"The key to ending the war of divine will has been found..." Victor murmured, "His Majesty is determined to proactively confront the enemy and end the war outside the Fertile Plains?"

Even after experiencing so many incredible things, this report was still shocking, with almost every line worth highlighting – in the past, such news would have been impossible for anyone outside the royal family to know, let alone a common merchant without a title like him.

The report painted a grand picture: the floating land that had caused a sensation when it fell into the sea did not mark the end of the demons' offensive. Thousands of miles away, a new Black Stone Fortress was heading towards Neverwinter day and night. Below it swarmed millions of demons – enough to engulf the entire human kingdom! To avoid this, His Majesty decided to take the initiative and prevent the flames of war from affecting ordinary people.

After defeating the attacking enemy, the expeditionary force would go to the other end of the world, to the junction of the two continents, to eliminate the threat of the war of divine will. If successful, a long period of peace would come, and neither demons nor evil beasts would threaten human safety again.

Victor was no stranger to expeditions. After all, more than a year ago, he had witnessed the birth of a miracle – relying on heavy machinery called trains, the First Army advanced more than five hundred kilometers into the uninhabited Fertile Plains and defeated the demons entrenched in the Northern Ruins. The Graycastle Weekly detailed the entire battle, and through photographs, he could still recall the feeling of looking down on those black trains speeding across the plains from an aerial perspective.

But this time, Roland seemed to be doing even more thoroughly.

He actually planned to lift a mountain into the air to serve as a base for this expedition!

Was this something humans could do?

Victor eagerly turned to the second page – the plan was divided into three parts. The first was the lifting phase, where North Slope Mountain, along with nearly one kilometer of land below it, would break free from the confines of the Impassable Mountain Range and become an independent entity.

The second was the sea trial phase, where North Slope Mountain would be incorporated into the army and officially named the "Eleanor Sky Ark". During this time, it would patrol around Neverwinter many times, and in addition to necessary combat training, it would also wait for the right time to strike.

The final phase was the official departure, repelling the enemy from hundreds of miles away.

The Administrative Office called it a war that would determine the fate of mankind. In addition to the army, the support of workers from all walks of life was crucial, so the remuneration was quite generous, basically two to three times the average level of the same industry. Moreover, the names of all participants would be engraved on a monument, permanently erected in the royal city.

In addition, Barov, the King's Hand, revealed at the end that those who boarded the island might have the opportunity to see the most powerful weapon in human history.

Seeing this, Victor knew that the Administrative Office would definitely be swamped – the biggest difference between the residents of Neverwinter and the migrants from other cities was that they regarded this land as their own. When interacting with the locals, he often had the illusion that this place belonged not only to Roland, but also to them. And once they settled down and obtained an identity card, similar feelings of identification would soon spread, because he himself felt it deeply.

Although he came from the Dawn Kingdom, he would feel proud when he heard outsiders talk about the wonders of Neverwinter, something he had never felt before.

If it weren't for his family business, Victor would also have the urge to ascend to the clouds and see it for himself.

"Help me contact the Administrative Office and say that Rainbow Stone is willing to donate a thousand sets of clothing."

"Understood," Linglong nodded.

"By the way, did you find out the exact date when North Slope Mountain will ascend?"

"It should be within the next two or three days. The top of the mountain is completely different from before."

"Two or three days... The good viewing spots are probably already taken," Victor closed the newspaper and walked to the French window. Although the Miracle Building was tall, it was too far from the Impassable Mountains. Such a spectacle would be better witnessed up close. He turned and handed out a key, "Linglong, you should know what to do, right?"

Fortunately, problems that could be solved with money were not a big deal for him.

"Leave it to me, sir," Linglong smiled and took the key.

...

Three days later, the First Army set up long cordon lines at the foot of the mountain, which made everyone in Neverwinter realize that the long-awaited moment was about to arrive.

At this time, North Slope Mountain had completely changed its appearance. From a distance, it was covered with dense scaffolding. The originally irregular mountain walls seemed to have been artificially trimmed, not only smoothing them out a lot, but also patching them in many places – those squares of metal plates or oil film cloth, large and small, were incompatible with the mountain rocks themselves, but made this natural object look more like a weapon.

And what shocked Victor the most were the hundreds of long, rectangular flags hanging down from above.

They were like the mountain's hem, undulating like waves in the wind.

The tower and spear symbolized the Kingdom of Graycastle.

The red, black, and white color scheme made it even more solemn.

This visual impact was definitely unforgettable.

The crowd gathered on the street was getting bigger and bigger. By noon, several main roads were already blocked. If it weren't for the black-clothed police and the army directing the flow of people towards the Maze Forest, half of the city would probably be paralyzed.

As the deep alarm sounded over the city, Victor, who was in the excellent location on the roof of West Street, felt a slight tremor under his feet.

Soon, this tremor turned into a roaring sound!

In an instant, the entire Neverwinter seemed to boil over –

That was the sound of mountains being torn apart.

Although he had expected it, he still opened his mouth as wide as possible when he witnessed this scene.

Linglong grabbed his arm tightly.

North Slope Mountain rose slowly but unstoppably, and clusters of dust spurted out from the mountain range connected to it. The scaffolding standing on the ground collapsed layer by layer, as if unable to restrain this behemoth. After throwing off the fallen trees, gravel, and iron frames, the larger base supported these dropped "skin flakes."

The whole scene was like pulling out a radish and bringing out mud, but this time the mud was a piece of land a kilometer wide, and it showed a clear inverted triangle shape, with the lowest point located in the center of the floating island. As North Slope Mountain rose, a huge pit was left on the ground. Facing the suddenly disappearing roof, countless animals that were active underground fled in panic, becoming a vivid footnote to this historic scene.

This should have been something that humans could never do.

But the flags fluttering on the mountain clearly announced that it belonged to the Kingdom of Graycastle, to humans.

After the shock, a deafening cheer erupted from the crowd. When the first "Long live!" appeared, it was destined to be difficult to calm down in a short time.

The fanatical atmosphere gradually subsided after a long time. Victor licked his slightly dry lips and was about to take Linglong back to the hotel when he suddenly caught a glimpse of an old man's figure on the roof opposite – the figure was so familiar that even his steps slowed down.

When Victor wanted to take a closer look, he found that the other party had disappeared.

"Sir, what's wrong?" Linglong seemed to notice his abnormality.

"No, it's nothing... I must have seen it wrong," Victor hesitated. Because in every way, the old man looked somewhat similar to his father.

But how could his father appear in this kind of place? He shook his head and quickly put the thought behind him.