The "prompt" wasn't working very well. Its range seemed to be limited. It could only sense things within a few dozen miles, and the rest was completely unclear.
As for the outside world, Colin can easily lock onto things thousands of miles away.
This made him feel that this operation might be a lot of trouble because the "Land of Sin" was very large.
It's only a few dozen miles, not enough to see...
"Let's go a little further."
Colin looked solemn. This time he did not choose to fly high, but moved forward down to earth.
However, despite taking one step at a time, his speed was still very fast. If there was a highway, he could even catch up with the other party and say hello in a leisurely manner.
After crossing a long distance, Colin and the other man stopped.
Just as he thought, the current speed of progress can no longer be described as simply getting half the result with twice the effort.
"If we keep going this way, it will take forever."
Colin pinched his forehead. Unless he traveled at the speed of light, the journey would be as painful as Bing Xixi's last knife.
But the problem is, he can turn himself into light and move forward rapidly, but this does not mean that his speed can be compared with the speed of light.
Did the Queen of the Sky not encounter this incident at that time, or did she avoid it for some other reason
Could this be a punishment for “smuggling”
At this time, Colin was planning to figure out what the situation was.
The ground suddenly shook slightly.
A dull breath came from underground...
"Lord Aberration?"
Colin looked over and was not surprised. After all, this was the "Land of Sin" and the number and quality of deformed creatures were very high.
However, he soon discovered that his guess seemed to be wrong.
A slope of earth not far away suddenly arched upwards, and the earth became loose, as if something was waking up.
This aura is somewhat similar to that of a deformed body, but it is obviously not as crazy as before.
The doubt did not last long. As he and the little girl watched, a thin figure wearing dusty clothes and hunched over walked out.
"What is this..."
The person coming was unknown, and Colin adjusted his stance, looking at the other person with a serious look.
It was obvious that the guy was quite old, with a head full of white hair, but what made Colin feel weird was that his back was bent at a right angle, facing the ground, with his hands tied behind his back, his feet chained, and a huge golden ball hanging from his neck.
The most important thing is that this posture seems a little familiar...
I seem to have seen it on church decorations...
"It's the 'Barefoot Saint'!" the little girl whispered.
Suddenly, the old man took a step forward, and the next second he appeared three meters in front of him.
"You are finally here."
"Who are you?"
As soon as Colin said this, his eyes froze slightly.
The old man, who walked with a strange posture, raised his head, revealing a horrifying face.
There are no eyes, nose, ears, and scratches denser than a cutting board. The degree of tatters on this face is simply indescribable...
"I am Neptune... a seeker of truth."