Chapter 275
Dusk was settling over the horizon, the summer twilight melting into the vast sea of trees below. While flying, Balzac suddenly heard Adeshan’s voice echo in his mind.
[This is Field Commander No. 4. Balzac, please report the situation.]
[Nothing has changed. Still heading west.]
Balzac, who was flying in the form of a giant bat with a wingspan of four meters, responded through telepathy. With nothing unusual happening, there was not much to report.
[Understood. If there are any changes, report immediately.]
[Will do.]
With that, the telepathic conversation ended. Balzac grumbled to himself as he gazed down at the endless sea of trees beneath him.
“Goddamn it, how much farther do we have to go?”
The endless expanse of trees stretched on with no end in sight. The surface of the forest, composed of branches and leaves, rippled like a vast green ocean whenever the wind blew. This was the Paradise Forest, known as the largest forest on the continent.