Chapter 1013： influences (2/2)

That is a scene of the sky, directly shot from a flying perspective.

Morelina has actually seen the sky. The Cecils have made some magic net short films with aerial perspective as the theme. They used some kind of flying machine to take personnel and equipment to the sky, and took pictures of overlooking the earth and clouds from the sky. Even the pictures of dancing with the wind and rain, as the magic net spread to the Ogure tribe, these incredible short films have also entered the sight of all races as part of Cecil's external propaganda, but...

What appeared in the newspaper was completely different.

In the sky full of clouds and howling snow, armed forces are fighting each other.

Only then did Morelina understand what the "big aerial battle" meant by the newsboy.

Hundreds of flying war machines were put on the battlefield...Several times the number of Typhon Air Force...a huge meteorological "miracle"... Dragons... Armored trains...

Air strikes and counter air strikes in a snowstorm.

Morelina grabbed the newspaper, and I don’t know when she had already put the cutting axe on her shoulders to her legs. Her cat’s tail was slightly rolled up, and when she reacted, the tail was already in her mouth. Inside.

She couldn't remember how many years she hadn't done such a childish thing-it was insignificant to a powerful orc warrior.

But she can no longer care about such details at the moment, because a huge doubt is circling in her mind:

When did the war become like this?

In the distant human world, east of the mainland, are people there already fighting in this way?

...

"Big aerial battle..." In the spacious and bright room, Wenna Baizhi, with a gray-haired shawl, looked at the newspaper that the attendant had just delivered. The front page of the newspaper made the gray elf chief uncontrollable while his eyes were opened. Exclaimed, "Is this also the change brought about by Magic Technology..."

"It's magical technology and magical technology," said a tall, black-haired, blue-eyed human standing beside Wenna. "The Typhons don't have machines that can fly. They are still fighting with the power of traditional magic. "

"Those Typhons who did not have flying machines suffered more losses in this air battle-although there may be factors in Cecil's propaganda and modification, it is clear who the casualties are greater in this air battle," Wenna couldn't help but lighten up. He shook his head lightly, "not to mention that the dragonborn also appeared on the battlefield as a mercenary... Cecil actually made magical equipment for the dragonborn who were already very powerful."

"Alchemists have the concept of a'catalyst', and war is the catalyst of technology-magical technology is certainly good for mines and municipal construction, but obviously it is also very suitable for use on the battlefield." Tall human beings Said seriously.

"...The gray elves are not good at fighting, but we really need to learn more about this," Wenna said with a sigh, "Schwak, the agenda for purchasing arms from the Cecils must continue to be promoted. Going down...not only us, but the other four tribes should also realize the importance of these things. We don’t expect to use the purchased arms to attack anyone, but at least we have to start to keep up with the changes in the world."

"Please rest assured, I have been paying attention to this aspect."

"Well," Wenna nodded slightly, "Speaking of magical technology...Wycliffe proposed to establish a magic net hub in Ancestral Peak. What is the feedback from all parties?"

Wycliffe is the leader of the human tribe in the Ogure tribe, and one of the "five kings" whose status is equal to Wenna Baizhi.

"The establishment of a magic net hub on the Ancestral Peak is indeed a matter of extreme challenge to tradition... At present, the orcs and the spirits have not reached a consensus on this matter, and they are mainly worried about whether this will produce bad for the Holy Land. There are also some cultural and traditional concerns,” Schwack, who served as a consultant, reported immediately. “It’s surprising that the fairies have agreed to this matter. Ms. Stella also sent a letter specifically asking us about this. Does Bian intend to promote this..."

"The fairies are so active?" Wenna raised her head somewhat unexpectedly, "Ancestral Peak is where they live for generations. I thought they would be most worried about this..."

"Everyone thinks so, but the goblins seem to... find this thing interesting," Schwark said with a weird expression. "At least Ms. Stella's attitude is like this."

Wenna was taken aback, and suddenly she held her forehead somewhat distressed: "Do they really understand what the magic net hub is..."

"This should still be okay. The elves have unexpectedly strong understanding in the field of magical technology. Recently, they are becoming the most familiar group of magical technology in the Ogure tribal nation except for the gray elves," Shi WACKER didn't seem to hear the joking in Wenna's tone, and said seriously, "Perhaps it is because of this talent that they are so interested in building a giant signal tower in their ancestral home."

"...Well, it's also a good thing, so that at least three votes are passed," Wenna rubbed her eyebrows, "Are there only spirit races and orcs left... I understand Camilla and Stour, the two of them themselves? It's not a stubborn person, and it should be agreed in the end."

After finishing this troublesome topic, the gray elf patriarch waved his hand: "Let’s talk about this after I communicate with patriarch Stella. Speaking of which, the letter Meili sent back has arrived today?"

"Yes, ma'am," Schwak nodded, and pointed to something on a small table next to him, "this is it."

Wenna blinked, her eyes fell on the packaged item, and it took a long time to mutter to herself: "I thought it was a package..."

"This is indeed a package-Cecil's postal service is registered according to the package, and when it is delivered across the border, it is also according to the package," Schwak nodded solemnly, "Obviously, the letter written by the lady can't be used in the mail channel..."

Wenna: "..."

"Then, please ask for a letter from the family, I will deal with government affairs documents, so I won't bother."

When the voice fell, Schwak bowed slightly and exited the room politely.