Save the simulator and make Sarkaz great again!

Suddenly, the sharp sound of the walkie-talkie, like a bolt of lightning piercing the night sky, shattered the deathly silence around them.

"Everything is ready, shall we begin?"

Sensing the complex tone in the voice over the walkie-talkie, Shen Lin smiled slightly, summarizing his determination in a short sentence.

"let's start."

Kazdel's control panel was so simple it was almost shabby. The palm-sized surface had only a few buttons for controlling direction standing out conspicuously, and the metal casing was badly worn.

Their edges and corners are chipped and broken, and they are dull and lifeless, as if they have been brutally crushed by the years.

The buttons were arranged haphazardly, crooked and some even slightly sunken, as if they might sink into the control panel at any moment.

At this moment, he stood on the stage, his gaze unwavering, and raised his hand to grasp the lever. His movements were steady and powerful, as if he were holding the reins of fate.

In the next moment, they will march towards victory.

pat...

As the lever was pulled up, the huge, bloated city creaked and groaned as it slowly moved onto the tracks left by the previous moving cities.

It was thanks to the fact that the other side chose to forcefully carve out a path in the most violent way that Shen Lin had the opportunity. Although this caused a lot of trouble for their ambush and lines of defense, it also gave Shen Lin the opportunity.

Kazdel could easily navigate these already widened roads, following the trails they left behind.

The long-suppressed soul furnace seemed to be liberated at this moment, and under the scorching heat, the emerald green magic circle light flickered.

The soul, long imprisoned and suppressed in the darkness, seemed to break free from the heavy shackles imposed by fate in an instant, regaining its freedom.

Inside the furnace, the blazing flames roared like tyrannical spirits, unleashing boundless energy. The surging heat seemed intent on burning away all the gloom and stagnation in the world.

Under this scorching heat that could devour everything, the emerald green light of the magic array flickered like a candle flame in a storm.

The gears made a series of creaking sounds, initially languid and slow, each turn accompanied by a strained friction sound.

But soon, this sluggishness was replaced by a firm rhythm. One gear began to turn, and with exquisite coordination, it set another in motion, like a spark of hope being passed on.

Deep within the Soul Forge, a place shrouded in eeriness and filled with a strange aura, raging flames leaped and danced in a frenzied manner, like a group of dancers indulging in a raucous revelry, exuding an aura of madness and confusion.

Within each flame lies a tormented soul, burdened by countless unimaginable sufferings. Those painful memories haunt it, deeply imprinted in every fold of its soul.

These dead souls rejoiced because they could immediately vent their resentment.

Although that was not enough to undo the suffering they had endured, it was enough to give them a brief moment of joy.

"They made us get thrown into this furnace..."

"Keep burning! Keep burning!"

"Hundreds of nights...traversing the darkness, my fellow countrymen, my cries were drowned out! Buried!"

"These enemies...detestable! Hateful!! Despicable!!!"

"Slaughter them all! Burn them! Destroy them completely!!"

The endless hatred echoed in Shen Lin's mind. The hatred that was enough to wash away any consciousness seemed to have no effect on him, or rather... he had completely accepted this emotion.

He steadily maneuvered Kazdel along the ruts.

Forward! Full speed ahead!

Energy input! Full capacity!

Operating at full capacity!

Feeling the jubilant excitement of countless thoughts surging in his mind, he burst into laughter.

"This time, no one can stop us."

"Go ahead and do it, clean up all the mess!"

"Let Kazdel be pure once more!"

Seemingly infected by the man, the flames burned even more wildly, and the wails of countless dead souls seemed to pour out all the grievances they had endured, burning away all the darkness and injustice.

The Undead Forge was now running at maximum power, their resentful roars echoing throughout Kazdel, their hatred permeating every corner of the city's air.

If any other Sarkaz were here, their will would be instantly shattered by this overwhelming resentment.

These emotions were all burned away by the raging fire, transforming into the driving force propelling the city forward.

Kazdel City was moving faster and faster, and the ground beneath its feet began to rumble under the weight of the city. The hard rocks were mercilessly torn apart by the city's edges, raising clouds of dust and gravel.

The surrounding scenery blurred as it rushed past, as if it had been smeared by an invisible giant hand, turning into chaotic swirling light and shadow.

Shen Lin himself hadn't expected that this furnace would provide Kazdel with such explosive power. At this terrifying speed, even he felt a slight sense of weightlessness.

The scorching heat permeated the entire Kazdel at this moment, and the high temperature had already made the steel walls surrounding the furnace glow red-hot!

The gears whirred faster and faster, emitting a sharp, piercing grinding sound, as if howling in pain, or perhaps sounding an alarm for the unknown that was about to come.

The entire city of Kazdel began to tremble slightly, the ground rippled like water, and the stone slabs on the streets cracked, as if the earth itself could not bear the weight of this unparalleled speed.

At this moment, the emerald light emanating from the array set up by Emengard grew increasingly dim, accompanied by a crisp sound that seemed capable of shattering the soul…

The formation seemed to have been struck hard by the hammer of fate, finally unable to bear the burden and letting out a mournful cry, turning into glittering starlight that was instantly annihilated in the flames.

Deep within the Soul Forge, the raging fire, like an ancient, ferocious beast that had been imprisoned for a long time, finally broke free from all its restraints and was completely liberated.

The surging flames, carrying a world-destroying momentum, rushed out in an instant with overwhelming force.

The blazing flames, like agile yet ferocious fire pythons, instantly enveloped the entire steel shell that encased the massive furnace.

But this was not the end. Flames easily broke free of the steel shell's confinement, spreading rapidly through Kazdel like overflowing magma, soon engulfing the entire scrap metal city.

Shen Lin could feel the temperature around him rising at a visible rate, and every breath felt like inhaling scalding hot iron filings.

At that moment, the entire Kazdel was engulfed in flames.

From afar, Kazdel appeared like a shooting star with a long, narrow tail streaking across the land, igniting flames of attack on the tracks left by those warships.

Carrying the hopes of all the Sarkaz, he launched his first attack.

……

Keep pushing forward! Keep pushing forward!!

In Kazdel, nothing can stop their high-speed warships from advancing.

Their high-speed battleship group, composed of gunboats and dreadnoughts, possessed overwhelming firepower, which allowed them to advance unimpeded in Kazdel.

The enormous crystals turned to dust!

The blocking hills all collapsed!

The huge rocks blocking the way were crushed!

The canyon now facing their fleet is the last obstacle before they can discover Kazdel.

Of course, this place couldn't stop them either.

Looking at the canyons separating the two sides, Evan Derek revealed a disdainful sneer, feeling that he had already realized the other party's intentions.

If he were the opposing commander, he would definitely use Kazdel City as bait to set up an ambush there.

Only by getting close to their fleet would those demons have even a sliver of a chance of victory.

Once they successfully cross this canyon, nothing in Kazdel will be able to stop them.

Even with all their artillery fire, it would take a great deal of effort to carve out a wide space in this enormous canyon.

However, having witnessed the power of the King of the Royal Court, Evendrick dared not be careless. He would rather spend more money on the war than take this unnecessary risk.

Especially now that it's nighttime, their field of vision for reconnaissance is greatly reduced.

Following his order.

The roar of naval guns echoed through the canyon once more, the flashes of fire tearing the dark night sky apart. Shells, carrying devastating force, slammed into the steep cliffs on either side of the canyon.

Gravel fell like raindrops, raising clouds of dust that shrouded the entire canyon in chaos.

After the smoke and dust cleared, the huge beams of light from the high-speed warship's searchlights swept across the surrounding canyon filled with rubble.

The situation he imagined was not quite the same as what Evan Derek had in mind. This was their last line of defense, and he had thought that this would at least expose the rats lurking in the shadows.

However, after several reconnaissance missions, they found no trace of any Sarkaz among the rubble, which only made Evendrick more suspicious.

Once they cross this canyon, they will face the city of Kazdel in open land, which is definitely the place to ambush them or fight their final battle.

By abandoning this defensive line, they were essentially abandoning Kazdel City.

Or was it that the opposing commander was afraid of their power and simply abandoned the city, taking all his men into hiding?

Evan Derek fell into a brief moment of contemplation, feeling that there was a good chance the other side might have abandoned the city out of fear of their power.

As the high-speed warships cautiously entered the canyon, Evan Derek carefully observed the terrain and the high-energy reactions around them.

Besides the massive natural storm not far ahead, there was also the city of Kazdel, not far from the area affected by the disaster.

At least those demons have some brains...

With the roar of their massive engines, the warships crushed through the rubble, and they finally saw their inevitable destination: Kazdel.

Its power unit appears to have been damaged, and it is currently stationary in front of the area affected by the cataclysmic storm, which will soon engulf the city.

Beneath the massive beams of searchlights, its city walls appeared and disappeared in the hazy morning mist.

Its irregular and rudimentary structure makes it hard to associate this large iron block with a mobile city that represents civilization and progress.

At least in Evandrick's view, calling it a mobile city is an insult to the concept of a mobile city.

"damn it!

Evan Derek spat angrily. He knew that the time to complete the mission would be extended again because they dared not approach the catastrophic storm ahead. Kazdel, without its power unit, would surely be submerged by the catastrophic storm.

They could only come to salvage the city after the storm had passed or gone.

In any case, this city was merely a spoil of war for His Excellency the Elector, a testament to his conquest of the demons. He believed that no one would want to live in this junkyard compared to the cities of Letania.

Although the mission was accomplished, the inexplicable loss of three assault ships left Evan Derek feeling like a fishbone was stuck in his throat, causing him great discomfort.

"Reporting, sir! Sarkaz target spotted ahead! No weapons were found on them; they appear to be ordinary Sarkaz civilians from Kazdel City."

The scout's unexpected report jolted Evan Derek awake. He stared intently at the blurry image on the screen before him, a cold smile slowly creeping onto his lips.

"Finally, some good news to put my mind at ease."

He murmured softly, his tone chillingly cold.

After confirming once again that there was nothing unusual about the high-energy situation in the surroundings, Evandrick did not hesitate any longer and ordered the other fleets to move forward and form an encirclement around Kazdel.

After all, his mission was accomplished, and he had to give the others something in return.

As he watched the refugees scatter and flee, a cruel smile crept onto Evan Derek's lips.

"Fire!!"

In an instant, the cannons of the fleet roared, spewing fire, and a barrage of shells rained down on the fleeing refugees.

The once peaceful land was instantly shrouded in smoke and fire, with screams and cries mingling together, creating a tragic symphony of hell on earth.

Some of the soldiers in the fleet looked reluctant, but under their superiors' orders, they had no choice but to continue firing; others had empty eyes, as if they had been swallowed up by the madness of war, mechanically carrying out their commands.

As Evandrick stood in the command room of the Dreadnought, watching this bloody massacre, his cruel smile became increasingly distorted.

He felt no pity, only satisfaction at completing the task and a thirst for power.

While everyone was caught up in the carnage, the air around Kazdel City fluctuated strangely, and the vast city vanished right before their eyes.

The panicked shouts, helpless screams, and cries from just moments ago have vanished without a trace, as if they were a dream.

Under the enormous searchlight, only the sorcery altar, shrouded in red mist, was visible on the ground...

The high-energy reaction they had detected earlier originated from the altar underground that had been activated by those demons, and what they had seen before was all a magical illusion.

"..."

Even seasoned commander Evan Derek was momentarily stunned by the sight.

A wave of unease crept up Evandrick's spine from the soles of his feet, and then, with lightning speed, enveloped and shrouded him completely.

At this moment, Evan Derek's gloomy face seemed to drip water.

Even if he were dull-witted, he would realize everything in that split second—they were already deeply trapped in the snare carefully woven by those demons!

As if confirming the unease that kept welling up in his heart, the urgent voice of the intelligence scout made his heart tighten again.

"Sir! A high-energy reaction has suddenly appeared behind us, rapidly approaching us, and it is expected to..."