Xiang An headed due north of Shreveport, toward Kansas and Iowa. Over the next few days, Edison would forcibly push his mechanical soldier defensive line up to the area between Topeka and Des Moines.
As for Alexandria, it was very close to Shreveport. It was where Scathach and Jemia had previously been summoned.
Using the Holy Grail, Maeve had summoned a vast number of demonic beasts here. Even Jemia and Scathach had found it difficult to deal with them quickly. Now that Jemia and Artoria had returned to this place, they were determined to wipe out every last demonic beast here.
"That damn place still looks the same. It already felt gloomy when I came here a while back, but now it's even more unpleasant." Though Jemia was running on foot, he was not much slower than Artoria riding Llamrei.
"Are there many kinds of demonic beasts?" Although Artoria Alter had not been summoned in the form of a wielder of the Holy Sword, but had manifested as the Storm King who protected Britain, that did not mean she lacked the memories of her lifetime.
Everything she had seen in the Fairy Realm still remained in her mind.
"Quite a few. There are common ones and uncommon ones. For example, I saw this giant eyeball. I'd never seen anything like that, even when I was alive." Jemia pursed his lips and spoke regretfully.
When it came to demonic beasts, he could truly be called exceptionally well-informed.
The crew of the Elma were legends on the continent of Atlantis. Whether it was their unusually large physiques or their drinking capacity—which made taverns across the continent pale at the mention of them—both were the stuff of legend.
But if one had to name the most famous accomplishment of that ship's crew, it