"...Didn't we just kill like a million of them already?"
"Just… how many fucking monsters are planning to come out?"
Even 10 miles away into the horizon, the colossal golden tree could still be seen standing from the distance, unwavering—no, unrelenting. Even from far away, one could see the monsters flying around it and seemingly trying to make it their nest.
The Nihon once again created a temporary base that was even closer to the Colossal Golden tree, courtesy of those who were able to manipulate rock and earth — they were high up from the ground so that they would be able to see and spot any changes. If anything, it looked like a fortress since there were a lot of lookouts, where most of the Nobles were idling and standing by while talking to each other.
"Those are… Blood Wyverns?"
"Hundreds of them."
"A hundred flying threat level 6, just great. Are they sure they don't want to just bomb this place already?"
