Chapter 1589 The Night of the Meteorite

Under the night sky, there was silence.

As the night became darker, the stars on the sky wall gradually became clearer and brighter, making people want to look up.

But until now, at least Maca has not seen any star moving at a speed that can be discerned by the naked eye, let alone any star dragging a gorgeous "tail" to swagger across the city.

Of course, in fact, Maca is also very clear-the "big iron pot" behind him will detect the approach of the meteorite before it breaks into the atmosphere, and then the "guest" who came from afar will actually appear In his line of sight.

Therefore, all Maca can do now is to wait silently—waiting with the four Muggles in the temporary radar station.

"Time is tight... If Hai Erbo is counted, then the time left for me will be even less. But fortunately, that guy doesn't know the exact time when the meteorite fell, and if he really intends to come... With his That bad character, most likely will choose in the short ten seconds when I deal with the meteorite..."

This is the biggest reason why Maca chose to use the power of Muggle technology. Because even this temporary radar station can only buy him more than ten seconds of advance detection time at most, and it will also create a space for him to respond earlier than Hai Erbo.

No way, for the ultra-high-speed moving object in the near-earth space, neither Maca nor Haierbo can accurately detect its approach—even if it has already known its landing point.

After all, compared to its terrifying speed of movement, it is really "small"...

"drop--"

Just as Maca was rehearsing what was about to happen in his mind, while maintaining himself in the best condition at all times, a slightly ear-piercing buzz suddenly sounded in the radar station behind him and on the portable monitor in his hand. sounded at the same time.

At that moment, Maca suddenly opened his eyes wide, and raised his hand to look at the palm-sized screen in his hand.

It can be seen that a slightly blurred bright spot suddenly appeared on the originally gray grid-like screen. And near the bright spot, another box with vertical and horizontal lines is constantly approaching it, trying to capture it inside the box.

Around the display screen, all kinds of data are changing rapidly, and ordinary people will feel dazzled when they look at it.

Yes, even if Maca had been studied in advance under the guidance of Muggle researchers,

It is by no means an easy task to confirm these figures in a short period of time.

"Mr. McLean—"

"I know, I'm watching!"

There is not much time, really not much, and Maca understands that she needs to speed up a little more.

And when Maca was staring at the screen with full concentration, the cross frame on the display screen finally enclosed the brighter and brighter white dot in the frame. In an instant, Maca heard two "didi" instructions passing by his ears.

The next moment, several red, yellow and blue straight lines also appeared on the monitor screen immediately, and the surrounding data began to stabilize, and several cheers sounded from the temporary radar station behind.

Another two or three seconds passed, and Maca firmly imprinted several key data changes in his mind, then suddenly threw the portable monitor casually, raised his hand and reached for the prepared one. Slate map direction.

"come on!"

With a soft drink, the symbols and lines on the circle of stone slabs suddenly burst into a large amount of faint blue light, and all kinds of runes rose and fell in the blue "ocean"... The magic power began to vibrate.

And almost at the same time, a series of explosions of damaged instruments came from the radar station.

"Mike...Mr. McLean?"

Four Muggles rushed out of it quickly, stood beside Maca and looked at him in astonishment, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Even if they had some guesses beforehand, the four of them must have never imagined that their mission would end in just a few seconds.

"Latitude and longitude...height...angle of entry..."

The data flowed in Maca's mind, and the staff inserted in the center of the circle was also finely and precisely adjusting its orientation following Maca's control.

"Oh, you can go... the speed of movement... and the amount of advance..."

Maca muttered in a low voice, and suddenly patted each of them without looking back, and then walked towards the circle step by step without paying attention.

This staff has been with Maca for a long time, and it was broken by Hai Erbo before. After using it this time, it must be completely dead, right?

But Maca dares to assure it that this next blow will be the most exciting and powerful blow that it can unleash after it is made.

"...that's right there!"

Suddenly, Maca, who had just walked in front of the circle, raised his outstretched right hand, pointing straight at the corner of the night where the stars were twinkling.

At that moment, the Cooling Rule Rune and the Arrogant Soul Rune lit up on the tip of the slightly tilted staff one after another, and two beams of light, one black and one white, intertwined and shot straight into the dark night sky.

In a few seconds, the orderly entangled light beams pierced the night, and passed by the meteorite that had just reached the outer edge of the atmosphere.

"Not so far."

While Maca muttered softly, the staff also adjusted slightly—the ultra-long distance of nearly a thousand kilometers made it really difficult to adjust the angle of the staff. A fine layer of sweat had already oozed from his forehead.

But soon, when the circular array in front of Maca suddenly spread out an obvious wave of magic power, the other end of the regular light beam bursting into the sky finally hit the surface of the meteorite.

In the next second, violent impact, restless magic power, and dazzling brilliance appeared from the night sky at the same time. The meteorite, which finally cut into the denser part of the atmosphere, also heated up rapidly under the increasingly serious friction.

The power of the cooling rules is resisting the sharp increase in temperature on the surface of the meteorite. The increasing temperature difference causes cracks to appear on the surface of the meteorite, and the gradually intensified air friction also causes the cracked rock shell to break away from the meteorite and burn up in the atmosphere.

And the black flame of the soul rule, while being materialized, together with the friction force of the atmosphere, keeps killing the falling speed of the meteorite.

Unleashing two regular light beams, coupled with the need to keep track of the meteorite at all times, Maca has already devoted almost all of his attention to it, and has no time to look at the already miraculous landscape in the night sky.

Fortunately, although he, as one of the creators of the "miracle", did not have time to appreciate it, this scene tonight has already fallen into the eyes of many people.

It's a pity that the more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are, isn't it?