Although he was a tal Series Wizard, the gear structure connected beneath this turntable required imnse force to turn. tal deformation alone wouldn’t be enough to open the door.
This circular helm-shaped turntable, with a diater of over three ters, was clearly designed to be turned by so goblin machinery or a demon statue.
Among the people present, perhaps Lord Terrio the Sword Saint had enough strength, but the problem was that the turntable was at least two and a half ters off the ground, aning a normal human could not exert force from the ground.
As for directly deforming the large door in front of him, he absolutely couldn’t do that.
Perhaps Lord Rein could do it.
Haleem thought to himself.
"Hmm, I’ll do it," Rein said, then swiftly stepped forward.
He had naturally thought of the problem that Haleem had considered.
Suddenly, his right arm swelled, dark silver Dragon Scales appeared, and his entire body rapidly grew to over four ters—this was the result of Rein deliberately controlling his transformation degree.
"Creak! Creak!"
The sturdy Dragon Claw grasped the tal turntable and began to turn it with great force.
"Rumble!"
The thick tal door, which was over a ter thick and tens of ters high, began to slowly lift.
However, suddenly!
The red warning lights around them started to flash, accompanied by a high-decibel chanical sound:
"Warning! Warning! Door No. 3 has been illegally opened, please eliminate the hazard imdiately. (Ancient Goblin language)"
"This is bad. All the exits of the Floating City should be connected to the control room, but I didn’t expect the control system to still function." Haleem’s expression changed, and he said.
"Lord Rein, you..."
"Don’t worry, there’s still ti."
Because it was a gear-driven structure, the turntable would lift the tal door by only about ten centiters per turn.
However, as the alarm sounded, Rein’s turning speed beca unusually exaggerated, the large tal turntable turning faster and faster in the giant Dragon Claw.
The tal door also rose rapidly.
"Go!" Hernandez quickly led the researchers and the Federal exploration team through the door.
As for Sword Saint Terrio, because of his speed, he stayed behind to guard Rein’s side.
"That’s enough, Lord Rein."
"Alright."
When Rein released the turntable, he didn’t secure the nearby latch.
As the turntable spun back at high speed, the door began to quickly descend and close.
However, with the speed of Rein and Terrio, they could easily dash through the door.
"Swish, swish!"
The two figures swiftly dashed out of the door.
And just as Rein was leaving Door No. 3, he felt sothing and turned to look, only to see, several hundred ters behind them, many chanical monsters resembling velociraptors running toward them.
"Boom!"
But in the next second, the steady tal door closed again, and those chanical velociraptors vanished from Rein’s view.
"Lord Rein, what’s wrong?" Sword Saint Terrio curiously asked when he saw Rein turn to look at the closed Door No. 3.
"Nothing, Lord Terrio, let’s go," Rein shook his head and said.
By now, the two of them had reached the outside of the Floating City. Beneath their feet was a narrow path only two ters wide, likely the outer maintenance passage of the Floating City, with dark red magma like a moat below.
However, compared to their previous position at the mouth of the cave, they were closer to the bottom now, so the view was much clearer.
Hernandez and Haleem had already used witchcraft to reach the other side and were constructing a simple steel bridge for the elite soldiers to cross.
But Rein and Terrio didn’t need that, and five minutes later, the group returned to the initially set-off cave camp located in Ressero Canyon.
By now, the cave camp was much more complete than before.
There were dozens of tents of various sizes, with witch arrays set up all around.
Seeing Rein, Terrio, and Hernandez successfully bring back Haleem and others, the entire camp imdiately erupted in cheers.
Half an hour later, top-secret ssages began flooding into the hands of the Federation decision-making layer.
...
anwhile.
In the air from Antuhol to Zetaya, the Federation Capital.
The mixed airship convoy of the Empire and the Federation, like a giant dragon floating in the air, stretched for dozens of miles, steadily advancing toward Zetaya.
In a giant Federation Airship at the front of the convoy, several people were holding a eting in a small conference room.
The cause was an urgent ssage received ten minutes earlier.
"What? That ruin is actually a Floating City?"
This news was like a thunderclap in the minds of those present!
It was a Floating City!
The legendary creation that could fly in the air for prolonged periods, with combat power surpassing the most advanced Federation giant airships by at least ten tis.
"That’s right, ten minutes ago, I received this urgent ssage. Everyone, please take a look at the docunts on the table. Then, we can discuss the next steps." Vice Speaker Bertrand nodded.
Since the final stop of the Empire Delegation was Zetaya, the Federation Congress had tasked him with handling the matter of the ruins.
He had been just as shocked as everyone else when he received the news.
The conference room was silent except for the sound of pages turning.
Several minutes later, an old man with a pipe seed to finish reading the intelligence on the table, and, with a solemn expression, said, "The rescue of the Haleem team, along with the discovery of a vast amount of ancient goblin technology docunts and the Floating City, is certainly cause for celebration."
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