After chatting with his friend, Wycliffe, who had just returned to the surface from the medical ship, regained some of his old feelings. He exhaled softly in the cold wind of late winter and early spring as he looked at the newly built barracks outside Red Jade City and the various vehicles shuttling between the barracks. "Many people say that Cecil's people are like ghosts in the field of infrastructure. But until I see with my own eyes how these barracks and roads were laid out outside Red Jade City in just a few days, I finally understand what they mean. Everything else is easy to explain, but how did they build so many barracks from the foot of the city wall all the way to the edge of the forest in just a few days?"
"They just dropped it from the sky." Camilla shrugged. "Just as you were waiting for the doctors to screw in your new arm, they sent two air fortresses from the rear. They were called 'frontline engineering ships' or something. These square 'container houses' were piled up like boxes, and then they dropped them directly on the plain …"
Wycliffe was dumbfounded. After a long while, he touched his nose with the alloy hand, feeling the touch of metal on his skin, and muttered, "I was too narrow-minded …"
But Camilla's eyes were focused on the mechanical arm of the human king. She carefully looked at the beautiful armor plates, joints, and connectors. If it were not for her status as the chief, she would have said, "Take it down for me to play with." Of course, her undisguised stare did not escape Wycliffe's eyes. The human king could not help but smile. He waved his arm in front of Camilla, and the nerve signal immediately activated a mechanism in the mechanical arm. With a buzzing sound, the armor plates near his wrist suddenly popped open, and a sharp energy blade filled with arcane brilliance instantly condensed in the air. The bright light shone in the eyes of the orc chief.
Camilla immediately let out an exaggerated cry, "Ooooh —"
Wycliffe smiled again. He flipped his wrist, and the energy blade dissipated. His mechanical arm suddenly split open from the middle, revealing a ring-shaped rune structure and a crystal array. A small arcane missile launcher appeared in front of Camilla.
"This thing is much better than your axe," the human king said to the chief smugly. "The doctors said that because I am a powerful Extraordinary, I can support a higher consumption of magic power. So they have stuffed many experimental weapons into my mechanical arm. Now you are no match for me."
"Woo —" Camilla exclaimed again, and then squinted her eyes. "Can you take it down for me to play with for a couple of days?"
"That won't do," Wycliffe refused without hesitation and quickly restored his arm to its original state. He then took out a pipe and put it in his mouth while igniting it with the electric arc that burst out from the mechanical arm's fingertips. "After this is installed, it will be just like the original arm. The nerves and bones are all connected together. I just want to show you …"
The ears on Camilla's head trembled, and a look of regret appeared on her face. She lowered her head to look at her arm, and muttered softly, "Then, why don't I cut off my own arm and replace it with the same one as yours …"
Wycliffe did not reply this time. He just glanced at the chief of the Orc Barbarians. As a colleague and friend of the Five Kings for many years, he knew all too well that this big cat's brain circuit and attention could be diverted at any time. Basically, other than chopping people with an axe, Camilla had never been interested in anything for more than three days. If he could find something interesting to divert her attention, she would definitely forget about it.
Of course, now was the best time to think of something to change the topic.
"Our communication with the Ancestral Peak has been restored," Wycliffe suddenly said. "On one hand, the aerial communication node set up by Cecil's people has been activated. On the other hand, it seems that the chaotic magic environment shrouding the western part of the continent is gradually recovering. It is said that we can now contact most of the country with the help of the new communication node."
"Well, I also received a message from Stella from the Ancestral Peak today." Camilla immediately forgot about the mechanical arm, and her expression became cheerful. "The aberrations moving towards the Ancestral Peak have all been cut off. Stella is going to send a troop of golems to support the frontline. Of course, this is under the premise that the defense of the Ancestral Peak is not affected. The commander-in-chief, Duke Bodwin, has agreed to this. Perhaps we will see the sprites active in the mountain barrier soon. "
Wycliffe nodded. He could not help but look at the rolling mountains in the east. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but the next second, a glow appeared between the mountains and the sky, interrupting him.
It was a layer of light purple and green light, like a large curtain hanging down from the clouds. It extended from the other side of the mountain range barrier, slanting across the vast sky, all the way to the sky above the Red Jade Forest. Its appearance was so sudden that there were no signs in the first two to three seconds of its appearance. As the light curtain floated, one could faintly see tiny sparks jumping between the clouds and the light, stretching out into a continuous stretch.
It looked like an aurora. But how could an aurora be seen in the central part of the continent in the Augori region?
More and more people noticed this unusual phenomenon. Some of the soldiers and civilians below the city wall began to point at the sky. Wycliffe finally reacted. He immediately turned to the Orc Chieftain beside him. "Camilla, what is that? Is that some new equipment developed by Cecil's people? Is it some kind of shield? "
"I didn't hear about it …" Camilla also looked at the light curtain that suddenly appeared in the sky and quickly spread to the surroundings. Her eyes widened as she muttered to herself, "I didn't hear about any new equipment testing … And look at the camp, it seems that the soldiers and officers of Cecil's people are also surprised …"
As soon as her voice fell, the curtain of light that filled the sky suddenly dissipated silently. Even the lightning that leaped in the clouds disappeared in an instant without a trace. Just like when it first appeared, it ended without any warning.
The whole process lasted less than a minute, but this unusual phenomenon had been deeply imprinted in the minds of all the witnesses.
"I think something is wrong …" Wycliffe's expression gradually became serious. "You're right. That thing should not be made by Cecil's people. And it started to spread from the east side of the mountain barrier, which is the direction of the wasteland … We'd better discuss it with Duke Bodwin. Maybe he knows something …"
…
"I think something is wrong."
At the top of the Ancestral Peak, a huge white tower inlaid with huge crystals stood proudly. Many magical devices and detection facilities around the tower were in operation. Stella, who was only the size of a palm, flapped her wings and hovered in front of an open-air detection facility. Looking at the data and changing patterns projected on the crystal, the Fairy King, one of Augoray's' Five Kings', slowly frowned.
Another flapping sound came from the side. A Fairy Technician, who was in charge of monitoring the main hub of the Ancestral Peak, flew to Stella's side. "You've also noticed that the parameters are not normal, right?"
Stella looked back at the technician. It was an adult fairy with light purple hair. Her body was also the size of a human palm, but there were two golem 'arms' the size of an adult's arm, made of adamantine, purple copper, and mithril floating around her. The two arms each held a tool for maintenance. They looked quite dexterous.
Fairies were a very small intelligent race. Their physical limitations made it difficult for them to directly use the tools and equipment created by most of the intelligent races on the continent, including the standard magical devices produced by Cecil's people. But the fairies had their own solution: as the most dexterous and magically talented tribe in Augoray, the fairies were extremely good at making all kinds of golems and delicate magical gears. Many years ago, they relied on the powerful golem army to build their own kingdom on the Ancestral Peak. And in the face of the new era of magical technology, they also relied on these convenient and handy magical 'tools' to become the best magicians and rune experts in Augoray's tribal kingdom.
"When did the readings start to fluctuate?" Stella nodded at the fairy who was controlling the two 'golem arms' and asked with a serious face, "Did this happen before the communication was restored?"
"No, the readings started to rise abnormally after the communication was restored. And as the chaotic magical environment around the Ancestral Peak gradually subsided, the readings reached a peak. Although it has started to fall now, but it is still very high," the purple-haired fairy said as the two golem arms floating beside her also gestured. "We have checked the Holme Crystal on the main tower and a few conversion matrices connected to the mountain's Magic Net. We have confirmed that the readings are not erroneous due to equipment malfunction."
"… It shows that there is a powerful magic power passing between several Magic Net hubs, but the source of the magic power is not from any of the Magic Net arrays." Stella looked back at the readings on the device beside her. "I don't get it … Did the Cecil technical experts say anything?"
"They're still in a meeting. I don't think they understand what's going on." The self-made sprite spread her hands, and the floating golem beside her spread her hands as well. Then, she showed a nervous expression. "My Queen, could it be that we've been causing too much of a ruckus recently and have disturbed the sleeping spirits of the ancestors in the Ancestral Peak …"
Stella did not wait for the fairy to finish before she waved her hand. "Impossible. A hundred years ago, when we activated 'Super Brawny' on the peak, the energy went out of control and struck half of the peak, but it did not wake the spirits of the ancestors. This is nothing."
"… That is true." The purple-haired fairy listened to the queen's explanation and felt that it made sense. "But how do you explain these abnormal readings?"
"I don't know. Anyway, let's package the data and send it to the Cecil people. After all, they invented this thing." Stella waved her hand. "Let's see what they can come up with."
The purple-haired fairy technician nodded and looked up at the pure white tower that stood proudly on the peak of the Ancestral Peak. Built by the Cecil people, it was the largest Mana Net hub in the western part of the continent and supported most of the central and northern parts of Ohgoray. It was now running. Several metal ring-like structures floating on the top half of the tower slowly rotated under the clear sky as a low and pleasant humming sound echoed in the sky. Everything seemed normal.
However, in a place where the fairies could not see, in a dimension that could not be observed with modern technology, a massive blue magical torrent was surging deep within the Ancestral Peak. Part of the torrent's edge had penetrated the mountain and entered the atmosphere, intertwining and flowing near the Mana Net hub. In the sky above the Holy Land of Ohgoray, which was deeply affected by the dark blue web, an invisible magical wave was coming from the distant Gondor wastelands, crossing the entire continent and spreading to every corner of the planet …
…
At the same time, in the Endless Ocean in the southwest of the Roland Continent.
Monstrous tides rolled close from afar. The dark sky was filled with aurora-like lights and thunderbolts. The wind was roaring, and the seawater was surging upward. The wind and the waves were beating the magnificent bows and sides of the iron warships nonstop. The large warships raised shields to resist the storms in the distant sea and turned on the rune arrays carved on the bodies of the warships to stabilize the currents and the bodies of the warships. With the power of technology, they turned themselves into steely mountains in the waves.
In the command center of the Winter, the flagship of the imperial fleet, Byron stood on the platform belonging to the captain, staring at the sea situation shown on the holographic projection. After a long time, he finally could not help but turn his head and ask, "Ms. Kassandra, are you sure we are on the right route?"
"… To be honest, I was really sure five minutes ago," the black-haired siren, who was called Kassandra and had a mole at the corner of her eye, said frankly. "But now I also feel that something is wrong."
"General, we have obviously encountered disordered turbulence. In theory, this thing should only appear in the distant sea," a Naga navigator said behind Byron. He had dark green scales, snake-like eyes, and a nautical instrument and amulet with deep-sea runes hung around his neck. "The fleet may have been pushed off the route by the storm, but it seems that the intensity of the storm will not increase. We'd better stay put and wait for the storm to end."
"… That's the only way," Byron said helplessly. "The defense system of the Winter and other ships can withstand this level of storm. Let's set the defense to the maximum and wait for the storm to end before confirming the deviation of the route."
After giving the order, the marshal of the imperial navy turned his head and looked at the red-haired lady standing on the other side of him. "Asalena, you go back to the cabin and rest first. After the storm is over, we may need you and the dragon riders to do aerial reconnaissance."
"Actually, I can also take a look," Asalena said casually. Her current identity was the "Dragonborn Commander" sent by the Dukedom of Holy Dragon. After the outbreak of the war, the Dukedom of Holy Dragon sent several troops to the front line of the Alliance, one of which was led by Asalena. She and her subordinates were incorporated into Byron's expeditionary fleet as the "shipborne air force." They were supposed to go to support the southern battlefield, but they were now trapped at sea by the storm. "I should be able to handle this storm."
"Don't mess around. I believe you can take off in this weather, but you can't land in this situation. God knows how long this storm will last." Byron shook his head. "Follow the arrangement. We will wait for the storm to end."
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