Chapter 658 It's All Over

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Chapter 658 of the Sword of Dawn is over

The thick clouds were low, and the torrential rain was pouring. The entire Baisha area was shrouded in an endless darkness. Under the swirling clouds, the rain curtain seemed to hang from the sky to the ground. The degree of suffocation, and in this apocalyptic darkness and storm, countless strange limbs are bred, countless indescribable things condense from the rain with cheers, and all who see it all - the soldiers on the Iron Throne , officers and war technicians will never forget the spiritual shock brought by this scene for the rest of their lives.

The entire crew of the Iron Throne had a positive, upbeat and optimistic vibe throughout the entire train.

"Turn off the mental protection system." Commander Maryland felt that his mind was clearer than ever before, and judged that the on-board mental protection system was no longer useful, so he ordered.

The indescribable structure is still active, and it droops down from the cloud top vortex, as if a gigantic deep-sea creature is licking the earth with countless tentacles, but it is not the only giant that emerges from the cloud. The structure - when the lightning bursts and the light is at its strongest, Maryland can see there are many small humanoids weaving between those tentacles, they seem to be carrying all kinds of tools, in the chaos Busy in the gluttonous feast, with the help of the extraordinary vision, Maryland could tell that some of the individuals were similar in shape to Miss Tyre in the territory.

But the shape of other individuals is not so easy to describe... They put together various strangely shaped limbs in addition to the humanoid body, and some even don't know if they should be considered limbs, just like... just grow long like...

Those are Cecil's allies, the sirens from the deep sea.

Thankfully, this powerful clan is Cecil's ally.

The adjutant came over, and the young officer had a look of confusion on his face: "General, what do we need to do now?"

"No need to do anything," Maryland said to the adjutant. "Just wait until the rain stops."

"Yes, General."

The two raised their heads at the same time, and looked at the gluttonous feast in the distance through the train window covered with a fortified shield.

In the center of this dark rainstorm, in the center area of ​​the warp field that has almost completely evolved into the water element field, the "forest" formed by the tentacles has completely isolated the artificial god from the external environment. Three thousand two hundred tidal banshees united The imitated "Sea Emperor" beast covered this area with its unprecedentedly huge body.

Between the thousands of tentacles hanging from the sea emperor, the radiance of runes flickered on and off, and the layers of illusory force fields interweaved into an airtight barrier. All Julu's desperate resistance was ineffective in front of that powerful barrier and return.

In the area shrouded by the Sea Emperor, inside the barrier, the siren general Vanessa, who holds the title of the lord of the deep sea, is instructing the deep sea warriors to complete the final processing of the "food".

The environment where the rainstorm is pouring is the "mimic ocean" created by the elemental warp field. The Krakens can move freely in such an environment. At this moment, they walk through the rain curtain as if they are swimming in the ocean. The charged blades cut through Julu's massive body, which was still struggling instinctively.

This is a rather dangerous job. Although the giant deer has died, the huge vitality and magic remaining in its body are still maintaining the flesh and blood, even allowing the flesh and blood to survive independently for a period of time after being cut apart. Facing this This kind of opponent, even if it is a powerful deep-sea warrior, even if it creates a home field advantage and ambush advantage, the Krakens are still unavoidable some casualties.

Near Julu's shoulder and neck, an overly reckless deep-sea warrior waved the war blade in his hand, cut open a piece of crawling flesh, and a dazzling electric arc erupted from the wound without warning, smashing the unfortunate siren from the front. 's body, the latter only had time to let out a scream, and it slammed into a torn spray that dissipated in the air.

The busy Krakens nearby saw this scene, and several of them shouted: "Ah - Yusheng failed, zero points out!"

This is a very popular sarcasm in the Kraken community, used to mock those Krakens who died accidentally because of their carelessness.

Vanessa, who happened to be swimming nearby, swung the snake's tail, picked up the war blade dropped by the death warrior, and waved at the soldiers who were a little oblivious: "Pay attention to order!! Unless you have never died since you were young!"

The soldiers dispersed in a hurry and continued to perform tasks, to cut the corpse of Julu or deal with the "trouble products" that were born from the blood of Julu, Vanessa threw the recovered warblade to her body. A sea monster next to him - the sea monster turned into a sea monster with a large number of arms and legs, and at this moment there were several war blades on each arm and leg.

"Take these weapons back, don't drop any of them, and pick them up when they are resurrected."

A tidal banshee with a lilac fish tail swam from a distance, holding a short staff with intricate lines in her hand, and there were many samples of cut pieces of meat floating in the blisters around her: "General, cut The meat pieces that have come down have been preliminarily identified."

"what's the result?"

"Good taste!" The purple-tailed siren nodded vigorously, and then frowned a little, "but the taste is not very good, and the energy is a bit mixed, this thing looks like some kind of combination product, and the technology is very immature In addition, its regeneration is also limited, it should have exceeded the threshold at present, and its regeneration ability is rapidly declining, which is completely inferior to the big squid..."

"Well...it's not surprising, after all, this is a 'counterfeit' made by humans," Vanessa said casually, "It's normal for poor quality, but at least a large quantity is enough, isn't it? Besides, this thing can give a reaction Does the furnace supply power?"

"It shouldn't be a problem, but an extra layer of extraction process is needed, otherwise it may cause a certain pressure on the reactor," the purple-tailed siren said seriously, "If the rainbow technology transmitted by Tyre can be used smoothly, our energy The conversion efficiency will increase by more than 30%, and this batch of new fuels will be very cost-effective."

"Very good, let's collect them all - after we go back, part of them will be used to supplement consumption, and part of them will be used to supply energy to the reactor. The exact allocation is up to the Queen."

"Yes, General," the purple-tailed siren nodded, then glanced at the Julu who was being cut, "It's incredible... This season's terrestrial civilization can actually create this kind of thing. I always thought that their technical level Very low, but they created the rainbow light device and this thing... I don't know if their technology for making this thing can be made public. If they can, maybe they can solve the problem of insufficient production of giant squid. ."

"I'm afraid not," Vanessa sighed, "I heard that the technology to create this 'god' is very cruel and dark. Not only is human's own morality unacceptable, but the queen doesn't plan to ask for it. We are here just to deal with it' The product of technology', as for the technology itself... just die."

The purple-tailed siren blinked and muttered: "I can't accept it, but I still made it. Humans are really a strange race..."

"Their ethnic group is divided, this is one of the characteristics, there is no way," Vanessa said, "These human beings who cooperate with us are only one of their ethnic groups, and there are many similar ethnic groups in human society... It's quite troublesome to figure out the difference between them."

The purple-tailed siren thought for a while, and let out a regretful sigh: "Oh...it's really rare to have such good cooking skills."

"Yeah, it's rare to have such good cooking skills."

...

everything is over.

In the velvet study of Silver Castle, the latest information from the Iron Throne is displayed on the holographic projection device.

The sky and earth were shrouded in darkness, violent storms washed over the Baisha area, huge deep-sea creatures descended in the rain, and a gluttonous feast was the final outcome of the man-made god.

In Gawain's view, this is really a hopeful image, but unfortunately the image is too shocking, and it does not seem suitable for public disclosure under the current social background.

"We can think about how to publicize it next," Gawain tapped on the table, attracting the attention of the two guardian dukes (grand consuls), "This catastrophe created by the death of all things is now It’s only the preliminary end, but we still have a lot of work to do to get it off the ground smoothly.”

Duke Baldwin took a light breath, but couldn't help but ask, "Is that the 'sea monster' you mentioned?"

"That's right, Kraken, the deep-sea ethnic groups that appear in many legends, but unlike most of the legendary ethnic groups, they really exist and have established a certain relationship with us."

Bai Dewen seemed to have something to say, but he was hesitant to say anything, but Victoria next to him spoke directly: "Is this risky?"

"Contact with any alien is risky, but sometimes we don't have a choice, and in my personal judgment, these sea monsters are trustworthy-as early as two years ago, the southern border has established contact with the sea monsters, and we have some technology The exchanges, although small in scale, have at least achieved a certain level of equal dialogue."

Baldwin and Victoria exchanged glances, seeming to be slightly relieved, but still a little nervous.

Of course Gawain knew why.

He spread his hands and leaned back on the high-backed chair: "I know what you are worried about, frankly, they are a very powerful group, although their domain is in the deep sea, but if they want, they can indeed be on land A storm has been raised on the... A storm in every sense of the word, but we must be aware of one fact:

"Whether we like it or not, there are such powerful groups in this world, sirens exist, dragons exist, and some powerful races that only exist in legends may also exist. They may live far away, but if They want to, they can come to this Loren continent, and we... can't even get out of the coastline.

"These races actually exist, and the only thing we, the races blocked by the ocean and our own civilization, should be grateful for is that at least they are not hostile to us.

"But this kind of 'no hostility' is not something we won, but a gift from fate.

"We can only do two things, first, face the fact, because running away and pretending to be deaf will not solve the problem; second, develop ourselves, don't stop at the current moment of peace, don't be blinded by temporary prosperity, Beyond our eyes, the world is still very big, and if we want to survive in this big world for a long time, development is the last word."

Gawain's words were very straightforward. In the eyes of the two grand consuls, this straightforward statement might even be a blow to their self-confidence as human beings.

It's hard to admit that you're weak, and it's even harder for people like them.

However, some facts must be recognized clearly. In many cases, the driving force for development lies in realizing one's own inadequacies, and this is precisely the reason why the human beings on this land, after being blocked in the interior for seven hundred years, have been peacefully protected for seven years. What is lacking after a hundred years is, in a sense, one of the reasons for the decline of the Ansu Kingdom in the past.

The Siren is a peaceful race. These creatures from the deep sea, with wonderful ideas, lively and friendly, are valuable allies of the Principality of Cecil (now the Cecil Empire). However, as Gawain said, this "friendly" "It's not something that human beings won by themselves, it's just that human beings are lucky.

That's why Gawain attaches so much importance to the "technical cooperation" between Cecil and the Kraken. Even if the cooperation is only on one or two key technologies, it means that at least humans are qualified to "dialogue" with these deep-sea creatures.

If the Cecil people didn't even have rainbow technology in their hands, no matter how friendly those deep-sea creatures were, would they be interested in a small principality on a distant land?

I am afraid that looking at the backward humans on the land will delay them from digging squid.

Development is the last word. The Cecilians know this and have already tasted the benefits of development, but more than half of the people in this country don't know that the two grand consuls in front of Gawain may be among the majority of the people. For the wise, they have felt a trace of urgency in "social progress", but in order to make them more deeply aware of the importance of development and broaden their horizons, it is necessary for Gawain to show them something more intuitive.

Beside Bai Dewen showed a thoughtful look, and Victoria understood what Gawain meant by saying this.

At this moment, the two dukes suddenly had a certain feeling - the resurrected Gawain Duke Cecil is really like an elder in the family, and he is trying his best to maintain this almost every moment." For the survival of the family", we must always find ways to discipline and guide those bear children who refuse to obey discipline. We must pay attention to guidance, warnings, and preaching. We must not tire of reminding: "Don't touch this; don't touch that; don't let it go to waste. study; beware of danger; exercise; eat more vegetables; live in harmony with brothers and sisters…”

However, no one listened to him. The bear children demolished the house in a civil war, and burned down the kitchen and warehouse (the grain-producing area in the east of the Holy Spirit Plain). Get up and put out the fire...

The two dukes looked at Gawain subconsciously, and at the same time felt that the founding hero was really not easy.

Gawain noticed the changes in the eyes of the two, and was pleased that his efforts to guide the transformation of the two old nobles had achieved good results, but soon he felt that the eyes of the two seemed a little wrong...

...

At the same time, in the shadow world, the deepest part of the fortress of disobedience.

In the dark and chaotic void space, large and small floating boulders and islands form a fragmented earth, and a large wreck of ancient warships emitting a faint glow surrounds a white-lighting giant deer corpse, in this space that seems to be eternally silent. Inside, Julu Amoen opened his eyes slightly, and in his crystal-like eyes, scenes were constantly flashing:

The train, covered with steel armor and shields, galloped on the rails, and the furious man-made gods chased after the armored train.

The artillery positions of the mortals were in full swing, bombarding the gods and disasters of the shock front.

The torrential rain poured, the space cracks opened in the thick clouds, and the indescribable alien limbs hung from the air, tearing the corpse of Julu, and feasting on the feast.

In the rift valley deep underground, in the collapsed and cracked ancient palace, a vibrant but extremely strange plant grows between the rock walls, and countless vines spread out from around it. This plant is so huge that it covers half of it. A rift can be seen, and a shocking tear and burn marks can be seen from the bottom to the top.

Scene after scene flashed, and finally gradually returned to nothingness.

After a long period of dead silence, the pair of crystal eyeballs dimmed, the giant deer Amoen closed his eyes again, and the white shimmer around him also dimmed slightly.