However, these areas were all still quite desolate for now.
Aside from the eighty-eight small magic arrays that were currently manned, the twenty-eight large magic arrays were completely empty.
But that did not matter.
In Lan Qingyou's eyes, once the auction ended, everyone would realize the true benefits of The Abandoned Land. The people who chose to stay would be able to develop those areas.
To be honest, Lan Qingyou even felt a twinge of envy toward the Witch Troupe mbers stationed within those small magic arrays.
Being entirely alone, unsupervised, free to do whatever they pleased, with all food and accommodations fully covered...
Back on Blue Star, countless people would have cracked their heads open fighting for a job like this.
For the mbers of the Witch Troupe, the opportunity to leisurely brew potions, read books, and conduct research in their own little secluded worlds was simply a dream co true.
Therefore, when Lan Qingyou assigned them this task, every single one of them raised both hands in enthusiastic agreent.
So even insisted there was no need to send them food or drinks, claiming they could sort it out themselves.
What a joke.
As their Progenitor, did Lan Qingyou really not know what kind of outrageous things they would get up to without any supervision?
Shutting themselves in for a week straight for the sake of research was sothing every single one of them was guilty of doing.
Thus, Lan Qingyou ultimately returned here alone. Now, all she needed to do was activate the entire magic array.
Out on the Terrace of the Typhon City consul's office, situated on the outer ring of the Shelter, Diana and the rest of the upper managent watched Lan Qingyou as she stood atop a Yin-Yang symbol in the distance.
Their share of the work had already co to a close. Now, only the most crucial matter of the magic array remained—an issue that would ultimately determine whether Typhon City could accommodate a massive population in the future.
Truthfully, none of them knew exactly what kind of array Lan Qingyou had managed to create this ti.
Neither Lan Qingyou nor the mbers of the Witch Troupe had disclosed any details to them.
The only thing they knew for sure was that this magic array was bound to be incredibly powerful.
After all, forging a massive Five Dragons Reincarnation Magic Array had only taken Lan Qingyou and the eighty-eight mbers of the Witch Troupe a few short days.
For this project to demand over a month of their ti, the final product was undeniably going to be spectacular.
Ti slowly ticked by.
Outside, the ongoing Mana Turbulence continued to rage fiercely.
When the clock struck midnight, the moon hung perfectly at its zenith, casting a brilliant glow straight down so that not a single shadow could be seen beneath anyone's feet. At that exact mont, Lan Qingyou floated one ter in the air. She closed her eyes and spread her arms wide, turning her palms upward as if cradling sothing invisible.
Simultaneously, across The Abandoned Land, the eighty-eight witches stood fully prepared at their respective posts.
"@%#¥&%……*##%¥……"
Similar to Aina, Lan Qingyou began chanting ancient, cryptic syllables.
"What is that?"
"A summoning spell?"
"I don't think so. I'm not sure of the specifics, but the ambient mana concentration is rapidly rising."
A short distance away, the higher-ups on the office Terrace exchanged bewildered glances.
Lan Qingyou had never displayed any aptitude in this field before, yet she was clearly using an incantation unique to the summoning discipline. Naturally, everyone was left scratching their heads.
What exactly was she trying to summon?
Aside from a rat and an owl, they had never seen her contract any other summoned beasts.
However, just as they were mulling over their confusion, a swirling storm began to manifest in the night sky.
"Huh?"
Every single witch couldn't help but tilt their heads back to look.
It was important to rember that they were completely sheltered within the magic array. This barrier was so absolute that not even a Mana Turbulence or a Mana Tide could pierce through it, making it physically impossible for a natural storm to form inside.
The only logical explanation was that this storm was Lan Qingyou's doing.
They watched as the tempestuous winds steadily converged, ultimately twisting into a massive, milky-white vortex.
Perfectly positioned at the very center of this vortex was the radiant, glowing moon.
As the vortex stabilized, milky-white droplets began to 'drip' down from the moon at its core, plunging straight into the channel directly in front of Lan Qingyou.
One drop, two drops, three drops...
The droplets plumted faster and faster, their numbers multiplying until they rged into a continuous, slender thread. Soon, that thread thickened, transforming into a torrential, cascading waterfall.
"This is..."
Seeing the magic array's channels completely flooded by these milky-white droplets, both Diana, who held the Title of 'Knowledge', and Beatrice, who was renowned among their peers as the 'Erudite Master of Ideas', fell utterly silent.
No... it wasn't just them.
Every witch who witnessed this miraculous scene was struck dumb.
Witches were inherently hyper-sensitive to any fluctuations in ambient mana.
Thus, the mont the very first milky-white droplet fell, they had already deduced exactly what they were looking at.
If a Soul Crystal was the physical materialization of a soul, then these milky-white 'droplets' were undeniably the physical materialization of mana.
And not just ordinary mana, but liquid mana boasting a purity of one hundred percent.
However, the sheer volu of these droplets had rapidly ford a small river, completely flooding the magic array's channels to the point where they were already beginning to overflow.
Right at that mont!
The number of falling 'threads' in the sky suddenly multiplied.
What had started as a single cascade quickly beca two, then three... The numbers skyrocketed until it looked as though an entire galaxy was plumting from the heavens, far too nurous to count.
For such a cataclysmic cosmic phenonon, one didn't even need the formidable mana perception granted by the witches' Magic Eye to notice it.
Even the unevolved Transmigrators could see it clear as day.
Of course.
Seeing it was one thing, but experiencing its presence was an entirely different matter.
After all, this was an entity composed of ultra-pure liquid mana. The sheer terror radiating from its aura, coupled with the crushing pressure descending from the sky, was more than enough to strike absolute dread into the heart of anyone possessing even a sliver of mana within their body.
The shockwaves of this awe-inspiring spectacle reverberated far and wide, staggering the inhabitants of the regions bordering The Abandoned Land, and even stretching out to the distant territories beyond.
Naturally, these additional torrents of liquid mana were the direct result of the eighty-eight mbers of the Witch Troupe unleashing their collective power.
The reason for the delay between Lan Qingyou's activation and the Troupe's wasn't dictated by the magic array's requirents or any strict procedural sequence. It was purely a safety precaution—a technical verification step before going all in.
Theoretically, utilizing a summoning ritual to directly siphon mana from the boundless, infinite ocean of magic in outer space was practically guaranteed to trigger unprecedented anomalies.
That was precisely why the Witch Troupe had waited until the celestial anomaly successfully manifested on Lan Qingyou's end before joining the fray.
Unlike standard spells and skills, this monuntal defensive magic array required a truly staggering volu of mana to operate.
In fact, rely jumpstarting the array demanded a colossal reservoir of energy.
Because of this, Lan Qingyou had innovated upon the grand array's foundation, developing a brand new array she dubbed the 'Inlaid Starry Sky Magic Summoning Spell'. This secondary array was seamlessly embedded into the main defensive grid, designed to endlessly draw upon cosmic starlight to fuel the structure.
Exactly.
Fundantally, the concept wasn't exactly groundbreaking; it was quite similar to how the constellation patterns encircling the Yin-Yang symbol siphoned starlight for power.
However, the execution this ti was so violently ambitious that it actually forced mana to physically materialize. Consequently, if the process failed, the ensuing magical backlash would be catastrophic.
That was why Lan Qingyou had chosen to take the risk and test it herself first.
Only after confirming its stability and success did she give the green light for the mbers of the Witch Troupe to initiate their own arrays.
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