Elven cultivators

The flying boat broke through the clouds, leaving a bluish-white trail in the sky.

Looking out the porthole, a dark gray-black outline could be vaguely seen on the distant horizon, like an ancient behemoth lying on the earth.

That is the Holy Dragon Mountains.

Ryan stood in front of the control panel, gazing at the mountain outline at the edge of his field of vision.

"slow down."

He spoke in a deep voice, his fingers lightly tracing the array plate.

At the same time, other disciples of Taichu City also took control of the array plates.

hum!

The speed of the airship suddenly slowed down.

The patterns on the hull changed from bright blue and white to a soft light blue.

Sensing the airship slowing down, the elves who were resting in their cabins went up to the deck and gazed into the distance.

The clouds slowly receded on both sides, and the view suddenly opened up.

Below, the outline of a massive fortress gradually becomes clear.

The dark gray city walls, like the body of a giant dragon, stretched across the Storm Rift, blocking the passage between the Holy Dragon Mountains and the outside world.

The surface of the city wall was covered with dense scorch marks and cracks, a shocking sight.

Dark red bloodstains still remain between the battlements, silently telling the story of how brutal that nine-year-long meat grinder war was.

Above the city wall, flags of various colors fluttered in the wind.

The Emerald Oak Banner of the Emerald Court, the Silver Star Shield of the Free Alliance, the Anvil and Warhammer of the Heart of the Mountains, the Crimson Battleaxe of Bloodhowl Fortress, the Deep Blue Waves of the Temple of Tides…

The banners of the five top powers stand side by side at the highest point, proclaiming that this land is now their domain.

More flags fluttered below them, representing other forces from across the continent.

Some of the emblems were familiar to them, but many more were completely new to them.

"That's the Annihilation Fortress."

Roman looked curiously at the fortress below.

The city that once guarded the entrance to the mountains for the Dragon Court has now become the front-line base of the Allied Forces.

Many figures could be vaguely seen moving about inside the city.

"Let's go, it's time to go down."

Everyone turned around and saw Anton walking out of the Tian Shu Room.

"I've already contacted Grant; we can land directly at the parking area outside the fortress."

His voice clearly reached the ears of all the disciples of Taichu City in the control room.

"Yes, teacher."

Ryan responded, his fingers quickly tracing patterns on the array plate, adjusting the airship's descent trajectory.

……

Temporary mooring area on the north side of Annihilation Fortress.

This open space, cleared by the Allied forces, is vast enough to accommodate hundreds of airships taking off and landing simultaneously.

The site was filled with airships of all sizes and styles, some unloading cargo and others undergoing maintenance. Crew members and sailors moved about among them, creating a bustling scene like a market.

When that bluish-white streak of light first appeared on the horizon, no one paid much attention.

Airships came and went at the front lines, and everyone had gotten used to it.

But when that streak of light approached at an incredible speed, and in the blink of an eye it transformed from the size of a sesame seed into a colossal shadow that blotted out the sky, the entire scene was put on pause.

The Allied soldiers who were guiding the airship to land looked up with their mouths agape.

Where had they ever seen such a huge and exquisite airship?

The streamlined hull, the naturally formed eaves and pavilions, and the stable posture when hovering silently without being disturbed by even a wisp of air were simply beyond their comprehension.

A young human soldier rubbed his eyes hard and stammered, "That...that's an airship? It's way too big..."

The veteran didn't answer; he too stood there, stunned, staring dumbfounded at the enormous object in the sky.

Everyone was stunned by what they saw.

The airship descended lightly and steadily, like a leaf blown by the wind, landing silently on the designated open space.

The array light at the bottom rippled out like water, completely absorbing the last tremor upon landing.

The surrounding Allied soldiers instinctively took a few steps back, not daring to approach.

The first to jump down were a group of young elves dressed in light blue robes.

They moved swiftly and efficiently around the airship, beginning to examine the array patterns on the hull. The whole process was quiet and orderly, as if they had rehearsed it countless times.

Immediately afterwards, the gangway was lowered silently, and a tall, slender figure stepped out first.

Today, Anton did not wear the moon-white robe, but instead wore a dark blue cloud-patterned belted robe with silver cloud patterns embroidered on the collar and cuffs, making him appear even more ethereal and otherworldly.

Following closely behind, the elite squads of the Silvermoon Clan filed out.

Roman carried a battle axe that was half his height on his back, his amber eyes curiously looking around.

The three elders walked side by side, with Cedric lagging behind.

Although there were only a few people, each of them exuded a solemn aura.

The Allied soldiers standing guard nearby shuddered and instinctively straightened their backs.

They didn't recognize these elves, but the airship and their aura were enough to show that the other party's identity was definitely not simple.

On the other side of the field, several figures were walking quickly towards them.

It was Grant, Igner, and Alicia.

Upon seeing the three, the surrounding Allied soldiers stirred once again.

Three of the five pillars of the Meteor Dragon Society have arrived. Who are they here to welcome?

Soon, they were surprised to discover that Grant and his companions' target was the elves who had descended from that strange airship.

Anton also saw Grant and his two companions, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He had assumed Grant would come to pick him up alone, but Alicia and Igna came along as well.

Before Anton could speak, Igna's gaze had already passed over him and was fixed on the soaring flying boat.

"Anton!" The dwarf's voice trembled as he rushed forward, his beard twitching with excitement. "This thing is yours?!"

Her tone was filled with undisguised pride.

"Amazing... Absolutely amazing..."

Igner was a master in the fields of alchemy and enchanting, and he was also quite knowledgeable about airship construction. He could see the ingenuity of the behemoth in front of him at a glance.

He circled the flying boat several times, tiptoeing as if he wanted to touch it but dared not, feeling that every pattern on the boat's hull revealed a mystery he couldn't understand.

Finally, unable to contain himself any longer, he grabbed Anton's sleeve, tilted his head back, and stared intently at him, his weathered old face full of eager anticipation.

"How was this airship, no, this flying boat, built? What kind of power source is it? What material is the hull made of? Those patterns... they're not runes, are they? I feel something's off..."

He fired off a string of questions in rapid succession, his eyes gleaming with an eager thirst for knowledge, much like a child discovering a new and exciting toy.

Grant and Alicia, standing to the side, exchanged a glance at Ignar, both feeling somewhat helpless. They knew their friend had once again fallen into that state of complete absorption, oblivious to everything else, with only the exquisite alchemical creations in his eyes.

Even so, they could understand Igna's feelings.

They were equally astonished when they first saw the airship in front of them.

Putting everything else aside, its sheer size already far surpasses that of any other airship currently in existence.

Anton has come up with another great thing.

On the other side, Anton calmly pulled his sleeve out of the dwarf's hand and said in a composed tone, "Exclusive secret."

This made Igna extremely anxious.

One of the reasons he came with Grant to welcome Anton was to discuss with Anton the crafting techniques for sensing spirit stones and spirit fire talismans.

Four years ago, the Heart of the Mountains traded Magic Crystal Technology with the Silver Moon Clan for the forging technology of rune equipment.

However, they later discovered that they had been tricked by the Silvermoon Clan.

However, the Heart of the Mountains itself was also feeling guilty and didn't want to confront the Silvermoon Clan for an explanation, so it could only swallow its pride and suffer in silence.

After that, they invested a huge amount of manpower and resources in trying to develop something that could replace the sensing spirit stones and spirit fire talismans.

Four years have passed, and nothing has been gained.

On the contrary, the Silvermoon Clan, having acquired Magic Crystal Technology, launched a series of products such as Magic Crystal Lamps and Magic Crystal Furnaces in just four years.

It is said that it was very popular as soon as it was launched, with excellent sales and so many orders that they were overwhelmed. Even caravans in the Qazadum Mountains were queuing up for the goods.

This made the heart of the mountains feel increasingly uneasy.

That's why they sent Igner to discuss with Anton the transfer of the Sensing Spirit Stone and the crafting techniques for the Spirit Fire Talisman.

Before anything could be discussed, they discovered that Anton had come up with an unprecedented airship.

Judging from the speed he observed earlier, this thing is at least several times faster than the fastest airship in the Heart of the Mountains.

Furthermore, its silent hovering posture, with not even a trace of extra airflow disturbance during landing, demonstrates a level of stability that the current technology at Heart of the Mountains simply cannot achieve.

As an expert in the field of airships, Igner immediately realized the value of this kind of airship. He instantly forgot about the matter of sensing spirit stones and spirit fire talismans and only wanted to pry information about the airship out of Anton.

Grant could tell that Igner was about to lose his temper, so he coughed lightly, patted the dwarf on the shoulder, and said, "Alright, we can talk about the technology later. Anton and the others have come from afar, so let's settle them in first."

He turned to Anton and smiled, "Anton, and everyone from the Silvermoon Clan, welcome to Annihilation Fortress."

Anton smiled faintly, "The three of you coming to greet us together, that's quite a grand affair."

"You've done the Meteor Dragon Society a great favor, so it's only right that we come along," Grant laughed. "It's a pity Celine and Rexxar had something to do, otherwise they would have come too."

Alicia smiled and nodded.

Although Igna looked at Anton with a resentful gaze, he still nodded.

Anton's killing of the Shining Dragon exposed the dragon race's true nature, which can be considered a great help to the Meteor Dragon Society.

They always remembered this favor.

His personal appearance to greet the Silvermoon Clan was also intended to quell the situation for them and reduce unnecessary trouble.

After all, in this chaotic frontline fortress, a new force without sufficient influence is easily targeted.

The personal welcome from the Five Star Pillars is the best talisman.

Originally, all five pillars were supposed to be present.

But Celine is not comfortable appearing in public.

As for Rexxar, that hot-tempered fellow, sending him to greet Anton might backfire.

With that in mind, Grant only invited Igna and Alicia.

"Let's go, let's settle down at the fortress first, and we'll treat you to a welcome dinner tonight."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Grant didn't linger and led the elves toward the Dark Desolation Fortress.

The appearance of the Flying Cloud Boat was already quite eye-catching, and the presence of the three of them together in a place like the docking area, given their status and position, made it even more remarkable.

The eyes of the allied soldiers and people of various ethnicities around them were now fixed on them like spotlights.

Only after Anton, Grant, and the others disappeared into the shadow of the watchtower did the ground thaw like a frozen lake, with discussions rising like a tide.

"Did you hear that? Even Lord Igna raved about this airship."

"That's called a flying boat... I never imagined that this thing was actually invented by the Silver Moon Clan."

"The clan of that legendary Meteor Dragon Sword Saint? I heard they recently launched a lot of magic crystal products, and they're very popular."

"It seems the Silvermoon Clan is no ordinary clan."

The disciples of Taichu City, who had just finished inspecting the Lingyun Flying Boat, heard the surrounding discussions and their faces flashed with pride.

They smiled at each other, said nothing more, and turned to board the flying boat.

During their time at Annihilation Fortress, their task was to keep an eye on the Flying Cloud Ship and perform its maintenance.