Rubedo dismissed the logistical readouts of the Morval foundries. The automated conveyors and blast furnaces churned through the harvested monster cores at a constant rate. Building a continent-spanning industrial complex required years of background processing.
He swiped the macro-management tab to the corner of his crystal console and pulled up the tactical grid for the Fourth Continent. Crimson markers dotted the map where the automated dungeon outbreaks continued to fracture the landscape.
The game engine triggered these rifts to compensate for the sudden lack of deities, and if a new deity had taken over a territory ruled by another god. In a way, it was a safety mechanism of the affected god.
