The airship slowly rose into the sky. After disappearing into the sea of clouds, the propeller of the pod's tail began to spin, tearing through the clouds and began to fly.
"Sir, this voyage is expected to take 14 hours. If there's extremely bad weather, it may be delayed by two to five hours. During this period, you can eat at the restaurant at any time, or you can ask the service staff to send your meals to your room.
I wish you a pleasant journey. " A young woman wearing a pleasing green thin dress said this in a polite manner similar to the flight attendants on Earth and brought Cyril into his room on the Storm.
The guest room on the airship was naturally not very big. It was no more than six to seven steps long and five steps wide. However, there was a big bed with a white goose down cushion.
There were wine racks embedded on the wall.
There were ice buckets filled with all kinds of delicious fruits on the bedside table, giving off an unusually comfortable feeling.
"I believe this will be the most comfortable long-distance trip in my life. Thank you." Slightly stunned by the unexpected good environment, the Fran King's secret messenger said to the woman who led the way politely.
"It's my honor to serve you, sir. Please ring the bell at any time if you need anything." The airship waitress flashed her white teeth and smiled formally. Pointing to a thin rope hanging on the wide beige sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling window, she said before turning around to leave the room.
After the woman left, the smile on Cyril's face immediately disappeared without a trace. With a grave expression, he muttered, "Even the tone and grammar of the fallen maids have become subtly different from before. This is simply an invasion of a 'powerful civilization'!
A new powerful god who rose from a savage island? Hmph, looks like this is a lie. Wizard, where did he come from … "
Recalling the ancient legend that when a mortal called out the name of a god, they would be able to sense it. The Fran King's secret messenger muttered and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
In his extremely wide field of vision, the white clouds that stretched as far as the eyes could see were glowing with a pale golden brilliance under the sunlight, gently swaying under the blowing of the high-altitude hurricane.
Looking down at the ground through the clouds, he could see pieces of green farmland, woodlands of different shades, undulating mountains, and rivers.
Even though he was experienced, knowledgeable, wise, and solemn, the magnificent and indescribable scenery that entered his eyes in an instant still made Cyril feel absent-minded.
It was not that he had never admired the beautiful scenery of the sea of clouds and the land from the sky, but he had to ask a great sorcerer to cast a spell or use a powerful alchemist to create a magic item. Now that it was easily reproduced on a common transportation tool, he was even more shocked.
Retracting his gaze in silence for a long time, the Fran messenger snapped back to reality and unknowingly sat on the sofa in front of the window. With a solemn expression, he began to rethink the countermeasures he should come up with after meeting the Wizard Li God.
Time passed slowly, and a few hours passed in the blink of an eye. When dusk approached, Cyril stopped thinking with a tired expression.
He stretched his neck and rubbed his growling stomach. Just as he was about to get up and head to the dining room to eat and rest, he suddenly saw a strange-looking square mirror on the table next to the sofa.
The back of the mirror was wrapped in a thick layer of leather that was still a little warm to the touch. The front was a gray translucent crystal that could reflect a person's blurred appearance, but it was not clear at all.
"It's obvious that I can make a strange thing that's even more transparent than the best crystal, but I can only make such a turbid mirror …" It was a common disease of the wise men to have exuberant curiosity all the time. Cyril picked up the square mirror and rubbed it with an inquiring expression. Without warning, he saw a sparkling light flashing under his fingertips.
The light was dim at first, but it gradually became brighter and brighter. It slowly spread to the entire mirror and slowly outlined a demon with a human head and a snake tail. Then, the picture began to move. Accompanied by a chant of 'God's creation, endless mystery,' it split into many half-inch square pictures.
"Holy scripture, legendary epic, love story, war chess …" The Fran messenger stared blankly at the magical square mirror in his hand and subconsciously read the words under the square pictures.
When his finger inadvertently clicked on the square picture with the war chess written on it, he saw that the picture changed again. It turned out to be the 'Flag of the Ages' game that the aristocratic men of the Green Leaf Mainland loved to kill time most of the time.
The jade chess pieces that were usually expensive to make had now turned into vivid moving pictures. From time to time, the knights would rein in their roaring war beasts, and the spellcasters would always shake the strange weapons in their hands …
Cyril slowly snapped back to reality and tentatively reached out his finger. Pointing at a green knight chess piece with his fingertip, he drew it forward. The mirror flashed and the chess piece suddenly grew bigger. It actually made a charging action and slashed a red chess piece into pieces before disappearing. Unfortunately, another red wizard chess piece immediately waved its hand to summon a ball of flame and turned it into a puff of green smoke.
"Who's playing chess with me?" Cyril turned the square mirror in his hand that was one foot long and half a foot wide, with a thickness that was not even as thick as a thumb, and his eyes widened.
No matter how wise the Fran messenger who was born in the Shrimp World No. 2 was, he could not understand the operating mechanism of this' biological tablet computer 'that combined the visual monitoring organ of an ancient biochemical weapon and the Earth's microcomputer manufacturing technology.
The emergence of this magical creation with the characteristics of both a biochemical and mechanical civilization also indicated that the land ruled by Zhang Lisheng's faith had begun to sprout its own unique civilization …
Due to the reason that he was surrounded by confusion and an inexplicable sense of uneasiness, Cyril did not go to the airship restaurant to fill his stomach all night. Under the same night sky, Zhang Lisheng was having a hearty meal in the Golden Flower Terrier Manor before meeting the 100 city garrison leaders selected by the Wizard Li paladin troop by drawing lots.
Even though the level of social civilization in the Green Leaf Mainland was only equivalent to the level of the Eurasian continent in the Middle Ages, due to the existence of spellcasting power, divine power system, and alchemy, the population was only slightly inferior to the modern Earth civilization, which was about 2.2 billion people. At this moment, one-fifth of this population was already living in the fallen land occupied by the Wizard Li.
With a population of more than 400 million, if calculated according to the ratio of army and people in the Wizard Li tribe, the number of warriors that could be transferred could reach nearly 50 million.
Of course, the favorable living environment of the mainlanders destined that it was impossible for them to be soldiers like the barbarians. In the era of separation before the Wizard Li attack, the total number of regular troops in the fallen land was only over four million. The reserve population could be expanded by four times, and the total number was only 16 million.
However, even with such a number, it was impossible for Zhang Lisheng to recover before he controlled the fallen land of the mainland like how he controlled the Wizard Li Archipelago. This paladin troop that was entirely composed of mainlanders now only had 400,000 people. They were scattered in more than 2,000 cities in the fallen land. There were only about 500 people in the big cities and less than 100 people in the small cities.
Fortunately, the paladins did not need to defend the city nor did they need to charge into the enemy's ranks. Their only role at present was to patrol the city to reassure the people and occasionally kill the heretics.
In the greenhouse of the manor that had been converted into a palace-style hall, Zhang Lisheng sat on a huge golden chair covered with long animal skin and inlaid with countless treasures. Looking down at the four rows of valiant paladins who were kneeling at his feet and praising his holy virtue and power loudly, a comfortable smile appeared on his face.
Being worshipped by the mainlanders who looked similar to Earthlings made the young man happier than being worshipped by the Hellfire tribesmen who looked like deformed midgets. After the Paladin chief, who was dressed in three different colors of red, blue, and yellow, had sung his praises, he waved his hand and pretended to casually say, "Actually, it's more admirable that a lost lamb knows how to repent.
Your sincere prayers have made me feel the sincerity of your faith. Stand up and sit anywhere you want. "
Upon hearing the command of the Wizard Li God, the paladin chief stood up silently and sat on both sides with their heads lowered according to their status.
What followed was just some stiff questions and answers. Zhang Lisheng expressed his value and expectations for the new paladin troop while the paladins, on the other hand, swore fervently to defend the majesty of the Wizard Li God.
Unknowingly, half an hour had passed and the meeting was coming to an end. However, a strange thing suddenly happened. When the young man said, "It's already late at night, all of you can leave now." After the hundreds of kneeling paladins stood up and slowly retreated, but there was still one person who remained kneeling on the ground.
Even though there was no need for any armed guards, in order to show the majesty of the god, Zhang Lisheng's temporary residence would inevitably be guarded by thousands of elite warriors. Upon seeing something strange happening, the empty space between the Wizard Li God and the kneeling paladin suddenly became densely packed with guards.
These divine guardians had protruding mouths and mouths full of fangs. Their limbs were slender, and their bodies were strong. Their bodies were covered with scales that constantly changed according to the external environment. Their hands and feet were all sharp claws. When they were about to launch an attack, the paladin who was kneeling on the ground suddenly said with a slightly trembling voice, "Your Great Majesty, please forgive my recklessness.
However, I do have something very important to talk to you alone. Please give me a chance. "
"Talk to you alone … I've just seen the information of you and the other paladin leaders. I remember that your name is Yeegan. You were once sold to the Wizard Li tribe by the Kattaman Trading Company with the identity of a laborer and stayed on Scorpion Island for a year. Even though you're cunning and conceited, you're actually quite docile.
After the Wizard Li expedition gained a foothold in the mainland, you relied on your combat energy and your initiative to win Tuan's favor and became a paladin leader. " Zhang Lisheng could not help but chuckle. Fortunately, he still waved his hand to stop the guard's attack. "What secret does a person like you have that's worth talking to me alone?"
"It's of great importance, Your Majesty. I-I can't tell you on this occasion," The kneeling paladin said in a dry voice.
"Alright then, I'll agree to your request. Follow me to the study room." Zhang Lisheng stood up and strode out of the greenhouse. He took a deep breath of the cool air outside and turned to look at Yeegan who was following closely behind him. "If you're deliberately mystifying me, I promise you'll regret it for the rest of your life.
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