218: Chapter 218 What is true nobility!

The carriage was very quiet, with most people closing their eyes to rest and adjust their state.

Half an hour later, the train slowly decelerated and finally stopped at a heavily guarded special area.

Everyone disembarked in turn, and a moist, slightly cool sea breeze carrying a salty, fishy scent hit their faces.

They were currently situated on the outskirts of a vast sea!

Before them was an immense, boundless blue sea with surging waves.

Waves crashed against the reefs on the shore, letting out bursts of roaring sound.

However, what drew everyone's attention was not the seascape, but the shocking, solemn sight at the sea's perimeter!

One after another, upright figures wearing uniform deep blue Huaxia Military Department maritime uniforms stood like sculptures at key positions, holding alloy cold weapons and scanning the surroundings with sharp eyes.

Their auras were linked, faintly forming a whole that exuded an air of iron blood and grim slaughter.

Looking as far as the eye could see, one could even see massive steel warships, like mobile fortresses, slowly patrolling the sea surface.

On the decks and by the gun turrets of the warships, dense figures of soldiers also stood.

Sunlight hit the cold metal hulls and the soldiers' armor, reflecting a frigid light.

Looking further into the distant sea, their vision became somewhat blurred.

But vaguely, they seemed to hear sounds coming from that direction, torn and intermittent by the sea breeze... sounds of fighting, roars, and the dull echoes of energy explosions!

That was the true front line of the battlefield!

Although most of the young prodigies present had experienced arena combat, when had they ever personally felt the atmosphere of a true, organized military war?

Many people's expressions turned solemn as they truly felt the heavy weight of the word "guarding."

Anya stepped forward first and flipped her delicate hand.

A token engraved with the royal emblem of the Elf Clan appeared in her palm.

The token emitted soft and unique energy fluctuations.

In front of the cordon, a soldier who was clearly an officer took a step forward, his gaze lingering on the token for a moment.

He then took a deep look at Anya and the team behind her, and his face immediately showed undisguised respect.

"Passage permit confirmed! Welcome, Princess Anya!"

The officer straightened his body and gave a standard military salute.

He then stepped aside to make way, waving to his subordinates to open the passage.

There were no extra words; everything was executed in silence and with high efficiency.

The group walked along the coastal passage, which was strictly guarded by soldiers, heading inland.

Beneath their feet was solid rock ground, and the air was mixed with a faint scent of gunpowder and metal alongside the sea breeze.

About fifteen minutes later, the team stopped.

The scene before them suddenly opened up, and at the same time, a completely different aura hit them!

Ahead, on a relatively flat open ground, thousands of soldiers stood in neat formation!

But they were not humans!

They were generally tall and slender; the males were handsome, the females were elegant, and their skin was fair.

They wore uniform light armor, which was pale gold or silvery white, engraved with complex and beautiful natural patterns and star designs.

Their weapons were mainly longbows, rapiers, and spears.

When they stood still, they seemed to blend into the surrounding environment, carrying a natural sense of elegance and harmony.

But their eyes were equally sharp, their discipline was strict, and they exuded a combat aura that could not be underestimated.

The Elf Clan army!

A phalanx composed of thousands of Elf Clan warriors waited quietly here.

Thousands of pairs of eyes all looked over in unison.

Their gazes finally focused on the noble figure at the very front with silver hair and a moon-colored robe.

The next moment, led by several elven officers, the thousands of Elf Clan soldiers knelt on one knee in perfect unison, right hands over their chests and heads bowed low.

In clear and loud voices, they shouted in unison in an ancient and beautiful elven language:

"Welcome back, Your Highness!"

The voices merged into a torrent, echoing between the mountains and the sea, carrying incomparable piety and respect.

Thousands of powerful Elf Clan warriors were saluting and submitting to one person!

Facing this grand welcoming scene, Anya's expression remained calm, as if she were long accustomed to it.

She only slightly raised her hand, and her beautiful yet unquestionable voice rang out: "Rise."

A gentle breeze blew, lifting a few strands of silver hair from her forehead and brushing across her face, which was exquisitely beautiful beyond mortal standards.

The sunlight fell on her, plating her with a faint halo, making her look even more noble and ethereal.

*Whoosh—!*

All the elven soldiers rose at her word, their movements neat and swift as they straightened their bodies again.

Their gazes still fervently followed their Princess as they automatically parted to both sides.

They made way for a wide road leading to the back of the platform.

For the majority of the Human Prodigies present, who had never stepped out of campus or witnessed the military and royal majesty of another race, the impact of this scene was unparalleled!

They had seen the strong and had seen important figures.

But when had they ever seen thousands of extraordinary, well-trained alien warriors...

...saluting and submitting to one person with such respect and piety?

Until this moment, many people truly and intuitively felt it for the first time.

This Elf Clan Ninth Princess, who usually seemed quite peaceful and even kind at Modu University of Martial Arts...

...what kind of massive power and exalted status did she represent behind her!

She was not just a powerful Grandmaster; she was a royal successor who held heavy military power and ruled over a territory!

Dean Su Zhiming coughed lightly, pulling everyone's thoughts back.

He pointed to the rear of the Elf Clan army and said in a gentle yet solemn voice, "Classmates, look there.

Ahead is the entrance to the stable Spatial Channel connecting our Blue Star and the Eternal Song Star Realm."

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed.

They saw that about a hundred meters behind the Elf Clan phalanx, the air presented a strange sense of distortion and folding.

An oval light gate, about ten meters high and twenty meters wide, stood quietly.

The edges of the light gate flowed with a halo of intertwined blue and green.

The center was a deep darkness, yet there seemed to be countless stars slowly rotating within it.

The space around the light gate flickered slightly, emitting a stable and vast spatial aura.

"This is... the Spatial Channel?"

Qin Yan held his breath and focused, carefully observing this legendary gateway connecting different worlds.

A Spatial Channel is a connecting gateway formed between different worlds or planes due to the intersection of spatial ley lines.

The conditions for its formation are extremely harsh, and once formed, it is exceptionally stable and difficult to destroy with conventional force.

Usually, both ends of a Spatial Channel become strategic locations that military commanders must contend for.

They are inevitably guarded by heavy troops to prevent invasions by hostile forces.

Because Princess Anya's lineage of the Elf Clan had established a friendly relationship with the humans, this channel before them...

...was jointly managed by both sides and had already developed into a relatively peaceful channel for trade and exchange.