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

Who would willingly abandon their homeland, leave their hometown, and crowd into this floating city with countless strangers...?

But they had no choice, and neither did the people of this world...

.......

Charles and Roland walked through the royal city, with many figures dressed in white robes coming and going in a hurry beside them.

These people all had magical fluctuations around them that were quite familiar to Charles, and they were clearly wizards, and of high rank... giving Charles a kind of dazed feeling of returning to the Dark Tower.

"This holy city..."

"The Silver Empire is also the last spark of civilization on our Silver Continent..."

"same--"

"This is also our final fortress."

Roland's words were somewhat hesitant.

"only......"

"To maintain this last fortress and keep that massive floating array running... the Holy City needs to consume a huge amount of energy every moment."

"However... such a massive amount of magical energy cannot be adequately supplied by energy-gathering arrays that absorb free magical energy from the atmosphere, or even by human effort..."

"The only way is to rely on millions of magic crystal ores to provide them."

"However... how easy is it to protect a fixed magic crystal mine on the ground, amidst the trampling of those colossi warriors..."

"us......"

Roland's dry words fell silent.

As the Knight Commander of the Royal City, he is also the Silver Queen's only personal guard.

Roland knew far more than anyone else could imagine... even about the Queen's top secrets.

Therefore, Roland naturally knew...

The fate of this holy city, and even the fate of the civilization on this continent, is far less optimistic than others imagine.

Most people in the Holy City believed that the levitation array was enough to protect them from the giants and allow them to live a relatively peaceful life.

However, Roland knew...

The energy crisis within the holy city is far greater than others imagine.

Because of energy shortages—

In those dozens of restarts... this floating kingdom has experienced countless collapses...

Although Roland did not personally experience the reboot, he only heard the account.

However, Roland could see through those cold and indifferent words...

When you feel that sense of facing an unchangeable and irreversible destiny...

That heavy and oppressive sense of powerlessness.

certainly--

The history of the Silver Continent that she had previously recounted were all predetermined events and not anything of importance.

So he told Charles, and that was that.

At this moment, Roland naturally could not reveal this top-secret information about the continuation of civilization to the mysterious Planeswalker before him.

The other party is merely a traveler from out of town... Although they seem friendly at the moment, who knows if they are actually a member of the false god faction... What those false gods are best at is bewitching people.

however--

next moment.

Before Roland's eyes, the black-haired, black-eyed wizard, who had been quietly listening, suddenly spoke up.

"Since what your holy city needs is energy..."

Charles smiled slightly.

"So......"

If I were to say...

"I can do it for you, for the civilization of this world—"

"And what about bringing almost inexhaustible energy?"

......

P.S.: While writing the ending of this chapter, the phrase "the number one expert in Energy City" suddenly popped into my head. I don't know how many times I'll have to tap the electronic wooden fish to make up for the lost merit.

Chapter Seventy-Seven: I am the storm! (8k)

"Nearly... inexhaustible energy?"

Roland repeated the words spoken by the black-haired, black-eyed wizard before him...

Then, she shook her head with a wry smile.

"Your Excellency Planeswalker, you certainly know how to joke..."

As a legendary dragon knight and also the Silver Empress's personal guard, she often needs to represent Her Majesty in interactions with the archmages of the Arcane Academy...

Therefore, Roland was no stranger to magic, and even to the arcane arts that form the principles of spells...

Wizards who wield magic are indeed powerful... to outsiders, they even seem to possess the power to turn the rotten into the magical.

However, even wizards have to abide by basic principles...

Endless magical energy... This completely violates the fundamental laws of arcane magic...

It's like a member of an amateur science forum going to a physicist and claiming they've invented a perpetual motion machine...

A complete fantasy.

Roland glanced at Charles beside him, who had a calm expression, and suddenly realized something.

I had assumed that the young-looking Planeswalker before me was the traditional, old-fashioned wizard who maintained an air of mystery in front of outsiders.

Unexpectedly, he has such a serious yet secretly sarcastic side.

However, the fact that the other party could say such a thing at least indicates that they are not controlled by those false gods...

Because those who are more divine than human are incapable of telling such lame jokes.

Unfortunately--

The female knight sighed softly to herself.

This joke, in the holy city at this moment—

However, it seemed a little out of place.

.......

"Her Majesty the Empress was wrong! She was wrong!"

"To oppose the gods who are high above and hold the power over heaven and earth... that is to go against the will of heaven, and it is a dead end!"

"It's one thing for Her Majesty the Empress to be willing to die, but why does she have to drag the entire population of the Holy City down with her... and the glorious civilization that the entire continent has developed over tens of thousands of years, to be buried with her!"

Does she deserve it?

Suddenly, a shrill cry rang out in the center of the royal city.

His desperate shouts attracted the attention of countless onlookers.

"Does she live up to the oath she took when she ascended the throne to protect the people and the citizens of the empire?"

"That woman deliberately severed the connection between the Holy City and the starry sky, intercepting countless pieces of information!"

"They've also blocked access to many ancient texts in the Holy City's Great Library that contain records of outer realms and other dimensional planes, preventing us from looking at them!"

"But despite her best efforts to hide it, I still found out!"

"The gods and humanity are not mortal enemies; the relationship between them must be eradicated!"

The female knight Roland's gaze turned cold in an instant.

That chilling gaze inevitably evoked images of sharp, gleaming knives and swords.

puff-

In an instant.

Several streaks of silver light, barely visible to the naked eye, tore through the air.

Then, it pierced straight into the body of the man who had been shouting desperately in the royal square.

The man, dressed in fine clothes and appearing to be of high status, with a considerable aura and strength at least at the sixth rank, was thus engulfed by the silver light and collapsed to the ground.

His sixth-tier aura rapidly weakened, soon dwindling to almost nothing...

Tier 6 and Legendary...

It may seem like there's only a three-tier difference, but it represents a world of difference.