The cold winter is coming to an end, but the undispersed fog still covers Aldernan for a long time. The undulating fog blurs the capital of Tifung, known as the "Millennium City", turning the towering spires and rows of roofs into strange silhouettes and illusions in the fog. Rosetta Augustus stood at the highest point of the Obsidian Palace and overlooked the city. The thick fog in front of him made him think of the war that was gradually spreading to the entire civilized world.

This war will not end soon. After the initial bloody battle like a storm and a crisis that was almost out of control, the territory and wasteland border of the civilized country are gradually turning into a certain stalemate. On the long front surrounding the ancient Gondor Empire, the two forces of order and chaos have increased and devastated, deeply entangled, and there is no sign of a huge change in the situation. Now that winter is about to end, the battle on the border may turn into white heat again with the arrival of the moon of recovery.

But even in such a stalemate, the scholars of the Cecil Empire seemed to have found some "way" to end everything.

"Is the blocking wall that runs through the wasteland of Gondor..." The ruler of the Tifeng Empire said in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself, "Dianna, what do you think about this?"

After Rosetta finished speaking, a tall figure suddenly appeared in the darkness beside him. The black-haired maid who had served the Augustus family for centuries had lowered her eyelids and her voice was gentle and respectful: "I'm sorry, my majesty, my knowledge reserves are not enough to interpret this problem - I don't know much more about the wasteland than ordinary anthropologists, and I can't judge whether the theoretical model proposed by Cecil scholars is correct."

"This model...is mostly correct. Its main proposer is Ms. High Tower. We all know what the real identity of that lady is," Rosetta said with a solemn expression. "The key is, what is the chance of success in building a 'blocking wall' - according to the information sent by Cecil, we need to build at least two blocking walls that run through the wasteland from north and south, east and west to terminate the operation of the 'chaotic realm'. For the alliance countries who have just recovered from the massive attack of the distorted body, this is already an extremely difficult thing to complete, and the group of dark priests in the wasteland and the 'sentinels' behind them are even more unlikely to sit by and watch us complete this matter..."

"It's true," Diana nodded slightly, "Those dark priests, regardless of the knowledge of the 'sentinel' behind them, will surely quickly react to the intentions of the alliance after we start building the blocking wall - as we go deeper into the wasteland, the pressure of blocking will definitely be greater."

"...But if Ms. Gaota proposed the theoretical model correctly, then this is the only way to end the disaster," Rosetta said in a deep voice. "And from the beginning, regaining the ancient Gondor Kingdom and breaking through the wasteland contaminated zone is the ultimate goal of the Alliance's 'Counterattack' plan. You should be clear that we have never given up on this plan."

"So, you've actually made a decision," Diana said calmly, "but you need a stronger reason to support you in this determination."

"...The Tifeng Empire now has no capital to make a second mistake. We need to mobilize the whole country to support this plan. Just as Gauven Cecil often said, there is no turning back. This means that I must carefully consider whether this plan is worthy of everything we bet on. In addition, there is a more important point: most of the countries in the alliance are just struggling to maintain the front line. The only countries that can march into the wasteland and push back are us and Cecil. Once we start to build blocking walls in the wasteland, then all the pressure will be concentrated on us in an instant. How much help can other alliance countries provide us in this situation? This is completely unknown..."

"You don't want to bet on Tifon's fate," Diana said frankly and calmly in his eyes, "This is a logical judgment, so do you want to hear from me?"

“It’s more than ever.”

"Seven hundred years ago, when the Deep Blue Well exploded, we didn't even have the qualifications to bet," Diana said slowly. "Your Majesty, we may not always have the opportunity to choose the 'best plan', or... in the absence of any other choice, the only road we can choose is the best plan."

"...Help me connect the dedicated line with Cecil," Rosetta pondered for a long time, and finally let out a soft sigh, "I want to talk to Gauvin Cecil directly."

...

The brilliance brought by the magic crystal stone lamp illuminated the deep and long corridor inside the elf border fortress "Fabudti". The towering narrow windows with exquisite patterns were embedded on the top of the corridor walls. The dim skylight outside could be seen. The silver queen Bellsetia, dressed in military uniform, walked quickly through the corridor. The crisp sound of the heels hitting the stone floor sounded.

The maid Elaine followed the queen step by step, keeping her head down slightly, whispering as she walked forward quickly: "...We have successfully repelled the aberrant legion that besieged Greta Fortress, but the southern highlands of Greta Fortress had fallen briefly and were occupied for more than four hours - now the magicians are checking the remaining traces in order to determine whether the monsters have cast rune stones near the highlands."

Belsetia didn't look back: "Is there a natural magic focus there? Are there any legends about forest spirits or paranormal phenomena in the local area?"

"Yes, there is a very powerful natural magic focal point in the southern highlands. Half of the magic towers in Greta Fortress rely on drawing magic from that focus to maintain automatic operation."

"Then assume that those monsters have succeeded, and this kind of post-investigation is of limited significance... No, let the mages continue to investigate. Perhaps they will really find valuable clues," Belsetia spoke quickly, "How is King Odris?"

Elaine immediately replied: "The king was injured, but he was not worried about his life. Now he has returned to the high mountain city to recuperate. Prince Lorraine and Ranger General Carl have taken over the defense of Greta Fortress. The Gaoling Kingdom has added troops to Greta. We have also sent a Millennium Warrior Order to support him. There should be no problem there."

"It should be fine to hold on - the key to the problem is the source of those distortions, their number exceeds expectations, and their route is unsettling," Belsetia frowned. "Do you remember the news that the scouts in the northwest direction had been sent back? There were a large number of traces of the aggregation of distortions on the northwest border of the Kaoling Kingdom...but there was no gap in the grand wall in that direction."

Elaine's steps subconsciously paused, and her expression became ugly: "You mean..."

"That was the Western Front Army that originally attacked the Agure Tribe State - we have received information before. An expeditionary force of the Cecil Empire had entered Agure and stopped the distorted man's operations on the Western Front," Belsetia glanced at her maid and said with a serious expression. "Now it seems that the information is correct, and... the distorted man army that originally attacked the Agure Tribe State began to move south."

Elaine slowly opened her eyes wide, she followed Belsetia's footsteps and seemed to want to say something, but the next second she noticed that the Silver Queen's steps suddenly slowed down and her expression changed slightly.

"Your Majesty?" Elaine said subconsciously, "What happened?"

"Elaine, turn back," Belsetia said quickly and said in a low voice, "Go to the next room with me."

Elaine was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted, immediately ordered the accompanying attendants and guards to retreat, and then walked to the nearest wooden door next to her with the Silver Queen - it was an empty room next to the corridor, which should be full of debris.

However, after Belsetia came to the wooden door that looked a little old and mottled, her expression suddenly became very serious. She adjusted her breathing before nodding to her close maid in a serious manner: "Okay, open the door."

Elaine took a deep breath, stepped forward and gently pushed open the plain-looking wooden door. With a "creak" sound, the door opened - but there was no room behind the door, and there was no trace of "Faboti" fortress.

It was an extremely open clearing of forests. It appeared behind an ordinary door in the Fortress of Fabouti in a strange way that completely violated common sense. A fresh and gentle breeze blew towards him, mixed with the breath of fresh soil and grass leaves that seemed real and illusory. There were countless towering ancient trees surrounding the clearing, making the distant sky light appear brilliant and fine shape among the treetops.

Elaine and Belsetia took steps forward and stepped through the "barrier" formed by the door. They stepped onto the soft grass, and a rustling sounded almost at the same time from the nearby woods, as if a huge body was passing through these plants and was about to appear in front of the two elves masters and servants.

Belsetia was not surprised by this. She was already familiar with what would happen next. She adjusted her expression and looked in the direction of the sound. The next second, a huge body shrouded in holy white light appeared in her sight. Amoen, the giant deer, walked through the path in the forest, stepped onto the clearing ground in the forest with elegant steps, and nodded slightly to Belsetia and Elaine: "I'm glad to see you are safe and I'm here again."

"Hello, Mr. Amoen," Belsetia immediately greeted the other party politely. This former god is now a "messenger" who communicates with the north and south ends of the mainland. His existence has extraordinary significance for the Silver Empire, which supports the situation on the southern battlefield. However, after saying hello, she immediately noticed that the state of the holy deer seemed slightly different from the last time she met. "Ah, you seem... a little smaller?"

She was sure that she read it right. Although Amoen still had a huge body today, she was definitely more than one round smaller than when she met last time. It seemed a bit strange to pay attention to such things at this time, but she still couldn't help but ask.

"Ah, this is a little intentional adjustment," Amoen looked down at himself and explained casually, "What you see is my incarnation, and I'm trying to change the form of my incarnation recently... don't care."

Belsetia actually wanted to ask why the other party suddenly did these things, but she felt that the situation was not suitable for the moment, so she forced herself to control herself and diverted her attention away, and asked with a serious expression: "Do you have any important information transmission this time?"

"Yes, but first I need to understand the situation on the battlefield on the southern front," Amoen lowered his neck, "What's the situation here?"

"...The defense line is still stable, but I must say that the situation is not very good and it may deteriorate at any time," Belsetia said calmly for less than a second. "The Greta Fortress on the northwest border of the Gaoling Kingdom has just encountered a fierce attack that is far beyond expectations. A large number of distortions are coming from the north, and we paid a great price to eliminate it, and this may be just the beginning."

Amoen's tone suddenly changed: "A large number of distortions surging from the north?"

"Yes - we judge that it should be the distorted legion of the deformed forces that had attacked the Western Front before," said Bellsetia. "The monsters have completed sufficiently after a brief collapse, and now... they are heading south."

"...This is crucial information," Amoen said in a deep voice, and then his tone changed, "this also means... the pressure on the southern line is about to increase rapidly."

“Yes, this is a predictable change.”

"...If the pressure on the Western Front subsides, the Western Expeditionary Force and the Earthly Dawn Aerospace Battle Group should be able to free up their combat power to move to the south. The Imperial fleet led by the Cold Winter will also enter the "Holy River" in the near future to provide support to the northwest border of the Kaoling Kingdom," Amoen said after a brief thought. This sounded comforting words were very necessary for the Silver Queen at this moment. Then he paused for a moment before speaking, "In addition, I came here to convey a plan this time - a plan formulated by Gauvin Cecil and Milmina, the 'Master of All Fa'."

"Uncle Gaowen and...the goddess of magic?" Belsetia couldn't hide her shock, "What do they want to do?"

“Forever end the 'running' of the wasteland," Amoen said word by word, "to completely end the disaster."

Perhaps it was because the other party said something too shocking, or perhaps it was after centuries of exploration and hard work that the Silver Queen could not believe that it would appear in front of her at this moment. She subconsciously asked: "...Be serious about this? What should they do?"

"Seriously, Milmina has found the mechanism behind the existence of wasteland and distortions. I have brought this detailed information. You can study it slowly with your scholars and consultants. As for the specific plan, we need to build at least two "blocking walls" in the wasteland to end the energy cycle in the chaos realm. And the most critical part of these "blocking walls"... is the purification technology provided by the Silver Empire to the mainland countries.

"Now, only Cecil, Tifon, and the Silver Empire, which was the first provider of this technology, are capable of manufacturing purification devices in the alliance."
Chapter completed!