The fisherman druid is in another world

Chapter 815

The adventure team consisted of 76 people, most of whom were very confident and in high spirits.

The journey was exceptionally smooth, so smooth that some of the extraordinary individuals who had personally experienced the battles along the way felt uneasy and easily associated it with the tranquility before a major battle.

Black Robo in the team received even more information.

The key point is not that his previously deployed pseudo-monster spies, who were roaming around, discovered more secrets of the dimensional kingdom, but that the kingdom's activity level had increased significantly and that they had recognized him.

He wasn't too surprised by this.

After all, the technology package he sent out by the Blood Silk Monster he created during the previous battle in the deep sea was quite sophisticated.

Simply put, if the mechanism of the dimensional god kingdom still retains the characteristics of life-like instincts, then it will only receive type A packages.

If it possesses the thinking ability of a certain intelligent being, it will receive a Type B package.

If its intelligence level is equivalent to that of an adult human, then it can crack the package. In that case, there's no point in considering A or B.
After all, the difference between the two types of packages lies not in the technology itself, but in the delivery method.

A is like liquid food, while B is like cooked food. A wise person, given the choice, will choose both A and B, or neither. They will eat what they want, however they want.

Based on the current feedback, the Dimensional Kingdom's system has at least recovered to level B.

This is a good thing for Black Robb.

He wasn't afraid of the dimensional god kingdom being terrifyingly strong, but rather that the dimensional god kingdom wasn't strong enough to retain the adventurers.

Once the Night God Society and even the Ibelin Shaman Society can come and go as they please, returning to the Abyss Dimension won't be particularly difficult. They can simply find a suitable location and deploy an ultra-long-range teleportation array, regardless of the cost.

Therefore, when Black Rob discovered that the Dimensional God Kingdom's mechanism had actually recognized his existence, he immediately felt that the reward for aiding the enemy in the last operation was obvious, the situation was improving, and the plan to attack the Abyss Dimension was becoming increasingly feasible.

Once again arriving in the Black Sea region, a region with glaciers resembling Antarctica, the extraordinary individuals unleashed their energy constructs and battle formations into the water.

This can be considered the last round of practical testing before the big battle, to identify any problems and make adjustments accordingly.

Numas and his two elite assistants, however, did not use this type of battle formation.

After all, unlike other non-shamanic members who were bought with real money, he was given a magical artifact-level warship without paying any money, which was already because he still had value to be sacrificed.

As for the cockpit, the interior space of this warship is close to that of a seven-seat commercial vehicle, and three people can sit comfortably without feeling cramped.

Although the seats themselves are not very comfortable, the extraordinary individuals have plenty of ways to adjust them.

The vine suspension system that Black Robo built using Numas's talent alone insulated him from severe turbulence and also enhanced his mental network capabilities.

Thanks to this local area network, the three men had a thorough understanding of the warships and each other's situation.

Of course, there are specific levels of authority. As the one in a higher position, Numas has an absolute advantage. The situation of the other two is completely transparent to him, while his situation is somewhat concealed, and the data provided is not comprehensive.

On the surface, Black Robo's launch was a practical test of the fusion effect between the warship and the corresponding magic.

For example, the giant squid transformation used last time can be used with this magic weapon to transform it into a plant-encased iron and iron-encased flesh. In addition to the siphon jet acceleration, a warship propeller cruise mode can also be added.

In reality, it is through the Black Sea waters that the mechanisms of the dimensional kingdoms can be better interacted with.

Because water is denser than air, it is easier to secretly transmit messages using supernatural powers.

Black Rob quickly provided a technical analysis of the energy construct battle array.

These conclusions were drawn from his observation of the underwater fortress, where he managed to get a chance to use his phone and then deconstruct it. Given his expertise, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he had completely sold this battle formation data to the dimensional divine kingdom's mechanisms.

Even if the Dimensional God Kingdom's mechanism couldn't immediately transform this technical data into professional countermeasures, it would still be wary of this guy who was unconditionally fawning over them. At least they would know the strengths and weaknesses of the battle formation, which would make it easier to test and verify.

This alone can be of great help in the upcoming confrontation.

About a kilometer below the surface of the Black Sea, the underwater matrix constructed during the last operation was indeed completely destroyed.

Black Robb was greatly comforted by this.

If the dimensional divine kingdom's mechanism lacks harmony with him in this regard, then the adventure team will see that the underwater matrix is ​​still intact. Upon inspection, they will discover that some means have delayed the underwater matrix's self-destruction process, thus realizing that there is likely a traitor in their team.

And now, building the underwater matrix 2.0 didn't take much effort or time.

However, the adventure team still chose to rest for eight hours in the underwater matrix.

The first reason is that the journey from the sea fortress to here may not be physically demanding, but it is quite mentally taxing.

Reason two: Several battle formation groups have requested more time to practice the deep-sea applications of battle formations.

After all, the Dark Sea is quite different from the Earth Sea. Not only is the environment harsher here, but the concentration of radiation is also very high, and the laws are more severely distorted.

Thirdly, the adventure team decided to further improve the underwater matrix, partly to provide psychological reassurance that they had a safe escape route, and partly to express their determination to fight and not retreat easily.

As for Black Rob, he was happy to see all of this happen.

The adventure team is preparing, and the dimensional divine realm's mechanisms are also being prepared. This is a good opportunity to digest the technical information about energy construct battle arrays that he recently shared.

The rest period was uneventful and unremarkable.

Upon arrival at the appointed time, the adventure team set off on schedule. Of the more than seventy people in total, over fifty were mobilized, giving them quite the momentum of going all in.

After all, of the twenty-odd people who stayed behind, one-third were skilled in formation defense, one-third were technically proficient, and less than one-third were truly skilled in combat. With such a personnel structure, it was already a great achievement to ensure the safety of the underwater matrix.

The main force of the adventure team still uses the same method to enter the inner world. Now, they form a deeper concept of the abyss in their minds. Under this self-suggestion and self-hypnosis, they almost ritualistically dive down to complete the leap from the surface to the inside.

Each group performed well in this step, without any unexpected incidents. However, after each battle formation crossed into the inner world and had just dived down two or three hundred meters, an unexpected event suddenly occurred.

The waterway has become hollow!
The effect was as if it emerged from a super tank of water floating in the sky, plunged headfirst into the air, and thus became a free fall.

This situation surprised all the groups.

With their minds preoccupied with how to fight in deep-sea combat, they hadn't even considered how to switch to aerial combat or how each battle formation should respond.

At this point, it all comes down to the on-the-spot reaction ability of each battle group member.

From Black Robb's perspective, the Night Gods and the Shamans performed the best.

As the provider of the energy-constructed battle array, their level of application of this technology system is clearly a level above that of the other groups.

The two teams from the Shamanic Guild both unanimously performed the Kunpeng Transformation. The giant Kun transformed into a Leviathan-like whale, becoming a strange thunderbird with two pairs of wings. The process was swift and smooth, as if it were a pre-planned transformation.

The Night Gods team was even more stunning, shining brightly and sprouting wings, thus taking on the form of the Emperor Ray, amphibious in the sea and air, swimming together in both.

The best-performing teams were in freefall for over a minute before stabilizing the situation, then changing their battle formation to a form conducive to flight, or switching from underwater to airborne.

The fake Numas controlled by Black Robo belongs to the latter category. The squid's appearance has not changed, but its internal structure has been adjusted. The warship has been transformed into a stormship, and the outer fins, which undulate in a regular wave pattern, have begun to release a blue light symbolizing the power of the wind element. The squid has changed from free fall to falling leaves, and then it is surrounded by lightning, becoming an electric squid. From then on, it can float in the air by relying on magnetic force and wind power.

Fortunately for the various battle groups, as they stumbled and began their descent, no powerful, numerous, or both types of strange creatures seized the opportunity to launch a surprise attack. Otherwise, even if they had managed to cope, they would have certainly been in a sorry state and suffered heavy losses.

From another perspective, this setback was ultimately harmless; the team's ability to persevere was not compromised, and the project can still proceed.

However, the new environment raised everyone's vigilance to a new level; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they were on edge.

The sky was a dark red color with scattered glimmers of light, but the source of the light was unknown.

The layered sea of ​​clouds resembled staggered, overlapping buildings, with each cluster seemingly concealing an enemy.

The shaman will contact each battle formation, instructing them to maintain a state of neither too close nor too far apart.

After weaving through and navigating through more than a dozen layers of clouds, the floating island came into view.

The sky, however high, seemed endless, with the floating islands arranged in a staggered pattern. However, these floating islands were nothing like the birdsong and fragrant flowers of the past; their jagged, bare rock formations easily reminded Black Rob of the volcanic island he had once known.

Faced with such a vast and profound underworld, even the members of the Night God Society felt bewildered.

After an emergency discussion, it was finally decided that the battle group should explore lower levels and attempt to reach the bottom.

Black Rob's only assessment of this choice was that his IQ suddenly dropped to zero.

Since in the Otherworld, water is not real water, and the immense water pressure of the abyss may not exist, then why must the sky be the sky, and why can the depth be infinite?
These can all be concepts, the same logical formulas, but they won't work if you change the scenario or the object being presented.

This made him suspect that the people of the Night God Society and the Shaman Society were probably not very bright, and that they were all given instructions by their superiors beforehand.

Therefore, they only know what to do but not why, and without any prior advice or strategies, they degenerate into fools when faced with unexpected situations.

Against this backdrop, the latest decision can be described as quite foolish, essentially adding debuffs to itself.

When the idea that "we have been flying downwards for a very long time" takes root, then this depth, which does not actually exist, becomes real, and in the future, if one wants to retreat, one must travel the corresponding distance.

This is a classic example of walking a long road but not winning people's hearts.

While complaining, Black Rob told the two elite superhumans assisting him that in order to prevent them from becoming a burden in the upcoming operation, he would inject them with a small amount of sedative-type superhuman drugs. He told them not to make a fuss if anything unusual happened, but if their auditory and visual hallucinations were particularly severe, they should report it immediately and not hide it.

These two wild elves, who knows how they've been trained by the shaman, behaved very obediently, which made things easy for them.

Black Robb didn't actually inject the two with sedatives; he injected them with hallucinogens.

This is intended to eliminate their preconceived notions about the environment.

Otherwise, as a small group, he is very likely to be dragged down by the perceptions of these two people.

Shortly after the hallucination was completed, the largest team in the shamanic guild displayed the light signal "Follow me," and then took the lead, beginning a rapid descent.

Other factions also stopped circling or patrolling and began to descend rapidly in its wake.

For a moment, it did resemble a meteor shower.

Passing through layers of floating islands, we saw clouds below again, but this time not in staggered layers, but in a thick sea of ​​clouds.

Faced with this situation, the shaman will issue a notice to further strengthen the connections between the various teams.

Soon, the glowing fiber optic cables connected the various battle groups, and even Black Robo's side was assigned one.

And so, like a small, unusual boat group bound together by chains, they plunged into the sea of ​​clouds.

The sea of ​​clouds was lead-gray in color, hazy and misty inside, with extremely low visibility. Moreover, it was rich in extraordinary radiation, which severely affected perception. Even legendary beings found it difficult to perceive.

Of course, it's not impossible to maintain uninterrupted signal, it just depends on whether it's worth the effort. If you feel that spending a lot of energy just to maintain uninterrupted communication is worthwhile, then it is indeed possible to communicate in real time and visualize each other's positions and the overall formation of the battle group.

The shamanic community chose a compromise in this matter. They neither overemphasized the importance of uninterrupted communication nor ignored it.

Simply put, the shaman would act as the core, transmitting encrypted communication commands to each battle group. Subsequently, each battle group was allowed to cease reporting their status at fixed times and instead navigate silently, contacting each other only when necessary.

Black Robb smiled without saying a word, because he knew that the adventurer group was getting deeper and deeper into trouble.

The more complex the cognition, the more comprehensive and realistic the concept, the more difficult it is to reverse.

Now, the adventure team, under the guidance of the shamanic society, is filling in the gaps in their knowledge and firmly believing in what they have seen, heard, and felt. Little do they know, they are digging a hole for themselves.

But as I said before, he was happy to see it happen.

Half an hour passed, and the adventure group was still descending rapidly!
This rapid descent is like a sky version of stepping on the gas downhill, much faster than free fall.

Moreover, this kind of descent involves acceleration. Half an hour has passed, and the speed of each combat group is really fast, almost like a meteor entering the atmosphere.

More and more people are sensing that something is wrong.

However, no one shouted out direct denials of the Shaman Council's decision-making in the public channel. Instead, someone subtly reminded them: "At this rate, if a floating island is hidden in the sea of ​​clouds, the warband is likely to run into it head-on. It's time to consider braking."

In fact, the people from the Shaman Society and the Night God Society also noticed the problem. What kind of cloud layer could be so thick that even after driving at 400 or 500 miles per hour for half an hour, they still couldn't penetrate it?
This is clearly illogical; perhaps the adventure team has unknowingly fallen into a Möbius strip.

So, following the advice, after the announcement, all battle groups began to slow down simultaneously.

Finally, they simply kept only the falling speed, which was slightly faster than 5 centimeters per second, to facilitate self-checking and joint discussion among the groups.

The conclusion of the discussion was: "We're probably stuck here."

Because just as the adventure team reduced their speed to almost a standstill, gravity quickly disappeared.

It gave people the feeling that gravity had disappeared, that the adventure team had fallen into a mental trap, constantly accelerating and forming inertia, and thus believing that gravity was still there.

Now that the concept of gravity has been removed, confusion will arise, and it will only be a matter of time before things become chaotic.

If one is uncertain about even where they are, it's akin to being lost at sea, and it's very difficult to find a way back.

Of course, difficult does not mean impossible.

The adventure team had prepared methods for disengaging from combat and escaping.

However, neither the Night God Society nor the Shaman Society were willing to end their operation in such a humiliating manner.

They didn't even see a single strange creature, and the adventure team messed themselves up. They're too ashamed to even say that!

He notified all the battle groups via the channel that the safety net was under control and that no one needed to lose their way.

Since they weren't afraid of not being able to find their way home, the idea of ​​causing trouble came back to them.

Simply put, you need to find out something from the test, gather relevant information, and then tell others about the experience in order to have a decent explanation and save face.

Just as the adventure team was discussing how to provoke a response from the Dimensional God Kingdom through sabotage, the response arrived: beetles, larger than an adult's fist, endlessly swarmed towards the battle formation cluster...

(End of this chapter)