Red activated the global neural tether, his voice broadcasting simultaneously into the minds of his High Priest and his new Human proxy.
"The channel is set," Red commanded, his tone echoing with cold authority. "Elian, pull your laborers up to the high ridges. Krug, brace the southern retaining walls. Shatter the bedrock and let the sea inside."
Down on the physical coastline, the order was executed flawlessly. The massive, steam-powered pistons bolted onto the Treants hissed violently as the ancient guardians drove their reinforced plows into the final barrier.
The coastal bedrock violently fractured.
It shook the entire northern coastline of the East, and the ocean broke through. Millions of gallons of dark, freezing saltwater surged into the continental trench. Red watched the live map as a terrifying wall of dark blue violently crashed its way southward, perfectly guided by the meticulously carved dirt channels.
