Migration Team

"Lord Linsey, where are we now...?"

"Don't panic. Let me get my bearings... Damn spatial teleportation."

In the vast Dust Road World, Arona and Linsey arrived on a brand-new floating island.

They were discussing the journey ahead.

After bidding Clear Sky farewell, the road ahead had obviously become fraught with danger once more.

Yet the first obstacle to block their path

was not the enemies in the Dust Road World trying to seize the World Core, but once again these damned chaotic spatial laws.

The space at the center of the battlefield where the fighting had erupted was stable.

But the World Center people now wished to reach was not like that. Chaotic space appeared frequently, constantly interfering with their progress.

Linsey and Arona set out once again.

Barely more than a day had passed. Before dawn on the second day, having left the bounds of the spatially stable zone, they were once again flung to an unknown place by the teleportation mechanism.

"..."

"At least we can fly now, so everything is much more convenient, right?"

"But when it randomly teleports us somewhere we've never been before like this, what good is flying?"

Linsey glanced at the newly acquired Freedom Mark.

In the end, with no other choice, he could only resort to the old method.

Using the position of the time sun and the areas illuminated on the Strategic Map, he recalculated their current location.

"The sun rises in the east and sets in the west. It's sunrise now, so this side to the left is east. As for our exact location, based on the map we uncovered earlier... Hmm, that's right. We just need to keep going left."

Linsey analyzed the map as he stepped forward.

Arona hurriedly followed behind him and cautiously asked:

"Lord Linsey, shouldn't