Pitch-black.
Fang Zheng sat idly aboard the Vimana, yawning as he looked down at the forest below. According to the intelligence Azure Rose had obtained, the Witch Cult had recently been sighted in this area, though their exact location was unknown. Azure Rose had chosen to gather information in the nearby towns and villages, while Fang Zheng was responsible for patrolling the border forest. If anything happened, he was to send a signal immediately.
But for now, nothing had happened.
Fang Zheng could not be bothered to wander through the forest, so he summoned the Vimana from the Gate of Babylon and circled overhead. If he truly encountered Cultists, he would sense them in advance anyway. At present, however, the forest was peaceful and tranquil, with no sign of anything unusual.
If Fang Zheng had been in a hurry, he might have tried using a Divination Spell to solve the problem. But he was not in a hurry. Lina Inverse's side had not made any progress either, so what was the point of him rushing?
So Fang Zheng treated this as a way to pass the time.
"Hmm?"
At that moment, Fang Zheng suddenly spotted a tiny red glow near the distant edge of the forest. It was little more than a speck, almost impossible to see, but the instant he noticed the firelight, an inexplicable warning rose from deep within him.
Staring at that tiny red dot, Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly. Then he lightly tapped the throne of the Vimana with his fingers. In the next instant, the golden aircraft accelerated sharply and shot forward at a speed even fifth-generation fighter jets could not match.
In less than a minute, Fang Zheng arrived where the red glow had appeared.
It was a village.
Or rather, it had