Chapter 1273： front end (2/2)

"Yes, the atmospheric system'again' engulfed by magical energy is always undergoing unpredictable changes," Lerna's voice came from the side, with a breezy feeling, "but no matter how it changes, this The wasteland remains the same."

"Just like in this sad world... the direction of the wind is always changing, everything is constantly changing, but you are always trapped in these short cycles of reincarnation, and you can't get rid of it. Gravity is the'majestic wall' of this planet. Outside the wall is a starry sky that mortals don't deserve to touch... "

The elven sisters who look almost exactly the same on a boulder like an opera actor respond with emotion, and on the open ground behind them, a huge, mirror-like vortex-like space gap is gradually stabilizing.

The crack was filled with dazzling blue light. Streams of light rushed through the vast space deep in the crack, and the slight overflow of energy stirred the nearby air, bringing out a whistle-like wind around the crack.

Two deformed giants covered in blood and flesh mud are walking heavy steps towards the seemingly dangerous rift. They are carrying huge and sophisticated rune stones one after another. On the surface of the rune stones, dim magic The glory has gradually awakened.

The runestone was thrown into the rift. Just after passing through this "door", it flew quickly towards one of the blue light streams under the action of some kind of automatic guidance mechanism, and this delicate device was quietly submerged in the torrent of magical power. , And then a treant priest who was in charge of manipulating the deformed giant walked down from the nearby hillside and said with a sigh of relief: "Okay, now we have another node... Two patriarchs, we are away Success is one step closer."

Firna nodded slightly, and gave a sweet smile to the tree priest who was walking towards this side: "Yes, thank you very much."

Lerna on the side did not say a word, but raised her right hand slightly, and a light blue phantom light formed above her palm. In the clear magic projection, we could see a network of criss-cross, like blood vessels. The road structure emerges, and at the same time a part of the light flow in it appears brighter, as if it is being specially marked.

These optical flows obviously extend farther than other optical flows and produce more branches. Their ends cross vertically and horizontally, faintly, as if they are gathered into a spherical shape.

"Yes, we are a little closer to success," Lena smiled and said softly, "This has continued for generations and generations of meaningless reincarnation... finally it's a little bit meaningful."

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When the train entered the station, the loud whistle sound spread throughout the entire stronghold, and spread far and wide on the open plain terrain. The great architect Bruce Rock climbed up a tower near the southern city wall, this man of dwarf blood The outstanding craftsman of Xian raised his eyes and looked at it. It took a moment before he nodded slightly: "We have a firm foothold here. It's great."

On both sides of the high tower, you can see a strong city wall made of reinforced concrete extending towards the east and west sides. The outer layer of the high wall is covered with reinforced steel armor, and the shield generator is embedded in the wall. A translucent energy barrier was set up to further block the dangerous wandering objects on this plain. On the top of the high wall, you can see the fixed fortress cannons and the mobile tracks built along the wall, which can be seen at any time. The transferred movable turrets are on standby on those tracks.

Inside the high walls, there are neat barracks, warehouses and the "front command" in the center.

A straight charging track extends from the direction of the Black Forest in the north. There are neatly arranged relay piles on both sides of the track. The sky above the track is covered with a translucent shield barrier, which is like an artery made of metal, connecting From the rear and the outpost, the base at the foot of the magnificent wall is closely connected with the mainland of the empire on the other side of the dark mountain range.

The heavy and solemn armored train "Iron Throne-General Winter" has completed its "test run" and is now steadily parked next to the armed platform on the east side of the base. This brand-new war machine is spewing out heat and steam. The power runes everywhere are gradually returning to dimness. A total of four large magic crystal railguns and four large rainbow light generators at the head and tail are being inspected by technical sergeants, and they look majestic.

Bruce Rock stared at the magnificent armored train for a long time, with admiration and appreciation in his eyes. Although he is not a "war technician" who can make armored trains, he believes that no sane craftsman can. Reject the powerful charm of such a "destructive artwork",

He is very honest about the body of this war machine, every repulsive mechanism, every main gun, and every piece of cold and hard armor attached to it.

But in the end, the great architect forced himself to retract his gaze and repositioned his gaze in the direction of the magnificent wall.

Looking at it here, the energy barrier built by the Silver Empire and humans 700 years ago is no longer a distant landscape.

It stands just less than a kilometer south of this frontline base. Considering its huge size, it is almost as close to Bruce’s eyes. The thick and amazing energy barrier is like a never-ending curtain of flowing water. Like floating and flowing slowly in front of the eyes of the great architect, on the other side of the curtain is a scene of desolate and corrupted wasteland.

The towering sentry tower stands at the southeast position of the base. At this moment, the angle of sunlight is just right. The shadow of the tower stretches out and covers the base. As long as anyone in the base looks up, they can see that magnificent ancient building. The tower stood in the field of vision, and the giant "stone" floating in the air was shining brightly in the sky.

While the great architect Bruce Panshi was looking at the direction of the Gondor wasteland and planning the next plan to set up a propulsion base inside the high wall, another great architect Gordon stationed here came to the armed platform. Welcoming the first regiment of the Empire that arrived with the armored train.

On the platform, Gordon saw the Legion’s commanders with blond hair and a much more calm and introverted temperament than in previous years. Marshal Philip, the young man with bronze skin beside the Marshal was his adjutant Payne, and another A young man with short silver hair and a humble appearance stood behind Philip and Payne.