After thousands of years, these unmanned fighter jets have still preserved their own energy and have complete tactical qualities.

These four UFOs were seen shuttled up and down the sky with trajectories that the vanguard boat and the pterosaur could not do, covering each other's propulsion, and circulating lightly and bypassing various wreckages, and soon approaching Wiseman.

The next moment, their smooth surface opened the gun door at the same time, and sprayed flames from four different directions towards the double-headed pterosaurs.

Under this pouring rain of bullets, the double-headed pterosaur had no way to avoid it. However, sitting on its back was not the ordinary pilots who could control it casually, but the "nightmare hand" that even Midi feared.

Seeing that he could not avoid it, Wiseman sighed and had to move seriously.

The necromancer murmured the obscure and complex spells softly, and a black magic power like ink suddenly surged in his eyes.

The next moment, a terrifying red light burst out from the four eyes of the two-headed pterosaur. The undead mount instantly burst out with infinite power, and its speed increased several times. In an incredible flying posture, it twisted its waist like a water snake, and rushed out of the attack of the four flying saucers.

Immediately afterwards, the longan staff in Wiseman's hand gently tapped, and a black ball of light shot out like a shuttle, swayed in the air, split into four, and shot directly towards the four flying saucers.

Necromancer skills, split dark soul wave.

Feeling the powerful magic fluctuations, the four UFOs immediately became very hot and made extremely quick and correct flight avoidance actions. However, the four split black light balls seemed to be controlled, and at the same time, they drew bent tail marks in the air, adjusting their direction and chasing them.

The next moment, four violent explosions sounded at the same time, and four huge fireballs rose, ending the sudden encounter.

"You actually, you actually..." Aimier's face turned pale. She stammered and glared at Wiseman angrily.

That was four unmanned fighter jets in the heavens ten thousand years ago, and they were still in extremely normal operation. For today's alchemy, it was simply the most wonderful treasure. If you capture it completely, just study the power system and the self-judgment system. Maybe the alchemy technology mastered by Amire can immediately go up one or even several steps.

But now, he was beaten up like this, and he didn't even have any scum to stay. Even Amier, who has always had a calm temper, could not bear it this time.

However, Midi just glanced at the four blooming fireballs in the air, then rushed over directly, winked at Wiseman, and said, "If you don't want this young lady who is interested in technology to be mad, just lead the way quickly. There should be a passage to the inner circle here, right?"

"Okay, come with me." Wiseman had to shrugged.

For Emile, Wiseman and she have basically no intersection, but you should know that Emile's sister is Avril, a level 6 assassin. Even Wiseman, who is not afraid of heaven or earth or Midi, is not afraid of it. As a magic profession, he is naturally full of fear of the profession of assassin.

Now Amier's eyes are about to kill, so he can only do something to make up for it.

Wiseman muttered something, and immediately, the undead piercing dragon mount beneath him turned around in the air and flew back along the way.

"By the way, you have to fly ahead this time." Wiseman led the way and showed an unpredictable smile to Midi.

Midi felt uncomfortable when she was faced with this smile from her original mortal enemy, and she even smelled a trace of conspiracy.

"Why?" Midie couldn't help but ask.

"Because there are a lot of unmanned fighters in the heavens ahead, I think that since Miss Aimier wants it so much, you should be able to grab a few with your hands and give them to her." Wiseman looked at Midi with a sincere and harmless look and answered.

With his voice, the roar of engines sounded, and more unmanned fighters in the heavens rushed out one after another from the wreckage in the inner circle of the cemetery.

Obviously, Wiseman, who was extremely curious, entered an area where even Midi could not enter with the extraordinary nature of the double-headed pterosaur.

Then, he poked a huge hornet's nest.

Then, he brought the group of hornets out and stinged people.

Looking at these air saucers that seemed to be angry, Middy suddenly felt a headache, but at the same time, he also vaguely expected what the air saucers might have.

What kind of wreckage ruins can retain so many unmanned fighters in the heavens and protect them so well?

Even if it is not a complete warship in the heavens, there are basically no damaged wreckage.

Thinking of this, Midi couldn't help but feel a little excited.

It took a year and a half since he entered the sea of ​​clouds. Isn’t this what he is pursuing?

As for these dozens of unmanned fighters in the heavens, Midi hasn't taken them seriously yet.

To put it bluntly, in the war in the heavenly realm, these fighters were launched in units of "ten thousand", and their main function was not to launch attacks at all, but to act as alchemists, so that they could still set up various large magic arrays in the face of artillery fire in the face of extremely fierce air combat, so in terms of attack power, there is no need to mention at all.

There was no need for the sisters Avril and Emile, nor did the Narwhal pilots responsible for help. Middy, Wiseman and Reinhardt alone could clean up all these unmanned fighters.

Midi shouted lightly and instantly turned into a golden-red rainbow, shuttled back and forth among the unmanned fighter fleet. The unmanned fighter was very fast, but Midi was faster. Once he caught up with the target, he didn't even need to activate his sword skills. He just needed to directly hit him with a pure sword light.

Wiseman looked even more at ease. The necromancer sat on the back of the double-headed pterosaur without even moving. He just held the longan's staff and kept dotting, regardless of the consumption of magic. The black light balls shot out one by one, and then split up again, just like black fireworks blooming all over the sky, causing a violent explosion in an instant.

In contrast, the situation of the fourth prince Reinhardt seems much more embarrassing. As a sword soul, he is best at one-on-one battles, rather than such large-scale attacks. What's more, he is still in the sky at this moment, and he has no place to settle down. He must rely on a pioneer boat to move, and it is very inconvenient to turn around.

However, the prince did not give up, nor did he be lazy to hand over the battle to Midie and Wiseman.

He was trying hard to slash out one sword after another in the dazzling golden and red light of Midie and the dark curtain that Wiseman waved his hand.

Reinhardt was repeating this action while controlling the vanguard boat with one hand and treating the flight vehicle under him as a war horse. Then he accelerated again and again, dived, and then hovered out his sword to find the next target.

Among them, he even had to be distracted from the impact and debris of the unmanned fighter explosion. After all, Midie and Wiseman are both extremely aggressive. Once an offensive is launched, who will still be concerned about others?

Moreover, if they really reduce the attack intensity in order to take care of Reinhardt, the first one they can't stand is the fourth prince himself.

The reason why he still needs to continue to attack inefficiency is because Reinhardt knows very well that air combat will be the mainstream for a long time in the future. The opportunity to have a down-to-earth one-on-one battle is probably extremely rare in this sky and clouds.

In this case, the only thing he can do is to adapt to the sky, not to blame others, to blame his profession for not being suitable for air combat, and to blame his failure to obtain powerful flying skills when he awakens.

Never retreat, never escape, and believe in the sword in your hand.

This is what Reinhardt does.

After glanced at the fourth prince who was fighting silently, Midi couldn't help but sigh in his heart - there was no reason why this guy could defeat his brother and become the emperor of the empire in his previous life.

"It's almost done," Midie said.

The unmanned fighter jet has almost been destroyed, Amier's eyes have turned red, and Avril seems to have started to grit his teeth and reach out to touch the dagger on his waist. It seems that he is not going to attack the unmanned fighter jet, but to attack Midi and the other two. Seeing the resentment in the eyes of the black and white snake sisters, Midi quickly stopped Wiseman and Reinhardt, who were very happy to kill.

Then, the "Han Yue" sword in his hand pointed forward, and a dazzling ice line reflecting the sunlight shot out of thin air, like a poisonous snake suddenly rising from the ground, and accurately bit an unmanned fighter jet.

Asura skills, Ice Blade Wave Sword.

The moment he was hit by the ice line, the unmanned fighter was instantly turned off and fell down like a meteor. However, Midi's attack was obviously brewing for a long time, and four vanguard boats had already opened a large net and waited, directly covering the unmanned fighter that had frozen into ice.

"Keep going." Midie said lightly.

But immediately, a slightly impatient voice rang out.

"Mr. Midi..." Aimier's watery and anticipated eyes were conveyed through the glass lenses

Although she doesn't always use her sister to lure her, it's obvious that when a dark elf really wants to act cute, she is definitely born with charming, which makes men unable to resist.

However, with Midi's firm will after rebirth, he was still at ease to block this tender blow.

"I said, keep moving forward." Without waiting for Amier to speak, Midi repeated the order, and then said nothing more, turning into a stream of light and rushing directly forward.

What "White Snake" Aimier wants, he has already guessed it - don't you want to go back and study this unmanned fighter jet immediately?

But how could Midi allow a true alchemy genius to leave at this time?

In order to study unmanned fighter jets, I gave up the opportunity to find a complete ancient warship. This was completely the act of picking sesame and losing watermelon. Perhaps Emile was not determined enough, but it didn't matter. Midi made the decision on her behalf.

The exploration has just begun, and the real good show is still to come.

Looking at the direction where the unmanned fighter jets emerged, a passionate light flashed in Midi's dark eyes.
Chapter completed!