Sword of Daybreaker

   Regarding the battlefield records sent back from the southern front line, Gao Wen and Amber read every detail very seriously, and unanimously came to the conclusion: The sea monster, a race of harmony, is indeed quite evil...

   But in addition to this wicked conclusion, this precious information has of course brought many important gains to Gao Wen.

"...The'cooperating tactics' chosen by Byron and General Vanessa is simple and rude, but it seems to be the most appropriate now." The picture in the holographic projection paused, resting on the last shot of the battlefield overlooking the battlefield, Gawain Turning around, he said to Amber next to him, "There is a huge gap between the way the Kraken and ours fight. There is almost no possibility that the soldiers on both sides can fight side by side on the same battlefield. not bad."

"The Sea-Monster is very good at fighting, really...it's more than I expected," Amber couldn't help but sighed, "I don't feel it when I usually deal with Tyre, I think she is a comedian... "

"The comedians don't conflict with being able to fight, let alone you can't even fight Tyre, let alone others," Gawain waved his hand. "Now it seems that the situation on the southern front can be relieved, Fannie. Although the number of soldiers brought by General Shah is limited, as long as they enter the field, they can ensure the victory of a region. This is what is currently urgently lacking on the southern front..."

   "It would be great if that expeditionary army could just break into the wasteland like this," Amber couldn't help but think, "They are recklessly connecting north and south, things will be much easier..."

"Just think about this kind of good thing," Gao Wen glanced at her. "General Vanessa only brought in less than 10,000 soldiers. Even if the Kraken can be beaten again, if he can't be beaten to death, these thousands of troops can cover how much. The scope of the battlefield? Aberrations are no brains. The priests behind them are not stupid. After realizing that they can’t beat the front at all, they don’t have to fight with you. There is no city or industrial system in that ghost place in the wasteland. Not afraid of'punch through', and the distortions can continuously regenerate, as long as the blocking wall is not built, even if the siren goes in and out in the wasteland, it is just a meaningless battle with the opponent. Loss of data."

"...Hey, one side can't be killed, and the other can't be killed. The war can still be fought like this," Amber pulled her two ears around, whispering, "but fortunately there is This Sea-Monster reinforcement army, they are not afraid to fight with the distortions. The silver empire’s golden and precious Millennium Legion finally does not need to be piled alive by those monsters using human tactics, but can concentrate on protecting the blocking wall."

"Yes, not only can the construction of the blocking wall on the southern route be accelerated, but now the wandering distortions in the Ogure area have been further weakened. Rebecca and the Duke of Baldwin can also start their blocking wall project. Gawain squeezed his chin, his eyes slowly became serious, and he muttered to himself thoughtfully, "Next... I don't know how Carmel is going..."

  ...

In the deep ocean full of gloom and chaos, the brilliance of the distant kingdom of God has gradually receded in the dimness, while countless huge shadows or clumps of strange and inexplicable shapes floating in the depths of the chaos emerged after the dim light faded. These The huge shadows are the projections left by those things that have disappeared in the deepest layer of the world in the long history. They are the memories recorded on the "backside" of this world. They float in the dark, spinning, and silently moving from As the cruise ship passes by, part of them will occasionally meet the heavy shield of the cruise ship and then pass through each other like two unrelated dreams, leaving no trace.

White knights in heavy armor and lightly armed nuns were busy in the deck area, and scholars in Typhon royal mage robes walked through the huge ship facilities, and Carmel floated above the deck. At a height of half a meter, when passing through an open area, he saw two white knights carefully lifting a half-person-high cylindrical container into a structure that looked like a connecting pipe, and then locked it. Buckles, straps and other things carefully fix it, and some devices are placed in certain grooves of the container shell.

Next to Carmel, Windsor Mapel, wearing a dark purple starry robe, looked up at the "sky" and saw a huge chaotic mass that was completely incompatible with physical common sense swirling around the shield. Drifting outside, its structure is so weird that it made her feel dizzy at a glance. The legendary magician from Typhon couldn't help but shook his head and muttered in a low voice: "These things will seriously affect our Thinking...and we haven’t been able to really study them yet."

"Your Majesty thinks these shadows are'the wrong projections on the back of the world,'" Carmel said casually, his voice buzzing and shaking, "and according to the clues provided by several senior consultants, these projections have already appeared in ancient times. They are very likely. With the birth of our world, it continues to this day...I am trying to build a model in which the upper order of our world is constantly changing, and those things that perish in the change will fall into fragments.' The deep sea eventually became this kind of shadow."

"...It sounds like it can establish some connection with the'Unified Wave Theory'..." Windsor Mapel said thoughtfully, "The waves in the early stages of the world's birth are transmitted in the universe and continue to move toward a deeper'boundary.' Sprawl, a certain degree of distortion and iteration will occur in the process of wave spreading, and some “things” that are incomprehensible to us “surface creatures” and even crazy at a glance..."

"Theoretically, this can be an explanation," Carmel said slowly, with emotion in his tone. "Our development in the field of theory has greatly exceeded our understanding of the physical world, in terms of calculation and logic. , The world is showing more and more bizarre attitudes. In this era, as long as we think deeply, we can explain the universe from a new angle almost every moment. Numerous new theories are being proposed, and countless conjectures are being proposed. Waiting for confirmation, countless discussions, verifications, refutations, debates...Ms. Windsor, have you ever imagined such a scene in your lifetime?"

"I never imagined that just a few years ago, this world was still clear and easy to understand to me," Windsor Mapel smiled and shook his head slightly. "At that time, many prestigious scholars even thought we We have reached the boundary of human wisdom seeking truth. We believe that we have understood most of the theories that can be understood in this world, and those unexplainable things are also hidden among the paths we have proven, or the authority of the gods for granted. , And then... we discovered the deep sea, discovered the legacy left by the sailors, discovered the fluctuating nature of magic power, discovered that the gods would die if they were killed, and... that almost caused countless veteran scholars and wizards to fight in the Royal Council Unified volatility model."

   "You guys almost got into a fight?" Carmel was a little surprised. "It sounds like this theoretical model has a greater impact in Typhon than in Cecil..."

"Typhon is an old magic power country, which means that we have a large number of deep-rooted and stubborn academic schools," Windsor Mapel said indifferently. "The traditional magic system is rooted in our society, generation after generation of magic Researchers and recorders have been cultivated in this mature system, which has given Typhon a strong national power in the past many years, but when drastic changes come, the tough walls become difficult. In the process of smashing the fence, too many highly respected scholars were hit, and even...depressed, including many seniors whom I deeply admire."

She sighed lightly, and cast her gaze to the dark and chaotic depths above, and another glimmer seemed to be emerging from the darkness. It should be the kingdom of the **** of commerce. It is the "down" of the giant ship under her feet. one stop".

At this glimpse, Windsor seemed to associate Typhon's traditional scholars in the chaos and embarrassment in front of the "Unified Wave Model" to those shining gods under the dome of the kingdom of God and above the bright and brilliant **** seat, one by one. The shaky figure in the face of changes in the times, in a sense, the fate of mortals and gods does not seem to be any different.

But soon, she shook her head: "Anyway, I still think this is the best time to see these huge developments in our lifetime, and to see mortals marching into such a vast unknown world. The mages are extremely lucky. Perhaps many of us have spent our entire lives unable to reach the end of any of these new realms, but it is better to be on the road of exploration forever than sitting in a pile of stale ancient books and doing ourselves. A dream that has been omniscient."

"...Yes, this is indeed a good time. In the history known to mortals, we have never been so close to the reality of the world as we are today," Carmel's eyes stayed on Windsor for a long time, and then he whispered softly. Said, "So we must protect this era and our civilization is about to get out of infancy, and cannot just die like this."

Windsor nodded slightly, and watched several Typhon scholars wearing mage robes pass by. They held another half-person-high cylinder with their energy-shaping hands, towards the path leading to the inside of the spaceship not far away. Walk through the passageway.

   "...Will these things really work?" She couldn't help asking, "What's in there?"

"It's'poison', but I can't tell you more," Carmel shook his head. "In fact, I don't even know the whole plan. The key part of it is in the hands of your majesty, and your majesty has said that this is The only option when things got to an irreversible step, he didn't tell me other things."

"...It seems that there are some things that can't be'known', don't worry, I understand," Windsor nodded clearly, and then a complicated look appeared on her face. She looked at the alloy deck that stretched out under her feet and looked around. Those towering ship structures and the powerful ancient shield system above whispered, "This feeling is really strange... These days, our exploration of this ship has almost proven to be meaningless, here Filled with things we can’t understand, with grotesque and twisted structures, and corrupted substances that should never be brought to the real world. Now everyone knows what this ship is. It may try to destroy everyone in the near future. The devil, but before this day comes, we are busy with this devil again...

"Some people want to'kill' this demon, but with our existing technology and equipment that can be brought in, even disassembling the hull of this ship may even take a whole century; most people worry about it every day. The ship suddenly "woke up" and began to carry out its terrible mission, which made every beat we made here seem extraordinarily terrifying; we walk under these long decks and towering domes every day, Destroyer Getting along with the destroyed day and night, as if actively embracing a nightmare."

  Windsor sighed, as if she didn’t know what she was trying to say, she could only laugh at herself: “Master Carmel, do you think the sentry knows what we’re doing here?”

"I don't dare to be blindly optimistic, so I think that thing must still be connected to this ship, but after all, it has been separated from its home port, separated from here by a whole real world, so it can probably only be vague. Sensing, instead of directly controlling the things on this ship as in the ancient times, otherwise it should have wiped out all of us "uninvited guests"," Carmel said calmly, "Of course, there are even worse sentinels that could do everything. I know that I can see everything, but it doesn't care at all, because in its eyes, us mediocre mortals are just bugs, and all our struggles are unable to destroy its powerful steel body."

  "...If this is the case, let it think so," Windsor said in a low voice, "When the collapse happens, the ‘bug’ doesn’t care what a decayed body is thinking."

  ...

In this difficult period, King Odris’s dinner for the guests was not considered luxurious, but it was still sumptuous. Byron was impressed by the southern meats, snacks, and berry wines from the Gaoling Kingdom. Outside the castle of Greta Fortress, the soldiers are celebrating. Unlimited meat and a good amount of wine are taken out to reward the soldiers who have survived the whole winter on this front, in the barracks and the city walls. In between, the bright lights will be on all night.

The cannon of Bitter Winter pointed to the northern plains, and the dragonborn scouts and dragoon scouts maintained their vigilance in the sky. The humid air in the north was the senses extended by the Krakens. This once shaky line of defense gained temporary safety at this moment. , The soldiers in Greta Fortress can finally relax a little bit.

   But for General Byron, Athalena and Vanessa, their mission on this front has just begun.

"We just received a message from Empress Bersetia. The Temple of Stars advancing the base suffered two violent attacks, but the Thousand-Year Legion that returned in time and the Thorin Guards stationed near the base repelled the enemy. It is temporarily safe there," King Odris said to Byron with a relaxed expression in the meeting room. "The news of the arrival of reinforcements also greatly encouraged the elven warriors. They are currently strengthening the fortifications and mobilizing supplies. , Ready to launch the next stage of military operations at any time."

"It sounds like the blocking wall over there is already being built?" Byron asked. The blocking wall plan was made after he left Northport, but during the voyage, he had already learned about it through contact with the land. The content of this plan, "I heard that the aberrations that attacked the advancement base of the Temple of Stars were gathered by the purification device..."

"Yes, it is precisely because the silver elves have begun to build the blocking wall, that the attacks of those wasteland monsters will become fierce day by day," Odris said in a deep voice, "the master behind those monsters also knows that once a cleansing When the device starts to operate, the nearby wasteland forces will be quickly disintegrated. At that time, it would be impossible to knock it down with a deformed body, so they are frantically attacking all the troops that enter the wasteland to prevent the elves from building Promote the base..."

General Vanessa next to    listened and smiled slightly: "Oh, this sounds like we are busy a little..."