Chapter 1147： Blood relative (1/2)

After watching the broken coast for a long time, the red dragon Karador withdrew his sight, and then he raised his head, the huge dragon wings spread high, soaring into the air from the small floating island, and flying to a place located in the south of the town. A large floating island near the sea and large enough to support a town.

In that devastating battle, the huge energy released by the Dragon God almost permanently changed the appearance of this ancient continent, and as the southeast coast that was hit hardest, the changes here were particularly astonishing-fragmented. The coastline and the collapsed cliffs are just part of it. The large and small islands floating in the air are far more incredible than the changes on the surface...and have more potential for development and exploration.

According to the judgments of the three Archaean leaders, the chaotic magical environment over the Broken Coast and the charged state of the floating island itself will cause these lands torn from the Tarrond continent to float in the next thousands or even tens of thousands of years. Above the sea surface, and between these islands full of dragon power, the active energy currents and unstable spatial structure have given birth to many natural phenomena that need to be studied.

In the early days of Binhai County’s establishment, the development team lacked sufficient combat power and supplies, so they could only watch the islands floating near their heads from a distance. However, as the development activities gradually got on the right track and connected Binhai County-Xin'a The material passage between the Gondolas was opened, and the dragons of Binhai County have now successfully expelled the elemental creatures and hostile spirits entrenched on several main floating islands, and set up observation posts and research institutes on some of them. , Energy stations and other facilities-the island that Karador flew to was the first to be cleaned up and has now become a permanent stronghold.

Accompanied by the heavy flapping of wings, the huge red dragon landed smoothly on a rock platform on the edge of the floating island. The floating island full of energy was extremely stable, even if the dragon took off and landed on it. I can't feel the slightest shaking, I just feel as solid as on the ground.

In front of the rock platform, a metal tower apparently made up of recycled materials from the ruins is running in the cold wind. It is composed of a number of cylinders, exposed pipes and cables, indeterminate runes and inlaid cylinders. There were occasional slight sparks jumping between the crystals at the top. Several dragons who maintained their human form were busy around this facility. They just nodded in a hurry to sign the arrival of the "manager" Kalador. Back to work soon.

This is a very natural phenomenon in Tarrond today. After the war, the red tape of the old age that has gradually become complicated and useless due to the long-term social closure and solidification has been wiped out like those meaningless extravagant reliefs, in the harsh wilderness. The survival process of the dragons quickly realized that only efficiency and hard work are the key to maintaining the survival of the group, especially near key facilities such as communications and energy. The improvised equipment is often prone to problems, so technicians Even if we meet three Taikoo dragons in person, they will only nod their heads.

Calador transformed into a human form, came next to the tower-like facility, and nodded to a mechanic who was monitoring data: "How is the communication tower? Is there any sudden interruption like the last time?"

"No, it seems to be able to operate smoothly," the mechanic said without looking back. "At present, we can steadily contact Agundor and the stronghold on Cracked Rock Mountain, but the signal is beyond the signal if it is farther. Coverage...Continuing to increase the antenna power is no longer helpful, but will affect the life of these parts."

"...There is no way. The equipment dug out from the ruins can only be refurbished to this extent, and the energy interference on the surface is too strong." Calador shook his head helplessly. He looked into the distance, the others. A small floating island closer to him appeared in his field of vision. On one of the islands, he could also see another smaller antenna device-the device was actually connected to the communication tower in front of him. The two sets of antennas work together to increase the communication power of this communication station, but it is clear that even if this is done, the effect is very limited.

"Installing antennas on these high-altitude islands can already minimize the interference of surface energy vortices," the mechanic responded casually, with a trace of regret in his tone, "Hey...the main thing is that the equipment is in bad condition. If we can get the gain unit produced in the newly restarted factory in Agonda, we can contact the base of Vortex Island."

Calador sighed: "No way. There are only a few factories that can still operate. We have to use our production capacity in more important places. First, we must ensure stable communication with the West Coast guard post. Until all the equipment on the line is replaced with new parts, it is not our turn to the communication tower."

"West Coast Guard Post..." The mechanic's gaze finally shifted slightly away from the equipment in front of him. The middle-aged dragon frowned and said with some worry, "Do you mean the guard post that monitors the high tower? "

"It can only be them," Calador nodded. "The only stronghold on the West Coast is the guard post."

The mechanic was silent for two seconds, shook his head and sighed: "Oh, their side is indeed more important than ours... Seriously, I admire the dragons who signed up to go to the west coast. In this situation Fly around the long coastline to the other side of Tarrond, to monitor the terrible tower, and also find a way to solve half of the supplies...I just hope they are all safe."

"This is our responsibility," Calador said in a deep voice. "We have left enough mess for this world."

"Responsibility..." The mechanic whispered the word Calador mentioned. He didn't say anything, and refocused his attention on the work in front of him. Almost at the same time, a piece of crystal connected to the communication tower The curtain suddenly brightened, and the sound and light effect representing the communication access attracted Calador's attention.

"Connect." Calador said almost subconsciously, but the unresponsive crystal curtain made him react quickly-the Omega system is no longer there, and these simple primitive devices will not respond to his "instructions" .

He shook his head and stepped forward to manually activate the flashing symbol on the curtain. Accompanied by a slight noise and crackling, the face of a young dragon appeared on the curtain-a correspondent in Binhai County.

"Congressman Karador," the young dragon said, "the southern observation post sent a messenger to report that they saw a large group of strangers...the dragons appeared in the outer sea, flying towards the broken coast at high speed. Can you establish communication with them, do you need to send a town guard to take off to intercept it?"

"Unfamiliar... Dragon? Coming from the south?" Calador was taken aback, and then he seemed to think of something, his expression instantly became very solemn, "Don't intercept, just send the dragon to guide them to land at Binhai County Landing Field. Hurry over."

"Yes, Senator Calador." The correspondent nodded immediately and then ended the communication. The mechanic standing next to Calador couldn't help but ask: "Member, those strange dragons are..."

Calador looked complicated and serious. He looked at the mechanic's eyes for a long time before breaking the silence with a deep voice: "That's our... blood relative."

After a while, the huge red dragon has soared from the floating island and flew straight in the direction of Binhai County’s landing field. Before he flew to the ground, the corner of his eye had already seen that one. The dragons flying from the southern waters and bathing in the brilliance of the extreme daylight.