Under the clear sky, the white clouds and wisps of sunlight like golden threads are sprinkled and fall on people, making people feel comfortable and feel a lot more comfortable.

After the disaster, the survivors tried to live with the thought of their deceased relatives, and when they looked down from the sky, they could see that on the plains, the hard-working farmers had already begun to do high-intensity labor every day.

"What's that?" A farmer who was hoeing the field to catch insects was holding a farm tool, holding a sour-smelling rag to wipe the sweat on his body because of labor, and when he picked up the kettle on his body and was about to raise his head to drink water, he was stunned by the strange sight above the sky, and the kettle in his hand stiffened and fell to the ground because of the extreme shock of emotion.

In the distance, there was a scene in the sky that the farmer had never seen before: an innumerable number of majestic islands suspended in the sky, moving slowly in his direction, obscuring the sky and the sun, casting large shadows on the ground, and plunging the earth below it into dusk darkness.

"Is this a miracle you have shown, God of the Dawn?" exclaimed the farmer, and his companions, who had also been working with him in this vast wheat field, raised their heads facing the loess, and saw the cloud islands that smashed into the sky and flew towards their place.

Such a shock, so magnificent, that it should only exist in the legends of the bards, and make these farmers who have experienced the demon plague and seen the murderous demons from the abyss terrified.

"Poof!" Some farmers were so weak in their hands and feet that they couldn't help but fall to their knees, or their legs were weak and they collapsed on the ground, almost none of them could maintain a normal posture.

"What a humble human being, all too frightened to stand still. Seeing the mortals below react like this, Fiona, the extremely old green dragon that was released from the half-plane by Muria, showed a proud and proud look.

"You don't seem to have any reason to laugh at them, you just saw that Cloud Island is not much better than them!" Seeing Fiona who looked like a noblewoman, Mia hurriedly seized the opportunity to strike at the green dragon that gave her a strong sense of crisis.

When she saw Fiona for the first time, Mia knew that this was a fierce rival in the future, because her appearance and figure were not below her, and her ability to do things was not bad.

I heard that she once led a group of dragons to suppress 600,000 drow elves without the help of Young Master Muria, and suppressed thirteen riots and uprisings by bloody means.

"Isn't it natural for me to be surprised by such a wonder of the world?" Fiona didn't care when she saw the Dragonborn maid who made no secret of her hostility towards her, and instead had a kind and friendly smile on her face.

She has a very clear position for herself, she is just an old dragon who defected to Muria halfway, in addition to strength, and experience over hundreds of years, it seems that there is nothing worthy of the descendant of the dragon king.

And Mia, according to the information she found out from those stinky mages Five-Colored Dragons, she grew up with His Royal Highness Muria, and by the way, she was often in charge of warming the bed. In Muria's mind, their status is simply incomparable.

"Hmph!" Mia's face softened slightly when she heard Fiona's soft words, her own behavior towards this green dragon was a bit excessive and out of shape, but she couldn't control the panic in her heart. Because Fiona does have the power to replace her.

"Ah, Miss Mia, the people of the next city will soon see us, and I should arrange for the dragon to go out on a parade. Fiona looked at the maid who was not friendly to her, smiled, and then turned back into a dragon body and flew to another cloud island, which Muria had assigned to the five-colored dragons to live in......

"This speed is slower than I thought!" On the cloud island where the Wind King Eagle was located, Muria, who had built the city and lived with him, looked at the many light curtains projected on the magic circle in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

On the light curtain, one hundred and thirty-two cloud islands were projected, as well as the scene of their passing through the surrounding area, as well as the feedback of the operation data of all the magic circles on the cloud island, including the movement speed of the cloud island.

It was a speed that made Muria a little painful, and compared to a floating city with normal configurations, it was like a turtle crawling, only one-fifth of the speed that a floating city should have.

His request was indeed met - active. The speed of Cloud Island's flight is so slow, there is no way to do it, after all, the real floating city has a defensive magic circle, which can maintain it without disintegrating even when flying at high speed.

Muria's floating island, on the other hand, has almost nothing but a circle that allows it to move. The only thing he could show off was the number and scale of Cloud Island.

"There are still two months left before we leave the Rockman Kingdom. Muria sighed, "It only took seven days for the Wind King Eagle to move Cloud Island from the sea to Scarlet. ”

"It's not that you have nothing to do when you're full, you have to go around the entire territory of the Rockman Kingdom and then leave, if you go directly into the sea from the royal capital, it won't take that long at all. Troy, the snow-white cat, sneered.

"It's not okay to leave directly," Muria leaned on Troy, caressing its smooth and silky hair, "It's too boring not to let those nobles with bad intentions look at my cloud island with their own eyes, showing a shocked and awe-inspiring expression." ”

"You just want to show off!" "Troy, who usually sleeps in the half-plane, can see Muria's true purpose at a glance, "And, according to your statement, these cloud islands belong to the Wind King, not yours, you only have the right to live." ”

"Ahem, it doesn't make a difference," Muria coughed dryly, her face flushed slightly, but quickly returned to normal, "and showing off or something, that's a secondary purpose, as long as the purpose is to deter them, and at the same time send them a false message that I really want to leave, so that they can expose the true colors that I have suppressed for twelve years earlier." Don't forget, the country's first king, Belardine, died an unnatural death. ”

"You really have the purpose of showing off, it's really superficial. The big cat, who was a little comfortable with Muria's stroke, snorted a few times.

"Showing off is the normal behavior of an intelligent being. Muria didn't care, what a magnificent figure the overlord of Chu in his previous life was, and he still said the famous sentence "Wealth does not return to the hometown, such as clothes and brocade at night".