Quickly traversing the slightly inclined floating island of the Spirit Realm, the group, led by Leon, circled to the front of the palace.
What t their eyes, aside from the ruined destruction, was a stunning scene of battlefield remnants.
The wide steps were full of potholes and cracks, as if they had once witnessed an extrely fierce battle. Everywhere lay the destroyed remnants of humanoid and quadrupedal chanical constructs.
Leon couldn’t help but halt, his gaze sweeping across this battlefield filled with ancient remnants.
These constructs seed to be a combination of white hardstone and tal components, so over three ters tall and humanoid in shape, with armor-like outer shells, a disk-shaped head structure with curved horns, and draped in battle robes and tattered strears bearing a mysterious single eye. Scattered around their hands and the ground were large weapons, completely unsuitable for ordinary human use, along with massive tal bows that lacked bowstrings and arrows.
So of the remnants were purely beast-shaped, with four claws and blade-like segnted tails, and heads in so kind of ring structure.
The bodies of these damaged Magic Statues lay open, embedded with dull, broken energy crystals and Demon Rune conductor circuits.
Leon speculated that these were warti creations of the Ancient Lorelette Civilization. Having already seen Helarnian alchemical constructs and Magic Statues in the underground mines of Avalon, he wasn’t surprised by this, thinking that the Lorelettiards’ expertise in magical machinery could not have been inferior to that of the Ancient Helarnians.
He walked to the remains of a giant warrior-shaped Magic Guide chanical. Honestly, seeing a magical technology construct that could apparently be reproduced on the Omlos Continent made him want to take one back for detailed study.
Unfortunately, he didn’t have the spatial storage equipnt found in various works from his past life, nor did he have the ans to carry such a massive remnant amidst the current situation.
Thinking for a mont, he decided not to waste ti and settled for a secondary option.
Inverting Garner, he tried to pry open a gap in a Magic Statue’s chest. He frowned, reluctant to waste Magic Power to summon Molten Fla, as Attack Magic might easily destroy the internal structure. So he turned to Olivia:
"Lend your sword, help take off this thing’s chest armor."
The young woman nodded, imdiately handing over the Sun Holy Sword. She stepped on the remnant, pressing down hard to stabilize the peculiar Magic Statue’s body, using both hands to grip the edge of the chest armor.
Leon utilized the indestructible Holy Sword to forcibly pry open the Magic Statue’s chest armor with a snap along the gap, then crouched down to pull out the still intact crystal construct inside.
Instinct and initial impression both told him that this crystal might be so kind of synthetic energy from an ancient civilization. Even if it no longer served its original purpose, it held considerable research value.
As for other larger components, Leon had no choice but to regretfully abandon them.
Finally, noting down the visible internal rune structure, Leon secured the large crystal and led the group into the ancient palace ruins ahead.
The footsteps of the team echoed in the cold, spacious environnt, where the broken and collapsed walls faintly revealed the location’s past grandeur.
Through the crack in the collapsed do, the iridescent light of the Spirit Realm shone in, illuminating the shattered ship-like form in the center of the palace platform.
Even those from Kleinian, who had seen massive warships, were left breathless by the sight before them.
Approaching to gaze up at the hull hundreds of ters long and several tens of ters high, standing beneath such an imnse man-made structure was an overwhelming sensory experience.
The colossal hull seed forged from unknown tal, with golden rails inlaid with Eternal Rune covering the peculiar silver hull.
However, this magical giant ship, which seed to be referred to by ancient Magic Projection as a "Starship," now had a dull, lifeless appearance, with its beautiful exterior marred by holes, revealing a twisted and mangled internal structure beneath the thick, broken edges.
Leon noticed that the exterior of the Starship remnant displayed no visible signs of external damage, yet the exposed interior was in complete disarray, the structure twisted, as if so force had destroyed it from the inside out rather than through external assault.
He glanced around, seeing no other areas within the empty palace ruins. This was likely the "Starship Hub" ntioned by the Suviel Projection.
The question was, where was the Void Compass that the projection claid would help him leave the Spirit Realm?
He paced around the outside of the Starship remnant, pondering.
Based on its na, it was clear that a "Compass" would be a magical device ant to be used in conjunction with the Starship.
Perhaps the mage Suviel, who once arrived in Kleinian, traveled across realms aboard such a vessel?
Leon instructed Sasha to let the injured soldiers rest in the massive hub hall, then ordered Olivia and Canis to lead a team to enter the Starship from other openings to search inside.
Taking the remaining knights, he climbed up the breakpoint at the bow and ventured into the cabin passages to search upwards for a room resembling a bridge.
The dark corridor was illuminated by the corona aura behind Leon’s head, with tal chain lines hanging from the top resembling tangled vines, while cracked statues and shattered crystals filled the stone walls. The floor, embedded with runes, was dim and unlit.
The knights spread out with him, searching the opened interior cabins for a pathway.
After a period of forceful clearing, they finally reached the upper deck area, only to be blocked by a colossal door.
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