The rainforest's greatest trait was its unpredictable storms. The vigorous tidal currents here made rain as commonplace as daily meals.
Torrential rain poured down, blanketing the rainforest for half a day without showing any sign of weakening. The storm stretched from the coastline at the rainforest's edge all the way to the Gold Coast.
Rain pattered against the steel deck. Black smoke from burning magic stones rose from the chimney above, while the Human Race soldiers on watch had already taken shelter beneath the deck.
The entire massive warship rumbled. That was the sound of the Elemental Reactor.
This military-grade warship burned through a ton of Element Stones every day. It could be called the most horrifying expenditure in the world, but it was entirely worth it.
Developed by Goblins and later modified by humans, this massive warship was a natural fortress.
It not only possessed bombardment weapons with full coverage, but could also instantly cast three forbidden spells, wield multiple shields, and even had a miniature Derivative Space carved out at its very center. It was truly capable of both offense and defense.
At that moment, a squad of dark figures descended from the sky under cover of the rain, landing silently on the deck. As though they had long since thoroughly investigated the place, they collectively began climbing toward the chimney above.
They knew very well that, on this fully armed steel warship, this was the only optimal route into its depths.
Naturally, they had to be careful. One mistake would send them straight into the reactor, where they would burn into ash.
There was an air vent midway up the chimney. Magic could be used to keep the winds there in balance, allowing them to drill directly into the airflow and enter the control core of this