"Yes!"
Oron nodded and issued the command.
The Flying Eagle Beast turned slightly in mid-air, and everyone immediately rushed toward the northeast.
Witnessing this scene, the Snake-man hidden within the Green Field Swamp halted their actions, quickly employing methods to send messages and leave.
The intertwining shadows of stealth faded away, Chen Feng withdrew his Perception and looked at Oron.
Everyone nodded, and once they had rushed out of the Green Field Swamp, they quickly turned again, charging toward the northwest.
A fierce wind swept by, Chen Feng dressed in the thinnest of hemp robes, starkly different from the armored attire of the others.
Everyone was unusually silent, the atmosphere unnaturally solemn.
The terrain below subtly changed, with hills and barren land, and sporadic streams visible from time to time.
....
Bam!!
Inside a green meadow.
