MTL - Release that Witch-Chapter 1453 Shadow of the Black Stone Field

North of the fertile plains.

From the day of leaving the winter city, lightning and wheat have been flying almost for nearly ten days.

They cruised above the plains at a speed of 100 kilometers. This is also the "economic speed" of the flight. The magic of recovery at night can fully support the day. Only when camping or hunting is required will the two land.

Nowadays, the expedition has entered a region that has never been involved in the past. Although it holds the map of the Federation era, the changes of hundreds of years are enough to make the road deserted and the canal dry up. Most towns are engulfed by weeds and shrubs. Can no longer play the role of a road sign. Only the stars in the sky and the mainland spine in the distance can guide them.

At this distance, listening to the seals has long been impossible to subpoena, and there seems to be only one person and one bird on the vast land. This kind of smallness and loneliness is a major obstacle to adventure. Without the companionship of a partner, lightning does not know whether one can persist.

The purpose of their trip is very clear, that is to determine the location and route of the **** of the devil's new god, and at the same time "light up" the plain wasteland outside Takira.

Having said that, it is not an easy task to find floating land on such a vast land. In order to reduce the loss of the veins, the enemy's king city will not fly too high, and may even fly to the ground. In this way, the **** of God made from a distance is not much different from a small hill. If you get close to 100 kilometers, you can confirm the target according to the red fog. This must also be in good weather.

So in order to avoid passing the **** of God, Lightning chose a polygonal flight path, and the edge of this line is the continental spine.

"Hey..."

Suddenly there was a muffled sound in the belly of the gray eagle.

"Are you hungry?" Lightning slammed.

"Hey." Mai Hao nodded again and again.

"I don't know how to move, why are you hungry faster than me?"

"Because I've been staring at the ground!" She leaned over and rubbed her lightning on her cheek. "The eyes are connected to the brain, and the book says, the people who use the brain are the hardest!"

Wait, "Nature Science" is not written like this at all... It is clear that even if it is not moving, the brain is also the organ with the highest energy consumption. This does not mean that people who do not need to use their brains. .

Only the itching coming from the cheeks made it impossible for the lightning to fly. She had to drop the speed and fall to the ground. From the sky, they can fly for up to half an hour, and it is not a big problem to take a break early. What's more, there is not much left in the bag. It is also a good choice to use this time to replenish the grain.

Of course, the most important thing is that she really can't help but refuse to sell the wheat.

"So old rules, you go hunting, I am going to make a fire. If there is any situation, I will contact you by listening to the first time. Do you understand?"

"Fully understand!"

The voice has not fallen, and the wheat scorpion has vacated and turned into a fearful beast to fly to the earth.

Lightning helplessly found a shelter and began preparing for dinner. With Roland's technical support, risk-taking essentials such as flint, velvet and torches have been replaced by smaller and more sophisticated industrial products, such as a half-slap-sized windproof match, a flashlight with a disposable dry battery, and a large number of Parts, a multi-function knife that every explorer can't put down...

These things can be put down in a pocket, and because of this, she replaced most of the backpack's space with a variety of spices, as long as the time is sufficient, can make a table of dishes that do not repeat. Sometimes lightning is not clear to her. She is more adept at taking risks, or is more talented for food.

McMug is so hungry that I am afraid it is related to this.

Everything went on, and the little girl quickly grabbed a buffalo and cut it into pieces with claws. Lightning takes its essence, or smokes it, or bury it in the mud. This process has already been repeated many times, and it can be said that it can be said to work together. When the bonfire went out, they not only filled their stomachs, but the gradual dry food bags were refilled. Everything seems to have returned to the moment of the start of the whole installation. The only thing that has not progressed is that it is only the goal of this trip.

However, this little guilty conscience was quickly overshadowed by the tiredness of the food.

After screaming and screaming, the lightning bolted into the sleeping bag and quickly fell into a dream.

The next day, when she confused her eyes, she unexpectedly found that there was a shadow on the horizon in the distance.

The lightning blinked a little and squinted - that aspect should still be a plain. Yesterday, the surrounding terrain has been repeatedly confirmed, and it is not enough to miss this hill.

It took a few minutes to adjust to the sleepy eyes of her, and she looked at it again, and the result could not help but linger in the same place - through the thin morning fog, the outline of the mountain was incomparably straight, not at all like something naturally shaped. Even more surprising is that in just a few minutes, it actually became bigger, which means that the shadow is approaching them.

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

She dared not shake her way, "You yell at me."

"Oh." The latter bent his index finger and forced a bullet on her forehead.

The pain is clear and clear.

This is not an illusion.

At this time, a morning breeze swept past the two people, bringing up the long white hair of the wheat stubble.

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

In an instant, the shadow reveals its true original appearance - only on the black hill above the inverted triangle cone, stands a huge pyramid-shaped creation, which is composed of obsidian, and its volume is difficult to estimate. If the former **** of God is the city of the devil, then it is enough to cover the entire city.

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

One large and one small two inverted cones make this floating land full of oppression, the **** of the gods still has the shadow of a few mountains, and the new king city is a completely unnatural thing. Whether it is a regular surface line or a symmetrical overall structure, it seems to highlight the power of the devil.

I didn't expect the second **** of God, which I was looking for, to appear directly in front of them.

Lightning didn't even pick up the sleeping bag, and pulled the wheat bran and flew up.

As the height continues to rise, the scene behind Wangcheng gradually emerges.

The dense black spots are surging above the plains, like a raging wave. There are countless red lines interspersed between the tides. Together with the black spots, they form a cloth that devours everything. Lightning can not help but swallow, if those are devils, the number is likely to be more than the four kingdoms of humans add up!

This is without a doubt, it is the main force in the enemy's migration!

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