Chapter 1821: Parallel Spacetime Displacement

Niya's heartfelt display warmed Xia Duo's heart, while her resolute gaze also caused Xia Duo to change his original thoughts; after a moment of hesitation, he told Niya his speculation regarding the Demon Descendant Elves and the potential for new turmoil in the Northland:

"For now, the Demon Descendant Elves are merely an internal matter for the Elves, but because of the existence of the Northland Alliance, it is not impossible that it will affect Netheril, or rather, it will certainly affect Netheril, and our greatest trump card is likely the Floating City."

"I understand. Starting tomorrow, I will devote more time to the construction of the Floating City," Niya said, leaning on Xia Duo's shoulder, her voice gentle yet incomparably firm.

At present, besides the remaining system designs that Xia Duo was still working on, what constrained the completion progress of the Floating City was the construction of the already completed systems.

The former was almost entirely completed by Xia Duo alone, while for the latter, if Xia Duo spent more time on the former, it would inevitably affect the latter; and Niya also had her own things to do, so the energy she could spare was very limited.

But now, hearing that there might be new turmoil in the Northland, Niya still decisively chose to prioritize the big picture.

Regarding Niya's choice, Xia Duo did not feel surprised; in fact, even without this matter, as long as he had a need, Niya would still support him without hesitation.

It was just that in ordinary times, he encouraged and supported Niya more in developing her own interests and career, rather than having everything revolve around him.

In his eyes, Niya was also an independent individual, not someone's appendage; he had always positioned Niya as a life partner and a collaborator in their future shared career, so how could he not give her the greatest support!

Perhaps it was precisely because he fully respected Niya's Personality and choices that Niya trusted and relied on him so much; after all, respect is always mutual.

Thinking this way, Xia Duo silently reached out and placed his hand into Niya's, then the two hands gripped each other tightly; for the rest of the time, neither of them spoke, just sitting there leaning on each other until noon.

……

On the other side, news of the destruction of the secret base in the Ansai Mountains inevitably reached the ears of the mysterious organization's high-level members.

Almost not long after Xia Duo and the others left, a group of Spellcasters hidden in black robes arrived at the ruins of the base; just as Xia Duo had guessed when he left, the cleanup work they had done at the end had not been able to deceive the mysterious organization.

After some investigation, the leader received a report from a subordinate: "There were four intruders in total, all Elves, but the spells cast by two of the Spellcasters were suspected to be Netheril Magic; as for the other two, one was a Sword Singer, and one was a high-level Mage."

Speaking to the end, the reporter hesitated again, "My lord, before them, a Divine Envoy had also descended; it should have been from the Kingdom of Radiance!"

"I am not blind; with so many traces of Holy Power left here, how could I not see it!"

The leader sighed deeply, the expression hidden under the black robe becoming unusually gloomy; Demon Descendant Elves were already a taboo in Elf society and had always been kept out of the A Fanduo Homeland, and now, a Divine Envoy from the Kingdom of Radiance had found this place—there could be nothing more tragic than this!

"But my lord, didn't the President have cooperation with the Kingdom of Radiance? How—"

"I don't know either, perhaps there was some misunderstanding! Clean up the traces here first; some things can be discussed later."

The leader quickly issued orders, but in reality, his heart was not as calm as he appeared; ordinary members of the organization might not understand the inside story, but as one of the de facto founders of the organization, he knew very well what the President's cooperation with the Kingdom of Radiance was about.

There had indeed been cooperation, but it was not done with their true identities; once their true forms were exposed, whether they could continue to enter the Kingdom of Radiance would be a problem!

The atmosphere within the organization was currently somewhat abnormal, and the leader had a rough idea of the reason, but he believed the President had the ability to control everything.

It was just that the recent succession of incidents made him extremely annoyed; first, the members in Evereska and Siluwende acted without authorization and actually assassinated a national leader, causing the organization's original plans to be greatly affected.

Now another base had been destroyed; although it was only an ordinary base, since it involved the Kingdom of Radiance, it was hard to say it wasn't some kind of bad omen.

While deep in thought, the subordinate reported again, "My lord, the ritual is ready; please take your position, my lord."

"Hmm."

The leader responded nonchalantly, walked to the ritual site where the other subordinates were gathered, and only then gradually adjusted his mood before calmly casting the spell.

As the spell progressed, the figures of all the black-robed Spellcasters became flickering and indistinct, like fine spots of light scattered when sunlight hits water.

At the same time, the scene inside the base also underwent an astonishing change; first, time flowed backward, and the figures of Xia Duo and his party appeared in the hall, continuing to retreat until they encountered a highly condensed, dazzling ball of light.

Although they failed to see through the details of the light ball, the reverse flow of time did not stop, and it had a tendency to become faster and faster; under such circumstances, the scene around the black-robed Spellcasters began to become blurred.

In the end, the scene became increasingly primitive, crossing the time of the base's initial excavation, and the scene around this group of Spellcasters had turned into unchanging rock.

By this time, just by looking at the changes in the surrounding scene, it was impossible to distinguish whether time was flowing backward or forward; just then, the spell finally changed—

A vast long river with no visible origin and no visible end appeared around the group of black-robed Spellcasters, and as the spell continued, countless tributaries branched out from the vast long river.

Subsequently, supported by the will of the Coordinated Casting participants, the will of the ritual leader broke through the dimension, squeezed into the unknown space above the long river, and used this as a fulcrum to continuously search downward.

Just like that, it was unknown how much time had passed when the long river collapsed with a boom, scattering in all directions; only a Projection of one tributary was completely stabilized under the effect of the spell.

And in another dimension, the bodies of the group of black-robed Spellcasters also seemed to become scattered like spots of light in water, and around them, the scene that was originally the interior of the base had completely turned into solid rock.

When the spots of light completely dissipated and everything returned to calm, it was still solid rock here, as if it had always been this way from ancient times to the present.

In another, more massive and complete underground space, on a Magic Array that occupied an area as large as the Ansai base, the light twisted for a moment, and a group of black-robed Spellcasters appeared here abruptly.

As soon as they appeared, they collapsed powerlessly onto the Magic Array, seemingly having suffered a great impact, to the point where they could not even take care of themselves.

But inside the base, this situation was clearly not the first or second time; soon, a team of Elf Warriors wearing armor trotted into the Magic Array area and helped the group of black-robed Spellcasters up.

When the leader woke up and took off the black robe, he was revealed to be a dignified middle-aged Gold Elf, without a single trace of demon characteristics.