North of the Loam Plains.

Since the day they left Neverwinter, Lightning and Maisie had been flying for nearly ten days.

They cruised the plains at speeds of 100 kilometers, which is also the "economic speed" of flying, and the magic recovered at night is enough to sustain the day. Only when camping or hunting is needed will the two land on the ground.

Now that the expedition has entered unexplored territory, and although they have a map of the Confederation era, hundreds of years of change are enough to desert the roads, dry up the canals, and most of the towns are swallowed up by weeds and shrubs, and can no longer function as signposts. The only things that could guide them were the stars in the sky and the hazy continental spine in the distance.

At this distance, the listening sigil has long been unable to communicate, and it seems that only one person and one bird are left on the vast land. This sense of insignificance and loneliness is a major obstacle to adventure, and without the company of his partner, Lightning really doesn't know if he can hold on alone.

The purpose of their trip was clear, that is, to determine the location and route of the new god of the devil, and at the same time to "light up" the plains and wastelands beyond Tachira.

That being said, it is not an easy task to find floating land in such a vast expanse. In order to reduce the loss of ore veins, the enemy's royal city will inevitably not fly too high, and may even fly close to the ground. In this way, from a distance, the god-made god is not much different from a small mountain, and it has to be zoomed in to within 100 kilometers to confirm the target according to the red fog, and this must be in good weather.

Therefore, in order to avoid brushing shoulders with the gods of creation, Lightning chose a polygonal flight path, and the edge of this polygonal line is the continental spine.

"Gollum ......"

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound in the stomach of the gray eagle overhead.

"Are you hungry again?" said Lightning, holding his head high.

"Whew. Maisie nodded repeatedly.

"You haven't moved much, why are you hungry faster than me?"

"Because I've been staring at the ground!" she leaned over and rubbed Lightning's cheek, "The eyes are connected to the brain, and the book says that those who use the brain have the hardest time!"

Wait, that's not what it says in Natural Science at all...... That paragraph clearly said that even when you are motionless, the brain is the organ with the highest energy consumption in the body, which does not mean that people who move do not need to use their brains.

It was just the itching on her cheeks that made it impossible for Lightning to fly properly, so she had to slow down and fall towards the ground. Judging from the sky, they can fly for another half an hour at most, and it is not a big problem to rest early. In addition, there is not much jerky left in the bag, so it is also a good choice to use this time to replenish the stock.

Of course, the most important thing is that she really can't refuse to sell Maisie in every way.

"So the old rule, you go hunting, I'll make a fire, and if there is any situation, you will use the listening sigil to contact you as soon as possible, understand?"

"I totally understand!"

Before she could finish speaking, Maisie rose into the air and turned into a dinosaur and flew to the earth.

Reluctantly, Lightning found a shelter and began to prepare for dinner. With Roland's technical support, adventure essentials such as flint, velvet and torches have been replaced by smaller, more elaborate industrial gadgets, such as windproof matches that are only half the size of a palm, flashlights that use disposable dry batteries, and a multi-purpose knife with multiple parts that every explorer will love......

All of these things fit in one pocket, and because of this, she swapped out more than half of the space in her backpack for a variety of spices, so that she could make a table of dishes that would not be repeated if she had enough time. Sometimes Lightning herself doesn't know if she's more adventurous or has a flair for food.

Maisie is so hungry, I'm afraid it has something to do with it.

The rest of the game was as it all should, and the little girl quickly caught a bison and cut it into pieces with her claws. The lightning takes the essence of it, either smokes it or buries it in mud and roasts it. This process has been repeated countless times by the two of them, and it can be described as smooth when they work together. When the bonfire went out, not only did they fill their stomachs, but the deflated bags of dry food were refilled. Everything seems to have returned to the moment when it was ready to set off, and the only thing that has not made any progress is estimated to be the goal of this trip.

However, this little weakness of heart was soon overshadowed by the tiredness that came after a full meal.

After setting up the scream sigil, Lightning carried Maisie into her sleeping bag and quickly fell asleep.

The next day, when she opened her eyes in a daze, she was surprised to find that there seemed to be a shadow on the horizon in the distance.

Lightning rubbed his eyes a little puzzled—that area should still be a plain, and the surrounding terrain had been repeatedly checked yesterday to avoid missing this small hill.

It took several minutes for her sleepy eyes to get used to it, and she looked away again, only to be frozen in place—through the thin morning mist, the outline of the summit was so straight that it didn't look like something had been shaped by nature. What's even more surprising is that in just a few minutes, it actually grows larger, which means that the shadows are closing in on them.

And the "peak" that can move on the entire fertile plain, lightning only knows that one.

She shook Maisie awake in disbelief and said, "You peck me." ”

"Goo. The latter curled his index finger and flicked it her forehead—

The pain is clear.

This is not a hallucination.

At this moment, a morning breeze swept past the two of them, bringing up Maisie's long gray hair.

At the same time, there was a mist like a tulle that was blown away.

In an instant, the shadow revealed its true form—on top of the black mountain like an inverted triangular pyramid, stood a huge pyramid-shaped artifact, made entirely of obsidian, and its size was incalculable. If the center of the previous god-made god was the devil's city, then it was enough to envelop the entire city in it.

This is probably the reason why there is no sign of red fog spreading at the top of the mountain.

The two inverted cones, one large and one small, make this floating land full of oppression, the last god-made god still has a little shadow of the mountains, and the new royal city is completely unnatural. Whether it is the regular surface lines or the overall structure of the symmetry up and down, it seems to show the power of the devil.

Unexpectedly, the second god-made god that they had been looking for appeared directly in front of them like this.

Lightning didn't even bother to pack up his sleeping bag and pulled Maisie into the air.

As the altitude continued to rise, the scene behind the royal city was gradually revealed.

Dense black dots surged on the plain, like a raging wave, and between the tides, interspersed with countless red threads, which, together with the black dots, constituted a cloth that swallowed everything. Lightning couldn't help but swallow his saliva, if those were all devils, the number was likely to be much more than the humans of the four kingdoms combined!

There is no doubt that this is precisely the main force in the migration of the enemy!

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