"The situation is dire."
Drawing on the power of Terra's Heart to observe the distant developments, Ian's soul returned to his body.
With a grave expression, he told his companions in the conference hall, "I saw that the distant Void Realm has turned pitch-black. Though it isn't the blackness I foresaw, it isn't far off."
"That is the Black of Resentment—the entire region has been completely devoured by resentment."
At this point, Ian let out a deep breath. "The Blazing Flame Lands deployed demon technology!"
It had been over a week since Rosy Glow City had come under attack.
Over that week, everyone in Xiahui Territory's City Hall administration, from top to bottom, had been working overtime, run ragged beyond recognition.
Though the airship crash had caused no casualties, the financial losses were real—the materials for the sanctuary tower cost money, and the damage caused by Adalbert's overclocking was difficult even to recycle. Everything had to be rebuilt from scratch.
Moreover, among the passengers who had died in the crash, some had been Xiahui Territory's partners.
Of course, most of the passengers aboard that airship had not been on particularly good terms with Xiahui Territory. After all, anyone who took the day's airship and still arrived late for something as significant as the foundation-laying ceremony of the Spirit-Veneration Holy Land could hardly be considered an ally. They were worse than those who had not come at all; at least those people had no connection to Xiahui Territory.
But even partners who only put on a show of harmony were still partners.
Take Viscount Limore, for example. Ian could tell with his toes that, after cutting off the man's source of wealth, he was practically the murderer of Viscount Limore's mother in his eyes. But no matter how badly Viscount Limore