Richard was also busy.
Apart from occasionally visiting Bright Castle and the Gray Head Mountain construction site, he spent most of his ti researching things alone.
Surrounded by ancient wizard manuscripts from Balta, he constantly read, pondered, and tested.
As ti passed, the ancient wizard manuscripts were replaced batch after batch, and he found answers to many doubts, gaining a more comprehensive understanding of certain matters.
Just like that, it’s unclear how much ti passed until one day a slight change occurred.
...
Inside Atlantis, in a huge house.
The house spans dozens of ters in width and over twenty ters in height, as empty as a stadium. The walls are painted snow-white and smooth, like mirrors, but now they’re covered with many black, scribbled writings, as if soone used the walls as a draft paper.
At this mont, Richard stood in front of the wall, squinting at a sowhat damaged scroll, with a thoughtful expression.
At his feet, there was an ink bottle, from which the ink automatically flew out, condensing mid-air into a liquid ink pen, touching the wall and writing quickly, helping Richard to organize his thoughts.
"Swish swish swish..."
"The three words ’Artush’ are quite rare, seemingly related to eternity. In the ancient wizard manuscript numbered 23489, it was ntioned. That manuscript describes a spell called Ti Duplication, in which..."
As he wrote this, the liquid ink pen suddenly stopped, and the next mont, as if it lost its extraordinary power, it transford into a stream of liquid and fell back into the ink bottle.
Richard, deep in thought, turned his head slightly oddly, looking in the direction outside the room, as if sensing sothing unusual.
A solid and dangerous force, stronger than Fen Feng, was descending... Could it be... the Truth Society’s Silver Priest?
What is he here for?
Richard squinted his eyes, made a decision, and said, "Soma, I’m going out for a while, you stay here and watch the house."
As the words ended, Richard’s body twisted and rapidly disappeared.
Just as Richard disappeared, a gust of wind arose in the empty room, sweeping up the scattered materials he had read, quickly sorting them by category.
Subsequently, a subtle spiritual fluctuation erged, as if an invisible existence was complaining: "Why is it again? Why not Autonas or Gromiux... I don’t want to watch the house... I don’t want to..."
...
Unaware of the complaints in the room, Richard had already crossed space to the location where the powerful force was descending.
It was none other than near Gray Head Mountain.
At this ti, the entire interior of Gray Head Mountain was almost completely hollowed out, with countless tal fras set up in the void, workers moving up and down, seemingly trying to transform Gray Head Mountain into a massive steel construct — a steel mountain.
anwhile, in the wilderness three miles east of Gray Head Mountain, a large amount of air was gathering, due to the mixture with moisture, forming a frost-white air mass.
In an instant, with a "pop", the air mass dispersed, and a figure appeared.
Looking at it, it was an ordinary-looking man, about one point seventy ters tall, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, wearing a silver robe, his gaze calm.
However, even so, Richard couldn’t help raising his eyebrow — due to the other’s gleaming forehead and bald top.
In fact, the person not only lacked hair but also eyebrows and a beard, his entire face and head were bald, resembling an egg.
Because of the temperature, a wispy white vapor was drifting from the top of his head, mingling into the air above... This made him look not just like an egg, but like a freshly boiled, peeled hot egg.
A bit amusing.
But Richard didn’t laugh; he showed a serious look, glanced at the other person, and asked, "Silver Priest?"
"You can call my na... Sharye," the other person calmly responded, confirming it.
"Sharye, is it? Alright." Richard nodded slightly, following up, "What’s your purpose?"
"My purpose is simple, and that is to bring judgent," Sharye replied.
"Judgent? Judgent on ? Isn’t it a bit late now?" Richard asked.
"No, just right," Sharye gently shook his head. With that said, he showed no intention of further conversation, pursed his lips, and already assud a fighting stance.
The next mont, Sharye’s eyes suddenly widened, and he lunged fiercely, transforming into a dazzling light just as he left the ground.
Richard’s eyes narrowed, but he wasn’t afraid; he took a deep breath and faced him head-on.
A second later.
"Boom — rumble!"
A gigantic explosion erupted on the spot, and a fireball nearly a hundred ters wide expanded.
The ground trembled as if an earthquake had occurred.
The surrounding air vibrated violently, stirring up a fierce wind and blowing dust into the sky.
Afterwards, everything slowly returned to calm; Richard stood on the spot unhard, his expression slightly surprised and odd.
He first turned around, glancing at Gray Head Mountain, where he could see a noticeable crevice caused by the explosion’s impact, with a small section of the area collapsing inward. The workers suffered little casualties, but nurous tal fras inside twisted and deford, significantly affecting the overall project.
He then turned back, looking forward, where Sharye had already vanished without a trace; sensing no mistake, the other party should have returned to Heaven.
"He ran pretty fast..." Richard couldn’t help but mutter, squinting his eyes, "Interesting, he speaks of judgent, but in reality, it’s about sabotaging Gray Head Mountain’s project, then escaping after the attack... Is that True God afraid, not wanting Gray Head Mountain’s project to complete, hence acting like this... But such behavior does not change anything..."
Indeed, it couldn’t change anything.
That night, a massive eting quickly convened in the city hall of Atlantis, chaired by Moli. Apart from deciding how to repair the damaged Gray Head Mountain project, three new projects were launched simultaneously, located near Gray Head Mountain at White Ya Mountain, Purple Azalea Mountain, and Orleans Count Mountain, requiring full support from every city in the Shalin System.
Consequently, within a shorter period, more railways were constructed, more people were dispatched, and more resources were mobilized.
The Gray Head Mountain construction site expanded, rging with the sites of White Ya Mountain, Purple Rhododendron Mountain, and Orleans Count Mountain, nurous newly designed magical machinery advanced into the field to assist workers with productivity.
Furthermore, a large number of wizards began patrolling the surroundings, inserting one crystal cone with magic runes around the periter during their patrols, ensuring any abnormal energy waves could be instantly detected, preventing previous situations from reoccurring.
This essentially blocked the Truth Society’s attempts to send the Silver Priest to sabotage again.
However, the Truth Society was more persistent than imagined, stubbornly trying despite knowing they would fail.
Thus... shortly after, new massive explosions occurred near the construction site.
Nonetheless, compared to the first ti, this was quite far away, barely affecting the construction site.
A month later, the third explosion occurred, even farther away.
Then ca the fourth, fifth...
By the seventh ti, because it was so remote, most workers at the site didn’t even notice the sound.
And by then, the four mountains at the site underwent massive transformations, with four large circular podiums made of tal gradually taking shape...
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