Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Lin Gui fell silent.

He stood there, stunned, and remained silent for a long time.

Seeing his "unsurprising" expression, Balin and the other dwarves wished they could disappear into the ground.

An epic, several legends, what a powerful existence.

Unable to protect the city-state he wanted to safeguard, he could only turn to a high-ranking mage.

They went against their conscience and abandoned their self-respect to seek help.

Unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere any longer, Grom muttered under his breath:

"Well... actually, it's not that necessary..."

He scratched his messy hair, his eyes darting around, his rough fingers unconsciously tugging at the strands of hair.

"It's...that...um..."

He stammered for a long time, and finally said in despair:

"Anyway, you handle it, buddy!"

Even so, a glimmer of hope remained in his eyes.

That hope was faint, yet burning intensely.

This operation was extremely dangerous.

It could even be described as a certain death sentence.

This is especially true for Lin Gui, a high-level mage.

Their actions were as if they were jeopardizing the safety of the city of Jian Dun.

They kidnapped a traveler who had helped them many times and sent him to his death.

However, what Grom didn't know was...

Lin Gui was shocked.

It's not about the dwarves at all.

They wanted to help this newbie.

A bizarre request to save a city-state that even epics and legends could not save.

But...

"Would transferring supplies to an island and repairing it prevent the destruction of Ironshield City by the aftermath of this Black Tide?"

He looked up at Bahrain, his gaze filled with scrutiny and confusion.

"What kind of island could solve our current almost hopeless situation?"

Bahrain looked at him and remained silent for a moment.

Something was churning in those eyes that had witnessed too much war.

Then, he slowly began to speak.

"That island is called Shield Island."

"Its geographical location is very special, and together with the silent sea, it forms a unique locational advantage."

"Once we control it and maintain a long-term presence there, we can suppress the deep-sea demons with minimal resources and personnel."

He paused, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

"It's not just the cursed demons that Shield City has been suppressing for a long time, but also other sea monsters in the surrounding area."

Lin Gui frowned slightly, his fingertips unconsciously tapping the counter.

He thought for a few seconds, then asked:

"Even if we can suppress those deep-sea demons."

"They are nothing more than..."

"A small part of the demons that attacked the city this time."

"This will not solve the current predicament at all."

The difference between deep-sea demons and land demons is very obvious.

Lin Gui knew at a glance when he came in.

Deep-sea demons make up a small percentage of the demons outside.

Of the dozen or so epic demons, only two possessed deep-sea demon characteristics.

The main force besieging the city this time was not the deep-sea demons that had been defending the city.

Instead, it was the forbidden area not far away: the Blackwater Forest.

Bahrain shook his head, his beard trembling slightly with the movement.

No, you don't understand.

He paused, seemingly considering his words.

"At the very least, if the second Strong Shield City is successfully established, it will alleviate some of the pressure on Strong Shield City."

"We can hold on for another day or two."

He raised his head and looked at Lin Gui with burning eyes.

"Perhaps we can hold out until the second phase of the Kuroshio Current."

"Hold on until the demigod demon who leads the black tide shows up."

"At that time, the demons will retreat, cross the Valley of Giants, and converge on the frontier."

Lin Gui nodded after listening.

That is indeed a solution.

The Kuroshio Current has been rampant for so many years.

Several city-states also survived the early demon riots by using this method.

He looked at Bahrain and remained silent for a few seconds.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Only the faint sound of explosions in the distance reminded them of their current predicament.

If there is any hope, he will help the city of Shield.

At least for him, transporting goods was not as dangerous as Bahrain and others had imagined.

Moreover, whether from a profit motive or personal desire, he was very willing to help this fortified city.

If Shield City is gone, Shia will be heartbroken.

After all, this is one of the few city-states that knows her identity and is still willing to drink with her.

"I'd like to see the supplies you're going to deliver."

The moment those words were spoken, the surroundings fell silent.

The dwarves were stunned at first.

Then, one by one, their eyes lit up.

The light rose from the depths of his eyes, like lights being lit one after another in the darkness.

They understood the unspoken meaning behind Lin Gui's words.

The humans, who didn't have a deep connection with Shield City, decided to help.

……

Led by the dwarves, the Forest Ghost arrived at the place where supplies were stored.

It was a huge underground warehouse, filled with all sorts of construction materials.

The air was filled with a unique smell that was a mixture of metal, stone and magic crystal fuel.

The enormous magic crystal cannon barrel, thicker than his entire body, was disassembled into parts and neatly stacked.

The metal surface gleamed with a cold, sharp light.

The piles of stone slabs, each engraved with reinforcing runes, were stacked up like a small mountain.

The runes were faintly visible in the dim light.

There are also large quantities of wood, metal, magic crystal fuel, and starstones...

Lin Gui walked and looked around, his brows slightly furrowed.

His gaze shifted from one pile of supplies to another, estimating the total amount.

He asked curiously:

"Since the Second Shield City was able to completely pin the Deep Sea Curse Demon to the sea."

"Then why hasn't Shield City succeeded all these years?"

Grom walked beside him and gave a wry smile.

That smile was full of bitterness.

"We know the importance of Stronghold, and so do those deep-sea cursed demons."

He sighed, his footsteps echoing in the empty warehouse.

"So whenever we plan to land on the island to build, they swarm out to stop us."

He paused.

"A total of four epic deep-sea demons and thirty-two legendary demons."

"This level of strength is beyond our capabilities."

Lin Gui frowned even more deeply, and his pace unconsciously slowed down.

Grom continued:

"For several years, efforts to send supplies to Aegis Island have continued, but have never been successful."

His voice lowered, as if something was pressing down on it.

"There was one time when we almost succeeded."

He was silent.

The air around us seemed to grow heavy.

"pity……"

His expression was somber.

"Unfortunately, we ultimately failed, and in doing so, we lost our second Epic of the Shield City."

Lin Gui looked at him without saying a word.

He could feel the heavy pain.

After a long while, Grom finally spoke.

He turned his head and looked at Lin Gui, his cloudy eyes filled with sincerity.

"It's the fifth demon king, Marbas."

He paused.

"The father of the copper hammer."

Lin Gui nodded.

It turned out to be the case.

He paused for a few seconds, then asked:

"So, after you deliver the supplies, how will you proceed with the construction?"

"It's so close to the demons' lair, the number of demons there must be unimaginable."

Bahrain walked over from the side and took over the conversation.

His footsteps were steady and powerful.

"With the barrier stone you gave me, it's enough to keep those low-level demons away."

He paused, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"As for the epic legends, most of them have lost their minds, left their lair, and personally went to attack the shield city."

A rare hint of happiness appeared on his face.

"We just killed two more!"

He grinned, revealing a set of perfectly aligned teeth.

The enemy that was particularly difficult to deal with in the past has become incompetent after the Black Tide lost its mind.

Instead, they found a weakness and eliminated them.

The Kuroshio Current brought them immense disaster.

In an unexpected way, it also helped them solve their biggest problem.

How ironic.

When Lin Gui heard that Balin and his team could complete the construction, his anxiety instantly subsided.

If that's the case, then things become much simpler.

Then Lin Gui stood in front of the mountain of supplies.

He reached out and placed his hand on the nearest supply crate.

My palm touched the cool wooden surface.

Close your eyes.

Magic emanated from his palm, seeping into the pile of supplies like mercury spilling onto the ground.

He could sense the trajectory of magic moving through matter.

weight.

Material.

structure.

Point of force application.

All the information gradually flooded into his senses.

Behind them, the dwarves all held their breath.

Time seemed to stand still.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

Finally, Lin Gui opened his eyes.

He turned his head and looked at the tense dwarves.

Their expressions varied, but their eyes all held the same anticipation and trepidation.

Then, he held up one finger.

"With a pastor providing me with a stable source of energy."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the pile of supplies.

"At least ten times."

The dwarves were stunned.

Barna scratched his head, making his already messy hair even messier.

"What, ten times?"

Lin Gui looked at the heavy pile of supplies in front of him and sighed.

His tone carried both helplessness and seriousness.

"It would take at least ten round trips."

He pointed to the pile of things.

"My levitation technique cannot float these thousands of tons of supplies away at once."

"It should be shipped in batches at least."

The goods transported by the North Wind Caravan.

Compared to what we have now, those things are nothing.

The difference is more than a hundredfold.

This has far exceeded the limits of his levitation technique.

"Ten deliveries?!"

Grom's voice changed, as if he had choked on something.

The light that had just appeared in the eyes of the surrounding dwarves dimmed instantly.

Ten times.

Break through the surging tide of demons ten times.

This is simply not possible.