Magic Industrial Age.

Chapter 600, Section 598: Missile Test Launch

In the depths of the multiverse, in the highest dimension.

This is the core of the multiverse, the place where rules converge, where light and darkness coexist, and the place of chaos.

Time has no concept here, space does not exist here, and matter and energy are mixed together.

Yet here, a magnificent palace floats on the water, exuding divine power and solemnity.

The palace was divided into countless levels and displayed countless thrones, some dazzlingly bright, others somewhat dim.

Some are a deathly gray color, covered with cracks, resembling tombstones.

Moreover, their positions are not static; they move from time to time, making a rumbling sound.

This is the pantheon of the multiverse, the place where all the gods gather.

Only by raising one's throne to the heavens and placing it in the pantheon can one be considered a true god.

In a sense, deities are a group favored by the multiverse; their existence itself is a way to compensate for the deficiencies of the rules.

Although they are powerful, they are also bound by their faith.

They seem omnipotent, yet they are bound by their divine authority.

Even those evil deities are, in fact, maintaining the order and balance of the multiverse.

This Pantheon is said to have been created by the supreme god, and it contains records of all the gods in the entire multiverse.

Whether they have fallen or still exist, whether they are powerful or weak, they can all be found here.

Of course, besides proving identity, the Pantheon has some other functions.

For example, right now, with a 'hum' sound, a throne suddenly shone brightly, spreading vast divine power, even forcing the surrounding thrones to choose to flee.

On that throne, a divine figure appeared, seemingly both real and illusory, as majestic as a mountain and as dazzling as the sun.

He raised his hand and clenched it, unleashing divine power that caused ripples to spread outwards. The throne moved with a rumble, directly entering a separate palace.

Then, more messages were sent out, and more thrones appeared in this palace.

On the throne, the figures of gods appeared, some in human form, some with animal heads and human bodies, and some directly in animal form, all perched on the throne.

Their divine might intertwined, some only slightly colliding, while others were even fiercely opposed, fighting and killing each other without any compatibility.

Clearly, their relationship was not harmonious; if they weren't in the Pantheon, they probably would have already started fighting.

Without a doubt, the deity that initiated the meeting was the most powerful, so powerful that even with the might of a single god, he was enough to rival all the other deities.

Finally, the eighteen thrones appeared here, and nothing more was added.

The person who convened the meeting finally spoke, his deep voice resounding throughout the hall.

"The Council of Gods of the World of Herka now begins!"

"This agenda item is a vote on the divine war concerning the Silver Summit Astral City of Nesseril!"

“My opinion is very clear: now is the best opportunity to deliver a fatal blow before they break free of their restraints.”

"This battle is unavoidable and cannot be delayed; we must fight!"

"Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

"I object!"

"I believe we should fight!"

"Fight, fight, fight!"

This wasn't the first time such a meeting had been held; the debates had already taken place, and the discussions had already been completed.

Now is the time for them to vote.

The wills of the gods clashed wildly within the palace, each expressing its stance, until finally, the great God of Light spoke again, his booming voice seemingly capable of shattering the entire palace.

"The war of the gods is about to begin!"

"Gentlemen, please make your own plans and preparations!"

"We will personally go to the battlefield and annihilate these bandits and thieves from another world."

……

Silver Top Star-Piercing Floating City.

Dangdangdang!

A crisp, penetrating knocking sound rang out, landing in each of the hidden laboratories and waking up the great arcane mages who were engrossed in their training and experiments.

They looked up in dissatisfaction at the sundial in the sky, then picked up their own magic wands.

With a casual swipe, their figures began to flicker, weaving between reality and illusion, and finally landing in a magnificent hall.

This structure features a pure glass dome, where magical power flows through the structure; it has no support, yet it will not decay.

The corresponding positions are adorned with colorful gemstones, reflecting a dazzling and radiant light.

The ground here is covered with magical patterns, layer upon layer, intertwined and seemingly endless. The closer you look, the more dizzying it becomes.

A magical power flows within, radiating a faint light, so that walking through it feels as if one is walking on the truth.

There is a huge round table, and thirteen seats surrounding the round table.

One by one, figures descended from the sky and landed in their seats. In no time, there were twelve great arcane masters here.

Apart from the main seat, the place was empty, and no one dared to occupy it.

The first person on the left, a bald, long-bearded, fat old man, coughed twice to attract everyone's attention before speaking: "The Arcane Council, the 12345th session, is officially beginning."

"Gentlemen, the situation we are facing now is very serious!"

"Ewald Robinson has returned, wounded. He was injured by the human count known as the Holy Dragon."

I have reason to believe that Ignazio Rivera's divine intervention failed.

"The human count is still alive, which means we must have obtained his memories. Our plan has probably been exposed."

The Arcane Council was not a council of gods, and it wasn't that serious. The old man had just finished speaking when a gaunt archmage interrupted him: "Wait, do you have reason to believe that?"

What's the reason? Why do you think the information was leaked?

We are archmages, pursuing truth, therefore we must be rigorous!

It was an absurd statement that infuriated the fat old man, causing his veins to bulge. The problem was, the other archmages actually nodded in agreement, echoing his sentiments.

“I contacted the Seven Gods, and they clearly stated that their projections were gone, which means the Divine Blessing Necklace is damaged.”

No matter how bad it is, it's already broken.

Most importantly, if the reincarnation is successful, Ignazio Rivera will send us a message immediately.

Have you received it?

"no!"

"Doesn't that prove he's already dead?"

"It's really good!"

A high-ranking arcane mage agreed, but the next second, he raised an objection: "However, how can you prove that our plan has been exposed?"

"That's because the Flower Territory has introduced a unique Environmental Protection Law, which was obviously prepared in advance, and the Church of the Sun God has also made unusual moves, which we have already discovered."

Is that enough?

"It's still not very rigorous, but it's enough, right? We really need to prepare for the worst."

"So now, can we discuss the issues? What should we do given the current situation?"
This is crucial; it concerns the future and survival of the Silver Top. Gentlemen, this matter can no longer be delayed. No matter how important your experiments are, we must formulate a strategy and execute it.”

"Okay, I agree."

"We are not delaying, but rather pursuing the truth with the attitude of boldly hypothesizing and carefully verifying."

These are the teachings of the great ancient sage, the first Archmage Leonidas.
Okay, okay, this isn't history class time, so let's get back to the topic. Where were we?

"How should we deal with these indigenous gods? What do you think of Plan B?"

"I believe Plan C will put us in an invincible position."

"But I think Plan D would be better; it would achieve our goals. Please note, we are here to rule this prime material plane."

Therefore, the first step, the massive purge, must be carried out.

"A large-scale purge is necessary, but we must ensure our own safety first. I think it's best to implement Plan C first."

"B is better! I think B is better."

"Didn't you guys consider that we could actually do it together? Who says we have to do it one at a time?"

After these words were spoken, the hall fell silent for a long time, followed by a continuous stream of agreement.

"Makes sense!"

"I agree!"

"To implement a plan while ensuring one's own safety is the proper conduct of the Arcane Council."

"Yeah!"

Amidst the outcry, someone raised another question: "If every plane has a self-feedback mechanism, then the fact that the human count was able to kill Ignazio Rivera must be the plane's self-salvation, a choice of fate."

"What do you think we should do to deal with him?" "That human, I heard, has established a stronghold, a fortress base, on the 138th level of the Abyss. His ambitions are quite considerable."

"Abyss, the little guy is really brave. But now that we're in the Abyss, the way to deal with him is much simpler."

"There are so many powerful beings there. Let's find one, let's find one for our human heroes."

"Leave this to me. I know the Abyss like the back of my hand!"

"it is good!"

……

Abyss Level 138.

"Lord Marius Gray, you really aren't lying to me?"

Even with Luo Yi's composure, upon hearing this, she couldn't help but jump up and ask a serious question.

Marius Gray, however, tried his best to suppress his emotions and said, "Your Majesty, we would never dare to deceive you."

We've passed all the calculations and experiments; theoretically, there's no problem. It's just that the actual test launch hasn't been conducted yet.

"We are informing you that we want you to preside over this long-range missile test launch. Of course, we also need to identify a target."

"How many did you prepare?"

"All three have the same main design, but there are some subtle differences. We explored different possibilities."

Loy grinned and said, "What else is there to say? Of course, it's the Demon Castle of the Abyss Minotaur Lord. Let's make it our target."

Of course, we'll have to wait a little while, at least until my war legions are ready to set off.

"Follow your orders."

……

Theodoshi, the Minotaur Lord of the Abyss, has been feeling unwell lately, very unwell.

The alliance of demon lords did not end in infighting, but was instead defeated by a mortal.

He wouldn't have believed it if it hadn't happened to him.

What He found even more unbelievable was that mortals could become so powerful in just a few days.

So powerful that even a demon lord despaired?

He couldn't even imagine how this was done.
A blessing from a powerful deity?
Infection from the original form of the ancient evil entity?
The human form of a divine being?

Or did he directly complete the ascension ritual?

Even with all that, one still needs to master and become familiar with the power step by step, and that's just for a person!
How could a human be so powerful?

Theodosius questioned and countered countless times, but whenever he thought of the Soul Slayer and the Eye Lord dying before his eyes, he could not stop his fear.

He prayed to his god, Buffalo-Men, the Minotaur god, and the one answered him.
However, they were unwilling to pay too much attention to it.

Because that one was unwilling to believe that a person could be so powerful, and thought that He was just joking.

Furthermore, that one was embroiled in an endless bloody battle with another Abyss King, the Gnoll King Yenogu, and simply had no time to deal with Him.

As a result, Theodosius's request for help was rejected, as was his request to retreat.

He could only stay here, wait here, as if waiting to die!
His sense of crisis has reached its peak today.

He is coming!

That mortal, with his steel monster, is coming!

This made Him restless!
"Get out! Get out of here, all of you..."

Theodosius roared, his greatsword tearing through space, and with a wailing sound, a high-ranking demon who couldn't dodge in time was cleaved in two.

The blood fell like rain, soaking Him all over, but He actually felt much better.

But just as He was about to kill one or two more demons to vent His anger, the demons around Him had already fled far away.

However, at that very moment, He seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up.

Then, a meteor with a fiery tail fell from the sky, hurtling towards the Demon Castle at incredible speed.

No, that wasn't a shooting star!
Because a real meteor doesn't have its speed, nor does it pose any danger!

Moo!
Theodosius let out a roar and swung his sword again.

This strike, imbued with concentrated dark magic, transformed into a thousand-foot-long blade of light that swept across the land.

He wanted to cut that 'shooting star' in two!

This response was certainly correct, but some people predicted His prediction.

The blade and the 'meteor' collided, and the next second, a huge explosion occurred, a mushroom cloud rose out of nowhere and spread in all directions, the high temperature and shock wave seemed to be about to destroy everything.

More importantly, the meteor contained countless fragments, which, under the shockwave, transformed into the most deadly weapons, flying everywhere.

The Demon Castle remained standing, and Theodosius was of course unaffected, but the demons surrounding the castle suffered, almost all of them turning to ashes in the firelight.

Far, far away, inside the Abyss War Fortress, Marius Gray is introducing his masterpiece.

“We knew that many enemies would use various methods to intercept missiles, so we designed an energy-triggered mechanism for this common missile model.”

"Whether it's battle aura, magic, or evil power, as long as it wants to destroy the missile, it will automatically detonate, just like now!"

Luo Yi nodded: "A very ingenious design. So, what about the second one?"

The magic mirror in front of me flickered, and images from the near-orbit magic eye were rapidly transmitted to me.

Then, a second 'meteor' streaked across the sky, trailing a crimson tail, and rapidly approached.

This time, Theodosius changed his approach; he chose to freeze. Dark magic transformed into ice, spreading through the air as if to freeze the 'shooting star'.

Since direct collisions of energy can lead to explosions, it's better to freeze them, preventing them from being released and thus avoiding explosions.

But at this moment, He miscalculated again!
Because this time, the missile contained only highly concentrated holy water.

Theodosius's freezing magic, in the final analysis, is still classified as dark magic. When it comes into contact with highly concentrated holy water, the two boil like magma.

And then, a gentle, holy rain began to fall here.

It's hard to imagine how terrified the demons were under the rain, which felt like sulfuric acid corroding large holes in them.

Marius Gray chuckled, a smug but triumphant laugh.

"Nothing can cause more damage to demons than highly concentrated holy water."

This was blessed by a legendary priest; it's guaranteed to be something our side will love and the enemy will suffer from.

"What about the third one? Is there any other clever design?"

"Your Majesty, you will see for yourself."

The image on the magic mirror changed again; the third missile was already approaching. This time, Theodosius was truly terrified.

Therefore, He chose the Great Disintegration Technique!

A beam of azure light shot out, about to disintegrate the missile.

Diodosius also realized that this missile was, in essence, a magical artifact.

The Great Disintegration Technique is a perfect fit, specifically designed to destroy magical artifacts.

Just as they were about to collide, the 'meteor' suddenly veered off course, arcing through the air and miraculously avoiding the beam.
Then, it corrected its direction and crashed down on the Devil's Castle again.

This time, Theodosius was caught off guard and could only have the Demon Castle erect a massive magical barrier to meet the missile head-on!

Then, another mushroom cloud rose, and the high temperature and shockwave spread in all directions, sweeping across the entire castle and killing countless demons.

At this moment, Diodosius was almost numb!

At that moment, Marius Gray shouted excitedly, "Your Majesty, do you see it? Do you see it?"
This is what we designed according to your ideas.

The launch point is fixed, the landing point is fixed, but as for the flight trajectory, who knows!

At that very moment, dozens of miles outside the Demon Castle, many more human mages appeared.

The legendary human space mage, Pax Becker, known as the 'Dimensional Storm,' gazed up at the rising mushroom clouds.
He couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "My goodness, what kind of incredible weapon has this been created? It's so powerful!"

He turned to look at his descendant, Memnon Becker, and said, "I remember you have a granddaughter named Christina Becker, don't you?"

I remember hearing that he was very close to His Majesty Luo Yi?
Being so close to the water tower, why don't they know how to develop it further?

Even setting aside the topic of His Majesty's wife, becoming lovers would be a good thing, wouldn't it?

My Becker family will also benefit immensely!

Memnon Becker looked up at the sky speechlessly, truly not wanting to pay any attention to his ancestor.

Did he not want to?
It was clearly the best opportunity, but he was on guard. Now, however, it was too late!
Seeing that his ancestor was still nagging, he could only say, "This is a rare opportunity, shouldn't we hurry up?"

"Oh, you're right! Everyone, get moving!"

So, dozens of mages immediately sprang into action, taking advantage of the Demon Castle's attack and inability to react in time, and managed to construct a massive remote teleportation portal.

As the magical light shone and rippled through the massive portal, a fighter jet flew out close behind it with a whoosh.

Through the portal, you can see countless tanks moving in sequence, one after another, speeding into the portal.

Meanwhile, the Imperial Guard and the Church's Holy War Army, which were preparing for war, were already eager to try.

(End of this chapter)