Time passed slowly in the encampment near the borders of the Efrana nation.
The elder overseeing the situation had used the inscriptions on the ship to create a gray cloud that covered Noah's mansion and some of the tents set up around it, it seemed as if that area was still part of the mystical fog from the distance.
Kate and some of the cultivators that studied formations worked to set up the teleportation matrixes in a room inside Noah's mansion, his quarters already had some sort of defensive measures which made them the safest place where to set a connection with the archipelago.
The other cultivators from the Hive were busy patrolling the area or investigating its surroundings, they had to come in contact with the other tribes and probe their power, the mission of the group was to recruit more manpower after all.
Meanwhile, Noah was in seclusion, focusing on his centers of power.
