Sword of Daybreaker

Bertila looked at Gao Wen quietly.

Although the distressed leaves have fallen, it is still necessary to maintain a calm and indifferent posture. This is the last dean of her death as a finalist in the face of the "outside rogue".

It has played countless times in hundreds of years, helping the end of all things to complete the ultimate book of countless key projects, and finally ended its long service, probably... this is indeed its fate.

The great patriarch gave the book to her, and passed on to the inheritance of all things. Now, the path of this wrong inheritance is also over.

Next, perhaps it belongs to the era of the gods, perhaps to the era of indulging, or maybe... really belongs to the era of the extraterrestrial rogue and the new order he created, but in any case, she is in this posture If you survive, you should be prepared to face the next fate, regardless of the fate...where to go.

She showed a faint smile - she tried to make herself laugh like a personal class, but the mimetic face of the plant made her every expression with a bit of rigidity: "In this way, we can achieve something... cooperation What?"

"I think," Gao Wen nodded slightly. "In the territory of Cecil, the death of all things is no longer a threat, and I don't mind that there is a plant on the land that I ruled to cure the earth." - As long as the plant is willing to obey the Imperial Basic Law, and you... I hope that you can cooperate to cooperate with our further investigation into the event of the death of all things."

"Of course," Bellilla said softly, the wooden structure around her squirmed, and the flexible vines and roots had to be differentiated again, turning out countless twigs, twigs slowly entangled, and a little bit of something, " This... even if it is the ultimate book, my second 'sincerity'."

The twigs finally condensed out of the outline, and Gao Wen was surprised to see that they formed a large three-dimensional structure, covering an area of ​​almost one-third of the hall. In this three-dimensional structure, a corridor, a room The broken walls and compartments are clearly visible.

"this is……"

"My roots are aware of the structure of the underground palace," Belltila said with a smile. "I know that you found the 'guide,' but Bard didn't know the entire structure of the underground palace, and it also experienced collapse. And the deformation, about half of the rooms and corridors are no longer in the original position, or hidden structural risks, I hope this map can help you - the reddish brown room is our laboratory, the gray room is the file The museum, all of our information - the most advanced and bloodiest - are in these rooms, please feel free to use them. As for how to choose... depends on you."

The most extreme and advanced biochemical technology laboratory in the human world finally opened its doors to Gao Wen.

"I will make good use of it," he said with a smile.

Amber and others waiting outside for a long time outside the hall finally received instructions from Gao Wen. After returning to the hall, they saw the wooden three-dimensional map occupying one-third of the hall at the first sight, but they should stand on the "map". The nearby Bertila has disappeared.

Amber moved to Gaowen in three or three steps. The special policeman glanced around the circle and asked curiously: "What about the vegetative?"

Gao Wen: "Plants?!"

"Yeah, the person who grows with the plant..."

Gao Wen: "..."

He also thought that Amber had mastered a vocabulary that he had never taught her, and the result was such a hard work.

"She's still here," Gao Wen shook his head. "This giant tree is her. This is the result of the mutating power of her forcing and the power of the false god. And if you are referring to the human body that she mimicked... she Going deeper is the collapse layer we can't get in."

"Sounds like awesome..." Amber scratched his hair. "It’s not a good place to listen to it. What did she do in the past?"

Gao Wen looked far away and looked at the secret room behind the original Bertila. The secret room was filled with human remains. They were all carried out from the underground palace by Bertila in a state of shackles. The remains, but now... there is already empty.

"She went to a funeral - got my permission. After all, even the cultists who were burned to death were allowed to be buried."

Amber blinked and noticed that Gao Wen was holding a **** book she didn't know - this book had not appeared before: "What is this?"

"...An ancient artifact that may have hidden a huge secret, it is now damaged, but I think there is research value," Gao Wen said casually, then looked at the action players standing near him and pointed to the hall. The map in the middle, "This is the current structure of the palace. It should be accurate. The future exploration work will be carried out with reference to this map. Priority will be given to the gray-white marking of the contents of the room to the surface. As for now, we will return first. There is still a lot of work to be done on the surface."

After waiting for a long time on the surface, the female knights Margarita and Pitman finally saw Gao Wen with the team coming out of the dark passage.

Although they have been able to contact the following action teams through the magic network terminal, the middle Gaowen and the strange "teacher" have been talking for a long time, everyone is very nervous during this time, but fortunately, everything is last Peace, Margarita can not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty," the female knight greeted, "Next..."

“The situation is more complicated. We will talk about it later after returning to the camp,” Gao Wen said, and looked at it with amazement. A lot of fallen leaves with beautiful magic lines sprinkled on the lush grass and bushes. From the canopy of this giant tree on top of his head, he looked at the horsewoman. "What is going on? How come so many leaves?"

The other side looked normal when talking to Bellilla, so Gao Wen was a little concerned about the leaves that suddenly fell.

“I don’t know,” Margarita shook her head. “It’s suddenly dropped more than an hour ago, but nothing unusual happened.”

Gao Wen blinked and touched his chin: "...It’s probably too cold, after all, it’s a plant."

It’s impossible to lose the distressed leaves... Bertila said she didn’t care.

Suddenly around the invisible wind, the grass swayed with a creaking sound, and Gao Wenxin, who was preparing to leave the place, stopped feeling. He looked at the trunk of the giant tree and saw a lot of flowers entwined with flowers. The flower vine suddenly grew out, the flower vine twisted and stretched, and the figure of Bertila emerged from it.

If there are not many vines behind them, there are roots under the feet and the earth, and the Bertila that emerges from the flower vines looks almost the same as normal people.

The soldiers who were vigilant around raised their weapons in an instant, and Margarita also put his hand on the handle of the melted sword on the waist, but Gao Wen waved his hand to stop the actions of everyone. He looked at Bertila: "Your thing. Busy working?"

“It’s all over,” said Bertila, faintly, and glanced at the vigilant sights around her—although she could see everything in the tree’s coverage without turning the mimetic body’s eyes, she still used The body made such a humanized movement and revealed a sigh. "It's really unpopular... Is this really good?"

"Nothing is bad," Gao Wen looked calm. "The empire is in desperate need of rest and recuperation. This land is in urgent need of healing. You are rooted here, heal it here, you have this ability. Let those who have been displaced by the disaster you set off return. Home and fill your stomach, let the flesh and blood of you and your compatriots become the nutrients of this land. This is the most perfect arrangement, far better than making a bunch of new ashes on the plains."

"I have no ability to heal the entire plain of the Holy Spirit. My coverage is limited to the Sorin area..."

"Then cure the Sorin area, our reconstruction project needs a bridgehead," Gao Wen nodded, and then paused. "The camp here, I will withdraw half, but will retain the military camp in Sorinburg and the south. Sentry. You understand what I mean."

Bertila slowly showed a smile: "The necessary caution, and the necessary goodwill, Gao Wenxiong."

......

The colder the weather, the winter is approaching. In this country in the northern part of the mainland, the cold air is always earlier than other places, but in the relatively warm south, the warmth brought by the giant day is still in love.

Just after noon, just the right sun shines on the open area of ​​the eastern suburbs of Cecil City. The warm sunshine dispels the chill caused by the north wind. Maggie sits on the crates next to the test site and looks up at it. The brilliant day of the sun, slightly narrowed his eyes.

In the Principality of the Holy Dragon, there is no such warm sunshine, there will always be ice and snow, the whistling cold wind will always rule the mountains and the Yulin, all the memories of Maggie's hometown are built in the snow, the cold wind, the mountains and those ancient It is like a gravestone building on a grave.

In the years that followed, her memory was associated with the mountains of the northern part of Ansu.

Winter Castle has a warm fire, but outside the winter castle, it is still mountains, snow, and endless cold air... But even so, she still likes that place, I like it very much.

And here, the southern border of the empire...

The warmth here is different from the rest. The vitality here is also very different from the rough and enthusiastic life of the northern mountain people.

This novelty place feels pretty good.

She smiled and looked at the center of the test field.

The magical technicians are busy around a huge and weird machine with a main structure like a short, thick vertebral body or a gyro, with a large metal ring engraved with runes on the lower part. There are wide wings with two sides and a half moon shape. The upper part of the "gyro" can also be seen in the simple cockpit made of metal and crystal glass. The cockpits are stretched on both sides and are supported by mechanical structures and steel skeletons. The other pair of wings, its shape is so weird, so that any well-informed great magician and naturalist come here to fear that there is no known thing, and can not guess its role.

But this weird thing is the treasure of everyone here - those highly respected magician technicians are sweating around the machine, and Rebecca, as the chief design and commander, controls the overall situation. Maggie even saw the Miss Kraken named "Tir". The Kraken, who was always lazy and lacking in enthusiasm, even came to the test field. Now she is on the ground with her tail. Copying the sonnets to counter the dignity of the sun, while squinting at the Cecil's "new mechanical gadgets".

As a visitor from a high-ranking civilization, Tyre is not only an audience on the test field, but also a small consultant. Despite the huge differences between the two ethnic technology trees, Tyre has no way of commenting on the field of magic lines, but at least in some technically relevant parts, such as mechanical structure and mechanics, she can make some suggestions.

The technicians seem to have completed the final commissioning.

Rebecca was clapping, then the imperial princess turned and looked at Maggie's sitting position.

"Maggie! Ok! We will fly again today!! This will be!!"

Maggie showed a smile and jumped off the crates to the weird big machine.

Rebecca’s voice came from the side: “...the last crash was the vibration of the rudder wing. We adjusted its connection this time, definitely...

"You relax your mind, you can do it normally, there is no change in control, and the joysticks are perfect.

"This time we will definitely fly, this time it will definitely fly!"

Rebecca held his fist and waved it twice, then smiled and added the last sentence:

"And it will land smoothly... at least face up."

(Pushing time!! The title of the book "Player Super Justice", the author does not pray for ten strings (it seems that the newcomer is actually returning to the old bird), a book about going crazy after going into a different world and becoming a npc, doing things super good.)