Of course, "he" could also be an illusion, a puppet, or something else, but the essence was the same — Sky City had probably been invaded by the Oracles a long time ago.
"That's a mountain fortress with tens of thousands of people …" Rock muttered. With the means of the Oracles, it was not difficult for them to destroy anything. After all, they could tear open cracks and cause erosion. But to invade under the eyes of tens of thousands of people without anyone noticing, this kind of ability was somewhat unimaginable.
"I also hope that I guessed wrong, but this is the most reasonable conclusion." Roland sighed.
The Dream World had relatively independent rules, so the Oracles could not display their full strength. Whatever they wanted to do, they needed the support of magic power.
And the places with a relatively large number of Fallen Evil cores were Prism City and Sky City.
Now it seemed that it was no coincidence that the Oracles chose to appear in the underground of Prism City — as outsiders, they were not ignorant of this world.
Perhaps after the destruction of Prism City, they had already set their eyes on the Association's headquarters. As for the Oracles left there, other than looking for opportunities to assassinate Zero, the rest were just a cover.
"There's no point in worrying here, we'll know when we get there." Roland pressed on the Defender's shoulder. "Do you remember what I said? Now that both worlds are fighting against the Gods, and the Association has already contributed a lot to the Battle of Divine Will, it's my turn to repay you. "
"Mr. Roland …"
"Leave the rest to me."
Under Rock's solemn gaze, Roland walked out of the hall.
Fei Yuhan and Valkries were waiting for him outside.
The former was not surprising. As a powerful member of the new generation of the Association, she would definitely be in the most dangerous place. But the latter was rather strange — he did not think that Valkries would have any feelings for the Dream World, much less fight to protect it. According to the usual practice, she would find an inconspicuous place to slack off.
The repeated defeats of the Oracles did not mean that they were not a threat. Even in the framework of the Dream World, they could easily kill a martial artist. Valkries was no longer the Nightmare Lord of the past. Without the power of the Magic Stone, he was not much different from an ordinary martial artist. Going to Sky City was bound to be dangerous.
"You don't have to show such a strange expression," Valkries snapped, "I just want to confirm what the God and Oracle that you always talk about look like. If it were you, you wouldn't be so indifferent to such an opportunity, right? "
Roland shrugged. "… You're right."
Just as they were talking, the roar of the helicopter came from the far side of the camp — it was time to go.
What followed was a day and a half of traveling.
They were transported to the airport by helicopter, and then taken to a private plane to fly to their destination. Finally, they were divided into groups and briefed on their tasks before being sent to the battlefield by the military helicopter.
It could be seen that the government's disaster emergency mechanism had been fully activated. The congested traffic only appeared when it was a hundred kilometers away from Cloud Sky City. The order of the fleeing crowd was also controlled by the disaster relief army, so it was not completely chaotic.
Valkries, on the other hand, had been staring out the window since the moment they took off. After boarding the private plane, he even requested to move to the window seat, obviously very curious about this first experience.
"Other than the noise, the speed is not bad. At least, it's faster than me." After a long while, he let out a sigh. "Humans do have a unique ability when it comes to studying the laws of the world."
"You can fly too?" Fei Yuhan asked with great interest.
"Unless they are limited by magic power and size, most people who advance will choose to fuse with a Magic Stone that has the ability to move quickly, which naturally includes flying."
"How is it? Do you now know the potential of humans?" Roland did not forget to boast.
"It's a pity … there are no traces of magic power on it." Valkries shrugged.
"Why do you say so?" Fei Yuhan was puzzled. "If the plane needs magic power to operate, then only martial artists like us can fly it."
"No, what I mean is, if you can create such an intricate machine without the use of magic power, then what if you add the power of magic power?" Valkries said slowly. "I've always thought about the difference between us and the gods. Could this be the reason? After all, magic power is also one of the laws of the world. "
Roland raised his eyebrows in surprise. Should he say, as expected of the Nightmare Lord? In less than half a year since he came to the Dream World, he could already use scientific thinking to understand things.
It seemed like the saying that longevity was a hindrance to civilization was not necessarily true.
The key was what kind of people lived longer.
By noon the next day, Roland could already see Sky City standing on top of the mountain peak.
The city below the mountain was filled with thick smoke and explosions could be heard from time to time. It was obvious that martial artists from all over the world were fighting with the Fallen Evils. Compared to the orderly evacuation of the troops, this was more like a real battlefield.
Perhaps even they themselves did not expect that there would be a day when their enemies would rush into the streets in large numbers.
And the task assigned to Roland was very clear, that was, to go straight to the center of this incident, the headquarters of the Association.
The helicopter transported the group of people directly to the gathering point halfway up the mountain, where more than 20 martial artists from other branches were already waiting for his arrival.
Probably because they had been warned in advance, they did not greet each other, nor did they question Roland's identity. After a few simple words, they confirmed the basic route and division of labor. Compared to the first joint annihilation operation, this time the elites were obviously practical elites. Not only did they cooperate well, but they also had a high degree of discipline.
The structure of Sky City was exactly the opposite of that of Prism City. Because the Erosion appeared in mid-air, the Association had built a tower to envelop it. However, for the sake of evacuation and rescue, there was a hidden passage under the tower that was connected to the top of the tower. As long as they knew the route, they could avoid the wandering Fallen Evils on the top of the mountain.
Under the guidance of the headquarters' guide, the commandos almost did not encounter any obstacles. Occasionally, they encountered a few Fallen Evils, but they were quickly killed in the process, and Roland did not even need to do anything.
Soon, the group arrived at the isolation room on the top floor where the core was stored.
It was a huge room that looked like a barrel, and the four metallic walls stored the fallen cores that the headquarters had collected so far. And in the middle of the room was a platform that could move up and down, as well as two mechanical arms that were used to grab the cores. In terms of grandeur, Sky City was in no way inferior to Prism City.
And the figure standing in the middle of the platform was the President of the Martialist Association.
But when "he" turned around, he gradually turned into another person. This transformation did not complete in the blink of an eye, but gradually reorganized his facial features at a speed visible to the naked eye. His height also decreased significantly, and finally, he formed the appearance of an unfamiliar woman.
"I'm Oracle Epsilon," she said calmly. "Roland, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Being waited for by the enemy was definitely not a good thing, as it meant that everyone was very likely to be in a trap. But surprisingly, Roland did not hear any movement from the others.
If it was Fei Yuhan, she should have already drawn her sword and was ready to strike —
He swept a glance to his side, and his heart sank.
His surroundings were completely empty, with not a single person in sight.
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