"The key to ending the Battle of Divine Will has been found …" Victor read softly. "His Majesty has decided to take the initiative to attack the enemy and end the war outside the Fertile Plains?"
Even after experiencing so many unimaginable things, this report was still full of shock. Almost every line of it was worth writing about. In the past, this kind of news would never have been known by anyone other than the royal family, let alone a commoner merchant without a title like him.
The report outlined a magnificent scene: the previously sensational floating island falling into the sea did not signify the end of the demons' attack. Thousands of miles away, a new Blackstone Fortress was rushing towards Neverwinter day and night. And below it, millions of demons surged, a number that was enough to drown the entire human kingdom! In order to prevent this from happening, His Majesty decided to take the initiative to prevent the flames of war from spreading to the commoners.
After defeating the invading enemy, the expeditionary army would head to the other side of the world, the border between the two continents, to remove the threat of the Battle of Divine Will. Once successful, long-term peace would arrive. Be it the demons or demonic beasts, they would no longer be a threat to the safety of humans.
Victor was no stranger to expeditions. After all, more than a year ago, he had personally witnessed the birth of a miracle. Relying on the heavy machinery known as trains, a large number of the First Army traveled more than five hundred kilometers across the uninhabited Fertile Plains and defeated the demons entrenched in the ruins of the north. At that time, Graycastle Weekly had recorded the entire process of the battle in detail. Through the so-called "photographs", he could still recall the feeling of looking down at the black trains galloping across the plains from an aerial perspective.
But this time, His Majesty seemed to have done it even more thoroughly.
He actually planned to raise a mountain into the sky and use it as a stronghold for this expedition!
Is this really something that humans can do?
Victor could not wait to flip to the second page and saw that the plan was divided into three parts. The first was the liftoff phase. The North Slope Mountain, along with nearly a kilometer of land below it, would break away from the shackles of the Impassable Mountain Range and become an independent entity.
The second was the trial phase. The North Slope Mountain would be incorporated into the army and officially given the name "Eleanor Skycruiser". In this period of time, it would patrol the surroundings of Neverwinter. Apart from the necessary combat training, it would also be waiting for the right time to attack.
The final stage was to officially set out and keep the enemy at a distance of a thousand miles.
The Administrative Office called it a war that would decide the fate of mankind. Apart from the military, the support of the workers in various industries was also crucial. Therefore, the remuneration was quite generous, basically two to three times the average of the same industry. Not only that, but the names of all participants would be engraved into a monument that would stand forever in Royal City.
In addition, Barov, the Hand of the King, also revealed at the end that those who landed on the island might have the opportunity to see the most powerful weapon in human history.
Seeing this, Victor knew that the Administrative Office would be completely blocked. The biggest difference between the residents of Neverwinter and the migrants from other cities was that they regarded this land as their own. When he interacted with the locals, he often had the illusion that this place not only belonged to His Majesty, but also to them. Moreover, once he settled down and obtained an identity card, similar feelings of approval would quickly spread, because he himself had experienced it deeply.
Even though he was from the Kingdom of Dawn, he felt proud when he heard outsiders talking about the miracles of Neverwinter, which was something he had never experienced before.
If not for his family business, Victor also had the urge to fly to the sky and see for himself.
"Help me contact the Administrative Office. Tell them that Rainbow Stone is willing to donate 1,000 sets of clothes."
"Got it." Tinkle nodded.
"By the way, have you found out the exact date of the launch of the North Slope Mountain?"
"It should be within two or three days. The top of the mountain has become completely different from before."
"Two or three days... I'm afraid that the good viewing seats have already been taken." Victor closed the newspaper and walked to the French window. Although the Miracle Building was tall, it was too far from the Impassable Mountain Range. It was more appropriate to witness such a marvelous scene nearby. He turned around and handed a key to Tinkle. "Tinkle, you should know what to do, right?"
Fortunately, as long as the problem could be solved with money, it was not a big deal to him.
"Leave it to me, my lord." Tinkle took the key with a smile.
...
Three days later, the First Army pulled up a long cordon at the foot of the mountain. This made everyone in Neverwinter realize that the long-awaited moment was about to come.
At this time, the North Slope Mountain had completely changed. Looking from a distance, it was surrounded by dense scaffolding. The original irregular mountain wall seemed to have been artificially repaired. Not only did it become smoother, but many places were also patched. The large and small metal plates or oil film cloth did not match the mountain itself, but made this natural object more like a weapon.
What shocked Victor the most were the hundreds of long flags hanging from the top.
They were like the skirt of the mountain, undulating in the wind like waves.
The tower and the spear symbolized the Kingdom of Graycastle.
The combination of red, black, and white made it look incomparably solemn.
This kind of visual impact would definitely be unforgettable.
More and more people gathered on the street. By noon, several main roads were completely packed. If not for the black-clothed policemen and the army directing the crowd to the side of the Misty Forest, perhaps half of the city would have been paralyzed.
As the deep siren resounded over the city, Victor, who was at the best position on the roof of the West Street, felt a slight tremor under his feet.
Soon, this tremor turned into a loud rumble!
In an instant, the whole of Neverwinter seemed to be boiling.
It was the sound of the mountains being torn apart.
Although he had expected it, when he really saw this scene, his mouth was still opened to the maximum.
Tinkle even tightened her grip on his arm.
He saw that the North Slope Mountain was slowly but unstoppably rising, and the parts of the mountain range connected to it burst out clouds of dust. The scaffolding standing on the ground collapsed layer by layer, as if it was no longer able to restrain this huge creature. After throwing the collapsed trees, gravel, and iron scaffolding under its body, the larger bottom supported the falling "dandruff".
The whole scene was like pulling out a radish and bringing out the mud, but this time the mud was a land one kilometer wide. It was clearly an inverted triangle, and the lowest point was at the center of the floating island. As the North Slope Mountain rose, a huge pit was left on the ground. In the face of the sudden disappearance of the roof, countless active underground animals fled in panic, becoming a vivid footnote to this historical scene.
This should have been something that was absolutely impossible for human beings to do.
But the fluttering flag on the mountain clearly announced that it belonged to the Kingdom of Graycastle, belonged to the human race.
After the shock, the crowd burst into deafening cheers. When the first "Long live" was heard, it was destined to be difficult to calm down in a short period of time.
The fanatical atmosphere gradually subsided after a long time. Victor licked his slightly dry lips and was about to bring Tinkle back to the inn when he suddenly saw the figure of an old man on the opposite roof from the corner of his eyes. The figure was so familiar that even his footsteps slowed down.
When Victor wanted to take a closer look, he found that the old man had disappeared.
"Sir, what's wrong?" Tinkle seemed to have noticed his abnormality.
"No, nothing... I probably saw wrong," Victor said hesitantly. Because no matter how he looked at it, that old man somewhat resembled his father.
But how could his father appear in a place like this? He shook his head and quickly put the thought to the back of his mind.
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