In a few moments, Archimia was out of breath after the kite.

Kite's legs are so short now, it looks like she can walk so easily, but the speed is so fast that she can barely catch up, from trotting to running, Archhumia rolled her eyes tiredly, she now very much suspects that Kite-yi deliberately walked so fast, the purpose is to retaliate for her just pinching his face!

Amid the infinite wail in Archemia's heart, the kite suddenly stopped. When Arshumia rushed to Kite's side, the hideous scene in front of her suddenly made her feel terrified.

Half of the grass is open and flat, while the other half of the grass can be described beyond recognition—a large area of grass has been lifted away with the turf, and the bare reddish-brown earth is densely filled with deep or shallow potholes, and the smell of fishy and greasy soil and grass wafts in the air.

This is where the Wyvern fell, the luxurious and huge Wyvern falling from the sky, everything from the delicate carvings to the gorgeous chandeliers.

The wreckage of the Wyvern piled up a tall hill on the grass. Shattered planks and steel splattered out of the airship's body, digging deep into the soil. Some of the surrounding trees have been uprooted, some have broken their trunks, and the ground below the trunks is covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves.

The two huge wyverns were lying in a devastation, their huge pupils closed, and their scales shattered by the strong impact, revealing their pink muscles and white bones.

They don't know how long they were unconscious, but from the scene in front of them, it seems that the time for the Wyvern to crash was not short.

The dragon's wounds were no longer bleeding extensively, but there were still some wounds that were too deep and dripping with blood. There were pools of blood on the ground, more than half of which had already coagulated, and the reddish-brown blood clots were mixed with bloodstains, which were terrifying and fishy.

Arshumia frowned at the smell of thick blood, and took several steps back, and it took a long time for her to get used to the air.

"Iris, are we ......" Arshimia was about to ask Iris when a sudden male voice burst into her ears.

"Hey! Classmates, take a look at me! The voice shouted, "Here I am!" Look at me, classmate! ”

Hearing this, Archimia hurriedly looked around, but there was no one, the surroundings were empty, and there was no third person except her and Kite.

Could it be that she is hallucinating? Or did she fall under some strange spell in the forest?

Archhumia nervously cast her gaze at Kite. As soon as the kite met her gaze, he bowed slightly to her. It was kind of permission for her next action.

Receiving Kite's reply, Ashimia breathed a sigh of relief. She has subconsciously regarded Kite as someone she could trust and rely on.

"Where are you? I didn't see you. Archhumia withdrew her gaze from Iris and replied to the voice.

"I'm on the ground!" Receiving a response from Archumia, the voice was instantly full of energy, loud and expectant.

Archhumia looked at the ground, there were debris, blood, and a flattened cake, but there was no one.

"Where on the earth?" Archhumia asked again.

"You're southeast! Do you see that piece? He raised his voice, as if trying to prove his existence.

"See! Are you behind the cake? ”

"I'm the cake!"

“……”