Chapter Two Hundred and Forty – "The Walking Fortress"
Crow stood at the edge of the auction platform, his eyes fixed on the item displayed within a translucent interface of golden light:
[Legendary Construction Blueprint: Skywalker Dome Fortress]
Level Requirement: 460+
Type: Mobile Mega-Structure
Size: 1,000,000 miles (length), 300,000 miles (height)
Features: Autonomous Mobility (Leg-Based), Dimensional Folding Architecture, Infinite Expansion Support
Rooms: Estimated Billions
Bathrooms: 1,000
Kitchens: 10 (Interdimensional Efficiency Cores)
Special Room: Planet-Grade Control Chamber
The crowd was silent. No one dared to bid. Who could? The cost was monstrous, but Crow was beyond rich. His title Monarch of Wealth slashed the price by 70%.
He bought it with a single gesture.
The blueprint disintegrated into particles of blue data and funneled into his inventory. With a thought, he activated it.
The skies darkened. Space warped. The very world tilted as an incomprehensibly massive object began to manifest from the system itself—an architectural titan. Legs like colossal mountain ranges slammed down into the earth. Each step caused continental tremors.
It wasn't just a fortress.
It was a city-state with the mass of a small planet, laced with glowing arcane veins, dimensional chambers, and eternal metal.
He named it: Obsidian Sanctuary.
Within moments, the inner rooms began to configure themselves according to Crow's will.
10 gleaming ultra-tech kitchens infused with cooking AI. 1,000 pristine bathrooms, spatially scattered across tiers. Billions of living chambers and sealed zones, prepared to house units, heroes, and even whole populations. A massive control room, like the helm of a spaceship, wrapped in crystal screens and floating consoles.
He stood at the center of it, cloak billowing, eyes glowing.
"From this day forward," he whispered, "we move the world... not the other way around."
The dome shifted, legs retracting into hidden recesses before stepping forward. The world map altered itself in real-time as a new force had taken form:
Player [Crow] has constructed the first World-Grade Mobile Home: Obsidian Sanctuary.
The server announcement echoed across the globe.
And all who heard it could only ask one thing—
"How powerful is this man really?"