"Godrod launch countdown: 15 seconds! Estimated time until target impact: 2 minutes, 13 seconds."
The crisp voice rang out in the launch platform's control room, making Murphy turn to look at the optical projection displaying the planned bombardment route. The route had already changed from a simple three-dimensional layout into a tangled mess Murphy couldn't make head or tail of.
That was only natural. With astral mapping and hyperdimensional targeting involved, even Triss would have to put in some effort to figure out the true trajectory.
This Godrod shot used hyperdimensional lock-on. After deployment, its ammunition wouldn't enter the material world. Instead, it would jump into the astral realm and strike the dead giant tree with devastating force. The vampire governor was rather curious about what would happen, so when the countdown began, he called on his partners in the astral realm, intending to "livestream" the event.
"What? You're going to bomb the Afidashir Giant Tree?"
The Snake's shriek rang in Murphy's ear at once. It said:
"That thing's been standing in the Shattered Astral Realm for over a thousand years. It doesn't move, grow claws, or hurt anything around it. The giant tree's remains are the least threatening thing in the entire astral realm! Why waste precious ammunition on it?"
"Why don't you go and see for yourself?"
Murphy snorted and said:
"Aren't you curious why the astral realm has been steadily losing mass to the Warp over the past thousand years?
I heard Tritan complain about it. Since the astral realm shattered, your plane has lost almost a fifth of its territory over the years. The demigods all thought the Chaos invasion of the material world back then had dragged the astral realm into it, and that there were undiscovered Chaos rifts in the Shattered Lands.
But the