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Night Angel City.
On a small mountain about a hundred miles to the west.
A few Undead Thunderbirds swooped down from the sky. Their figures quickly passed through the Death Canopy and then landed on the Necromancer's shoulder.
A few wet and rotten feathers fell to the ground.
Matthew patted his robe nonchalantly.
He let an Undead Thunderbird stand on his palm and looked into its eyes. Then, he slowly extracted the information that the Thunderbird had detected.
In the blink of an eye.
A magnificent scene flashed across his mind. It was the scene of looking down at the eastern side of the sampan plane from a high altitude, especially the scene of Night Angel City.
It was a prosperous city.
It was densely populated, and the buildings were tall. From time to time, colourful lights would shine from the top of the buildings. Other than the most dazzling cathedral obelisk, there were many other dazzling buildings that reached into the clouds.
