At last.
The Saint-tier battleship came to a steady stop at the air harbor dock outside Spark headquarters, its hatch slowly opening.
Chu Jiang stepped out and looked up, slightly shaken.
The entire Star City was built against the mountains, its outskirts encircled by alloy walls hundreds of meters high. Dense defensive runes covered the walls, while one massive weapon of war after another stood mounted along them, their barrels aimed straight at the sky.
Above the air harbor, more than a dozen Saint-tier battleships were docked in neat formation. The Spark emblems on their hulls gleamed beneath the lights, ready to take off and enter battle at any moment.
It was a veritable wall of bronze and iron.
Without an Ancestor-tier taking action, breaching this place would be no easy task.
That was Chu Jiang's first impression of Star City.
Yet when he followed Ye Lanxian and the others into the city, the astonishment in his eyes gained an indescribable sense of familiarity.
Skyscrapers rose throughout the city, piercing the clouds. Holographic neon signs on their facades burned through the night, colored lights and shadows flowing across the streets.
Floating roadways crisscrossed overhead as small aircraft moved through them in orderly streams. Half the signs on the roadside shops were written in this world's magitech script, while the other half were astonishingly in the language of the Ancient Civilization.
Half the architecture was virtually identical to that of a modern metropolis on Earth.
The cyberpunk vibe was maxed out.
Standing by the street and watching the crowds stream past, Chu Jiang was briefly struck by the illusion that he had returned to Earth.
Seeing the expression on Chu Jiang's face, Qin Lie smiled. "Young Master Chu, Lanxian and Vice Minister Su know Star City best. Let the two of