji. He’s talking about a parachute, but Mercas
I don't know what a parachute is. The person in charge of technology is the custodian of various arcane concepts. Unfortunately, the meaning of these concepts is
Lost.
"You can do it, Jarl," Melkas said. "You can let us down with confidence. None of us will die.
He added silently, except for the snake and the crazy spy. Now he was desperate and started to
His own, but he completely ignored Lagan Barberis, even though he knew very well that Barberis was
The concentration of the Holy Emperor.
The dive did not become steeper and steeper, but the aircraft was still losing altitude. Now it is possible to see the ominous shadow shape
The tallest alien plant, its terrible multiplication seems infinite in near darkness.
"Oh my God, the emperor is with you, Lar." Melkas whispered softly, much more sincere than he had imagined an hour ago. \'can
He guides you safely to landing. You can do it, Lal. You are a pilot, you can do it! \'
But when the desolate and dark wells of chaos and pollution rise, seeming to devour them, Orlock Merkas is secretly convinced
A well-educated but well-trained pilot simply cannot do it.
Damn, Barberis, he thought. You ruined us
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