When that day truly came...
The scene Boss Hu had once glimpsed within a fragment of the river of time had become reality.
The Night Empire's expeditionary forces were ready, and Azeroth's expeditionary forces were ready.
Sarodar Divine Kingdom Planet had been filled with shipbuilding docks. Its entire surface was densely covered in shipyards, with vast numbers of Arcane Golems swarming through them like ants.
In a world where magic existed, although the technology tree had gone seriously off course, some aspects of it remained forever beyond the reach of any normal technology tree.
Tireless, never-resting Arcane Golems had replaced construction workers and traditional machinery. Their immense numbers created an utterly unimaginable shipbuilding speed.
A main battle battleship could be completed in just one or two days with vast numbers of Arcane Golems working on it simultaneously.
All intelligent flesh-and-blood beings had to do was set the operational program in advance, then transmit it into the crystal cores of every golem.
This terrifying speed, faster than dumping dumplings into a pot, consumed astronomical amounts of resources every day.
The World of Azeroth's two colonial worlds were frantically supplying resources, while the Night Empire's resource extraction ships were madly mining every valuable planet in the star system.
Every day, the soldiers only needed to familiarize themselves with the warships and the methods of warfare in this new era.
The Life Forge within the Tower of Slumber was likewise operating day and night, producing batch after batch of steel fleet soldiers and commanders.
The memories of the finest fleet soldiers and commanders were extracted and copied, then directly stuffed into the minds of these freshly produced steel constructs, mass-producing fleet personnel after fleet personnel.
Although these rapidly copied steel constructs were inflexible in thought—extremely rigid, one could say—and could only mechanically execute