The third floor street below the entrance to Mist City is only more than 100 meters long. Regardless of the width of the street or the stone chambers chiseled out of the rock, they are not as big as the first floor.
As the end of November approaches, the season has officially begun to winter. Although the weather in the three northern provinces has always been gloomy recently, looking north from the foggy city, there is another scene – except for some dark clouds above your head, the sky is clear to the north.
This does not mean that the Knights’ Federation adjacent to Mist City has good weather, but because under the huge altitude gap, the clouds north of the North Lock Cliff are also much lower – specifically, the clouds there are about one-third of Mist City from bottom to top.
So, looking out from the cliff, the fields and towns that were vaguely visible to the Knights Federation in the past were all blocked by thick clouds, and the only sea of clouds was visible to the eyes.
“Young Master… the scenery here is a bit like a mountain peak on the clouds.” Wu Na said with a smile.
“It’s indeed a bit,” Donner held the stone pillars on the edge of the cliff and nodded with a smile. Although Una and Leila both had experience living in the clouds, they had never seen such a steep stone wall and they dared not stand too close to the cliff.
“But… there are no other peaks on the clouds, and there are no cloud cable cars.” Layla added.
“Um… OK, I’m not going to take you to see the scenery.” Donner turned around and looked at the two girls, “Since I was still in St. Petersburg, I’ve been handing over that simple fireball model to you for more than a year. Today I’ll check my homework.”
“Sister Una, you said that the young master might have forgotten…” Layla looked at Una with a look of help.
Una glared at her half-jokingly.
“How could I forget such an important thing?” Donner smiled and shook his head, pointing at the cliff and said, “No one can see it.”
“I haven’t tried it before…” Layla looked a little nervous, “Sister Una, you’d better come first.”
“Uh… Then Una will come first…” Donner nodded and looked at Una with a smile.
“Yeah!” Una glanced at the cliff, signaled Layla to get out of the way, and then slowly raised her hand.
Just as Una raised her hands completely, a blue fireball about the size of a football appeared in her palm in an instant, and then she flew out of the cliff with a scream.
Donner looked over and saw that the fireball drew a long parabola until it fell more than ten kilometers before it dispersed into stars, like a splash of fireworks.
He turned around and was about to praise him, but found that the expression on Una’s face was a little depressed.
“It should be a Level 4 Fireball… Why…” The Matim girl murmured to herself.
Donner smiled and explained, “This is Middle Earth, the magical elements are comparedIt’s just thin…You are indeed a Level 4 fireball! “
Una then laughed.
“It’s very good. She has mastered the fourth-level fireball in just over a year! “Donner looked at her with approval, then turned to Layla: “How are you?” “
“I only master the second-level fireball…” Leila whispered in frustration, while shooting a blue fireball towards the cliff.
If, only the size of the fireball is, it is not much smaller than the one that Una just now, but the fireball lasts much shorter in the sky, and it will disintegrate after only flying for one or two kilometers.