The altered attitudes and perspectives of the two Demon Lords brought about more than just a God-Forged that transformed into a sea island.
Aside from the quietly kindling spark at the foot of Hermes Mountain, the Western Front's offensive also came to a complete halt due to the disappearance of the Red Mist source.
Although some remaining Twisted Beasts were still active in the Impassable Mountain Range, they would permanently fall into slumber once their magic was exhausted. This greatly reduced the pressure on the First Army, which was stationed everywhere, and Cage Mountain was no longer a "life-or-death barrier" that had to be defended in the north. In the following week, many troops successively withdrew from the front line and instead supported the Western Front battlefield of Neverwinter. The originally stretched situation suddenly became more active.
The return of a large number of living forces instantly reversed the offensive and defensive situation in the Western Territory. The newly established tank units on the ground charged back and forth in the Evil Beast horde, besieging the cloaked Blade Beasts like sieves, while large-scale gatherings of Evil Beasts were subjected to key strikes by air knights. The railway node bunkers that had been reluctantly abandoned one by one were gradually recaptured, and the corpses of mutated beasts that died under gunfire were almost everywhere—if they didn't decay into black water at a considerable rate, the entire frontier would probably be filled with stinking remains.
Although according to Valkyries, Evil Beasts were just an evolutionary arena of the Sky-Sea Realm, with extremely limited impact on the battle, and the real danger was yet to come, restabilizing the situation was undoubtedly especially important for Neverwinter City. Since the Demon defense line had completely fallen, a large-scale landing of the Sky-Sea Realm in the Dawn Territory was inevitable. Therefore, the First Army needed to concentrate its forces on one point, rather than spreading them out and fighting on two fronts.
Roland, while relieved, also began the "rescue" of Eleanor.
Although the transfer of the Tower of Genesis, that is, the obelisk, had always been the responsibility of Mask, the three Demon Lords had more or less heard about it over the years.
The core step was naturally the transformation of the Soul Mother, allowing it to be integrated with the new mine. This technique was only known to Mask and the high-level Ascendants who followed him, but the body Eleanor obtained was a complete product, so this was exactly the part that could be skipped directly.
Secondly, the Soul Mother must be strong enough to restore activity after the transplant. This point was also very easy to understand, as the transplant was tantamount to a major injury to the mother, just like a tree. Now that the object had been changed to Eleanor, all he could do was trust her.
Finally, the Soul Mother must not leave the Red Mist throughout the entire process, which meant that it had to be in an environment full of mist before the obelisk restarted the conversion of Red Mist.
For the entire rescue, this was the most difficult point.
Fortunately, Heckzord would participate in the operation together—its Warp Gate was of great significance for logistics, and could fully exert an extraordinary effect in such a situation.
After formulating the plan, the first to enter the arena was the Ministry of Industry.
To salvage the immobile Eleanor from the Mist Lake, they had to first figure out her location. The interior of the God-Forged was a forbidden zone that witches could not set foot in, but Rex's invented diving suit unexpectedly achieved miraculous results.
Through suspension cables, more than a dozen batches of Sand People wearing diving suits repeatedly went deep into the Mist Lake along the tower, and finally determined Eleanor's location at a depth of one hundred and fifty meters. The leader was a man named Xinbadi.
Next was to rely on manpower to peel off the mother from the obelisk bit by bit, and tie it firmly with ropes. Under normal circumstances, the power of the Soul Mother was comparable to that of a carrier, and it was closely connected to the bottom of the tower, making it almost inseparable. However, the withering of the obelisk made this feasible. Even if they did not take measures, the tower would gradually disintegrate and eventually turn into a pile of rubble.
When the mother was lifted to the height of the lake surface, the Lord of the Sky then opened the Warp Gate from below, transferring Eleanor into a specially made iron box. Along with her, a large amount of Red Mist was naturally poured in.
After this step was completed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The things that followed were much simpler.
The steam truck team led by Farina was responsible for the transportation. In addition to the iron box, the truck was also loaded with a large number of mist storage tanks—they were not only the nutrients required by the Soul Mother, but also the supplies for the Lord of the Sky along the way. Through a series of Warp Gates, the convoy arrived in Neverwinter City from Sea Breeze County in just half a day.
If Heckzord hadn't insisted on leaving, Roland would have liked to give it the title of Transport Captain.
Under the expectant and concerned gaze of all the God's Punishment Witches, the iron box was swallowed by Fulan and sent to the bottom of the North Slope Mountain Mine.
This also represented the end of the entire rescue operation—under the coordination of the Central Administrative Hall, it mobilized nearly ten thousand people from multiple departments and even multiple races, completing this frontline transport across most of the Kingdom of Graycastle.
At this point, all Roland could do was wait.
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North Slope Mine, Godstone Mine Area.
Pasha rolled up a can of Red Mist and carefully poured it on the roots of an ugly monster—it was like a mass of slime covered with tentacles, with two rows of compound eyes symmetrically embedded on its head, and its size was as large as three central carriers. Even without using a magic stone of balance, one could feel the powerful magic contained in the monster.
This demon, called the Soul Mother, was the key to turning the God's Punishment Pillars into Red Mist Towers. It was said that it would only be born when the magic in the world reached its peak, that is, when the Battle of Divine Will was opened. Therefore, before obtaining the transplant technology, demons could only wait quietly for the opportunity to come during the long years before the Red Moon descended. If it were during the Union era, Pasha would have given up her life without hesitation if she had the opportunity to kill a mother. However, now she was taking care of this Soul Mother as carefully and patiently as if she was taking care of a child. This contrast made her feel quite subtle herself.
"So you're really here." A familiar voice suddenly came from behind, "How is her situation?"
Pasha turned her head and bent her main tentacle, "There are no signs of awakening yet, Your Majesty."
The visitor was Roland—apart from the ancient witches who survived from Taquila, he was the one who visited Eleanor most frequently.
"It seems that the migration is really a matter of causing serious injury." Roland sighed softly.
"But I heard Celine say that Lady Eleanor has already made a promise." Pasha's tone didn't have much frustration, "As far as I know, she rarely makes promises, but once she does, she will definitely fulfill them."
"Hopefully..." Roland nodded slightly.
After the two stood side by side and watched for a while, Pasha broke the silence, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
"You've thanked me many times." He said somewhat helplessly. Ever since the ancient witches learned that the Three Chiefs and those companions who had devoted themselves to the central carrier were still alive, their reaction could almost be described as boiling, and he had also received everyone's unanimous gratitude. However, Pasha didn't seem satisfied with one thank you, and would say this almost every time she saw him. "Eleanor has made great contributions to Graycastle, and it is my duty to save her."
"It's not just this one thing, but everything you have done for everyone—no matter how many times I say thank you, I can't express this gratitude, so... please let me say it a few more times."
It was difficult to hear such emotional words from Pasha's mouth, and even Roland couldn't help but pause for a moment. He turned his head to look at Pasha, as if trying to see her expression at the moment from the quietly drooping tentacles. He didn't expect that this look would slow down his heartbeat by half a beat, and he almost didn't scream out—
Only to see that all the symmetrical eyes on the mother had opened at some point, and were quietly looking at the two of them.
"You're already several hundred years old, such willful words are really surprising..." A new voice then appeared in his mind.
Pasha trembled violently, then covered her face with her main tentacle, "L-, L-, Lady Eleanor?"
"Ah, it's me."
Pasha immediately raised her main tentacle, and with a whoosh, pulled herself to the top of the cave, and then disappeared into the mine.
"Uh... she always wanted to be the first to talk to you..." Roland twitched the corner of his mouth, and murmured somewhat unbelievably, "Speaking of which, you just woke up like that?"
"How else would I wake up? With lightning and thunder, and the earth cracking?" Eleanor yawned, "That's Akalys's style, not mine."
"..." Roland paused for a long time before continuing, "Okay, it's good that you're okay. Now that my responsibility has been completed, then the next thing depends on—"
"I've already completed it too." Eleanor said lazily.
"Uh—what?"
"The transplant process was indeed very difficult, but it's enough for me to suffer alone, it doesn't prevent others from thinking." Her tone was full of course, "The analysis of the magic core has come to an end. Although it's not possible to build a similar one for the time being, there are not many problems with using the existing one. In other words, the floating island you want can fly up at any time." Speaking of this, Eleanor paused, and there was a hint of teasing in her voice, "How about it, how about now?"