Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

“Is that the Victorians’ mobile city? It doesn’t seem as good as Kazdel…” Several young royal court soldiers crowded around the narrow porthole, their eyes fixed on the gradually approaching city.

The towering walls of the city were covered with craters and cracks, and some tenacious shrubs took root on them. Unfortunately, in the cold temperature of Kazdel, they had long lost their original green color and turned into a bunch of dead branches entangled together.

The heavy city gates also disappeared, and the dilapidated buildings inside the city could be seen from the outside. The alloy tracks were covered with rust, and there seemed to be traces of recent welding on them.

"You are ignorant. I always tell you to read more. I heard that the palaces in Londinium, the capital of Victoria, are paved with gold. How can this shabby city compare to it..."

"But to be honest, some places in this city are still better than Kazdel. After all, it looks bigger and can accommodate more people."

"I still think Kazdel is better. At least there's a furnace in the center of the square where you can make a fire to keep warm and bake bread..." Just as a few people were discussing which of the two cities was better, Roy quietly passed by them with a sword in hand.

At the corner of the corridor, Roy met Lamaren who was also heading to the control center.

"Good morning, Your Highness Roy. You seem to be in good condition..."

"Lamalin looks good too. Has she adapted to life on the landship?" Roy noticed that the skin exposed under Lamarlin's veil was no longer sickly pale as before, but instead had a faint blush.

"Yes. Thank you for your concern, Your Highness." Ramalen smiled slightly, and a hint of joy flashed in her bright eyes under the veil.

The two walked side by side, occasionally turning their heads to talk to each other, and soon arrived at the command center.

The door opened, and Theresia and Theresis were facing the huge screen, gesturing with their hands, talking about something. Niezrei was floating beside them with a staff in his hand, and Dukare was leaning back in a chair with his hands folded across his chest, closing his eyes and resting.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, several people turned to look at Roy.

"How's it going? Has Victoria sent any communication?" Roy found a chair and sat down, looking up at the big screen showing images of the outside world.

"No news yet, and the other side's fleet hasn't made any unusual moves." Tracy replied calmly, and the mobile device in his hand showed an enlarged image.

The high-speed battleship fleet on the opposite side was completely silent except for the thick black smoke continuously emitted by the Originium engines.

No communication request, no messenger sent, nothing...

"Victoria should want us to enter the attack range of their naval guns before conducting the transaction, which will be more advantageous for them." With his rich experience, Niezilei judged the intentions of these old opponents.

"What a bunch of arrogant and incompetent guys, they even gave up the initiative on the battlefield..." Ducare opened his bloodshot eyes, his tone full of ridicule and contempt for the enemy.

"Your Highness Roy, since the enemy has revealed a flaw, don't give them the chance to react and turn around and escape." Niezilei floated over, stretched out his hand wrapped in shroud strips and gently placed it on Roy's shoulder.

"Everyone present and all the warriors are waiting for your decision."

Theresa nodded to Roy, and Theresis tightly gripped the long sword in the scabbard. The bloodshot in Dukare's eyes could hardly be suppressed, and a faint smell of blood filled the air.

Ramalen also took out the bone whistle that she had treasured for many years. She had never blown the bone whistle again since the end of the war and after Theresa rebuilt the city of Kazdel.

The witchcraft power accumulated over the past hundred years should be enough.

"I originally wanted to go through the motions with them, but now it seems that's not necessary."

"You can start the action when you see the scourge cloud begin to dissipate. Have the warriors take precautions to avoid Originium contamination. I will control the scope and try not to affect the mobile city and Rhodes Island. The rest is up to you."

After Roy explained the issues that needed attention to a few people, he slowly stood up. The ancient armor composed of dark magic particles began to spread from his legs upwards, slowly wrapping his entire body.

When the armor began to wrap around his shoulders, Theresa quickly stepped forward and gently kissed Roy on the lips in front of everyone.

"Be safe, I'll wait for you here." Theresa's eyes were slightly red. Even though she believed in Roy's ability in her heart, she couldn't help but worry about him.

"Don't worry. I can't bear to see the clothes you made with your own hands torn by me." Roy kissed Theresa's forehead, waved and left the control center. As the door closed, the spell was constructed.

The Demon King's crown glowed red and appeared between his dark horns.

The Sarkaz on the entire landship felt an inexplicable call. They felt their blood begin to flow faster, their heartbeats thumped like war drums, and strength continued to surge from deep within their bodies.

This is the power blessing that the Demon King's power brings to the Sarkaz, which can significantly improve their combat capability and survivability on the battlefield.

The people in the control center also felt the influence of the power of the demon king on their own strength, especially Ramalen, who was proficient in the ancient witchcraft of the Sarkaz. She felt that for a moment her vitality was connected with Roy, and the power consumed by maintaining the eternal youth spell was also replenished.

"Maybe I really have this opportunity..." A somewhat absurd thought flashed through Ramalen's mind.

Lamaren reached out and pulled Theresa's sleeve, leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Theresa, is this the power of love between you demon kings?"

"Lamaren, stop joking with me..." Theresa's cheeks flushed slightly. She walked quickly past Lamaren and picked up the microphone on the console to prepare for a ship-wide broadcast.

Shining and Nightingale, who were preparing medicine in the medical department, stopped their work at the same time after feeling the power of the Demon King.

"Shining, is that Roy's magical aura? He is leaving..." Nightingale's eyes were full of worry for Roy.

"Nightingale, do you still remember the blessing ceremony I taught you? Let's bless Roy together."

"Um......"

The two interlocked their fingers, and flowing light flowed down from their fingertips, then rose up, passed through the heavy metal deck, turned into particles and disappeared.

......

"Doctor, is Mr. Roy going to fight someone?" Amiya leaned on the doctor, holding the mobile terminal in both hands. The doctor asked PRTS to connect to the surveillance probe on the ship to check Roy's movements at all times.

"Well, he will fight for the future of Kazdel, and he will definitely come back with news of victory." The doctor touched Amiya's head, looked at the figure gradually leaving on the terminal screen, and said in a very affirmative tone.

W, who was anxiously waiting in the dormitory, picked up his mobile terminal for the umpteenth time to check if there were any new notifications, but unfortunately there were none.

"W, could you please sit still on the chair and stop moving around?" Ines, who was sitting opposite her, was a little annoyed by W and couldn't help but complain.

"Tsk, you're the only one who's nosy." W simply ignored Inès's complaints and was about to reach out to pick up the mobile terminal to check again when Theresa's voice rang out in the room through the ship-wide broadcast.

"All Kazdel warriors, please be prepared. We are about to face the Scourge. There is no need to retreat or panic. The Scourge is our weapon, and we will be the winners of this war."