"Nalant, hold on tight!"
As they climbed higher and higher, Little Bone Dragon's voice suddenly reached Nalant's ears.
Without realizing it, they had already reached the highest point of the Sacred Continent.
The scenery below had become incomparably tiny; even the tallest trees could no longer be made out.
All that met the eye was a sweep of green, and beyond that, no other scenery could be seen.
Even the dense white clouds from before had already been pressed beneath Nalant and Little Bone Dragon.
Of course, by the standards of his previous life, this height was still not enough to reach outer space.
Because with a rough estimate, they were at most only about thirty thousand meters from the opposite side now, which was merely equivalent to the range of Earth's stratosphere in his previous life.
Above the stratosphere were the mesosphere and thermosphere, and only after that came outer space.
And the height of outer space was a full three hundred and seventy thousand meters—that was, three hundred and seventy kilometers.
Their current height of a mere thirty kilometers was ten times lower than outer space in his previous life.
Of course, having said that, since this was another world, it naturally could not be fully explained using the physical science of his previous life.
For example, the continents of this world were all flat planes separated as whole pieces. If this were his previous life, the scientists' coffin lids would probably be rattling beyond restraint.
Not long after Little Bone Dragon's body continued upward, Nalant suddenly felt a tremendous resistance coming from in front of him.
Along with that resistance came a scorching sensation from the surface of his skin.
This process lasted for more than twenty seconds.
During that time, Little Bone Dragon's ascent speed clearly