The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

These natives of Faerun once felt the so-called push back feeling when riding a horse and fishing.

Today they are blessed, and feel the acceleration of gravity for the first time in their lives.

The spire of the lighthouse is a pointed disc with a hard glass ring wall. When ascending to the sky, the passengers can clearly see the distant sea horizon that is gradually sinking, the earth is moving away, and the azure sky is so clear that it makes one's heart skip a beat, as if falling into a pure blue realm where nothing exists.

The red light in the cabin kept flashing, and the frequency was rapid. Every once in a while, the clear and fast voice of Tiefling girl will be heard on the radio, and she broadcasts calmly and calmly: "Passengers, please don't take off your seat belts. There will be turbulence during the ascent. Panic. Current altitude five thousand feet... ten thousand feet..."

The main structure of the spire rocket trembled slightly in the mana jet, as if it might disintegrate at any time, but in fact it was of course rock-solid. But the psychological shadow brought by this slight shaking to the passengers can be described as great, just like someone suddenly pushed the back on the edge of a cliff, and a life-threatening stimulus rushed straight from the tailbone to the cerebral cortex.

All the capable passengers screamed loudly, and even the dignified paladin couldn't help hissing and inhaling, and the veins in his palms clutching the armrest bulged. The priest's eyes widened and he called out the holy name. He knew how to deal with a rapid fall - using the Feather Fall technique, but how to deal with a rapid ascent - it seems that there is no precise corresponding arcane or divine spell, so you can't use time to pause, right? They don't have the ability either.

"Calm down...Maybe there will be an explosion at that time, use the shield, then use the feather fall technique, yes, this will definitely work...If someone is blown to pieces, put them together and use the resurrection technique... Tyr bless, the people of the earth will not die in the sky." A priest murmured, while the faces of several young people beside him turned pale.

Some of the representatives of the three ocean races rolled their eyes. They were good-looking amphibians, running into the sky and blowing bubbles like the ancestors of fish out of water. The other two forced a sarcasm, but their faces were also indigo, and they kept their mouths shut.

Over time, the speed of the rocket leveled off, and the acceleration slowed down, so the passengers were no longer out of breath.

The red light turned into a peaceful orange light, the hull trembled occasionally, and everyone who was still in shock was able to look out the window.

At some point, they could see the boundless sea of ​​clouds.

Doric announced: "Twenty thousand feet."

Zim looked around, all the fellow travelers were either ghosts or ghosts, or unsmiling, and there were only a few real companions. With a forced smile, he exclaimed, "It's an honor to be with you all, uh, to witness this journey."

As soon as these words came out, even the coldest Huasaw murloc squeezed out a stiff smile that was three parts kind and seven parts fierce.

Pastor Till pointed to the raised shadow of the northern horizon. The land is still very flat, but there is a slight curvature. Standing tall and seeing far, what he said is true.

He said, "Look there, it looks like the Spine of the World."

The Spine of the World is a towering and continuous mountain range in the north of Faerûn, which blocks the cold wind from the Arctic Sea from going south.

"have you been there?"

"No, but I've heard about the Spine of the World from stories about the Dark Ranger Drizzt. But now I've seen it with my own eyes, haven't I?" the priest smiled.

There was a short period of constant speed during the rocket flight, and everyone was enjoying the high-altitude scenery without extra thoughts in mind.

Livia could feel everyone's relaxed heartstrings, so she took the initiative to greet the sea race.

She wondered why these guys gathered under the lighthouse.

The sahuagin leader's face was appallingly ugly, but his expression revealed an unexpected serenity, his dark eyes stared at Livia for a while, and he laughed softly: "Weak land people, you don't know how lucky you are. You don't know our sacrifice. It's for..."

The Mermaid General and the Naga Warlord suddenly snorted coldly, then clutched the amulets in their hands and prayed silently.

The murloc leader kept silent.

The jealous paladin withdrew his gentle gaze from looking at the scenery, and cut through the Naga and the sahuagin like a knife.

"Don't act rashly. Surface people." The kind mermaid general shook his head at him, "It's not worth it."

There was a faint smell of gunpowder in the atmosphere.

Doric's voice always came at a leisurely pace: "50,000 feet...60,000 feet, start to slow down, please hold on to the handrails, and don't take off your seat belts."

The power of the rocket slowed down, the speed decreased, and the passengers suddenly felt their bodies floating. The unicorn's butt was an inch from the seat, and it turned its head, nibbling at Simon's head of curly hair with his wide teeth.

"Don't! Good horse, don't—"

The unicorn snatched a lock of hair, and Simon burst into tears in pain. The big animal chewed silently, and the unicorn on the top of its head flickered slightly.

Andre held his sister's hand tightly, and whispered in her ear: "This iron box is going to Floating Void City, right? Do you know anyone there? For example, members of the local guard or something, later If those guys want to do something, we will create opportunities for you, and you have to escape immediately for help, okay?"

The female wizard nodded and shook her head.

"Don't worry too much, brother. Nothing will happen to me until I fulfill my fate."

"Is it too late for you to correct yourself now?" Andre smiled bitterly.

"I've never been wrong. How can I correct it?"

Doric's radio voice: "Sixty-five thousand feet... seventy thousand feet... is about to enter Delinriel, and there is a turbulent air flow ahead."

The rocket plunged into a large, deep cloud in the upper troposphere.

The wind was raging, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the clouds and mist, the rushing air elements roared and howled horribly, and the wind wall tore through the atmosphere like a millstone. The running electric branches are like the purple whip of Talos, the god of storms, whipping the world. Thunder and lightning flashed outside the window, the intense light flooded everyone's vision, and the roaring vibration made them deaf and deaf.

The hearts of the passengers were lifted high.

Whenever a hurricane rolls over, whenever a thunder falls, they don't think they can survive.

However, the steel box remains stable.

The rocket rose proudly in the storm and thunder, and rose desperately. The passengers earnestly prayed that it would not stop its progress.

Boom—boom—

At a certain moment, the thunder light dissipated and the storm subsided. The rocket passed through a terrible barrier, pierced through the clouds, and jumped above a milky sea.

It was a feeling of rebirth through hell and into heaven.

The emerald Delinriel is near.

It is an emerald inlaid in the sea of ​​clouds.

The passengers gasped, looking at the world outside the window, unable to believe their eyes. The floating city is right in front of you, and you can actually see it. The vegetation and rivers on the island are vivid, almost like a lost paradise forgotten by the gods.

"I'm not dreaming..." Bordon spoke out for everyone.

The rocket exhausted its last strength, reached the highest point of kinetic energy conversion, and stopped in mid-air. Afterwards, the pointed hat on the top swelled open, and the cold steel was transformed into a bright red canvas, forming a beautiful hot air balloon, which pulled the disc-shaped cabin and floated to the southern port apron of Delinriel Island.

Eight slender steel legs grew from the base of the cabin, and they stood firmly. The hot air balloon fell like a piece of red cloth, completely covering the cabin.

Doric Radio said happily: "Dangdang! The flight from Baojianhai to Delinriel has arrived. Thank you for your cooperation. Please disembark in an orderly manner."

Passengers walked down the cabin door steps that were opened on the floor, and stood firmly on the ground, as if they were sleepwalking.

Doric, the tiefling girl, led the kobold welcome team, standing on the edge of the tarmac and waving. The passengers didn't know her, but the girl was an old acquaintance from the moment she spoke.

"Welcome, Traveler. You are the first passengers of the Lighthouse rocket. No one died by accident, right?"

Hearing this, everyone's expressions became subtle.

The leader of the sahuagin looked around, let out a soft inhalation sound, and then suddenly pulled out his dagger.

"What are you doing?!" the paladin yelled and drew his sword, all eyes turned to the vicious murloc leader.

The dagger flashed coldly.

呲——

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the leader of the sahuagin pierced his chest, bleeding like a waterfall.