The howling continued for a full half hour before finally gradually subsiding.
Inside the Imperial Hub Control Center, the Technical Personnel were still tense with nerves stretched taut. Everyone was busy checking system statuses, repairing malfunctioning nodes, and restarting previously offline equipment. Orders and reports rang out every second. Though there was no smoke of war in the vast hall, it resembled a battlefield.
The entire facility's Power Spine had come back online, and the hub tower on the surface had resumed operation as well. Within minutes of the howling's end, over ninety percent of the nodes and facilities had returned to normal. The Magic Industrial Technicians monitoring the system were astonished to discover that the terrifying chaos had caused almost no hardware damage—it had swept through the entire network like an illusory storm, swift and violent, yet in the end it had taken nothing away. Even its traces were rapidly fading.
Only the other nodes across the Empire that remained disconnected reminded everyone that the earlier anomaly had been no illusion.
Rebecca looked nervously toward the center of the hall. A silver-white metal pillar stood there, seeming to run through the entire facility. Camil, his body blazing with arcane radiance, floated beside it. His form had expanded to nearly twice its original size, standing there like a giant wreathed in light. Countless streams of arcane light erupted from the gaps between his Rune Armor Plates, linking to the many runes and mana-conducting nodes on the metal pillar—this Arcane Master from a thousand years ago was using his own method to sense the residual energy noise within the Magic Net. It carried certain risks, but it was currently the most efficient and reliable approach.
A moment later, Camil finally ended the connection. His body slowly returned to normal, and he