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"So that's it!" Sophia looked calm.

Seeing that Sophia was not shocked at all, Ethan smiled: "You don't seem to be curious at all?"

"Not curious!" Sophia shrugged: "Since the moment I knew you were the Great Sword Saint, I felt that anything could happen to you.

For so many years, you have given me a strong sense of separation, sometimes smart, sometimes stupid, sometimes cold-blooded, and sometimes full of sympathy.

I didn't understand why it was like this before, but now I finally understand.

However, none of this matters. Now there is only one thing that matters. I don't care whether you have a mission or not. You are now the father of several children, and they still need you to raise them, so you can't die!"

"I don't want to die either, but if that monster is really resurrected, it seems that I have no choice. No matter how big the world is, there is no place for us!

How I wish I could give me a little more time, when the children have grown up, then whether I go to fight or do something else, I won't have too many worries!

It's a pity that there seems to be no time!

Nolan only I was given five days to think about it. Even if the monster doesn't wake up for the time being, the orcs will destroy everything we have! They may even kill you and the children."

"Don't pay attention to Nolan or the orcs. Just come in. It's the business of all mankind. You don't have to take responsibility." Sophia said, "If there is something you must take responsibility for, it's the monster, because only you can deal with it.

In this case, we just need to keep an eye on it.

I suggest that we should at least confirm whether the rage Nolan said is true or false. Although the orcs did migrate to the border, it doesn't mean that it will wake up. We always have to confirm it ourselves.

If it is true, we will find a way to solve it? "

Ethan grinned: "I think so too, but the key is how to do it?"

"We do this..."

...

When the sky just turned white, Ethan and Sophia came to the roof of the manor. This is the eagle house. Ethan raised more than fifty extraordinary eagles and dozens of ordinary eagles here.

As soon as the two walked to a super eagle, Volibear showed up.

He took a look at the super eagle and asked, "Master! Is it this one?"

Ethan's mouth twitched, and he couldn't speak for a while. Finally, he walked forward, stroked the head of the super eagle with his hand, and said sadly:

"I'm sorry! No. 9, a super monster is about to wake up, and I need someone to go to the Dark Moon Wasteland for me.

I don't want to lie to you. If you go there, everyone except the orcs will be contaminated. If you go, it means you are likely to die.

The reason why I chose you is because you have the attribute of super endurance. Only you can fly to the central area in one breath.

Are you willing to go?"

The super eagle named No. 9 certainly understood what Ethan said. After a moment of stunned, not only did he not show a trace of sadness, but he grinned.

Then, it jumped onto Ethan's shoulder, leaned its head against Ethan's ear, and rubbed it intimately.

"Chirp..."

The extraordinary eagles around saw this scene and flew out of the eagle house one after another, circling over the manor, screaming non-stop, as if they were wailing, or as if they were seeing off No. 9.

Ethan gently touched No. 9's head, then took out a white glove and handed it to Volibear.

"You send No. 9 to the farthest distance!"

"Yes, master!"

Hearing this, No. 9 raised his head and wailed loudly, then spread his wings and flew, slowly flying around the Bertner Manor where he had lived for a long time.

The eagles followed behind it, flying like guards. That morning, the sky over Bertner was full of wailing.

After flying around, No. 9 slowly landed on Volibear's shoulder and grinned at Ethan like a human.

"Chirp!"

"Master! Let's go!"

"Yeah!"

As Volibear turned into blue lightning, with a "sizzle", he disappeared with No. 9.

Ethan stood there, looking at the direction where the lightning disappeared, unable to move for a long time.

I'm sorry, No. 9! You have to bear everything!

"Let's go!" Sophia patted Ethan's shoulder gently.

Ethan nodded, took Sophia's hand and walked into the house.

"Sophia, you can arrange the rest! I'm really not in the mood to do anything else today."

"Okay!" Sophia nodded: "I will take care of the family evacuation, but I want to confirm it in the end, is the Osho Empire really safe?"

"Not sure!" Ethan sighed and said: "But Nolan said that when the pollution was the most serious, it occupied two-thirds of the continent.

I think the only place that has not been polluted is the Osho Land.

It is the southernmost tip of the continent. If it can't be spared, I don't know where else can be safe."

"Okay! I know, leave the rest to me!"

Ethan nodded: "Sophia, I am very confident that you can do it, but this matter is of great importance. I don't want to cause panic, so it must be kept absolutely confidential."

"Don't worry!"

...

Wolibel was very fast and arrived at the destination in less than three hours.

The place he arrived at was exactly the site where the two-headed snake was located.

When he arrived here, Volibear handed the [Hand of Indifference] to No. 9's claws.

"I'll take you here! Try to fly higher, maybe you can avoid pollution."

Zi grabbed the [Hand of Indifference] and flew high.

On the other side, Ethan felt that it was almost time, so he returned to the study and locked the door. He also told Lanchester not to let anyone in, even if Nicole and the others came.

Then he lay on the sofa, his spirit sank into the depths of his soul, and shared the vision with No. 9.

No. 9 flew very high, and the Dark Moon Wasteland he saw was like a gray ocean.

On the gray land, huge rock groups stood abruptly like broken walls, in various shapes, some like sharp blades, and some like ancient relics, eroded by the power of time. They silently told the former glory and ruin of the wasteland, as if they were lonely monuments left between heaven and earth.

In the wasteland, a huge rift valley crossed across, as if the earth was split by a giant sword, and the deep gullies were shrouded in clouds and mist, like an abyss that swallowed everything.

On both sides of the rift valley, several towering isolated peaks stood, and their peaks were surrounded by faint clouds and mist, like giant pillars piercing the sky. Each mountain peak is jagged and steep, with knife-cut and axe-cut rock walls outlining majestic outlines, like a group of silent guardians, overlooking this ancient land.

The horizon in the distance is dyed bright by a scarlet sunset, and the sunlight shines on the wasteland through the thick dark clouds, outlining the outlines of broken walls and ruins. The light is desolate and brilliant, as if burning the last splendor in the decay of the wasteland, as if the fire at the end of the world is about to go out, but still retains a trace of unyielding brilliance.

I don’t know how long it took, in a gray and magnificent scenery, a huge stone sword stood abruptly on the vast land...