The Two Sides at Cross Purposes

Hairspring let out a cold snort.

"That's how Traitor are, all sorts of clever words and flattery."

He said decisively.

"Destroy that letter, and I will never again discuss anything disrespectful to Jörmungandr with you!"

****

A large observation array is constructed on the star-gazing tower in the center of the Cloud Fang Royal Palace.

Thirteen layers of silver-white runes overlapped, their surface glowing intermittently, mirroring the expression of the bell-ringing priest who controlled it.

A moment later, the bell-ringing priest jumped down from the observatory.

He used his Flight Spell and went straight to the training ground.

"Lord Hairspring, Lord Death Knell."

The bell-ringer's voice was tense.

"The spatial rift of the Bone King is still functioning stably today." "And it has widened slightly!"

More than half a month ago, when Su Ming activated the "Plane Boundary Nexus" to achieve continuous and stable communication with Earth, the movement was detected here.

At first, they thought it was just a temporary act, but what followed became increasingly unsettling.

Bone King's side not only maintained their position, but also continued to improve their efficiency and control techniques.

"With the current size of the gap, is it possible for the other side to teleport matter?" Death Knell asked.

The bell-ringer priest shook his head.

"The cracks they've developed are still very small, far from meeting the requirements."

This sounds like good news.

But Hairspring's expression was even worse. " On the Bone King's side, they are conducting continuous research!"

Hairspring paced back and forth on the training field.

Allowing the enemy to continue researching spatial rifts will only introduce more variables.

"No, we can't just passively defend. What if they make a breakthrough?" Hairspring stopped in her tracks.

We must find a way to intervene proactively!

The Death Knell shook its head.

"The two of you, you and I, are not qualified to attack their heartland."

Although she has recovered, her abilities and those of Hairspring are both above the Saint Rank of Taya.

However, this does not mean they can face multiple enemies, the attrition of organized High Rank combat forces, or a variety of well-prepared magical alchemical weapons.

This will absolutely be a one-way trip!

The Hairspring quickly made a decision.

"Immediately activate the Divine Prayer array to contact the chief god."

The bell-ringer opened his mouth, but ultimately suppressed his hesitation.

"Yes." He responded and left.

It is possible to establish communication with Eden without the aid of interdimensional mediums or divine rituals. However, the cost is enormous; a single transmission of information would require the consumption of five tons of Rock Core.

The Plundering Clock lay dormant in Taya for twenty years, painstakingly collecting only seven hundred tons of Rock Core.

These resources are related to the duration of the "Plane Gate," and determine the scale of Eden's army's arrival and the various aftermaths of the dimensional war.

Therefore, they are very reluctant to use it for initiating Divine Prayer unless absolutely necessary.

****

Night fell.

The altar at Cloud Fang Fort Fortress is now ready with its Divine Prayer array.

Several bell-ringing priests stood around the altar, their robes fluttering in the night wind.

Everyone in the entire palace complex except for members of the Plundering Clock was forcibly evacuated.

As the magic array was activated, the light spread layer by layer along the patterns on the altar.

The Rock Core material was activated; the light it emitted was not intense, but extremely solid, carrying a deep, almost silent energy fluctuation.

The air was heavy, the ground began to tremble slightly, and everyone felt as if their breaths were being held down by an invisible hand. Soon, a thin crack appeared in the sky.

The crack was initially small, but it expanded rapidly as the Rock Core continued to disintegrate.

The night sky was torn open by some incomprehensible force, revealing a dark, distant, seemingly boundless void inside.

The next moment, a giant eye appeared in the sky.

It lies across the sky above Cloud Fang Fort, occupying almost half of the heavens.

It showed no anger or joy, simply looking down.

An immense aura pressed down from above, plunging the entire Cloud Fang City into a deathly silence.

All the orcs knelt down, their foreheads pressed to the ground, even their breathing becoming cautious.

Praise be to God!

Praise be to the eternal serpent!

"Praise be to the great being that devours the old and bestows new life!"

Thousands upon thousands of orcs pressed their foreheads to the ground, their rough hands pressed against their chests, chanting the prayers they had been taught countless times.

The torches of Cloud Fang City swayed low one by one, and the wind seemed to stop at that moment.

All that remained in the world was that eye and the ever-burning Rock Core on the altar.

What is it?

A grand sound descended, pressing directly into the souls of everyone around the altar.

Several lower-ranking priests trembled violently, their faces showing a bewildered fanaticism.

Hairspring knelt on one knee before the altar, respectfully presenting the message scroll with both hands.

"By God above."

"Taya Bone King Su Ming is continuously maintaining a dimensional rift."

"My subordinates believe this matter will seriously affect the ' The End Descends ' plan."

"We humbly request the Supreme God to issue a divine decree."

The runes on the scroll lit up and turned into countless fragments. The work report recorded on it during this period was extracted by the Divine Prayer array and thrown into the giant eye in the sky.

A reply came within seconds.

The information was projected directly into the minds of all the members of the Plundering Clock below, and it was a completely new plan.

"Execute this order without fail!"

"Yes!"

No one dared to hesitate and quickly responded.

****

The eyes in the air vanished.

The darkness deep within the rift collapsed inward, and the remaining energy was also swallowed up and reclaimed by the spatial rift.

A brief collapse occurred around the edge of the altar, and several fragments of Rock Core disappeared silently, as if bitten off by something outside of reality.

The night sky returned to its original state, leaving only a faint echo above Cloud Fang City.

Hairspring stood up. The bell-ringing priest stepped forward, his lips trembling slightly.

"Sir, forty tons of Rock Core..."

Hairspring suddenly turned her head and glared at him coldly.

"Was there anything unclear about the divine revelation just now?"

The bell-ringer trembled.

"Without!"

He dared not utter another word and immediately turned to make arrangements, and the priests all busied themselves with the task.

The Death Knell came to Hairspring's side.

"The Supreme God intends to forcibly teleport the personnel."

The instructions just given by Jörmungandr are very clear:

Forty tons of Rock Core were used to tear open and expand the spatial rift that was originally planned to be used to drop supplies a few days later.

Such a disproportionate investment couldn't possibly be for delivering supplies anymore; it could only be for new reinforcements. There was one thing that Hairspring and Death Knell understood without saying a word.

This forcibly torn passage is bound to be filled with dangerous spatial turbulence. Only those at the Clock Hand level are capable of risking their lives to reach it.

The Death Knell rang softly.

As powerful as the Clock Hand, revered by countless believers, it was almost a legend in the eyes of the various tribes of Eden.

Even under the command of the supreme god, they are still nothing more than expendable items that can be put onto the chessboard at any time.

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Death Knell felt a chill run down his spine.

She immediately shook her head, banishing such a disrespectful thought from her mind.

****

Hairspring watched the busy priests, the entire guiding array that had been prepared had to be completely reworked.

"Rather than letting Su Ming and the others continue to study spatial arrays, it would only add more variables."

He said in a deep voice, "The Supreme God made a decisive decision!"

"The tactics are undoubtedly brilliant," Death Knell agreed. The two Destiny Level powerhouses, along with her and Hairspring, were enough to launch a thorough attack. For example, they could destroy the Rift Magic Array, seize the "Plane Boundary Nexus," and in the process, seize the opportunity to kill Children of Calamity who dared to obstruct them.

As long as the execution is swift and decisive, Su Ming will have no time to react and will be powerless to resist, and can only watch as everything he has painstakingly built up vanishes into thin air.

Even someone as powerful as Atiya was killed in the same way by Yexiya.

"Can you guess who's coming this time?" Death Knell asked.

"Chief of the Clock Hand, Dharma King Abidaqi is definitely one," said Hairspring. "The other one is uncertain, but his combat strength is certainly sufficient."

"Master Abidaqi is the wisest; with him leading the team, there's naturally no need to worry about any more mistakes." Death Knell breathed a sigh of relief.

The newly arrived Destiny Level beings possess an overwhelming advantage over Taya's extraordinary combat power.

With two such powerful individuals coming together, the situation becomes even more unsolvable.

As long as nothing like the last accident happens...

Hairspring clearly knew what Death Knell was thinking, and he was equally angry, gritting his teeth.

"It's all that stupid dragon's fault!"

Ignoring all advice, Miasma Throat launched a solo attack, specifically targeting Bone King when Pansy was nearby. He squandered his winning hand!

Thinking about this, Death Knell was somewhat puzzled.

"This is exactly what we were afraid of, and we even wrote a letter about it."

Why won't he listen at all?

If the Miasma Throat were still around, the three of them working together would have made the situation much easier, and there would have been no need for this extra teleportation adjustment, which would have wasted precious strategic resources.

Hairspring shrugged, her expression one of innocent bewilderment. "Who knows?"

Several priests ascended the observatory to observe the radiance of the magic array spreading out in concentric circles.

Because of the change in the nature of the task, the optimal timing for receiving the person will inevitably shift significantly, and everything needs to be recalculated.

"It might have to be activated a day and a half earlier," a bell-ringing priest worriedly said. "Will we have enough time to set up a new buffer and guiding array in less than two days?"

"Let's stay up all night and get to work!" another replied, her eyes still brimming with the fervor from their previous descent. "What's a little sleeplessness compared to the glory of God!"

****

At the same time, a bustling scene unfolded on the lakeside of Immortal Spirit Peninsula. Light fairies provided illumination, earth fairies assisted in digging, water fairies helped with carving, and fire fairies solidified array patterns, greatly increasing their speed.

"These little devils are so obedient," a formation master remarked.

He reached out and broke off a petal from the moonflower. The little fairy, who had just finished her work, immediately took it, then held it in both hands and began to nibble and suck on it, her little mouth instantly bulging.

These dew-covered flowers were purchased by Ainuobia from the elves after learning of their arrival. If you don't consider the cost of air freight, they weren't actually that expensive.

The formation master group feels somewhat like they're enslaving cheap child labor.

Soon, the basic formation framework was completed, and the first batch of ten core crystals of the "Interception Array" were embedded in the ground.

Zhifo used a leaf to record the data, checked it and nodded in satisfaction.

"Everyone, hurry up and try to finish it within one day."

"I'll arrange for the cutest wind sprites to fan you, and their reward will be a flower petal every ten minutes."

"But you can't try to take him home!"

The array masters roared with laughter, "No problem!"