So, Allen just pressed his doubts in his heart, quickly followed Renard and others who were leading him because he was thinking, and continued to discuss today's affairs in a hurry.

...

Time passes slowly, and the originally warm golden sunlight has become dark and red, with a sense of old age.

The sunset has disappeared above the horizon, pouring out the few afterglows.

At the same time, a cold crescent moon slowly rose from the sky, taking over the falling sunset and bringing light to the world again.

The night gradually became deeper and the world became quieter.

The quiet cold wind blows from the farther north, adding a bit of vitality to this quiet night.

A distant place outside Gria City, the area where the magic warships of the Dwarf Empire were parked.

The silver moon hangs high, and the moonlight spreads on the ground like a gauze. The warm moonlight flows like flowing water, carrying a hazy and dreamy beauty that is not like the world.

The tall trees are connected together, dyeing the earth another color.

The trees outside the city of Gria are naturally extremely tall, but in such a season, in today's climate, the ancient trees in the forest are not as dense as usual, but on the contrary, with some sparse scattered.

What's more, it is like a dead tree, with a certain aging meaning.

These trees that have been rooted in the extreme north for a long time have grown wildly in the past, with thick branches extending wildly, and lying on the dragon, as sharp and vigorous as swords.

However, in this situation, it is even more terrifying and gloomy.

The ancient trees are like demons who have been sleeping for a long time, grinding their teeth and sucking blood in the silent darkness, waiting for the murder to be numb.

The sparse leaves swaying on the branches did not dilute such a strange and terrifying atmosphere. On the contrary, it added a bit of weirdness to this uneasy night.

Click!

It is almost impossible to detect and cannot be heard by humans suddenly resounds, passing along various media to all directions, but it is not eye-catching.

But, what is terrifying is that there was no strange thing happening where the sound came.

The breeze is still there, the moonlight is cold, as if everything is normal.

In the dark night, a group of men in black dressed themselves, concealed by the hidden magic tools, headed towards the magic warship that looked like a mountain.

Nothing was seen in the concealed face, only the eyes revealed from the mask could see their greed.
Chapter completed!