The mighty war eagle descended from the sky, like a black iron tower falling before Zong Shen.
A spatial storage ring hung from one of its talons.
Several abbreviated characters were engraved on it, likely belonging to one of Marquis Ekmelading's descendants.
Zong Shen took an oval token from the ring.
Its Rune patterns were intricate and complex, and the material used was exceptionally particular.
It was clearly the result of meticulous design.
Having received the news, Marquis Ekmelading had also returned from the Castle Tower defensive line.
Zong Shen handed the token to him and gave the order.
"Strengthen the effects of the remaining Magic Array as much as possible."
"I hope it can buy us more time."
Holding the token, the marquis nodded blankly.
He raised a hand to summon a Griffon knight, who carried him toward the edge of the nearby core area, where space was in extreme turmoil.
Multiple magical elements there were running rampant, and multicolored gale winds could be seen everywhere.
The violent air currents also kicked up vast clouds of dust, severely obstructing vision and rendering all kinds of detection methods ineffective.
The marquis did not rush in. He had the Griffon knight stop at the edge of the core area.
Protected by a fairly thick defensive light barrier, he began using the newly arrived backup token to sense the remaining Magic Array.
When he communicated with it through his thoughts, the token in his hand lit up.
At the same time, the phantom image of an array faintly emerged over the shattered ground ahead.
Yet compared to its former solid appearance, the phantom now looked incomparably blurry.
After sensing it carefully for a while, several beads of sweat trickled down Marquis Ekmelading's forehead.
The situation on site was worse than he had