After Amber left, Gawain quietly pondered the messages he had heard in the second Eternal Tablet.

He could feel that the second Eternal Stone tablet brought him not only a poem with a deep meaning and a view of what appeared to be a space facility's surveillance information, but also a subtle change in his spiritual world, similar to the feeling he had felt after coming into contact with the mysterious crystals left behind by Gawain Cecil.

Perhaps this frequent contact with the "relics" was reinforcing some kind of information link, and he felt that his connection with the surveillance satellite in space had become a little closer again, and it didn't seem to be an illusion......

After calming down his turbulent mental power a little, Gawain concentrated his attention and began to call for a satellite signal.

A view appeared and spread out of thin air in his mind, a familiar surveillance image from a space perspective, still covered in a hazy patch of color that looked like a thermal image (a map of the intensity of the mana), and at the top of the view, a monitoring report on the activity of the giant planet in the last few days.

Gawain ignored the monitoring reports he had already seen and began to concentrate on trying to adjust the top-down view.

Slowly, he felt that the perspective seemed to "loosen" a little......

In the far reaches of space, in the infinite darkness, in orbit hidden by the optical masking system, the surface of an extremely old space facility in orbit is shimmering with light.

It resembles an inverted flat-topped pyramid, with a grayish, metallic shell stamped with large black symbols, and a faint milky white light flow slowly moving between the overlapping shells of the inverted pyramid, indicating that the ancient device still has enough energy to function, but the light flow is intermittent - its energy core is clearly in a rather bad state.

And at some point, there was a sudden change at the end of the inverted pyramid pointing to the earth.

On that tiny plane, a group of extremely complex optical sensors formed a precise observation array, and in that particular moment, its observation array suddenly shook - and then again.

Optical sensors are trying to adjust their angles, and the mounting base of the observation array trembles – if sound can be transmitted here, it must be rattling. This process lasted for a few seconds, and then a stuck mechanism seemed to be released suddenly—the sensors came into motion, and the lenses, large and small, trembled almost wildly, until they recalibrated two seconds later, and everything was calm.

In those two seconds, Gawain spun around.

Facts have proved that the consequences of suddenly cutting a viewing angle into a dozen and then letting them frantically scan over a range of thousands of kilometers are extremely terrifying, and the mental pollution caused by them cannot even withstand the million-year-old satellite essence......

When everything finally stabilized, Gawain held on to the table and stood firm, and was extremely glad that he had sent Amber out, otherwise she would have been laughed at by the half-elf for more than half a year for her performance of falling on the ground just now, and worse, she might immediately run to Hetty and Rebecca and say, "Your ancestor has had a stroke......

She could do it—even though she knew she was going to be slapped on the wall by Gawain.

After standing firm, Gawain began to slowly adjust the image in his mind, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

In his mind's eye, the overhead image that was covered in large patches of color and couldn't see clearly finally became clear - he had found a way to turn off the "magic map filter", and now, he could see the world freely and clearly!

Although he still didn't see it as clearly as he had seen it back then, he was quite satisfied with it - this was an old satellite after all, and it was much more than he expected to turn off the filter now, and the slight blurring of the picture was completely acceptable.

That's mostly due to the aging of the lens group.

And he tried to turn the mana map back on - after a short delay, the mana map covered in the changing color patches resurfaced in his mind, much to Gawain's relief.

It's best that the filter can be turned on and off freely, after all, although the magic distribution map is not clear, it is an important basis for the early warning of the magic tide, and in all fairness, Gawain feels that it is even more valuable than the current high-definition picture.

In addition to the magic distribution map that can be opened and closed freely, Gawain also found that he can finally move the perspective and zoom in and out of the picture!

In his mind's eye, the vast expanse of the land was slowly moving, and he saw the mountains to the south of Cecil's realm, the frontiers on the north bank of the White Water River, the Kant and Glenn realms, and the plains of the Holy Spirit and the northern lands still covered in snow and ice......

After sweeping the circle of the Ansu Kingdom, Gawain began to shift his perspective to the south.

His vision returned to Cecil's territory, and slowly southward, over the Dark Mountains, over the Black Forest, which had swallowed up tens of thousands of warriors of the Expeditionary Force, and over the ribbon of plains that had once been an important grain producing area for Gondor...... He saw the wall of grandeur.

It was a bright arc of light, one giant Sentinel Tower (shield generator) after another supported by the various nodes of the arc, and the energy released by it formed an arc-shaped barrier, which was so large that even if he looked farther away, he could see the striking barrier even if he looked down from a more distant angle of space.

But after focusing his attention on the Gondor wasteland inside the barrier, the smile on Gawain's face faded.

Vast expanses of distracting ripples suddenly appeared in the frame, layers of distorted color patches and jittery pixels taking up almost all of his field of vision, and he could barely see anything in the Gondor wasteland!

Of course, Gawain could guess what it was—it was a powerful energy interference, the interference of the remnants of the demonic tide that was still entrenched in the wasteland!

That interference energy is so powerful? So much so that the monitoring satellites of Zenith Technology can't see through the situation inside the interference zone?

Gawain's brow furrowed, and then he guessed that maybe the satellite had a variety of different sensors and observation modes, and maybe it could deal with this interference, so he immediately activated the magic response observation, which was the only observation mode he had mastered other than high-definition images.

Gawain saw something different: it was an almost purple-black patch of magic that spread all over the screen.

This means that the intensity of the mana is extremely high within the observation area.

Gawain silently turned off the mana mode, feeling that it was useless, and not even as useful as the high-definition view.

Instead of immediately turning his "gaze" away, he continued to stay in the confines of the Gondor Wasteland obsessively, trying to concentrate and try to make up for the lack of images through high-end techniques such as blinking and brain mosaicing, in the process, he struggled to distinguish some of the terrain in the Gondor Wasteland through the flickering distractions and misplaced images, and compared them with the things in his memory.

He felt like he had found the scorch marks, he had seen the Great Plains of the wasteland, and he had seen some vague images of wriggling near the scorched marks...... What is that? Could it be a cluster of aberrations that are migrating?

Gawain frowned, trying to track down the wriggling images, but soon their images were blurry to the point of being indistinguishable.

While Gawain was trying to find other clusters of aberrations, a very faint flash of light suddenly appeared in the central region of the Gondor Wasteland, catching his attention.

He immediately focused all his energy (including blinking and mosaicing in his brain) on that area, and after waiting patiently for dozens of seconds, he observed another flash of light in that location.

Is that lightning in the clouds? It's not like ...... While much of the Gondor wasteland is covered in heavy radiation clouds, the center of the wasteland and most of the northern part are currently cloudless, with exceptionally high concentrations of magical energy......

Gawain guessed the possible answer—he knew what it was.

It was the imperial capital of the Gondor Empire, and the Deep Blue Mana Well was also there......

So it's most likely the glow of the wreckage of the Deep Blue Mana Well!

Gawain was taken aback by this conjecture of his own - after all these years, is there still a part of the Deep Blue Mana Well still running?! Wasn't it completely destroyed by the Demon Tide?!

But that slightly blue flash was obviously the light that could only be produced by the normal operation of the dark blue magic well! That's the arc that only happens when the reactor releases energy!

Gawain was intrigued by a strong curiosity, but it was completely impossible for him to see more from the surveillance footage - the interference was so severe that there was a limit to the power of blinking and removing mosaics in the blink of an eye.

Sensing the rapid drain of his mental power, Gawain reluctantly gave up the idea of observing more from the Gondor wasteland, and tried to pull his vision as far as possible - he wanted to see if he could observe beyond this continent.

After trying hard, the result was unexpected: no.

He realized that this limitation was probably determined by the satellite's position and the mechanics of the sensors - the satellite's observation range was really only this continent, and unless he could one day control the satellite's orbit change (if this satellite had this function), he probably couldn't see beyond the continent.

Of course, there is also an idea, that is, satellites that can be connected to other regions...... But Gawain always felt that this chance was better than changing the satellite to orbit...... He can't die on the spot and travel back to heaven again, right?

Then Gawain, like a child who had been given a new toy, began to toss with great interest the perspective he had just unlocked, and although the picture he saw when he zoomed in was far less clear than it was back then, it still made him very happy, and he would glance at St. Sunil twice, Aldenan at once, and occasionally in the direction of the Elven Empire, and in the process try to guess the truth from the vague mosaic below.

He tossed for a long time, until he was about to vomit.

Gawain sat back in his chair with his hands on the table, and said to himself that he couldn't play anymore—he would have vomited if he played a little longer...... It's just in time for Amber to come back, and he won't be able to save face at all.

And not long after he sat down like this, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door of the study.

Gawain knew it wasn't Amber - Amber rarely came in through the door, and even less could be heard from footsteps.

Listening to the heavy, powerful steps outside the door, he suspected that a heavily armed Byron or some big-shouldered guard had come to report the matter.

A moment later there was a knock on the door, and he answered, and the door to the study opened, and Pastor Wright stood in the doorway with his eyes wide and small.

Gawain: "......"

No wonder the pace is heavy and powerful!