Orusia gave the same answer as Popota.
According to Orusia, it woke up and was fighting, not paying attention to its surroundings. If you want to determine the location, you can only let it out, and after flying out of the sky, determine the coordinates.
Not to mention the danger of releasing Orusia out, it is simply impossible to determine the coordinates just by flying out of the sky. Because the will of the abyss is entrenched in the sky, and there are countless eyes outside the sky gathering here, flying out of the sky is courting death.
Can't judge the location, how to find a way to leave
The crowd was at a loss.
"Otherwise, leave here first, maybe go to other places, and find an iconic place to determine the location." Greenwood secretly looked at the shopkeeper and suggested.
Greenwood's proposal is the only thing that can be done at the moment, but if you don't understand the situation, you may be in danger.
Moreover, Angel has another concern. It is important to confirm the location. Whether there is a passage to leave here directly is also a key.
However, according to what he knew, the "infrastructure" of the Ningyuan Demon Eye in the abyss was very good. Basically, every continent and every layer of the world has a cross-layer door, or a cross-border door. Even if there is no door, there should be some other ways to get out of here.
But how to find a way to leave on the boundless continent is the problem they are currently facing.
"Then according to what Greenwood said, leave here first." Angel made a final decision.
Angel took out the gondola and motioned for Greenwood and Popota to board the boat.
Greywood was full of curiosity about the gondolas, with surprise in his eyes, while touching and sighing: "I heard Lord Orusia mention the pursuit of art by human beings. This ship is the so-called art, right?"
Opposite Popota sneered, as if mocking Greywood for being a douchebag.
Greywood angrily gave a fire.
When the flame flew halfway, Angel reached out his hand and grabbed it directly, squeezing it out.
The blue smoke floated up, and Angel's hand was unscathed.
"Don't tell me about other things, let's set a direction now, and we're going to leave." Angel seemed to be ignorant of the previous flame and said calmly.
How to set the direction, there is a debate. As long as Popota suggested, Greenwood would definitely sing the opposite.
Angel originally wanted to listen to their opinions, but in the end it was a mess.
"Stop!" Angel's drink stopped, causing Greenwood and Popota to sigh at the same time.
Angel's eyes looked around, the black clouds were rolling, the heavy rain was continuous, and the front, back, left, and right were almost empty. Occasionally, a bright red light could be seen, but it was some magma that spread to the ground.
No matter which direction you go, it doesn't seem to matter.
Angel frowned, his heart suddenly moved, and his eyes looked to the southeast, where the smoke was steaming, and it looked no different from other places.
But somehow, in that direction, something seemed to be calling him.
And this kind of call gave Angel a sense of intimacy.
There are oddities.
Angel thought for a moment, then calmed down and felt it.
After he released the green pattern and attributed the power of the true spirit to the earth, he had a faint connection with this world. Angel now wants to use this connection to see if he can find anything.
As a result, as he immersed himself in connection with the continent, he felt an even stronger call.
Although this call gave him a sense of intimacy, Angel was not sure whether it was a trap.
The whispers of certain evil gods have similar calls. It seems friendly and harmless, but it hides a huge risk.
When Angel hesitated whether to go the other way, Popota said, "What's wrong? You look confused?"
Angel thought for a while, without concealing it, he said this feeling.
"The shop owner has some kind of close connection with this continent? That's right, so many true spirit powers are released, and the continent's pan-consciousness must be very happy. So, maybe this call is a reminder from the continent's pan-consciousness. The way the shopkeeper leaves, the pan-awareness of wanting to come to the mainland should not harm you." Greenwood said as a matter of course.
"You consider the problem from the perspective of intelligent creatures. Consciousness aggregates will never give birth to the idea of harming or saving people." Popota said lightly.
Angel nodded, this is not because Popota deliberately contradicted Greywood.
It is precisely because of the pan-consciousness of this continent that he does not have subjective thinking, that Angel feels that kind of "kind call" has a sense of unreality.
It seems that it is man-made.
Angel pondered, and it seemed that it was better to stay away from the "call center" as much as possible.
"If you haven't made up your mind yet, Angel, why don't I use the good luck technique to test it for you?" Popota said suddenly.
"Good Luck? You mean choose one of two good lucks?"
Popota shook his head: "It's not a good luck choice, it's a good luck choice."
Good luck choose one, also known as good luck, the principle is through a lot of information processing, data analysis, let you come to a choice that is more in line with your own.
Good luck chooses one, in the end, it is an inductive processing of information data, and does not involve the real level of prophecy. But the "good luck choice" is different. This is a real prophecy. It uses the caster's personal good or bad to make predictions and judgments to make the most favorable choice, but the only pity is that this can only be used. Useful for the caster personally, not for others.
"You know the technique of prophecy?" Angel looked at Popota in astonishment. If Popota could choose one of two luck, that's all. Regarding the ability of big data analysis, Angel himself actually has a similar trick, such as the eye of alchemy.
But good luck to choose, this is already a spell that tends to prophecy! Without talent, it is very difficult to succeed in cultivation.
"Although I don't have a talent for prophecy, because I have been in contact with the books of prophecy of my ancestors since I was a child, I also have some experience in prophecy. After entering the barbaric cave, I also studied prophecy for a period of time, but the only thing I learned is good luck. ." Bobota said.
"It's amazing that you can learn prophecy." Angel heard that there was an elemental wizard who asked Maya for advice, but it took him nearly ten years to learn a trick of prophecy.
"I can learn to make good luck choices, probably because I inherited a talent from my father to seek good luck and avoid evil."
"Seeking good luck and avoiding evil?"
"With a very weak talent, if it can avoid all dangers, my father will not die. In fact, I doubt whether there is such a talent, because I have never considered myself lucky. However, my sister told me that I With this talent, I believe it."
Popota said this with some self-deprecation: "Maybe, the day my sister lost, maybe this kind of talent was activated, so I left home, went to the Royal Knights of Fushi, and escaped the black group. Clothes…”
From the point of view of consequentialism, there is actually a lot in common between pursuing good luck and avoiding bad luck and choosing good luck. Therefore, Popota can learn to choose good luck, maybe it is really related to this "seeking good luck and avoiding evil".
Angel pondered, if Popota really had a good luck decision, he could try it.
Popota nodded: "Okay, I'll try."
The magic source in Popota's body has cracked, but there is still some energy left in it, and now he can barely perform a good luck choice.
After a long while, Popota was pale and panting.
This time the prophecy almost used up the remaining magic power in the magic source, although it made Popota feel uncomfortable, but he got a good news.
"I used myself as the coordinate and the southeast as the result, and made a good or bad judgment on this trip. The final judgment was good."
"However, you should also understand the trick of good luck choosing. This result can only be compared to myself, and cannot affect you."
Angel understands the limitations of good luck choices. Although this result is only relative to Popota, Popota's strength is now the weakest one on the field. If he goes southeast and the result is good, then others should also almost.
Angel pondered for a long time, and finally decided: "If that's the case, then go southeast."
No matter what the call was, in this strange world, in this strange continent, Angel did not feel that there was a certain safe place. Since Popota has the talent of "seeking good luck and avoiding evil", and the display of good luck choices is also good, then he has no reason to refuse.
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After the gondola flew for more than half an hour, the sky was still covered with dark clouds and the rain was continuous.
Angel even suspected that every inch of this continent might be covered by rain clouds.
Along the way, the scenery has not changed much, the earth is still maroon, extremely desolate, no life can be seen.
The only thing that has changed a bit is that before, the land was mostly lava pools, but now it is more of a volcano with billowing black smoke.
Greenwood clambered on the edge of the boat and looked down, while he kept mumbling: "It's all the same scenery, how can you know where this is if there is no change... So many volcanoes, is it the stronghold of lava trolls?"
"If it's a lava troll's stronghold, where do the trolls go?" Popota asked.
Popota's problem hits the nail on the head, and they don't see any life along the way. According to what Angel had said before, this continent is about to overturn, maybe because of this, it is almost a forbidden area for life.
Greenwood pouted and looked not far away, where a giant volcano larger than all the volcanoes he had seen before appeared. Greenwood pointed to the crater over there and said, "Maybe, there are trolls there."
Greenwood's voice just fell, when he heard a terrifying roar from the rain curtain.
Moreover, it was from the giant crater that Greenwood was referring to!
"Crow's Mouth!" Popota glared at Greenwood.
"Don't talk so much, prepare to take a detour!" When Angel found something was wrong, he immediately controlled the gondola.
However, at this moment, a huge white worm suddenly jumped out from the vicinity of the crater and rushed towards the gondola!
The worm opened its big mouth, revealing a ring after ring of sharp teeth that could drive the intense phobia insane!
"This is the mature form of the ancient Mandi worm! Its defense is so strong that even a middle-level demon can't break through it for a while!" Greenwood immediately recognized the truth of the worm.
However, Greenwood's voice just fell.
The earth suddenly shook, and the originally calm volcano suddenly spewed out a large amount of magma, which happened to hit the ancient Mandi.
I saw that the ancient Mandi worm was directly pierced by the power of the magma, and then rolled to the ground, and the dead can no longer die.
Popota: "Is this what you call a very strong defense?"
Greywood: "..."