Published: February 10, 2025
《There Will Be Another Chapter Soon, Adding for the VIP Brothers~~》
Near the mountain peak where the Cloud Apex Falling Alliance is located, an air force is hovering in the sky.
Yes, an air force!
This squad of over six hundred airmen is riding on uniformly purple, twin-headed long-feathered spirit vultures. Each person wears the same style of Armor of Radiance, holding a long dragon spear in their hands.
Leading them is a young man, no more than twenty-five or twenty-six years old. At this moment, he is squinting, looking at the mountain peaks below, and suddenly stops at a spot.
"Descend!"
With a point of his dragon spear, most riders begin to descend, while a few dozen knights spread out over a range of several miles for vigilance.
The entire army is extremely disciplined, as different from the posthumous child as heaven from earth.
After landing on the ground, several dozen riders disperse again to maintain ground vigilance, and everything is orderly.
The young man looks around, walks to a place where the snow is falling gently from the sky, and a serene silence pervades. He takes a slight breath, walks a few more steps, and the dragon spear in his hand suddenly points downward, a stream of air shoots straight out from the spear tip, blowing away the snow.
Beneath, traces of frozen blood are revealed.
A nearby person squats down, draws a short knife to poke around, even puts a bit of ice-blood in his mouth to taste, closes his eyes to think for a moment, then stands up and says to the young man: "Lord Xicun, it should be a Sky Hunting Bird, around level seven, killed less than half a day ago."
"Sky Hunting Bird?" The young lord Xicun's gaze sharpens, full of authority.
"Yes, besides the Vashi Stone Forest on the plains, there are also three such birds in the Posthumous Child King City, two of which are level seven."
As a subordinate, he only needs to state the information he knows, the specifics are for the lord to judge.
The young lord Xicun nods, waves his hand, and his subordinates immediately spread out to search various places.
The wind and snow continue without being fierce, and the Armor of Radiance on these air riders glows as if breathing. Then, the snowflakes landing on them melt, and the traces of water evaporate immediately, leaving no trace.
Clues are continually discovered, and fragmented information begins to accumulate at Xicun. Soon, the searchers return, one of whom, a female knight, steps forward, salutes Xicun, and then reports: "There seemed to be a battle here half a day ago. Although no bodies are found, from the traces, the battle involved at least a thousand people and did not last long."
"Not long?"
Xicun interrupts his lieutenant.
"Yes, based on the degree of blood freezing, the battle should have ended within a thousand breaths."
Lord Xicun's handsome face shows a fluctuation for the first time.
A level seven monster was killed, and the battle ended within a thousand breaths?
"Additionally, though the bodies were cleared, some fragments remained. They..."
Lord Xicun's eyebrows furrow, slightly dissatisfied with his lieutenant's hesitation, which was never seen before over official matters.
"The fragments are peculiar, with neat cuts, but the meat is irregular, and there are traces similar to being burnt but differing from typical scorch marks."
"Sorry, Lord, I can't guess what weapon or combat skill caused it."
The female lieutenant lowers her head, looking very remorseful.
Xicun nods, silent for a while, "Haven't found the entrance?"
The deputies look at each other, reading the bitter smiles in each other's eyes.
They know the posthumous child well, nearly everything about them, but finding the entrance to their camp inside the mountains is always painstaking.
It's not their fault, really. The posthumous children, as their name suggests, are descendants living inside the mountains. Their skill in concealing camp entrances is phenomenal; otherwise, how could they keep out even fierce monsters? The mountains are almost the last barrier for the posthumous child; though backward, they have reached the pinnacle in some aspects due to the harsh environment.