At the same time, Luo Lan stood on top of the castle, watching the aircraft formation gradually disappear into the distance.

"Is this too fast?" Nightingale said with some worry, "The new biplanes were only delivered here a day ago, and they haven't even completed formal bombing training."

Having been by Luo Lan's side for a long time, she was already familiar with the First Army's operational procedures. Whenever a new plan was formulated, rehearsals were indispensable. First, the staff repeatedly conducted paper simulations, and only after confirming that there was a high degree of feasibility would they move on to the actual drill stage. Although this operation was to prepare for the Glory of the Sun, it was also a relatively independent operation in itself. According to convention, the participants should practice the bombing until they were sure of success before implementing it.

"Indeed, but time waits for no one," Luo Lan nodded. "All current reports indicate that Heishizhuo hasn't appeared in the mountain blocking battle... In other words, that letter worked. The problem is that the Lord of the Celestial Sphere is inherently suspicious, and no one knows how long a letter can keep him away from the battlefield, so the sooner this air raid is carried out, the better."

In essence, it was a test, just like the blocking battle—what kind of reaction would the enemy have to the air raid? Did the God-Made God have corresponding defensive measures? These were all issues that needed to be confirmed before the final battle.

"Then... is it really okay not to train?"

"Don't worry," Luo Lan smiled. "Tilly has come up with a countermeasure."

Level bombing was originally a technical skill, requiring the cooperation of personnel and onboard equipment to achieve. It would only sound like a noise without ten days or half a month of practice. What's more, in order to save time, the first batch of Fury of Heaven planes delivered were not equipped with bombing sights, so there was no way to train even if they wanted to.

And Tilly's solution was to have Sylvie act as the command center—as long as the speed and altitude of the plane were determined, the point of impact could be calculated. Therefore, the entire bombing process became extremely simple. The pilot didn't even need to observe the ground, just pull the unlocking trigger when they heard the bombing command.

This idea was somewhat similar to the AWACS of later generations. Target searching, positioning, and tracking were all done by a third party. When the firing data was transmitted to the combat aircraft, the latter turned on the fire control radar to complete the final step of the attack.

The Seagull was the AWACS that controlled the overall situation.

"So that's how it is." After listening to his explanation, Nightingale showed a dazed expression. "As expected of Princess Tilly..."

"Oh?" Luo Lan raised an eyebrow. "I thought you would sigh and think you didn't understand anything."

"Hmph, that might have been possible before." She rolled her eyes. "But with Anna there, even someone who knows a lot will feel like they don't know anything. I'm used to it."

Luo Lan couldn't help but be speechless. This wasn't something glorious, so why could she say it so confidently? However, he was also slightly surprised that she could mention the past so frankly.

"Besides, I've also understood one thing these years..." Nightingale shrugged.

"What is it?"

"See, you don't know everything either, do you?" She faced the soft morning light, and the bangs on her forehead reflected strands of golden light. "But since you asked, I'll reluctantly tell you—that is, everyone has their own strengths, there's no need to blindly imitate others, staying true to yourself is the most important thing. Do you only like people who know a lot?"

"..." Luo Lan couldn't answer for a moment.

And this answer didn't need to be answered.

From the other party's expression, it could be seen that she knew it all too well.

"That's the way it is. So remember to put more Chaos Drinks in the cabinet," Nightingale wagged her finger and turned to walk towards the lower level of the castle, "When everyone returns in triumph, I have to have a good celebration with them."

Looking at the other party's back, Luo Lan took a long time to react. This wasn't Neverwinter City, where would he put the drinks... Moreover, "staying true to yourself" wasn't that a legitimate excuse to enjoy oneself!

He shook his head with a wry smile and followed.

...

"This is Seagull, Your Highness, you have entered the alert range of the Floating Fortress." At 8:35 a.m., Sylvie issued the first warning through the Listening Sigil. "In fifteen minutes at most, the aircraft formation will fly over the strike line of the stone pillars."

"Roger," Tilly smiled coldly. "I see them."

From the beginning, she didn't expect to be able to hide from the demons completely. There must be vigilant Eye Demons on the God-Made God—the moment Sylvie saw them, they could also see Sylvie immediately. If Seagull was exposed first, it would be detrimental to the plan. Therefore, it was better to cut in head-on and attract most of the enemy's attention to the fighter aircraft formation first.

At the moment Sylvie issued the warning, the enemy had already reacted.

Many black dots rose from the center of the land, flying towards the morning light in groups.

Hmph, they're quite vigilant, Tilly opened the radio station with a straight face and turned the frequency knob to the entire channel, "Attention, the demons have appeared, brace yourselves, prepare for battle! Group One, Group Two, continue to advance according to the plan!"

"Understood," Gude and Manfield responded.

The air knight formation was very simple. Fifty biplanes were divided into two waves. The team performing the bombing mission traveled above the clouds to minimize the time they were detected by the enemy. In addition to the Fury of Heaven squadron and the five planes protecting Seagull, the remaining thirty-five Skyfire planes would take on the task of dispersing the demons' defensive forces.

The main combat aircraft formation quickly approached the ten-kilometer range of the fortress. At this distance, the scale-like black rocks and the central city of the floating land could be directly observed with the naked eye. At this moment, the stone pillars surrounding the fortress had not yet risen, as if they did not exist.

Sure enough, that thing wasn't used to deal with air knights.

"This is Phoenix, have you found the Demon Lord who attacked the ground troops last time?" Tilly asked.

"..." Sylvie searched for a moment. "Not yet."

It seems that luck is on the side of mankind. Tilly glanced back at the sun slowly rising behind her. The dazzling light happened to cover the direction of the air knights' attack.

"The weather is nice, it's a good day to rest in peace."

She suddenly increased the throttle, pulled up the plane in the high-pitched roar of the engine, and pounced on the enemy first—

...

"Princess Tilly has made contact with the enemy," Sylvie reported with a solemn expression. Judging from the current situation, the air knights were clearly outnumbered. After all, this was an active attack on the demons' lair, and the mobilization of the Terror Beasts was much faster than before. "The enemy is still increasing, if this continues... they will be surrounded."

Wendy seemed to see her worry, "Don't worry, although there are more demons, the air knights don't have to shoot them all down, they just need to delay them for a dozen minutes. In terms of speed, that group of beasts can't compare with the Skyfire planes at all, you should put your energy on the main target."

That's right... the sooner the bombing is completed, the sooner they can turn around and evacuate. Worrying about both sides will only make her lose sight of the other. Sylvie bit her lip and cast her consciousness towards the center of the continent.

Passing through layers of red mist, a magnificent obelisk suddenly appeared in her field of vision.

Even when viewed from a distance at high altitude, its grandeur can be felt—its height of hundreds of meters makes it like a pillar standing in a deep pit, any human building pales in comparison to such a creation.