At this moment, 'Noah's Ark' is like a besieged city. Countless ordinary people who have not been able to board the ship are trying their best to get a ticket, but some people who were forced into it want to leave.

Jose is one of them.

He was lucky. As Sigrit's vassal, and with the same major and research direction, Jose was almost one of the first people to be put on the list by Brad himself.

But at this moment, in the severely overloaded cabin, this arcane researcher looked at the gorgeous but dark clouds in the star realm with a melancholy face.

After sighing for an unknown number of times, he opened the second-hand personal information terminal given to him by his wife. As the magic light screen popped up, the desktop background was a family portrait of their family:

Although Jose in the picture is wide, fat and bald, his face is still bright.

His wife is not beautiful, but she is more dignified, and the faces of his two children are full of worry-free smiles.

Unfortunately, he no longer knows whether he can return to the empire and return to his people.

Whenever he thinks of this, it feels like an invisible hand is tugging at his heart and ravaging it, causing heartache.

When he was tossing and turning and unable to sleep, in order to calm his anxious mind, he opened the information terminal again and started writing a diary. This is also a habit he has maintained for many years:

Nether June 15, 3520:

"I must admit frankly that my initial speculation was still a bit too subjective and unfair.

"Because on this magic ship, there are not a few people like me who are forced to be separated from their families. In other words, the vast majority of people on this ship are like this, and in comparison, most of them are younger than me.

Much.

"This is also a compromise made after wrestling between the parties, or due to the intervention of His Majesty Karsus' will.

"At least this way, the fire of Netheril can appear more energetic.

"I have to admit, although those guys are annoying, they are at least convincing in terms of ability.

“With just a bunch of new recruits who have never been on the battlefield, we actually defeated a group of Githyanki who tried to hijack a magic ship.

"Of course, the biggest credit goes to our captain Brad.

“I couldn’t believe my eyes at the time. The great arcanist, who was privately rated as the best by the arcanists, cut a Githyanki pirate ship in half with just one blow!

"Even Captain Brad himself seems a little unbelievable that his arcane magic can exert such power in the star realm.

"The achievements of the empire are ultimately based on these arcane masters.

"Perhaps the only ones who deserve sympathy are the crew members. They have been squeezed out of at least three-quarters of their quota, and now they have to bear at least several times the original maintenance and service work.

"Right now, the only motivation that keeps me alive is that through observation and comparison of the star realm, I discovered that our magic ship did not seem to be flying aimlessly, but suddenly started flying at full speed three days ago.

Sailing.

"Is the so-called search for the ultimate weapon against Feilin Mokui, promoted by the upper echelons of the empire, actually true?

"Do I really have a chance to return to the empire to defeat the Phailin Demon Kui and reunite with my family?"

Just when Jose stopped writing in his diary, and his expression became increasingly confused and entangled, he suddenly felt dizzy, as if he had passed through a portal.

At the same time, he saw with disbelief that the mechanical clock on his personal information terminal began to rotate crazily and irregularly, and the mana light screen that originally stayed on the diary interface also continued to flood like water.

There were ripples, and even the content on it changed rapidly!

The entire cabin suddenly sounded a piercing alarm:

"Warning! A large amount of psionic energy contamination of the target has been detected!

"Warning! A large amount of psionic energy contaminating the target has been detected!"

Immediately afterwards, the voice from Captain Brad sounded calmly:

"All crew, assemble on the bridge."

Jose raised his head suddenly and was shocked to find that the scenery outside the window had changed at some point. It was no longer the dim nebula that was so beautiful at first but would make people feel melancholy after a long time. Instead, it was a smooth rock wall tunnel.

.

"Where on earth have we arrived?"

“What on earth is this place?”

"Why do phaerinns appear?"

At the same time, Brad and Sigrit also saw the source of Ikaros' so-called nether energy pollution target through the light and shadow images detected by the magic ship, and then slowly clenched their fists.

The strange creatures, whose entire bodies were like tentacles and had only giant mouths, rolled aimlessly in this floating mountain range.

Although they still look a little different from the magic sunflower specimens I saw in my teacher's laboratory, and their body shapes are even more different.

But when Brad saw them for the first time, he could already conclude that these giant twisted creatures

It’s the Felin Demon Sunflower!

In other words, at least they are unknown creatures of the same type and origin!

Soon, as the order was issued, everyone except the crew members from various departments gathered in the bridge hall, their eyes blank and uneasy.

But soon someone noticed the giant creature on the screen that was squirming like tentacles and eating the rock and soil, and exclaimed:

"Phayling magic sunflower!"

"What? The phaerinn?"

"Captain Brad, where did you take us? You must give us an explanation!"

For a time, panic and despair began to spread.

Brad, holding the staff, paused, looked around at everyone and said:

"I don't know why the phaerinn appears here.

"But does anyone still remember the mission the empire gave us before we set off?"

Someone immediately expressed despair and questioned:

"But shouldn't this be a propaganda tool used by the empire to inspire people?"

Brad didn't choose to respond.

"Icarus, bring up the exploration map."

Following his call, the picture on the light screen suddenly changed. The terrifying indescribable creature disappeared, replaced by a circular three-dimensional image.

It was an empty terrain. The entire complex floating mountain model with dense tunnels was filled with dense scarlet light spots. Only in the center of the mountain, there was a dark hole that was safe. At the same time, a

Fluctuations in signals are constantly coming from within.

Brad took a deep breath, then looked around at everyone and said:

"Sorry, before that, I had doubts about the authenticity of this information, and we didn't even have definite coordinates before we set off.

"But luckily or unfortunately, we detected its signal three days ago.

"We may have found the ultimate weapon that His Majesty Karsus said can be used to deal with, or at least be able to fight against, those phaerimms.

"Look, where it is, you can't see any magic sunflowers within a hundred miles.

"This is enough to show that as long as we can successfully bring it back to the empire, even if we cannot defeat them, we can at least ensure that

"Our empire, our hometown, the hope of survival!"

Hearing this, everyone in the hall involuntarily raised their heads, with complicated but hopeful light in their eyes.

Each of them has more or less concerned family members who were unable to board this 'Noah's Ark', and can only despair in that desert, waiting for the end of the world to come.

At this moment, a young arcanist suddenly spoke:

"Sir Brad, please believe in our determination to rescue the empire, but the problem now is

"There are too many magic sunflowers. These creatures are extremely sensitive to magic energy. Even the great arcanists have not yet found a way to deal with them.

"We simply can't get into the heart of the mountain hollow.

"If we act rashly, we will destroy the last vestige of the empire."

When everyone heard these words, their eyes immediately became sad.

"No, if our purpose is just to seize the target and rescue the empire, there is still a way."

It was Sigrit who spoke, but as soon as she finished speaking, Brad's expression became a little ugly.

"What method?" The arcanist from before seemed to have thought of something, and asked with a change of expression.

At this time, some people began to recognize this arcanist, who seemed to be a disciple of Grofal, the famous great arcanist of Nether.

A strange school of thought with the academic direction of "deceiving the gods to obtain divine favor"

Its name of "Meditative Prayer Method" is also widely spread.

And he should be the only candidate from that master's school who is qualified to board the ship.

Sigrit wanted to continue, but Brad beat her to it and said:

"Taking advantage of Mo Kui's sensitivity to magic energy, all arcanists flew off the magic ship in batches to engage with Mo Kui.

"Then the power source of the spacecraft is turned off halfway, and it relies on inertia to rush deep into the mountains.

“In this way, there is a chance of success.
To be continued...