Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Lin Gui maneuvered the flying boat, speeding through the sky at breakneck speed.

The earth below is being changed.

He set off from Shield City one day ago.

They quickly caught up with the tide of demons that had fled the city-states and were gathering in the borderlands.

That's a concept that can't be described by "tide".

That was a black ocean.

The demons surging from the direction of Shield City intertwined with the torrents converging from other places.

It created a force powerful enough to alter the terrain.

Lin Gui's flying boat traveled over this ocean.

Like a small, flat boat, it could be capsized at any moment.

Below, a tide of countless powerful demons trampled the grass and trees, and flattened the mountains and rivers.

Those forests that had existed for thousands of years were reduced to dust under the trampling of demons.

Those towering hills were smashed to pieces by the demon's body and leveled to the ground.

The roar was deafening, completely drowning out even the sound of the airship cutting through the air.

The route Lin Gui chose was not to pass through the silent seabed.

Instead, they took the conventional route.

From Shield City, bypass Black Reef Bay and enter the Frontier through Giant's Canyon.

This is also the route that Barna took from the capital city of Carter.

He is very fast.

But his magic was ultimately limited.

No pastor provided him with a constant source of energy.

He was unable to accelerate almost continuously as he used to.

He had to stop and rest whenever his magic power was reduced by half.

This leads to...

He and the tide of demons arrived one after the other.

The border between the Blackwater Corridor and the frontier.

Canyon of the Giants.

Lin Gui arrived at the canyon first.

To prevent being trampled to death by demons.

He deliberately parked the airship on the peaks on either side of Giant's Canyon.

They were racing against time to restore the magic.

Soon after, the Demon Tide also entered this canyon born from the Black Tide.

The mountain peaks on both sides collapsed under the demons' onslaught, and boulders rolled down, only to be trampled into pieces by even more demons.

The canyon floor was ripped open by countless sharp claws, revealing deep, crisscrossing ravines.

Lin Gui stood atop a mountain peak, watching the black torrent surge past below.

Watching the canyon turn into ruins before my eyes.

A sense of urgency, like a thorn, pierced his heart.

Once the summoning of the demigod demon ceases.

He couldn't imagine how terrifying these demons would be when they went berserk.

Lin Gui did not linger.

He maneuvered the airship, continuing to accelerate.

The number of demons is increasing.

With each step forward, new torrents converge from all directions.

Demons from even more distant places continued to join this black tide.

Then it ran towards the withered rift valley.

This trend eventually parted ways in front of the mountains nestled around the capital of Carter.

Carter's capital was not the destination of these demons.

Their destination was the Withered Rift.

Seeing this, Lin Gui breathed a slight sigh of relief.

When Lin Gui arrived at Twilight Fortress.

It had been three days since he left Shield City.

He looked down from the airship and saw what the fortress looked like now.

All that remained were rubble and broken stones.

The mountainside next to it was stripped bare, resembling a skeleton gnawed by a giant beast.

Lin Gui was in a heavy mood.

He flew past at breakneck speed in a flying boat.

One by one, the fortresses that were originally marked on the map were trampled to the ground by the demons.

Some were reduced to ruins, while others had their foundations dug out, leaving only a deep pit.

While feeling heavy-hearted, countless questions also welled up in his mind.

How did the Carter Kingdom survive such a natural disaster?

Not a single epic, just those two legends?

Carter's capital city served as a transportation hub, boasting a vast urban area and a thriving economy.

But in terms of military strength, they are really nothing to brag about.

Not to mention Shield City, it could even destroy the magic academy of the Thousand Towers City.

How could such a city-state survive the demon riot?

Lin Gui couldn't understand.

He sat in the flying boat, crossing several flattened fortresses.

Finally, he arrived at the last fortress where he would meet the North Wind Caravan.

Here, no trace of the once massive fortress can be seen.

The traces of Freya's legendary magic have long since disappeared.

Only some bricks and stones deeply embedded in the earth remain as proof of the fortress's former existence.

To speed things up, after leaving Giant's Canyon, Lin Gui broke through half of the magic power limit he had set for himself.

Therefore, he quickly shook off the demons that were rushing toward the withered rift.

However, at the same time, magic power is also being consumed rapidly.

When we arrived here, less than one-seventh remained.

Lin Gui decided to rest here for the time being.

The mountain still stands, a natural barrier that prevents the large-scale migration of demons.

Apart from the occasional dark mass of demons sweeping across the sky, there were virtually no other demons in sight.

It's a great place to rest and recuperate.

Lin Gui piloted the flying boat, slowly landing in a corner of the ruins.

He stowed the flying boat, found a secluded spot among the ruins, and sat down with his back against a remaining boulder.

Close your eyes, pour in the magic potion, and then begin to calm down and recover.

The ground was shaking slightly.

That was the commotion caused by the migration of demons from a very distant place, coming from beneath our feet, wave after wave, like a distant earthquake.

Lin Gui closed his eyes, immersed in meditation, his magic power slowly recovering.

then,

Amidst the shaking, some unusual sounds were mixed in.

It was the sound of horses' hooves.

It's very light.

It's very far.

But it was definitely the sound of horses' hooves.

The sound of horses' hooves?

Lin Gui's pupils suddenly contracted.

How could there be a horse coming over in the current situation?

Without any hesitation, he flipped over and rolled towards the exposed gap in the mountainside.

Its movements were as light as a cat's, without making a sound.

Leaning against the cold rock, he held his breath.

The Demon Eye activated, piercing through the darkness and looking in the direction from which the sound came.

At the same time, the Eye of the Netherworld also appeared in its eye socket, ready to judge the strength of the newcomer through its soul state.

This used to be Shea's job.

Now, he is all alone.

However, before he could see anything clearly...

In his mind, Shadow Blade Lin's voice suddenly rang out.

"Use your magic now!"

She paused.

"The other party is a legend."

Shadow Blade Lin's tone was somewhat strange.

The demons have rebelled; all will perish.

But near the center of the Kuroshio Current, the sound of horses' hooves could be heard.

Where did the living people come from?

Hearing Shadow Blade Lin's reminder, Lin Gui did not hesitate.

The power of the Night Veil instantly enveloped his entire body.

His figure disappeared from the spot.

Lin Gui silently looked in the direction from which the sound came.

Soon, figures appeared in the field of vision.

It wasn't just one or two.

It's not a team, but an entire group.

From the direction of the capital of Carter, the figures of the Knights appeared one after another.

They were fully armed, their armor gleaming with a cold metallic sheen in the dim light.

The warhorse beneath him moved swiftly, as if fleeing for its life.

Not just knights.

Behind them followed a line of lavish horse-drawn carriages.

The carriages were exquisitely decorated, with intricate emblems engraved on the carriages and wheels wrapped in fine steel, clearly indicating their high value.

Some carriages had their curtains half-drawn, and you could vaguely see the figures of people sitting inside.

Dressed in luxurious attire, they resembled members of a noble family.

Further behind were rows of transport vehicles.

Pack horses pulled the cargo, which was fully loaded with supplies.

There was grain, chests, and rolled-up tents.

There were also some goods covered by canvas, but I didn't know what they were.

The leader rode a pure white warhorse and wore a silver-gray cloak.

He was a middle-aged man with a resolute face and neatly trimmed beard and hair.

He wasn't wearing a helmet, revealing a head of short, gray hair.

The armor had no superfluous decorations except for a winged lion engraved on the chest.

He was on horseback, shouting anxiously, "Hurry up!"

Lin Gui recognized him.

That was the Guardian Knight of the Carter Kingdom.

Duke of Lister.