After reaching the maximum level, my "soft rice system" finally arrived.

The city was entirely constructed of chalk stone, making it incredibly magnificent and splendid.

Even the most prosperous arcane capital and the capital of the Aran Empire in the Western Continent are only less than one-tenth the size of this vast city.

But what's most eye-catching is what lies beneath the city—

A series of enormous and magnificent floating arrays were outlined on the outer city wall of the chalk city.

Its array is far more complex than that of ordinary forbidden spells.

And it is these floating magic arrays, radiating magnificent magical light, that are currently carrying the city forged from chalk, suspended a thousand meters above the ground.

Given its size, it's less of a floating city and more of a floating city.

It would be better to say——

This is a kingdom in the sky, which seems more fitting.

.......

Compared to above the earth's surface—

That gray world, a desolate wasteland with nothing but broken walls and ruins, except for the colossal beasts that roamed the land.

Inside this chalk city suspended in the sky, however, life seemed much more vibrant.

The giant city was divided into many areas from the outside in—

Planting areas, production areas, residential areas, entertainment areas... and even the innermost research and administrative areas, which are relatively heavily guarded.

Tens of millions of residents live here, yet it doesn't feel crowded or cramped; on the contrary, it appears very well-organized.

The entire floating megacity was like a real country... like a sophisticated machine, operating in an orderly manner.

however--

This day...

Whether it's the farmers responsible for growing food crops in the planting areas, or the female workers spinning clothes in the production areas...

Even those high-ranking officials in the inner city, who seem mysterious and aloof to those in the outer city.

At this moment, they all stopped what they were doing—

Then, they all turned their gazes...

It was thrown towards the center of the city.

That place is located at the highest point of the entire Sky Kingdom, and it is said that only the highest-ranking officials in the entire kingdom or those who are quasi-legendary at the eighth rank or above are qualified to enter.

The royal city holds a sacred and inviolable position in the hearts of all its citizens.

.......

Within the royal city——

Countless wizards dressed in white robes were going in and out of a magnificent palace.

Pat pat pat——

Suddenly, hurried footsteps rang out.

A knight in silver armor hurriedly ran into the palace located in the center of the royal city and climbed the steps.

Then, she respectfully knelt down on one knee.

A slightly hoarse female voice came from beneath her knight's helmet.

"Your Majesty—"

"The previous intelligence has been confirmed a second time."

"Our last stronghold on the ground was destroyed three days ago by the sixth Colossus—codenamed 'Wildfire'—with its war roar..."

"The legendary Dragonblood Knight Sir Sith, who was in charge of guarding the area... and several wizards of near-legendary rank, have all perished in battle."

The female knight hesitated noticeably for a moment...

Then, she slowly spoke again.

"Currently... all our magic crystal mining outposts on the ground have been completely wiped out..."

"According to the conclusions from the Arcane Academy... without the power supply of magic crystal ore to the floating chain magic array... our current magic reserves can only last for less than two months."

"If we can't obtain a new source of magic power within two months..."

"In that case, we'll probably have no choice but to force the Holy City to land on the ground..."

The female knight's words seemed somewhat hesitant...

Obtaining a new supply of magical energy within two months... that doesn't sound like a difficult task...

However, as a legendary powerhouse and also His Majesty's personal guard, she knew...

What does this seemingly ordinary sentence actually mean?

The once prosperous continent...

Now it has been ravaged and swallowed up by the legion of the nine-headed giant warrior... there is not a trace of human life left...

The last remaining sparks of civilization across the entire continent... and almost all the remaining extraordinary beings, have gathered in the holy city that now floats in the sky.

And that last fortress on the ground... serves as a base for magic crystal ore, and is also currently the Holy City's only source of magic power...

Over the years, it has been armed to the teeth with all sorts of city defense weapons and defensive formations, and has even been hailed by the arcanists of the Arcane Academy as the "Wall of Sighs that will never fall"...

However, even so.

Three days ago...

That—the last fortress...

In the end, they still succumbed...

Even Lord Sith, the legendary Dragonblood Knight who was in charge of guarding the area, did not have a chance to escape.

To conquer a fortress that is strong in attack but weak in defense within two months... that's easier said than done...

Those colossus legions weren't just beasts driven by instinct; quite the opposite, they possessed a level of discipline and teamwork far exceeding that of ordinary armies... Otherwise, the final fortress wouldn't have fallen so easily three days ago...

To retake that fortress, countless legendary figures would have to fall in battle...

Even though the Holy City currently boasts nearly all of the continent's top forces, it simply cannot withstand such a rate of attrition...

In such a harsh environment, how easy is it to cultivate new legends? The remaining legends are all consumables, and the loss of each one is a huge blow.

But......

If the Holy City were truly forced to land on the ground to confront the tide of giants roaming the earth, what would happen?

Just by considering the possibility for a moment, the female knight couldn't help but shudder...

Given the current enormous size of the holy city, there is no army, and no one is confident that they can defend every aspect.

Returning to the ground... for the high-ranking superhumans, perhaps they can still rely on their mobility to wage guerrilla warfare against the Titan Legion and prolong their lives for a long time...

but......

For the tens of millions of ordinary people in the holy city who carried the last embers of civilization on the continent...

If a breach appears in any part of the city wall's defenses, allowing those behemoths born for slaughter and war to break into the city... what awaits the civilians is a massacre in which they have no chance to fight back.

But what if the people who bear the weight of empire and civilization cease to exist...?

Those remaining high-ranking superhumans... even if they're still alive...

What's the difference between it and a lost, homeless stray dog?

.......

The female knight remained respectfully kneeling on one knee, her anxiety and worry hidden beneath her mithril helmet, which obscured her face, revealing not a trace of her emotions.

Before the female knight was a vast, seemingly endless glass curtain wall, beyond which stretched an endless sky and clouds...

The glow of the setting sun streamed through the glass curtain wall into the palace, casting a kaleidoscope of colors on the ground...

Apart from the female knight, there was only one other person standing on the entire throne.

Her figure was slender and thin, yet she possessed an incomparably dignified and majestic aura.

The crimson sunset streamed through the glass, as if draping her in a crimson cloak.

Her gaze lowered slightly, and through the glass curtain wall, she took in the entire landscape of the holy city, or rather, the whole country below.

"Roland..."

"How is the 'Godslayer Bow' project, which the Arcane Academy mentioned, progressing?"

Emotionless words rang in the female knight's ears.

The figure overlooking the holy city turned around, revealing a simple crown atop his long, silver-white hair, and a metal mask concealing his face.

It was a very pleasant female voice, but the authoritative aura accompanying it always made the listener unconsciously overlook the speaker's gender and age.

The female knight, known as Roland, lowered her head even further, bowing it respectfully.

"According to the Arcane Academy's report... the construction of the 'Godslayer's Bow' should be largely complete..."

"However, further verification and checks are still needed..."