Good gripped the control stick tightly as he stared at the front of the cockpit.
It's … too dark.
The sky, the clouds, and the ground. Apart from the fixed lights, he could not see anything. Because he had stared for too long, even the taillights seemed to have turned illusory.
Was he really moving?
Or were they still in the same spot?
Good removed his blindfold and rubbed his sore eyes. Only then did he notice that his gloves were sticky.
I'm actually sweating …
When was the last time something like this happened? He probably had to trace it back to when he watched the magic movie …
He took two deep breaths and silently recited His Majesty's words.
It's the darkest before dawn …
Before dawn …
"Let's chat, or I'll suffocate to death."
For a moment, Good seemed to have heard his own thoughts. However, he quickly realized that it was Finkin who had sent him a message through the team channel.
"Hey, hey, using the radio to chat is against the rules!" Another familiar voice sounded. It was Heinze.
"Her Highness has stipulated that we cannot use the radio to chat during battle as it might interfere with important information. We haven't even entered the battlefield yet. Devilbeasts can't fly at night, "Finkin replied." Besides, I'm using the formation channel, so it won't reach Her Highness's ears. "
"…" There was a brief silence in the earpiece.
"Alright, I have to admit, it's good to hear someone talking." Another person joined in. "Buddy, what do you want to chat about?"
"Anything. Why don't you all count how many taillights you can see? Honestly speaking, I can't even tell which are the lights and which are the stars. "
"That's right, anything is fine."
"I can see six big ones."
"I have four."
"Then you should be at the flank of the formation. Be careful not to get lost."
Soon, the channel became lively. It was clear that flying without knowing where they were or where they were heading was extremely stressful for everyone. At the very least, they were able to see the fog when they flew through the clouds, and even if they were to deviate, they could still return alone. But this time, not only was it difficult to detect their movements, once they left the formation, it was impossible to find Eleanor Skyscraper Island in the dark with their naked eyes.
Hearing the chatter of his teammates, Good unknowingly relaxed.
"How is it? Does chatting like this make you feel more relaxed?"
Suddenly, Princess Royal Highness's voice cut in, and almost instantly, the channel became silent.
There was no doubt that someone had reported the situation in the channel to His Highness.
"Uh, Your Highness, this is all my fault," Good bit the bullet and said.
"No, I mean, if it's effective, I can chat with you for a while." Tilly did not seem to blame him at all. "But don't forget to keep an eye on your teammates. Don't cause trouble for Lightning and Maggie."
Everyone was stunned for a moment before cheering.
"Yes, sir! I promise I won't lose sight of the target!"
"Your Highness, don't worry. I can feel my eyes brightening up!"
"Come on, you have to use the Graycastle method to flatter me. Do you think you're an owl?"
Amidst the roars of laughter, even the bombing crew joined in.
"Your Highness, this is Kun Peng. Can I ask you a question?"
"Uh-huh."
"We have the Glory of the Sun in the bomb bay, right? But why was it different from the one next door? Their one looks big and round, while ours is like a barrel. "
Good realized that this was definitely a question that would leave his name in history.
"Because yours was made in a hurry by the Ministry of Engineering, using a simpler structure. In terms of power, although it's not as good as the one next door, it's enough to break the first layer of the enemy's defense. " Tilly explained, "But then again, His Majesty seemed to be unexpectedly satisfied with this result. He even said it was a historical coincidence or something …"
"Your Highness, I don't quite understand …"
"It's right that you don't understand." The Princess Royal's voice suddenly became very soft. "He's such a strange person."
Time seemed to flow faster.
Even the endless darkness in front of them was not as unbearable as before.
After an unknown period of time, a surprised voice drowned out everyone's conversation. "Look to your right!"
Good looked in that direction. After a moment, he noticed that there was an additional gray in the chaos. It was mixed in with the darkness, and it was difficult for ordinary people to see the difference. But its appearance was like a spread of dye, causing the unchanging night sky to undergo a change. Affected by the gray, the edge of the sky was suffused with a tinge of purplish blue.
It was a sign of dawn.
"Concentrate!" Tilly shouted. "We are almost there."
…
At the same time, inside the Seagull.
Through the darkness, Sylvie had already captured the approximate location of the Deity of Gods.
To prevent herself from being discovered by the Thousand Eye Demon, she had restricted the range of her ability to a high altitude and only paid attention to the fleet's route. Only when it was close to dawn did she carefully cast her gaze towards the ground.
It was proven that, be it in the early stages of the flight route calculation or the later stages of implementation, everyone had completed their tasks extremely well. In less than a quarter of an hour, she sensed the astonishing magic power emanating from the Deity of Gods outside her field of vision.
As the distance closed, the gigantic fortress that was completely surrounded by black stone walls finally entered her field of vision.
At that moment, the gigantic prism floating in midair was in a stationary state. Probably to conserve magic power, it was only a few dozen meters above the ground. Behind it, there were densely packed troops, the length of which alone was more than a few kilometers.
A heaven-sent opportunity.
She realized that the Deity of Gods would stop advancing after nightfall, probably to allow the ground troops to keep up. With such a massive target completely stationary, it was almost impossible for the bombs to miss. More importantly, it was not yet dawn, and there were almost no patrolling Devilbeasts in the outer perimeter. This allowed them to seize the initiative in their first attack!
Sylvie picked up the microphone and relayed the target's data to the bombing crew as she continued to observe the enemy's formation. Under her wide spherical field of vision, the overall situation of the battlefield was gradually revealed: at the highest altitude of 7,000 meters were two bombers, which required a long time for the Devilbeasts to ascend. Meanwhile, in the middle, at an altitude of two thousand five to three thousand meters, was a biplane formation. They would construct an airtight blocking net. With the Deity of Gods less than ten kilometers away from the fleet, it would take at most a few minutes for the Kun Peng to launch its first bomb.
But at this moment, a strange high-level demon barged into her field of vision. Even though they were separated by such a long distance, their eyes met, and the demon abruptly stopped moving, raising its head and standing in the air.
"It's the Eye Demon, it saw us!" Sylvie's heart skipped a beat. Although she knew that the number of Eye Demons would not be small when the demons migrated, and that it was only a matter of time before they were discovered, she still felt her heart skip a beat when the moment truly arrived.
"It's already too late to realize it." She activated the Sigil of Listening and transmitted a message to Tilly. "The bombers are about to enter the dropping position, take note to evade."
"Roger that."
"Right, the demons have also noticed the fleet." She pretended to be relaxed as she instructed.
"Is that so? I've been waiting for a long time." After saying that, Tilly immediately turned on the team channel. "Everyone pay attention, turn ten degrees to the right and prepare to receive the impact."
The massive biplane swarm immediately began to change direction. Meanwhile, at this time, the gray color of the horizon had already gradually turned to white. The color of the entire dome was still extremely dark, but at least it was no longer pitch-black to the point where one couldn't even see their own fingers in front of them, but a deep blue that was almost black. The stars grew dimmer, and the light on the wings became more obvious.
The only one that did not turn was the Kun Peng. It had to maintain stability before the bomb was launched.
Unlike the Fury of Heaven that could dive and bomb, the Kun Peng and the Ark of Peace were special planes that were specially designed for bombing from the very beginning. They were fully equipped with bomb sights and the cabin was pressurized, allowing them to fly at a much higher altitude than the average biplane.
Although visibility was poor at night and there were thin clouds below, with the accurate data provided by Sylvie, observation was no longer as important. The bomber did a simple calculation of the flight path and gestured to the captain that they could launch the bomb.
"Open the hold, launch!"
As the control lever was pulled up, a muffled sound came from the bottom of the fuselage. It was the sound of the heavy bomb separating from the hanger. When this four-ton behemoth landed, the bomber jerked upwards and swayed twice before regaining its stability.
The bomb had already turned into an inconspicuous black dot and accelerated towards the Deity of Gods under the pull of gravity.
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