Mage? Spell Engineer!.

Chapter 625 The End of the Rescue

5 hours after the first earthquake.

A huge ring was hovering in the sky. It was already late at night and people could only see the light spots distributed in a ring under the aurora.

Later, the portal of the ladder system flashed twice, and the two remaining dwarf starships returned to their shattered homeland and began to search for and transfer their surviving compatriots.

Fortunately, in recent years, the monsters catalyzed by the pollution of Mother Earth have become increasingly active in underground caves and mines, the dwarves' mining has slowed down, and the residents of other "resource-based cities" that do not serve as administrative and economic centers have mostly migrated.

They either go to the port cities along the coast of the Confederation, where most of the buildings are on the ground and far away from the earthquake source, and are less affected; or go to other planes to participate in mining activities.

The environment of the Fire Elemental Plane is harsh, but they still built a small semi-permanent outpost and smelter, where many metallurgists work and escape the earthquake.

There is also a group of people who are carrying out the Confederacy's big plan - trying to build a shipbuilding factory in the astral plane. Because the dwarves' shield technology is poor, this is a cooperative project with humans. In any case, these mechanical guys have escaped.

In short, the Confederation's main city suffered the most damage, had the most casualties, and had the most survivors. In addition to the four huge ships that could only glide on the ground, there were countless airships traveling between the city wreckage and the Dalberg Border Earldom to transfer people and important items.

Most of these airships did not belong to the Dwarves, but flew all the way from Istani to resupply the Empire's northern borders, with the prize they coveted being four starships fully loaded with precious minerals, which were now scattered in the snow near the main city.

Singrev put on a miner's hat for the first time in a long time - not to mine, but to dig people. He found that the woody roots growing among the ruins were magical, and wherever they grew densely, there were often compatriots trapped nearby waiting for him to dig.

"Oh, Mr. White Dragon, you are such a great dragon for being willing to help me with the rescue." Singrev did not forget to thank his rescue partner. Now the White Dragon still moves in the form of an elf, but he can cast spells and has extraordinary strength. He can see things in the dark without the illumination of a miner's helmet.

"Nothing, we are friends. But I am quite interested in your other friends. When can you introduce them to me?" For example, the young man who can make other great wizards behave obediently.
Bai Long sadly discovered that the perverted Istani guy had already set his sights on him and was probably planning to turn him into a collection. And now he was still able to move freely because of Sweet Potato Egg's friends. The dignified dragon clan had fallen to this point!

"Okay. Today you met Master Rorschach. A few years ago, he and I fled from the imperial capital to Valuvana together. At that time, he was still a junior wizard."

"A few years ago? Junior wizard?" This stupid sweet potato must have remembered it wrong or said it wrong, or maybe the caster at that time did not reveal his true strength. As for his appearance, he is not a dragon head now. In the magic world, you can never judge a person by his appearance.

"Yes." Singrev had no idea of ​​Bai Long's mental activity, and he continued to recall while turning over the broken bricks and stones: "When I saw him again in Istani, Mr. Rorschach was almost as powerful as he is now. Oh, right, not long after we met..."

As Singrev recalled the events in Shadowland, the white dragon became more and more surprised. From this fool's account, he was sure that at least four gods and their chosen ones had entered the scene. Judging from the timeline, it also led to the fall of the royal family of Istani.
Before being made into a specimen, the elders of the White Dragon had guessed that the queen of Istani had been in power for hundreds of years and that a powerful ritual had distorted the nation's cognition and concealed it from other countries on the continent.

Dragons can sense the presence of ritual magic, but cannot confirm it, nor do they have the time to do so—they either hide it away or turn it into collections, spellcasting materials, and raw materials for luxury goods.

The dwarves and that old man Rorschach must have destroyed the foundation of the ritual intentionally or unintentionally. After all, the entire Storm City and Shadow City were turned upside down.

I was wondering why the kingdom collapsed, and you guys played a big role in it!

The dwarf was talking until his mouth was dry, but he did not stop digging and talking: "Ah, I often meet with Master Rorschach, but I have no news about the elf girl who participated in the guard with me."

Singrev turned his head and stared at the white dragon: "Even more handsome than you are now." "You are talking nonsense, my friend." The pride of the dragon clan made the white dragon disdain to compete with the elves, but he was unwilling to accept being told that he could not compare.

Singrev was a little angry: "When did I say that? You can ask Mr. Rorschach if Miss Hill is pretty!"

"Hill?" Bai Long's expression changed again: "Her skin is very white and her hair is light golden?"

Now it was Singrev's turn to be confused: "Have you seen it?"

No, but Bai Long is 90% sure that it is the descendant of Sylvanus! What kind of species are you, sweet potato? How come your friends have such a rich variety of races and backgrounds!

He suddenly felt that being a friend of Singrev was not a loss of dignity for the dragon clan, so he worked even harder when helping to dig the ruins.

Hoo-hoo-hoo
When they lifted a piece of steel plate, they heard gasping sounds coming from between the cracks in the debris underneath.

Singrev immediately concentrated and held his breath, stopped talking, and became more careful with his movements.

The gap they opened was getting bigger and bigger, and a strong smell of blood was gushing out from it.

"Hey, are you okay?" Singrev was a little uneasy. He wanted to widen the gap to see what was going on inside, but all he got in response was a commotion of friction.

Bai Long frowned, quietly put down his shovel, and condensed a tiny electric current in his hand.

ha--!
Its eyes were cloudy and bloodshot, its grayish-white skin was covered with sores and blue veins, and its mouth opened and closed, biting madly. The headlamp on Singrev's miner's hat revealed the horrible, dirty thing that was trapped inside, otherwise it would have bitten him.

A loud thunderclap came, and the white and blue lightning struck, making the monsters motionless, but gasping and hissing sounds came from all around them.

"Let's go, let's go." Bai Long grabbed Singrev and retreated: "They are all zombies."

The White Dragon was not afraid of these low-level undead creatures. What he was worried about was the speed of transformation - the longest time these dwarves had been dead would not exceed half a day. The fact that they turned into corpses so quickly showed how dangerous and weird the ruins were.

Not only them, other teams also gave up the subsequent rescue efforts one after another because the tunnel ruins had been completely occupied by transformed zombies.

Rorschach didn't know this, he was already close to the pole, where the most powerful zombie was waiting for him.

With the help of the Tree of Law, he sent a command to the Star Gate: "Drop three 'Rudaro'. No, drop one."

(End of this chapter)