467. OUTSKIRTS

Noah's gaze was blank and his eyes were completely focused on the passing terrain below his carriage.

His icy-blue eyes could fall on other flying beasts. They were spread out in a triangular formation. While his carriage was in the middle. There was one behind them which belonged to the caretakers. And one in front of them, which belonged to individuals like Sir Dere and the other commanders.

However, at the forefront of the entire group was the purple beast. Huge in size and of a terrifying aura.

Its mere size was capable of swallowing most of the beasts around it, as its wings span alone could make buildings look small.

Rewinding about half an hour back; when the group had arrived at the clearing, they had needed to wait a bit to allow the commander speak to the cultivator.