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Chapter 1213 - 828: Void Fluctuations (Part 2)

So they need to remain vigilant forever.They cherish the unique tranquility and warmth of Hamilton and are unwilling to see any crisis break it.

Time slowly passes in such work.

This is the work of the Night Watcher Squad at the outpost.

Stable and monotonous, yet relaxing and pleasant.

The sun slants to the west, and the sunset dyes the fields into a gorgeous amber.

Just as they completed the investigation of Block Four and were preparing to return to the outpost through an orchard laden with heavy apples.

Bran’s detector suddenly emitted a high-frequency buzzing, completely different from before.

The pointer violently oscillated in the rarely touched red zone of the dial, and the crystal core shimmered with unstable purple cold light.

"Captain!"

Bran’s voice carried a hint of uncertain tension.

"This reading... the fluctuation pattern is very strange! The intensity is not very high, but the frequency configuration is something I’ve never seen before, there are many possibilities, it’s definitely not safe."

He handed the instrument to Old Jack and Eira to see and quickly sketched the strange waveform and recorded the precise values on a blank page of the log book.

Eira frowned slightly: "It’s not a common elemental disturbance, nor the aura of demon pollution... there’s no similar fluctuation of evil gods, it feels... very ’empty’?"

Mog’s thick fingers gently brushed the instrument’s casing, and his bark-like face was also heavy: "There’s a slight sense of withering... a very subtle destructiveness."

Old Jack carefully reviewed the data, then warily surveyed the surroundings; apart from the chirping of autumn cicadas and the rustling of wind-blown fruits, everything was normal.

"Can’t tell precisely."

After all, they were just the outpost team of the Night Watchers, and although they belonged to the Night Patrol, they didn’t have much related experience.

They could only identify the most normal, experienced, and likely type.

Fortunately, the communication ability of the Night Watchers was beyond doubt.

Since there was uncertainty, it was best to let the professionals handle it.

He decisively decided, "Send it back to headquarters for comparison immediately! Ensure the records are complete."

With this unsettling anomaly, the squad set out for home.

Following the countryside path, they saw the outline of the town from afar.

Under the golden glow of the setting sun, the windmill of the mill slowly turned, cows mooed as farmers herded them back to the pen, and the enticing aroma of baking bread wafted from several farmhouses.

Seeing all this, Eira took a deep breath, "I really hope it’s just an equipment malfunction."

Old Jack nodded silently, but his gaze grew deeper; this land, bearing the ordinary happiness of countless people, was the reason for their existence.

Their outpost was quite special.

The special aspect was that it was one of the first established outposts.

What does it mean to be one of the first established outposts?

It means that when the Night Watchers began setting up outposts under Kana’s plan, they were among the first seafarers.

And this outpost was built at that time.

It’s been over ten years.

And they were fortunate to still be the same team from ten years ago.

They were both Night Watchers and members of this town.

Some young people in the town were even ones they watched grow up.

Some talented ones, with their recommendation, had long become Night Watchers, shining at the front lines.

It could be said.

This town, to some extent, had already become a member of the Night Watchers within another nation’s borders.

Back at the solid stone house of the outpost, Bran quickly connected to the Night Watchers’ dedicated encrypted "channel."

Bran connected the instrument, carefully reiterated his findings, and accurately injected all recorded anomaly waveforms and data into the blue light through a mini array controlled by his fingertips.

The blue light then transformed it into a special rune code, sending this rune code through the channel.

"Data sent, Hamilton Outpost, Block Four Edge."

After sending, he heavily leaned against the back of his chair, rubbing his brow.

A vague worry loomed in his heart.

He was already an old Night Watcher.

This vague worry let him know, instinct was warning him.

The likelihood of danger was higher.

Sigh.

Thousands of miles away, standing at the core of the vast land, the heart of the Night Watchers—Ring Tower City.

The giant black tower rose silently like a sky-piercing giant, stabbing into the clouds.

Orbiting its structure, floating islands and castles housed countless functional departments, guarding the central moon like stars.

Below lay the densely packed city.

Within one of the smaller floating towers, whose outer walls shimmered with complex arcane rune light, the Anomalous Energy Fluctuation Monitoring Department operated quietly.

This was the nerve ending under the wisdom brain of the Great Library.

In the spacious hall, over a dozen personnel in scholar robes or practical attire focused on the countless rune light screens floating before them, data flowing like rivers.

An Arcane Mage, with slightly elongated elf ears, lightly tapped the screen, receiving regular reports from everywhere.

As the heart of the Night Watchers.

Some experimental results from the Earthly Divine Kingdom had secretly begun to collect data.

Even these Night Watchers were unaware that what they used was related to this plan.

To them, it was simply a variation and application of the datafied power blessed upon the Night Watchers.

Suddenly, a new data stream with the "Hamilton—Outpost Squad Routine" mark flowed in.

The young human operator responsible for the East District channel—Cassandra, subconsciously raised her brow.

She skillfully accessed the data, and the unique waveform immediately unfolded on her personal light screen.

Her slender fingers swiftly navigated the air, pulling up the massive anomaly energy database for high-speed cross-checking.

This was the Night Watchers’ alchemy computing brain.

This was the blood magic alchemy technology.

"Index library: East District anomaly waveform comparison... exclude elemental tide... exclude secondary plane leakage... exclude known abyss pollution waveform..."

"Sub-index: Unknown energy waveform... frequency characteristic analysis..."

"High-level match: Similar records... key feature association..."

"Keyword match: ’Bone Skull Lord’ relic fluctuation?... no match... world barrier stress detection... deviation too large... retrieving associated records... historical archives... void... searching..."

"...Match! Historical dossier: Void Vanguard Army... fourth invasion omen... Spreader energy characteristic... similarity 92.7%!"

Cassandra gasped suddenly, her pupils shrinking, her fingers freezing instantly, her face turning ashen.

"No... impossible!"

She whispered in a low voice, with undeniable horror, "Void energy! It’s the anomalous void fluctuation value! This... this means a Void Rift... is about to force open in the Hamilton area!"

Void, the source of apocalypse.

The reason for the Night Watchers’ existence.

Every Night Watcher knew.

Even someone like her in a clerical position had faced the baptism of the void.

It was just because in the face of this void baptism, she couldn’t lift a sword, which brought her here.

The existing void pits were numbered.

With the Four Gods expelled, except for the Blood God.

With the eradication of the Evil Rat.

With Kana’s ascension to divinity.

Under the accumulation of the two evil gods’ power, the world reconstructed its barrier.

This, though only a temporary measure.

But it still allowed the world to have quite a few years without the continuation of void rifts.

But now.

Is it starting again?

The alarm runes instantly flashed blinding scarlet light in the department hall, a piercing buzzing shattered the calm!

The whole department was instantly frozen in a tense atmosphere.

"Minister! Top priority!"

Cassandra’s voice carried a slight tremor, the information had been transmitted to the higher-ups with the highest urgency.

"Confirmed location: Anwein Continent, Central Plains, near Hamilton!"

And the higher-up’s response was swift.

"Locate the nearest Soul Guardian Squad around the target location."

In times of such crisis, ensuring the presence of the highest combat power was the priority.

Otherwise, even if enough soldiers were dispatched, it would cause significant casualties faced with emerging legendary combat power.

This would be an extremely unreasonable plan.

It would lead to a great many unnecessary damages.

Therefore, in necessary crises, ensuring the presence of legendary combat power first was imperative.

The Soul Guardian Squad was born for such situations.

So it was a priority confirmed project.