But in any case, it was his fault.

Despite this, the culprit seriously believed that Mr. Yin, who had clearly fainted from exhaustion but climbed on top of him in the middle of the night and tried to continue, should also bear considerable responsibility for this result.

Now, Yin could only lie obediently on the bed, moaning continuously under Emiya's massage.

"...Actually, there's absolutely no need for me to use this traditional method." Emiya said as she tried to loosen up Yin's severely stiff back muscles. "Although I haven't tried it, I guess divine magic is effective, right?"

"No," Yin muttered, "Because using divine arts for something like this is too much."

Asking Elastrid or Mars to use divinely bestowed spells to heal muscle strain after nighttime activities... in a sense, it was indeed excessive. After all, the clergy's divine arts did not entirely belong to them.

However, there are several people on the ship who are not priests but have healing abilities.

"You want to find Sig!? Do you want everyone in Faerun to know!?... Ouch, it hurts." Yin whined.

“…Teacher too…”

"She's the worst one! She won't tell anyone, but she'll laugh at me for the rest of my life—" Yin was so irritated by this sentence that she almost jumped up, but then she collapsed due to severe muscle pain. Even with her face buried in the pillow, she still muttered, "...I'd rather die in pain than do that."

Considering how Miss Metatron usually speaks of Silver, it's hard to imagine how these two have gotten along over the long years.

"There's one more thing." Emiya hesitated, her face flushing slightly. "These past few days, everyone else has been busy: sampling water elements, conducting high-intensity reconnaissance, trying to determine the volume of the water body, and determining the distance to the ground—even though the progress on each one is not very obvious—but the two of us haven't been working at all. It's a bit too much."

Yin lay on the pillow and said sullenly, "You said the same thing yesterday—and it's only been two days. Besides, it's you who hasn't been working! I've been exhausted these past few days, and I'm still maintaining the magic network!"

Emiya was silent for a moment, then immediately started to get up.

Yin quickly tried to pull him back with his weak right hand: "I was wrong! Accompanying patients is also an important job!"

Emiya sighed and kissed her on the cheek: "I can't just do nothing from beginning to end."

"Don't worry..." Yin snorted, "In my memory, nothing has ever been able to suppress my magic network on such a large scale. Such a powerful thing will not just sit there and watch us sail freely in the water. It's already the third day, and I estimate that it will be soon before we get close to the source... Haha!"

Before Yin could finish his words, Platinum shook violently, almost throwing Yin off the bed.

The vibrations gradually subsided, but showed no sign of stopping. Everything on the ship seemed to double in Emiya's eyes. He nearly bit his tongue when he tried to speak. Every joint in his body creaked and crackled from the constant vibrations.

What happened?

"Teacher? Is the ship under attack?" He hurriedly supported Yin, but the constant vibrations nearly caused him to crash into him. After finally stabilizing himself, he quickly shouted in his heart, "We're feeling very frequent vibrations! Is the figurehead still moving?"

Metatron quickly replied: "The Platinum seems to have been caught in some incredibly violent current... These currents are incredibly fast, but their direction is incredibly... strange. It's as if all the water elements are rushing in completely random directions. This undercurrent is so subtle, we didn't detect it early, and ended up running headfirst into it... We've lost power!"

[As for the Platinum... the figurehead seems to have been affected by the undercurrent, preventing it from fully functioning. However, I believe that without the figurehead's protection, the ship would have been shattered in an instant.]

After confirming the current situation, Yin immediately turned over with difficulty: "...I want to go to the deck to take a look."

When Emiya carried Silver onto the deck of the Platinum, she was stunned at the first sight of the water.

Not long ago, they had been sailing on a smooth, boundless river, a journey that would have been pleasant if the river had not been practically perpendicular to the earth.

However, now, even though the platinum dragon statue was radiating dazzling light, the extremely violent water flow was tearing and impacting every corner of the ship.

When it rains, a gentle drizzle falls on stagnant water, leaving behind ripples. And now, these supposedly ordinary ripples are flickering across the light shield with terrifying density and speed. Emiya opened her eyes and saw the vast expanse of ripples, constantly trembling and so dense they made her want to vomit.

——Of course, there are also dense and pounding sounds like drumbeats.

What happened! ?

Yin leaned close to Emiya's ear weakly and said, "Take me to the statue of Bahamut... That statue is better at handling high-intensity attacks. It's not good at ultra-high-frequency, small-scale attacks like this. I need to help it adjust."

This phenomenon is obviously very lethal to people with keen senses. Just as he and Yin walked onto the deck, Sig was already staring at the floor, overwhelmed and dared not look up, and even blocked his ears. Most of the remaining people had turned pale, but because they were worried about losing their perception of the outside world, they still had to keep their eyes on the outside of the ship.

It's like a prisoner who has received a death penalty execution notice.

Emiya carried Yin on her back and walked onto the deck. She took a breath and said, "We're here...Apart from this wave, are there any other strange signs?"

"No," Alestria replied, clutching her chest. "I tend to think this wasn't an attack, but simply entering a dangerous area... All creatures that enter here will encounter the same thing."

Metatron frowned. "But strangely, the lethality of this activity isn't that intense. It's just... high frequency. I've been to the Water Elemental Plane. That world, with only the ocean, no seabed or surface, has undercurrents as well, but it's definitely not as bizarre as this area."

At that moment, the Seraphim looked up, terrified—shortly after Silver, who had been behind Emiya, stepped onto the deck, her expression growing increasingly worse at a visible rate. She dashed over in a flash, catching Emiya from behind. "Miss!? Did this wave have a significant effect on you?"

Yin's breathing became extremely heavy: "Maintaining the magic network here... is really tiring..."

Metatron's face darkened as he whispered a few words. A brilliant light illuminated Yin's body, making her look a little better, but she was about to fade again. Metatron had no choice but to cast the Restoration spell once more.

——This absolutely can't go on like this. Even with the power of a Seraphic Servant, she wouldn't be able to cast a healing spell in just a few seconds. This wouldn't last more than a few minutes.

If Silver fell, then without her support, the Platinum Dragon Statue might also go down - this river might not have water pressure, but the entire ship was doomed to be submerged.

Why is silver so overwhelmed? This question can no longer be delayed.

However, there are now clues.

Silver felt exhausted after entering Abel, especially the water bodies.

At the same time, when such abnormalities occur in the water body, this feeling of fatigue will be exacerbated again.

Water can cause fatigue.

But the water element itself is relatively simple, difficult to be embedded in various chaotic elements. The water element causes fatigue, and it only causes fatigue to Yin himself, while others do not feel any abnormality... This is difficult to understand.

Emilia's mind was racing at this moment.

The biggest difference between Yin and them, of course, was his control over the Magic Weave. It was almost certain that the Magic Weave was being affected by this body of water.

Or rather, magic.

Is there anything special about the operation of magic in Tianhe?

Emiya hesitated for a moment, then moved closer to her and asked in a low voice, "...Yin, how far is the magic network area you are maintaining now?"

Yin murmured, "...this ship, everyone on it...and those around it..."

Near the ship!?

Emiya was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "Why do we have to control the area near the ship?"

"...Of course, isn't this right?" She said weakly, "A spell can't be effective just by being formed. At least the enemy must be within the range of the magic network... If not... If not..."

If they kept the magic net's effective range within the ship, they would be passively attacked, with no way to deal with the enemy. Metatron might be the only combat force left on the entire ship.

In other words, Abel can be understood as a giant anti-magic field or dead magic zone - without silver to maintain it, they will lose the ability to cast spells, and spells that have already been cast will become ineffective.

However, Emiya now had a guess. Perhaps Yin had developed the habit of maintaining the magic network for so long that he had not thought of this at all.

He whispered, "Yin, I suspect there's something wrong with the water outside. How about trying to compress the control range?"

Yin gasped softly and kicked him. "...What difference does it make? Maintaining the magic net in the water element is easy."

Emiya sighed: "You should try it first."

"I don't." The magic network expert showed unusual stubbornness at this time.

"Just give it a try."

"I won't!!!" She said fiercely, "I'm the expert on the magic network! What can be wrong with such a small body of water?"

Metatron simply had no intention of speaking, but looked at Emilia silently, with a face full of numbness and pain - she started to make trouble again, think of a solution quickly!

Emiya sighed and looked at the sky river.

The ripples don't look dramatic.

...It's just extending a hand, no one should be killed...right?

He checked his body.

The trigger is still running.

Then, he took a step forward, stretched out his left hand from the side of the ship and the protection of the platinum dragon statue, reached out into the extremely violent water, and opened his structural senses again.

To his surprise, the seemingly violent water didn't put much pressure on his arm. At most, it just shook his body a bit, but it wasn't even considered a serious injury.

But when the detailed structure of the water element entered his mind through his structural senses, he was suddenly struck by lightning. He staggered a few steps back and almost fell to the ground.

The composition structure of the substances in this kind of water body with extremely chaotic movement would be abnormally chaotic - this was what Emilia had expected.

But only after he really started to analyze it did he realize how outrageous this Milky Way was.

- In short, the creator of this Tianhe must have used the most complex structure imaginable to achieve seemingly ordinary work.

The interior of each stream of water may seem ordinary, but the producer has carved something special inside - every tiny ordinary structure is filled with twists and turns, extremely complex. Even the ordinary molecular motion trajectories are so complicated that it makes people's scalp numb. Even the movement within a short distance must circle in place for hundreds of times before it is willing to take a small step forward.

Everything was controlled by the efforts of those who cared about it, which ultimately led to such an incredible effect.

Emiya's reaction startled Yin and Metatron, who quickly supported him: "Emiya? Are you hurt?"

"...No, no." Emilia shook her head heavily and held her head, "...I'm just...very tired...Yin, trust me, shrink the coverage of the magic network and don't worry about the water anymore...those water elements have..."

He wanted to describe it in a bit more detail, but his mind was a mess at the moment, and it wouldn't allow him to continue. In the end, he could only whisper, "There are some problems."

A far greater amount of information than he had expected flooded into his brain in just a short moment, completely draining his energy and making it difficult for him to breathe.

——Almost identical to the previous silver.

Yin looked at the exhausted Emiya, his heart aching, and muttered softly: "...I'll trust you just this once."

As she spoke, she closed her eyes slightly, and strands of silver fire quietly returned from outside the ship to within the hull.

Then, her eyes suddenly widened in disbelief, and she froze in Metatron's arms. The platinum dragon statue, still struggling to hold on amidst the waves, lit up slightly, and its shield suddenly solidified, completely blocking all attacks from the ship.

Now, even though the waves are still extremely annoying, at least the hull will no longer shake violently.

Afterward, Yin simply gasped, finally regaining his strength, and shouted, "He deliberately used the water element to summon magic power, and then adjusted the operation of magic power to such a complex and violent way that even adjusting a small area requires me to expend thousands of times more energy than normal - it's simply incomprehensible!"

"Maintaining this extremely unnatural environment must be extremely exhausting for it. I'm exhausted, and she's definitely not much better off! Why?"

Almost at the same moment, Elastri suddenly uttered a cry of surprise, "—Come here! Look over there!"

Everyone just glanced in the direction of Elastrid and fell silent.

After several days of sailing, they finally arrived at the key node of this celestial river.

In that direction, in the middle of the Milky Way, a huge silver network like a volcano was floating in the middle of the water. Around it, the frequency of water fluctuations was raised to the extreme.

The dancing silver flame was breaking itself into countless threads that penetrated deep into the water. The waves calmed down after passing through the silver flames and naturally fell downwards. It was through the calming water flow that they could discover the true location of the silver flame.

However, this repair obviously consumed a great deal of the silver flame. The surging tide from the water elemental plane was so endless that it was almost firmly pinned to the chaotic waves, completely lacking any energy to move outward.

Yin looked in that direction and gritted his teeth softly.

This is a seal.

A seal specifically designed to suppress the Demonic Weave.

Why would the initiator design such a complex Tianhe? This structure consumes a lot of energy and has almost no practical significance.

Because it was aimed at her, or rather, at the magic net.

Emiya murmured: "...Why is there a magic web here?"

Abel has been isolated from Toril for a long time, and there shouldn't be a magic network node of this scale here.

Yin was silent for a moment, then replied, "It seems that it's not just Lantan Island and Halruaa who came to Abeir from Toril..."

Metatron said coldly, "—There is an even bigger problem: the person who designed all this is a creature who is somewhat familiar with the Demonic Weave, a creature who lives in Abel and whose power is comparable to that of a god. He has even seen the Demonic Weave and knows its weaknesses."

"A wild spirit," the Seraphim said decisively, "a wild spirit that had seen the Demonic Web long before Abel was born. When it encountered the Demonic Web again, it chose to use its own method to seal the Demonic Web that had accidentally reached Abel."

"...Let's go." At this time, Yin, who was originally the most radical, said calmly, "I can't save this ball of silver fire now, and I can't risk being discovered by the people here."

"Let's go find Halrua, find Lantan Island... In the end, let the creator of all this know whether it was she who held back the magic web, or the magic web that held her back!"

The City of Nine Thousand Towers (I)

Nayef Al Moussa once again placed his hands on the crystal ball in front of him and tried to inject magic into it.

However, once again, there was no response.

This communication crystal ball is one of the most special communication crystal balls in Halrua at present.

Even in Halruaa, the land of mages, such a price is practically non-existent. Magical items capable of transmitting light, shadow, and sound simultaneously with virtually no delay are extremely valuable. Typically, only newly appointed members of the Council of Elders receive one, as a celebration of their successful ascension to Halruaa's ruling group.

The bad news is that after coming to Abel, activating the crystal ball has become a rather luxurious entertainment - the communication device originally used for internal use within the Presbyterian Church has become a luxury toy that many members have to spend a lot of effort to activate once.

Everyone's magic power has become so valuable that they would rather use it to find a way to restore their spellcasting ability.

The previous Mage King was the only exception, as he unexpectedly discovered that a communication crystal ball had somehow been lost in another dimension during the violent explosion. The crystal ball, which was supposed to only communicate across planes, even managed to connect to the Shadowfall Underworld.

This special crystal ball is the last hope and pride of these old wizards who are over a hundred years old.

However, the result of this crystal ball was something that no member of the Elder Council could have anticipated.

Today, the Elders' Hall, which had been deserted for several years, was rarely seen with people.

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