Countdown 28:00:00.
The Black Knight Order's Aerial Fleet, responsible for transporting Qing Chen, swiftly flew into Silver City.
A dense mass of airships descended to the ground. The entire airfield's indicator lights shone as brilliantly as stars in the Milky Way, circling and spiraling. Vast numbers of Silver City soldiers gathered to direct docking, refuel the vessels, and inspect their hulls.
The fleet had entered the blast radius of a nuclear explosion, and every airship had developed all manner of minor issues.
But compared to the person inside the Sealed Elevator, none of those costs were worth mentioning.
Old Two stood inside an airship, personally supervising the gene soldiers as they moved the elevator. Only after it had been loaded into an armored vehicle and the other Black Knights had all assembled did he finally let out a sigh of relief. The long convoy drove out of the airfield, police cars clearing the way while armed helicopters followed overhead, creating an imposing spectacle.
At this hour, most of the city's residents were still awake.
They first watched the fleet return to the city, then saw such a grand convoy pass through. For a while, no one knew what had happened.
Normally, the Twelve Black Knights each did their own thing and rarely gathered together. Every day, they indulged themselves in pleasure.
Now, two Black Knights were out on missions, yet all ten of the remaining ones had returned.
The residents could not imagine what matter could possibly be important enough for the Black Knight Order to mobilize so heavily.
Someone spotted the armored vehicle being guarded at the center of the convoy and could not help but speculate: Were they escorting something incredibly important? But then again, even transporting King of Roosevelt would probably receive no more protection than this,