Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
The metal war machines that poured out from inside the fortress rose into the air one after another, passing beyond the protective barrier of the Sky Fortress and flying into the Death Storm to await orders. The anti-gravity gusts filled the fortress with the smoke of dissipated energy.
Rumble, rumble, rumble, rrrrrumble...
Atop the platform's High Tower, powerful clustered spells continued to gather, unleashing large-scale bombardments on the Blood-Derived who had followed the academic expedition.
But the frequent, concentrated attacks were gradually draining the tower's energy reserves. The spells were noticeably weaker than before.
When the dozen or so special-task scholars waiting under orders saw An Liya stride out of the tower's control room, they silently split into two rows and naturally fell in behind her.
The crisscrossing ripples from the chaotic Energy Magnetic Field across the platform made An Liya feel increasingly uneasy.
She hurried to the fortress's edge, passed through the protective barrier, and led the team of scholars into the vast Death Storm, where they quickly disappeared from sight.
The Sky Fortress was anchored not far from the eye of the storm around the Doraqi tribe.
The straight-line distance between them was only a dozen or so kilometers.
In just a short while, An Liya led the dozen special-task scholars to the outer wall of the wind eye. Within the wall lay a wind eye sustained by Law Power, where the mother nest creatures adapted to its laws bred and thrived. Outside stretched the Death Storm, which had raged without cease since time immemorial.
Here, life and death were divided.
It was a wall of wind formed by countless particles spinning at high speed. The vast vortex of the wind eye kept some dangerous creatures that happened to pass by at bay, sheltering