Chapter 215: Return

The free magic in the atmosphere made Cervantes feel comfortable, as if every breath of air made the power in his body 'increase out of thin air'.

But this is a delusion, a very terrible delusion!

He was in the middle of the Atoso Mountains, but when he arrived, the illusion scared him and stopped him.

There was no danger along the way, because of Long Wei, many beasts did not approach him, but even so, he felt - here, there were almost no ordinary animals.

I don't know when something went wrong, but when he stepped into the Atoso Mountains, he had already found a problem, after entering the Atoso Mountains, he had almost never seen ordinary animals again, and the same was true for plants, their sizes seemed to be enlarged, and all kinds of plants that were very dangerous to ordinary people were like wild grasses and wild flowers on the side of the road, distributed in every corner of the Atoso Mountains.

Elemental areas were everywhere, like the mountain he had just passed by, on which the water elemental converged, and frost and snow fell from the heights, covering the entire mountain, but in the past two peaks, it was a valley with extremely rich earth elements, the gravity in the valley was greater than other places, and the heavy earth elements also gave birth to earth elemental creatures.

The concentration of elements here is far from the limit of the element, but Cervantes can feel that the elements here seem to have begun to be disordered.

The chaotic magic from the astral plane has begun to affect the balance between the elements, and here, it's just the 'Atoso Mountains'!

Even in the Atoso Mountains, the 'Inland Sea' may have undergone drastic changes.

In addition to this, Cervantes made many discoveries, such as the restlessness of the beasts in the Atoso Mountains, especially as they got closer to the inland sea.

They still live as usual, hunting, eating, resting, but an irritable and oppressive atmosphere lingers in the hearts of these beasts.

More than once, the black dragon saw the beasts of the Atoso Mountains trying to get out of the mountains, but they returned here because of the scarce concentration of magic power outside, if it weren't for their inability to adapt to the outside environment, I am afraid they would have already nested in the outside world.

The creatures here are also terrifying, many of them seem to be 'giant', like a few days ago, Cervantes saw an eagle bigger than him, but it was not a 'giant eagle', but an ordinary falcon.

"It's time to go back......"

Cervantes inhaled in ecstasy, the magic enchanting him, but this was not the place he was supposed to be.

If he guessed correctly, the concentration of magic in the outside world would continue to increase, and the beasts of the Atoso Mountains would be able to get out of here smoothly, and at that time, it might be a disaster for the Grim Wind Leader.

We must do our best to develop our military strength before this, otherwise the Sad Wind Territory will not be able to stop the invasion of the Black Forest in the future!

Today was the sixteenth day of his entry into the Atoso Mountains, and he flew all the way to the middle of the Atoso Mountains, unable to continue his progress, and began to return.

Woo –

Just as Cervantes was about to return, there was a muffled noise in the sky, and he looked up to see a huge figure looming in the clouds.

"That's ...... What ......"

The black dragon's eyes widened.

He saw the behemoth rushing out of the clouds, its dark body surrounded by water vapor and starlight, the exhaust fumes from its nostrils on its back scorched the air, the horizontal tail fin swinging to bring a gust of wind, and the joyful chirping of joy resounded through the mountains.

A loud whistle echoed in the wind, and the voice that Cervantes had heard in his maid's memory was now echoing in his head.

“...... Astral Whale!"

A giant beast as large as an island appeared in the sky above Cervantes, and he didn't even know when it appeared.

He turned his head to the north, the 'forbidden place not to be easily treadmilled', the 'place of revelry of evolution and aberration', and, of course, the place where the unclosing, astral passage depended.

'Inland Sea' is what people call it there, and there should have been other names, but with the passage of time, those names have long been buried at the bottom of the river of time, and whoever mentions the word 'Inland Sea' is the first thing that comes to mind.

Originally, the gods set a seal, but after just eight hundred years, the seal has begun to loosen, and the great demon tide that once soaked the world will come again.

If human beings live in the astral plane, it only takes three generations to be able to let their offspring have 'psionic energy', and whales that once lived in the material plane can quickly grow into 'astral whales' after arriving in the astral plane, and the inexplicable evolutionary power fills the entire astral plane, and there are various existences in the space that is bright and dark.

The bodies of the primordial demons and the ancient gods of order floated in it, and in the dead and undead bodies, after the unknown souls disappeared, the autonomous consciousness had been annihilated, and only the cavity in the body was still replaying the remnants of an unknown amount of time.

Demigod lichs travel between planets and worlds, yet to discover where the edge of the seemingly vast multiverse lies.

Unlike the 'Main Plane Paddler', the various creatures that roam the astral plane have far more power than ordinary species, just like the astral whale, the exhaust gas that spews out of its body is enough to burn the skin of an extraordinary person.

Not to mention its size and weight, even if that astral whale didn't know anything but the psionic energy that all astral creatures possessed, just squeezing a creature with its body could kill a creature.

Astral whales are almost the lowest level of the food chain in the astral plane, because they don't know anything or nothing except their huge size and weak psionic energy, but even so, they can easily destroy a territory with their huge body.

The Grim Wind Leader is not among them, but the astral whales have already appeared, will the other astral creatures be far away?

Before the old duke died, he mentioned that there might be astral creatures in the Atoso Mountains, and Cervantes was sure that he was not talking about 'astral whales', otherwise he would not have used the word 'maybe'.

The seal of the Inland Sea is definitely out of control, but the gods don't know about it, but even if they do?

The situation is completely out of control, even the astral whales have already escaped, and maybe other astral behemoths have also discovered that passage.

From the point of view of time, it is too late, even Cervantes, who does not understand anything, understands the meaning of the 'quality triple' at this time.

'It's hopeless, wait for death, farewell!'

The world of Assatom has entered such a state that the Arcane Empire left behind when it left behind has been brewing for more than eight hundred years, and now it is finally about to explode.

The terrifying power is not enough to send the entire world of Assatom to the sky, but it is enough to send all the intelligent races of the world of Assatom to the sky!

There was not much time left, and Cervantes knew that he had to rush back as soon as possible, and told his wife about it, because she would always find a way, like the bottle of cumin powder that suddenly appeared in front of him when he was tired of eating meat.

The black dragon took out his compass to confirm the direction, and then flew in the direction of the Sorrowful Wind Leader.

The temperature here is not too high, even a little lower than that of the outer Black Forest, which is difficult for Cervantes to understand.

The whirring wind blew through the black dragon's head, and the streamlined body broke through the air barrier, and the pressure difference between the upper and lower wings appeared, providing enough lift for Cervantes' large and heavy body.

The black dragon enjoyed the freedom to fly in the wind, but the few people below had to endure the pain of the long journey.

Not only that, but Cervantes is moving away from the sinister circumstances that can make him addicted, and they, on the contrary......

They must endure the magic that can make them addicted and keep going.

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