The Storm Dragon Eagle's sharp eyes quickly scanned the surroundings. Its eyesight was excellent, and even in this pitch-black place, it could see the situation on the ground clearly.
According to Duke's request, it descended in a relatively safe-looking area, where there were no people or demons moving around.
The Storm Dragon Eagle also kept its aura restrained, and even during flight, it was cautious, trying not to cause too much wind.
Having just arrived in this area, the situation here was still unclear, so everything had to be done with utmost caution.
If there were creatures like the Emperor Flame Turtle, a Level 2 Life, it would have to run for its life if it accidentally woke one up.
Duke gracefully leapt off the back of the Storm Dragon Eagle, his feet touching a surface that wasn't hard, but consisted of a peculiar, slightly elastic dark material, like solidified shadows.
The light here was extremely dim, as if greedily devoured by some unseen presence.
