Cage Mountain, command post.

“Commander, another piece of the same intelligence...” The clown walked over to Hill Fox with a note.

Even after years of this, the original circus mates still habitually called him head.

“Where did you get it from?”Hill took the note and said, “Can you go back to the source?”

“The messenger is located in the south of Yongwinter, where there are three cities, and there are no other hints on the ring.”

Hill frowned and mused for a moment, then jerked up and said, "Help me inform Monseigneur Iron Axe and Monse Etrise that we may be in trouble."

...

Fifteen minutes later.

Edith put down the intelligence and gently tapped the tabletop, "...that is, this happened at the same time in Yongwinter."

Hill nodded, “Although it is not clear which cities are carrying out the order, it is not too much to say that the overall movement is in terms of the distribution of intelligence.”

In the past few days, the intelligence community has received several secret letters with similar content.

The letter shows that the nobles are forcibly migrating the local population.

They all move north.

The similarity is so consistent, but the intelligence from different regions is almost impossible to misinterpret or falsify, in other words, the nobles of the perennial are embarking on a unified operation.

Although the letter simply mentions the word “migration,” it is by no means a small thing.There are limits to the carrying capacity of cities, and too few or too many people can cause them to be paralyzed.On the way to the move, there are more things to take into account, such as food for people to eat, temporary shelter, carrying property, etc. ... This is definitely a deep understanding of this winter city.It can even be said that the cities ruled by the old aristocracy simply do not have the ability to complete a large-scale migration, and without strong strength and materials as a support, the so-called migration is only a road of death.

Indeed, most nobles do not care about the lives of the commoners, but only when the common people are “individuals.”The Lord's tax and rule are inseparable from the civilian population, and if there is no one to rule, no more powerful power will be meaningless.Once these civilians find that they cannot benefit from the relocation, they will inevitably lose all their hearts.Moreover, gathering a large number of people together can easily lead to riots, so even if it is a barrist, it will not be easy to do such amazing things.

But now it is not just a nobleman who does this, but the whole of the North, and is clearly directed by other forces.

The kingdom of eternal winter has the power to do so, and only the devil.

“Why does the devil do that?”Edith said to herself questioningly, "If you just want to weaken the war potential of the Grey Fort, you can kill all the civilians... If there are spiders, the nobles are not willing or able to stop them."

"Perhaps the devil thinks ... they're useful."The morning light tried to speculate.

“It is useful not to forcibly relocate them,” Hill shook his head, “and the permantle is one of the fewest great cities in the four kingdoms, and even the royal capital, without being prepared for two or three thousand people, let alone their movement route does not take the king as the end.”

“The northernmost big city is...” Edith looked at the map.

"The snow castle, with its back to the source of the desperate mountains, is only half the area of the king's capital."Filin immediately added relevant information, "because of its unique terrain, the resident population is lower, but also the first place of red fog."

"If the devil is going to move everybody here, it's no different than killing them directly."Hill said.

“And the enemy will never do this more,” said Edith, nod in agreement, “and I think it must have been an accident that we did not yet notice, that led the devil to take this seemingly unexplainable action.”

“What will be that change?”The Iron Axe asked.

“I don’t know,” Edith said slowly, “but it shouldn’t be good news.”Tell the front line and raise the alert.”

...

“Is this red cloud... where the devil’s obelisk is?”Tilly muttered.

"No," replied the lightning, "at this distance, we should not see the red mist..."

“Can’t see?Why?”

"Because the red mist is flowing downwards!"In response to her was Maisie, "I have seen the mist pouring down from the edge of the mountain, just like a waterfall!""

"Yes, I don't know if it's because the red mist is heavier than the air, and it makes them easier to gather at low altitudes, but one thing is certain, when the red mist invades the Yongwinter Kingdom from the spine of the mainland, it is not a red on the top of the mountain."The lightning added.

“You mean they came down the mountain?”Tili’s eyebrows are chosen.

That is why she would say that there was no red mist at this distance—now that they were hundreds of kilometres from the highest mountains of the continent—and if the red mist did not rise, it would be hindered by layers of mountains.

"More than that," the lightning affirmed, "a month ago I patrolled north along the desperate mountains and approached the edge of the red mist area, but at that time there was no red cloud on the spine of the mainland."It . . . doesn’t seem to have risen from the Great Rift Valley."

Tilie could not help feeling the chill behind her, and she gradually noticed that the red on the mountain was not a thin layer, but a whole from top to bottom, or more accurately, like a huge pillar of cloud pouring down from the clouds.

She stared at the vision in front of her, and after a long silence, she said, "There is a way to make us see more clearly."

The lightning looked up and looked at the dark clouds above him, “I think so too.”"

The higher you fly, the farther you see.

As long as they can put the mainland spine into the bottom of their eyes, it is possible to see the true face of the red cloud.

"If that's the case, then try it--" Tiley once again raised the throttle to the maximum, pulling up the head of the plane to climb toward the clouds, and the lightning was right next to the cockpit, so that the magic could cover Tiley as much as possible.

Under the cooperation between the two, the altimeter pointer on the Phoenix deflected a little to the end.

When it rises to a height of 7,500 meters, the earth has taken a distinct arc, and the dark clouds have become intermittent, rather than a whole, and the edges of the earth have also become light blue.

Lightning on the forehead of the dense sweat, obviously high-altitude to her consonant barrier also caused a small burden, through the glass window, Tilie found that the fuselage has been covered with a piece of white frost, if not the other side has been using the magic to slow her discomfort, I am afraid she can not focus on flying the plane as now.

"Almost," said Tili, visibly feeling that the thrust of the engine was rapidly weakening, "find a gap from here."

“Leave it to me!”Macy poked her head out and turned into eagle-eyed mode.

About half an hour later, she found an excellent look—a short outline of the spine of the continent in the distance from the gap in the clouds.

However, when the scene above the red fog was reflected at the bottom of the lookout mirror, the three could hardly believe their eyes.

They saw a floating land.