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Chapter 1520 1517. Damn! Fishman vs. Resident Evil vs. Zerg? It's so exciting!

The Scarlet Dawn arrived at Sunset Continent about twenty minutes later than scheduled.

It wasn't that there was a problem with the ship itself, but that Murphy changed the route midway. They were supposed to enter the planet's orbit from Transia, and then reach the Quetzalcoatl Fortress in the shortest time in a posture consistent with the starship's advance. However, in order to find out the specific battle situation in the New World, Murphy specifically asked First Officer Solma to re-enter the atmosphere before reaching the Sunset Continent.

The speed of flying in the atmosphere is definitely not as fast as a starship sailing without resistance in space, and this time the Scarlet Dawn almost crossed the entire Holy Spirit Plain from the northern end of the continent before finally arriving near the Quetzalcoatl Fortress.

For the players on the spaceship, this trip is definitely worth it!
They personally experienced the wonderful feeling of "space travel", especially the weightlessness in the planet's orbit, which was absolutely amazing. If time was not tight, the players would have planned to do several "extraveling walks" and utter the classic line "Don't worry, my people."

However, after entering the Sunset Continent, the novelty of traveling was quickly suppressed by the terrible situation in this damn place.

"I thought there were only Dusk's lackeys here. Facts have proven that I oversimplified the situation in the New World. Facts have also proven that hiding in Transyacht and using the world monitoring program to occasionally glance at a place thousands of miles away cannot help us fully grasp the specific information of this place.

Damn it, this place is just a hive of demons."

In the captain's room, Murphy looked seriously at the various information captured by the starship radar in front of him. The various "strange species" that appeared on it made Murphy lose his appetite for dinner. These things were obviously the strange postures formed by the creatures of the Holy Spirit Plain after being polluted by chaos. They really broke through the phenomenon of humans and of course broke through the imagination of vampires. After all, Tracy, who was sitting next to Murphy as a navigation secretary, also said that she was really eye-opening today.

She looked at the various life signals and summary information captured by the radar in front of her, counting them while saying:

"Uncontrolled plague undead, chaotic white devil warriors, various elite chaotic creatures, polluted astral demigods and their twisted servants, Dagon fishmen rolling in poisonous mud, and bugs.
A completely chaotic bug!

Almost all the crazy stuff you can find in the material world can be found in Sunset Continent!

The most exaggerated thing is that these things have formed a relatively stable "ecological chain" on the Holy Spirit Plain. My God, I dare not imagine what kind of pressure the Aztecs have been fighting under in the past year or so.

No wonder the Ganaut people were still defeated even with the help of the Aztec Kingdom. This was definitely not the Ganaut people's own problem. Okay.

They may not be very good themselves, but the enemies they face are also too outrageous!"

“The players will definitely like it here.”

Adele on the other side said with disgust:
"There are enough monsters here for them to kill, and there is absolutely no one to stand up for these bastards' 'human rights'.

The New Federal Republic is finished!
Dusk turned them into 'doomsday test subjects', and judging by the concentration of Chaos we detected when we passed the colonial city just now, those guys still in the city are now veritable 'white devils'."

“The land is wailing.”

Murphy shook his head and said:
"I don't even need to listen, let alone see, to know what those bastards have done to this once fertile land. Chaos has taken root here! When the decisive battle begins, this will definitely become the focus of Chaos' attack.

In fact, I have determined that a large area from Eagle Canyon in the middle of the Holy Spirit Plain to the north of the frozen ground is beyond salvation. It seems that we need to adjust our plans.

Let the players and the warriors of the Order faction attack northward from the Quetzalcoatl Fortress.

Drive all the demons and monsters in the south into the plague wasteland in the north, and then I will perform material reshaping there! The corruption in that area is so deep that even if Avalon comes in person, it will take a long time to restore it to purity.

By the way, we can also create a battlefield terrain suitable for defense there to create an advantageous terrain for the decisive battle on the Holy Spirit Plain in advance."

"Maybe we can wait?"

Adele suggested:

"It will have to be reshaped sooner or later anyway, so why not wait until the decisive battle begins! After the Chaos army gathers there, we can reshape it again and consume the Chaos military power."

"No, it has to be done in advance."

Without needing Murphy's reminder, Tris shook her head and said:

"The amount of sand and gravel in the Sunless Sea is the amount of military force Chaos can mobilize. 'Consumption' is a false proposition for them. If we allow the risk of Chaos rifts expanding for such a small advantage, it does not meet our needs.

That plague wasteland is very close to the Chaos Sea of ​​the Warp. If things go wrong, the Aztecs will once again face the same level of Chaos invasion that the Eden District suffered. King Osiris has made it clear that they will become a member of the Order camp. In this case, the risk must be reduced in advance.

The creation power of the Aztec Kingdom, which had been suspended for more than half a year, must be restarted in a short period of time! This is related to the survival of the Aztecs.

In the Old World, there are the Songhai and Kalem people who can take the lead, but here there is only one regional overlord, the Aztec Kingdom. If we don’t give them the necessary reinforcements, they really won’t be able to stop the evil creatures that are coming in droves.”

"It's not as bad as you think."

Murphy pointed at the star radar map in front of him and said:
"The Sentinel Corps will guard the Heart of the World. The territory of the Aztec Kingdom will revolve around the forest of the Heart of the World. In the most desperate times, they can retreat into the forest. However, apart from the Astra Militarum, the most elite forces among the players must be deployed here.

This is something that needs to be discussed carefully with King Osiris."

"You mean, we should transfer the player army here, and then let hundreds of thousands of newbies defend the Old Continent?"

Tris sighed and said:
"I don't doubt their courage, but the problem is that apart from not fearing death, their fighting qualities are probably not up to the task of a war of this magnitude."

“The Old World has the Hades Army stationed there, and all countries have maintained fairly good military preparations after the locust plague. The players are just the reserve forces at critical moments, and they are not required to hold the front line from the beginning until the end.

Their most powerful attribute is growth, and the decisive battle will not be completed in one day."

Murphy obviously had his own plan. He stroked his chin and said:

“In contrast, this sunset continent needs to be taken seriously.

Previously, Wedia said that he and Mereddin were commanding the Dagon fishmen in the New World to block the invasion of the Chaos servants. So far, it seems that the two guys have actually done what they said. Look at the distribution of these Chaos servants.

If it weren't for the fishmen in the coastal area delaying them, I'm afraid these guys would have infiltrated the Aztec border."

“That’s not something that’s hard to understand.”

Cui Si curled her lips and said disapprovingly:
"They currently share the same goal as us, which is to get rid of Steiner, who has already ascended to the level of a demon. After the death of the chief monk, the two sides are destined not to be friends. And to be honest, it is hard to say who is more dangerous, Steiner or Vidia.

The King of Ten Thousand Curses is ambitious, and no one knows what role he intends to play in the upcoming decisive battle. Anyway, when I heard that he was going to cooperate with Vidya, the hairs on my body stood up.

I would rather lead 500 small players to attack tens of thousands of Chaos Demons than to form a damn alliance with a lunatic like Vidia."

"Who isn't?"

Murphy removed the dizzying radar map in front of him and said:
"We are about to reach Quetzalcoatl Fortress. Let's release our God Slayers first and let them follow Chuchut's command to join the war between the Aztecs and the Ganotes. We should first deal with the Chaos servants near Quetzalcoatl Fortress and let the Aztecs witness the power of the God Slayers with their own eyes.

Adele, use the starship's communication equipment to send real-time correction messages to the fleets currently heading towards the New World, tell them about the situation in the New World, and ask them to change their routes!

The situation in the Holy Spirit Plains is very bad, and they have to abandon the plan to land on both sides of the New World, otherwise the number of people they have will not be enough to fill the teeth of these chaotic creatures.

We will land in the north of Quetzalcoatl Strait instead! There is an Aztec dock there, which leads directly to Quetzalcoatl Fortress, so it is a safe area."

"Okay, I'll convey your order immediately."

Adele turned and left. Tris looked at the Quetzalcoatl Fortress which was getting closer and closer. The military fortress built on a hill made her blink and comment:

"This is a large-scale Quetzalcoatl Temple, an area created by magnifying the iconic Aztec pyramid many times. These Aztecs are quite powerful. They have obviously lost the power armor and other Creator technologies, but they still hold on here and protect the southern one-third of the Holy Spirit Plain.

This Holy Spirit Plain is indeed large enough. I think it is even larger than the Great Wilderness. It is enough for King Louis and the Wolf Girl to reclaim their territory here."

"The Ganault people once had more than 500 tribes in the Holy Spirit Plain. With their nomadic tradition, the area is not big enough to support so many people."

Murphy shook his head and said:
"To be honest, these Ganots are probably the third type of indigenous people born from this world, in addition to the Songhai and the Potao fish people. Unfortunately, until the White Devil appeared, they were unable to form a unified country.

Fortunately, the Aztecs lent a helping hand when they were in the most dangerous time, otherwise these guys would have been killed in vain. "

"The starship is about to land! Everyone please be prepared."

First Officer Solma's notification voice rang out throughout the starship. The huge starship, which was like a flying hill, lit up the indicator lights outside its outline under the night sky, just like a special mountain shrouded in light slowly falling from the sky.

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Below, on top of the Quetzalcoatl Fortress, King Osiris and his courtiers watched in awe as this magnificent object descended into the mountains behind the fortress.

Compared with this truly behemoth, the solar boat, which was majestic enough during the day, became a real dwarf. Even though it was an "evolved version of the human body" sculpted by the Creator himself, the knowledgeable Aztecs had never seen such a sacred, inaccessible, and even more inviolable mechanical creation.

Their mood was excited.

They knew that they were about to meet the successor to the God of Craftsmen, whom they had worshipped for more than a thousand years.

"Lord Murphy is very easygoing, father."

Princess Chuchut, who had changed back into her traditional Aztec attire, whispered:

"Take a deep breath, father, don't be nervous. Lord Murphy always makes people feel at ease. He is not the kind of ghostly guy you think. Compared with Lord Murphy's reception ceremony, I think we should pay more attention to those foreigners. Sometimes they are actually quite troublesome.

But I will take care of their reception, so you don't have to worry about that."

"Are you sure we don't need to prepare a banquet for these God Slayers who have come from afar?"

King Osiris was still a little worried. He sorted out his clothes to make himself look more dignified and asked in a low voice:
"Based on my understanding of powerful warriors, if we do not show the necessary respect and directly order them to fight after traveling so long, they will probably think that we Aztecs are rude, right?"

"Of course they'd like to attend the party. Those funny guys are talented in pleasing themselves and others and enjoying themselves, but they're not in the mood to waste time right now."

Princess Qiuqiute, who was already a qualified NPC, curled her lips and said to her father:
"They are so obsessed with the God of Craftsmanship we promised them that they can't wait to jump off the starship and follow my instructions to kill a certain number of monsters in a certain place. If you really want to show respect, then paying them on time after the commission is completed is the greatest respect for them.

Of course, of course, I know that you, father, are a continental overlord after all, and the necessary appearance is necessary, so I have ordered the withdrawal of enough gold from the treasury of Quetzalcoatl Fortress as the first payment for the commission. Huh?
Father, why do you look so ugly again? "

Faced with Qiuqiut's puzzled questions, King Osiris covered his heart in pain. He felt that the tragedy he had experienced before was repeating itself before his eyes.

The good news is that his daughter has indeed grown up and has learned to use the wealth in her hands reasonably to bring more benefits to the ruler.

The bad news is that my daughter is growing up too fast.

My daughter!
You really don't know how expensive firewood and rice are. We Aztecs may be rich, but can you be more low-key in doing things? Don't show off your wealth, do you understand?

And now you have emptied the treasury of the fortress. What will the kingdom’s warriors do with their salaries this month?
Payday is almost here!

Hey, my girl, you see the Sanghai people are as wealthy as us, and yet they don't use their money to play with such a black-hearted little girl all day long. You'd better get married quickly! Go and cause trouble for your husband's family.

Your parents really can’t take it anymore.

Just as the King of the Sky drank the secret medicine handed to him by the royal physician with a painful look on his face, a night bat-shaped shuttle came silently from the distant mountains and landed on the top platform of the Quetzalcoatl Fortress like a midnight elf.

Under the gaze of the Sky King and the Aztec leaders, and accompanied by the sacrificial music played by Quetzalcoatl priests, the door of the shuttle opened and Murphy, wearing traditional vampire robes, walked out.

Just as Qiuqiut said, the heir of the God of Craftsmen had a gentle smile on his face. However, when he appeared, the sky and the earth changed color, and the blood moon hanging high in the sky confirmed his identity and his majesty.

At Khufu's signal, King Osiris stepped forward quickly and saluted the trainee creator in front of him with the highest etiquette of the Aztecs, just like the scene when Murphy met Pharaoh Thutmose II in the Songhai Empire.

Even the two kings said much the same thing to him.

"Heir of the God of Craftsmanship, great creator, you have finally come to the land blessed by the God of Craftsmanship and Quetzalcoatl. Your arrival makes the entire Sunset Continent extremely honored. Your humble servant is waiting for you here, and the Heart of the World that we have guarded for thousands of years has finally waited for its people."

The Sky King's tone was filled with excitement.

This kind of emotional activity certainly has a bit of performance in it, but the respect that comes from the bottom of the heart cannot be faked.

It wasn't just that the Aztecs were shaped by [DATA EXPUNGED], they weren't genetically programmed to obey, but Murphy wasn't just a bunch of fancy titles, he actually brought reinforcements to the Aztecs when they needed them most.

As Murphy walked towards King Osiris, the shuttles carrying five thousand God Slayers were advancing towards the Quetzalcoatl Fortress. They were shining in the air, crossing the night sky, full of anger to drive the chaotic evil spirits that polluted this land back to where they belonged.

A thousand words of comfort are not as good as such real help, not to mention that the man in front of him mobilized the order camp and brought the Aztecs the embrace and acceptance of the whole world.

Most importantly, Murphy's arrival means that the sacred mission that the kingdom has adhered to for thousands of years has finally been given a more realistic definition.

"The God of Craftsmanship just said something to me."

Murphy supported King Osiris with a smile on his face and said softly:

"The God of Craftsman asked me to convey his blessing to you to the Aztec king. He said that you are his best creations and you have lived up to his expectations of you.

This is true, because the God of Craftsmanship has been paying attention to this world, and He has also been paying attention to you.

Even though the world has changed, the Aztecs are still worthy of their original mission. It's not that I'm here to make you feel honored. In fact, I should feel honored to set foot in this legendary land.

We are ready to help the servants of the Creator clean up the unbearable filth and stand with you in the holy war until victory.

The next journey to the heart of the world is up to you."

(End of this chapter)