Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

"Your Highness Roy, what do you think war is?" Niecile, floating in the air and holding a staff, asked in a low voice.

"War is an act of violence that forces the enemy to obey our will. Making the enemy unable to resist is the goal of war." Roy looked up at the scarlet eyes under the shroud and answered firmly.

"It's good that you have such awareness. After all, the battlefield is a horrible hell. I don't want you to be merciful." A mist with a strong stench began to spread around Niezilei, pressing towards Roy with a momentum like a mountain.

"Truthless? I think you are overthinking, Mr. Neczrei. Wasn't it me who turned the battlefield into hell with my own hands?" Roy smiled contemptuously and stretched out his hand to make a fist. The staff made of the materialized black source stone condensed into shape and moved up along his arm to form an ancient and hideous arm armor.

The staff tapped lightly on the alloy deck of the Rhodes Island corridor, accompanied by a crisp cracking sound. Tiny cracks appeared in the space around Roy, and the corrupt mist that rushed towards him was quickly sucked into the void and disappeared.

"Since you have made up your mind, just go for it." Niezile retracted his staff, nodded slightly to Roy, and floated away.

......

The Rhodes Island landship has successfully reunited with the elite blood demons led by the Blood Demon Lord Dukare, and the elite battle-hardened troops led by the Scavenger King Neczrei.

Although these elite members of the Royal Court had destroyed many landships in the war to defend Kazdel, this was the first time they used a landship as a temporary camp.

Theresa and Tracy took this opportunity to lead the soldiers who had just boarded the ship to visit the basic structure of the landship, so that they could quickly and efficiently seize control of the high-speed warship on the battlefield.

Neczrei didn't see Roy, so he asked Theresa where Roy was.

"Teacher, Roy has gone to make final preparations..."

At this time, Roy was flying high in the sky, looking for traces of the Victoria Fleet. Although Theresa and Duke of Caster had agreed on a specific transaction location, for the sake of safety, Roy decided to confirm it with his own eyes and get some information at the same time.

Whether it was a landship or a mobile landmass, it would leave deep grooves on the ground. Following the tracks, Roy quickly found the fleet.

However, the fleet has stopped advancing, and huge moving blocks of land are getting closer and closer, reassembling themselves into an entire mobile city.

Duke Caister intends to create some trouble for the Sarkaz people, and the movement of the city needs to be divided into small plots first.

By the time those demons successfully disconnected the various urban areas and discovered that there was a problem with the city, she was already on her way back to Victoria.

Even if they really catch up, the maneuverability and gun power of high-speed warships are definitely not something they can match with their so-called physical strength and magic alone.

Roy saw the Victoria Fleet splicing the city into one piece and didn't understand why they did that. However, this made it much easier for Roy to move the city using anti-gravity, after all, it was easier to move the whole piece.

Then Roy set his sights on the unique landship in the fleet. He was very pleased with the densely distributed artillery on the deck and hull, and its size was also larger than the surrounding ships.

If I remember correctly, Duke of Caster came here with his own flagship, could it be this one?

I just happened to have the idea of building an air fleet, so I decided to show it off to my ancestors. After all, my ancestors like to show off their power, and it's cool to think about dead souls controlling the warships.

After confirming the situation here, Roy returned along the same path and moved forward along another trail he had discovered earlier.

Looking down from the air, the dense fleet of land ships is like a school of fish swimming together in a river. Ships with different functions perform their respective duties to ensure the stable operation of the entire fleet.

The naval guns, which are always in an activated state, are competently protecting the safety of the fleet.

Roy didn't know whether the high-speed battleship was equipped with a radar system, so he didn't get too close to avoid being discovered.

After all, although Terra does not have fighter jets or missile weapons, it has drones and low-altitude aircraft. As land ships for military purposes, they may really have radar systems.

Although there were more ships here, the flagships of the other two grand dukes were not there. This made Royton feel a little disappointed and annoyed, just like when his things were stolen and he found something was missing when he returned them.

"Okay, then I'll start with you." Roy said viciously, with magic light flashing in his hand.

A few hundred meters outside the fleet, some Originium crystal clusters appeared sporadically and grew slowly.

The fleet's observers quickly discovered this anomaly and immediately reported it to the experts in the field.

The expert took the telescope and observed it carefully, then frowned and stroked his goatee. The Originium concentration monitor did not find any abnormalities, but growing Originium crystal clusters appeared around it.

Faced with this contradictory situation, the explanation given by the experts is that it may be due to the special environment of Kazdel, and it is normal for some abnormal Originium growth to occur here. As long as the Originium concentration monitor does not alarm, there should be no big problem...

The Originium crystal cluster eventually stopped growing, remaining at a height of nearly five meters, and its density was not high. Seeing that the experts had spoken, the fleet that had stopped to rest had no intention of restarting the engine to move its position.

In fact, these Originium crystal clusters were small gifts that Roy left for them. When he launched a natural disaster, these small crystal clusters would break apart and merge into the natural disaster, further enhancing the power of the natural disaster.

Hope they will enjoy this heart-warming gift…

When Roy climbed into the room through the dormitory window skillfully, he found an uninvited guest in his room. The king of scavengers, Niezlei, was floating in the air, wrapped in cloth strips.

Niezlei was looking down at the longsword that Roy had placed on the shelf. His dry and skinny hands gently stroked the scabbard. Feeling the return of its master, the longsword trembled slightly.

"Your Highness Roy, you're back." Niezile turned and looked at Roy who had just jumped out of the window, and said in a calm tone.

"Mr. Nieczre, why are you here?" Roy closed the window with his backhand and simply tidied his clothes.

"I asked Theresa about your whereabouts, and she told me... your dormitory, so I'll wait for you here."

"Do you need me for something?" Roy poured a cup of tea for Nieczrei, but didn't know how to pass it to him.

"Just put it here..." Niezilei tapped the table with his finger, mist emerged from his hand and wrapped around the teacup, and then the tea in the cup disappeared.

"I do have a question I want to confirm with you... Your Highness Roy, what do you think war is?"

......

Looking at Niezlei's gradually receding back, Roy suddenly called him.

"Netzile, what does war mean to you?"

"...The name of Nezrei is synonymous with war. Your Highness, for the survival of the Sarkaz, the Scavenger Court will go to hell again and again." Roy didn't hear the first part clearly, nor could he see Nezrei's expression.

But Roy was still keenly aware of the unconcealable sadness in Niezile's calm tone, which was as deep as a pool.

"What if I end this hell?" Roy smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and pulled out the long sword from the shelf, and the sound of the sword echoed throughout the space.

"Then the scavengers will rush to where they are needed in their own homes." Neczrei also raised the staff in his hand and swore his own oath to the Demon King.

"Necirei, if that day really comes, are you interested in becoming the principal of the Military Academy?"

"......" Niecile paused and did not respond to Roy's question. He just continued to move forward until his tall figure disappeared at the end of the corridor.