Fantasia of the Sky

Chapter 670
"The door is about to be opened..." Desis said, "Be prepared, there may not be people planning to rebel inside."

After seeing the other four getting ready, Desis blasted the door open with a small magic ball.

It was also pitch black inside—Pili's light magic dispelled the darkness at once, allowing the five of them to observe clearly what it was like here.As indicated on the outside of the door, this is the infirmary. There are several cabinets inside, and there seem to be some medical equipment that have not been removed in time.

On the side of a cabinet, there was a blood-stained person sitting there, looking in a rather bad condition; the sound heard just now should be his groaning sound.

He looked in the direction of the five people, with endless joy in his eyes - it seemed that he was the one preparing to rebel.Only a magician can unfold the magic wall and float in the air. He tried hard to move his body, but failed.

The five people saw a long bloodstain on the ground, extending from the door to the surface man—he had an obvious gunshot wound on his thigh, and it seemed that this surface man was one of the survivors in the shootout.

Huanmeng saw that Skell behind Desis had a complicated expression—on the one hand, she was happy because she had obtained a source of information, and on the other hand, she really hated this kind of nonsense—people who repeatedly changed their positions for the benefit of others.This kind of person is not only disgusting, but also quite dangerous.

"Put down the weapon in your hand." Uncomfortable or uncomfortable, negotiation is still necessary, Skell stepped in front of the other four in the magic circle: "We are magicians from the floating continent, giving up resistance can guarantee your Safety."

This is complete nonsense.Skell thought.But these still have to be said, after all, there may be more than one person here... The reputation of the Floating Continent is very important.

Huanmeng saw that the surface man nodded excitedly, carefully closed the safety of the pistol, and then threw it aside.Then, he raised his hands and seemed to be sorting out his words.

"You look like you need healing." Skell said as he threw a green ball of light into it. It was a very useful healing magic—in any case, this person couldn't just die here.

"Dear magician!" After the treatment, the surface man seemed to be much more energetic. "Please allow the humble untouchables to express their highest respect!"

As he said that, the surface man tried his best to stand up, knelt down, and then kowtowed.

This kind of hypocritical compliment is really disgusting... The expressions of the five people are not very good-looking.

"I know something about you people," Skell said, "show your proof."

The person on the surface was slightly taken aback, and quickly realized what Skell was talking about—they were also aware of and communicated with each other internally.The best way to prove your identity is to prepare something that can be proved in advance-that is, a map.The same map that marked the location of the surface people's base was provided by the person who planned to rebel before-of course, the base marked on the map is definitely not the same.

"Here, here..." The surface man also placed the map in a rather conspicuous place on his chest—although it is conspicuous, it is well kept, and there is not even a little blood on it.

He tried his best to wipe the blood on his hands on the clean clothes, and then presented them with both hands respectfully.

(End of this chapter)