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Chapter 679 Who is calling the fleet?(1/2)

Since the fall of Heaven Mountain, under the influence of the chaotic and chaotic power of the void from the upper plane downwards, gradually, even the creatures on the main material plane have begun to clearly feel abnormalities.

The lightless nights are getting longer and longer, and even during the short days, the dark and gloomy sky is always filled with dark clouds and haze that persist all year round.

Extremely abnormal weather conditions such as drought, frost, hail, tsunamis, and tornadoes have become a daily occurrence.

The Druids of the Nature Sect on Moon Shadow Island were the first to feel this change.

"Mother Earth is heading towards weakness and death"

The high priest looked at the wheat fields outside the city that were gradually turning dark yellow due to lack of sunlight, and said tremblingly to Alicia II, who was frowning on the throne.

"All we can do is be patient and wait." Alyssa said, looking at the sea of ​​Sword Coast that already looked a bit indigo.

What she didn't say was that in today's Corell continent, perhaps the situation on Moon Shadow Island, where they live in a corner, is still relatively good.

Just as the queen guessed, this extreme climate that lasted for nearly thirteen years has already destroyed the already fragile agricultural ecology of the entire continent.

According to the news coming from the North, it is said that far to the east of the Aino Oak Desert, the countries headed by Unser and Seer have long been reduced to a scorched earth in order to plunder more food and resources for survival.

All the refugees with some information channels and abilities have long since abandoned their long-declined hometowns, and are using every possible means to move towards the west of the continent, towards the only northern land that can still barely rely on advanced magic technology to maintain agricultural ecology.

After more than ten years of net population migration, the cities in the North seem to be overcrowded.

In such a difficult and difficult situation, various doomsday theories naturally became popular and were widely spread by some well-intentioned people. However, under the guidance and control of the Silver Moon Federation and Jishui City officials, this theory gradually became unified:

When they encounter an irresistible catastrophe, the ark that saves the world will fall from the sky and carry them away from this sea of ​​suffering.

As for why you should do this?

Because there really is such an ark beneath the ground in their northern land.

And just three months ago, this magic ship, originally belonging to the Netheril Empire, had been completed ahead of schedule due to the almost sleepless and starry night work of a group of arcanists headed by Fisher, and it was completed ahead of schedule under the magic

With the cooperation of the goddess Anna and Icarus, who controls the magic network, the first small-scale internal test was completed:

The dwarf Medney and his wife who were far away in Moon Shadow Island came to this doomsday ark with his mother in prayer, using the trinity of the goddess of magic, the magic network host and the stone of destiny, which can be called an 'artificial divine kingdom'

.

Also participating in the test were the half-elf Miss Elline who was in charge of immigration at the Throne of Cormyr, and Silver Wing and others in the Silver Moon Federation.

The success of the internal test has greatly boosted the confidence of everyone involved in this project.

But the success of Ark's transformation does not mean that they have truly been saved. They also need a portal to escape from this cage-like world.

And their Majesty the Silver Dragon is leading the Abyss Expeditionary Army composed of the old tribe and billions of devils, using his own life as fuel to dig this emergency passage to salvation and the new world.

During this increasingly anxious wait, the only thing that made them happy was probably that after Asmodeus, the lord of hell, shattered the bloody battlefield and pushed the entire bottomless abyss into the sea of ​​chaos, the consciousness of the world

Under their protection, at least in the main material world where they are located, there is still no shadow of the legendary fallen angels.

Otherwise, based on the destructive power revealed by the other party in the intelligence, which is like locusts passing through and wiping out all living beings, I am afraid that all living things in the main material world would have been completely extinct long ago.

"No reply yet?" Elminster asked with a withered face in the light screen window.

Fisher, whose eyes were also bloodshot, frowned and shook his head.

"Your Majesty, how long has it been since they entered the steel ice field?" asked the countess next to them.

"One and a half months, to be exact, forty-three days." Fischer said with a dry throat.

The crowd immediately fell silent.

As usual, no matter how difficult the expedition is, they will maintain regular and frequent contact with each other.

But ever since the expeditionary force learned of their progress and plunged into the steel ice field, there seemed to be no news.

This is really worrying, and I can't even imagine what happened to that solitary troop.

At this moment, the communication indicator light in the bridge suddenly turned on, and everyone in the Ark heard a noisy but determined voice:

"This is the data center based on the layered framework of Magic Network.

"Let Fischezz and the others prepare quickly!"

Everyone suddenly stopped what they were doing and raised their heads, showing complex expressions of disbelief, excitement, or ecstasy.

The red-robed mage jumped up from his seat in excitement, his face looking a little ferocious due to his excessive emotion:

"It's the boss! It's the boss's voice! Haha! I knew it! I knew it!"

Soon Kaka’s voice followed:

"All crew members on the ship are in place and the ship is about to set sail.

"The countdown to the plane portal begins.

"Captain Fisher, Your Excellency Anna, in the name of Tiberius, prepare the authority to connect to the Sea of ​​Faith Source.

"The Doomsday Ark Plan is launched!"

"I've received it, Fisher is ready."

Fischer opened his eyes wide, and solemnly took out the tablet of destiny with 'administrator authority' that was entrusted to him by the Goddess of Magic from his chest, and slowly inserted it into the groove modified by the console.

middle.

"Roger, Anna is ready."

Anna, who was in the center of the Ark's data room, under the encouraging gazes of her mentor Elminster and her brother Kevin, inserted the staff in her hand toward the center of the magic circle, and the magic light track shone like running water.

There was no wind in the hall, blowing her robes loudly.

Under the influence of the preset magic, the space of the magic ship, which was not originally large, seemed to begin to fold up one after another.

"The main engine of the Ark, Icarus, is in place, power furnace, ignite."

In the Dark Territory, this Netherese magic ship that had been silent for more than three thousand years, now the Doomsday Ark, suddenly lit up with a warm orange light.

Under this trinity, the internal rules of the entire Doomsday Ark slowly began to change, just like a mobile kingdom of God located on the main material plane.

"The mage group has locked the coordinates of the lord, the super large teleportation array is in place, and the magic energy is being injected. It is expected to be opened in six hours." Carol reported in the channel.

"The source of faith is about to be connected! Prepare for refugee reception!"

"receive!"

"receive!"

As an extremely bright and grainy light flashed across the hall in the center of the Ark.

In an instant, countless figures appeared one after another out of thin air, with blank expressions on their faces, and the semi-mechanical voice of Icarus sounded in their ears:

"Welcome to Icarus Doomsday Ark, please keep calm and orderly, and follow the staff to move to the assigned living area."

This was a good start, but Fisher in the bridge frowned and said in the channel:

"Why are there so few people? What went wrong? According to this progress, we may not be able to complete a quarter of the migration plan in six hours!"

"The abnormal situation is being investigated, please wait." Icarus said.

"Should we ask Carol to delay the opening of the portal?" the Devil Countess asked.

Anna, the goddess of magic, said: "I'm afraid not. The bottomless abyss is rising and falling in the Sea of ​​Chaos all the time. Due to the information lag between planes and the technical adjustment of the super-large portal, we want to accurately target Tibi next time.

It will take at least eleven hours to determine Mr. Lius’s location and correct the coordinates.”

"The gain outweighs the loss. Then I'm afraid we must prepare for battle in advance." Fisher, who was in the bridge command center, leaned on the console and murmured.

Once the portal is opened, they will also encounter the tremendous pressure faced by the Abyss Expeditionary Force on the battlefield of Steel Plains.

As time passed slowly, this critical moment suddenly encountered an unexpected situation, like a huge mountain pressing on everyone's back, making them suffocated and breathless.

But Icarus, the host of Ark, has yet to receive an accurate response.

Finally, just before the portal was about to open, Anna, the goddess of magic with a somewhat desperate expression, spoke out a despairing possibility:

"The underlying logical rules of this world's beliefs are being artificially changed."

"Oh, it does seem like this." Wojin, the goddess of wealth, also exclaimed belatedly.

Icarus, as an artificial intelligence, cannot observe the changes in the rules of belief. God is the only one who can do this. However, she has a way to confirm this possibility and gave an affirmative answer:

"This possibility is very high."

Everyone in the ark fell silent.

Changes in the rules of faith would have been an unimaginable fantasy before the catastrophe of the saints.

But there was once a great being who successfully accomplished this and swept all the gods from the astral sky.

That is their lord, now the Grand Duke of Avernus, Tiberius.

But all the core family members know that it is not their lord’s own power.

But borrow the power of another terrifying existence

So, all this is self-evident.

"Has He penetrated to this extent?" Fisher murmured.

"Can't we immediately modify the teleportation mechanism of our Doomsday Ark as the rules of faith change?" Vol'jin asked in layman's terms.

At this moment, no one had the intention to laugh at this ignorant goddess. Fisher's throat was dry and he smiled miserably:
To be continued...
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