In the sky.
A silver silhouette glided swiftly like a gale, resembling a dazzling silver beam of light, tracing a long arc in the air.
"Heavens, every continent has a teleportation gate, so why is there none on the Tariel Continent?" Bugreit in the sky couldn't help but complain.
Although the influence of the Night Watchers spread globally, they were absent on the Tariel Continent.
Bugreit certainly understood the reason behind this, but he couldn't help complaining, as it indeed brought him many inconveniences.
He had personally operated on that continent for a long ti, fully aware that it was filled with malicious and highly aggressive creatures.
To establish a foothold there was impossible without dispatching a large force to clear the area.
Moreover, when the teleportation gate operates, it transmits energy, and the surrounding chaotic magic veins have to be cleaned and sorted out. The magic veins in that place are in utter disarray, which would attract even more monsters—a thought truly exasperating.
"Alas, I'll have to endure it myself. Why have I beco so busy after I woke up? Damn Kana, always ordering this and that." Bugreit mumbled to himself while maintaining the fastest flying speed.
Amidst the vast sea, the surroundings were desolate, nothing in sight; he could only fly endlessly in the preset direction, making even a dragon like him feel exhausted.
If it weren't for this alchemy body's great advantage in flight speed, he might truly struggle.
"Hmm?" Bugreit suddenly beca aware of sothing.
He imdiately flapped his wings, spraying down a large amount of compressed air, his form becoming a silver beam of light, rapidly plumting towards the ocean below.
On the vast ocean, a large rchant ship was slowly sailing. The enormous rchant ship, amidst the infinite sea, resembled a drifting leaf.
"Warning! Warning! An unidentified object is rapidly approaching from the sky! Warning!"
The alarm instantly echoed throughout the rchant ship. Because the object fell too fast, the people on the ship couldn't react in ti.
By the ti they heard the alarm and instinctively looked up, the silver beam was already crashing down toward them.
The mage on board was just about to cast a spell for defense when the silver beam had already slid before everyone, halting abruptly.
The compressed wind swept over like a surging wave, knocking many people off balance.
Before them appeared a silver-white body, its interior surging with crimson energy, emanating a strange yet sacred beauty.
The hastily arrived captain, upon seeing this, imdiately knelt on one knee: "Leader."
In the eyes of the Night Watchers, such an alchemy form was recognized as the mark of the leader's descent.
"No, no, I'm not Kana."
The others, who intended to kneel with the captain, froze at these words.
The captain lifted his head, scrutinizing carefully, and suddenly recalled sothing. He blinked, finally confirming the identity of the person before him.
"You are... Lord Bugreit?"
"Oh, you actually know , how rare."
Very few people were aware of Bugreit's existence. Besides so Night Watchers in the Eastern Wilderness, only the earliest ones who followed Kana to this continent.
Once they landed, Bugreit was handed a task by Kana, constantly busy and on the move.
"At the ti, I was studying at Candlelight City in the Eastern Wilderness, and had the fortune of eting you a few tis."
"Haha, so that's it. Then it's much easier, quickly help open the one-way teleportation gate, I must hurry back to that... what's it called again—City of the Black Tower?" Bugreit hadn't been back for a long ti, only hearing of the place through his communications channel.
The captain nodded and swiftly arranged for the crew to take action. He then reminded, "It's now officially renad to Ring Tower City."
"Alright, Ring Tower City." Bugreit didn't mind. After the teleportation gate opened, he imdiately shrank his form into a silver leopard and stepped into the gate.
Once the silver leopard disappeared, the few people present finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Captain, who was that just now? I've never seen or heard of him."
"I only saw him a few tis years ago. Back then, I had just joined the Night Watchers, still undergoing training at the camp.
It's said that Lord Bugreit is the leader's dragon soul, originally a sealed entity, later subdued and granted freedom.
It's said that after he arrived with the earliest mbers, he was rarely seen again. Judging by this scenario, he should be executing a secret mission assigned by the leader. Go tell the others below to keep their mouths shut and not speak carelessly."
The nearby first officer nodded. After all, this was a large rchant ship, with only a few Night Watchers on board, most being ordinary hired sailors.
Once Bugreit passed through the teleportation gate, and seeing the scene before him, he couldn't help but freeze in place.
"Has it developed this much already?" He involuntarily transford into a falcon and soared into the high sky.
The surrounding alchemy arrays imdiately locked and analyzed him; after confirming his identity, the various alchemy weapons lifted their lock-on states.
"Truly magnificent, it's practically a fortress!" Bugreit couldn't help but exclaim.
He redirected his attention to the city below. The Black Tower, hallowed in communications, stood like walls built by giant gods on the ground.
It was so vast that at first sight, it was hard to perceive it as a tower; it resembled a towering black wall separating the entire world.
It was Bugreit's first ti witnessing such a stunning sight.
The tower's black surface was etched with bronze gear patterns, alchemical creatures like worker ants carrying alchemy fuel tanks slowly crawled along the black wall, weaving a shimring silver web over it.
These alchemical creatures seed to be ticulously sculpting sothing on the tower.
At the tower's base extended seven concentric circular zones.
Reddish-brown brick buildings intermingled with giant crystal dos, the magic-infused crystals precisely set at aerial nodes, weaving a magical network over the entire city, sorting and stabilizing the surrounding magic, making it more secure.
The dwarven ironwork shops were always adjacent to the human bakeries, half-elves' dyed fabrics hung between the branches of the Dragon Blood Trees.
The herbalists of various races cultivated their plants, vines spreading across the stone walls of surrounding buildings, while so people gathered, engaging loudly in debates.
Special cobblestones paved several main streets, with bronze streetlights styled as faceless firekeepers every hundred steps.
At noon, these streetlights would collectively emit rainbow mist columns guiding steam.
The city outskirts teed with extensive construction sites, nurous buildings in hectic construction.
The edifices behind were mostly brand new, varied in style, bearing cultural elents from different continents and races.
The city boasted abundant unique vegetation, various trees interwoven and twining, embellishing every corner of the city.
"Remarkable, the Night Watchers are incredible. How long have I been gone? It's unbelievable." Bugreit murmured in the sky.
He simply couldn't imagine such a grand, unique city, along with this awe-inspiring tower, built in the few short years he was away.
For a dragon, a few years was but a fleeting mont.
[Kana: How long do you plan to stay out?]
"Nag, nag, all you do is nag, I'm just appreciating your masterpiece."
Bugreit grumbled discontentedly, then flapped his wings, heading toward the tower.
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