Xyrin Empire-Chapter 235 - The Delayed Journey
Chapter 235: Chapter 235 The Delayed Journey
Chapter 235: Chapter 235 The Delayed Journey
When the pale sunlight struggled through the filthy clouds to shine on the land of Tirisfal, the enormous air fleet finally completed its long journey over the Endless Sea and arrived at the edge of the Eastern Continent. As the shadow of the land finally appeared on the distant horizon, all of us felt a sense of relief.
Of course, that excluded those warriors from various races who were a bit too excited under the “Glory of God”. They thought our pace was simply too fast, leaving them no time to fully indulge in the glory-filled and epic battles. For these unfortunate natives who had been constantly suppressed by demons and the Undead Army, the rare chance to crush their enemies underfoot was exhilarating—thanks to finding a backer that was definitely tough enough, although that backer now seemed collectively on the verge of madness.
Three days had passed since that massive initial ambush.
I admit, the first sentence of this chapter is meant to mislead. In fact, it is not the next morning, but the dawn of the fourth day. In other words, it took us nearly four days to cross the damn Endless Sea.
For the warriors of all races, this was an incredible feat of speed. The vastness of the Endless Sea is the most difficult distance to traverse in this world, and the Great Vortex at its center, which even the sturdiest ships must bypass, extended that distance to a formidable expanse. Normally, it would take the natives of Azeroth at least a month to cross this vast sea, and the Goblin’s airships might be a bit faster—if one could ignore the risk of becoming fireworks along the way.
The Goblin technology is, after all, bound to explode.
Crossing the Endless Sea in under four days was an unbelievable miracle for the natives of Azeroth. They even called this speed a miracle only possible by Divine Weapons. But to us, this speed was unbearably slow, even to the point of making our teeth itch with irritation.
Even at the normal cruising flight speed of a Xyrin Spaceship, it would only take a day to cross the sea, and if we activated the Micro-space Jump Accelerator, we could circle the entire Azeroth Planet in just a few hours. But damn it, the enemy clearly didn’t want us to arrive at the Eastern Continent so swiftly. We encountered more than a dozen ambushes and interceptions along the way, all small in scale but just enough in number to slow us down enough to deal with them. Who knows how they could still have so many Mixed Soldiers after that night’s fierce battle, and the Eternal-class Giant Ship, hidden somewhere in encrypted space, was constantly threatening us. Its powerful space interference device prevented us from using short-range jumps to avoid combat, forcing us to fly in the conventional cruising manner while gradually going insane amid the endless harassment of flies.
No matter how you look at it, they accomplished their goal; it took us four times longer to complete the journey that, in the eyes of a Xyrin Apostle, wasn’t very far.
Though I hate to admit it, a certain Knight-faced Uncle Hei Chao pirate proved his skills, which impressed me. Since we didn’t encounter a real large-scale ambush, there was no need for Leader Level individuals like Sandora and Pandora to join the fight. The one who took command of everything was Sicaro, who is naturally adept at defense and counterattacks. The Uncle Hei Chao proved to be an excellent trench defense expert, able to minimize damage to his own forces and inflict unforgettable harm on the enemy with enough hands. His talent was evident when he led the small merchants near the school to successfully overthrow the city management team of K city. This time, he finally found an even more appropriate stage to showcase his skills. The forces sent by the enemy for harassment, though nowhere near the first large-scale ambush, were still a significant force. Yet Sicaro, relying on his command talent and unique Angel Envoy ability, got us through this series of interceptions without a scratch, even annihilating seven interception units composed of Frost Dragons without losing a single Soldier—I have to admit, that is a tremendous achievement.
Thus, although we were delayed by three days, we successfully ignited an unprecedented fighting spirit among the elite warriors of all races, imprinting the power of the Xyrin Apostle deeply in the hearts of each one of them. Being intercepted over a dozen times but unharmed, even completely wiping out the enemy’s incoming troops, was a power enough to boost their morale to an unbelievable level. In this sense, Sicaro, who always served as the commander of the defense and counter-attack force, contributed greatly—if only he would stop trying to sell his so-called “miraculous discs infused with Light Power” to the representatives of various races after the battles.
“They’re delaying time.”
Standing on the top platform of the Air Fortress’s Command Tower, as the edge of the land ahead gradually became clear, I felt very gloomy, and I knew that, aside from those warriors from different races who were a bit too excited and unaware of the truth, many others felt as gloomy as I did, like Sandora and the others.
We had been outmaneuvered by the enemy, or perhaps it wasn’t quite maneuvering since it was a blatant scheme. The enemy didn’t bother hiding their strategy of delaying time at all—they intercepted us in a straightforward manner, not seeking casualties, only hindering our progress. And they succeeded. We were dragged for three full days by the endless Mixed Soldiers, taking us four days to cross the damn Endless Sea.
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Pandora was standing quietly behind me as usual, not saying a word, so lacking in presence that one might overlook her unintentionally, but I still faintly perceived that something was heavy on Pandora’s mind today.
“It’s not your fault,” Qianqian, who is more perceptive than I am, noticed Pandora’s worries more keenly, “you didn’t do anything.”
At that moment, Lin Xue, ever the troublemaker with an uncanny talent for speaking out of turn, blurted out thoughtlessly, “But the enemy did indeed use Pandora to locate us…”
Qianqian and I immediately glared at her maliciously.
Under the watchful eyes of what could arguably be called the strongest couple in history, Lin Xue quickly conceded defeat. Raising her hands in a gesture of surrender, she said, “Okay, okay, I was wrong, but all I did was tell the truth, right?”
That was the second issue that gave me a headache. Although Pandora had already shut down that so-called “soul upload port,” the enemy clearly still had knowledge of our location. The precise ambushes we had suffered continuously over the past three days powerfully proved everything. Despite our numerous course changes and attempts at various camouflage force fields, those Dead Souls Mixed Soldiers would still suddenly emerge from space gates or behind clouds, giving us a big surprise while driving me even crazier. Sandora provided a reasonable explanation for this phenomenon.
There existed some sort of mystic bond between Pandora and Visca, similar to the mental connection between the twin siblings Asida-Asidora. It had nothing to do with the so-called upload port and should be classified as Mystical Power. Through this link, Pandora and Visca were able to sense each other’s presence at any time, thus exposing our location.
Truth be told, with Sandora’s help, Pandora had purposely sensed her unexpectedly born sister and indeed found a faint trace of her, the location of which was now the enemy’s headquarters, Dark City.
This seemingly equal exchange of information was actually of no advantage to us, for the enemy was right there. From the beginning, we knew that Dark City was the target of our mission. Even the naturally clueless duo of Little Baobao and Dingdang knew our enemy was in Circle City. Knowing that one of their leaders was stationed in Dark City was meaningless to us, yet for the enemy, being able to track our movements precisely through the vast skies above the Endless Sea was quite beneficial as it granted them countless opportunities for ambush…
This was also the cause of Pandora’s guilt. In the end, it was because of her that we were exposed to the enemy’s watchful eyes.
Perhaps Visca had no desire to harm us, but the issue was, a madman with mental instability is easy to exploit. Even with my non-scheming mind, I could quickly think of no less than ten ways to betray Visca and even have her count the money for me. Those wily Fallen Apostles who had lived for who knows how long wouldn’t need much more than a laughably simple reason to make Visca spill our movements completely, without her even realizing the trouble it would bring her beloved brother.
In the days that followed, this was indeed confirmed…
After much contemplation regarding Visca’s existence, I still chose to disclose it, because sooner or later we would have to face that crazed young girl. Rather than turn to confusion and self-disruption from the surprise at that time, it was better to give an early warning shot now and prepare for future actions.
Sandora was obviously aware of the “Undying” plan, but she clearly did not expect that Little Pandora, a main participant in that grand but ultimately halted project, was involved. For the emergence of Visca, even the Queen, who had seen her fair share of sorrows and joys, couldn’t help but express her profound emotion.
What comforted me was that everyone had a great deal of sympathy for Visca and supported my decision. Of course, Lin Xue’s prediction also played a role—knowing that assisting the other party would bring a huge aid in the future, nobody would want to try and see what would happen if they attempted to eliminate her. This was no game; there were no chances to start over after a game over.
“I really want to know what those guys are delaying us for now.”
I bent down to caress Little Pandora’s head, then turned my gaze to a cluster of dark dots that had suddenly appeared in the distance.
Another group of enemies, but this time, they weren’t likely here to slow our pace as Mixed Soldiers. Having reached the edge of the Eastern Continent, it was difficult to engage in any more delaying tactics, so what we were facing was likely a real confrontation, divorced from strategy and schemes, simply a head-on clash.
Lin Xue glanced at me, then said, “I’ll do my best, but I’m already experiencing significant interference here. Don’t get your hopes up too high—prophets aren’t quite suited for such scenarios. The desperate fighting is up to you, my Knight.”
Having said that, Lin Xue turned and made her way toward the entrance of the Command Tower, while I focused my attention on the increasingly distinct black silhouettes.
