Chapter 659

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Eastern border, Baisha area.

The wind and rain finally stopped, and the apocalyptic darkness and rain curtain, as well as the deep-sea creatures that emerged in the rain curtain, have left.

At the end of the "eating", the cloudy vortex in the sky opened a huge crack, and there were sparkling waves like the ocean hanging upside down in the crack, and those deep-sea allies returned to their realm through the crack. Most of the remains of the giant deer were taken away, leaving only some "remains" at the scene.

Those remnants of bones are now lying quietly thousands of meters away from the Iron Throne, between the White Sand Hills and the White Water River. There used to be a flat open area, but now there is a huge deep pit. The deep pit was full of broken rocks and lifeless soil, as if a piece had been dug away.

Maryland led a group of officers and soldiers to the edge of the deep pit. Looking at the skeletal fragments and some remaining flesh and blood still exuding strong magic fluctuations, twisted and entangled at the bottom of the pit, the commander couldn't help feeling filled with emotion.

A powerful "artificial god", even with a certain divine power, died just like that.

Died in a gluttonous feast.

A rustling sound came from the side, and Maryland turned her head and saw the lady siren who was temporarily stranded in Cecil - Tyre didn't know where she was hiding before, and she only appeared when the dust settled.

"Did you really eat it?" Maryland couldn't help but ask.

"Actually, it's not all for eating..." Tyre scratched his hair, but suddenly felt that it was very troublesome to explain this matter, so he waved his hand, "But it's okay for you to understand that, anyway, after they go back, they will definitely want to Have a big meal."

What a horrible race.

Maryland thought with a hint of awe in her heart, and at the same time couldn't help but glance at the huge pit.

Not only the power is terrible, but the mouth and appetite are terrible.

"It's amazing, you guys actually gnawed such a big hole on the ground to come out..."

Tyr was stunned when he heard it, and quickly waved his hand in response: "This pit is not gnawed out - this is because the magic reaction is too violent, and the energy field oscillates when the warp field pulls people back, so I made it. Come out of such a pit..."

Maryland was embarrassed,

He who came from a noble family suddenly felt rude, and quickly apologized: "Ah, I offended."

"It's alright, it's normal for different races to misunderstand. We sirens always suspect that your land creatures always live in dry places, which will affect their intelligence..." Tyr waved his hands carelessly and said, "Don't talk about that. , the energy surge in this place has subsided, when are you going to start studying these wrecks?"

She pointed to the "remains" left at the bottom of the pit after the Kraken Expedition was evacuated. Although they were all inactive debris, their value was still incalculable. For any researcher, those Bones and flesh are great treasures.

"The news has been passed back to the southern border, and a professional person will come here to take over soon," Maryland said, while being a little curious, "Why are you asking this?"

"Oh, I meant to say that if you guys don't start researching in a while, I'm going to go down and have a couple of bites..." Tyr said with a look of reason, "I was in charge of maintaining the guiding beacon before, and I didn't know it. Catch up with the sisters for dinner..."

Maryland: "..."

This noble commander has dealt with all kinds of people in his life, but he never thought that dealing with sea monsters would be so difficult!

This race can go beyond your knowledge with a casual opening, and then make any erudite and wise person speechless, speechless, unable to think of how to answer - I really don't know how Duke Cecil followed him. This group of deep-sea aliens established a connection!

After staring at her for a long time, Maryland finally came up with a suitable rhetoric: "This... I'm sorry, Miss Till, I'm afraid I have to report it to my superiors. After all, these wrecks are now experimental samples and trophies."

Tyre's face was full of regret: "Hey, I knew it would be like this. Why is it so difficult to be a siren? There are a lot of people stopping you when you eat a small cookie..."

Maryland: "..."

...

everything is over.

The news of the victory of the Eastern Front reached the southern border as soon as possible, and within a few hours, it was conveyed to the people by means of outside the newspaper and broadcast on the magic net.

Although the officials have not released detailed information involving the truth, nor have official celebrations been held, an atmosphere of joy and joy has begun to spread in Cecil City.

Although there is still a large amount of abandoned land in the east of the Holy Spirit Plain, and although the Typhon Empire is not far away, it is not certain when another crisis will break out, but at least at this moment, everyone is relieved.

On the edge of the industrial area of ​​the main city, at the magic energy train station, a magic energy train that is going to the eastern region is parked beside the platform. The holographic barriers representing the waiting state rise from both sides of the track, blocking the train and the platform. Inside the barrier, the brand-new train carriage was painted with Cecil's emblem and digital markings. The surface of the repulsion generators arranged along the car body was showing light blue rune brilliance. Outside the barrier, people preparing to ride were gathering. On the platform, line up under the command of the management staff while waiting for the barrier to open.

Some of these people waiting to board the train are Cecil soldiers in uniform or armor. They are going to the east with this train to maintain order in the east and consolidate the border defense line. Some of them are people in ordinary clothes. Some of them are To go to the Gelan area, some are going to the Baisha mines, some are employees of factories or government offices, and some are doing business between these areas.

Although several experimental railway lines have been put into formal operation, the development time is still short. On the one hand, fares are still expensive. The people who ride and are willing to ride the magic energy train are still a small part of the crowd. They are usually employees of the government affairs office with tasks, or businessmen with high economic strength.

Most of these people wear short coats or "simple" dresses that have recently become popular and are based on beauty and practicality, and carry small boxes of similar styles. Women usually wear a sun hat with a veil, and men Bring a black or dark brown umbrella.

These are the new gadgets that have been trending in Cecil City lately, and they're affordable and affordable for everyone - when people suddenly find that the extra money they have on hand can buy something that's not so necessary, but can After making themselves more comfortable and convenient, similar "new things" quickly became props for some Cecil citizens to "decorate" themselves. medium of signals:

I've had enough to eat and still have the energy to live a decent life.

In addition to these clothes and daily necessities, almost everyone will bring an extra newspaper or magazine to relieve the boring time on the journey. At the same time, in the station rest area and on the train, discuss the newspaper with the neighbors The content is also one of the hallmarks of being "close to fashion", "informed and educated".

Of course, not everyone will aspire to this "decent mark".

Many new immigrants who have just filled their stomachs and have just gotten rid of embarrassment cannot change their mentality in a short period of time. They are more willing to save money and food, and retain the "hunger anxiety" during the embarrassing period, but at least, in those who already have some economic strength. , In the old era, these "signs" were very meaningful among the people who were closer to the "bourgeoisie", and it was these people who, through their own acceptance and use of new things, were gradually shaping the "plug" In addition to the old-fashioned concepts of aristocrats, serfs, and freemen, a new group of "Cecil citizens" was created.

People were talking about what was in the papers, about the victory on the Eastern Front. No more detailed news has been announced so far, and the latest issue of the newspaper only briefly published a piece of news-the most powerful evil creation of the Association for the End of All Things has been destroyed, and the Holy Spirit Plain has entered the final cleaning stage- But even that simple sentence was enough to relax everyone's tense hearts and start talking about the victory in a relaxed and proud tone.

In the corner of the platform, Pittman, wearing a short black robe, was instructing several new apprentices to carry several large boxes of luggage to the luggage cart. He looked at the beaming appearance of the people around him, and whispered to Carmel next to him: "Say To be honest, when I first found out what the madmen of the All-Death Society had built, I thought about running away."

Carmel and Pittman have been in contact for a long time, and his judgment on this little old man is quite accurate, and he said casually: "I don't believe it."

"Why are you so sure..."

"With your character, when you really think about running, you must be on your way."

"...It's getting more and more boring to talk to you."

Pittman waved his hand, and Carmel next to him glanced up and down the old Druid's clothes curiously: "Speaking of which, you always wear this old-fashioned robe, don't think about trying the simplification that is popular now. A dress coat or a trench coat? It's said to be very good, more practical and more comfortable than the old clothes."

"I'm used to wearing this outfit," Pittman rolled his eyes and swept the pile of rune armor pieces on Kamel's body, "When you come up with a way to replace the pile of armor pieces on your body. , come talk to me about fashion."

There was a strange buzzing sound inside Carmel, as if to express helplessness, and at about the same time, a loud bell rang on the platform.

"The train is ready," Pittman raised his head and glanced at the magic energy train not far away, seeing that the barriers on the edge of the platform were disappearing one by one, he turned around and waved his hand, "I have to go - to see the end of all things What the hell did the dead lunatic tinker with. You said that Cecil's power is not small now, and there are many Druids recruited and registered. Why do I still feel that everything has to be an old bone like me. Let’s run, the salary should go up too…”

The old druid kept talking, as if he was full of resentment, but he walked quickly with a few apprentices to the train not far away-he was ordered to go to the White Sand Hills to investigate the remains of the "artificial god" after his death. some fragments. As the oldest druid in the territory, and as the only expert who understands the secrets of the Society for the End of Everything, he cannot avoid this task.

Carmel, who came to see him off, watched Pittman get on the train, and watched the passengers on the platform enter the carriage in batches.

Then the huge magic machinery began to make a low hum, the power ridge was charged, the rune group was lit, and the train slowly accelerated on the track, heading into the distance.

Not far away, on the street outside the platform and in several open spaces, several groups of children who came to watch the lively ran with the train, shouting and exclaiming in amazement across the fence, and some pedestrians passing by on the road also stopped. , Someone waved at the train, and someone carefully looked at what this advanced machine looked like when it was driving.

The emergence of the magic industry has finally begun to change the world from the aspects of life details, cultural customs, and social order.

"Magic Industries..." Carmel said to himself, the light on his body slowly flickering, "It seems that this is indeed a good way..."

An electric arc swept across his body, illuminating the rune armor plate on his chest, and on the ancient metal sheet, the emblem of the ancient Gondor Empire was mottled.

"It seems that I can really see the day when mankind will return to glory... Your Highness Ophelia, I hope you have also waited until this day to see this day."

This new magic industry empire may still be far behind the Gondor Empire, but one day, it will catch up or even surpass it.

Carmel, who has experienced the most glorious age of mankind and witnessed an advanced society, is now looking forward to that day.