Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 1292 Crossing the Domain, This Body Moves

Aurelien Palace, Sovereign Hall, Operations Research Room.

Cassian received a message, glanced at the wall clock, and said to the meticulously combed old man beside him:

"Mr. Robles, the Da Shun delegation will arrive in Gaiserfitu in two hours and is expected to leave the country completely in nine hours. Shall we begin preparations now?"

Everyone in the room turned to look at him.

State Advisor Joan Robles.

Although this action is being carried out in the name of the people, the government will also provide some support, and the main person in charge is this person.

During this period, the ruling officials will not interfere in any related matters, but will only listen to reports and results.

The same applies to external propaganda. The State Advisor represents the government and acts as the main "concerned party" in this matter. If there are any obstacles or other problems in this operation, the State Advisor will ultimately be responsible.

As a politician nominated by the ruling party, he was already aware of this. However, no matter how you look at it, he didn't think this operation would fail; on the contrary, it was an excellent opportunity to gain political capital. Besides, this was a grassroots movement, and even if there were problems, he was merely a behind-the-scenes supporter.

He didn't rush to give orders, but calmly asked, "What's the situation with Ran Ming of the Heavenly Secrets Sect?"

Cassian replied, "Sir, according to our multiple verifications, the rituals of the Heavenly Secrets Sect cannot be stopped once they begin, so we don't need to worry about them having any problems."

Orin said, "Yes, although he is also bound by rituals, the Tianji Sect's cultivation method is very unique. One cannot impose too many restrictions on oneself, otherwise the cultivation cannot be completed. We consulted religious experts on this point, and they can confirm that this is the case, so there is no chance of any problems on his end."

Furthermore, we made a promise to him in exchange for a lost item, so whether he was sincere or not, as long as it's something he promised, we can't deny it.

Although these points were already included in the reports submitted previously, both men knew that politicians like Robles didn't have the patience to read them and would at most just listen to oral reports, so they explained them very patiently.

Robles was satisfied with their answer. He glanced at his watch; it was 1:50 PM Federal Time on August 17th. He said, "Then let's get ready to move out."

After the agreement was reached, everyone in the room exchanged excited glances. Such a major operation was destined to leave a mark on the history of the Federation. Putting aside the glory and praise that followed, just participating in it gave them a sense of mission.

As everyone went about their tasks and got busy, telegrams were sent out one after another, and telephones rang incessantly everywhere.

Currently, apart from cooperation between federal government departments and some companies, the main focus is on coordination between each Throne Fighter.

Almost every Throne Fighter is a person of status and position. In addition, since this is nominally a self-organized civilian group, no unified action is taken. Instead, a fixed meeting point is set, and everyone is required to arrive at the designated time.

Only half an hour had passed since the communication was established when suddenly a huge shadow fell from around the hall, blocking out the sunlight. Everyone turned to look and saw a colossal object slowly rising outside.

Several minutes later, the sunlight shone in again, and many people came out of the operations room. At this point, it was clear that it was an enormous airship, practically an aerial fortress.

It is composed of multiple biological tissue gas sacs, supported internally by a lightweight yet sturdy specially made bionic skeleton, and covered with thick, gradient-colored feathers that are delicate and smooth, reflecting a metallic sheen in the sunlight. The two sides of the hull are inlaid with huge federal star emblems.

This is the Leviathan-class airship "Sky Beast," fully loaded with combat units capable of accommodating 30,000 people, using mutated biological jet bladders as the main propulsion unit and propeller blades as auxiliary power sources.

This is the Federation's proud war machine and a perfect embodiment of the Federation's military biotechnology.

The federal government claims it will not intervene in this operation, but as the "maintainer" of national order, it is nominally obligated to ensure that this civilian action does not harm neighboring continents or threaten the survival of its people. Regardless of the facts, this excuse is at least internationally acceptable.

In addition to command, observation, and military personnel, this super airship will also carry journalists and news personnel from various countries and major companies throughout the entire operation, serving as witnesses to this mission.

At this moment, the staff of the Federal Government looked at this behemoth and the combat creatures flying around it, and their hearts were filled with pride.

This is a symbol of the Federation's powerful national strength. Through this operation, the Federation's military might can be demonstrated to the world, and it can also prove to countries and major companies who will be the true leader to guide the world forward after the Great Collision.

The State Advisor led a group of combat personnel out in high spirits and held an open-air internal press conference in the square, explaining the government's definition of the operation and repeatedly emphasizing the Federation's emphasis on world security, promising and guaranteeing that no problems would arise in this regard.

Meanwhile, world leaders and major corporations were monitoring the situation via telegram, and the world's attention was focused on this operation.

It's worth noting that since the collapse of the Grand League, no operation has ever deployed so many Throne Fighters.

Most people in the general public probably don't understand much about fighters, and therefore have little concept of the power of the Throne Fighters, but the top executives of various countries and major companies are very clear about it.

This force is powerful enough to easily destroy more than half of the world's countries, which has caused them concern and tension. Therefore, they will be closely monitoring the situation throughout this event.

After the press conference, once Robles and his entourage boarded the airship, observers and journalists from various countries also began to board.

With only a few minutes left before the boarding gate was about to close, a loud voice came from afar: "Wait a minute!"

A beautiful young woman with short, golden-brown hair, followed by a middle-aged man, showed their boarding passes and underwent a thorough check before being allowed to board.

The young woman and the man patted their chests and breathed a sigh of relief after boarding the boat, saying, "Thank goodness, I thought we wouldn't make it."

She is Lily Caldwell, a reporter from the Foreign Affairs and Press Office of Norland, and a special correspondent for the Fighters Council publication. In addition, she has another identity: the daughter of the editor-in-chief of Norland Wing Magazine.

The man who accompanied her was Briggs, an observer dispatched by the International Fighters Council's publication. He was with Lily mainly because she was the daughter of an old friend, making her a junior. Seeing Lily's excitement, he reminded her, "Lily, remember to take the keepsake your father gave you. This fight isn't going to be fun."

"Got it! Hey, it's taking off!"

Lily excitedly ran to the porthole and watched the airship slowly move away from the ground and buildings below.

Briggs walked up to her, wrapped his strong arms around her, and said, "At the speed of the Sky Beast, we can reach Weizhou within three days, and we should be able to see the famous sunrise over Mount Caledon the day after tomorrow."

Lily nodded and said, "I heard there are quite a few fighters on board this time, and I also heard that the Federation hero is there. I plan to interview him first; this is a rare opportunity."

Briggs pondered for a moment and said, "I know this person. He's only twenty-nine years old and he's already a Secret Hall Fighter. They say he's the next generation's most likely rising star to become a Throne Fighter before he turns forty. He's definitely the most outstanding among the younger generation."

Lily then remembered something and said smugly, "Uncle Briggs, you're wrong. Do you remember who Dad's magazine awarded an prize to? Chen, the fighter from Da Shun. Do you remember, Uncle?"

Briggs thought for a moment, then his eyes became more serious: "You mean... that Da Shun martial arts expert Chen Chuan?"

"Yes, that's him! I heard he was in the capital before, but he just returned to China with the Da Shun delegation a few days ago. He couldn't make it, otherwise I could have interviewed him and asked him to comment on our federal hero. It's such a pity."

"Ah."

Briggs nodded. He knew Chen Chuan; at the Secret Palace level, one could fight against and defeat a portion of the power of a Throne Fighter.

This matter caused quite a stir in the fighter community some time ago, and its influence was far beyond that of ordinary Secret Temple fighters, so he subconsciously removed this person from the ranks of Secret Temple fighters.

but……

He looked outside, his gaze sweeping over the gradually rising scenery and the ever-expanding land.

Neither that young federal hero nor this extraordinary Great Shun fighter are significant compared to the battle about to unfold.

As a member of the International Fighters Council, he has access to a lot of information and is well aware of how terrifying the Throne Fighters are. Moreover, this time, so many people have gathered at once, and their destructive power is simply unimaginable. Fighters below them don't even have the right to set foot on the scene.

On the open ocean, Chen Chuan stood by the porthole, looking down at the gradually emerging outline of Gaiserfittu.

A year ago, he had confronted the federal army here, and after passing this place, a little further on, he would enter the territory of the Great Shun.

It's time to leave.

However, I should first greet Commander Xie and the others.

He first went to the first floor and found Fan Zhentong.

“Mr. Fan, we have now arrived at Gaiserfitu Continent. After passing through here, we will enter the outer ocean of Da Shun. There should be no danger there. I plan to leave the team to do something.”

Fan Zhentong was silent for a moment, then asked, "Have you made up your mind?"

Chen Chuan nodded.

Fan Zhentong said, "Remember what I said? Do whatever you want to do."

Chen Chuan sincerely thanked him, "Mr. Fan, thank you very much." He knew that if Fan Zhen did not support this matter and insisted on keeping him here, there would be quite a bit of trouble.

He was about to turn around and walk out.

"Director Chen."

Fan Zhentong called out from behind.

Chen Chuan turned around, and Fan Zhentong said, "If you want to go, this is for you." As he spoke, he tossed something to him.

Chen Chuan grabbed it with a snap, held it up to his eyes and looked at it. It was a copper button-like object.

Fan Zhentong said, "It might be able to help you."

Chen Chuan recognized it as a lost item. He focused his mind on it and immediately knew how to use it, and that it would be very useful in a critical moment. So he thanked him sincerely again.

He then turned and walked to the platform, where he floated out and flew towards the main ship located in the middle.

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(End of this chapter)