I woke up to find myself transmigrated into a disabled child.

Chapter 178: Wings Have Sprouted?

By the time Qingjin realized what had happened, the situation had already spiraled out of control. The storm that she had initially assessed she could manage had suddenly become rampant.

Just as the team members, who were on the verge of breaking through, were swept away by an even stronger gust of wind, Qingjin raised his bow and fired three arrows in quick succession. The arrows pierced the air and rushed into the whirlwind, causing it to pause and buying time for the team members caught in the whirlwind.

As the fastest flying race among the fifteen races, the Windwalker Clan also possessed exceptional reaction speed. In that short time, everyone seized the opportunity created by Qingjin and worked hard to break free from the whirlwind.

"Captain..." "Captain..."

"Form up the team and rescue them." Qing Jin's words were icy as she spoke, knowing she had underestimated her opponent, and her eyes betrayed her frustration.

Lei Xiu, who had been pushed far away by the wind, had arrived by now. Everyone surrounded the whirlwind that had enveloped Le Zhi, but the energy of this whirlwind was much more violent than the previous ones, and they were unable to make any progress for the time being.

Qingjin, who had already raised her arrow, aimed for a long time but couldn't let go. She didn't take this level of whirlwind seriously, but it was too dense for her to see Lezhi's position. If she fired blindly like this and accidentally hurt Lezhi, she would really want to die.

Lei Xiu, who was also hesitant to act rashly, had the same thought. He gripped the chang gun tightly, but he couldn't swing it down as recklessly as before.

Even the two individuals, considered among the top fighters of the tree spirit race, were helpless in the face of the current situation.

Seeing this, the other Windwalker Clan members had no better solution. Qingping thought for a moment, then stepped forward and reported to Qingjin, "Captain, I have an idea, how about we..."

Hearing Qingping explain his idea in detail, Qingjin's eyes flashed, and he decisively nodded in agreement, "Okay, let's do it this way for now."

Seeing the whirlwind growing stronger and stronger, even threatening to move, Qingjin decided to take Qingping's idea without hesitation.

Lei Xiu, who was not far away and had overheard Qingping and Qingjin's conversation, glanced at Qingping out of the corner of his eye but did not raise any objections.

Unaware that his companions outside were doing everything in their power to save him, Lezhi, who was in the eye of the storm, was caught in the eye of the storm. The fluffy ball had been forced back into its fluffy form and was stuffed into a pouch by Lezhi to keep the baby bird company.

As for Lezhi himself, he experienced floating in mid-air without wings. This feeling was not unfamiliar to Lezhi, because he had experienced it in a dream before.

However, this was not a dream. Lezhi could clearly feel the wind brushing against his skin, and his hair was being blown wildly. But strangely, the violent wind did not harm Lezhi at all. The force of the wind hitting Lezhi was so light that it was as if it was just teasing him.

Enveloped by the wind, Lezhi's senses were amplified, allowing him to perceive the wind's consciousness more clearly. If it weren't for the gentle touch on his chest constantly reminding him, Lezhi would have felt as if he were in a dream, merging with the wind as one.

"Come, come..."

The familiar voice gradually took shape in Lezhi's mind, calling out to him.

Where is he going? Is he alone?

Questioning the voice in her mind, Lezhi felt a warmth and peace in the wind, like being conceived in the womb. Her eyelids drooped, and her consciousness sank into the deep sea.

Lezhi, who had lost consciousness, suddenly emitted a blinding green light. The tree and the wind between his eyebrows seemed like two old friends who had been separated for a long time. Although the space between his eyebrows was not connected to the outside world, the branches and leaves of the tree could tacitly follow the rhythm of the wind.

With the wind by its side, the tree went from waking up to being active almost instantly. The aftereffect of the tree's activity was that the energy flow in Lezhi's body became more intense.

The furball and chick closest to Lezhi were enveloped by the energy emanating from Lezhi's skin and fell into a drowsy sleep. In their sleep, their bodies underwent subtle changes without them realizing it.

Those affected by the change in the "outsiders" were even more affected, let alone Lezhi himself. On his shoulder blades, green light condensed into a ball of light, flashing in sync with Lezhi's breathing. It felt like a long time had passed, but in reality, it was only a few minutes before the ball of light began to morph and swell.

The clothes on his body bulged up until they could no longer contain him and were torn open. The green light, no longer restrained, began to spread and expand rapidly.

The outline of the wings gradually took shape, one pair, two pairs... three pairs, four... pairs...

If anyone were watching this scene, they would probably be speechless with astonishment. The tree spirit race has existed for thousands of years, and there have been many kinds of wings, but at most there are only three pairs of wings. Most of them have two or four wings, and those with six wings are extremely rare, all of whom are exceptionally talented. Lei Xiu is one of them.

As of now, Lezhi has already successfully grown four pairs of wings, which is unprecedented in Jormungand.

Of course, in the past, the treant race already had their wings formed when they hatched, and Lezhi's secondary development was the first case of its kind.

The growth didn't seem to end there. After the four pairs of wings grew, although the number didn't continue to increase, the shape of the wings continued to change under the green light.

The first pair of wings, resembling those of a bird or beast, with quills, was the largest and first to form. When the light faded, the pure white wings, when spread, were smaller than the fluffy ball, with a wingspan equivalent to six times the body length of Lezhi. The feathers on the wings shimmered faintly with silver light under the sunlight, exactly the same color as Lezhi's hair.

The second pair of wings quickly caught up, only slightly smaller than the first pair, but with a more rounded shape. The wing bones were covered with fine down, very similar to the wings of the Spirit Feather Clan, clearly of the same origin. The fine down appeared white at first glance, but when illuminated by light, it revealed seven or eight different colors from different angles, creating a dazzling effect.

The third pair of wings quickly grew, shorter than the first pair but longer than the second, and wider than the first pair but shorter than the second. However, this wasn't the main point of these wings. The key point was that unlike the previous two pairs, which had a white base, these wings were a gradient of green, from light to dark. At the base of each wing, a long ribbon extended. If the Longtail Clan were present, they would definitely fight the Spirit Feather Clan for Lezhi on the spot, confirming her ownership.

Once this controversial wing was formed, the fourth pair of wings slowly took shape as well. They were not as large as the first pair, nor as rounded as the second pair, nor as beautiful as the third pair. The transparent wings seemed incredibly thin, with only the shimmering wing bones showing any presence.

They secretly hide between the second and third pairs of wings, completely concealing their form unless necessary. However, careful observation reveals that when they actually take flight, these two pairs of wings flap the fastest and make the most noise, almost imperceptible. Moisture carried by the wind will briefly linger on the other three pairs of wings, but it cannot leave any trace on these two pairs of wings.

Yes, exactly like the wings of the Windranger.

Unbeknownst to him, Lezhi grew wings of all the companions he had ever seen: birds and beasts, spirit feathered race, long-tailed race, and wind-riding race, as if he were collecting stamps.

As the last pair of wings took shape, the green light did not dissipate but returned to the center of the forehead, radiating an even brighter glow. This time, no matter how dense the whirlwind, it could not conceal it, and it was easily detected by Lei Xiu and his group outside the whirlwind.