Fate's Choice: Livestream at the Start Summoning Billions of Ravens

Inside the cockpit.

The piercing alarm sounded like it was about to tear your eardrums apart.

"Mayday! Mayday! Mayday!"

Captain Wang Hai's eyes were bloodshot, and he gripped the control stick tightly, the veins on his arms bulging from the excessive force.

"This is CA4527! We have been struck by lightning! Left engine failure! Repeat! Left engine failure! We are plummeting!"

"The hydraulic system has malfunctioned!"

The co-pilot's voice trembled with despair.

"I can't pull it! The lever isn't responding at all! We're going down a death spiral!"

Outside the window, the boundary between the earth and the sky has become blurred, and the whole world is spinning wildly.

The numbers on the altimeter were jumping wildly at a terrifying speed.

Nine thousand meters.

8,000 meters.

7,500 meters.

They're finished.

At that moment, both experienced pilots simultaneously came to this cold conclusion.

……

The cabin was already a living hell.

The intense centrifugal force pressed everyone firmly into their seats.

Cries, vomiting, and desperate prayers mingled together.

Jiang Ming sat by the window, feeling the pain of his body being torn apart by gravity, but his expression was terrifyingly calm.

His brain is working at a speed a hundred times faster than that of an ordinary person.

analysis.

Evaluate.

Searching for the only way to survive.

[Raven Summoning Spell]?

No.

Plunging at high speed from a height of 10,000 meters.

In such an environment, an ordinary raven's flesh and blood would not even be able to get close to the fuselage before being torn to shreds by the violent airflow.

Not to mention bearing the weight of a passenger plane weighing over 100 tons.

Plant control?

That's pure fantasy.

Below me was a vast expanse of sky, with nothing but clouds.

Therefore, there is only one choice left.

That was the most powerful trump card he had just acquired, one he wasn't even fully familiar with yet.

[Unique Boundary].

With his level 10 soul strength, he could theoretically create a barrier with a radius of 100 meters that could envelop the entire aircraft.

However, theory is just theory.

Within the barrier, one must use their own will to resist the terrifying kinetic energy and gravity of a falling passenger plane.

This is no longer walking a tightrope.

This is dancing on the edge of a knife.

If he is not careful, his soul will be instantly crushed by this enormous force of physical laws.

The risk is extremely high.

If he doesn't do that, in three minutes, he and these hundred-plus people will turn into a pile of scrap metal and bloody mud on the ground.

Jiang Ming slowly exhaled.

There was no fear in his eyes, only a cold excitement before going on stage.

He liked this feeling.

The feeling of having everyone's fate in your own hands.

"Click".

A soft sound.

The faint sound was negligible amidst the deafening screams and alarms.

Jiang Ming unbuckled his seatbelt.

He struggled against the centrifugal force that almost crushed him, and slowly stood up from his seat.

His upright figure stood like a pillar of strength amidst the chaotic and disorganized cabin.

"teacher!"

A young flight attendant, pale-faced, still dutifully screamed at him.

"Danger! Please sit down! Fasten your seatbelt!"

The plane shook violently once again.

The flight attendant was thrown out and crashed heavily into the overhead bins, letting out a painful groan.

No one could stop him anymore.

Jiang Ming ignored everything around him.

He closed his eyes.

The immense, unbelievable soul power that had been raised to level 10 was mobilized by him without reservation at this moment.

An invisible storm was brewing within the core of his consciousness.

"Expand—"

"[Realistic Marble]".

There is no light.

No sound.

There was no shockwave.

Centered on Jiang Ming, a pure and absolute darkness began to spread silently.

That darkness is not the light being blocked.

Rather, it is a higher-dimensional "coverage".

Just one second.

Darkness engulfed the entire cabin.

……

The world fell silent.

One second the passengers and crew were experiencing freefall and waiting to die in despair, and suddenly they found that everything had stopped.

The centrifugal force that was tearing at the body disappeared.

The suffocating feeling of weightlessness disappeared.

All the sounds in my ears—screams, cries, alarms—disappeared.

They found themselves, along with the entire plane, silently hovering.

Suspended in an absolute, indescribable dark void.

There is no up, down, left, or right here; there are no sun, moon, or stars.

There was only endless, deep, comforting yet terrifying darkness.

A passenger instinctively opened his mouth, wanting to exclaim, but found that he couldn't make a sound.

Everyone has been deprived of the ability to speak out.

They could only stare wide-eyed at this scene that was completely beyond the logic of reality.

Someone trembled as they looked out the window.

Outside the window, the sky and earth were no longer spinning rapidly.

It was the same endless void.

At the very top of the void, a "sun" hangs.

A massive, black sun formed by the entanglement, circling, and reconstruction of billions of ravens.

The black sun emitted no heat, but cast a majestic, tranquil, and inhuman radiance, illuminating this realm that stood apart from the rest of the world.

The plane stopped falling.

It hovered steadily, like a model held in the palm of its owner's hand.

Inside the cabin, the extreme fear transformed into utter bewilderment and shock at that moment.

This is where?

Heaven?

hell?

……

Jiang Ming stood in the middle of the aisle in the cabin.

He was the only person in this space who could move freely.

He could clearly feel the weight of the entire aircraft, and the terrifying kinetic energy it contained, all transforming into immense pressure acting on his soul.

But he persevered.

A level 10 soul is more resilient than anyone can imagine.

He is the only law in this world.

Jiang Ming stretched out his hand and made a slight downward pressing motion towards the air.

Driven by his will, the enormous steel structure, along with its more than one hundred passengers, began to descend slowly "downwards" at an extremely steady pace.

A miracle, invisible and incomprehensible to mortals, is quietly unfolding in this isolated space.

……

Central China Air Traffic Management Bureau, Tower Command Center.

On the giant radar screen, the dot representing flight CA4527 disappeared silently after entering the thunderstorm area.

It wasn't a crash signal, it wasn't a yaw warning, it just vanished into thin air.

The chief controller's call echoed on the channel:

"CA4527, please respond!"

The only response he received was a crackling white electrical noise.

The airplane, along with the 158 people on board, was completely erased from the real world.