Necromancer, summoning 055? What the heck?

Chapter 533 Prophet's Preaching: The Angel's Feathers Fully Activated in the Fog of Exploration

When Belial moved from offline to online, it meant he had essentially entered an invincible state.

Because those who hate Belial so much they're practically seething with hatred can't actually bring themselves to attack him through the internet.

After all, Beria didn't use a phone made by the White Eagle.

Even if certain forces attempted to suppress Belial online, it would clearly be impossible.

Even if all the media platforms in the Western world can shut Beria out, there are still the platforms in Dongxia.

As we all know, if you want to curse the Bloodthirsty Clan, the best choice is to come to the platform in the East. Such a place where "demons run rampant" will certainly accept Belial's voice.

Beria was well aware of this, and he registered an account called "Twilight Watchman".

Within ten minutes of registering, the number of followers exceeded ten million.

The comment section was a mess, with neatly copied and pasted comments launching veiled attacks; some people were frantically donating money, pleading for a course and asking for blessings; others posted recent news of the Bloody Incest tribe's atrocities, with only one word in the caption: Save!

In this context, Beria began a stable online teaching program, Cyber ​​Preaching.

Of course, the Lord of Twilight's interpretation of the scriptures was still very measured.

For example, Beria preached that believers have the right to a better life, but he never glorified violence or confrontation in his speeches.

For example, he says that we should obey the Ten Commandments in the scriptures, but he doesn't mention at all what kind of punishment those who don't obey will receive.

More often than not, Belial was making up stories, bringing ancient myths into reality.

He even employed the strategy of divide and conquer.

For example, when faced with questions from believers in the comments section about why the Bloodstained Clan and the Bald Eagle colluded to repeatedly slaughter the five seas, Belial began his vivid performance.

He remained silent, his gaze lowered, then slowly raised it, his face filled with sorrow.

Those eyes staring into the camera seemed to penetrate the screen and see into the depths of every viewer's soul.

“You should know that those who hold the power in this world are like angels descended from the throne of the most high God.”

"Some of them are resilient, some are intelligent, some are brave, and some are depraved!"

When he said the word "degeneration," Beria clearly emphasized it, and the last syllable fell heavily with a meaningful drop in pitch.

"The current leader of the Bloodstained Clan is like Beelzebub, the prime minister of hell and the king of demons on earth!"

Everyone agreed on this point, and even felt that the analogy was quite accurate.

Or perhaps, Beelzebub, this exemplar of evil, is not as despicable as the leader of the Bloodthirsty Clan.

"Covfefe, the leader of the bald eagles, is like the Archangel of Abundance, Sarkier, who governs wealth, success, fortune, and expansion."

Everyone thought about it for a while.

Wealth – Real-time hand-drawn candlestick charts, flawless!
Success! They've won so many times, how could they not succeed?
Luck, people thought of that stunning shot that flew in!
As for expansion, well, even penguins are about to become taxpayers in the white eagle empire!
All correct!

Then, the question immediately arises: the leader of the Frenzy Clan is a fallen angel, so it's understandable that he would do bad things. But why would the leader of the White Eagle Clan, an angel of light, do such evil things?

Beria did not answer immediately.

He slowly closed his eyes, his lips moving slightly, as if he were silently reciting some ancient prayer.

The camera remained silent for about five or six seconds, with only faint piano music echoing in the background.

Then he let out a long sigh, incredibly heavy and exceptionally long.

"The Archangel of Abundance has been tempted by the Twisted Angels and is gradually falling into the abyss of fallen angels!"

Abraham, the Twisted Angel, is the legendary ruler of the dream world. His greatest skill is twisting the will of living beings. In legend, he is the only fallen angel who was sealed by God and then reinforced with special chains.

Its evil nature is evident.

The barrage of comments was filled with question marks. The believers were eager to know how this kind of corruption, which only existed in legends, could affect the leader of the most powerful empire on Earth.

Beria, with a somber expression, revealed the answer.

"The dream world of the twisted angels is projected onto this land, and it looks something like St. James's Island!"

The comments section remained silent for about seven or eight seconds. Clearly, even the most active keyboard warriors were speechless at this moment.

The believers were all struck in vital areas by this sudden attack.

Isn't it right?
Absolutely right!
An evil dream world, and an equally evil St. James' Island.

How classic is it that a fallen angel lures a angel of light into hell with some special incentive?
Beria's sermon that day caused a huge uproar among the followers of the three religions. A large number of religious figures denounced this baseless and nonsensical nonsense and expressed their intolerance for such absurd claims.

Political leaders from various countries have also frequently spoken out: "It is incomprehensible to draw parallels between the mythical angel system and real-world political figures!"

But no matter how loudly they shout, there is one fact they don't know.

Belial was no ordinary charlatan.

The fact that Belial could survive and even thrive after committing multiple crimes, especially offending Chen Mo, the grandson of the Dongxia elders, shows that his understanding of human nature is far superior to that of most Earthlings.

The reason he supported the bald eagle leader was because he recognized the guy's extreme greed, ruthlessness, disregard for reputation, and utter lack of moral compass.

absurd?

In the hands of this President Kauffeld, there is no limit to absurdity!

Sure enough, the very next day, at a grand press conference, an unexpected incident occurred.

The reception was held in the east hall of the white hall, where a huge crystal chandelier hung from the dome, illuminating the entire hall.

The bald eagle's leader was chatting with a group of priests, their hands on each other's shoulders, conveying divine power while discussing important topics such as the nation, victory, and becoming great again.

The audience was packed with reporters, their cameras and microphones aimed at the podium, flashes going off constantly.

The president's voice was loud and infectious, his gestures were exaggerated and powerful, and he would occasionally sway gently, radiating energy.

Then--

"Daddy! Daddy!"

A clear shout rang out, drawing everyone's attention.

The president's youngest son, the computer genius who could turn on a computer, rushed in at top speed.

The little guy was wearing a well-tailored suit, his golden hair was neatly combed, his cheeks were rosy, and his eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Daddy, Daddy, look what I found on your bed!"

"An angel's feather!"

The boy held a long, snow-white quill, his face flushed, filled with incredulous shock.

"Daddy, Daddy, are you an angel?"

The flashes went off like crazy at that moment, and the clicking of camera shutters filled the air, as if a storm had suddenly swept in.

Commander Kauffe quickly adopted a somewhat troubled expression.

“Oh my child, you know you can’t be so reckless. Right now I’m discussing things with your uncles about making the country great again. Obviously, this is not the time to discuss this!”

"Some things are not suitable to be said in this kind of setting!"

The political leaders from various countries watching the press conference all seemed to cough up blood.

You actually don't deny it?

You're saying now isn't the time to discuss this?
Are you implying that all of this is true?
The commander of the Eastern Xia [Cihang] force, who was also watching, couldn't help but shake his head. "Beria, that guy, what a shrewd move!"

That's right, Beria figured out the Grand Commander's intentions perfectly.

He is currently in a very difficult situation. He is being relentlessly attacked by enemies from the outside and is caught in endless partisan struggles from the inside. He is threatened by clan-based secrets in front of him and plotted against by tycoons from behind!

His approval ratings have been declining, the opposition is already gearing up, and even his most loyal subordinates are leaving him one by one, either willingly or unwillingly, for various reasons.

He was anxious, agitated, incoherent, and spoke recklessly!

At this moment, Belial offered him a near-perfect solution.

I am not a mortal, but an angel under the throne of God.

Who dares to mess with me? Who can question me?
Even if I did something wrong before, or if I accidentally had some scandal exposed later, it was because I was bewitched by evil fallen angels, and it was not my intention!
If you keep pursuing me, be careful I don't completely fall into depravity.

For Commander Cofffeld, Beria's assist not only allowed him to escape his current predicament of death, but also provided him with considerable support for his future pursuit of continued re-election in violation of the White Eagle Law, and even the creation of a hereditary monarchy.

How can mere mortal politicians contend with my divine messenger?
Can you use the law to attack an angel?

Can you judge a chosen one based on morality?

Can you use your vote to remove someone who is favored by God?
Not suitable!
So, what did Belial get?

The old man also reaped huge rewards.

This was a two-way street. Beria, in his role as a prophet, extricated Kauffe from his predicament, while Kauffe, once he acknowledged the matter, essentially corroborated Beria's testimony as a leader.

Minutes after the meeting, President Kauffeld immediately unlocked the "Teacher Beria's Little Classroom" and granted it live streaming and dissemination permissions on Western media platforms.

By taking this step, Belial essentially gained the support of two of Earth's major super-entities, at least for the time being.

If the Eastern Xia and White Eagles join forces, they can basically ignore all the remaining countries and forces on Earth.

From another perspective, Beria's move was actually extremely valuable to the Eastern Xia.

The two previous wars on Earth were challenges launched by emerging powers against established powers in order to seize colonies and dumping markets.

Now, with the near-wild economic virtualization and deindustrialization of these former powerful nations across the entire planet, Dongxia has sold its products to the world without resorting to any war.

Moreover, they don't have to bother maintaining world order, which is still the job of the bald eagles.

Never underestimate the value of the bald eagle's global military presence. It is precisely because of the world economic system painstakingly maintained by the bald eagle that Dongxia's merchant ships can travel all over the planet without the need for warship escorts, and Dongxia's goods can sweep through the local markets of various countries with overwhelming force.

Dongxia still faces difficulties at times, sometimes being annexed, and is subject to tariffs. Occasionally, unexpected events occur, but these costs are far greater than the costs of global military expansion.

You can buy what you want and sell what you want. This is something that empires of the past had to shed blood and die to achieve.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Dongxia never intended to kill the bald eagle, but rather hoped to live a happy and harmonious life with it. It was only because the bald eagle resorted to various despicable tactics that it directly infringed upon the right to life of the Dongxia people, ultimately leading both sides down the path of full-scale confrontation.

If the bald eagle can hold out a few more days on this path of confrontation, then it would be good for it to continue to maintain order.

Beria grasped this point precisely, and thus made the most of his identity as a witness and quasi-prophet, creating a perfect situation where the White Eagle won, the Eastern Xia won, he himself won a small victory, and the believers won a big one.

Facing millions of believers and backed by two powerful forces, Belial began a subtle and gradual path to recreate the "Tower of Twilight" on Earth.

Of course, this will probably take some time.

But the direction has been chosen, the road has been paved, and the car has started moving.

The rest is just a matter of time.

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Belial's grand ambition of establishing his banner on Earth is progressing steadily, while Grand Lord Chen Mo is also extremely busy in the Starry World.

The core task of Hanhai right now is the exploration of new continents.

This is truly the number one project under heaven.

To put it bluntly, if it weren't for the dragons' unique and irreplaceable value in exploring the new continent, the horrific casualties suffered by the delegation at the Dragon's Nest would have been enough for the high-ranking officials of the Vast Ocean to launch a war that razed the Dragon's Nest to the ground.

Given that neither "beheading" nor "taking them as dogs" was too difficult, the fact that they still received a "treat" from the Vast Ocean shows that the Dragon Clan should be grateful for the resources left by their ancestors and for the timely intervention of the current Dragon Nest leader.

Taking a step back could mean utter ruin.

Under these circumstances, the dragon race clearly has no bargaining power.

After several rounds of communication, a service structure of six plus two was basically finalized, namely, six giant dragons that would provide continuous service to the Vast Ocean, and two giant dragons that would accompany the Vast Ocean to explore new continents. From this moment on, these eight giant dragons need to go to the Vast Ocean to prepare for permanent residence.

Well, next, our Lord Chen can truly say that he has been served by a "one-stop shop" service... well, he has been served by several "dragons".

During the period before the arrival of the dragons, the vast ocean never stopped its preparations for exploring the new continent, the Misty Continent.

Considering that the entire ocean journey exceeds 10,000 kilometers, and that Han Hai currently only has one "Wave-Treading" ship capable of ultra-high-speed, low-altitude navigation on water, Han Hai has spent a considerable amount of time setting up a series of forward bases on the sea.

This is an extremely large and complex project.

First, the fishing island acquired from the Naga sea tribe was set up as the first starting point.

This island was the first large island that Han Hai acquired and developed. It is about 220 kilometers away from the nearest Xiyue Xiasha Port and about 370 kilometers away from Han Hai Emerald Bay.

Over the past few years, Hanhai has built a deep-water pier, set up barracks for its troops, and even constructed an airport with a kilometer-long runway on Diaoyutai Island.

From here, fuel and supplies from the local area of ​​Hanhai can be continuously transported forward.

The second springboard is Xuanzhou Island, a large island about 800 kilometers away from the fishing platform.

This is a super-large island, with an area of ​​over sixteen square kilometers. It is located near the edge of the Naga sea race's controlled area. Further ahead, it will enter the unfriendly Abyss sea race's controlled area.

A company of the Hanhai National Defense Force was deployed here and began arduous construction. Supplies from the mainland and Diaoyutai were transported day and night and began to be transformed into barracks, firing positions, heavy airfields, maintenance centers, and a full range of living facilities, including seawater desalination and regional food processing, for the garrison on Xuanzhou Island.

Beyond Xuanzhou Island, ships in the vast ocean can no longer proceed.

That area is controlled by the abyssal behemoth.

Han Hai once tried to negotiate amicably with these abyssal sea creatures and attempted to buy their way through, but unfortunately, he was met with a resounding rebuff.

Someone once summarized a characteristic of the sea creatures: the more humanoid their appearance, the more frequently they interact with humans. Although they often fight to the death, these sea creatures can easily switch to a cooperative mode with humans once there is a suitable connection of interests.

For example, the Tide Naga control the area from the Vast Ocean Territory to the Silver Duchy, and the Siren Singers control the coastal region of the Misty Continent.

As for those big creatures in the deep sea, they are difficult to communicate with.

They have a deep-seated prejudice against those "smaller than me" and "on land".

Ironically, these heavy sea monsters, such as the Black Sea Dragon and the abyssal behemoths that block the way for the vast ocean, control the core shipping lanes in the deep ocean.

The negotiation process between Han Hai and the other party was like a conversation between a lamb and an elephant.

The average length of the abyssal behemoth is over 100 meters, and its maximum length can even exceed 200 meters, making it much larger than the dragon race. The Tide Naga, which is a few meters tall, is like a toy in front of them.

When Chen Mo first saw this thing in a picture, he was thoroughly disgusted. These creatures were not only enormous, but their entire bodies were also covered with layers upon layers of dark black scales. In the center of each scale was a purple ring, which at first glance looked like huge eyes staring out from all over their bodies, enough to make people with trypophobia stand on end.

According to the logic of Earth, large-sized organisms already have an evolutionary advantage, so they shouldn't wear armor and add extra burdens to themselves. But the planets are different.

Because of the existence of psychic energy, a supernatural power, even small individuals can inflict excessive damage on large creatures. Therefore, both the Seven-Colored Dragons and the Abyss Behemoths still have to sacrifice some mobility in exchange for improved defensive capabilities.

This is how giant sea monsters with heavy armor all over their bodies came to be.

As for the four pairs of compound eyes on the sides of the abyssal sea creature's head, the sixteen tentacles on its head, the ring-shaped mouthparts covered with sharp teeth, and the eight giant arms that are both fins and claws, they are constantly radiating a strong sense of warning.

I'm not someone to mess with, stay away from me!
The first negotiation between Han Hai and Krakenzo, the representative of the Abyss Beasts, was filled with unpleasantness.

The other party's arrogance was on full display.

The dividing line between the Abyss Behemoth and the Tide Naga is an ocean current. The two sides face each other across the waves. While the diplomats on the Vast Ocean side were still trying to exchange a few pleasantries, the Abyss Behemoth had already let out an impolite roar.

Even the ship carrying the Han Hai diplomat was violently rocked by the sound of the waves.

"Humble land insects, shallow-water plankton, your oars have stirred up the hunting grounds of the great abyss lord."

Anyone larger than a human likes to use this kind of rhetoric, starting with such direct cursing, which basically makes it impossible to have a proper conversation.

The diplomat from Han Hai stopped beating around the bush and responded respectfully and firmly, following a prepared script:
"Ruler of all races and peoples of the Eastern Continent, conqueror of the orcish forces;"

"The master of magic, the wielder of force;"

"Owner of deserts and plains, guide of mountains and rivers;"

"The ruler of the Yellow Sand Desert, the Land of White Deer, the Stream Moon Federation, the Silver Moon Forest, and the Crystal Plains; the leader revered by all races including humans, elves, orcs, half-orcs, dwarves, giants, halflings, gnomes, murlocs, and the undead."

"Your Highness Chen Mo, the esteemed Lord of the Summer Moon Alliance and the great Throne of the Vast Ocean Territory, has dispatched his envoy to extend greetings to the Abyss Behemoth Clan!"

That's right. According to historical precedent and the Naga's experience, when dealing with those big-headed but not very clever guys from the Abyss Sea Clan, the longer the title and the more imposing the better!
At the time of the negotiations, Han Hai had not yet conquered the Dragon Clan; otherwise, it could have taken even longer.

The diplomat's rapid recitation of the titles clearly dealt a blow to the opponent's arrogance. The behemoth's already smooth, short, and thick neck shrank further. It took a long time for it to slowly and laboriously go through each title in its mind, finally asking with slight hesitation:

"What...what do you want to do? Do you want to start a war with the great Abyss Sea Clan?"

"I have no such intention at the moment!"

The word "temporarily" was quite meaningful, and the eight eyes of the abyssal behemoth narrowed simultaneously.

The diplomat from the Vast Ocean raised his hand, pointed forward, and continued, "By order of our esteemed leader, we intend to explore and conquer another continent in the distance. We hope to borrow a waterway from your territory so that the pathfinders under your command can reach the other side of the Endless Sea."

"As compensation, we are willing to pay the sea creatures a reasonable reward."

In this respect, Hanhai has shown its utmost sincerity.

There should be give and take, and every request should be reciprocated. There should be no taking advantage of others or using tricks.

Unfortunately, despite their impressive display of power and their efforts to intimidate the other side, the Abyss Beast still rejected Han Hai's proposal.

The Vast Ocean's rise and fall are both tied to the Naga. Deep cooperation with the Naga inevitably affects the relationship with the Abyss Sea Clan, who are mortal enemies of the Naga.

At the same time, the abyssal behemoth's innate contempt for small creatures made this cooperation seriously unfeasible from the very beginning.

Ultimately, however, the long-winded recitation wasn't in vain. The Abyss Sea Clan acknowledged that after leaving the water, the Vast Ocean had the right to pass through the airships above the sea, and the Sea Clan would not attack them.

For the abyssal behemoth, this was already a huge concession.

Despite their many flaws, such as arrogance, stupidity, shortsightedness, and a tendency to act impulsively, most of these large sea creatures are straightforward and not prone to deception. This contrasts sharply with certain land-based races.

Han Hai achieved a barely acceptable negotiation result. Given this situation, it means that Han Hai would need to undertake an extremely long-distance leap to explore the Misty Continent.

From the edge of the Naga Sea Clan's controlled territory, they traversed a distance of approximately 7,400 kilometers without touching the water, directly jumping to the Siren Singer's controlled territory, which was less than 1,000 kilometers from the Misty Continent.

This distance is roughly equivalent to a strategic deployment spanning half a planet.

The Naga clan has already made contact on behalf of Han Hai, and on the premise that Han Hai pays sufficient compensation, the Siren Singer clan has agreed to provide Han Hai with an island as a foothold.

After repeatedly comparing satellite images, Han Hai selected a large island and named it "Changzhou".

Changzhou Island covers an area of ​​approximately 327 square kilometers and has the value of becoming a national strategic pivot. Han Hai invested heavily to acquire it, intending to use it as a core base for future conquest or defense of the Misty Continent.

Over the next month, Hanhai laid out a transportation pipeline across the vast ocean.

Large quantities of equipment, fuel, supplies, food, machinery, and building materials were continuously transported from various parts of the Summer Moon Alliance to Xiasha Port via highways and railways.

At this moment, Xiasha Port has been transformed into a large deep-water wharf with thirty loading and unloading berths. More than 600 large and medium-sized ships are stationed here, including the Han Hai naval fleet, the Han Hai official transport fleet, and many tribal and private fleets belonging to various places.

HanHai has released a lucrative transportation assignment.

These ships picked up supplies at Xiasha Port. Large ocean-going vessels transported the goods directly to Xuanzhou Island for unloading along the channel provided by Tide Naga, while small and medium-sized fleets stopped at Diaoyutai to replenish their voyage or transfer supplies, thus carrying out the task of forward transport of supplies.

Subsequently, air transport was carried out directly from the airport on Xuanzhou Island to the airport on Changzhou Island.

The paratroopers from Hanhai once again took the lead, being the first to be airdropped onto Changzhou Island. On this desolate island, covered with vines and teeming with snakes and insects, they worked tirelessly to create a temporary field airfield runway, allowing heavy transport planes fully loaded with fuel to land on the island.

Once the fuel depots are established, transport aircraft will no longer need to carry return fuel, greatly improving the carrying capacity of the air force.

Next, HanHai's heavy transport aircraft fleet became the main force on this sky road.

Besides prioritizing fuel shipments to Cheung Chau Island, the remaining available air transport capacity was filled with prefabricated building components, seawater desalination plants, high-power generator sets, automated logistics transfer systems, modular defense positions, equipment maintenance centers, and all the combat and living supplies needed to accommodate more than 3,000 engineers and 2,000 marines.

The flight formations take off in batches every three hours, day and night.

The entire Han Hai Territory is like a giant machine that rumbles and operates day and night without rest, deploying supplies to places thousands of miles away.

In the first week, the field runway on Cheung Chau Island was urgently lengthened and reinforced, expanding from the initial 1,200 meters to 2,800 meters, enabling multiple manned and unmanned transport aircraft to take off and land simultaneously. At the same time, the terminal's automated loading and unloading and material handling system was put into use.

By the second week, the number of engineers on the island had exceeded 1,200, and the number of undead creatures that came to carry out construction work had exceeded 4,000. Photovoltaic power generation and seawater desalination facilities were in place, and the communication station on the island was completed. Larger warehouses and barracks began to be built on the island, and a floating dock was also set up.

During this period, drones departing from here have begun to record a series of data on the outer perimeter of the Misty Continent, including weather, hydrology, wind direction, wind speed, temperature, humidity, ocean current direction, and water temperature, in preparation for further in-depth reconnaissance.

In the third week, most of the vegetation cover on the island was cleared, the material storage area was fully completed, and two large radar stations were erected, forming the initial radar monitoring network with a coverage radius of 1,000 kilometers.

A squadron of fighter jets completed its relocation and began conducting combat patrols in the surrounding area. The integrated command center was initially completed, the combat supplies logistics center was completed, and the ammunition depot, fuel depot, medical facilities, personnel dormitories, semi-underground bunkers, and missile launch center completed the concrete pouring and psionic reinforcement of their roofs.

By the time they had been there for a month, the main construction of the forward base on Cheung Chau Island had been completed.

From the air, two-thirds of the island's surface has been cleared and leveled, with three parallel runways running through the central and northern part of the island, and thirty-six parking aprons and hangars neatly arranged on both sides of the runways.

In the southern part of the island, a small town is taking shape, with streets, houses, and even green belts planned in an orderly manner.

The central command center and radar system, together with the artillery fortresses along the coast, formed a defensive line that mainly faced the Misty Continent while also covering other areas.

Four floating docks are now in use, and small unmanned boats and manned ships that have been airdropped here depart from here to continue exploring the mysterious thundercloud storm area along the route agreed upon with the Sirens.

These intensive operations also brought about a special effect.

The Siren Singers were somewhat frightened.

The Sirens and Naga are said to be distant relatives, both descendants of a human race that once lived in the ocean in ancient times.

The historical records of the Han Hai are among the most abundant on the mainland. According to the search, they have been referred to by various names in different records.

For example, in the ancient records of the Sky Empire, they are called "Tidewalkers"; the ancient poems of Silvermoon Forest refer to them as "Saltblood Clan"; the dwarven engravings call them "Pelagos"; and the latest records of the dragons simply and directly refer to them as "Wanderers".

Although there is a lot of information, much of the key content is missing. It is now impossible to verify why this group of humans chose to enter the ocean, because according to the records, the competition on land was not fierce at that time, and the emergence of this ocean-dwelling human race is quite strange.

Surely it can't be because his father gambled, his mother was sick, and his younger brother was in school that he had no choice but to go into business...

In any case, after entering the ocean, this pure marine race engaged in fierce battles with the native sea creatures. Due to their inherent disadvantages in physical mechanisms, the entire race eventually perished in the long course of evolution.

However, they left behind two groups of descendants who lived in the coastal areas, and both are doing quite well.

After carefully studying a large amount of data, the expert team from Dongxia put forward this conjecture.

The Naga race has a human head and a snake body, and is a hybrid of the ocean people and the sea serpent race.

The Sirens are depicted as having human heads and fish bodies, and are descendants of a hybrid of marine humans and deep-sea fish.

These hybrid creatures possess the physiological adaptations of native marine life to the ocean, while also inheriting some of the magical and psionic talents from humans. They have become the two races with the strongest magical abilities among the sea creatures, thus enabling them to use their small size to fight against the massive bodies and heavy armor of the native sea creatures and gain a place in the ocean.

Perhaps it is because of this historical connection that the Naga race, while constantly at odds with humans, also yearns for and anticipates the land. After Chen Mo demonstrated considerable sincerity, they quickly reached a cooperation agreement with Han Hai.

It is also because of this connection that the Sirens are extremely curious about the land-dwelling humans. When the Han Hai team was working on Changzhou Island, the area was often surrounded by Sirens wanderers who would climb ashore from the tide and lie on the warm, sun-baked beach to watch the spectacle.

Then they saw heavy buildings rise from the ground, saw a steady stream of supplies coming from the other side of the ocean, saw the islands change day by day under the machinery of the human race, and saw the islands that had remained unchanged for hundreds of years under the wind and waves be completely transformed and unrecognizable in a very short time.

this is too scary.

According to unreliable sources, a heated debate has already begun within the Sirens regarding how to coexist with this mysterious human race.

However, none of this has anything to do with Han Hai yet. With the completion of the forward base, Han Hai's exploration advance team is finally ready to set off.

Ma Tianheng kept his word. After the centaur clan took the initiative to apply for the reorganization of the army, the first exploration team of the Misty Continent was indeed handed over to the field army led by the centaur clan.

On the one hand, the field army is indeed the unit with the highest overall quality, the strongest combat capability, and the most proficient use of modern weapons in the vast sea, without exception.

On the other hand, there is another reason that cannot be spoken aloud.

Centaurs are prone to seasickness and airsickness.

When Chen Mo first heard Ma Tianheng say that, his eyebrows almost knotted together.

"What's the point of this?"

Old Ma looked around to make sure the environment was safe enough before slowly saying, "The characteristics of the centaur race mean that it is virtually impossible for them to operate a navy or air force independently of us!"

Chen Mo vaguely guessed some clues.

"Are you preventing them from rebelling?"

"You could say that!"

Old Ma's expression was quite serious, with the muscles on his face taut.

"History has taught us a lesson: any base that is far from the mainland, isolated in the bay, and has independent financial and military power will more or less, openly or covertly, show a tendency toward independence or semi-independence."

"Take Earth as an example. Look at the colonies of those major powers. They've wiped out all the native inhabitants and replaced them with their own people. And what was the result? Didn't they all turn against each other?"

"Putting everything else aside, just look at the bald eagle now. It has strong control, right? Its strikes cover the entire globe, right? But which of its overseas bases doesn't resemble a small, independent kingdom?"

"This is something we absolutely must guard against!"

Chen Mo shook his head helplessly: "I don't think it's that bad."

"Having separated from the Han Hai headquarters and without weapons and logistical support, even if Makaga has other ideas, what kind of trouble can he possibly cause..."

Ma Tianheng replied bluntly, "We must always prepare for the worst-case scenario!"

"That's a continent with an unknown situation. It's almost certain that there are monsters there, and they're highly intelligent monsters!"

"Based on some records of the dragon race, there may also be humanoid intelligent beings."

"The key is that strange barrier. Real-time communication between the inside and outside is not always possible. We have no idea what kind of scene we would encounter if the troops rushed in."

"What if the native creatures there bewitch the centaur race?"

"Or perhaps the centaurs discover a way to solve the logistical problems on the spot?"

"When the time comes, it's entirely unpredictable what will happen if the Centaurs, who possess all the aircraft, warships, weapons, and reserves we've invested, conquer that continent or cooperate with the intelligent beings there!"

Chen Mo remained silent for a long while before letting out a helpless sigh.

"Alright, you've thought this through. We'll do it your way."

Old Ma turned the document around and pushed it over.

"It's not that I'm being too thoughtful; it's all a summary of historical experience."

"Otherwise, why do you think we sent a eunuch to be the fleet commander during our great maritime exploration in the past?"

Chen Mo froze in his hand as he was about to sign.

Is...is that so?

Old Ma chuckled and said, "What do you think?"

"Think about it, for land that cannot be completely controlled in a short period of time, is it easier to leave the natives behind, or to deal with a regime established by the Dongxia people?"

"To put it bluntly, all the countries around Dongxia that are even remotely capable of fighting are influenced by our culture. That alone is enough to give us a headache."

"If a pure Eastern Xia regime were to take over, it's hard to say who would suppress whom!"

"..."

The lord issued the document, and the centaur race swore an oath to go to war.

To address their motion sickness, the medics from Dongxia provided them with sleep aids without side effects, ensuring that the main force of the field army could sleep soundly all the way to Changzhou Island.

Here, the centaur underwent simple acclimatization training. The carefully selected advance team, fully equipped, boarded a small transport ship that had been airlifted over, and then went to sleep.

When they woke up again, they had arrived at the last island forward base, only fifteen kilometers away from the barrier formed by the thundercloud storm.

The island has no name, only a number: Q07.

It was so small, less than one square kilometer in area, but this inconspicuous little island became the last stop in the vast sea's exploration of the misty continent.

Looking out from here, you can already see the barrier of thunderclouds and storms. A black curtain stretches across the sky and sea, extending from the sea surface to a height beyond the reach of the naked eye.

The clouds churned, lightning flashed back and forth within them, occasionally emitting a dull rumble.

A barrier separates two worlds.

Here, the Centaur field army will join forces with the arriving air force main force to prepare to assault the barrier.

A dozen minutes later, the enormous figures of the two dragons flew swiftly from the horizon.

The commander of this expedition, Lieutenant Colonel Ma Guohe, pulled out another vial of medicine with a worried look on his face.

"Prepare to take the medication again and enter the ward!"

"Comrades, keep going! We'll see you when we wake up!"

(End of this chapter)