Douluo Continent: I, Huo Yuhao, am the Master of Spirit

Chapter 236 The Gehrman (Amon) Bandit Gang
"Is this what flying feels like?"

"How peculiar!"

"It gives you a feeling of embracing freedom and being unrestrained!"

Bai E spreads his arms wide, enjoying the oncoming wind with a blissful expression, and makes a gesture of embracing the sun.

As a result, because it was the first time using a flying soul tool, the posture was twisted too much, and for a moment it lost its balance, seemingly trying to cosplay Lao Da.

"Huh? Huh!"

"not good!"

Bai E twisted and turned in the air, baring his teeth and claws, trying to regain his balance, his face showing a panicked expression.

Upon hearing Bai Er's shout from behind, Medemos, who was in front, couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth. With a dark expression, he turned around and grabbed Bai Er's shoulder to help him steady himself.

"Whoo~"

"Thanks, Medmos!"

Bai'er looked down at the vast land below with lingering fear. If it weren't for Medemos's help, he might have really crashed.

Although at this altitude, with the help of defensive and buffering soul tools, one wouldn't suffer too serious injury.

"idiot!"

"You're not behaving yourself the first time you fly in the sky!"

"If there's a next time, I won't help you again!"

Bai'er patted his chest confidently and gave Medmos a thumbs-up, saying:

"Don't worry, buddy!"

"The phrase 'repeating the same mistake' does not exist in my dictionary!"

Medemos hardened his fist; if he weren't in the sky, he would have really wanted to punch Bai Er!
"Hey!"

"Why are you two just standing there?"

"Hurry up and catch up!"

In the distance, a girl with pink hair in the sunlight waved her arms toward Bai Er and Medemos, her ever-energetic and lively voice reaching their ears through the wind.

Bai'er chuckled, exchanged a glance with Medemos, and then flew side by side quickly toward the main force.

Normally, a level 4 flying soul tool has two soul power jets, with a maximum speed of 250 miles per hour. With an unlimited supply of dream coins, the speed is about 400 miles per hour.

Its overall speed is definitely not comparable to the high-speed rail of the golden age of my previous life, let alone large passenger planes.

However, this is only a level four flying soul tool; Xilu City already possesses the ability to produce level eight flying soul tools.

With a total of twenty soul power jets, it can reach a speed of 2,500 miles per hour, which is comparable to that of a large commercial airliner.

This technology is currently only possessed by Xilu City; even the Sun and Moon Empire has not yet achieved it, as their top speed is only 1,500 miles per hour.

It would be virtually impossible for the Sun Moon Empire to develop a flying soul tool of the same caliber as the Xilu City unless they found some materials from the Zenith and miraculously achieved their goal.

Because the core array of the eighth-level flight soul guide device in Xilu City has undergone rigorous mathematical derivation and model calculation, the enthusiastic research department even built a large computer for this purpose.

After all, the faster and more precise the data calculations are, the higher the mental capacity required becomes, and pure mental calculation places too high a demand on mental strength.

Since we can't just grab a bunch of spirit-attribute Soul Masters to act as human brain computers, we have to find a way to solve the data calculation problem through Soul Guidance Devices.

However, the level-eight flying soul tools in Xilu City are too fast, and only high-level soul masters can use them. Ordinary soul masters' organs will turn into a mess, which is seriously inconsistent with the philosophy of the Passionate Research Department.

Recently, under Huo Yuhao's instructions, they are developing this flying soul tool in the direction of a high-altitude, high-speed flying vehicle.

Try to make it possible for lower-level Soul Masters to pilot these high-altitude, high-speed Soul Tools.

The designs of fighter jets and other aircraft from the previous world still offer many valuable lessons for this world.

If possible, Huo Yuhao wanted to equip the Seer with several high-speed aircraft as a precaution.

"Children, we should be there soon."

"Cheer up, everyone."

"When we land, everyone should pay attention to the cushioning posture I mentioned to avoid injury, as we will be carrying out surveillance duties in a little while."

"No matter what dangers you face, keeping yourself in good condition at all times is the most basic requirement!"

Old Song's gentle voice traveled through his spiritual energy to the ears of Bai E and the others flying behind him.

This gentle spiritual energy was like a cool breeze, revitalizing their weary spirits.

"Finally, we can land!"

"For long-distance travel, Tibo's Hundred Realms Gate is definitely the most comfortable!"

Bai E breathed a sigh of relief. His first experience of flying at high altitude was indeed wonderful, but a long flight of eight hours was not so wonderful.

Being exposed to high-speed airflow for eight hours made him feel like he was about to develop facial paralysis.

Tibo, positioned directly in front of Bai Er, had her signature red hair tied up in a slightly messy style, and her childlike voice was melodious and innocent.

"Xiao Bai, even if we exhaust all the soul power of the seven of us, we still can't cross this distance."

"Currently, long-distance travel still relies solely on flight soul tools."

"Unless you're willing to give up your dream coins, Little White."

Bai E scratched his head, a smile spreading across his face, and said:

"I don't actually have much money."

"Hehe, maybe it will happen in the future."

Just then, Xuanzi suddenly landed ahead, and the regular team members followed suit.

"We've arrived, children, let's land now."

Master Song manipulated the wind element to create airflow, gently supporting the reserve team members as they slowly descended.

Bai E, having not touched the earth for a long time, was momentarily unaccustomed to it.

Afterwards, under Mr. Song's guidance, they began to stretch their muscles and bones, familiarize themselves with the feeling of standing and walking, and incidentally speed up blood circulation to warm up their bodies.

The regular team members in the distance also made the same move. Although they were highly skilled, they were also exhausted and in worse condition than the reserve team.

Xuanzi would not allow these regular team members to break the wind or manipulate the airflow to help them fly.

Since the group did not make any attempt to conceal their landing, the commotion was quickly discovered by the Western Army Group of the Star Luo Empire, which was not far away.

Bai E and the others immediately noticed some small black dots appearing in the sky, which grew larger as they got closer.

Soon, these figures revealed their true forms: a squad of about thirty Soul Masters, dressed in black leather armor, each with a white tiger emblem on their chest that emitted a faint white light in the sunlight, indicating who led them.

This group of Soul Masters all possessed cultivation levels above the fourth ring, and the elderly man leading them was a Soul Saint. The group exuded a chilling aura, displaying impeccable discipline, clearly a group of elites who had witnessed the power of Blood Soul Masters. "Who dares to approach our army without authorization?!"

The elder at the head activated his Martial Soul, and seven perfectly matched Soul Rings spun behind him, filling the sky with the aura of a Soul Saint.

Xuanzi waved his hand impatiently, dispelling all the aura in front of the old man's horrified gaze.

Then, seeing Xuanzi press down with his palm, all the flying soul tools of this team of soul masters malfunctioned and fell directly to the ground.

Why fly so high?

"Even your marshals wouldn't dare fly over my head."

"Little Dai, I'm leaving this to you."

Upon hearing this address, Dai Yueheng's lips twitched slightly, but she still obediently stepped forward to the front of the group and addressed the elderly man at the head of the group:

"Mr. Du, it's me."

"These are all my classmates."

“I already contacted my father about the specifics online.”

"You can check it through the Magic Network."

The leading seven-ring Soul Saint immediately withdrew his Soul Ring, his face showing more surprise than fear.

"Big, big master!"

"You're here!"

"These must be top students and teachers from Shrek Academy!"

"Look at the mess this has made, what's the point of confirming anything now?"

"Come, I'll take you to the military camp to find the Marshal!"

Du Leisi immediately led Elder Xuan and his group to the Western Army Group's base.

During the journey, Xuanzi subconsciously wanted to take out a chicken leg to eat, but suddenly felt Huo Suier's gaze. He stiffened slightly and stuffed the chicken leg into Dai Yueheng's hand next to him.

"cough."

"Eat."

"Here's the chicken leg for you."

Dai Yueheng stared blankly at the chicken leg in her hand, unsure whether to eat it or throw it away.

Bai E and the others looked at the military camp with curiosity. They had been to the city defense garrison of Xilu City before and subconsciously compared the two.

"Partner, I feel that the city defense forces here are somewhat different from those in Xilu City."

Bai Er whispered to Medemos beside him.

Medemus was also surveying the surrounding soldiers and tents, and responded in a low voice:

"behind."

"There are actually people who aren't Soul Masters."

"Most people's weapons were actually spears and bows and arrows."

"It's hard to imagine that they lived in the same era as Xilu City!"

The Western Army Group's lagging performance caused Medmos to frown. He couldn't imagine how this army could win if it encountered the city defense forces of Xiru.

The technology has already achieved a dominant position.

Unless Dai Hao becomes the "Grandpa King of the Peninsula," a single pebble can knock down the high-altitude aircraft of Xilu City.

As far as he knew, the Western Army Group of the Star Luo Empire was the strongest army in the Star Luo Empire and was known as the pillar of the empire.

If the strongest army is like this, then what are the other armies like?

As the two whispered among themselves, the group, led by Dureis, arrived at a large cowhide tent, which was larger than the others and stood like a target in the center of the camp.

Medemos felt a pang of distress. If he were commanding a battle, he would start by using fixed-position soul-guided shells to bombard these large targets.

In front of the large, leather tent, Huo Yuhao met Dai Hao, who ranked fourth on the Douluo Must-Eat List.

When Dai Hao saw Xuanzi and Elder Song, he bowed respectfully. Both of them were superior to him in terms of strength and seniority.

"Your Excellencies, I have received the message from Yueheng."

"I have prepared the relevant materials."

"Please come to our tent for a chat."

Bai'er curiously sized up the renowned White Tiger Duke, while Medmos glanced at him and then looked away.

The people behind them entered the tent one by one. Xia Die, holding the Shadow Cat, gave Dai Hao a meaningful look.

Xia Die knew that her father had a grudge against this man, but Huo Yuhao did not tell her the details.

Huo Yuhao didn't want her to get involved in the feud between him and Dai Hao. In Huo Yuhao's eyes, Dai Hao was no different from a dead man, just a moving corpse.

Dai Hao took out two documents from the military camp and handed them to Xuanzi, who then tossed them directly to Wang Yan.

"These two documents contain detailed information about the bandit groups in the Mingdou Mountains."

Wang Yan looked at Duke Baihu with a puzzled expression, and then asked:

"Two documents?"

"Isn't there only one?"

Dai Hao patiently explained:

"Originally, there was only one Death Hand bandit group."

"A new bandit gang called the Gehrman has recently arrived."

"The two bandit groups even clashed in a small-scale conflict."

After pondering for a moment, Wang Yan said:
"Please let me take a look at the documents first."

Duke White Tiger waved his hand, indicating that the other party could do as they pleased.

Wang Yan opened the two documents and read them in detail. The Death Hand Bandit Gang had a total of 300 members, including 30 Soul Masters, the strongest of whom was a Soul King. Specific details were unclear.

The Gehrman bandit gang consisted of one hundred people, fifteen of whom were Soul Masters, with the strongest likely being a Soul Grandmaster.

The most interesting thing about this gang of thieves is that, at some point, everyone started wearing a monocle over their right eye.

(End of this chapter)