Two days later.
The fortress's command center was bathed in a deep blue glow.
A massive curved ice-crystal screen displayed a live view of the southeastern edge of the Beast Silence Mountains.
The footage had been transmitted back by Frostwing Constructs, reconnaissance units shaped like giant ice-crystal birds.
In truth, Zong Shen no longer needed to bring any Legion with him when he went out, because Eternal Frost's Wrath Fortress was itself a standard combat fortress.
This was especially true now that its various workshops were gradually being restored to operation.
Across the grayish-brown ridgelines, dust and smoke churned like ocean tides.
Countless black dots swarmed within it—beasts beyond counting.
They were not a chaotic, disorderly flood. Instead, they had vaguely formed several enormous arrowhead-shaped beast tides, charging resolutely toward Blue Creek Forest.
Among them were savage mutated beasts and swift magical beasts.
Farther away, within the shadows of the mountains, even larger silhouettes with astonishing magical power were moving about, like writhing hills.
Zong Shen sat upon the command throne, resting his chin on one hand as his calm gaze swept across the screen.
His fingertips lightly tapped the throne's armrest, producing crisp sounds.
The sound echoed continuously through the spacious, silent control hall.
Ice Soul's cold, precise synthesized voice sounded at the right moment.
"Detection complete."
"An ultra-large lifeform cluster has been confirmed. The estimated total exceeds fourteen million."
"Seventeen high-magic reaction sources detected, matching the characteristics of Beast Kings and nest Guardians."
"Magical energy spectrum analysis indicates that their core fluctuations highly match traces of leyline unrest."
"It is inferred that the abnormal gathering of the beast horde is related to the leakage of leyline magic."
"Heh, what a mess."
"With so many beasts, they must have been gathered from a vast surrounding area."
"That beast nest