.One Hundred and Sixty, Forced Air Demolition (3)

"...I haven't even installed the simple version of the magic control platform? Then naturally I can only give up this action. We are just a few ordinary military mages who are not at the top, not the Imperial Arcane, nor the magic construction team of the Giant Hard Group."

The middle-aged magician named Morock took the military kettle from his companion, stuffed it into his mouth and poured it into his mouth and poured it a few big mouthfuls. Then he wiped the water stains on his mouth with his dirty sleeves and said disapprovingly.

In fact, building, owning and using the floating city that soars above the blue sky is originally just the patent of the great arcane in the Naseril Empire. If it is a magician of a lower level, even if it is obtained a floating city, it does not have enough magic and technology to adjust and manipulate.

However, although the great arcane masters are determined to pursue strength, knowledge, and hope to understand the mystery of this world, and almost nothing else, most people do not stay in floating cities all year round without leaving home. On the contrary, they often need to go out for a long time to travel and explore the countries of the Feren continent and even other planes. During this period, they can only hand over the floating city to their disciples, subordinates or children.

In addition, five centuries after the reconstruction of the Second Empire of Neseril, the joint meeting of the Great Arcane gradually appeared. Many magicians who simply did not meet the standards were indisputable ways such as finding ways through gift-giving relationships, and they also got the titles of Great Arcane or Honorary Great Arcane as a substitute... In order to allow these people with insufficient levels to use the Floating City, various magic control platforms appeared.

The small simple version of the magic control table placed in this secret room is a gift for purchasing Miser Energy Core. It is a kind of barely available, but the performance and lifespan are basically unnecessary. The only advantage is that it is cheap and has low installation difficulty... Therefore, no floating city usually uses it as a standard configuration, at most it is used as the last spare equipment in an emergency.

In this way, the interior sanitation of the room used to place this thing is naturally not very good.

"...Oh, this place is really stuffy and hot, and it has such an unpleasant smell of paint and sweat..."

After drinking the water, the middle-aged magician wiped the sweat from his face several times, then looked up at the dim swaying kerosene lantern in the niche, "... Could it be that the ventilation ducts were not excavated, right? If I had known this, I would have prepared a few air purification techniques."

"...I'm afraid that's exactly that. After all, this place doesn't even have doors installed... Well, there is still a lack of the most basic lighting..."

Another old magician who was concentrating on drawing the magic circle answered casually without raising his head, pointing to the rough door hole chiseled out of the stone wall behind him, "...but it is precisely because of this that there are no traps, barriers and magic restrictions along the way... Otherwise, we don't even have a thief or scout, how can we break in so easily?"

“……Uh… what you said seems to make some sense…”

The middle-aged magician scratched his scalp in disappointment, "...But, do we really want to take this unfinished, dilapidated floating city and fly all the way back to the empire's land? This is too risky."

"...Adventure? Hehe, then how do we go back so we don't take risks? The candlestick fleet carrying us has been wiped out or do you actually like to settle in this turbulent island country where xenophobia massacres broke out everywhere?"

The old magician sneered a few times, glanced at his companion with his eyes and spoke up.

"...This...I remember that there are still many money and jewelry that have been exchanged for military and ammunition by General Robert recently? Even if we include General Robert himself, there are only sixteen people in total. We can leave behind the old guard soldiers who are not reliable at all, take away the gold, silver, jewelry, and abscond. Then we buy or grab them, and then set up a fishing boat to go to sea, and then find a way to board a passing ocean ship, and use the money as travel expenses to go home..."

The old magician completely sneered at the optimistic thoughts of middle-aged magician Morock.

"...Hmph, things are not as easy as you imagined? It is easy to grab a fishing boat, but who among us knows how to navigate and see astrology? How to adjust the angle of sails and avoid reefs and hurricanes?

What? You said you just do it all the time and try to kidnap a few local fishermen, and then let General Robert control them mentally and ask these guys to drive the ship? Well, even if this crazy idea can succeed, what chance will we have of this strange Far East Ocean to meet an ocean ship heading to the Faren continent?

Moreover, even if we successfully board a Western sailboat, can we guarantee that we were not on the black ship? You know, the Qiancai River magic props around us are very jealous. Almost no one of the forces active in the Far East Sea these days is a good thing.

Not to mention those poor and crazy pirates, even if they encounter a suitable fat sheep, they will change their faces from time to time. After killing and robbing people, they will keep nothing. Even those most "law-abiding" armed merchant ships, if they really encounter a regular naval fleet, they will never mind changing their identities and becoming pirates...

What? You said we all carried weapons and ammunition, and there were several magicians, so there was no need to worry about the other party making a fuss? Alas, you underestimate the cunning level of those pirates. Even if they thought that we were too tough and difficult to start, the voyage from here to the continent of Feren is so long? As long as we got on their ship and wanted to set up an ambush and do sneak attacks along the way, we would always find an opportunity...

Uh? You said that in order to ensure safety, General Robert can use his soul spell to control a ship after boarding the ship? You think too much of our soul sorcerer commander, how could he have such great skills? When he was in the candle castle, if he had no magic props and amplification magic circles, as well as the assistance of several other senior priests and mages, he would not be able to control the thousand numbers of people in the entire army. Even so, the spiritual shackles he set for the soldiers of the Guards were about to expire today nearly a year later. He was about to break out, otherwise he would not want to drive a small escape midway.

If the spiritual spell could easily turn all the enemies into their own puppets, the "Pink Mask" Yin Demon Organization back then would not have been completely wiped out. And the octopus-headed spirit-sucking monsters in the dark area should have dominated the world long ago

Finally, if we were really favored by the goddess of luck, Temora, and boarded the sea boat of a kind captain, and did not encounter any pirates, reefs or storms, and smoothly crossed the vast ocean, arrived at the continent of Feren without any illness or disaster, where should we land on the shore next?

You should also know that with the fall of Zhubao and the change of flags of Am Dominion, the entire western coastal area of ​​the Naserir Empire has been firmly controlled by the Northern Army camp. As for the remaining outer sea ports on the Feren continent, they are all under the elves of Yongju Island. Where should we exiles from the Southern Army choose to go?"

In the underground secret room where the lights are dim and the smell is bad, the old magician set up a teleportation array on the ground to the magic book, while spitting and scolding the whimsical thoughts of Morok, a junior colleague.

"... Whether it is traveling through the sphere of influence of the Northern Army or walking from the elves' territory, it is the same danger. By the time we arrive at the Feilun Continent, the imperial civil war will probably have broken out in full swing, and the investigation will definitely be very strict; as for the elves' territory in the southern part of the Feilun Continent... it seems that there has been a long time since the war has been flowing into the sky and blood has flowed into a river.

A small team of more than a dozen people like us has not received any special training from spies and scouts, and does not know how to survive in the wild. Whether it is crossing the enemy-occupied areas and blockade lines within the empire, or passing through the turbulent elves colonies and rebel bases, it is extremely dangerous. If you are not lucky, you will be swallowed up so much that you don’t even have a shit left.

What? You said you can find a way to contact our enemy-behind intelligence station and ask for their help so that we can smuggle through the blockade line? Could it be that you have too many third-rate spies?

That's right, whether in the territory of the Northern Army, or in the sphere of influence of the Elf Colonial Army and the rebel army of various countries in the South, we must have ambushed the intelligence network of our Southern Army. But how could the locations and secret codes of those connections let us unlucky cannon fodders who were sent to the Far East to die? Even if we know a little bit of fur, General Robert has no qualifications and authority to let these guys take the risk of exposure to deal with us - if any middle and senior officer can use the intelligence network, then our intelligence work behind enemy lines would have been completely finished."

I noticed that the whimsical companion was quickly depressed under his series of sharp verbal attacks, and was about to shrink to the corner to draw circles. The old magician who likes to show off his experience and experience took advantage of the victory to attach the last blow.
Chapter completed!