North of the Fertile Plains.
Counting from the day they left Neverwinter, Lightning and Maggie had been flying for nearly ten days.
They patrolled the plains at a speed of a hundred kilometers per hour, which was the 'economical speed' of flight. The magic power recovered at night was enough to sustain them for a day. Only when they needed to camp or hunt would they land.
The Exploration Group had already entered a region they had never set foot in. Although they had a map from the era of the Union, the centuries of change was enough to cause the roads to be abandoned, the canals to dry up, and most of the towns to be swallowed up by weeds and shrubs. They could no longer be used as road markers. The only things that could guide them were the stars in the sky and the hazy ridge of the continent in the distance.
At this distance, the Sigil of Listening was no longer able to transmit messages. It was as though there was only one person and one bird left on the vast land. This feeling of insignificance and loneliness was a huge obstacle to adventuring. Without a companion, Lightning did not know if she could persevere alone.
Their objective was clear, to confirm the location and route of the demons' new Deity of Gods. At the same time, they would "light up" the plains outside of Taquila.
That being said, it wasn't an easy task to find a floating island in such a vast land. To reduce the depletion of the mineral veins, the enemy's capital would not fly too high, and might even fly close to the ground. As such, the Deity of Gods looked like a small hill from afar. They had to close the distance to within a hundred kilometers before they could confirm the target based on the Red Mist, and that was under good weather conditions.
Thus, to avoid brushing shoulders with the Deity of Gods, Lightning chose a zigzag flight path, and the edge of the zigzag was the ridge of the continent.
"Gulp …"
Suddenly, the gray eagle's stomach emitted a muffled sound.
"You're hungry again?" Lightning raised her head.
"Awoo." Maggie nodded repeatedly.
"You clearly didn't move, why are you getting hungry faster than me?"
"Because I've been staring at the ground, awoo!" She leaned over and rubbed Lightning's cheek. "The eyes are connected to the brain, and the book says that people who use their brains work the hardest!"
Wait, that's not what was written in Natural Science at all … It clearly said that even when a person is motionless, the brain is the organ that consumes the most energy in the body. This doesn't mean that people who move don't need to use their brains.
But the itch on her cheek made it impossible for Lightning to fly properly. She had to slow down and land on the ground. Judging from the color of the sky, they could fly for another half an hour at most. It wouldn't be a problem for them to rest early. What's more, there wasn't much meat left in the bag, so using this time to replenish his food was a good choice.
Of course, the most important thing was that she really couldn't bring herself to reject Maggie who was trying to act cute.
"As usual, you go hunting, and I'll start the fire. If anything happens, contact me with the Sigil of Listening immediately. Understood?"
"Understood!"
Before he finished speaking, Maggie had already risen into the air and transformed into a Devilbeast, flying towards the ground.
Reluctantly, Lightning found a shelter and began to prepare for dinner. With Roland's technical support, the necessary equipment for adventuring such as flint, tinder, and torch were replaced by more delicate industrial products, such as a windproof match that was only the size of half a palm, a flashlight that used disposable dry batteries, and a multi-purpose knife that every explorer loved so much that they couldn't bear to part with it …
These things could all be stored in one bag. Because of this, most of the space in her backpack was replaced by a variety of spices. As long as she had enough time, she could make a table full of dishes without repeating them. Sometimes, even Lightning herself wasn't sure if she was better at adventuring or was more talented at food.
Perhaps this had something to do with Maggie's hunger.
Everything went smoothly. The little girl quickly caught a bison and used her sharp claws to cut it into several pieces. Lightning took the essence of the bison and smoked it or buried it in the mud to roast it. The two had already repeated this process countless times, and their cooperation was smooth. When the bonfire went out, they not only filled their stomachs, but also filled up their dry food bags. Everything seemed to return to the moment when they were ready to set off. The only thing that didn't make much progress was probably the goal of this trip.
But this little bit of guilt was soon covered up by the tiredness that came after a full meal.
After setting up the Sigil of Screaming, Lightning held Maggie in her sleeping bag and soon fell asleep.
The next day, when she opened her eyes, she unexpectedly found that there seemed to be a shadow on the horizon in the distance.
Puzzled, Lightning rubbed her eyes — it should still be a plain. Yesterday, they had repeatedly confirmed the surrounding terrain, so they should not have missed this hillside.
It took her a few minutes to get used to her sleepy eyes. She held her breath and looked up again, but she was stunned. Through the thin morning mist, she could see that the top of the mountain was very flat, and it did not look like it was formed by nature at all. What was more surprising was that in just a few minutes, it had actually grown bigger, which meant that the shadow was approaching them.
And in the entire Fertile Plains, Lightning only knew of one 'mountain peak' that could move.
She shook Maggie awake in disbelief. "Peck me."
"Coo." The latter curled her index finger and flicked it on her forehead —
The pain was extremely clear.
It was not an illusion.
Right at this moment, a gust of morning wind brushed past the two of them, causing Maggie's long white hair to flutter.
At the same time, the mist that resembled a veil was blown away.
In that instant, the shadow revealed its true appearance — on top of the black mountain that resembled an inverted triangular cone stood a gigantic pyramid-shaped object. It was completely constructed from obsidian, and its size was difficult to estimate. If the center of the Deity of Gods was said to be a demon city, then this pyramid was enough to envelop the entire city.
This was probably the reason why there were no signs of the Red Mist spreading from the top of the 'mountain'.
The two inverted pyramids, one large and one small, gave the floating island an oppressive feeling. The previous Deity of Gods had a slight resemblance to a mountain range, but the new King's City was completely unnatural. Be it the regular lines on the surface or the symmetrical structure, they all seemed to display the power of the demons.
They never expected that the second Deity of Gods that they had been searching for would appear right in front of them.
Lightning did not even bother to pack up her sleeping bag as she pulled Maggie and flew up.
As they continued to rise, the scenery behind King's City gradually became clearer.
Densely packed black dots surged on the plains like a surging tide. In between the tides, there were countless red lines. Together with the black dots, they formed a cloth that devoured everything. Lightning could not help but gulp. If those were all demons, their numbers could very well be more than the humans of the Four Kingdoms combined!
Without a doubt, they were the main force of the enemy's migration!
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