In the Gang Wind Layer at an altitude of 1,200 meters, the Netherflame Warship flew towards City No. 109, fifty li away.
Inside the warship's cabin, three members of the Shapa Clan were gathered, each wrapped in black robes with specially-made face armor covering even their faces. They sat on three chairs, intently staring at a map.
"We're almost there. Just one more city destroyed and our three brothers will see our military exploits surge. After we return this time, we can purchase a set of Fifth-Order Silver Feather Armor," one of the Sha Clan members said, grinning.
"Big brother Patti, with your strength, and once you put on the Silver Feather Armor, you will be able to wield the power of Seventh Grade Perfection. Our pace of earning military exploits will be even faster then."
As they spoke, the two Sha Clan members looked toward their big brother.
