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Chapter 688: Invitation from the Ford Alliance

Ten thousand meters above the sky, the Silver Bird Courtyard.

Many high-level Silver Wings gathered in the Star-Peeping Room. They were paying attention to the changes in the world below, especially the unusual movements of the mechanical cluster.

"Currently, three large mechanical clusters have landed on the southern continent. They have begun a carpet search and are constantly collecting metals, electronic components, and silicon elements along the way. They have begun to replicate and multiply themselves."

"According to our past experience, the mechanical cluster will replicate itself on such a large scale only when it senses a crisis."

“Is it necessary to interrupt them at this time? Or should we avoid their activity range and conceal the traces of the aerial courtyard as we did in the past?” Several high-level Silver Wings asked the blonde woman standing in the middle of the Stargazers.

As the city lord, she frowned and found it difficult to make the next decision.

If they are not interrupted at this time, the mechanical clusters that have been silent for a hundred years will experience crazy expansion again in just a few years, and it will not be easy for them to stop them at that time. However, if they interfere at this time, it means directly confronting those mechanical clusters. The two sides must engage in a large-scale decisive battle until the mechanical clusters on the planet are completely defeated.

After pondering for several minutes, she still couldn't make up her mind. If an all-out war really broke out, it would not be something that the Silver Bird Court alone could handle. It would require the unity and cooperation of all the sky courtyards.

"I will have an emergency consultation with the other Lords of the Sky Court. As for now... just keep observing as it is."

"Yes."

Looking down from the map, the vast southern continent is now slowly covered by three red shadows. They landed from different directions and released various mechanical autonomous units to search. All the life they saw along the way, whether it was murderous swarms of insects, animals, or remaining new races, were destroyed by them. The gray iron lines swept across the earth like ripples of waves, leaving no dead ends or gaps.

On the other side, the scattered islands in the southwest of the northern continent were also covered by some flying mechanical silver flash butterflies. They spread their transparent wings and formed large convex lenses in the air, constantly burning the dense vegetation on the islands and evaporating the once silted swamps. Under the high temperature, the vegetation withered and dried, and began to ignite a spreading flame.

Northern continent, far east region.

Huge white waves rose up and hit the coast heavily. The ships docked in it were directly smashed to pieces. Many people fled in panic. Then a giant floating battleship slowly appeared in the storm. It continuously released falcon-shaped fighters, diving over the sea. These falcon-shaped fighters scanned the sea surface, firing bullets to eliminate any intelligent creatures seen along the way, and red blood spread in the sea.

A few days later, the Ford Alliance located in the mountains and plateaus received news from all sides, and the ancient settlements in the eastern part of the northern continent also began to convene emergency meetings.

"In other words, the Ford Alliance sent an envoy to invite me to the northern Ford City for discussions." Tilan looked at the member who was reporting in front of him.

"Yes, Your Highness. Their aircraft is currently still parked in an open space outside the city."

"I understand. Let them wait for another two hours, and then I will go to Ford City with them." Tilan nodded.

During this period of time, Tilan made simple arrangements for the next few days, and then called Sura to set off together.

Arriving in front of the Ford Alliance's messenger plane, Tilan stopped to look at it. This plane was not particularly excellent. It used technology similar to that used during World War I on Earth. It was far less advanced than that of the Slami Association. Fortunately, it could fly. Tilan shook her head slightly.

Sitting in the back seat, the plane slowly took off, and Tilan asked Sura about the Ford Alliance.

"I grew up in Ford City. My father is a mid-level blacksmith. He can make a lot of tools, but he is not good at complex electronic equipment."

"I learned my father's craft when I was young, but I didn't have enough strength, so even if I inherited the family business, I couldn't reach his level. Later, I wanted to learn something related to electronics."

"At that time, I was an apprentice and learned a lot, such as tape recorders, small radio stations, electric furnaces, etc."

"There are many people doing this business in Ford City. I think it's hard to save money to buy more expensive electronic components, so I thought about going out and trying my luck."

"We just kept going along the way and slowly arrived at the Stone Forest Fortress."

"Unlike the Ford Alliance, there are too few iron cores for electronic equipment here, and no one will look down on me for being small, so I started to make money and save it."

"Later, I met the moose boss and joined the settlement." Sura said carelessly. She has always had a free and easy personality.

Listening to Sura's words, the driver in front looked at the rearview mirror with curiosity. The other party was also an Iron Core Type. After that, the two chatted with each other for a few words and quickly became familiar with each other.

Through the conversation between the two, Tilan gradually understood some things about the Ford Alliance.

The Ford Alliance is composed of different new races, but three of them are important entities of the alliance, namely the Iron Core Race, the Electric Marrow Race, and the Clam-born Race. Among them, the Iron Core Race is mainly responsible for the alliance's metal smelting and the creation and preparation of various instruments. The Electric Marrow Race's innate ability allows them to easily and casually generate electric current, which is particularly useful in an era of lack of power generation capabilities. The Clam-born Race has a certain ability to purify pollution. The three parties support the alliance like cornerstones.

The Electric Marrow Race? Tilan muttered the name in a low voice, and thought of the Fifth Age civilization that Lindsay had mentioned. It seemed that no matter which era, electricity was a rigid demand, and they could always revive quickly.

The plane flew over the grassland, and some forest trees began to appear below. Then the plane climbed along the mountains, and the air gradually became colder.

After going deep into the hinterland of the mountains, there were clouds and mist below, and unmelted snow could be seen on the tops of some mountains. About 3 hours later, Tilan watched the plane turn an arc and fly into a large valley. As the altitude continued to decrease, it first plunged into the clouds and then broke away from them. Below, a winding river appeared in the mountains. A city occupied a large amount of flat land in the valley, and many newly planted crops could be seen outside the city.

Diving over the fields, the plane slowly descended and finally landed gently on the ground, demonstrating the pilot's skilled technique.

After Tilan's plane landed, two escorting fighter planes also landed one after another, and then she and Sura got off the plane.

"Welcome Her Highness Heshia." A tall and fat figure came over from outside the runway with a group of followers to welcome her.

He was wearing a white robe and was about 2.3 meters tall. He had to lower his head slightly to greet Tilan, and his accent was a bit sticky.

Looking up, Tilan suppressed her surprise, because the other person had a head similar to that of a toad, and his overall body shape was like a toad magnified many times, with webbed hands.

"Hello." The girl nodded and took a small step back. Although it was a bit impolite, she really didn't want to get too close to the other person.

"I'm sorry to surprise you. This is probably the first time you've seen someone of my race." The other person still maintained a smile and walked in front to lead the way for Tilan.

"Yes, are you a clam-born?" Tilan asked.

"Yes, I am a clam-born species, a relatively rare species." He introduced his race as he walked. "In terms of origin, we are not noble, and we don't know which genius scholar's experiment we are, but now we are still very grateful to the scholar who created us, so that we have the ability to survive in this world."

"The Ford Alliance is very large, with about a million residents distributed in various strongholds and settlements, but our presence is indispensable in every place. We are the purifiers of water and the sustainers of life. Because of the sacrifices of our people, the Ford Alliance can continue stably." He introduced proudly.

As long as the clam species is soaked in water, it can slowly absorb the toxic supernatural substances in the water through its skin, condense on the back and form poisonous spores.

Although this talent looks a bit disgusting, it enables many heavily polluted lands to obtain clean water and also feeds other races, so what he said does make sense.

Walking along the long road outside the city and approaching the entrance to the city, Tilan could already see two teams of guards standing outside the city gate. They were wearing steel breastplates, holding spears, and had muskets on their waists. With these guards blocking the way, many residents of the Ford Alliance could only watch secretly from the outside.

To many people here, this girl is shrouded in mystery. Many people do not know about the newly formed organization in the south. They are just curious why the big shots in the city would come out so grandly to welcome a seemingly young woman.

"She looks so beautiful."

"It's prettier than the most famous 'Pearl Shirley' in the city."

"She looks like she's only about 17 years old. Is she the daughter of some important person?"

"But the big names in our alliance are not of the good-looking race."

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"Keep your voice down. Those guards are all hardcore."

"She's coming over."

Tilan was wearing a black dress with some intricate patterns and folds on the hem, which showed her status but was not too flashy. Her eyes were like clear gems under her hair. She swept her eyes over and saw the residents behind the guards. She nodded slightly in response to these curious looks, and then followed the representatives in front of her into the city.

The street is paved with large black tiles as hard as gold and stone, with upright wrought iron street lamps on both sides. Along the way, many black brick and stone buildings can be seen, with at least three floors and at most five floors, most of which are square in shape. Occasionally, a slight roar can be heard coming from both sides of the street, which should be the sound of some small machinery running.

This should be the early days of the industrial age, when some electrical appliances began to become popular, but steam engines were not widely used. This was probably because the planet was short of coal, so they were forced to develop electric motors first.

Crossing the black brick street, Tilan saw two figures greeting her on the steps. One of them was tall and the other short, and the contrast was very obvious. One of them was an Iron Core Type, and the other tall and thin was an Electric Marrow Type.

"Lady Heshia, I have heard of your name for a long time. I am Hadlin, one of the three ruling leaders of the Ford Alliance." The Iron Core Race, wearing gold-patterned steel armor, took a step forward. He looked very calm and his aura was strong.

"This is Lord Hadlin, the 'Ironbeard King'." The clam creature who led the way introduced Tilan.

"Hello, I'm Heshia from the Star-Seeker Covenant." Tilan introduced herself in a rather plain manner, without using the various titles that outsiders had given her, such as 'Queen of the Frozen Night', 'Lord of the Holy Sword', 'Lady in Black Dress', etc.

"Hello, my name is Angor, and I'm now a promoter of the Electric Marrow Race." Another tall and thin man of the Electric Marrow Race spoke modestly. He had long finger bones, dark yellow skin, and deep eye sockets that seemed like they could be blown away by a gust of wind.

"Finally, let me introduce myself." The clam-born, who had not said his name before, now spoke with squinted eyes.

"I am Holmes, the leader of the water priests of the Ford Alliance." Unexpectedly, he would be one of the three people with the highest status in the Ford Alliance.

After getting to know each other, Holmes nodded to the crowd watching in the city, then asked the guards to clear a path and led Tilan and others into the magnificent building that had been prepared long ago.

There is a towering dome here, and the walls and pillars are very straight with few curved patterns. There are lights cast on all sides of the stone pillars. There is a large pit in the center of the hall where wood is burning. The firelight illuminates the hall, and the diffused heat keeps the hall of this stone building warm.

When they arrived here, the four of them sat down. Sura stood beside Tilan. A small number of civil servants from the Ford Alliance remained in the hall, while the other guards retreated outside the hall.

The stone chair was a little cold after sitting down, but Tilan had adapted to it. It was a little awkward at this time. Although the other party invited Tilan over, it seemed that among the three alliance leaders, only Holmes could speak a little, and the other two were not good at socializing.

"Uh... I didn't expect Princess Heshia to be so young." Holmes spoke to break the silence.

"A woman's appearance is not necessarily indicative of her real age." Tilan explained modestly, but to the three people opposite her, this sentence had a completely different meaning.

Does this tell us that she is actually an extremely powerful and wise elder? It seems that we can understand why she could easily defeat the Wolf Blood Queen. It seems that she is not a young girl, but a race that ages very slowly. This trait is not uncommon in some new races.

"We are so presumptuous, Princess Heshia." After giving this powerful man the respect he deserved, the three of them felt that the awkwardness they had in facing the young girl disappeared, and began to regard Tilan as a mature leader like themselves.

"In that case, let's make it short. I wonder if you have received any news from the southern continent, as well as intelligence about the massive attack by the mechanical cluster."

"I received it, and I have also observed the mechanical cluster approaching from the south." Tilan nodded.

"This saves a lot of explanation work." Holmes was quite satisfied, and the other two also spoke up.

"According to the assessment of scholars within the alliance, the offensive power of the mechanical cluster this time is far greater than at any time in the past, so I hope to take the lead and unite the various forces in the northern continent." The tall and thin Angor explained the purpose of inviting Heshia this time.

"In addition to you, leaders of other forces should also arrive in Ford City in the next few days." He was referring to some ancient forces in the east and scattered small organizations in remote corners of the northern continent.

"I understand." Tilan nodded without saying anything more.

Judging from the reaction of the Ford Alliance, they don't seem to be so "eager" or "anxious". Is this because they are confident in their own strength, or do they simply not understand the terrifying number of the mechanical cluster attacking this time?

Tilan felt that even if the Ford Alliance could put out tens of thousands of musket troops, they would still be no match for the mechanical cluster army that was all over the mountains. They had only developed civilization and technology for a hundred years, and the combat effectiveness they could provide in this era was completely insufficient when facing mechanical clusters that were far ahead of their time.

This is not because she is pessimistic, but a conclusion based on objective facts.

The civilization of this planet has been interrupted too many times, and their technological accumulation has been interrupted too many times. Unless some miracle happens, this is a war that is bound to be lost.

(End of this chapter)