The old man didn't say anything else, but just grinned, revealing his sparse and yellow teeth, his face full of a sinister look of confidence.
"Yes, Your Excellency the Priest!" The recorder quickly put several crystals engraved with runes into the space bag he carried with him, speaking in a respectful tone.
The Dark Church team in the open space quickly took action and began to clean up the golems and remaining ritual items, and their movements returned to their previous quiet and neatness.
They knew that their core mission had been accomplished.
Behind the shadow of the rock wall, Mark completely retracted his head, his cold body seeming to be even colder than the surrounding air.
The old man's words pierced his heart like an icicle.
Trap coordinates... space markings... calculation core position... projection anchor points of three fortresses... Deepforge Dwarves stopped and stationed!
These words collided wildly in his mind.
I see!
Those huge and cold "watchtowers" on the edge of the rift are not for defense or garrisoning, nor are they used as battering rams to smash things!
They are "anchor points" and "space beacon transmitters"!
The power previously activated by the prism on top of the fortress was projecting a positioning signal to this complex valley space shrouded by the residual power of the stars!
The two "Lord of Whispers" golems carried by the people of the Dark Church, the starlight stone pieces in their hands are some kind of magic resonance detectors.
They were brought to a specific location at the bottom of the valley, receiving specific feedback from the fortress signal in the fog and chaotic energy field at the bottom of the valley.
It's like sending sound waves in the dark to detect terrain echoes.
Combined with the faint resonance between the stone flake itself and the power of the star debris at the core of the rift, the specific coordinates of the "Deep Furnace" dwarf branch were finally located.
This is an extremely complex positioning system!
Black Anvil built a beacon fortress in the open, while the Dark Church secretly carried detectors into the valley to collect feedback data, which was then combined with the deductions and calculations of the Star-Moon Church...
The three religions have joined forces to weave a deadly web, just to find and completely destroy the "Deep Furnace" branch of the Graybeard Clan hiding here!
Enzo's people... are like rats trapped in the deepest part of a cave. They may think that they are safe because of the natural advantages of the Frostwhisper Rift, but in fact, their coordinates are being accurately calculated step by step!
It had a bit of the same flavor as the long and short radio wave positioning from his previous life. If Mark hadn't learned something from Monica, he probably wouldn't have understood what the old man from the Dark Church was saying.
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The biting wind blowing through the valley picked up tiny ice crystals, which lashed against the rugged rocks, making sharp whimpers.
Mark huddled in the shadow of a huge frozen rock in the direction pointed by the starlight stone, with Xiao Mu's warm body pressed against his chest. However, his soul perception was like an invisible spider web, firmly locking onto the team of dark church members who were quietly retreating on the cliff path.
"Trap coordinates... space markings... calculation of core position..." Mark silently repeated the key words he had heard before in his mind.
The old priest's proud words still echoed in his mind.
The Star-Moon Church will use these three sets of valley bottom spatial markings, combined with the "anchor point" spatial vibration data emitted by the fortresses above, to accurately calculate the three-dimensional coordinates of the "Deep Furnace" dwarf hiding place.
Once completed, the Deepfurnace branch of the Graybeard Clan, which has been hiding for who knows how long, will be completely exposed to the claws of the jackals.
"Passing on information..." Mark's fingertips unconsciously twisted the ice chips on the corners of his clothes, and he could almost clearly "taste" the anxiety coming from the depths of his soul.
Calling Anna and Monica through soul link?
The distance was too far, and the chaotic and sticky energy deep in the rift was like a real quagmire, which could not be penetrated by soul perception at all.
Release Xiao Mu to deliver the letter?
Not to mention whether Xiao Mu can accurately find the two women in the Star-Moon Church, the difficult-to-identify terrain on the ice field and the ubiquitous ice field monsters are enough to make this plan full of unknown risks.
time!
Time is the most deadly enemy!
The people of the Dark Church have completed the coordinate calibration, and the calculations of the Star-Moon Church may end at any time.
Perhaps at this moment, Prioress Eliza is deducing the results from the star chart, while Saru is sharpening his knife in the Dark Sanctuary.
By the time the intelligence is confirmed among several forces, personnel are organized, and then a thundering attack is launched... the time window left for the Enzo people may be frighteningly short.
"Damn it..." Mark cursed silently and buried his numb cheeks deeper into the facekini with three-color texture that imitated Xiao Mu.
The icy magic tickled his body, but it made his confused thoughts suddenly clear for a moment.
It’s too late!
The two bright starlight rays flashed through his mind like lightning.
Straight, stable, with a sense of traction from the magic of the stars.
That was the signal arrow that tore through the fog, pointing to none other than the true location of the "Heart of the Star Skeleton"!
The core of power, which is said to be in the hands of the Deepfurnace Dwarf branch, is like an invisible magnet, attracting starlight rays of the same origin.
The Dark Church needs to be careful in collecting data and accurately positioning because they want to avoid alerting the enemy and ensure a single strike to destroy the Deep Furnace stronghold.
They couldn't just follow the rays and force their way in, as they might get lost in the complex valley or alert the other party in advance.
But Mark doesn't need it!
He didn't come here to destroy anyone.
His goal is simple.
Find Enzo's people, find the damn "Heart of the Star Relics", find out the truth of all this conspiracy, and then... at least help Enzo and his people leave this icy hell alive!
Of course, if we dig deeper, we will find out whether the dwarves of Black Anvil are Enzo's fellow tribesmen.
Mark couldn't give an answer, so Enzo had to make the final decision himself.
All their team can do now is to support Enzo and protect the most vulnerable team first.
"Direction...just follow the direction of the light..."
Mark's eyes were surprisingly bright in the shadows, like two burning charcoal fires.
Although the starlight ray has dissipated, the subtle "burn marks" left by the ray on the chaotic icy energy and the natural traction of the same source force when it passed through this space.
In his soul perception, which had been tempered by the extreme cold at the bottom of the valley, it was like the afterglow of a lighthouse in the night sea!
On the other side, the Dark Church team's presence completely disappeared at the end of the cliff path. They returned to the camp to claim credit, feeling relieved that their mission was completed.
Mark finally checked his surroundings, especially to see if there were any residual surveillance fluctuations or trap spells in his perception.
"Xiao Mu." He patted the warm slime ball in his arms, his voice very low, with a desperate determination, "We won't follow their routine. They calculate their coordinates, we... go directly to confront the real culprit!"
"Mum!" Little Mu gave a short and firm response, as if he also felt the determination of his master.
It twisted, its mimicking texture becoming more consistent with the mottled texture of the valley floor where permafrost and ice meet.
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