Chapter 143: A Flash of Inspiration
Erheth pondered the question for a moment, when she had an idea. Erheth complied with the thought and changed the direction of her movement, and instead of moving forward, she climbed higher.
Erheth climbed to the top of the tree and looked around from the branch with the best view. From Erheth's eyes, the forest of gray shirts in front of him looked like a gray sea.
This time, Erhes saw something unusual. She noticed that in the distance in an area of the sea of trees, the trees were lower in height than the other groups. Erhers looked closely at the area and saw a cluster of trees over there, all the branches at the top of the trees were bent, and some of them had broken off and fallen into the muddy mass of the roots below.
The reason why the trees are lower than the surrounding trees seems to be because they have been hit and broken by an external force, and the impact marks left on the top of the trees extend to the other side of the sea of trees, and the picture is like someone in the sea of trees has forcibly opened a tunnel in a violent way.
Erherth looked at the tunnel and saw that the edge of the tunnel was full of black ash from the burning heat. Erhers had seen the ashes, a phenomenon caused by the black dragon's passing.
The black dragon's body is covered with a layer of red and black shards, which carry a high danger of heat, and will be burned by the high heat when touched at will. If the black dragon with that tall and hot skin spreads its wings and flies high in the sky, and then swoops down from above, and its lower belly slashes over the surface of the sea of trees of the gray shirt tree, then in front of Erheth's eyes, the reason why the tunnel leading to the other end appears, can be inferred that it is a strange sight formed by the black dragon's belly piece touching the head of the tree group and burning.
Erhers gritted her teeth unconsciously, the ferocity of the black dragon was too much to be underestimated, and it would cause so much damage to the environment just by simply moving.
Erheth re-tied the sword hanging from her waist, pulled the leather pouch behind her back, and made sure that the humming spear was still properly placed inside, and got up and moved along the place where the "tunnel" led.
Along the way, Erhers still looked for the footprints that Warren had left on the surface of the branches. The trail was followed for ten minutes before disappearing. It seemed that Warren was not continuing on his way, and, almost at the same time, the passage dug by the black dragon on the surface of the sea of trees came to an end.
Warren's footprints are connected to a vast clearing along with the traces of the Black Dragon's movements. Judging from this situation, it is conceivable that Warren was hit by the black dragon here. And the power of that impact rippled to the surroundings, blasting out the crater in front of him.
If things do turn out as Erhers speculates, Warren is afraid ...... Erhes didn't make up her mind in her mind, she just swallowed, refusing to think deeply, lest the bad thoughts arise.
Taking a deep breath and changing her mood, Erheth observed the pit that had formed in the middle of the sea of trees in front of her, and then she spotted a familiar figure at the edge.
"That's ...... No way. Warren, no!"
Ehris slid down the tree, and as soon as she landed on the muddy ground, her legs moving deftly through the mud. She entered the huge pit and walked briskly along the edge to the opposite side.
Erhes stopped in front of a severed gray shirt tree. Near the base of the tree, Erherth saw Warren sitting against the trunk.