Under the Shrink Ray's effects, the entire cluster of undersea volcanoes was soon scooped up and delivered, one by one, into the new world under construction.
Inside the new world, the Engineering Golems were busy placing all sorts of magic spheres, magic plants, and magical beasts into the gradually filling ocean.
Countless white pouches floated in the heavens, pouring out seawater by the millions of tons in an endless stream, along with all the creatures it contained.
Where the seawater landed, the Tower Spirit had directly deployed Air Coral's magic artillery shells to tear a vast basin into the earth. Not far away, an unbroken torrent of magical energy descended, breaking the solid soil and rock down into the most basic dust, which the wind then carried away.
Destroying this land, measured in tens of thousands of hectares, was something Air Coral's and Kroya's magic cannons could easily accomplish in mere moments.
The Tower Spirit watched the constantly updating readings and murmured to itself:
"The waters of the Atlantis Sea carry the Merfolk's blessing..."
"If we want this place to become a true sea rather than an enormous salt lake, we'll need the Merfolk Tribe's help."
"...Request sent."
Through countless reconnaissance units, it surveyed the barren land. Apart from a few native low-level magical beasts, there was truly nothing here, let alone any intelligent races.
Even the magic here was pitifully thin. The magical scouts it had sent out, along with the Gray Magic Ants adept at finding minerals, had discovered only the most basic ordinary minerals. There was not a trace of anything even slightly higher-grade.
Its surveys were not limited to the shallow surface layers, either. They reached deep into the earth, yet even then, it had failed to find a single rare mineral vein. That alone showed