Chapter 51

Entering through the secret underground entrance of the Atlas Palace of White Night, one would pass through a long, winding corridor to reach a sealed world. The walls and gates here have undergone multiple layers of solidification and magical refinement, and are equipped with highly advanced defense mechanisms. In the event of a highly threatening extinction war, this place would become the last and most solid command center of the Death Nation, where the elite forces of necromancers would gather, allying with time and death to unleash the final wave of calamity in a world scarred by war—almost all national powers on the continent have similar doomsday agencies.

On a regular day, this place serves as the homeland defense strategic command center of the Death Nation. Necromancers who wish to work here must undergo strict examinations in various aspects and receive a personal invitation from a legendary master. They must then be approved by a joint meeting of three legendary necromancers and twelve saints. Every person here is an elite among elites, and in human nations, they would be the ones that empires and duchies would fight over—this is the foundation of the major mage organizations.

Today, the command center is enveloped in a tense atmosphere different from usual. Necromancers and high-level undead move quickly back and forth, silently and efficiently passing documents, exchanging information and opinions. In front of six large crystal panels enchanted with "Atmospheric Transparency" magic, three observers use Eagle Eye spells to analyze the scene, reporting to the command platform: "After verification, two minutes and twenty-seven seconds ago, two strong holy light energies broke through the atmosphere and fell to a wasteland in the western part of the Black King District. The strong positive energy reacted with the dark sky, causing a severe thunderstorm."

The supreme commander of the Death Nation's homeland defense command center, Master Pang Xing, was already in position. Upon hearing this, he asked, "Dispatch the emergency mobile forces to seal off the scene and conduct an investigation. Astrologer, can you determine the origin of the intruders?"

The astrologer standing at the center of the astrological magic device had his eyes glowing with a bright blue light. The crystal ball in his hand burst with countless golden runes, and the star map kept rotating. The astrology extracted the most useful information from the chaotic and complex data. After a moment, the light in his eyes faded, and he looked up: "Of course, Commander. The stars are dancing. It is certain that a massive energy has stirred the etheric currents, creating a temporary gravitational jump bridge. I sensed the vast and ancient power of holy light. Clearly, the target that intruded into the Death Nation's airspace and forcibly landed comes from Mount Heaven."

"The target is from an external domain. We need more information to determine if this action is hostile. For now, let's enter the second level of combat readiness." Master Pang Xing raised his staff, "I hereby order the pre-activation of the Eye of Thor, switch the dark sky to war mode, light the ghost towers of the Eternal Night Palace, and prepare to send out the energy waves to activate the ghost towers nationwide. Submit the highest combat readiness mobilization order to the General Staff. If a war breaks out, they must open the Dragon Tomb within twenty minutes!"

The necromancers remained silent and began to activate the combat readiness procedures according to the well-memorized process. This was not an overreaction. After all, the Death Nation and Mount Heaven did not have a particularly friendly diplomatic relationship. The conflict between holy light and death was intense, and any involvement of holy light and Mount Heaven warranted extra caution.

At this moment, the thick, half-meter mechanical door creaked as the lever mechanism engaged, and the door opened. A towering figure strode in, and the whispers of death instantly filled the air. The necromancers paid a one-second salute to the bear-like man—somehow, although they were tense due to the sudden combat readiness order, seeing this man instantly calmed their restless hearts.

The strongest of the Death Nation, the Dark King Sargeras.

This legendary mage, known for his bravery and combat prowess, had a high personal charisma and a reassuring appearance. His stern and steady demeanor gave people a sense of security. Even if he donned heavy armor and claimed to be a holy knight of the church, he could likely deceive many. In short, with him around, everyone felt like they had a backbone.

Pang Xing and Sargeras were very familiar with each other, so there was no need for formalities. He spoke straightforwardly: "Two strong holy light reactions fell in the Black King District two minutes ago. I have already dispatched the emergency mobile forces and entered the second level of combat readiness. According to the analysts, the holy light intensity is at the level of a Power Angel, which is equivalent to a mid-level saint in human terms. Although not too strong, it must be..."

"Power Angel level?" Sargeras said in a deep voice, "Why do I sense a Seraphim level?"

"What!?" The necromancers murmured in surprise, even the most composed among them showing shock. Pang Xing was stunned, "A top-level Seraphim has descended? It seems the situation is much worse than we thought. There must have been a miscalculation. It looks like the Doomsday War will break out sooner— we must enter the highest level of combat readiness!"

Just as Pang Xing was about to modify the order, Sargeras waved his hand: "There's no need for that."

"No need? The energy required for a Seraphim to jump to Noren is almost immeasurable. Mount Heaven would only pay such a price to coordinate the large-scale jump transmission of the Century Ark... Have they really reached a secret agreement with the church? No, we must immediately notify other forces!" Pang Xing said fiercely, "The church has Mount Heaven as an ally, do they think we necromancers have no friends?"

Sargeras said calmly, "I said, it's not necessary."

"Why? Do you know something we don't?" Pang Xing asked suspiciously.

Sargeras glanced at Pang Xing, "There's no secret. A holy sword and a weak angel just fell from the sky. They don't seem to be on a mission; more like they were exiled."

Pang Xing seemed to understand something and stammered, "Then... then the Seraphim..."

Sargeras folded his arms and looked up at the sky, his demeanor calm and composed, "Of course, it was just a joke."

The command hall fell into a deathly silence. After a long while, the first necromancer broke the silence, silently tearing up the order in his hand and burning it to ashes. The others also came to their senses and silently resumed their tasks. Emotionally, they were eager to beat the Dark King, who loved to tell unfunny jokes, to a pulp, but their rationality told them that even if everyone in the hall attacked together, they would all end up hanging from the lampposts...

"You guys, you're always so gloomy, you've practiced yourselves into fools. Do you know, Sigma from the second year, I chat with him, and his sense of humor and talent for sarcasm are far superior to yours. So in the future, you can at most reach Pang Xing's position, at best a saint, while Sigma will definitely take over my position, advance to the legendary level, and become the new Grand Mage..." Sargeras casually pulled over a necromancer with a blank expression, adopting a "for your own good" attitude, lecturing him. If one only looked at his appearance, one might think a compassionate holy knight was earnestly guiding a misguided necromancer, but in reality, it was just a seemingly serious but actually annoying old man spouting nonsense.

"Should I recall the emergency forces?" Pang Xing asked, coming to his side.

"I've already stopped them. The angel landed near Sigma, let the young ones handle it." Sargeras waved his hand, and a water curtain appeared, with the Atmospheric Transparency magic added to it, showing the scene near the crater. The pure white angel was still unconscious, and Sigma and Alice were discussing something. He shifted the view to another crater and saw the holy sword, and said with a chuckle, "It's actually the Azure Fury. Looks like the angel has a significant background... Whether we can connect with this and gain an ally depends on Sigma's abilities."

"Are you going to keep the angel in Atlas?" Pang Xing's expression was peculiar.

"Why not?" The view shifted back to Sigma, and Sargeras stared at Alice beside him, sneering, "Even more troublesome ones have been taken in. A Power Angel who just took up the holy sword, what's the big deal?"

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