As the God of Creation fell, a commotion also broke out below.

Heicuzord suddenly opened a Twisted Gate, teleporting himself and the Silent Disaster to Roland, seemingly intending to take him away alone.

Meanwhile, the God's Punishment Witches surrounded Roland, deploying a magic-banishing field. Neither side was willing to yield, creating a tense atmosphere. If Lightning hadn't timely delivered the message that the floating land was beginning to decelerate, Serosyah might have already drawn his sword and started fighting.

This made Roland realize that although they had temporarily agreed to cooperate, their interests weren't entirely aligned—or rather, aside from Vakiris, they hadn't truly understood the threat of the gods. Everything they were doing now was merely because of the Nightmare Lord trapped in the Dream World.

But regardless of the process, the God of Creation's stabilization meant that Celine had successfully gained control of the core, and a cataclysmic disaster was finally averted.

The subsequent reports were mostly good news. The First Army suffered no casualties, with only three people injured from falling during the rapid descent. The anticipated spider demons didn't appear, and the controlled Berserk Demons didn't riot due to the accident. The entire operation could be described as thrilling but safe.

It wasn't until Celine arrived in front of Roland without a word that he realized the situation might not be so simple.

Normally, she would have been gesticulating and enthusiastically recounting what she had seen and heard while controlling the God of Creation.

And the truth was indeed as he thought, or rather, even more incredible.

Mask had actually constructed a "magic network" spanning two continents, using the race's mother and magic core as nodes, and remotely triggered the God of Creation's sudden fall through it. And the key figure in reversing all of this was actually the ancient witch from thousands of miles away—more accurately, the ancient witches.

Their leader was Eleanor, one of the former three seats of the Union.

"She wants to see me?" Roland asked.

"Strictly speaking, I want you to see her." Celine poured out her worries. "Although she says she wasn't a qualified Three Seat, everyone saw the sacrifices and contributions she made to the Union... Now that she can finally see the light of day again, I don't want her to just disappear like this."

"The God of Creation can't hold on any longer..." Roland mused. Without godstones, the obelisk would quickly decay, as the Exploration Society had already proven. And the Mother of Souls was the foundation of the entire tower, so she would undoubtedly die along with it. The key was to provide her with a new source of magic before that happened.

He had never done such a thing before, and his understanding of demon mothers was close to zero. If it had been a year or half ago, he probably would have been powerless. But now that he had the assistance of Vakiris and Heicuzord, he might be able to change this destined outcome.

"Your Majesty..."

"Don't worry," Roland comforted. "The other party is a hero who saved both Graycastle and Dawn, even if you didn't mention it, I would do my best to keep her here."

Since the technology was feasible, the most important thing was to change the other party's mind, which was the same as treatment. A person with a belief in their heart has a much higher chance of survival than those who give up.

And when it comes to talking, Roland didn't think he'd ever lost.

...

He boarded the God of Creation, stood in front of the rotating magic core, and nodded to Celine.

This was different from the Realm of Consciousness. Roland couldn't directly connect to it like a carrier, so he had to communicate with Eleanor through Celine.

The latter extended her main tentacle and slowly inserted it into the core. Soon, a voice he had never heard before sounded in his mind.

"I presume you are the human king."

"Roland Wimbledon." He closed his eyes and replied in a relaxed tone in his mind, "Nice to meet you, I'm glad you were able to escape from the central carrier, Eleanor of the Three Seats."

"It's a pity you can't really see me, now my body is just an ugly demon."

"That's just temporary. Since your consciousness can enter here, it will eventually be able to enter the Realm of Consciousness. There, you can not only return to your original appearance, but also see many old companions."

"The Dream World... I heard Celine mention it before, it is indeed an incredible place." Eleanor paused. "But she should have told you, the core ore vein of this city will soon be exhausted, I can't wait until then."

"Just wait in another place." Roland said bluntly.

"What?"

"Winter City has godstone ore veins, I can move you there to take root—indeed, this has certain technical difficulties, such as how to salvage you from the Red Mist Lake, and how to send you to Winter without the supply of Red Mist. But I believe that these can be achieved after careful preparation."

"It's just a small price." Eleanor seemed to chuckle. "There is no benefit to you in doing so, did Celine promise you something?"

"Lord Eleanor, I didn't do that—" Celine defended.

"How could there be no benefit!" Roland interrupted her. "Your existence is crucial to humans, it's just that you haven't realized it yet."

Eleanor was slightly stunned, "Crucial... important?"

"Mask can use the 'network' to gain control of the core equipment, which is already beyond doubt. In the future, the core is obviously an important tool for studying magic, and you are currently the only one who can expel it, which alone is of great significance." Roland spoke eloquently, "Of course, this is not the most important thing—"

He suddenly lowered his voice and said word by word, "If humans also have such a floating city, the war situation will be completely tilted to our side!"

This time, not only Eleanor, but even Celine was taken aback.

"You want to build the God of Creation?"

"Why not? We don't need to start from scratch. Here is the core equipment prepared by Mask, and there are also suitable controllers. Compared to this, we only lack an obelisk." Roland spread his hands. "But I don't need to raise such a large piece of land. A floating island of one or two kilometers is enough to take off and land heavy bombers, and even take an army directly to the Bottomless Land. The premise is that you can successfully figure out the structure of these magic cores and apply them to the new godstone ore veins—I know it's not easy, if you don't succeed in the end, I won't think you are inferior to Mask, at least you tried your best, didn't you?"

Think you're not a qualified Three Seat? No problem, let's give you a new goal. Even the provocative method is arranged, and it's the kind without concealment. Having said this, you can't refuse, right?

The voice in his mind suddenly fell silent.

After a long while, Eleanor sighed, "I understand what 'the most unkingly king' means."

"Ah? What is that?"

"No, I didn't say anything." There was a hint of relief in the other party's voice. "It's just that Mr. Roland, you seem to have misunderstood a premise. All of your assumptions are based on the successful transfer of the mother body—I know this is not easy, if you don't succeed in the end, I won't blame you."

"Lord Eleanor—!" Celine said happily.

"Of course." Roland curled his lips. "We all have our own responsibilities."

"Then decide on the landing site quickly, this thing can't hold on for much longer."

"I've already thought about it." He opened his eyes and looked southeast. No matter where the God of Creation falls within Graycastle, it will become a huge obstacle. Only the sea can easily accommodate this inverted mountain. If the landing point is chosen properly, it may even add an affiliated island to Graycastle. "Let's land near Seawind territory."