The sky is still slightly dim.

It is early morning at this time, and although the sun has not fully risen, its brilliance is gradually illuminating the sky.

A squad of griffins are spreading their wings and soaring in the sky.

This squad consists of five griffins, their feathers bright and their figures majestic, their enormous eagle wings fluttering powerfully, carving graceful arcs in the sky.

Their sharp claws are clad in iron armor, enhancing the claws' destructive power to a new level; both their chests and foreheads are covered with metal armor plates, providing extra protection.

Upon closer observation, it is apparent that each griffin here is one or two circles larger than ordinary griffins.

If you were to perform level identification on them, it would certainly be astonishing—each griffin has reached Level Eight.

In this world, for mounts or pets, this is already quite a high level.

After all, in most cases, the level-up of pets or mounts mainly relies on Experience Stone, allowing them to gain experience through combat, which is far less efficient than intelligent life.

From this, it is sufficient to infer the extraordinary nature of this griffin squad.

They are a newly promoted Soul Guardian team of the Night Watcher.

At this moment, they are tasked with an escort mission.

Now we can see a flying carpet floating among the griffin group, with an elderly white-bearded man sitting on it. He is not wearing traditional magic robes, but rather attire more similar to work machinery.

For a mage, such attire is indeed somewhat "demeaning," but this white-bearded elder apparently doesn't mind at all.

Besides him, there is another person—Toby.

"Teacher, what exactly are we escorting this time? It actually requires a Soul Guardian team to provide protection?" Toby whispered in a low voice.

Although he hasn't been a formal Night Watcher member for long, he has indeed witnessed the powerful strength of the Soul Guardian team.

After all, he was once rescued by a young Soul Guardian team in that strange space of the underground altar.

The intense battles of Tyr and others greatly refreshed his worldview.

Now, deploying a team of the same level for escort, it is predictable that the items his teacher is carrying must be exceedingly valuable.

Hearing his student's question, the white-bearded elder mage smiled proudly, patting the storage box at his waist.

"Good stuff, you will know then. You also need to learn how to assemble and maintain it."

Before long, the squad arrived at the front line camp.

The place they arrived at is the frontline battlefield, which is also the area with the largest troop concentration in the entire offensive area.

Blake was analyzing intelligence in the camp, asking his assistant beside him, "How's the situation? Have we detected any movements of the rats?"

The assistant nodded.

"Just as you expected, the rats ahead have once again called for support, more rat troops are gathering ahead of us."

However, based on information we obtained internally from the rats, other defense line generals have expressed dissatisfaction with their behavior.

Although they are indeed facing the largest number of enemy troops, other defense lines also urgently need more rats for defense.

The rats have set up five defense lines, if any line is breached, it will lead to the complete failure of their defense strategy."

Blake listened and nodded.

"So, the number of rats gathering now is approaching their limit?"

The assistant didn't dare give a definite answer, just saying: "The support troops are gradually decreasing, and within a short period, they may stop reinforcing. Unless the war breaks out globally, there should be no more rat troops reinforcing ahead.""

At this moment, a soldier walked into the tent, whispering a few words in Blake's ear.

Blake's face instantly showed a joyful smile.

"What we need has arrived, come, let's take a look."

They left the command camp, clearly seeing in the rear of the frontline camp, a blank stone tower stood upright.

This stone tower is about thirty meters high, but strangely, it seems to have no practical use, except for making this space appear more open, like a perplexing unfinished building.

The griffin-riding Soul Guardian team has landed on the top of the stone tower.

Blake led the people to the top of the tower.

"General Blake, this should be the installation location you selected, right?" asked the white-bearded elder.

Seeing the other party act straightforwardly without any pleasantries, Blake also cut the small talk, directly nodding.

"That's right, the weapon I applied for is placed here. I've studied its data standards, this platform's data should suffice to support the weapon's launch, right?"

When the white-bearded elder heard, he showed a bright smile: "Of course, this is a perfectly standard launch platform, it can fully accommodate the weapon here."

However, installation requires some time, during my installation, please try not to let too many people approach the surroundings, to avoid interfering with the Magic Power fluctuations here."

"No problem, I will make arrangements."

With that, Blake glanced at the assistant next to him, both nodding.

Soon, everyone retreated. Except for the griffin Soul Guardian team continuing to provide defense, only Toby and his teacher remained.

As the space atop the tower cleared, the white-bearded elder opened the box at his waist.

The box instantly unfolded into a space plane, one alchemy equipment after another emerged from it.

The elder raised the Magic Staff, using Magic Power to control these pieces of equipment slowly floating.

"What I taught you, right? You do the basic installation work."

Upon hearing this, Toby rubbed his hands in excitement, couldn't help but swallow. Although he has practiced assembling and dismantling this type of equipment several times, he still couldn't help being somewhat nervous.

Under his operation, a giant alchemy weapon gradually took shape.

This weapon is located at the center of the platform, occupying most of the table space.

Most parts float in the air relying on Magic Power and crystal connections, extending a very thick gun barrel, which is thick enough to accommodate a person.

The barrel adopts a hollow structure, densely engraved with runes; the base is a huge intelligent machine, several head-sized crystals float nearby, constantly gathering energy.

In this way, an extremely fantastical alchemy cannon tower was completed.

"Exterminator, it's finished."

"Why name it such a strange name?" Toby couldn't help but curiously ask.

He always found this alchemy cannon platform's model name very peculiar.

"This thing was originally an unintended outcome. The original design goal was to create a dispersal-type attack for large-scale bombardment guns,

However, it turned into this kind of peculiar launch weapon. But for those weak rats, it's simply the best exterminating tool, so it got retained.

More importantly, its launch appearance looks particularly intimidating."

Despite the elder mage "devaluing" it with these words, it cannot be denied that this is still one of the stronger creations in the current Night Watcher's alchemy experiments.