Sword of Daybreaker

The cold wind whizzed across the walls and towers in the wilderness, and brought out a sharp scream between the temporary barracks. The Empire flag with a blue background and gold pattern was hunting and flying on the top of the towering flagpole. The technicians and engineers went to work. We are crossing the road between the camps, and in front of them, the huge hexagonal prism-like structure has begun to take shape.

The magic obelisk, which temporarily provides energy for the construction of the camp, stands at the end of the road. The Holm crystal is spinning in mid-air, emitting a constant gentle blue halo. Within the coverage of the magic field, various construction machinery are being activated one by one. , Carmel floated out of a nearby building and looked up at the hexagonal prism ahead-the bottom of the prism is a base cast from reinforced concrete, the size of which is the same as that of a barn, the upper half of the prism The main body is glowing with an iron-gray icy luster, emitting light blue faint light strips inlaid on its cold outer wall, and at a higher place, you can see the crystal device floating around the outer wall, as well as not yet Closed top structure.

Today’s welding operation has begun, and there is a dazzling light flow between the steel frame and the metal laminate on the top of the prism. The technicians wearing the engineering magic terminal are intensively and orderly completing the packaging of the power pillars—— It is an alloy device that runs vertically through the entire facility. It is composed of a large number of stacked rune groups and mechanical adjustment shafts. It is essentially a more precise and specialized "power ridge", which is equivalent to the entire facility. The heart can deliver pure, modulated arcane energy to the topmost focusing unit, and it can synchronize with the other two energy towers near the portal at the same time.

This is the pure arcane energy source device designed by Carmel. It is not just an enlarged version of its laboratory model. In order to support the most daring "door" operation in the history of mortals, Carmel has exhausted these devices. With his own wisdom and achievements in the arcane field, he must ensure the reliability of the entire facility under the condition of ensuring sufficient power. It is precisely because of this that a total of three such "six prisms" have been built around the Contracting Fort. As long as there is an energy tower that can maintain more than 50% of the output power, the portal to the kingdom of God can remain stable.

  "Master Carmel." "Good morning, Master Carmel." "Master, good day."

Technicians are constantly passing by, and people are constantly paying respects to this arcane master from the Gondor era, and this even includes the Typhon who appeared by accident-that is the responsible and Cecil camp. Typhon magicians who are transferring technology.

This made Kamal couldn’t help feeling a little bit of emotion-the two countries were still at war not long ago, seeming to be in the abyss of war at any time. However, with the establishment of the alliance, the common interests and the fact that the lips and the teeth are cold have tied everyone together. Perhaps in some areas, there are still tensions between Typhon and Cecil, and there are still some people who are resistant to the increasingly friendly exchanges between the two countries, but at least here... everyone has to be honest enough.

Of course, the reason why Typhon scholars respect Kamel is more than that. Their respect is more derived from the "special" of the great arcanist himself-a man who was already a great magus during the Gondor period. An academic master, who has also faced the power of the gods, has a life form that is unimaginable by ordinary people, coupled with strong personal strength, these factors add together, so that everyone who has a little understanding of the transcendental field will see Kamai. When you are here, you have to show awe.

  Carmel shook his head, throwing irrelevant thoughts out of his mind.

He doesn’t care how Typhonians think of him. In fact, he doesn’t care what anyone thinks of him. He is here to perform an unprecedented task that no one dared to think of in the ancient Gondor period. It is a task that has been unsuccessful for many generations of disobediencers, and he must devote his limited energy to this matter.

   At this moment, a somewhat familiar young female voice suddenly sounded from the side: "Carmel...Master, the instructor asked me to confirm the status of the energy system with you..."

   Carmel followed the prestige and saw a young female mage wearing a black dress and black shawl hair standing by and looking at herself.

This is Daniel’s apprentice. Typhon sent one of the “technical diplomats” to contact Cecil’s camp. According to public information, he first met the young Typhon girl at the “door”. The initial stage of the plan's launch.

  But in fact, he has known this "Miss Mary" for two or three years-in the neural network.

Mary tried her best to squeeze her face and make herself show a business-like attitude to counteract her instinctive nervous reaction after seeing Carmel. Frankly speaking, she was not successful, and everyone could see it. She had some evidence of advances and retreats in front of the Cecil arcane master, but this was just fine: her nervous reaction was completely in line with her usual personality, and it was also in line with most ordinary wizards of not that high level when they saw a The performance that the Great Arcanist should have afterwards-no one here doubts her, except for herself who frightens herself all day long.

"The No. 1 energy tower has been capped, and the situation of No. 2 is as you can see. The main structure has been completed and the capping can be completed within two days. There was a small problem with the power pillars of the No. 3 tower. While waiting for the spare parts to be shipped from behind. A few days have been wasted, but you and your mentor can rest assured-the final completion date will not be affected." Kamel said brightly, with a buzzing echo in his voice.

   "Yes...Yes, Master Carmel," Mary nodded and said immediately, and then raised her head, looking at the "Cecile Industrial Product" that is completely different from the traditional magical facilities in front of her ——

The huge energy rail and the steel beams used to support the energy rail span the air like a jagged spine, extending from this camp to the Contracting Fort not far away, and above the main building of the Contracting Fort and other structures. Closed, and connected to the hall with a high dome through a series of complex magic devices. The young female mage knew that her mentor was busy with other scholars in that hall, building the main body of the portal, and in other places in the whole area, in camps and laboratories. , There are more scholars from more distant places gathered together, countless bright minds are working in the same direction.

These sights made the young Mary feel a little unreal—the apprentice of the mage who was once panicked in the dilapidated mage tower in the mountains of the countryside, never imagined that he would one day appear in such an occasion, and also shouldered "technical diplomacy." "Official" duties that I dare not even think about.

The young female mage was a little distracted for a while, but Carmel didn't remind her. He just turned around, raised his body slightly, and his eyes filled with arcane brilliance swept across the open wasteland—in Based on the extraordinary vision generated by magic induction, what he can see is a "prosperous scene" that is difficult for ordinary mages to observe with all their best:

Huge energy is gathering around the fortress. The completed energy tower is tentatively injecting surging magic power into the energy track. At the same time, there is an invisible magic field oscillating in the air, and its focus is at the center of the castle. In the building, there is a vortex gradually taking shape—the Typhons are “testing” their portal base unit. Maybe it won’t take long before the still immature vortex can really be opened and become a human being. Step into the first step into the realm of the gods.

  ……

The howling cold wind blows on the face, scrolling the dragon head flags flying high above the rough city walls and watch towers in the distance. The sound of the waves and the wind alternately fills the ears. This is similar to the Northern Territory, but it is also Far colder and more powerful sound than the waves and cold wind in the north.

Victoria stepped onto a solid ground, and the cold wind of Tarrond hit the ice and snow protection surrounding her as well as the breeze shield. This was once privately called the "master of the northern ice". The powerful ice mage felt the "good weather" in Tarrond, and couldn't help but squinted his eyes: "Compared with this, the weather in the mountains of Winterhold is really mild and drizzle."

A low and familiar female voice sounded from above her side: "Indeed, the environment in the Holy Dragon Principality is much better than the current situation here-but I think for you, this degree of cold wind should be still Isn't it a big deal?"

"It's just a little bit of chill." Victoria said indifferently, and looked back at her friend who was travelling with her this time-a huge iron chin caught her eyes first, followed by the slightly hideous head of the black dragon. , The slender neck, the mechanical armor covering the whole body, and the majestic dragon wings and tail. This is a complete change. In this mighty black dragon form, there is no trace of the black-haired maid.

   "It's incredible, Maggie," Victoria couldn't help but sighed, "Although it's not the first time I saw it, I still can't believe this is you..."

"I hope you don't think my dragon form is too scary," Maggie lowered her head slightly and rubbed her chin against Victoria's shoulder. "Most ordinary people take a long time to adapt to the pressure brought by the dragon. More than half of the servants in Winterhold still dare not pant in front of my dragon form—even the maids who had good relationships in the past dare not make jokes with me."

"Don't worry, I'm not that superficial," Victoria smiled lightly, and pushed Maggie's iron chin with her fingers. "But to be honest, you really don't consider asking Mr. Nicholas to modify some of your equipment. Some... design? For example, your iron chin, which is a little dangerous now..."

"Is it necessary to modify it? I feel pretty grand," Maggie shook her head from side to side, and the dangling "corner" on her chin whizzed through the air. "In the current mainstream series of Steel Wings, this A sharp collision angle is one of the hallmarks of high-end products..."

  Victoria didn’t know what to say for a while, anyway, she couldn’t understand the “trend atmosphere” in the south that seemed to be updated several times a day, but her attention itself was not on this matter either——

  She looked not far away and saw that the greeter from Binhai County had come towards her.

  ……

In New Agonda, an increasingly busy adventurer camp, Modil Wilde took out a rocking chair made of wood from the room, and the adventurers on the street were busy and crowded. Next, he comfortably climbed onto the rocking chair and swayed there in a comfortable posture. A pack of small snacks floated next to him under the support of invisible magic, and on the other side was his favorite drink of the day. Honey cider.

  Take two dried fruits, drink a sip of sweet wine, take a look at the adventurers busy on the street, and let out a sigh of satisfaction-Modil is very satisfied with his talent to enjoy life.

  And the adventurers on the street will look weird as long as they pass here.

  At this moment, a somewhat familiar voice rang from the side, interrupting Modil’s comfort: "Master Modil, what are you doing?"

  The old mage followed his reputation and saw the familiar Miss Black Dragon and the strange expression on Miss Black Dragon’s face.

   "Ah, can't you see it?" The old mage pointed to the light clothes he had changed in advance, then pointed to the sky, "I'm basking in the sun."

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Miss Black Dragon looked up at the sky in surprise, but only saw a shining bright starry sky-Tarrond was at the extreme night, and the starlight would continue to cover this land for half a year. At this time, even the sun would not be visible. , What kind of sun does this great adventurer get in the sun?

  She couldn’t help reminding: “Master Modil...it’s the polar night...”

"I know, but it doesn't matter. As long as there is sunshine in my heart, there is always a good place to bask in the sun," Modil waved his hand with a smile, and the rocking chair under his body shook again. "Of course, if you have no objection. , I can throw a scorching sun into the sky, so that everyone in the adventurer camp can get the sun..."

  The young black dragon was shocked: "...Please don't do this!"

   "Hey, don't be so nervous, I have a sense of measure. I can guarantee that the scorching sun will naturally dissipate before it reaches a dangerous height, and even a piece of the roof will not be damaged..."

   "No, no, it's not the problem," Miss Heilong waved her hand again and again, her expression on her face was almost panic, "You will cause panic if you do this!"

"Okay, okay, the dragon's courage is much smaller than I thought," Modil waved his hand helplessly, and the interest he had just mentioned fell again, and he adjusted a comfortable posture on the recliner. The guests usually said to Miss Black Dragon, "Then I will continue to bask in the sun in my heart..."

"...Master Modil," Miss Black Dragon looked at the adventurer who is always doing amazing things in front of her, with a helpless expression on her face, "I want to remind you that although rest is your freedom, You are lying like this at the busiest intersection near the staging area...The adventurers who come and go already have a lot of opinions."

  "Any opinion?" Modil blinked and stood up and glanced at the adventurers who were passing by. "What can they say? No one will mention it to me."

  Someone must have the courage to come here to mention it in person!

Miss Heilong looked at the big adventurer in front of her with some dumbfounding. After confronting for two or three seconds, she finally couldn't help but sighed and said, "You are actually bored of staying in the camp all day, aren't you? "