Chapter 2008: Travel Plan, High-Profile Appearance

Xia Duo's action of continuously teleporting the Floating City in this manner made the Northland Alliance Headquarters feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Although the trajectory of the frequently triggered Supermagic Events was not directly aimed at Evereska, it was clearly in the Northland.

Consequently, various nations—including Netheril, which had been urgently notified—sent Envoys one after another to investigate the situation. Given the trigger frequency of such Supermagic Events, combat was not the first choice.

On the other side, Xia Duo still acted as if nothing were the matter, rapidly approaching the battlefield. He was more aware than anyone of how great a reaction the existence of a Floating City would provoke.

However, his trip was largely to demonstrate a deterrent force. He did not care how many Supermagic Tickets he accumulated on his back. After he finished mediating the conflict between Eaerlann and Siluwende, if anyone still wanted to initiate a supermagic investigation against him, he would very cooperatively fly the Floating City to their doorstep and invite them to watch and investigate at their leisure.

But if, during the investigation, the Floating City happened to accidentally trigger its defensive mechanisms due to local air currents, causing some flowers and plants to be destroyed, Xia Duo would not be held responsible.

Long before the Floating City was even a glimmer of an idea, Xia Duo had planned to travel around the world with it once it was built. Now, he could almost put this matter on the agenda.

Or rather, Siluwende would be his first stop!

……

Central Siluwende, the small agricultural city of Aisena.

Seven Eaerlann Elite Mages, who originally belonged to different factions or held grudges against one another, had now completely cast aside their previous grievances and were working together with unparalleled tacit understanding to resist Siluwende's counterattack.

Yet, the advantage of the Ancient Fortress still made them difficult to fend off. If not for relying on flexible, close-range counter-measures, they might have already fallen into a desperate situation.

At the moment, they still had a path of retreat, but their subordinates—the kingdom's Elite Mages—could hardly escape. The Siluwende side had already locked down this area. If not for the fact that they were still resisting, the main force of Eaerlann Spellcasters in this battle would have suffered a devastating blow.

"Is there still no way to contact Taiweimansa?" Kesita managed to divert a sliver of his attention to ask the subordinate behind him, but the answer he received was still negative.

"Then what about Commander Adalier?"

"Also unable to make contact."

"Damn it!"

Kesita's gaze dimmed a little, but looking at the figure on the other side of the ritual Magic Array, fire could not help but erupt in his eyes again, and he complained once more:

"Atifeisi, is this how your Bemacher Philosophy Society conducts surveys? You didn't even know the fortress was controlled by Siluwende Elves!"

"Calm down, Kesita! Complaining about this now has no meaning. What we should be considering now is how to let the juniors below evacuate safely!"

"Then what do you suggest we do? Just stay in this stalemate, half-dead?"

"Kesita! What is this attitude? Wasn't it you who forcefully demanded we accept the order in the name of the commander? And now you say these things!"

"The commander's order also came from the higher-ups. The order was for us to seize the area where the fortress is located, and using the survey results of the Bemacher Philosophy Society was merely my suggestion. You agreed to it at the time too!"

"You use the orders from above to pressure me; could I have disagreed?"

……

Although they argued fiercely, there was no one dragging their feet when it came to Coordinated Casting, yet the situation was still sliding uncontrollably in a direction increasingly unfavorable to them.

Just as Kesita and the other Eaerlann Elite Mages were feeling despair at the increasingly irredeemable situation before them and preparing to abandon their subordinates to retreat on their own, an Elite Mage who could not keep up with the spellcasting rhythm and could only watch helplessly suddenly pointed in one direction and shouted shrilly:

"Look, what is that!"

The current situation was already near-desperate for these Eaerlann Spellcasters; in such a state, any slight variable could attract immense attention.

Even the Elite Mages who were currently concentrating on resisting Siluwende's counterattack could not help but look with expectant eyes in the direction the Elite Mage was pointing—

A regular azure sphere?

If looking only at the exterior, the Elite Mages might have thought it was just some kind of Illusion, or some unknown attack launched by the Siluwende Elves.

But at this moment, even across a distance of several thousand meters, that unmasked Magic Aura, dazzling as the sun overhead, signaled an incredibly clear fact—

That was a Magic Creation of immense scale and potentially immense power!

Immediately following, the Magic Aura radiating from the behemoth's body jolted, and the next moment, the Eaerlann Elves in the small city of Aisena discovered that the sky had darkened—

The azure sphere, which had looked huge from afar, had now appeared directly above their heads, like a giant screen, obscuring a large swath of the sky and filled with a sense of oppression.

"Lord Kesita, wh-what is that?"

"Destruction or salvation!"

Kesita looked up at the sky, muttering to himself. The destruction he spoke of was not just aimed at the Eaerlann Elite Mages under his command, but also included himself.

Among the Elite Mages participating in this battle, Kesita was considered on the older side, but in his 400-plus years of experience, he had never seen a Magic Creation with such abundant, or rather, vast, Magic Aura.

"Could it be an Artifact?"

Regarding the concept of an Artifact, Kesita had only heard of them and had never seen one with his own eyes. He had even once doubted the existence of Artifacts; after all, he had seen the main gods with his own eyes.

The weapons, equipment, ornaments, and Amulets used by the main gods did not have such a powerful aura. Perhaps the main gods did not deliberately display it, but it was enough to show the power of the giant creation before him.

Immediately after, he saw the powerful aspect of this giant creation—

In the sky above, beneath the giant creation, a dazzling halo of light suddenly erupted. This was light in Reality, not Magic Aura.

Accompanying the appearance of the halo, a few sparkling fine sands seemed to scatter in the air, but at this moment, the Elves below had no time to distinguish how many colors those fine sands had.

They noticed that the spell lock that had previously troubled the seven Elite Mages, 24 Senior Mages, and nearly a hundred Elite Mages disintegrated the moment the halo appeared.

At this moment, infinite vitality surged in Kesita's heart, and the nerves of the other Elite Mages, which had been tightly strung, also suddenly relaxed.

As for the other Senior Mages and Elite Mages, they revealed the look of those who had survived a disaster; many Elves even sat down on the ground without any grace, their expressions a mix of crying and laughing.

One really didn't know if they were frightened by the giant object overhead, or if they were unable to control themselves after being stimulated back and forth from despair to hope.

They knew that no matter how the situation developed next, it would not be the most desperate situation they had just been in!

……

Meanwhile, inside the Floating City.

Xia Duo was grinning as he recorded the uninhibited postures of the Elves below; these would be precious materials for the Scholars of Daxia Territory to study Elves in the future!

But for now, just recording a little is enough; the Floating City's debut has only just begun!