On Rust City's walls, the atmosphere could no longer be described as merely strange. It was a stunned stillness mixed with absurdity and bewilderment.
The North American players stared at the aerial reconnaissance footage of that bustling construction site, watching Yan Country mages work like a construction crew—smelting ore with Fireballs, slicing through massive rocks with ice walls, and compacting foundations with earth magic.
This kind of gameplay was beyond their comprehension.
Kevin stared at the center of the screen, at the enormous magic array rapidly taking shape.
An ultra-long-range, massive cross-continental Teleportation Array.
Gobi Desert, Dragon City construction site.
Boom!
As the final crystal engraved with spatial runes was placed in the core position, the enormous teleportation platform suddenly shook. A gentle silver-white halo shot into the sky, forming a steadily rotating vortex in midair.
Success!
"It's done! The Teleportation Array is complete!"
"Holy shit! What efficiency! Are we infrastructure maniacs or what?"
"Hahaha! Brothers, we've got a home in North America!"
The entire construction site erupted in earth-shaking cheers. Every member of the Dragon Soaring Dynasty threw down their tools, jumping and shouting in excitement.
They looked at the fledgling teleportation hall radiating spatial fluctuations, their faces filled with pride.
They had built this with their own hands, brick by brick!
Blood War Eight Wastelands tossed his pickaxe to the ground, wiped sweat and dirt from his face, then ran over to Dragon Soaring World with a foolish grin. "Guildmaster, that's badass! What's next? Can we start calling people over?"
Dragon Soaring World looked at the pillar of light reaching into the sky and felt the stable Space Law within it. He nodded in satisfaction.
He did not answer Blood War Eight Wastelands. Instead, he leisurely opened the player forum.
His fingers tapped lightly across the virtual