NOVPUBTwo months quietly passed by, and amidst the tense preparations for war, two galaxy-class starships were completed on schedule. Altogether, from design mimicry to final construction, it only took a year and a half!
This speed was almost inconceivable; even though the newly constructed warships were far smaller than the captured ship, their diameter still exceeded one kilometer!
Even the Federation's most advanced manufacturing factories couldn't produce an interstellar warship capable of reaching half the speed of light in such a short time!
This was, without doubt, thanks to the wizards' godlike atomic-level control capabilities!
With domain-possessing great wizards and legendary wizards, a single person was equivalent to a high-precision manufacturing factory. Magic Mimicry was akin to 3D fabrication technology, but far more sophisticated!
Because legendary wizards could almost create, mimic, and control any element, and arrange them in specific ways, their productivity in high-end fields was nothing short of terrifying.
The greatest obstacle they now faced was actually the reserve of magic power!
In the past, wizards believed that magic power was inexhaustible. The Elemental Controller Altoc even came up with a theory of magic cycling—that when wizards cast their spells, they weren't truly consuming magic power but returning it to the void.
Through Lynn's research over the past days, this magic cycling system did indeed exist, but there was also the issue of magic power loss.
And the prerequisite for the cycle was that all the magic power remained locked within a planet; if one were to embark on interstellar travel or extradimensional expeditions, the used magic power would not return to the original world.
Moreover, due to the establishment of the magic network and the surge in the number of wizards, the annual loss of magic power was not a small figure.
The discovery of the moon's divine body undoubtedly greatly alleviated the problem of insufficient magic power reserves. Even so, according to Lynn's estimate, it would not satisfy the demands of several FTL starships.
As for how to 'create' magic power, Lynn also had some clues. Matter, energy, and magic power must surely be convertible, and the medium was undoubtedly the soul!
However, Lynn obviously had no intention of slaughtering lives to obtain magic power; waiting for the natural cycle of death was painfully slow, so plundering from other realms became the best choice.
On the first day of September, two hundred thousand of the kingdom's elite troops were ready to depart in the Land of Death. They stepped onto the moon through a space-time gate stretching several kilometers.
The moment they set foot on the moon, Old York immediately felt a strange change; his body felt light as if he could fly with a high jump.
"Is this the moon?" Old York curiously looked around. Aside from the giant sentinel towering in front, everything he could see was an expanse of desert wasteland.
There were no trees or vegetation, no flowers or grass, and not even the whisper of insect songs could be heard.
This place was even more desolate than the northern territories of the kingdom...
He heard that those wizard lords were planning to build farms here, but could such a barren place really yield crops?
Old York muttered to himself, when suddenly a soldier of slight stature beside him stopped, looked up at the sky, and exclaimed excitedly.
"The Eternal Star, it's the Eternal Star!"
Curious, Old York looked up and then witnessed a sight he would never forget in his life—a vast and majestic star hung above their heads, occupying a quarter of the sky!
It was an indescribable shock. The immense planet suspended in the firmament made one's hair stand on end, yet it was impossible not to be immersed in the grand and aesthetically pleasing celestial scene.
"Alright, snap out of it; it's nothing much, just the planet we live on every day," the leading great wizard Ignar said, admonishing the neatly marching soldiers who had stopped in their tracks, completely forgetting how he himself had been speechless with astonishment the first time he saw the Eternal Star from a spaceship!
But his words did have some effect. Years of drill and discipline allowed the soldiers who set foot on the moon for the first time to quickly remember their purpose for being there—to confront an interdimensional war!
What was different this time was that they were no longer the ones passively defending but were about to invade another realm, to nip the danger in the bud.
Each person was full of confidence; their past experiences told them that no matter how strong the enemy, the council would always prevail!
"Should be about time now, right, Chairman Lynn?" Alade glanced at his atomic clock.
Three starships were already hovering, ready to enter combat at any moment.
Row upon row of Sun Flame Cannons stood erect in front of the Moon Fortress, and they also brought out their big weapon for this mission—one hundred and fifty electromagnetic cannons for launching nuclear weapons!
After many rounds of modification and equipped with the most advanced alien materials, the metal projectiles fired could reach ninety times the speed of sound, completely surpassing the third cosmic velocity!
The maximum range exceeded ten thousand kilometers, meaning that with precise aim and calculated trajectories, one could shoot from the east to the west of the continent, piercing through the entire Magic Kingdom!
Ninety times the speed of sound might not seem much compared to interstellar warships traveling at the speed of light, but this was within the atmosphere. The terrifying velocity meant that even just passing by would be enough to shake a person into a pile of minced meat!
Lynn had no intention of delaying. Once the kingdom's forces had assembled, he took out an ethereal bottle and threw it into the void.
This is a Klein bottle, or you might call it a four-dimensional cage, what's sealed inside is the remnant soul of Moon Goddess Diana!
Possibly sensing the impending danger, the remnant soul inside began to struggle violently, and faint cracks started to emerge within the illusory Klein bottle.
Lynn didn't increase his magic power to repair it, instead, two spheres suddenly appeared in his palm.
These are the element uranium and its antimatter!
Uranium is the heaviest element found in nature, 238 times the mass of hydrogen. Elements heavier than it are usually produced artificially.
This time, Lynn intended to try using the energy produced from the annihilation of matter and antimatter uranium, with the remnant soul of Moon Goddess Diana as a coordinate, to see if it was possible to open a portal between two universes!
The two palm-sized spheres shot out at an extremely fast speed and finally collided with each other with a huge impact!
In that moment, all the Wizards present couldn't help but feel a chill of terror deep in their souls.
Under the external and internal attacks, the illusory Klein bottle finally shattered, yet the terrifying annihilation energy didn't spread outwards. Instead, it collapsed inward violently, curving all the flat space around it inside...
Just as Lynn had anticipated, a gateway connecting to another realm was opened!
"It's your turn, go ahead, Walok," Lynn directed towards the skeletal giant dragon at his side, giving instructions.
The Dragon of Cold Winter, massive like a small hill, looked like a pet dog about to be abandoned at this moment, pitifully gazing at the group of fierce and fiendish Wizards, hoping they could choose someone else for this task.
Only when a trace of impatience appeared on Lynn's face did the Dragon of Cold Winter, Walok, shudder and, with a mournful flap of its wings, fly into the space-time gate.
It picked up speed, knowing that as long as it flew fast enough, attacks wouldn't catch up!
About ten seconds after the Dragon of Cold Winter, Walok, entered the space-time gate, Lynn received a telecommunication, with his current power, he was already able to extend his divine realm into another plane while the gate was open.
"Then let's begin!"
At Lynn's command, a hundred and fifty electromagnetic cannons immediately pointed towards the widely opened space-time vortex. After a few seconds of charging, hundreds of crimson streams of light cut through the sky and flew into the surging temporal node.
...
One minute before, in another land, in the Shattered City—Akana!
Alade, who had received the divine warning, was already prepared for war. Millions of conscripted undead gathered in front of the Shattered City, forming a vast and continuous array stretching for tens of kilometers.
The spreading aura of death made the newly converted Believers swallow hard, acutely aware of the terrifying nature of the undead army.
Seventy years ago, it was the ceaseless waves of the undead that turned this sacred ground into the Land of Death!
Fortunately, these undead are now enslaved by the great Moon Goddess, becoming the vanguard against the demons of a different plane.
The sudden shift of powerful enemies to allies brought a slight sense of stability to the hearts of the High Priests.
"They're coming!" Alade suddenly looked up.
In the boundless sky above, a rift violently tore open, with an endless flow of magic power and matter continuously emerging, stretching the rift ever wider...
"It's time for you to act," Alade lightly tapped, sending a message to every higher undead's mind, issuing the command to move.
Millions of aerial assault troops composed of Screaming Demons, banshees, and various undead magical beasts immediately flew towards the wide-open space-time gate.
Among them were five legendary undead, tasked with command. The Executioner, Karent, was one of them.
If it could choose, it would never want to be the cannon fodder to fill the ranks and exhaust the enemy's power. Sadly, their souls were held by Alade, who could decide their fate with a mere thought!
All intelligent creatures fear death, and Karent, even though it had already died once, was no exception.
Not to mention, its last death was not solely a bad thing; it was also a kind of 'blessing' of immortality!
Karent's only hope lay in winning this war outright; perhaps the new Moon God would spare them, seeing some use in them. 𝘯𝑜𝘷𝘱𝘶𝑏.𝘤𝘰𝑚
As Karent lamented, it saw a huge figure emerge from the space-time gate and immediately tensed up, but then its expression became extremely odd.
Isn't that the Dragon of Cold Winter, Walok?
