When the land was occupied by demons, people had no choice but to flee to the sky. After transmigration, Ricky found that he had become the City Lord of a Sky City. He quickly became familiar with this new world and established a clear direction for survival, which was to resolutely engage in farming (kingdombuilding)! He would farm (kingdombuilding) diligently, develop vigorously, and then gallop through the skies. If anyone disagrees, then launch a great sky battle. Or a war!
Accompanying Liliya and Monte, Rocky exited the cabin and stood on the deck of the skyship, looking out over a barren expanse.
By now, the skyship had reached land and was slowly flying just dozens of meters above the ground, arriving at a desolate landmass.
Not a single tree or blade of grass adorned this barren land, just rust-like yellow soil covered the ground. Occasionally, whirlwinds swept up gusts of dust, creating an air of desolation.
Standing at the bow of the skyship, looking down at the bleak landscape, Rocky found the sight difficult to adjust to.
He had been to the land twice before, but each time he witnessed lush forests and verdant grasslands, never the desolation he was seeing now.
Despite the bleak appearance, he felt this might be more apt for the current state of the land, at least, that's what Rocky believed.
Afterward, the skyship continued towards the coordinates of their mission, and before long, a steep mountain appeared before their eyes!