The change in attitude and mindset of the two Senior Lords did not only affect the Deity of Gods that had turned into an island.
Apart from the spark that quietly ignited at the foot of Mount Hermes, the offensive of the Western Front also came to a complete halt due to the disappearance of the source of the Red Mist.
Even though there were still remnants of the Monstrous Beasts active in the Impassable Mountain Range, when their magic power was depleted, they would forever remain dormant. This greatly reduced the pressure on the First Army, who had set up defenses everywhere, and Cage Mountain was no longer the "life and death barrier" that had to be protected in the north. In the following week, many troops gradually retreated from the frontlines and turned to support Neverwinter's western battlefield. The originally fraught situation immediately became more lively.
The return of a large number of troops caused the offensive and defensive situation of the Western Region to reverse. The newly formed tank units on the ground rampaged through the horde of demonic beasts, encircling the stealthy blade beasts like a sieve. And when the demonic beasts gathered in large numbers, they would suffer from the Aerial Knight's attacks. The railway nodes and bunkers that had been abandoned were gradually recaptured, and the corpses of mutated beasts that died under the cannons were strewn everywhere. If not for the speed at which they decomposed into black liquid, the entire land would have been filled with the stench of corpses.
Although according to Valkries, the demonic beasts were just the Sky-sea Realm's evolution field and had limited effects on the battlefield, with the true danger still to come, it was undoubtedly important for Neverwinter to stabilize the situation. Since the demons' defensive line was completely lost, the Sky-sea Realm's large-scale invasion of the Land of Dawn was inevitable. Therefore, there was a need for the First Army to concentrate their strength on one point and not spread out to fight on two fronts.
Roland heaved a sigh of relief and began his "rescue" of Eleanor.
Even though the Birth Tower, which was also the Obelisk's transplant, had always been Mask's responsibility, the three Senior Lords had more or less heard of it after so many years.
The core link was naturally the modification of the Mother of Soul, allowing it to become one with the new mineral veins. This technique was only known to Mask and the higher ascendants that followed him, but the body that Eleanor had obtained was a complete product, so it was a part that could be skipped.
Secondly, the Mother of Soul had to be strong enough to recover after the transplant. This point was easy to understand. The transplant was no different from a bone breaking injury to the mother, just like a tree. Now that it was Eleanor, the only thing he could do was to trust her.
Lastly, the Mother of Soul was not allowed to leave the Red Mist. In other words, before the stele started transforming the Red Mist again, it had to be in an environment with an abundance of Red Mist.
This was the most difficult part of the entire rescue operation.
Fortunately, Hackzord would be participating in the operation as well. The importance of its Distortion Door to logistics was self-evident. In this kind of situation, it would be able to display extraordinary effects.
After the plan was finalized, the Ministry of Industry was the first to enter.
In order to rescue the immobile Eleanor from the Lake of Mist, he had to first figure out her location. The interior of the Deity of Gods was a forbidden zone that Witches couldn't step foot into, but the diving suit invented by Rex had achieved an unexpected and miraculous effect.
More than ten groups of Sand Nation people donning diving suits entered the Mist Lake through the suspension cable and finally located Eleanor at a depth of 150 meters. The leader of the group was a man named Simbady.
Next, they had to rely on manpower to slowly peel off the mother's body from the stele and tie it tightly with ropes. Under normal circumstances, the strength of the Mother of Soul was comparable to that of a carrier and was inseparable from the bottom of the stele. But the death of the stele made this feasible. Even if they did not take any measures, the stele would gradually crumble and eventually turn into a pile of rubble.
When the mother was hoisted to the surface of the lake, Sky Lord would open a Distortion Door from below and send Eleanor into a specially made metal box. Along with her was naturally a large amount of Red Mist.
After this step was completed, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
What happened after that was much simpler.
Farina was in charge of the steam-powered trucks. Apart from the metal box, the trucks also carried a large number of Red Mist tanks. They were the nutrients required by the Mother of Soul, as well as Sky Lord's supplies along the way. After passing through a series of Distortion Doors, the convoy arrived at Neverwinter from Seawindshire in just half a day.
If not for Hackzord's insistence on leaving, Roland would have wanted to give him the position of a transport captain.
Under the expectant and concerned gazes of all the God's Punishment Witches, Fran swallowed the metal box and sent it to the bottom of the North Slope Mountain Mine.
This also meant that the entire rescue operation had come to an end. Under the coordination of the Central Administrative Office, they had mobilized close to ten thousand people from various departments, including many races, to complete the frontline transportation that spanned more than half of Graycastle.
At this point, all Roland could do was wait.
…
North Slope Mountain Mine, God's Stone mine area.
Pasha rolled up a can of Red Mist and carefully poured it on the root of an ugly monster. It looked like a lump of soft mud with two symmetrical rows of compound eyes on the top of its head. Its body was as big as three central carriers. Even without using the Stone of Measuring, one could feel the powerful magic power contained within the monster's body.
This demon known as the Mother of Soul was the key to turning the God's Stone of Punishment Pillars into Red Mist Towers. It was said that it would only be born when the magic power in the world reached its peak, which was the start of the Battle of Divine Will. Thus, before obtaining the transplanting technology, the demons could only quietly wait for an opportunity before the descent of the Bloody Moon. If it was during the Union's era, Pasha would not hesitate to sacrifice her life if she had the chance to kill the Mother of Soul. But now, she was taking care of the Mother of Soul as though she was taking care of a child. Even she found the contrast rather strange.
"You're here." A familiar voice suddenly came from behind her. "How's her condition?"
Pasha turned around and bent her main tentacle.
It was Roland. Apart from the surviving Ancient Witches of Taquila, he was the one who visited Eleanor the most frequently.
"It seems like migration is indeed a painful matter." Roland sighed.
Pasha's tone did not sound too dejected.
"I hope so …" Roland nodded slightly.
After the two of them looked at each other for a moment, Pasha broke the silence.
"You've already thanked me many times," Roland said helplessly. Ever since the Ancient Witches knew that the Three Chiefs and their companions who had joined the central carrier were still alive, their reaction could only be described as passionate. He had also received everyone's gratitude. However, Pasha did not seem to be satisfied with just one thank you. She would say the same thing almost every time she saw him. "Eleanor has contributed greatly to the Kingdom of Graycastle. It's only my duty to save her."
It was difficult to hear such emotional words coming from Pasha's mouth. Even Roland could not help but be taken aback for a moment. He tilted his head to look at Pasha, as though trying to read her expression from her tentacles. Unexpectedly, what he saw caused his heart to skip a beat, and he almost cried out in surprise.
The symmetrical eyes on the Mother of Soul had opened at some point in time and were silently sizing up the two of them.
A new voice sounded in his mind.
Pasha's body trembled violently. She used her main tentacle to cover her face.
Pasha immediately straightened her main tentacle, and with a whoosh, she pulled herself up to the top of the cave before disappearing into the mine.
"Uh … She always wanted to be the first to speak to you …" Roland's mouth twitched as he muttered in disbelief. "Speaking of which, you woke up just like that?"
Eleanor yawned.
"…" Roland only managed to reply after a long while. "Alright, it's good that you're fine. Since my duty is done, the next step is to … "
Eleanor said lazily.
"Uh … What?"
Her tone was matter-of-fact. At this point, Eleanor paused for a moment, and there was a hint of ridicule in her voice.
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