The Antasia came to a steady stop below the castle, immediately attracting the attention of a crowd of players.
The reason is simple: this small mobile fortress is indeed completely different from its original appearance.
In the previous battle with the Blood Corpse, many parts of the Antasia had been severely damaged, and the Blood Corpse inside the engine room, with the help of the Blood Corpse outside, had completely dismantled the interior of the fortress.
So when Seraphina brought the small fortress back, the entire fortress was already riddled with holes.
The Antasia, now equipped with a plant-assisted system, is completely different. The Aberration plants that operate stably fill the entrance completely, even forming a net-like structure outside the fortress.
The unique aesthetic of plants combined with the mechanical attributes of the fortress itself has amazed many players, who have dubbed it "Plant Punk."
Inside the castle, Gray successfully met his temporary boss.
Since some time ago, he had noticed some subtle changes in Ed.
Although his appearance and personality haven't changed, I always feel a pang of heartache when I see him, and I instinctively want to lower my head.
Ed was looking at the armor design drawings he had submitted earlier when he saw Gray arrive. He smiled and invited Gray to sit down in front of him.
Before Gray could speak, Ed asked with a smile:
"All set up? Are you here to say goodbye?"
Gray was startled at first, then nodded:
"Yes, as we agreed beforehand, I think it's time to return to the Graycast Corridor."
"Oh, it seems the Antasia is performing very well."
A smile appeared on Gray's face:
"Yes, the power system has been fully upgraded and a life support system has been added. Bennett can also expel the Blood Corpse, and what happened before will not happen again."
Ed sighed:
"Your body is no longer a purely mechanical structure. If what happened before were to happen again, I'm afraid I couldn't save you. Unless you're willing to become a complete vegetable..."
"Thank you for your help, I will always remember it."
When Gray thought about his embarrassing situation a few months ago when he was only half a man, he felt that the lord in front of him had indeed been very kind to him.
Ed nodded and said:
"You've done a great job. These bio-armor units will be enough for us for a long time. As for the future, I think if the Second Holy See and the Graycast Corridor reach a cooperation agreement, it shouldn't be difficult to exchange them for some technology."
Gray neither confirmed nor denied Ed's statement; technical issues were not something he, as a merchant, could decide with a single word. Ed, clearly aware of this, added with a smile:
"Rest assured, I have always advocated fair trade. If your Grand Foundry Master is unwilling, I will not force them."
Gray finally breathed a sigh of relief, but Ed then said leisurely:
"It will only support a new Grand Foundry Master."
Gray felt the air he had exhaled halfway stop stuck in his throat.
The mission on my shoulders is truly heavy...
Ed put down the blueprints in his hand and asked:
When do you plan to leave?
Gray did not hesitate:
"ASAP."
"Okay, I'll go arrange for the food you need to take with you now."
Ed asked with a smile:
"Could you bring a few people with you? You don't mind, do you?"
Gray shook his head.
" The Antasia still has some cabins available for accommodation; up to ten people can be accommodated."
"Good."
A cavalry unit was galloping across the wasteland. As their speed increased, the cavalrymen and their Hoofed Beast emitted the sounds of mechanical parts rubbing against each other.
At first, the Gungnir were not very familiar with this, and the noise seemed particularly loud.
But now, the rhythmic sound of the implants only makes them feel good, and they can even tell whether the implants are functioning properly by listening to the sound.
The same was true of the Hoofed Beast beneath them. The armor attached to their bodies with bone nails initially terrified the Hoofed Beast, but after adapting to the power these structures provided, they became some of the fastest runners in the Hoofed Beast.
At the very front of the procession, leading their frantic run, was a figure of a silver-white knight.
Suddenly, a figure emerged from the dense forest diagonally ahead. The figure was wearing a basic green monk's robe and riding a Hoofed Beast, galloping towards them.
The fact that they were dressed like one of their own made the Gungnir lower their guard, and under Xilǐ'er's command, they slowed down and approached the enemy little by little.
The player quickly arrived in front of the cavalry, and gave Xilǐ'er an awkward salute:
"Mr. Xilǐ'er, the lord has asked me to inform you that the Antasia has been repaired and will depart tomorrow. Gray has reserved a seat for you on board."
The silver-armored knight nodded, and only after the player who had delivered the message left did he turn to look at the Gungnir behind him:
"As I said before, it's time for me to leave."
"But you don't need to worry, I have nothing left to give you."
"Knights don't need many combat skills, just a few things like charging, javelin throwing, and horsemanship, but they need to learn from a lot of real combat experience."
Similarly, the virtues required of a knight are not unattainable, but you must dedicate the rest of your lives to upholding the creed.
At this point, Xilǐ'er looked at the first few Gungnir behind him:
"More and more people will join you. You are my first batch of students. Lead them in training well."
Seeing the boys' reluctant gazes, a smile seemed to appear beneath Xilǐ'er's pure black observation window:
" The Eternal Domain and the Second Holy See are not enemies; we will meet again someday."
After a brief farewell, Xilǐ'er turned his horse around and galloped towards the castle.
The Willow Seretima had just worked for seventy-two consecutive hours.
Even as a lich, a psionic being, she Psionic Energy n't help but feel a sense of fatigue.
However, this is not the kind of fatigue that requires sleep to alleviate; it's simply a matter of needing to relax for a few minutes after a long period of focused concentration.
During her time in the Demon Realm, this level of workload wouldn't have been a problem, but in the safe environment of the Second Holy See, where she didn't have to be constantly on edge, she felt somewhat exhausted.
Let's go for a walk.
She muttered something to herself, then slipped out of a secluded room in the corner of the castle, intending to take a casual stroll (without leaving the main gate).
After taking a few steps forward, a rustling sound caught her attention. Willow immediately perked up and silently walked towards the hall, hugging the corridor wall.
She peeked out from the end of the corridor and immediately saw hundreds of vines dancing wildly in the castle's main hall.