Seal

As for the black sun that had appeared in the Messiah Great Forest, they had long since cast it to the back of their minds.

Only Cameron had always remembered it.

"What exactly is going on with Essin City? Why have they launched attacks time and again? And where did all those weapons and equipment come from? They are nearly on par with the city defense forces of our provincial capital."

Inside the hall, an official specifically raised the issue of Essin City.

Not long ago, Essin City had been beaten back step by step by Bilong City. Yet before much time had passed, Essin City had somehow purchased a batch of weapons and equipment. While Bilong City was smug with satisfaction, Essin City launched a surprise attack and directly crippled Bilong City's main force.

Now it was Bilong City's turn to defend passively.

"Cameron, go to Essin City at once and tell them to rein themselves in. If this continues, Vought Province will be thrown into complete chaos!" Edward, the governor of Vought Province, shouted furiously.

Cameron could only agree helplessly.

He did not believe a word Edward said. Bilong City's lord was merely Edward's brother-in-law. When that brother-in-law had rashly started a war and attacked others, Edward had not uttered a single word. Now that Essin City was being pressed into a corner, he began flying into a rage.

"The duchy has rotted to the bone."

After leaving the hall, Cameron sighed.

At the same time, he made up his mind to return to Essin City. Since the ruler had already died of illness and the duchy was about to collapse, there was no need to keep swallowing such humiliating indignation in Vought City.

Cameron vaguely felt that Lord Aslan must be plotting something enormous behind the scenes, and that Essin City's situation was connected to him in some way.

That very night, Cameron had his entire family and five hundred elite soldiers of Vought City quietly leave the city. They were all old brothers who had fought through life and death with him for many years.

The next day, when Edward received news that Cameron had taken men to join Essin City, he was so furious that he nearly smashed up his entire office.

Yet he lacked the strength to send troops after them. Although Vought City was recruiting soldiers and buying horses, several neighboring lords had already secretly joined forces, intending to break away from Vought City.

Vought City now controlled more than ninety percent of the workshops in all of Vought Province. Once it was taken, dominating all of Vought Province would be just around the corner.

"Lord Avilan, news has arrived from the north. According to local legends, a great battle took place there at least a thousand years ago. Terrifying beings fought in the void, mountains and rivers collapsed, and the courses of rivers were changed!"

Zhou Yu spoke solemnly, her expression exceedingly grave. Against such powerful beings, even at her strongest, she would not be able to withstand a single blow!

Avilan sucked in a breath, his face filled with shock. Fighting in the void? Mountains and rivers collapsing, river courses changing?

What level of beings were those?

Although he had already reached Level 100, he had no understanding of battles at that level, nor could he determine just how powerful he had become.

But without question, that battle had absolutely surpassed the peak combat power of the present Kompno Duchy!

"Can it be confirmed?"

He furrowed his brow. This was not good news for him.

Zhou Yu nodded, her gaze grave. "It has basically been confirmed. We found some ancient books and murals, all recording the scene from that time. That battle was called the 'Dark Seal'!"

"A seal?"

Avilan murmured. Could the purpose of the Blood Church be this sealed dark existence? Recalling the dark, evil creatures they had summoned through sacrifice, Avilan could roughly confirm it.

Avilan's expression shifted. If he could uncover this information, then it presumably was not much of a secret within the duchy.

It was necessary to contact those business partners.

Business had grown rather large lately. Aside from the Demon Gate, every resource well had been upgraded to Level 2. With a little spare money left, he had used it to revive Mitqi, the administrator of the Eastern District.

Mitqi had not been created from an Honor of Kings model, but from a model Shen Jiecōng had designed on a whim. Its main body was a mechanical puppet about 1.2 meters tall, with a head as large as its body. A Magic Cannon was mounted on its back, its power comparable to a fifth-tier spell attack, while each hand carried a magic machine gun.

It was a humanoid turret with a silly, adorable face. Though it was a mechanical puppet, inside it resided a research fanatic who, in pursuit of immortality, had not hesitated to abandon his flesh and merge with the puppet.

Mitqi's combat power was not particularly outstanding. Within Despair Fortress, the Eastern District was both an industrial zone and a magic technology zone. Every technology tree in the game was activated there, but the present Eastern District had already become a field of ruins.

"Lord Avilan, Mitqi greets you." Mitqi knelt on one knee with its pair of short little legs, but the instant it lowered its body, the muzzle of the Magic Cannon on its back happened to aim directly at Avilan.

Looking at that pitch-black cannon muzzle, Avilan's expression turned somewhat awkward. He waved a hand and had Mitqi rise.

"Mitqi, look over this list. How many of these can we produce?" Avilan handed Mitqi the list of magic technology products Fox had collected.

The list only roughly described the uses of the items. It did not contain the slightest bit of design or research experience. The reason Avilan had given it to Mitqi was that he hoped it could manufacture these things. After all, magic technology still had many important uses in this world.

For example, defensive magic barriers, offensive Magic Cannons, and magic inscriptions that enhanced attack power.

Mitqi took the list. Its large eyes immediately shot out a red beam, rapidly scanning the items on the list.

"Reporting to Lord Avilan, basically everything on this list can be made. It will simply take time for many of them, and if large-scale production is desired, the industrial zone of the Eastern District must be restored. Otherwise, only a small number of samples can be produced." Mitqi's voice was filled with the rigid coldness of machinery.

"Oh!" Avilan said to Arthur beside him, "Starting today, resources will be prioritized for the Eastern District."

Arthur nodded and hurriedly wrote it down in his little notebook.

"Mitqi, go gather manpower yourself. Other than the commanders of each side, you have priority recruitment authority over everyone else," Aslan said after thinking for a moment.

After speaking, Avilan's eyes suddenly lit up. He explained some mechanical concepts from his previous life to Mitqi. After Mitqi gave Avilan a strange look, it said, "As expected of the Supreme Lord, to think you could devise such perfect designs. Once we turn these ideas into reality, we will surely change the entire continent's landscape."

The more Mitqi spoke, the more excited it became. Even Arthur and the others beside them were frightened, let alone Aranda and Mole Xiu. One by one, they stared blankly at Mitqi, who had fallen into a frenzy before their eyes.

At the same time, their reverence for Avilan became like the surging Yangtze River, ceaseless and unending—like the Yellow River bursting its banks, utterly beyond control.