The moon was as dark as ink!
The cold moonlight shone down, illuminating the scene North of the Holy tower on the West Coast.
In the North, it was no longer near the sea. It was surrounded by land. It was a large Highland area with a lot of resources, but the environment was not good.
Situ and Sancher were walking on the ground at the moment, surrounded by thick fog. Due to the altitude, they did not dare to fly too high.
"We'll be there soon!" Situ looked at the mist around him and let out a deep breath.
"You don't need to say that." Sancher, who was standing beside him, glanced at him and said, " compared to this, we should be more worried about Herman. He might be stronger than we thought!
"Indeed, but even though the Lord is asleep, we still have Lord Klay. As long as he agrees to our request, there won't be a big problem." Situ pursed his lips and said.