Several years passed in the blink of an eye.
Within the Purgatory Sulfur Plane, Automatic Factories still operated day and night without pause.
Countless alchemical puppets moved between the factories, continuously delivering freshly produced Rune Artifacts into the depths of the warehouses.
At the center of the laboratory, Benjamin slowly set down the last experimental report in his hand. His gaze swept over the date flickering on the Magic Network, and he let out a soft breath.
"The time has come."
He shut down every automatic testing program in the laboratory, then reached out and tapped.
The Magic Network Terminal immediately displayed a continuously flashing spatial coordinate—the gathering location Augusta had sent several days earlier.
Benjamin raised a hand and completely sealed the laboratory. After confirming that the Automatic Factories, Incense Divinity Path altar, and all manner of research facilities within his Internal Grotto-Heaven had entered autonomous operation, he stepped into the Space Teleportation Array.
In the void, as a silver-white pillar of light gradually faded, Benjamin's figure appeared inside an enormous void warship.
The entire warship was pitch-black, its hull stretching hundreds of kilometers and covered in heavy rune armor.
Around the bridge, main cannons sat silently retracted.
Spatial anchors firmly secured the entire warship, leaving it steadily moored in the Endless Chaotic Void without the slightest tremor.
The moment Benjamin stepped out of the teleportation array, a familiar voice came from beside him. "You're here."
Augusta stood before the bridge, her silver-white Wizard Robe as immaculate as ever.
Upon seeing Benjamin, she gave a slight nod. "You arrived at just the right time. I was about to brief these youngsters."
"Then it seems my luck is pretty good," Benjamin replied with a smile.
As he spoke, his gaze swept across the entire bridge.
Besides Augusta, more than a