"...It's getting close," Su'er muttered to himself, constantly thinking and speculating in his mind about the most likely movements of the races that were already in a chaotic war, as well as the shift in the battlefield's location.
Boom!!!
Even a long time after the strong light and the fire of the explosion appeared, the sound of the explosion slowly drifted over. A few seconds later, the scorching wind, along with the sand, dust, and those fluorescent green...
!!!
Su'er's face changed drastically. When he saw the fluorescent green light that was swept over, he instinctively turned around and curled up, blocking it with his cloak.
There was no doubt that these were the remains of recently killed Elf. If he were to be covered in them head-on... it might not just be a matter of flesh and blood pain.
Curling his body as small as possible, Su'er breathed in this small patch of air that he had specially protected. After a long while, the dust and black ash that were pushed into the outpost by the airwave finally settled down.
Standing up again, Su'er looked at the mess on the ground and the dust-covered telescope and sighed. Fortunately, the huge lens was not shattered, nor was it scratched much. Now, he just needs to turn his head to see the deep crater on the ground, without even needing to squint.
Compared to any previous attack, this explosion was even more dangerous. The outpost's already open view became even more open. The continuous towering stone pillars that used to block part of the view in the distance have now completely turned into a huge concave crater with an incredibly smooth surface.
What made Su'er feel the most amused was the sharp stone mountain that was forcibly created. To give an analogy, it was as if someone had used a spoon to dig out half a sphere from a square block of butter, and then dug out another half sphere right next to it. The strange sight that finally appeared was the one in front of him—a sharp stone mountain that was much lower than before.
If this terrain is not changed again in the great war that follows, then on the re-drawn map, Su'er has already thought of a name for this terrain... let's just call it Blade Mountain.
In the distance, a Dragon and a Gigant are fighting. For these races with almost infinite stamina, this small-scale war is only just beginning, at the stage of mutual probing. However, the steps of their mutual probing have already expanded the battlefield to a location very close to the settlement.
They might, at some unknown time, or even in the very next instant, wipe out the entire mountain body that leads the settlement to the surface with their stray projectiles. Fortunately, as soon as a Dragon and a Gigant were discovered meeting and fighting in the distance, the settlement immediately began the emergency transfer procedure to the next safe point.
It was as if a giant lying down had heavily turned over. The stable and peaceful life of five years, which didn't even feel like it was in a world filled with war and death, was mercilessly torn apart, and with it, the beautiful dreams of many people were also torn apart. The feeling of death hanging over their heads finally made them recall what kind of a cold world they were in, and how weak and powerless they were.
This more than five years of stable and peaceful life brought a large number of babies to the settlement. The soaring population also meant new hope. However, during such an emergency transfer and escape, the oldest of these babies could only run around on the ground, and the younger ones could only be carried or held by their parents. In addition, there were the supplies and tools that needed to be taken away. Even standing in the outpost, Su'er felt as if he could hear the cries of the babies echoing in the cave below.
The hope of Imanity's future is still at the stage of rolling around and playing on the ground.
Although it would have been possible to use the Elf's influence to shift the battlefield of this Dragon and Gigant, thereby avoiding such a cumbersome and dangerous migration, Su'er did not choose to do so—without a doubt, people would die during this migration. After all, even though the Werebeast, who considered Imanity as part of their diet, had withdrawn from the continent, the dangers that haunt this continent have never decreased. Su'er had also prepared for this.
He needed some fresh blood to unite the people who had forgotten their place. He needed those who were immersed in beautiful dreams to open their eyes and seriously look at this world.
It was getting close. What was getting close was not only the battlefield of the Dragon and the Gigant, but also that plan which was destined to be implemented over a long period of time. Now, they can finally take the first step.
Su'er heard the intentionally stomped footsteps behind him. Just as he could tell whether it was his father or mother who had returned when he was a child just by hearing the footsteps in the stairwell and the clinking of the keys on their waist, from that unique stride, Su'er also knew who had come up.
"How are things down there?" Su'er asked without turning his head.
"Much better than you imagine. It seems that a short time of only five years is not enough for a short-lived race like Imanity to forget everything, is it?" Think took off the hood on her head and said with a light laugh.
"...If they had forgotten everything, I would be even more troubled right now," Although he said this, to be honest, after hearing the news Think brought, Su'er was inevitably relieved and somewhat gratified.
Even if the giant's turn was a bit difficult, the giant had discarded the useless parts on its body in a very short time, and its movements were getting faster and more agile. That was enough.
"How's Riku?" Su'er asked again.
"Riku and Couronne are still down there organizing the transfer, but you don't have to worry about the things you told me about. I have been paying attention to his actions," Think walked to Su'er's side and continued, "After the migration is completed, he should bring a number of people who are willing to devote themselves to the cause together."
"Not too many, right?"
"Not too many."
"That's good."
Nodding in satisfaction, to be honest, in the initial stage of the current plan, Su'er did not intend to introduce too many people. Even though he did not plan to keep it a secret from all of Imanity, the initial part of the plan really did not require too many people.
"...By the way, starting from today, reduce the secret supply of materials from the Elf. The total amount only needs to be enough for most people to maintain a standard where they won't starve to death, but will always have a sense of hunger," Su'er paused for a moment before continuing, "At that time, only people who participate in the plan can get enough food. Control this line. In addition, those materials must all be brought back by us, the people who implement the plan. Make it eye-catching at that time."
"Okay~" Think, who completely understood the meaning of Su'er's words, just agreed lightly, "Is there anything else~"