World of Disorder, on the night of November 30th, 909 of the Royal Calendar, in the Demon Realm.
A dim Psionic Energy beam flashed, and several skeletons disappeared at the edge of the camp before the military police arrived to take attendance.
The scene before me was first blurry, then became kaleidoscope-like and complex, and finally became clear again after a shattering sound.
The transfer was successful!
As the light faded, several skeletons appeared in the unfamiliar air.
In the distance, yellow sand swirled, and bones littered the ground. The wind howled in my ears, and the faint outlines of buildings could be seen behind the ruins buried in dust.
Dilapidated and desolate, with only the relentless winds and yellow sand.
Yes, that's the taste!
It was already evening, and perhaps due to its location, the brightness here was slightly higher than in the Demon Realm, but it was still almost pitch black.
Meanwhile, the top floor of a tall building in the distance was still bathed in the last rays of the setting sun.
Without a doubt, this area belongs to the Skeleton Alliance.
But what exactly is this place?
To be honest, the skeletons' knowledge was quite limited. Although they had been in the Alliance for decades, they had never been to any good places.
Besides, even assuming the worst, how many "good places" does the Skeleton Alliance, this land of bones and yellow sand, actually have?
That being said, objectively speaking, almost every place is better than where they are now.
Because these skeletons, using the teleportation device for the first time, made a mistake that beginners are very prone to making --
Altitude positioning error.
Just as Willow's first teleportation resulted in her falling headfirst into Sea of Flowers, these skeletons naturally appeared high in the sky within the territory of the Skeleton Alliance.
After a brief descent, the group passed through the clouds and soon discovered a much bigger problem—
Below them was not the desert they had expected, but the sea.
That's right, their teleportation positioning wasn't just a problem with altitude.
Clearly, they had been teleported to the Floating Corpse Sea, some distance from the port city of Sand Capital.
As the name suggests, the Floating Corpse Sea is filled with corpses swollen like giants, as numerous as driftwood. No living creature can survive there for long, except for the legion members of Councilor [ Whale Tail ].
Unfortunately, these skeletons are not from the [ Whale Tail ] Legion.
And so, amidst a series of piercing, almost ear-piercing howls, these skeletons began to fall freely, baring their teeth and claws.
Far behind them, a streak of light flashed by, revealing an old acquaintance in every sense of the word—Member [ Nether Crossing ], or rather, Sailesi.
Although Sailesi was a skeleton at this moment, a closer look would still reveal his exhaustion.
Although flight is one of the abilities that is automatically unlocked after advancing to High Tier, Sailesi has never flown this far or for this long before.
Even with the six wings on his back sponsored by [ Divine Wings ], the Psionic Energy to power the " Holy Remains " after [ Divine Wings ]'s self-destruction had to be drawn from his own body.
Sailesi had to maintain the activation of the Holy Remains's " Divine Wings," ensure the " Giant Arms " protected the " Whale Tail ( Snake Tail )," and maintain the " Dream of Rebirth's " control over Hall...
With these three layers combined, Sailesi is like a swimming pool with multiple outlets but no inlets; even in a primary school textbook, it would just be a roadside pool.
However, fate seemed to have other plans. Just as Sailesi and Sand Capital were separated by clouds, he suddenly sensed something rapidly approaching him in the sky ahead.
Could it be an enemy attack?
No, that's impossible.
Sailesi immediately dismissed the idea—
He flew at top speed for several hours straight, and no one had attacked him before, so it was even less likely now that he was about to reach the Sand Capital!
Moreover, he also sensed the four faint fluctuations, confirming that the owners of those Psionic Energy were not strong and could not fly at all; they were simply falling freely in the wind.
Sailesi glanced at them from a distance and saw that they were several Low Tier- ranking skeletons howling, which puzzled him greatly.
But now that we're at the gates of Sand Capital, if we stand by and do nothing, the [ Crown ] who knows about this will inevitably harbor resentment towards us, an outsider.
After a brief moment of thought, Sailesi looked at his two still-empty Giant Arms and one leg...
"Fine, whatever."
He muttered something under his breath, then abruptly changed direction and charged towards the skeletal figures.
You lot!
Sailesi shouted with his Psionic Energy, and the free-falling skeletons immediately looked over.
"If you want to live, grab me!"
With that, Sailesi grabbed Hall and " Snake Tail " in front of him, stretched out his other two arms and one leg, and walked through the path of the skeletons.
The skeleton had barely realized he was in danger before his heart was filled with terror and despair.
Sailesi's rescue was a timely help, which immediately lifted their spirits.
After a brilliant arc as it scooped up the moon from the sea, Sailesi found five surviving skeletons hanging from his hands and one leg.
One of them, seeing Sailesi's four arms, was the first to realize what was happening:
"[ Nether Crossing ], you are Councilor [ Nether Crossing ]!"
"Yes, it's me."
Sailesi said coldly:
"Since you know that, then shut up for now. I need to head to the Sand Capital immediately."
As for you...
He glanced at the skeleton, not understanding why a Low Tier skeleton would appear high in the sky.
The whole thing is just baffling.
"As for you, I don't care where you're from; you'll be dealt with once you land."
Sailesi spoke calmly, continuing to adjust his angle as he flew towards the Sand Capital.
Unexpectedly, one of the skeletons beneath him suddenly said:
"[Lord Nether Crossing ], we are also soldiers who have accompanied you to the Demon Realm!"
Sailesi's body suddenly stiffened, and he looked at the group in disbelief, only to see the five skeleton soldiers nodding in unison.
Years of experience in governing and handling affairs made Sailesi realize that there must be something fishy going on.
But everything has its priorities, and he wasn't foolish enough to waste his precious time listening to five random skeletons complain.
At this moment, there was only one thing he needed to do: hand over the " Divine Wings " and the " Snake Tail " to the [ Crown ].
Only in this way can he truly complete his mission and clear himself of the blame!
Indeed, Sailesi believed he bore absolutely no responsibility for the entire battle.
What is his mission?
Leading elite troops deep into the Demon Realm, they seek to locate the two vampire grand dukes and attempt to kill one of them to Seizure Authority.