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Chapter 86 The Unexpected Discovery of the S-Class Secret Realm Atlantis

On the other side of the earth.

Europa, the ancient temple.

In the underground meeting room of the ancient castle, candlelight flickered, illuminating the faded insignia of the Knights of the Order on the walls.

At the end of the long table, the highest commander of the Europa Alliance Knights, codenamed Arthur Pendragon, was calmly flipping through a document.

The document, though thin, made the dozen or so representatives from various European countries present feel extremely uneasy.

"The Gray Wolf Squad has been completely wiped out."

"Eight of the White Eagle Empire's top special forces soldiers, equipped with at least half of their gear as A-grade custom equipment, including an S-grade longbow, crossed the border into the snowy plains of northern China with the goal of capturing an ordinary border sentry. The result... they were all wiped out before they could even break through the sentry's defenses."

He gently placed the document on the table, the paper making a barely audible sound as it touched the mahogany surface.

"Gentlemen, what are your thoughts on the White Eagle's defeat?"

No one speaks.

Those present were all rulers of established empires, and they understood better than anyone what this battle report meant. It wasn't just a military failure for the White Eagle Empire; it was China flexing its muscles to the world.

"Where did the Chinese get all this equipment?" A representative from France broke the silence, his fat fingers tapping nervously on the table. "Our intelligence agencies haven't been able to infiltrate their logistics system. The equipment seems to have appeared out of thin air!"

"Appeared out of thin air?" Arthur smirked. "Nothing in this world appears out of thin air. Unless, they've mastered a more efficient form of 'alchemy' that we don't know about."

The word "alchemy" made everyone present look even more grim.

They understood perfectly well that the so-called "alchemy" was a high-level secret technique, especially one produced by S-level secret realms. The White Eagle Empire had established its current hegemony precisely by monopolizing these resources.

But now, it seems that China has found another path.

Just as the atmosphere in the conference room reached its peak of tension, a deep humming sound came from the deepest part of the temple.

hum-

The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed to directly affect the soul, causing everyone present to tremble.

"It's the Golden Compass!" A priest in white robes stumbled into the meeting room, his face a complex mix of terror and ecstasy. "My lord! The compass... the compass is moving!"

Arthur suddenly stood up, took a step, and his figure appeared at the doorway more than ten meters away. The others, forgetting their embarrassment, followed him.

The deepest chamber of the temple was sealed by a heavy runic stone door.

This place houses the most prized possession of the European Union – the Golden Compass.

This legendary item, passed down from ancient times, is said to be able to predict the opening of major secret realms and is one of the foundations upon which the Europa Alliance stands.

But it has been dormant for too long, so long that many people think it is just a symbolic totem.

Since the Stargate descended...

The totem came to life.

On the stone platform in the center of the secret chamber, a palm-sized golden compass floated in mid-air, radiating a soft golden light.

The pointer on the dial no longer points to a fixed position, but spins wildly like a drunkard, emitting a "buzzing" resonance.

Everyone held their breath.

"Record the coordinates!" Arthur ordered in a deep voice.

The intelligence officer immediately activated the energy monitoring device next to him, and a massive stream of data began to refresh rapidly on the screen.

"Energy fluctuation level... S-rank! No, it's continuously rising!"

"Coordinates locked... Location: Mid-Atlantic, near the Bermuda Triangle!"

"The area is shrouded in an unknown fog, which our satellites cannot penetrate... Wait, the compass's energy is resonating with the fog! It's deciphering the rules of the fog!"

On the screen, a blurry coordinate point gradually becomes clear under the impact of countless data streams.

Just then, the wildly spinning compass needle suddenly stopped.

With a crisp "ding," the pointer precisely pointed to the coordinates shrouded in mist.

The next second, the compass shone brightly, and a golden beam of light shot into the sky, projecting a dynamic holographic image onto the dome of the secret chamber.

It was an ancient city that sank to the bottom of the sea.

A magnificent temple, pristine white pillars, and strange creatures with half-human, half-fish bodies hovering above the city. In the city's center, a colossal energy tower is slowly activating; the light gathering at its summit seems capable of tearing through the barrier of the sea, establishing a connection with something in the outside world.

The video ends with a freeze-frame on the ancient text above the temple gate.

"Atlantis..."

A professor, an expert in ancient languages, uttered the name in a trembling voice.

Silence fell.

The entire sealed room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Fanaticism was written all over everyone's faces.

Atlantis!

A legendary lost civilization sunk to the bottom of the sea, the most mysterious and richest of the S-class secret realms! Legend has it that the treasures of the sea god are buried there, possessing ancient technology that could leapfrog human civilization.

For centuries, countless explorers have tried to find its entrance, but all have returned empty-handed.

Unexpectedly, it reappeared before the world at this time, in this way.

God bless Europe!

Someone shouted first, and then, a frenzied cheer erupted in the secret room like a landslide and a tsunami.

"This is divine guidance! It is our chance to restore our glory!"

"If we can obtain the treasures of Atlantis, we can break free from the White Eagle's control!"

"What are the Chinese? Their meager equipment is nothing but scrap metal in the face of the Sea God's legacy!"

Arthur did not join in the cheers; he simply stared intently at the coordinates of the sea area locked by the golden light, his eyes gleaming with an unusual light.

The White Eagle's hegemony is built on its monopoly over high-level dungeons.

The rise of China broke this monopoly.

Now, the Golden Compass has pointed out a third path for Europe.

"Pass on my orders." Arthur's voice cut through the noise. "Summon all active knights, all A-rank and above, and assemble at Gibraltar Port within three days."

"Furthermore," he paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, "we must maintain a tight cord. I don't want our 'friends' across the Atlantic, or our 'neighbors' to the east, to know anything about Atlantis before our fleet arrives."

"This time, we will not only reclaim our glory."

"We must also make it clear to the whole world who the true masters of this planet are!"