Chapter 619

The whole scene is actually quite awkward, like a boss walking into a subordinate's breakroom. The goblins look at each other, at a loss.

Of course, Ang cannot perceive this awkwardness. Instead, he carefully observes the equipment in the cabin. Although it is not much different from a goblin airship, there are many differences in the details, such as the addition of many devices made of 'light', like the light sphere in front of the porthole.

Ang casually pinches it.

"Ah!? My lord... My..." Markol is terrified. That is a positioning sphere! Without this thing, his airship cannot identify its location at all, let alone know which direction to fly. And this thing cannot be picked... up?

Ang easily pinches the light sphere with three fingers and lifts it from the base. Markol can only swallow the rest of his words.

Is... is a Light Architect this powerful? Can he even pinch a positioning sphere?

This is like a Fire Mage conjuring a fireball and then playing with it in their hand. How exquisite must one's control over elements be to achieve this?

Ang takes a look inside the positioning sphere and immediately understands its operating mechanism because it is too familiar: the faith network, nodes, corresponding to Lisa, Silver Coin, Anthony, and others. This is a node equivalent to a faith network.

As long as this node exists, its relative position to other nodes can be determined from the network.

Ang probes his will inside and sees a huge network with at least several thousand nodes. If every node is a goblin airship, does that mean there are several thousand airships nearby?

"Several thousand airships? That many? If there are four people per airship, wouldn't that be tens of thousands of people?" Nigris says in surprise.

Ang puts the positioning sphere back on the base and starts fiddling with an eyepiece on the porthole. As he moves the eyepiece, the large telescope outside the cabin moves in sync.

Ang has seen the telescope in Deity Diluni's Astrology Tower, so he knows a little about how to use it. He puts his eye up to it, but it is pitch black and he can't see anything.

He looks up at Markol with some confusion. Markol immediately rubs his hands together awkwardly and says: "This is a creation of goblin engineering. It's normal for Lord Light Architect not to have seen it. It's too dark; there is no light in the void, so the telescope is just a decoration. Unless it's a luminous object, you can't see anything at all."

Then, as if thinking of something, Markol says: "Oh, after entering the void, the engineers made some modifications and installed a fill-light mirror. It's here."

Markol points to a hole on the side of the eyepiece and says: "Lord Light Architect, you can cast a Flash spell or other light-based magic here. The light shines over and reflects back, and then you can see."

Ang reaches out and casts a Flash spell into the hole on the side. Sure enough, the eyepiece lights up, revealing a small dot—another goblin airship.

Ang casts another Flash spell, but his eyes aren't at the eyepiece; he looks at the telescope outside, but he doesn't see the telescope emitting any light.

Nigris thinks for a moment before saying: "It might be filtering out visible light. In that case, unless the airship on the other side happens to be looking in our direction with a telescope, they won't be able to detect this observation. It's a bit like your soul perception—a very clever design."

An undead's soul perception also radiates soul fluctuations, which reflect back after hitting an object, allowing the soul to perceive it.

At close range, soul perception perceives more things, but beyond a certain range, the soul cannot perceive anything.

So sometimes seeing skeletons or zombies wandering a few hundred meters away while ignoring you is not strange, as it is beyond their soul's perception range.

The stronger the soul, the larger this perception range. It can be further improved through certain means, such as the soul helmet Ang obtained earlier; wearing it allows soul fluctuations to be more concentrated, increasing the perception distance.

That helmet was likely originally designed for low-level skeleton warriors. Ang learned Soul Armament quickly, so such a helmet became meaningless to him.

Ang continuously casts Flash spells, and the telescope instantly turns into a searchlight, continuously shining into the distance.

Ang slowly moves the eyepiece, taking in the pitch-black void in the distance.

Goblin airships float in the void. Most are the size of this one, but there are a few particularly huge ones with strange shapes that don't look like goblin airships, but more like flying buildings.

These airships are scattered over a wide area, and it's unclear what they are doing.

Nigris shares Ang's vision and says in surprise: "Wow, very practical technology. There are too few means to observe objects in the void. Ang, find a way to get this technology."

"Oh," Ang nods, walks to Markol's side, grabs him, and stuffs him down.

Markol is stuffed into the Palace of Rest.

The other three goblins haven't reacted yet when Ang pounces on them and does the same, stuffing them all into the Palace of Rest.

"..." Nigris is silent for a long time before saying weakly: "Your method is a bit too crude."

156n.

However, it also understands that letting Ang farm is fine, but stealing other people's technology is too difficult. It's better to just rob them; this is the method most suitable for Ang.

Markol and the others, having suddenly changed environments, don't react for a long time. It isn't until a small yellow book flies in front of them that they realize: So Lord Light Architect isn't really a Light Architect? But an enemy?

"Alright, I'm going to separate you four now and ask you questions. You must answer truthfully. Whoever dares to lie will have their 'thing' cut off, then reattached, then cut off again. Lie once, cut once. Do you hear me?!" Nigris threatens.

The four goblins feel a chill in their crotches and think to themselves: That thing isn't a leek; can it really be cut repeatedly?

It isn't until Ang demonstrates by cutting off a thumb and then reattaching it with healing that they understand why it can be cut repeatedly.

After a detailed interrogation, the four goblins scramble to say everything they know, fearing that if they speak too slowly and their companions say it first, they will have their 'things' cut off.

After the detailed interrogation, Nigris finally knows where they come from.

These goblins come from the Chaos Plane and followed their god to this place. They are preparing to seize the body of a super-lifeform, and these goblins are scattered in the void to keep watch.

The specific way of keeping watch is to stay scattered in the void to see if anyone blows up their airships. If one is blown up, the people behind will know.

"... What a simple way to keep watch. Now that I've captured you all, won't your companions in the rear know?" Nigris asks.

Markol says hesitantly: "Probably not. Unless you blow up our airship, or we don't answer during the three-hour routine report, they won't know for the time being."

Not long after he finishes speaking, Ang hears a call from the communicator. Ang drags Markol out and friendly pinches his neck, making him reply to the communication.

Markol replies to the communication in a stiff tone, and then his stomach actually starts to rumble.

Markol asks awkwardly: "My lord, can I get some food? I'm a bit hungry."

Ang nods in agreement, and Markol takes several paper bags from a cabinet nearby. When Ang stuffs him back in, he shares them with the other three goblins.

The other three goblins are clearly hungry too. They cautiously open the paper bags, which contain a dozen dried-out roasted bugs. They pinch one, put it in their mouths, and chew carefully.

Nigris can't help but ask: "You don't usually eat this kind of stuff, do you?"

Markol shakes his head: "Of course not."

Nigris is a bit disappointed; it thought the goblins were so miserable that they ate this stuff every day.

"Roasted meat jerky is only for when we're on field duty. Usually, we eat algae paste; that's even worse, it tastes like grass," Markol says with disgust.

Meat jerky? Isn't this roasted bugs? This stuff is already bad enough, right? Is there anything worse than this? Nigris can't help but think of the Warlock Alliance's nutrient cakes. Could it be that kind of stuff?

And how does he know what grass tastes like? Could it be that he has eaten grass before?

How pitiful. Nigris asks with schadenfreude: "Have you ever eaten beetroots? Moist, sweet, crisp beetroots? Or rice? Rice so firm that chopsticks stand upright? Or fragrant wheat bread baked to a golden brown? Or roast meat? Roast mushrooms? Steamed bear paw?..."

With every item mentioned, the four goblins can't help but swallow, and the roasted bugs in their hands instantly feel less appetizing.