Following the stone pillars, more stone slabs flew out from under the sea and fell straight on the stone pillars of the city, splicing together to form a bridge that could pass at least thirty chariots side by side.

"It's a miracle."

Lybalas' engineers looked at the bridge that was still adding guardrails and runes, and admired it.

Any Nehekhara person can be sure that such a wide sea-crossing bridge, which is 30 kilometers long, will not be successfully constructed by human power even after a thousand years.

Fanatic admiration surged up in his heart almost instantly, and then was suppressed by himself - this bridge still seemed unable to solve the existing supply problem well.

Although the scene in front of us is so spectacular, it is not enough. It still takes a day for the logistics transport team to arrive from one end of the sea to the other.

And this time is enough for the Lamian fleet to make two round trips. The bulk of it is the dock. This bridge can only transport things that are inconvenient for ships to transport. Only the dock can carry the needs of this army to the maximum extent.

supplies.

The lizardmen do not know how to build docks. These tasks are still left to the Lahmian folk and their hands.

Just as he was about to ask the lizard men to find a way to get some large stone slabs similar to bridges to reduce the work they needed to do, the Lamian engineer suddenly discovered that the sound of the lizard men chanting incantations did not stop.

The notes of the mantra have some kind of wonderful pattern like the tide.

As the resonance continued, there was a burst of bright light on the bridge that everyone could see. The blue and yellow lights gradually mixed together, turning into a faint turquoise that was almost white, turning into a series of runes.

Climbing from the stone pillars supporting the bridge to the stone slabs that make up the bridge.

"What is this?"

When the skinks completely stopped chanting the incantation, Engineer Lybalas leaned over and asked.

"With the anti-corrosion mark, as well as the mark of acceleration and recovery, on the road maintained by the spiritual veins, the speed of your supply team can be increased by about ten times."

Is there such a thing?

Hearing the Skink's answer, the engineer opened his mouth and was almost speechless.

So what is the significance of the pier?

Regarding the entanglements of these little people, the big people in Nehekhara don't have so many worries.

Except for Wosolun, who was on the sky boat, who made a special trip and asked them to continue building the dock together with Usoran, all the senior officials of Nehekhara, including Alkadiza, just waited for the supplies to be replenished before rushing in.

The road is on the ground.

Although, such actions did not allow them to speed up much.

Nearly two days later, Nehekhara and the Lizardmen army were still lingering sixty kilometers northwest.

As the night is about to enter dusk, the vampire, whose whole body is shrouded in black cloth, controls the steam scorpion to open a path at the front, saving energy for the lizard-man dinosaurs.

Many other corps were caught in the middle by the dinosaur corps one after another.

There were guards at the front and rear, as well as camels and carriages to bear their armor and luggage, but the soldiers of Nehekhara were still so exhausted that they seemed to be about to die.

Due to the strong demands of the lizard people and their active role in guarding the perimeter, the Nehekhara people had to increase their daily march time to twelve hours.

This was the result of a mutual compromise after the officers and soldiers of Nehekhara sternly rejected the Lizardmen's attempt to continue asking them to increase the time limit to sixteen hours.

Although the lizardmen, who do not need to sleep, take on the task of caring for livestock and keeping watch at night, complaints continue to persist among Nehekhara's army.

"If you ask me, we are not so much marching as we are an exploration team."

Opening his chest clothes to allow the exposed skin to dissipate a little heat, the Zandiri soldier who spoke out let the scabbard on his waist hit the branches beside the road as if to vent his words, and continued.

"When we fought in Nehekhara, we could always find local supplies in towns and cities."

"What now? Fish! It's been fish all day! Yesterday, the Numas people caught two rabbits and they were snatched and eaten by the nobles of Ka-Sabai."

Beside him, the fellow soldier carrying the spear was weakly carrying on. Looking at him, the fellow spearman was a little envious that this guy still had time to talk, so he said.

"Stop complaining, we are almost at the front line."

But obviously, these words did not make the Zandiri soldiers decide to quiet the ears of their fellow villagers.

"Yeah, eat these things and go to the front line, and then there will be nothing left."

Almost without considering the occasion, his words immediately attracted the attention of the people around him, especially an Astri man riding a horse.

"Shut up! If you disturb the morale of the army in front of the battle, I can kill you right now!"

With that said, he pulled out the sickle sword from his waist and cut the throat of the Zandiri soldier.

Looking at the other soldiers who shivered and stopped moving forward, Astri Cavalry shouted.

"Keep marching, or the last one will be beheaded."

The small episode in the dusk did not have much impact on the marching team, but no one noticed that in the dim environment, under a machine with a faint green light, red rat eyes were observing them.

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"According to the current marching speed, we will arrive in about five days. I want to see who can win the battle between Slann and Nagash."

The sound of chirping to oneself slowly came from the grass on the top of the mountain four hundred meters away.

Keeping slapping the bugs covering his body with his tail, Esky scratched his head and said.

"Wait a minute, that's not right. I remember that the Slan in the Southland were not the previous generations."

Suddenly, a burst of cold air enveloped Eski. Although there was no unnecessary sound, he understood that someone was coming.

"Who?!"

Standing up and shouting loudly, Eski wanted to rush back to the hilltop behind. After all, the floating big toad was at the very end of the marching team.

The blue figure gradually revealed its figure, but it made his steps slow down a bit.

"So it's my friend. You can actually spot me. How powerful is the Chameleon's reconnaissance ability?"

Looking at the yellow crown decorated with feathers, Eski smiled and slowly backed away.

Although he didn't understand what the rat people meant by "bar friends", the skink priest still answered the confusion about how to deal with it.

"The traces in the wind of magic are too obvious, mouse."

The lizardmen speak Anoquiyan with a weird accent. Considering that Anoquiyan is already related to the language of the ancient saints, it is not surprising that the lizardmen can speak it.

"I won't launch an attack, can you please retreat?"

As Esky said this, he accelerated towards the back of the mountain, and a little green light came out of the paws behind him.

The skink did not answer, but suddenly transformed into a large lizard that was ten meters tall. A ball of brown magical energy blurted out from the lizard's mouth, and hit Eski's body as if it had eyes.

Immediately, the green smoke that Esky planned to release was abandoned.

Another spell that limits teleportation?!

Looking at the almost expressionless skink, Esky flapped his wings angrily, and with several powerful flappings, he flew into the sky, flapping his wings and began to leave in the northeast direction.

Lifting hundreds of meters into the air, Eski looked back and saw a flash of brown magical wind below, and a pair of huge fleshy wings with a wingspan of more than ten meters sprouted from the back of the big lizard.

After just a short run-up, the big lizard also flew into the sky.

The same brown light appeared again on the big lizard flying in the sky, and Eschi immediately felt something attached to his body.

The next second, the huge brown magic whirlwind united behind the big lizard, violently swallowed the big lizard, and swept it towards Eski.

No matter how Esky changes direction, the whirlwind can lock its direction.

A blue light flashed in his eyes, and Eski immediately remembered the beast-based spells he had seen in the Book of Tzeentch.

"Damn it, Flying Anchor! Beast Law is so annoying."

It is a locked type of magic, and it is difficult to crack due to the violent whirlpool of magic.

Green light flashed in his left paw, and Eski struck a dimensional lightning backward. As expected, the lightning was blocked by the magic vortex.

Although you can still accumulate power and condense the dimensional lightning into plasma to break the opponent's defense.

But we are not too far away from the Engine of the Gods yet, and Esky does not want to be locked by the orbital weapons of the Old Ones in space.

Turning his head again, the speed of the Skink Priest who was chasing after him slowed down a bit.

Around him, the intensity of the magical vortex formed by the beast's wind has not weakened at all, as if it has actively slowed down.

Esky's heart immediately sank. The flying anchor composed of the wind of beasts seemed to be more than just locking him for collision.

Could it be said?

The white bat mouse looked at the dim stars covered by the bright moon in the night sky.

It was hard for him to believe that the lizard people who had lost their master could carry out such an outrageous tactic as guided orbital strike, and that it was the lizard people in the South who were said to have become semi-barbaric.

But there was no time for him to think carefully, and the sound of intensive flapping of wings had already appeared not far away from him.

From the searchlight turned on by the airship in the distance, one could see large black shadows chasing in his direction. The appearance of those black shadows was clearly displayed under the magnification of an observer with night vision capabilities.

"Rhynchorhynchus rider? Just you?"

Seeing the large group of lizardman air cavalry approaching, Esky laughed wildly and immediately communicated with the Chaos Demon Realm. This

But at this moment, his eyes swept down, looking at the hard-earned vegetation below, and the incantation of Dimensional Wind Howl that he originally planned to recite turned into another string when he reached his mouth.

Howling war wind!

Under Eski's constant chanting, the gentle yet severe wind caught the group of riders and threw them away into the distance.
To be continued...