The reforged Magic Flying Carpet, though carrying two people, now moved much faster than before.
It shot across the sky like an arrow loosed from a bowstring, streaking directly towards the depths of the Endless Sea Domain.
A gale lashed at them, but under the influence of the Magic Flying Carpet's force field, it softened into a gentle breeze that merely brushed their long hair.
The scent of the sea.
Yana stretched out her hand, touching the sea breeze, and murmured, "So nice."
Desecration Knights didn't live long. She was no longer young, and the impact of her Bloodline was growing ever more severe. Sometimes, it felt as if she had merely dozed off for a moment, but in reality, an entire day had passed, and her hair had grown even whiter.
It felt as though something was about to burst from her back.
She could only soothe her fear and unease about death with devout faith; no one else could help her with this.
"We've arrived!"
Carl looked down towards the sea's surface.
