Two days later, the God-Making Divine finally ascended to a height of nearly five thousand meters above the ground.
Seen from afar, it resembled a mountain cone permanently fixed in the clouds, its shadow even obscuring a third of the Kingdom of Dawn, and advancing the afternoon twilight by several hours.
If the higher-ups hadn't prepared in advance, ordering civilians to stay indoors and implementing martial law in various cities, this anomaly alone would likely have caused the collapse of order.
Afterward, the God-Making Divine began to slowly advance towards the southeast of Graycastle, the moving silhouette of its shadow artificially creating a distinct "twilight line" on the earth. While Silence and Lord of the Sky Dome couldn't control the core instruments, they had no problem closing the Red Mist valves, which was at least one piece of good news—it wouldn't be spreading Red Mist everywhere.
Aside from monitoring the movements of the God-Making Divine, the Witch Union and the Graycastle Administrative Office were also busy. With their mutual cooperation, they traversed over half of Graycastle in just two days, transporting a magic core and related operators to the route that the floating land was about to pass over.
Unpacking the sealed wooden crate, Roland met Celine in the temporary warehouse set up at the camp.
“Whew… even if the vessel doesn’t need to breathe, this confined transfer is still quite uncomfortable.” She stretched out all her tentacles, as if giving a big stretch.
"Thank you for your hard work," Roland said sincerely. He certainly knew what it felt like to be confined in an immobile wooden box, especially for people with claustrophobia, the experience could definitely drive them crazy. If it weren't for the urgency of time and the large bombers capable of transporting heavy loads still being assembled, he wouldn't have wanted to use this method to transport an Ancient Witch.
"Compared to the suffering I've endured in the past, this discomfort is nothing." Celine turned left and right, "Speaking of which, I'm even more surprised that we're cooperating with devils—Your Majesty," it bent its main tentacle, suppressing the voice in its consciousness to the lowest level, "are you really sure about doing this? They are enemies without humanity or mercy, and deception is commonplace to them. Honestly, if it weren't you who proposed it, Erxia would definitely refuse the order."
"Rest assured, I know what I'm doing," Roland replied seriously in his consciousness, "The God-Making Divine must not fall on the territory of the Four Kingdoms, we cannot afford that loss."
"Choosing the lesser of two evils is a choice the Three Seats often have to make." Celine's voice suddenly softened a lot, "I trust your judgment."
“It’s a good thing Erxia isn’t the one operating the core instruments,” Roland said with a wry smile, “Otherwise, I’d have a headache.”
"You're wrong about that," Celine smiled slightly, "She did complain a lot after hearing about this, but it was Erxia herself who stuffed me into the box."
Roland paused, a warm current welling up in his heart.
"Alright, where is the High Devil you mentioned? I can't wait to board that floating city."
"Uh…" This reaction was somewhat unexpected, "You really want to go up there?"
"Of course! This is an opportunity to study a completely new core! Being able to use God's Stone of Retaliation to gather magic power and transform it into super buoyancy, just thinking about it is exciting!" Celine's tone suddenly changed, "Besides, it's a city of devils, a city! You know, no one has ever been able to invade a devil city during the entire Divine Will Battle, let alone occupy it!"
"Okay, you do make a good point..." Roland turned and walked towards a corner of the warehouse, "Come with me."
Passing through a specially made door, Hackzord and Serosahsi were waiting in the center of the room for the operation to begin. They were surrounded by dozens of God's Stone of Retaliation witches, the two sides staring at each other with wide eyes—although it was called cooperation, neither side truly felt at ease.
“This is…” Hackzord raised an eyebrow in surprise at the first sight of Celine, “A vessel from the underground civilization? A witch fused with it?”
"Haven't you guys done similar experiments?" Roland asked curiously.
"Only Nasopella would be willing to turn themselves into a monster." The Lord of the Sky Dome didn't seem to want to continue talking about this issue, "Now that you're ready, let's begin."
"The details of the operation have been discussed before, now that everyone is here, I'll reiterate the main steps." Roland looked around, "The core that controls the God-Making Divine is located at the lower level of the Obelisk, which is filled with Red Mist, so the main personnel involved will be God's Stone of Retaliation witches and the First Army. The possible enemies are Symbiotes, also known as Twisted Beasts, so no one is allowed to advance rashly—the First Army will set up defensive points in key positions, and only after the surroundings are safe can you approach the core. The main task of the God's Stone of Retaliation witches is to protect Celine, this will be entrusted to you two." He focused his gaze on Phyllis and Zoe.
The two saluted together, "Yes."
According to Hackzord, due to the early implementation of Plan No. 2, there are still about hundreds of thousands of Inferior Bodies and thousands of Mad Demons who haven't had time to leave. They originally obeyed the commands of the Dukes and wouldn't cause any hindrance. As for the High Devils who obeyed the Mask, they had already been "persuaded" by the Disaster of Silence. The only things that couldn't be controlled were the Twisted Beasts that had been created—although Hackzord had closed the doors of the Hatchery, no one knew how many Guardians were still wandering in the city.
"Then... let's go!"
Roland ordered.
Hackzord snapped his fingers, and a dark magic curtain unfolded behind him, accompanied by a veil of Red Mist.
The two Dukes disappeared into the distorted gate first.
Next were the God's Stone of Retaliation witches and Celine.
Then, the side door of the warehouse opened, and a thousand fully equipped soldiers filed into the teleportation gate.
The city-seizing plan officially began!
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"This is... the inside of a devil's city..." Celine couldn't help but exclaim. This was the first time she had set foot in the enemy's core area, and it was also such a close observation of the Obelisk. Although she knew it was extremely large, she still felt a sense of shock when she saw it up close.
Especially when they were at the bottom of the huge pit, this Red Mist tower that rose from the Mist Lake and was hundreds of meters wide was like a pillar supporting the sky.
"What are you planning to do?" Phyllis asked, while vigilantly surveying the surroundings.
"First, I need to connect my perception to the control core." She looked at the magic core rotating around the Obelisk above her head, "The core instruments can change their construction to achieve different abilities. As for whether to connect using 'Insight' or 'Balance', I have to try it to find out."
"Balance? Isn't that the name of a magic stone?"
"In a sense, the magic core and the magic stone are not much different. The biggest difference lies only in scale and complexity. In fact, after reading Ms. Isabella's research notes, I even feel that witches and they are not much different either—essentially, we are all using the same method to drive magic power."
Phyllis was silent for a moment and skipped the topic, "What happens after connecting?"
"Once connected, I can further analyze the core structure of the devils, just like using a magic stone to analyze the abilities of a witch. His Majesty's request is to make it land smoothly, so slowing down its effect should be achievable—this is much easier than creating a new ability."
"Ms. Phyllis, Celine," Brian walked over and said, "The First Army has completed its deployment. Now it's up to you."
Celine nodded with her main tentacle, then inserted it into the magic core that she had brought with her.
Soon, the inside of the core began to bloom with a brilliant blue light, slowly standing up from an inverted state and floating in mid-air.
A thin line quietly emerged and crawled towards the Obelisk little by little—this peculiar sight attracted everyone's attention. It was like a spider silk suspended above the Red Mist Lake, as if it had always existed, but only now was its outline revealed.