Half a day later, at the foot of the Holy Mountain, in front of Meng Chao and Canus, a towering wall of mist appeared.

The two looked at each other, strode forward, stirred up the magnetic field of life, and cut through the waves in the wall of mist.

The fog parted to both sides like waves torn apart by battleships, and the surrounding world became clearer and broader.

Soon, it suddenly dawned on them that they were back in Tulanze, where the sky was high and the clouds were vast, and the sky was vast as far as the eye could see!

The two of them slowly floated hundreds of meters into the air.

Breathe the fresh air and overlook the winding banks of the Tulan River, a land that contains endless resources and potential that are in urgent need of exploration and construction.

Imagine how wonderful this land will be in another future.

Looking back, the towering Holy Mountain of Turan has been hidden in the folds of space, and only the tip of the looming iceberg is exposed, like an ordinary hill.

Beyond this "hill", the gaze continues towards the horizon, and the Tusk Mountains standing on the southern edge of Turanze can be vaguely seen.

Looking at it from this distance and angle, the natural barrier that separates Turan Civilization and Dragon City Civilization is like a low threshold.

As long as you are willing, you can cross over with just one step.

This situation made the two of them very excited.

It's like two aspiring painters, faced with a blank picture scroll of astonishing size, they can't wait to write their own legend with a splash of ink.

The Wolf King told Meng Chao that the air visibility in Turanze was excellent because there was no industrial pollution or artificial light sources.

With the two of them in the extraordinary realm of breaking through the pinnacle of their lives, looking north from here, there is a high probability that they can see the splendid Red Gold City.

I don’t know who is in charge of the leaderless Crimson Gold City after so much time has passed and the Lion King, Tiger King and Wolf King have been lost, and what has it become like?

"I hope these idiots haven't caused too much trouble yet!"

The Wolf King narrowed his eyes and looked far into the distance.

But the next second, his eyebrows frowned tightly.

Following his confused and solemn gaze, Meng Chao also saw the Red Gold City on the horizon.

Although the distance was too far, with his super vision, he could only see a vague outline the size of a finger.

But the smoke rising from the Crimson Gold City and lingering in the air for a long time can still be seen clearly.

Canus is the leader of the wolf clan.

Naturally, he is also an expert in making and using beacon smoke.

He told Meng Chao that due to the continuous decline of technological capabilities, the Turan orcs now lack long-distance instant communication methods.

Homing pigeons and wolf smoke have become the most common ways for towns and clans to communicate and coordinate with each other.

Depending on the secret medicine mixed into the burning material, smoke of different colors, shapes, and heights can be released, conveying up to hundreds of messages, not just "emergency, please help."

The one emerging from the Crimson Gold City now, condensed like an iron fist and surrounded by red smoke, is not a distress signal.

Rather, it represents the intention of the army to go out to war, to inform all directions, and to pray to the ancestors for victory.

Not just any cat or dog is qualified to release such a grand smoke.

At least the great chiefs of the five major clans, that is, the former Lion King's "Horn of Destruction", are qualified to light it with their own hands.

Once this smoke is seen, all surrounding towns must actively prepare food and fodder, prepare camps, mobilize labor and servants, and provide all support within their capabilities for the incoming army.

Those who are a little slack will be required to engage in military law!

"Strange, the Lion King, Tiger King and Wolf King are not in the Red Gold City, who is qualified to send such a grand signal to go to war?

"Could it be that the Golden Clan has elected a new chief?

"Logically speaking, we shouldn't. Before we went deep into the Holy Mountain, the liger and tiger tribes just had a fight in the Red Gold City.

"All the masters were either brought into the Holy Mountain by the Lion King and the Tiger King, and their entire army was wiped out, or they were killed or injured in the fire in the Red Gold City. There should be no one with such strength and prestige, who can regain their strength so quickly.

Consolidate the scattered sand in Chijin City!

"Besides, wouldn't it be too hasty to set out to conquer the Land of Holy Light now? The 'Era of Glory' has just begun, and the cannon fodder has not been used up or even started to be consumed. Do you need to mobilize the main force of the Golden Clan so soon?"

The Wolf King murmured to himself, increased his speed, and flew towards Scarlet Gold City.

Meng Chao kept pace with him.

The biggest difference between the divine realm and the heavenly realm is that the latter can only float in mid-air like a hot air balloon. Without the help of jetpacks and hang gliders, it is difficult to soar in the sky on its own power.

The former can fly through the sky at a speed no less than that of an armored airship or even a piston-propeller fighter jet.

If you can find a place to borrow strength and don't waste your spiritual energy, you can break through the speed of sound in an instant!

The two flew for only ten minutes.

A mighty army was captured in the northeast.

Although there are no heavy war machinery such as tanks and armored vehicles.

The iron hooves of tens of thousands of orc warriors struck the earth at the same time, still sending out billowing smoke and dust that covered the sky and the sun, and shot straight into the sky.

The problem is, both Meng Chao and the Wolf King noticed that the marching direction of this army was not to the north, but to... the south!

The two looked at each other.

A vague premonition of uneasiness arose.

At the same time, the two were also discovered by each other.

They are not the only ones soaring in the sky.

Around this large army heading towards the southern front, there were several scouts hovering in the sky.

The broad and sharp wings, the eagle claws that shimmer with cold light, the extremely sharp beaks with barbs, and even the faint arcs of electricity all around them all reveal their identity - the falcon warriors from the Thunder Clan.

Among the five major clans, the falcon warriors may not have the strongest combat effectiveness.

But their eyes are definitely the best.

An ordinary falcon warrior can see and lock onto a mouse flashing across the ground from an altitude of several hundred meters.

Although Meng Chao was used to restraining his aura, he was as ordinary as a college student who had just entered society.

The Wolf King likes to arouse the momentum of the "Doomsday Demonic Wolf" to the extreme. He can't wait to arrange an entire battle group to beat gongs and drums in front to announce his arrival.

The unabashed and shocking momentum, like a volcano erupting in the air, was naturally captured instantly by the falcon scouts.

The falcon scouts let out a melodious scream in the clouds.

Far and near, seven or eight small black dots shimmering with electric light were rushing toward the two of them.

Meng Chao and the Wolf King have even seen the ancestor of the Falcon Scouts, the former air overlord "Broken Wings".

He even got some of the power and experience of "Broken Wings".

Even their totem armor is equipped with the battle brand from "Broken Wings".

Naturally, these falcon scouts will not be taken seriously.

The Wolf King was just surprised: "What's going on? This is the airspace of the Golden Clan. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any falcon warriors at all.

"This kind of violation of airspace is a very serious provocation. Although the wolves, tigers and leopards of the Golden Clan are not good at air combat, they select hundreds of powerful warriors to shoot thousands of sharp-edged gravels.

Once in mid-air, the shot will make these hawks and warriors run away with their heads covered, with nowhere to escape, but it is still possible.

"If that doesn't work, we can also attack the Thunder Clan's nest from the ground - these birdmen can fly, but they can't move their nests, right?

"After all, the Thunder Clan is only good at reconnaissance, communications and raids. In a comprehensive confrontation on the ground, it is definitely no match for the Golden Clan.

"There is only one situation in which the falcon warriors can act rationally and soar freely in the airspace of the Golden Clan.

"That is……

"The five major clans have selected the war chief through the five clan competition. All Turan warriors, regardless of the Golden Clan or the Thunder Clan, must obey and can only obey the orders of the war chief!"

The Wolf King's face instantly became extremely gloomy.

Obviously, even the Lion King's "Horn of Destruction" and the Tiger King's "Blade of Fury", which are most qualified to become war chiefs, he did not take seriously.

Having received the inheritance from the Holy Mountain and evolved into the "Doomsday Demonic Wolf", he will naturally not sit back and let those fools worse than the "Destruction Horn" and "Blade of Fury" destroy Turanze's future.

"very good."

The Wolf King laughed angrily and murmured to himself, "I want to see which ape that stole the heart of the brown bear and the gallbladder of the cheetah dared to jump out and claim the throne when there were no tigers in the mountains!

"

The Wolf King ignored the falcon scouts approaching at high speed.

He dived straight towards the murderous army composed of tens of thousands of jackals, tigers and leopards on the ground.

Meng Chao was equally curious.

After all, Turanze is closely related to the future of Dragon City.

It took a lot of effort to reach a verbal package agreement with the Wolf King.

He didn't think that, except for the Wolf King, who had been in contact with earth civilization for a long time in the "Doomsday Nightmare".

Is there any war chief who can tolerate the Longcheng people digging up the "land given to the Turan people by the ancestral spirits" in a mess, and using those rumbling mining machines and whining locomotives to "disrupt the eternal sleep of the ancestral spirits"?
To be continued...