A Hospital in Another World? Chapter 1061: Garrett's Pursuit! Sudden Shock!

Garrett rode the Ancient Vine Bird, soaring through the skies for thousands of miles…

Of course, that was impossible.

With Garrett's current mental and magical power, controlling a small bird in its initial form to fly a few dozen miles was easy enough. If a specific direction was designated and someone was at the destination to receive it, flying several hundred miles would still be achievable.

Controlling an Ancient Vine Bird capable of carrying one or two people, to fly at full speed through the clouds and fog for about a hundred miles, wasn’t too difficult either—

In fact, this was the purpose of Elder Tapros gifting this bird. A flight of around a hundred miles was enough for a mage to prepare various responses and easily escape from danger.

As for controlling an Ancient Vine Bird capable of carrying seven or eight people, and flying a few hundred miles in one go…

Well, that would have to wait until Garrett was at least level 13, or even level 15…

Moreover, he didn’t need to control it himself. The group filed into the bird’s belly, with Cirilla being the first to jump in, excitedly grabbing a raised energy core on the bird's breastbone wall:

"Let me! Let me do it! Garrett, you point the direction!"

Vines quietly rose, intertwining to form two adjacent pilot seats. Garrett sat on the right, leaning back slightly with his eyes closed:

"Close the hatch, raise the seats, secure everyone… Yes, secure Appa too, don’t think just holding him is enough… Take off, change direction…"

The mountain wind rustled, and the sound of leaves echoed. Below, the forest surged like waves. Garrett sat in the cockpit, eyes half-closed, his mental energy flowing outward, resonating with the surrounding nature:

Guide me… Show me the way… To the forest’s turmoil, to nature’s wrath, to the direction of nature's favored, where blood has fallen…

Only through use did Garrett realize the true marvel of the Ancient Vine Bird gifted by Elder Tapros. His mental power, flowing through the bird, resonated with the surrounding nature, not only without any strain but even enhanced slightly.

It was as if each vine woven into the bird's body was alive, breathing in the natural energy. As his mental power extended outward, they naturally responded, helping him spread his awareness in all directions—

"Forward!"

Garrett raised his hand slightly, and in front of his left, in front of Cirilla’s right, a Silent Illusion naturally rose.

Multicolored lights flowed, outlining the forests, rivers, and lakes below. Hills undulated, towering trees reached for the sky, small streams gently cascaded, and the lake silently reflected the bright moon.

Though it was night, the terrain below was depicted with remarkable clarity by the Silent Illusion.

And at the center of this illusion floated a plump little red bird, its beak, head, wings, and body clearly visible, along with its flight direction.

"Wow!"

Cirilla leaned forward instantly, her eyes full of surprise. Her hands still grasped the energy core, her palms glowing faintly, and the little bird in the Silent Illusion turned as she willed it:

"It turned! It turned! Garrett, look, this map can even mark our direction!"

Her shout startled all the passengers in the bird’s belly. Bernard and Mr. Hawthorn peeked out, their lips forming almost simultaneous "Wow" shapes;

Lady Jasmine widened her eyes slightly, unable to hide her surprise. From the moment they entered the bird’s belly, she had instinctively been communicating with nature, yet the area displayed by the Silent Illusion was more than ten times larger than what she could perceive.

Aishe Moon Song sighed, releasing her grip on the armrest. Treasures imbued with such natural power were not uncommon on Yongju Island, but they were not something an ordinary elf like her could obtain—

Such treasures could only be made by the elders, and only by keeping them close for a long time could they be nurtured. Young elves of royal lineage might acquire one or two for protection, but she? She was lucky to even touch one!

Moreover, when she left Yongju Island to travel the continent, she wasn’t much stronger than young Garrett now.

It was only by traversing mountains, rivers, forests, grasslands, deserts, and snowfields that she advanced, only through guarding the Bountiful Forest that she gained her current strength.

Even if she had such a treasure, she wouldn’t be able to protect it. Not everyone is the Thunder God’s child, the future Plague Lord, with an adult Silver Dragon by their side!

And to be honest, using both mind and hands like Garrett, communicating with nature while controlling the Silent Illusion, constantly adjusting and marking directions… Even now, she wouldn’t be able to do it.

Sigh…

Under the surprised gazes of the others, Garrett slightly opened his eyes and smiled at the young Silver Dragon. With a calm mind, a bright yellow line immediately extended forward from the Silent Illusion:

"Cirilla, control the bird and follow the yellow line."

"Yes! Yes!"

Cirilla controlled the Ancient Vine Bird, turning left, then right. After adjusting twice, she aligned it with the direction, and the bird broke through the wind, speeding away. Garrett sat with his eyes closed in the cockpit, giving constant orders:

"Fly higher, higher… a bit higher… good, that’s enough… hey, don’t go any higher! Lower, lower! If you go higher, I won’t be able to communicate with the ground anymore! Good, this height is perfect…"

Aishe Moon Song's eyes widened suddenly. Garrett’s control of the Silent Illusion was still evolving; the giant trees, hills, and lakes all seemed to shrink as if viewed from high above, expanding the observable area naturally!

The bird flew swiftly, heading southeast. It crossed forests, swamps, and coastlines. Never once did it lose its way or waver. Twenty miles, fifty miles, a hundred miles, two hundred miles—

After two hundred miles, the Ancient Vine Bird quietly changed its shape, its body narrowing, its wings elongating, making the entire form more streamlined;

After three hundred miles, mist gradually surrounded the Ancient Vine Bird, clouds entwining it;

After five hundred miles, a pair of large, colorful birds flew up from the ancient trees below, their wings dotted with sparks, dancing gracefully in front of the Ancient Vine Bird. Garrett, still with his eyes closed, slightly moved his brow and nodded gently:

"So that's it… I understand, it’s this direction… I’ll be there soon…"

The yellow line in the Silent Illusion extended, stretched, and extended again. The little red bird in the illusion adjusted its direction accordingly, perfectly aligning with the yellow line. Below, the forest roared like a tide. Garrett suddenly leaped up!

Found them!

He found the people chasing the elves!

I’ll kill you all!!!

Arcane Missile!

Ice Wall Spell!

The first spell was cast instantly, forcing the nearest swordsman to retreat and defend himself;

The second spell was cast downward, protecting the fallen elf. With the addition of liquid nitrogen, even a level 13 swordsman couldn’t break the Ice Wall in an instant;

As for the third… the third spell…

Garrett slightly closed his eyes, reaching into the void with his hand. The Ancient Vine Bird, being his spatial equipment, naturally responded to his thoughts, delivering what he desired. As his hand extended, a metal box silently appeared beside him.

The box opened, revealing six neatly arranged test tubes within the frosty mist. Inside the slender tubes, each less than five millimeters in diameter, a small amount of liquid submerged a thin metal wire.

With a soft click, the leftmost tube automatically ejected, falling into Garrett's palm.

Garrett lightly grasped the test tube, feeling the cold seeping out, numbing his palm slightly. He didn’t mind, calming his thoughts as he activated the newly mastered spell model—

"Chain Lightning!"

Crack!

Blinding electric light shot down.

The six-ring spell, Chain Lightning, had its power boosted to seven rings by the superconductor gear. The lead swordsman, only level 13, took the full brunt of the strike and collapsed immediately, his body stiff, limbs convulsing, unable to struggle.

The arcs of electricity jumped from him to the other knights behind him, hitting them one by one. The dispersed arcs had only half the power of the first strike, but even that was too much for the level 9 and 10 knights to withstand.

In an instant, a group of them fell to the ground, convulsing. Only the knight farthest away reacted quickly, sensing the deadly wind overhead and retreating in time, narrowly avoiding the arc. He dared not make a sound, turning to flee—

After a few steps, he instinctively looked back and was terrified. The bird did not continue its attack but opened a side door, from which several people jumped out!

Several!

A bunch!

Now, they were outnumbered, and he was alone! He couldn’t even win one-on-one, let alone against several of them!

The knight buried his head and continued to run. After a few more steps, he couldn’t resist looking back again. The first one to jump out of the bird had been human-shaped when they leaped from the bird, but by the time they landed, their body had bent and extended, transforming into a black panther!

The black panther landed heavily with a crunch. The fleeing knight clearly felt he had heard the sound of bones breaking!

No, not just one sound! The colonel whose limbs were crushed by the black panther’s four paws must have had all four limbs broken!

What about me?

What about me?!

The

black panther raised its head, letting out a low roar, like thunder rumbling in its throat and chest. Without even glancing at the fallen warriors, it crouched low, then suddenly pounced forward!

"Don’t chase me!"

The fleeing knight screamed. Trembling, he drew a dagger from his waist, gripping it tightly with both hands, raising it high:

The dagger was pure silver, adorned with seven or eight gems of varying sizes, from fingernail-sized to grain-sized. The gems glowed, condensing into a sharp white light at the tip, flickering erratically. The knight reversed the dagger, pointing it at his chest:

"I am…"

With a thunderous sound, the black panther pounced, knocking him to the ground, his head hitting the earth. As for the dagger, it plunged deep into his chest, blood spurting out. Whatever the knight was about to say, no one would ever know now.

However, in the next moment, the dagger rose by itself, white light bursting from its blade, slicing through the sky, straight down!