Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

"Aaaaaah—!!!"

Shia's screams were torn apart by the violent airflow.

This acceleration was far more intense and violent than any before.

The whole world seemed to recede, stretch, and distort wildly in our vision.

The airship raced wildly through the thick fog above the Howling Corridor.

The grayish-white mist was forcibly plowed open, creating a straight vacuum channel.

The scenery on both sides.

Withered giant trees, jagged rock skeletons, and wandering demonic phantoms.

They all turned into blurry blocks of color, disappearing in a flash.

Behind them, the furious howl of the crimson thorn demon had just echoed.

"roar--!!"

The sound was sharp and piercing, mixed with violent vibrations at the level of the soul.

But the howl lasted only a moment.

next second.

It was left far behind, and quickly weakened and dissipated.

It was as if there was a thick curtain of water behind it, making it blurry and unreal.

Just a few seconds.

The oppressive feeling around me suddenly eased.

The crimson killing intent that clung to him like a bone-deep sore vanished.

Lin Gui gritted his teeth and pulled the lever that limited the speed of the airship.

Press down as hard as you can!

The wind pressure cannon at the stern of the airship suddenly went out.

Twelve wings distributed on both sides of the hull, simultaneously launching from a tilted "sprint" angle,

It quickly adjusts to fully horizontal deployment, like the outstretched wings of a giant bird.

"laugh--!!"

The intense sound of air friction suddenly became sharp and piercing.

The speed of the airship, which was originally as fast as a shooting star, began to decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, the deceleration process is not smooth and gentle.

The immense inertia caused the boat to shake and rock violently.

Shea and Eve were slammed into their seats by the inertia, barely able to breathe.

The gray-white mist ahead was forcefully pushed aside and disturbed by the flying boat.

It left long, tumbling tracks on both sides of the boat.

Lin Gui frantically counted down in his mind.

69...68...66...

The numbers jumped around in a tense atmosphere.

He simply raised his voice and roared hoarsely:

"55...54...53!"

The speed of the airship is indeed decreasing.

But that reckless burst of acceleration just now was far too intense.

The speed once soared to a point of near-out-of-control.

Even though the wind pressure cannon had been off for more than thirty seconds at this moment.

The airship maintained a heart-pounding speed.

The deceleration process was so slow it was almost despairing.

This astonishing speed and energy disturbance is like throwing a boulder into a stagnant pool.

Ripples began to spread into the distance.

More than ten kilometers away, in the territories of several other epic demons.

Those terrifying beings that have long lain dormant and rarely move significantly have all, without prior arrangement, begun to...

The perception was directed in this direction.

In the East, deep within that frozen land of the soul, perpetually covered with thick ice crystals.

A pale, skeletal mountain range trembled slightly.

Within the countless hollow eye sockets on the mountain's surface, a cold, eerie blue flame simultaneously ignited.

A chilling, piercing ripple of emotion spread like a tide.

The West, a realm churning with dark mire and resentment.

In the center of the swamp, a giant face slowly rose up, composed of pieces of rotting faces.

It "opened" its empty mouth, emitting silent, greedy swallowing ripples.

A viscous malice then spread.

Further away, several blurry and enormous silhouettes appeared and disappeared in the thick fog.

Or it could be the unfolding of illusory wings that obscure one's vision.

Or it could extend a twisted limb as large as a mountain.

A series of soul ripples, each different in nature, yet all equally terrifying.

Like an invisible tentacle, it penetrates the barriers of space.

They intertwined, enveloped, and explored the trajectory of the speeding airship.

Lin Gui's countdown was shattered in the gale.

"42...41...40!"

He could feel the cold, distant gazes.

Like physical shackles, layer upon layer were placed on his back.

Worse still, these disturbed epic beings exist...

They seem unsatisfied with merely "watching".

The skeletal mountains in the ice crystal realm began to slowly "rise".

The sound of countless ice shards shattering could be faintly heard from more than ten kilometers away.

A giant face in the swamp, dragging its viscous body, "flows" in this direction.

The massive outlines in other directions also began to move.

They don't move very fast.

But each step caused a dull tremor in the earth and a violent fluctuation in the soul.

The thick fog that filled the entire wailing corridor began to surge and change color erratically.

The deathly silence was broken, and a grander, more chaotic "disturbances" were brewing.

"20...19...!"

The speed of the airship finally dropped to a controllable range.

The twelve wings were fully extended, vibrating violently to provide maximum drag.

Lin Gui's hands were as steady as a rock as he precisely adjusted the direction.

His eyes were fixed on the front, where the undulating "membrane" was getting closer and closer.

Speed, angle, distance... everything was within his frantic calculations.

Countdown, nearing the end.

"10...9...!"

The blank area of ​​Avalon is very close.

Lin Gui's left hand rested on the start button of the wind pressure cannon once again.

My heart was pounding like a drum.

If what lies ahead isn't Avalon...

If behind that thin membrane lies a sheer cliff, a lair, the mouth of another demon...

He will not hesitate to start the wind pressure cannon.

They fled for their lives along the second evacuation route that had been planned in advance.

"5...4...!"

Anxiety, like cold vines, tightened around Lin Gui's heart.

He is afraid.

I'm afraid of traversing forests, ravines, the seabed, and sheer cliffs along the way...

Fear of Shea's expectations, Eve's prophecy, and one's own judgment...

In the end, it was all for nothing.

"3...2...1!"

The countdown resets to zero.

The bow of the airship touched that invisible, undulating membrane.

In that very instant.

A calm, still voice, yet seemingly resounding deep within the soul.

The words rang in Lin Gui's mind right on time:

[A long-term commission to "escort Shia to Avalon"...]

[Conditions met, judgment complete.]

My heart, which had been hanging in suspense, suddenly dropped to a sigh of relief.

The airship trembled slightly and passed through the thin membrane.

It felt as if I had passed through a curtain of icy water.

The scene before my eyes suddenly changed.

The thick, eerily colored gray fog vanished instantly.

The whispers and shrieks that suppressed the soul vanished without a trace.

Below, there are no longer jagged rock skeletons and wandering ghosts.

Instead, it is a...

A city-state dotted with lights.

It sits quietly in a basin bathed in soft light.

In the center of the basin, a massive black pillar stands tall, forming a veil that isolates the city-state from the outside world.

Like a giant umbrella, it keeps all dangers out.

And beneath the curtain.

The city walls are low, and the houses are scattered.

There was no overwhelming killing intent, no terrifying pressure.

There was only a place that seemed completely isolated from the world...

peaceful.