"Target the seabed far away, activate the lightless moon... no, activate the magic spire array, and activate the fusion spell [Light of Purification]."
He wanted to test the power of the floating city, but before he finished speaking, Anvis changed his mind temporarily.
The launch of the Sunless Moon is too noisy. Even if it is tested deep in the endless sea, it is likely to attract some unnecessary attention.
A secret weapon is at its most powerful when it debuts for the first time.
"Your will, Your Majesty the Controller——"
Following Anvis' thoughts, the surface of the floating city suddenly lit up slightly. The huge magic power converged along the magic energy circuit towards the six slender platinum-gold spiers at the end, forming a complete magic array with six base points.
Amidst the slight buzzing sound, a bright white-gold beam of light shot out from the center of the magic array, instantly penetrating the unknown depth of the endless sea and bombarding the ancient seabed.
The next moment, the originally blue-black water was instantly illuminated, and endless white-gold light burst out from the bottom of the sea, just like a nascent sun rising from the bottom of the sea!
"The magic energy spire array has entered the cooling stage, countdown: three minutes. The inscription circuit loss level is 2.6%."
Listening to Bomia's self-examination report, Anvis was quite satisfied with the test results.
In terms of power alone, the purifying light shot just now has completely reached the level of a ninth-level full blow.
These magic energy spiers are also relics that Anvis 'rescued' from the original Sky City. But unfortunately, his current level of magic knowledge is not enough to decipher the core magic circles engraved on them.
Although Bomiya can control part of the repair work of the golem, the core part cannot be restored due to the lack of some key high elf magic instruments.
Previously, Anvis had handed over relevant information to Duke Carlot in the name of the Sky City inheritance that he had 'unintentionally acquired', hoping that the Duke would give him some surprises and find a way to produce some of these spiers.
But it backfired. After searching through the family's secret collection, the Duke gave him bad news. To repair them with the current level of magic, a ninth-level spellcaster would need to personally inscribe them with special rules and power materials, and complete the time required to complete one.
Need to be calculated on a monthly basis.
In other words, unless he finds a ninth-level person to work for him.
Bishop Yanile can barely be counted as one, but his identity is sensitive and he has many daily affairs, so he is not suitable for this.
Therefore, Avis could only temporarily use these towers to support it, and at the same time, through channels such as the Olivendi family and the Glory Alliance, he tried to search for the special ancient high elf instruments he needed.
Because high elves pursue the ultimate aesthetic style, many nobles and collectors like to collect these instruments that are unearthed from ruins and have rich magical beauty.
But until the Sky City has successfully risen, he has only found a few of the instruments he is looking for, and the price offered by the other party is so high that even Anvis feels that he is being taken advantage of.
Now that there is a floating city, there is no need to go to their homes afterwards and persuade them to borrow one or two instruments for use.
However, looking at the renovated floating city, Anvis suddenly remembered the mysterious half-elf girl, Claire, who had sent him a letter saying that she was going to find the ruined city of the great race, and then no news was heard from her.
Strictly speaking, his floating city authority was obtained with the help of the other party.
I just don't know what her current situation is like.
However, this thought only lingered for a moment before disappearing again.
From the memories shared by Claire, it seems that she has existed since the ancient golden age millions of years ago, when the high elves still existed. She even successfully survived the [Great Rip] event and is alive today.
Anvis felt that maybe one day in the future he himself would die, and Claire could still come to his tombstone in her current form and place a bouquet of roses, causing a landslide or earthquake by the way.
After the floating city was successfully restored, Avis asked Bomiya to activate the strongest hiding mode and temporarily hover over the island.
And he himself returned to the island base, planning to see O'Gorman's situation.
The Perfect Blood and Demonized Soldier plans also require each other's strength, and Avis must ensure that his employees are in normal condition.
But when he arrived in front of O'Gorman's laboratory, Anvis noticed a problem.
In O'Gorman's laboratory, all the protective arrays were turned on at maximum power. At the same time, O'Gorman's mental state from the twisted seed was also a bit strange, seeming to be constantly switching between fear and calm.
"I am the supervisor. I heard that there seems to be something wrong with you here. Lord Anvis sent me to check on your situation. Please activate the protective circle, Lord O'Gorman."
Touching the sound transmission circle at the door, Anvis spoke calmly.
"…Your Excellency, Regulator?"
When Anvis's voice came into the room, O'Gorman seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then his mental state completely returned to calm.
"I feel good, please come in."
Along with O'Gorman's voice, the door slowly opened.
But inside the opened door, everything was pitch black, and the cold breath silently leaked out from below. Even the light coming from outside the door could not illuminate the situation in the laboratory.
"...Please don't mind the environment here, supervisor. The experimental subjects I am studying recently cannot see light."
After a moment, a somewhat pale O'Gorman appeared in front of Anvis, holding a bone-white scepter.
"Nothing, how is the progress of your research?"
Since the other party was a paleontologist, Anvis couldn't say anything.
"My research? Very good! It doesn't get better than this!"
When it came to research, O'Gorman's eyes suddenly flashed with morbid enthusiasm.