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... front of him.

The moment their Flying Ship entered its borders, it lost its ability to fly high in the sky, and slowly lost altitude.

Having already experienced a similar situation when they faced off against the Harpies in the sea, no one in the flying ship panicked.

Although their airship couldn't fly high in the sky, it could still hover three meters over the red sand.

However, their speed had also decreased by half. No matter how Merric and the others tried t ...

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