From the top of the rift valley to the bottom.

The descent seemed to last a century, or perhaps only a few dozen minutes.

In extremely dangerous environments, the sense of time is always blurred.

Finally, the hard touch under my feet turned into an uneven, frosty ground mixed with gravel that made a slight "crunching" sound when stepped on.

The bottom has finally been reached.

Following the scent of the Dark Church team ahead, they crept for several hundred meters through the bushes and weeds at the bottom of the valley.

Mark's vision was still blurry, but he could faintly hear the dark cultists' deliberately suppressed conversations in front of him.

Mark was like a real shadow, sneaking up silently with the help of the sparse and twisted ice bushes at the bottom of the valley that emitted a faint blue glow.

The fog in front seemed to be dispersed by an invisible force here, forming an open space of dozens of square meters.

The figure of the Dark Church team became clear again.

The two believers carrying huge bags looked extremely tired. They carefully placed the bags on the ice in the middle of the clearing.

The old man with the staff hunched his back, and his cloudy eyes scanned the surroundings, but he did not sense the presence of other people or monsters.

After confirming it was safe, a low curse with a certain blasphemous rhythm began to flow from his dry lips.

His skinny fingers traced in the air, and invisible lines of dark magic fell, quickly etching a complex and twisted circular magic circle with a radius of about three meters on the ice surface.

The array pattern was dark red, flowing with an obviously ominous energy.

Then the package was roughly untied.

Inside were not the star debris that Mark had expected, but two humanoid golems made entirely of jet-black metal, with their surfaces covered with fine spikes and grooves!

They are about one person tall, with a terrifying appearance. Their joints are not normal elbow joints, but are made up of clusters of wriggling shadows, emitting a cold and deep aura.

If Mark is not mistaken.

This is exactly the creation beloved by some beings in the dark pantheon - the "Lord of Whispers".

This is also one of the reasons why the Dark Church was once criticized by the Holy Light Church as the Evil God Church and the Abyss Church.

Although the Dark God himself does not possess any divine traits associated with corruption, the Lord of Whispers under his command has repeatedly tempted the angels of Holy Light to fall...

No wonder the Holy Light Church targeted the Dark Church in the later stages of the church melee.

Mark was slightly distracted and looked at the field again.

Each golem's hands, covered with fine metal thorns, were tightly holding an object.

They are two palm-sized pieces of stone.

The stone itself is as black as ink, but its surface is like the deep night sky, inlaid with tiny sand-like, constantly flickering starlight!

It was the source of the “power of frozen stars” that Mark had sensed before!

Now seeing these things with his own eyes, Mark had a very familiar sense of déjà vu.

At this moment, the two stone pieces were freed from their restraints, and the starlight on their surfaces flowed more actively, as if they had life, emitting a sacred and pure light.

This light formed an extremely strong contrast and confrontation with the dark aura of the golem, as if light and darkness were fighting fiercely on the surface of the stone.

The golem's arm, gripping the stone slab tightly, made a slight "hissing" sound, like cold water dripping into boiling oil, and the dark energy was suppressing the starlight.

"The ceremony cannot be delayed!"

The old man with the staff chanted the spell suddenly, and the core of the magic circle suddenly lit up with a dark red blood light!

The light seemed to have life, wrapping around the bases of the two golems.

As the old man's syllables became increasingly high-pitched and harsh, the shadows inside the bodies of the two "Lord of Whispering" golems let out sharp hisses, and tremendous dark magic power was forcibly injected into the stone slabs!

The black stone trembled violently, and the flickering starlight on it suddenly became extremely bright and rapid!

Mark held his breath, his wine-red eyes (these were Xiao Mu's eyes under mimicry, but the perspective was Mark's) fixed on the golem.

The next moment——

Buzz!

Two extremely concentrated, blazing and dazzling starlight rays, like sharp swords piercing through the thick fog, suddenly burst out from the core of the two stone pieces!

The ray pointed straight to an unknown direction deep in the valley and instantly disappeared into the rolling white mist.

The strong starlight energy tore through part of the thick fog, briefly revealing the front to everyone.

It was a darker area that was deeper, rocky, and covered with frozen vegetation.

The rays lasted only four or five seconds.

The time was short, but Mark saw it clearly!

That wasn't an energy attack, but more like a precise positioning signal! The emission of a beacon!

The ceremony ended, the restless shadow energy in the golem calmed down, the light faded, and the golem and the stone shards returned to their previous dangerous state of confrontation and balance.

The starlight rays dissipated, and the surrounding white mist quickly closed again as if it had life. The valley was once again submerged in thick fog, leaving only the dark red embers of the magic circle on the ground slowly extinguished.

A little cold sweat broke out on the old man's forehead, and he was instantly frozen by the cold.

He sighed deeply, leaning on his staff, his voice hoarse with obvious fatigue and a hint of relief:

"It's done... Coordinate calibration complete, signal stable, direction clear."

He turned to look at a cultist beside him who was recording something. "It's exactly the same location as last night's test at Fort B-4. Not a millimeter off."

A dark cultist who looked like the team leader nearby responded in a low voice, "How far can this wave travel? Will those dwarves in Deep Furnace notice it?"

"Hmph." The old man sneered and confidently put away his staff. "It uses the directional magic power condensed from the star fragments. The energy is exactly the same as the star heart they possess, and it only spreads along a specific spatial line.

"Unless the people from Deep Furnace are within a hundred cubits in front of us, or there happens to be a high-level detection array covering this direction, otherwise... it's absolutely impossible.

"This starlight isn't an attack in nature, but rather a resonance of the power of the Deep Valley Star Remains Heart. It will only be drawn to the source deep within the core. The trajectory of the wave feedback has now been fully recorded..."

The old man looked around at the team members around him, his cloudy eyes gleaming with the faint light of success:

"This means that the Deepforge dwarves, who thought they were hiding deep in the dungeons, haven't been carrying out large-scale mana-shielding movements recently. They've stopped, most likely building a temporary base in a hidden mine or ancient ruins, believing it's completely safe. Haha... they stopped at the perfect time!"

"Integrate this data immediately, along with yesterday's measurements from the east side S-7 and the main peak A-1 fortifications," the old man instructed, pointing to the recorder. "Submit it to the guys from the Star-Moon Church back there. With these three sets of spatial markings at the valley floor in different directions, plus the spatial vibration data from the 'anchor point' projected by the fortress, the specific three-dimensional coordinates of the 'rat's nest' where the Deepfurnace dwarves are hiding can be quickly calculated. Then..."