I have a city in another world

Some time ago.

The outer perimeter of the flower sea.

The alliance's envoy team arrived at the scene and quickly took action to clear this miraculous sea of ​​flowers.

With everyone watching closely, the delegation dared not be perfunctory and instead went all out to carry out its mission.

To ensure the success of their mission, the delegation also deployed large-scale alchemy equipment, which was neatly arranged around the perimeter of the flower field.

Shaped like a super speedboat, this floating gold-refining device can create clouds and hover at a height of thousands of meters in the air.

As the gold refining equipment started up, thick fog continuously sprayed from the nozzles, which then flew towards the sea of ​​flowers under the propulsion of the airflow.

The artificially generated fog contained diluted alchemical antidote, which fell continuously as it traveled, staining the vibrant flowers.

There are many similar devices, specially brought in from other places in an attempt to increase the overall amount of fog.

Under normal circumstances, this alchemical equipment can fly freely and work while in flight.

The flower field has a unique environment, making it impossible to fly into it; therefore, it can only stay in place.

However, it doesn't matter. As long as certain results are achieved, the alchemy equipment can proceed in parallel to penetrate the sea of ​​flowers.

It continuously erases traces, like an eraser, for thorough cleaning.

In addition to alchemical weather equipment, heavy artillery was also brought in from the military, using a type of runic alchemical incendiary shell.

The shells are airbursts, scattering the explosive powder over a large area, which is then ignited instantly, creating a deadly high temperature of thousands of degrees Celsius, capable of melting metal objects instantly.

In addition to being killed by high temperatures, it will also deplete oxygen instantly, causing the target to die from suffocation.

Using such a weapon to deal with flowers that can be easily snapped is clearly a waste of its potential.

If the flower fields were to be destroyed and cleared in this way, it would inevitably come at a huge cost.

However, compared to the impact of the miracle, this expense is insignificant. As long as this matter can be resolved, any cost is worthwhile.

Various weapons, including alchemical herbal sprays, were continuously launched into the flower field.

Many people gathered around to watch, and many wizards also observed the attack remotely via live stream.

Some people were very interested, while some wizards were very regretful, believing that this miracle should not be easily erased.

It's best to keep it for research, where you'll surely reap more benefits, rather than dealing with it in the most rude way.

Those watching all knew that for the authorities, this was like spitting in their face, something that needed to be wiped clean as soon as possible, otherwise it would be both disgusting and embarrassing.

The officials don't care about the hidden value behind the miracles at all. Compared with the potential benefits, those in power are more concerned about whether it will affect their own current interests.

As for future long-term development, that's all in the future and has nothing to do with my current self.

The attack seemed to go relatively smoothly at first, but as the thick fog spread and was sprayed, the flowers that came into contact with it instantly wilted.

That vibrant life force seemed to be drained away by an invisible force, and the flowers looked as if they had encountered the bitter frost of late autumn, and death seemed inevitable.

The incendiary bombs that were thrown in burst into brilliant flames. Due to the influence of the rules, it was impossible to see the specific situation clearly. All that could be seen was a scene resembling flashing thunderclouds.

The rumbling sound was like thunder and lightning.

Rain and fog, thunder and lightning—all aimed at the delicate flowers, with the sole purpose of utterly destroying them.

Under normal circumstances, delicate plants would indeed not be able to withstand such a terrifying attack.

However, the environment of the Miracle Flower Sea is completely different from normal conditions, and no one can guarantee that it will be effective.

All we need to do now is wait and observe; perhaps it won't be long before we receive feedback on the attack.

To facilitate observation and monitoring, the authorities even deployed four demigod eyes, distributed in different directions across the sea of ​​flowers.

In the event of any abnormal situation, we can observe and locate it immediately, and then report the information to the authorities.

Armed with professional equipment, official personnel can also share the perspective of the Eye of God and launch remote attacks when necessary.

The scene observed by the demigod's eye was now unfolding before the delegation. They saw flickering flames ahead, but these were obscured by distorted light and shadow, making it impossible to discern the specifics. Most observers assumed the attack had been effective, and the destruction would continue to accumulate.

If they persist, this miraculous flower field will inevitably be destroyed, and the Wizard Alliance will ultimately emerge victorious.

The onlookers present all believed that this was an inevitable result, and many cultivators felt it was a great pity.

Simply because their research hasn't officially started, the authorities are unwilling to give them more opportunities.

Only the leader of the delegation, a ninth-rank wizard, maintained a serious expression throughout.

From the moment he arrived, he had a bad feeling, and as the attacks continued, this unease grew stronger.

He couldn't pinpoint the exact problem, and remained extremely cautious.

The attack continued, and in a short period of time, a massive amount of ammunition and alchemical potions were deployed.

Unbeknownst to them, the attack lasted for two hours.

I don't know what the inside of the flower field looks like, but the changes in the edge areas are indeed not significant.

As a group of members of the mission discussed whether to suspend the attack and devise a way to conduct reconnaissance, an unexpected situation suddenly occurred.

The flames in the central area of ​​the flower field flickered and tumbled violently, turning the clear sky into a dark, gloomy mess.

At this moment, all the air currents around converged towards the center of the flower sea, as if the flower sea had become a living thing, taking a deep breath.

The rapidly moving airflow, comparable to a Category 17 gale, instantly sucked in many people and objects.

At this moment, the wind howled, countless things flew in the air, and trees were broken by the wind everywhere.

Cultivators felt a sense of dread in this environment, while ordinary people were as fragile as paper.

As the heavy vehicles tumbled through the air and more and more items drifted towards the center of the flower sea from all directions, the monks of the envoy group felt a sense of foreboding.

They knew from the beginning that this magnificent sea of ​​flowers actually concealed deadly dangers.

These things created by the gods are far more terrifying than imagined; only the ignorant would be fooled by their beautiful appearance.

As an official dispatch team, they were certainly aware of the dangers of miracles and never let their guard down from beginning to end.

It was also expected that after a series of destructive attacks, there would inevitably be a backlash.

The backlash was far more terrifying than imagined, resulting in a horrific storm.

Like a docile wild beast that has entered a state of rage and begins to attack indiscriminately.

The most frightening thing is that the strong winds blowing in the air right now may just be part of the opening ceremony.

The wizards could clearly see a giant tornado taking shape in the sky above the center of the flower field.

Below the tornado, in a place that should have been incredibly slender, appeared a giant sphere that shimmered with dazzling light.

As the strong winds continued to suck in the air, the sphere expanded in size, its surface covered with lightning-like cracks.

It seems that at some point, this sphere will explode, releasing a terrifying power.

Upon seeing this scene, the wizards' pupils constricted, and they retreated without hesitation.

Do everything you can to fight off the strong winds and evacuate to a safe area, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

The group of monks in the envoy team also withdrew one after another, unwilling to face such unknown dangers.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, countless flowers were swept away and spread in all directions, scattering onto the spot where everyone had been standing.

An invisible force appeared, seemingly freezing the surrounding space and trapping those who tried to escape in place.

They exhausted all their strength trying to move and escape, but faced with the sucking wind and spatial confinement, every step they took was extremely difficult.

Panic rose in my heart and quickly turned into despair, followed by a loud bang in the distance.

Like a giant firework, it sprayed in all directions, creating a dazzling rain of flowers. (End of Chapter)