In the blue sky and white earth, a lonely bird flies in the middle, and its wide white wings slowly stretch in the sky. Looking up at the sky, it seems as if it is lonely fixed between the heaven and earth.

Flying in the sky may be the dream that every intelligent species once had, but the only one who can truly soar freely is Berg, the winged man on the grassland. Berg is a magical intelligent species. They evolved from birds but have wisdom that is not inferior to humans.

Originally, this should undoubtedly be a species that has the advantage of species evolution, but because of the surprising uniqueness of the body, it is difficult for them to be accepted by humans, and they can only mingle in the wasteland and be independent of the orc races.

In terms of physique alone, Berg may be the worst clan among the orcs. Their only advantage is this flying!

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Kenya was a very poor Berg. His natural winged muscles developed unbalanced left and right. Although he couldn't see it when he was a child, he still clearly saw the difference when he was learning to fly when he grew up. His trajectory of flying in the air can always be spiral-like and not directly hit him.

Such a flawed Berg lacks survivability, even the relatively gentle Berg tribe inside, was not good. He was expelled from the tribe and kept lingering among the wandering orcs on the wasteland, which also led to his taciturn character, which was completely different from most Bergs.

Survival is the most difficult thing in the world. Every orc on the wasteland has a deep understanding of this, so the safe and affordable tribal environment provided by Zhang Quan to these orcs is so valuable. Therefore, the orcs in this environment support Zhang Quan's authority so much, even if he is not an orc.

Kenya felt strange about Zhang Quan. As one of the orcs who first came into contact with Zhang Quan, in his eyes, Zhang Quan was not as powerful as many orcs thought. His body was as fragile as he was, and his strength was poor. Even among southern humans, Zhang Quan's physique should be a weak type.

His wormhole gate that many orcs think is miracles and can almost pass through infinitely does not look like some kind of spell in Kenya's eyes. In short, it feels very strange. This is a very strange person.

Zhang Quan's body is not even as capable of surviving on the wasteland, but since he appeared on the wasteland, all kinds of magic around him have emerged one after another, saving countless wandering orcs. Although his body does not have powerful power, he can always feel a powerful spirit emitted from his heart, the arrogance and confidence that looks down without reason.

Is that the confidence of the hateful southern humans?

No one can see through where the orcs of the Jidishan tribe will go under his leadership, including "old people" like them.

With such thoughts in his mind, Kenya was always observing the ground below. He and his partner had already flew forward for a hundred miles and were far away from the headquarters, but he had not discovered the enemy situation. Today's reconnaissance is over and the situation is safe.

The cold in the sky is unimaginable on the ground. When the cold wind on the ground reaches a high altitude, it can only be described as violent. Thanks to the natural development of Bergers, the fluff is much warmer than other orcs, to keep them from this severe cold.

The mission is completed today, so prepare for the return journey!

His throat opened, urging his throat to make a sound to his partner in the distance. This sound belongs to some kind of very high-frequency sound wave according to the understanding on the earth. It is a very simple and practical language system used by Bergs himself. It is called Taruman. Only Bergs' ears can clearly be caught and can also be penetrated far in high altitude. It is a sublingual mastered by Bergs in the long process of evolution, and is crucial to the Bergs. At high altitude, Bergs have a few miles or dozens of miles in the air, and only this sublingual can allow them to exchange information in the air.

The message he wanted to convey to his partner is to complete the task safely, successfully, and prepare to return. The voice he just made was just a greeting, signaling his partner to be ready to obey the order.

But at this time, he suddenly heard several unusual syllables sent back by his partner from the direction of his partner. He was busy and focused on distinguishing carefully:

"There is an enemy in the south direction, and the preliminary judgment is the Leopard Man!"

The information that Taruman can convey is very limited, and Berg needs to be very experienced in order to analyze it clearly, but now, of course, there will be no misjudgment in Kenya.

He looked at the ground further south of his partner. At his current height, he could not see the enemy his partner mentioned. That was that he had to fly a distance to his partner, or he could fly higher, but in that case it would be difficult for him to ensure his eyes' discernment at that distance.

The Bergs among the Orcs may be the first intelligent species in the world to learn that the planet is a circle. The changes in the horizon seen in high altitudes are obvious proof.

Kenya felt his physical condition and felt that his physical strength could be strong. He secretly gritted his teeth and prepared to meet him. Because his wings were unbalanced, his flight always wasted more physical strength than his fellow tribes. On average, the physical strength of the strong Bergers who could fly 150 kilometers in a row in a day was at least half less for him. The 100-mile cruise boundary was already a little limit for him.

He bulged his wings and flew south, flew three or five miles away, and gradually got closer to his partner, and then he saw the enemy described by the message his partner conveyed to him. It was indeed a leopard man!

The land in this wasteland has gradually melted due to the warmth of the climate near the sea, revealing the mottled land. But even so, Berg's eyes can see traces on the ground in the sky. There are not a group of enemies on the ground, but two groups.

These two groups are leopard people, but they are chasing each other. There are fewer leopard people in front, at most about one hundred, and there are seven or eight hundred leopard people behind them, divided into several groups to surround the leopard people in front.

The arrival of two Kenyan burgers in the air was soon discovered by both sides of the war. The leopards on both sides were stunned for a while, and then one of the few shouted and waved to the air, as if they were very happy. The leopards on the other side seemed a little hesitant and restrained their formation suspiciously, but soon reacted and rushed to chase their enemies.

With Berg coming, it must mean that a force is coming and both sides understand this principle.

Flying close to his partner, Kenya stopped in the air, and used his gliding posture to make himself more labor-saving and comfortable. He heard his partner say:

"There are two leopard men, who are killing each other down there. It seems that they have been running for a long time. It should be the last of their strength. What should we do? Which side should we help?"

Kenya smiled, amused at the immatureness of his fellow race:

"You care which side we help, in any case, they are not good people. Go back and report the news quickly, saying that two leopards appeared here, and let the centaurs attack and defeat them. These two leopards can't run far away! I'll monitor them."

The partner also saw the situation of the Leopard Man below and knew that this was a great fighter, but he was not at ease with Kenya. He knew that Kenya would not last long. If Berg had lost his energy and landed on a strange ground, the ending would be very dangerous!

"Then how are you in good health? Why don't you go back? I'll monitor them." He said to Kenya.

Kenya gave him a bitter face, "No, I can't fly back, on the wasteland, if I land halfway on the ground I might not find them."

The partner looked at Kenya with an ugly face. He knew that Kenya's concerns were likely to be true.

The orcs envied the Bergs for being able to fly in the sky, but they didn't know that the Bergs also paid the same price for flying. A pair of wings is the most powerful organ on Berg, but it is also the organ that Bergs consume the most. Once they run out of their strength and fall to the ground, they will be weak in their hands and feet, and they are not as good as rats and can only be slaughtered.

"Hurry, hurry up, the centaurs must come as fast as possible, don't let the leopard run away! I can't hold on for long,"

Looking at the sentimental tears in his companion's eyes, he smiled and said:

"As a Berg, it's no big deal to use his life to complete his scout mission, but if you don't hurry up, maybe I'm really in danger."

The partner nodded with difficulty, shook his head and wiped his tears, turned around and vibrated his wings, and soon flew away, turning into a distant black dot in the sky. Kenya then turned his head and looked at the earth below.
Chapter completed!