A few chats with friends made Wycliff, who had just returned from the medical ship to the surface, regained some of his former feelings. He let out a gentle breath in the cold wind in late winter and early spring, and his eyes turned to the military camps outside Hongyu City that had just been built not long ago and various vehicles that were shuttled between the military camps. His tone was filled with emotion: "Many people say that the Cecils are like ghosts and gods in the field of infrastructure, but until I saw with my own eyes how these camps and roads were covered with Hongyu City in a few days, I finally understood the meaning of this sentence. It's okay to say anything else. How did they build so many barracks from the foot of the city wall to the edge of the forest in a few days?"

"Throw it directly from the sky," Camila shrugged, "Just as you wait for the doctors to screw your new arm, they sent two air forts from the rear, called the "frontline engineering ship", which was filled with such square 'container rooms' like piles of boxes, and then airdropped them directly to the plain..."

Wycliff was stunned. After a while, he used the alloy hand to touch his nose bridge. While feeling the touch of metal and skin, he muttered: "I'm narrow-minded..."

But Camilla's eyes were always focused on the robotic arms of the human king. She looked at the mechanical aesthetics of the armor, joints and connecting tubes. If it were not for the identity of the chief, she would have said "detached it for me to play with". Of course, this unconcealed gaze could not escape Wycliff's eyes. The human king couldn't help laughing, waved his arm in front of Camilla, and the nerve signal immediately activated some mechanism of the robotic arm. With a "buzzing" sound, the armor near his wrist suddenly bounced open, and an energy blade filled with arcane glow instantly condensed in the air, and the bright light shone in the eyes of the orc chief.

Camilla suddenly let out an exaggerated shout: "Woohhh"

Wycliff smiled again, flipped his wrist casually, and the energy blade dissipated. His mechanical palm suddenly cracked from it, revealing a ring-shaped rune structure and crystal array. A small arcane missile launcher appeared in front of Camilla.

"This thing is much more useful than your killing axe," said the human king to the chief proudly. "The doctors said that since I am a powerful extraordinary person, able to support greater magic consumption, I stuffed many experimental weapons into my robotic arm now you are no longer my opponent."

"Oh," Camilla exclaimed again, then her eyes narrowed, "Can you take it off and play with me for two days?"

"That certainly won't work," Wycliff refused without hesitation, and quickly restored his arm to its original state. Then he took out the pipe and held it in his mouth while igniting it with an arc shot out from the fingertips of the robotic arm. "After this is installed, it will be like the original arm, and the nerves and bones are connected together. I'll show you..."

Camilla's ears shook, and there was a clear look of regret on her face. She lowered her head and looked at her arm, muttering in a low voice: "Then why would I better cut my arm and change it to the same as you..."

Wycliff did not respond this time, but just glanced at the orc chief casually. As a "colleague" who is also one of the "Five Kings" and friends who have known for many years, he knew too much that this big cat had a brain circuit and could divert attention at any time. Basically, except for holding a slashing axe, Camilla had no interest in anything since she was a child. It could last for more than three days. Looking back, she found something interesting for her to divert attention, and she would definitely forget about this.

Of course, it is best to think about something to change the topic now.

"Our communication with the Ancestor Peak has been restored," Wycliff said suddenly. "On the one hand, the air communication node laid by the Cecils has been started. On the other hand, the chaotic magic environment that seems to be shrouded in the western part of the mainland is gradually recovering. It is said that we can now contact most of the country with the assistance of the new communication node..."

"Well, I also received the news from Stella from the Ancestor Peak today," Camilla immediately forgot about the robotic arm, and her expression became pleasant. "The distortions moving towards the Ancestor Peak have been cut off. Stella is preparing to send a golemn force to support the front line, of course, without affecting the local defense of the Ancestor Peak. The commander-in-chief Duke Bodevin has agreed to this matter. Perhaps in a short while we will see the fairies active in the mountain barrier."

Wycliff nodded, his eyes couldn't help but turn to the rolling mountains in the east. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but the next second, a glow that emerged from the mountains and the sky interrupted his movements.

It was a layer of light mixed with lilac and green, as if it was a large curtain hanging from the clouds. It spread from the other side of the mountain barrier, leaning across the vast sky and spreading over the Red Jade Forest. It appeared so suddenly that there was no warning even in the two or three seconds before its appearance. And between the floating light curtain, you could vaguely see lightning-like shattered sparks jumping between the clouds and the light, stretching into pieces.

That thing looks like an aurora, but how can it be seen in the Augustrey area in the middle of the continent?!

More and more people noticed this abnormal celestial phenomenon. The soldiers and people under the city wall began to point fingers at the sky. Wycliff finally reacted and immediately turned his head to ask the orc chief beside him: "Camilla, what's that? Is that new equipment developed by the Cecils? Some kind of shield?"

"I haven't heard of it..." Camilla also looked at the light curtain that suddenly appeared in the sky and quickly spread around, and widened her eyes and muttered to herself, "I haven't heard of any notification of new equipment testing... And look at the camp, it seems that the Cecilian soldiers and officers are also surprised..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the light curtains that filled the sky suddenly disappeared silently, and the lightning that jumped in the clouds disappeared instantly without a trace, just as it appeared, ended without warning.

The whole process lasted less than a minute, but this strange astronomical phenomenon has been deeply imprinted in the minds of all witnesses.

"I think this is a little wrong..." Wycliff's expression gradually became serious. "You are right. That thing should not have been made by the Cecils, and it began to spread here from the east side of the mountain barrier, which was the direction of the wasteland... We'd better go and discuss it with Duke Berdevin, maybe he knows something..."

...

"I think this is a little bit wrong."

On the towering top of the Ancestor Peak, a huge white tower with huge crystals embedded above stood proudly on the top of the mountain. Many magic devices and detection facilities around the tower were operating. Stella, who was only the size of a palm, flapped her wings and hovered in front of an open-air detection equipment. Looking at the data projected on the focus crystal and the changing patterns, the fairy king, one of the "Five Kings" of Augurai, slowly frowned.

Another sound of flapping wings came from the side, and a fairy technical boy who was responsible for monitoring the Ancestor Peak Magic Net General Hub flew to Stella: "You also found that the parameters were abnormal, right?"

Stella turned her head and looked at the technical boy flying over. She was an adult fairy with long light purple hair. She was also the size of a normal human slap, but there were two golem "arms" made of pure gold, copper and mitral floating beside her. The two arms each grabbed the tools used for maintenance equipment, and looked quite clever.

Fairies are a very small intelligent race. Physical limitations doom them to find it difficult to directly use the tools and equipment created by most intelligent races on the continent. This naturally includes the standard magic equipment produced by the Cecils, but the fairies have their own solutions: as the tribe with the most skillful and magical skills of Agure, the fairies are extremely good at creating various golems and exquisite magical mechanisms. Many years ago, they relied on the powerful golemn army to establish their own kingdom at the Ancestor Peak. When facing the magic technology of the new era, they also rely on these convenient and useful magic "tools" to become the best magic technicians and rune experts in the Ogure Tribe.

"When did this fluctuation start to occur in the reading?" Stella nodded to the fairy who was controlling the two "godgebone arms" in front of her, and asked with a serious look, "Is this happening before the communication is restored?"

"No, the readings have started to rise abnormally after the communication is restored. Moreover, as the chaotic magic environment near the Ancestor Peak gradually faded in the past two days, the readings' rising speed once reached its peak. Although it has begun to fall back, it is still very high," said the purple-haired goblin, and the two golem arms floating beside her, followed by a striking gesture. "We have checked the Hom crystal on the main tower and several conversion matrices connected to the mountain magic net to confirm that it is not an incorrect reading caused by a device failure."

"...This shows that a powerful magic power is passing between several magic network hubs, but the source of magic is not any magic network array," Stella turned back and looked at the reading on the device next to her, "I don't understand... what did those Cecil technical experts say?"

"They are still in a meeting to study, and I can't figure out what's going on," the spontaneous fairy spread her hands, and the golem's arms floating beside her also spread out. Then she showed a little nervous expression, "Queen, can it be that our troubles have been too much recently, which has disturbed the spirit of the ancestors who sleep in the Ancestor Peak..."

Stella waved her hand hard without waiting for the other party to finish her words: "Impossible. A hundred years ago, when we activated the 'super strong' on the top of the mountain, we lost control of the energy, and caused lightning to slash half of the mountain without waking up the ancestor's spirit. This is where we go."

"...This is true," the purple-haired fairy immediately felt that it made sense when listening to the queen's explanation, "but how should we explain these abnormal readings now?"

"I don't know if I package the data and send it to the Cecils first. After all, they invented this set of things," Stella waved her hand, "Look back and see what they can develop."

The purple-haired goblin technical boy nodded, then looked up at the pure white giant tower standing proudly on the top of the Ancestor Peak Mountain. The construction led by Cecil, which supports the magic net energy supply in most parts of central and northern Auguste. The largest magic net hub in the western part of the continent is operating. Several metal ring structures floating in the upper half of the tower are slowly rotating in the clear sky. A low and pleasant buzzing sound echoed high in the sky, and everything seemed to be normal.

However, in places that the fairies cannot see, in the dimension that is unobservable by technical means, an extremely large-scale torrent of blue magic power surged deep in the Ancestor Peak. Some edge branches of this torrent penetrated the mountain and entered the atmosphere, intertwined and flowed near the Magic Net Main Hub. Over this "Augur Holy Land" deeply influenced by the deep blue Net, an invisible magic fluctuation was coming from the distant Gondor wasteland, across the entire continent and spreading to all parts of the planet...

...

At the same time, there was endless ocean in the southwest of Loren continent.

Huge waves rolled in from afar, and the dark sky was filled with light like aurora curtain and thunder. The wind was howling and the sea water surged. The wind and waves kept slamming the majestic bows and side of the steel warship. Large warships supported shields to resist the storm of the distant seas, opened the rune matrix engraved on the ship, used to stabilize the current and the hull, and relying on the power of technology to turn themselves into a stable steel peak in the waves.

In the command center of the Imperial Fleet flagship Winter, Byron stood on the platform belonging to the captain, staring at the sea situation map presented on the holographic projection. After holding it in for a long time, he finally couldn't help but turn his head and asked, "Ms. Kassandra, are you sure we are on the right route?"

"…To be honest, I was really sure five minutes ago," said the black-haired Siren, known as Cassandra, who had a tear mole on the corner of her eyes, and was very frank, "but now I also think something is wrong."

"General, we obviously encountered disordered turbulence. Theoretically, this thing should only appear in the far sea," said a Naga Navigator behind Byron. He had dark green scales and snake-like eyes, and sailing instruments and amulets with deep-sea runes hanging 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 anymore. We'd better wait until the storm ends."

"...this is the only way," Byron said helplessly. "The protection systems of the Winter and other ships can withstand this level of storm. We will drive the protection to the maximum and wait until the storm is over before confirming the deviation of the route."

After giving the order, the Imperial Marshal turned around and looked at the red-haired lady standing next to him: "Asharena, you go back to the cabin to rest first. After the storm is over, we may need you and the Dragoons to do air reconnaissance together."

"Actually, I can take off the air now," Asharena said casually. Her current identity is the "Dragonborn Commander" sent by the Duchy of Holy Dragon. After the war broke out, the Duchy of Holy Dragon sent several troops to the Alliance front, one of which was led by Asharena. She and her subordinates were incorporated into Byron's expeditionary fleet as "ship-based air force". She was originally going to support the battlefield on the southern front, but she did not expect that she was trapped on the sea by the storm. "I should be able to deal with this kind of storm."
Chapter completed!