627. LINGUA FRANCA

A silver streak blazed across the skies cutting the winds as it traveled at horrendous speeds. Noah was of course this streak and he was on his way to the first settlement he encountered.

The regions were silent but breathtaking. He had stumbled upon a relatively small forest that featured trees whose leaves glowed an azure shade, lighting up that area in one spectacular light show.

That would not be the only beautiful detail, however. Rivers that shone with vibrant green shades and hills that had blue veins pulsing at their base and top.

The flora of those regions spoke of the high mana density. Cusk could not come close to that level of beauty. And this was the world being effortlessly breathtaking!

The various shades coming from the world below more than made up for the starless and moonless night sky.

It didn't take too long for his eyes to fall on the light of a settlement. A city.