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I still remember my first flight over Feybreak Island's lush forests last month—the excitement quickly turned to panic when that blood-red "Entering Anti-Air Zone!" warning flashed across my screen. Before I could react, homing missiles screeched toward my flying Pal, blasting us into a nosedive that left me scrambling through bushes with half my health gone. This wasn't just some minor inconvenience; it felt like the island itself was rejecting aerial exploration with brutal efficiency. That initial shock taught me more about Palworld's latest expansion than any tutorial ever could. Feybreak isn't just bigger than Sakurajima—it's six times larger, packed with over 20 never-before-seen Pals and resources that make your jaw drop—but those treasures come wrapped in barbed wire.
The moment you breach an Anti-Air Zone, the Feybreak Warriors declare war. These new enemies aren't playing fair—they've planted 22 missile turrets across the island like poisonous mushrooms. I learned the hard way that ignoring that dismount warning means instant chaos. Missiles track with terrifying precision, turning majestic flights into emergency landings. My early strategy? Hop off my mount every few seconds like some deranged parkour artist. It worked... until I misjudged the distance to a turret near volcanic cliffs. 💥 One hit vaporized my Pal’s stamina mid-air. Lesson burned into my brain: never underestimate these installations.
So how do you fight back? Simple: dismantle the threat at its source. Each turret sits at the heart of a Feybreak Warrior camp—fortified bases swarming with guards. At first, I tried battling through every enemy, wasting ammo and healing items. Then I realized the brilliance of Palworld's design: sprint past the chaos. The turret’s control tablet glows with a taunting "ACCESS" prompt. Hold F, and in seconds, the whole structure detonates in a chain reaction of satisfying booms. Hearing that explosion after my first successful hack felt like unlocking the island’s true potential.
But here’s the kicker—you must destroy all 22 turrets to fly freely. Some hide in brutal spots: mountain peaks shrouded in toxic fog, beaches patrolled by alpha Pals, even floating islands requiring precise jumps. I swapped my flying mount for ground specialists like Fenglope and Arsox—their speed saved hours of backtracking. Just remember: hybrids like Kitsun still trigger missiles! Until every turret’s gone, keep wings folded.
Now, months after Feybreak’s launch, I’ve memorized turret coordinates like my own address. Yet that initial terror stays fresh—the way missiles pierce through storms, the gut-drop when your Pal plummets. It transforms exploration from a joyride into high-stakes strategy. Maybe that’s the update’s genius: forcing us to earn the sky. So tell me, fellow survivors—what near-death turret encounter reshaped your Palworld journey?