The little ones who look cute in social nature can't get rid of them no matter how they shake them, this is not the main thing, the main thing is that where they pass, as long as they can move, whether it is the tree or other animals, they will be torn and devoured on the spot.

The only one who wasn't devoured was her.

The fleas weren't thinking about how to tear something out of her at all times.

Cecia wrapped the little Martadeka in her arms, and Deca was so well-behaved that it nestled motionless in her arms, which it had not done before.

After all, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and the fleas don't seem to have any hostility towards it at first, after all, they all look round on the outside, and it is easy to distinguish if you don't look closely, if it weren't for those fleas with long pointed mouths and long tails, little Marta is really hard to distinguish.

However, the fleas soon spotted the alien creature, and although the little Marta was small, her sensitivity to danger made her run on her legs, and she was not as fast as a group of creatures chasing her.

When little Marta was about to be caught up, Cecia rescued it, and also took this robbery, so that it honestly nested in Checia's arms and not mischievous.

Except for the occasional landing on a safe tree for energy harvesting and recovery, Cecia has basically kept flying at a low altitude, neither landing nor exceeding the top of the woods, although the creatures in her void are a little different from the outside, but there is still one thing in common, there are some creatures in the air and on the ground, but these fleas seem to be the ground overlords of this void.

Marcel had said that if she entered the Void, she would see the Shadow Giant, but she hadn't seen the Shadow Giant yet, and she kept muttering that she was not in the Void now, or if she was out of position.

She herself had no confidence, and the only hope was that she was free of the restrictions of Marseille and De, her speed had increased a lot, and she could faintly hear Samael's footsteps.

Samael was her only hope of returning, and she tried to make out the general direction of the footsteps, and she changed the direction of her progress from time to time during the course of the past few days.

She kept her pace day and night, and her footsteps grew louder and louder, and she wanted to fly into the air to identify them, she didn't have to think about it, as soon as she was above the height of the woods, there would be hunters waiting for her.

She didn't want to get into that much trouble.

Cecia looked at the fleas on the ground who were chasing after them.

Except for this biggest trouble...

She continued to fly forward, and she had a simple idea of what the strange calls were coming from, except for a few screams.

Through her communication with Marcel, she was able to tell which creatures were making the strange noises.

For example, the "da... Da Da... It was always a short and hurried and the last beat with a long note, it was the only colorful climbing animal she had ever seen, and it had two pairs of slender limbs, the body was furry and brightly colored, and only the two pairs of slender limbs that were more than twice as long as the body were gray-black, and it was so fast that if it weren't for Marse's size, she would have thought that the creature was flying.

It was such a creature that Marseille said was rarely seen, but it became a common creature in this void.

Despite its speed and strange appearance, this creature feeds on predatory trees, which are living trees that use their branches to hunt live creatures.

There was also a creature that was particularly good at camouflage, with a soft body, and the only bone in its body was its brain, and this creature Cecia was lucky enough to come across once, and although she did not see the whole picture of the creature, she found that it was only after touching it that she was impressed by its piercing scream.

As usual, Cecia chose a pitch-black original tree that didn't look dangerous to recover the energy expended.

As soon as she stepped on the thickest branch of the trunk, she felt that something was wrong with the strength of her feet, one foot on the solid ground, while the other was dangling as if nothing had been stepped on it.

She lowered her head, Marta in her arms barking at her below.

Suddenly, the scream made Cecia, who was extremely sensitive to her surroundings, feel the air tremble, and for a moment Cecia was in a trance, she felt unstable and quickly stretched her wings to keep her in the air.

When she came to her senses, she noticed that the creature beneath her feet was gone, leaving only a rotten root on the ground.

It was a creature she thought she would rarely see again, and she found that anything could happen in the void. The second time she saw the disguised creature, she saw the wreckage that had lost its original appearance. That's why she knew that the hard thing she stepped on that time was the brains of the creature.

The only thing the creature couldn't eat, and it seemed that if the brain was exposed, the creature would die completely.

As for the wreckage, she realized that there was some creature that preyed on the disguised creature.

The only thing she wanted to know was that when she was resting, the fleas who sat around laughing and playing and looked harmless to humans and animals really had no natural predators?

Cecia thought, seeing that the container's energy had been fully restored, and she put the fleas' problem aside for the time being.

It's daytime, and while Samael is resting during the day, she can still speed up her progress as soon as possible and catch up early.

She picked up little Marta, hoping that the little time she had during the day would catch up with the progress that had been lost before.

Cecia maintained her previous altitude, flying at a relatively safe advection altitude in the middle of the woods, and as soon as she left, the fleas below, who had been silent and sleepy, got up and began to crowd each other and move noisily with Checia.

She could only look down at the dog skin plasters that were in hot pursuit, and finally chose to ignore them and continue to fly forward.

Although creatures that rarely appear outside the Void are common here, the creatures that move during the day are much rarer than those outside, and the creatures at night are twice as large as those outside.

It was as if the Void was the opposite of the Outside, and for this reason Cecia had suspected that the Void was the Elysium of scarce creatures outside.

The only constant rule is that the law of the jungle is still the law of the jungle.

Cecia shook her head, her mind had been affected since she saw Samael, and she began to think crankily as she chased him.

The Feathered Race has never thought about herself, and even if she is banished, she knows exactly what she should and should not do.

But after coming to this world, she knew that she was in chaos.

She couldn't say why, just like she used to do anything, she knew clearly what she could and couldn't do, and she could make the most preferred choice in the face of anything.

But right now, those thinking specifications don't do anything at all.

In the void, anything can happen.