Chapter 134 Wings of the God of Poetry
Spring, 1459 of the Holy Calendar.
The high slopes outside Morning Frost Ridge are shrouded in mist, and the barren wilderness has been covered with low green grass and moss, with exposed rocks scattered among them.
The air is crisp.
The spring breeze blew the brown single ponytail of the dragonborn girl. She was wearing a dark robe and sitting on a stone with her chin in her hands. Her eyes reflected the handsome silver-haired boy.
Yeats wore a woolen cloak and an aristocratic hunting suit underneath. He raised his arms, and the snow-white raptor suddenly cut through the sky like an arrow and landed on his hand, with a pair of bright yellow eyes.
"What happened to the snow owl today? So energetic?"
Grey asked.
“Before I came to practice flying, I fed it coffee.”
Yeats rubbed the chubby owl and warned: “When I fly, if it accidentally falls, , remember to save me!”
The snowy owl raised its head proudly: "Gu!"
Don't worry, I have several spells to protect your safety!
Whether it is the 'flying technique' that temporarily provides flight capabilities to other units, or the 'wind wall technique' that can use strong winds to carry objects, they can all provide protection when Yeats practices flying.
The magic power stored in the magic organ in Snow Owl's body has also been steadily increasing by staying up late and meditating day after day.
According to Master Candela, the current Snow Owl is only one step away from being promoted to the third ring.
Yeats originally thought that his upgrade speed was fast enough.
After all, in less than half a year, he had been promoted from a zero-level mortal to a second-level mortal. This efficiency could not be matched even by Hilud, who had a destiny.
What's more, he almost died in Remiel's Soul Realm, and this was the breakthrough.
But the Snow Owl reads scrolls, eats, and stays up late every day... This is actually almost the third ring!
“It’s not unreasonable for Teacher Candela to want to take Snow Owl as his disciple.” Yeats thought to himself, “The legendary mage Merlin is nicknamed ‘Little Snow Owl’!”
Two days have passed since I bid farewell to Herod.
She and Sora have gone to the North and will target the Holy Land to practice and fight.
The King of the Wild Hunt mentioned that Hilud possesses the [Destiny] and has the Black Knight as his backer. After facing Lemuel and realizing the power of the Holy Realm, his improvement speed must have been rapid.
Yeats is looking forward to meeting Herod again.
For this reason, he cannot stand still... New ingredients, new territory, new spells and combat techniques, Yeats wants them all!
Early this morning, Yeats called Gray and went to the hillside outside the territory to try out the new blessing he had received after being promoted to the second ring, the 'Wings of the God of Poetry'.
Blessings are very different from spells and combat skills. Spells and combat skills can be understood by one's own practice, while blessings only come from the power of gods.
The 'Wings of the God of Poetry' call out a pair of invisible wings of inspiration from the divine realm of the goddess of art, giving Yeats the ability to fly.
First try.
Yeats concentrated his mind and realized the mottled and diverse divinity in the realm of the soul——
There is an elm tree on the surface of the soul water, and the shadow of the elm tree is reflected in the mirror-like water surface.
There are two rings on the trunk of the elm tree with a metallic luster. The first ring seems to be made of bronze, while the second ring has a shimmer of silver.
According to legend, men and women in this world were first created by gods from elm and oak trees.
Therefore, the tree of life in the extraordinary person’s body goes from zero rings to ten rings, from the roots to the crown, which is a path from human to god.
Yeats discovered that around his tree of life, above the water of the soul, floating rosy glow, cyan aurora, thick black fog, hazy moonlight, purple shadow...< br>
These remaining divinities coexist peacefully within one's own body.
According to common sense, if there were so many and complex divinities in a person's body, he would have exploded and died.
Yeats felt sad in his heart...Thanks to "Phantom Wings" and thanks to the panel, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to make deals with so many gods at the same time!
Soon.
Yeats consciously stared at the cyan aurora and felt a divine power coming from the aurora. He opened his eyes and felt this divine power rushing to his back, and his body became extremely light!
Leap with force.
Under Gray's shocked gaze, Yeats jumped more than three meters, but within a few seconds of hovering, he fell heavily from the air.
Boom!
Yeats fell into disgrace.
Gray stood up in shock: "It's okay, Yeats?"
"It hurts...but it's still acceptable..."
Yeats hissed, stood up, lowered his head and silently recited the 'Cleaning Technique' spell to his muddy coat, and the power of the magic net followed. Mobilize and take on a new look.
As a second-ring knight, and with many permanent benefits from cooking, Yeats's physique is quite resistant to beatings. He recovered after falling three meters high and being dusted.
Later.
Yeats looked at the Snow Owl full of resentment.
The look in his eyes said, "Didn't you promise to catch me?"
The snowy owl blinked innocently... But you just jumped and didn't fly?
Compared with tangible wings, the invisible Wings of Poetry are more difficult to control. Its essence is 'inspiration'. When Yeats's mind is clearer and his thoughts are more focused, the Wings of Poetry become more flexible. .
On the contrary, when Yeats was attacked and had to be distracted, the Wings of Poetry seemed quite useless, and the plane crashed after one mistake. but.
When Yeats obtained the wings of the God of Poetry, the corresponding flying skills also emerged in his mind.
Among these flying skills, there is a word called 'flow'.
Artists can easily enter a flow state, in which they seem not to feel the passage of time, and are more likely to create high-quality works.
The essence of 'flying' is the control of mana. The more delicate the mana is used, the more advanced the flying skills.
The 'Wings of the God of Poetry' is a flight method that focuses on the soul. It has no mana consumption and only consumes mental points. Currently, Yeats can only focus on flying for five minutes.
But if you can enter a ‘flow’ state, the flight time will be greatly extended.
Yeats tried many times, fell to his head several times, and was saved by snowy owls several times. Finally, at sunset, he finally got a clue.
"The proficiency level of your proficiency item 'Flying' has been upgraded to the apprentice level!"
The proficiency levels are divided into apprentice, apprentice, proficient, proficient, expert, master, and grandmaster.
Yeats was already a master in the art of food, and corresponding to the level of magic medicine, thanks to the principle of the same source of medicine and food, Yeats speculated that he also had a master level.
But flying is, after all, regarded as one of the most difficult skills to master. Even many fourth-ring extraordinary beings do not have the ability to fly.
Yeats, as the second ring, has been able to fly into the blue sky, which is enough to make a group of fourth ring strong men extremely envious.
At dusk.
Walking with the wind, Yeats felt the strong wind blowing on his face and felt extremely happy.
Wuhu, now this lord can fly!
Gray looked up at Yeats in the sky, her mouth wide open.
"Snowy owl, look, Yeats has gone up to the sky!"
Suddenly.
A wild pigeon bumped into Yeats's wing, instantly breaking the invisible wings woven with spirit!
The ‘Wings of the God of Poetry’ looks like it can fly without the help of wings, but it will collapse once it is attacked!
Yeats's expression changed, he lowered his head and looked down, watching the cold ground quickly zooming in before his eyes, and shouted: "Snowy owl, save me!"
The snowy owl flapped its wings, and blue light appeared in its eyes.
Yeats, who was stared at by it, was like a drowning man hugging straw. He fluttered his hands twice in the air, regained his balance, slowly landed on the ground, and then exhaled.
"Gu~" The snow owl showed a proud little look.
Look, you have to rely on my help~
Yeats said seriously: "Thank you, fat chicken with a round face!"
This scene fell into the eyes of the albatross flying from a distance.
The albatross that Candela transformed into has twinkling eyes and ups and downs in his heart.
It is indeed rare for Yeats to have the ability to fly when he was only in his second ring, but Candela, who was well-informed, had seen precedents.
What's more, Yeats often received blessings from the gods, and Candela was no longer surprised.
However, the method shown by the Snow Owl was actually -
Casting spells through the air?
Flying spells are spells under the category of ‘touch casting’, while air casting is a more advanced spell casting technique than silent casting and rapid casting!
I haven’t even told Snow Owl about this technique yet!
It has actually learned it on its own? !
Candela had mixed feelings.
Sure enough, what kind of master will be what kind of familiar!
The albatross landed in front of Yeats and Gray and transformed into an old white-robed wizard.
Yeats and Gray were surprised for a moment.
Candra's expression has returned to calmness and he said gently:
"I saw your training just now, Yeats. Is this supposed to be a blessing from the goddess of art?"
Yeats nodded truthfully.
“Blessings can be released without consuming mana, and flying is a very important skill. You need to practice more.” Candela said pleasantly, “As for the Snow Owl, its current mission is to advance to the third level. The environment is the main thing, you have to leave plenty of time for it."
Yeats: "..."
This sense of deja vu is that good students should not play with bad students. What's going on?
"Ahem, I understand, teacher, I will let Snow Owl seize the opportunity to be promoted." Yeats coughed lightly, "What else is important for you to come to me?"
"Actually, I have to Go back to the Arcane Academy in Oslo and convey the disappearance of 'Isidora' to King Hallag," Kandra said, "I will come back to you after the processing is completed and go to Jianhe University with you. "
Yeats thought for a while, the Mist Festival was coming soon, and it was related to his promotion to the Trickster. It would be inconvenient to have Candela along with him, and he mused:
"That's better, Gray and I will set off first, and then we can agree on a place to meet?”
Candra agreed to the suggestion and asked Yeats where to go next.
"Ingeness." Yeats said, "The small town located near High Castle is famous for its beautiful scenery."
Candela nodded and reminded: "Lake Ness near Ingeness, There are rumors of a 'lake monster' recently, so you should be more careful."
Looking at Yeats, whose eyes were slightly bright, Gray felt strange.
Given Yeats's temperament... he might not want to cook the lake monster!
(End of this chapter)