Chapter 987： situation (1/2)

The cold wind above the sea whizzed across the shield, the background of the sky and the sea kept receding in the field of vision, the outline of the land was getting closer and closer, and the communication with the Beigang Hub became clearer.

Merita obviously speeded up.

"Maybe it's just that the Mithril Ring is broken," although he was worried about the situation of Cecil and Typhon, Gawain casually said to Miss Dragon, "Talrond's technology is high, but it is not To the point where everything is immortal."

"Probably," Melita looked a little absent-minded, "Anyway, we must hurry up... this time there is really something big going on."

Gao Wen did not respond, just turned his head and looked at the direction of the coastline of Beigang from a distance, without saying a word for a long time.

Not far from him, Veronica, who was closing her eyes and rested her mind, suddenly opened her eyes. The "saint princess" stood up and looked in the direction of the land thoughtfully, with a trace of confusion on her face. .

But her expression didn't last long, and after a few seconds of looking at her, she withdrew her gaze, regaining her former gentle but lacking human temperament.

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In the depths of the wasteland, the woods around the impact pit formed after the explosion of the ancient imperial city are full of trees.

A blue-white beam of light that seems to penetrate the sky and the earth spouted from the center of the impact pit. The bright light illuminates the dark and dirty land, and in the large "dense forest" that "grows" around the impact pit, the similar blue and white The flow of light is constantly leaping and flowing among the branches and vines that are close, entangled, and merged with each other. Numerous strange-shaped “plants” are like the nerve synapses in a giant organism, and they are entangled into huge aggregates, and With the ancient imperial capital as the center, it spread out for several kilometers, and the stolen energy was like chemical substances and electrical signals transmitted between nerve synapses, flowing continuously in this huge and entangled system.

But suddenly, this intense and busy "flow" came to an abrupt end. The light leaping and flowing between the branches of plants and vines instantly stagnated, and flashed a few times as if there was a bad contact. After just a few seconds of planting, The huge "forest" dimmed in patches and turned into a black forest again.

At the center of the forest, in the buffer zone connected to the edge of the ancient explosion pit, large swathes of thick smoke rose with several violent flashes. After more than a dozen thick vines were blown up, they flew up into the sky, like a flexible rope that retracted quickly. As he retreated into the forest, the "Grand Master" Borken, who was controlling these vines, looked at this scene and yelled angrily: "Gemini! What are you doing?!"

A gust of wind blows, and the figures of Ferna and Lena appear in front of Borken. Their hands are still entwined with undissipated magical afterglow. The two elves unanimously said: "Saving your life, Master Master."

On the inner wall of the impact pit not far away, the broken remnant plant structure has been turned into ashes, and a huge energy pipeline is turning from dim to bright again.

Borken's branches made a rattling noise, and his wrinkled face protruded from the bark: "What happened?"

"The operational efficiency of the Ophelia Matrix is ​​picking up. She has begun to scan and reset the energy channels, my respected Grand Master" Leerna said the first half, and Ferna immediately connected the second half without delay. Sentence, "It looks like she's'returned'. If we don't plan to fight the Iron Man now, then we'd better leave this place right away."

"Wha..." Borken was taken aback, and then an angry look appeared on his face, "Damn, damn...How come it's so early... it's a bit too early, the catalysis process is just a bit..."

His branches swayed in anger, and the entire twisted "Black Forest" was also swaying. A terrifying clatter came from all directions, as if the entire forest was roaring, but Borken did not lose his judgment after all. When his anger was of no avail, he decisively gave the order to evacuate. The twisted plants began to pull out their roots and spread out the entwined vines and branches. The entire black forest instantly disintegrated into a clattering sound. Countless pieces, and began to evacuate quickly to the wasteland.

"Be optimistic, Grand Master," Lena looked at Borken, who was commanding the evacuation angrily, with an indifferent expression on her face. "We didn't even expect to be able to extract so much energy from the tube at first. Completely completed, but we have completed most of the work, and the subsequent transformation can proceed slowly. Before that, ensuring safety is the most important."

Borken turned his face, and the yellow-brown eyes embedded in the mottled bark looked at Lena and Ferna. After a while, he nodded: "What you said makes sense."

The evacuation of the Black Forest is proceeding in an orderly manner. The Grand Master Borken and several major masters left here soon, but Leylna and Ferna did not immediately follow. The pair of elves are just Standing quietly on the edge of the impact pit, looking at the huge crater sinking like a crater in the distance, as well as the huge crystal cone and blue-white energy beam at the bottom of the huge pit.

They could feel that the "inhuman soul" deep in the crystal cone was gradually waking up and not fully awakened, but they had already opened one eye.

"Did she find us?" Lena said suddenly as if talking to herself.

"There should be no direct detection module of the Ophelia Matrix that has been permanently destroyed hundreds of years ago. Now, in addition to the most basic damage alert system, she can only rely on the Ironman Corps to understand the situation around the impact pit," Phil Na also replied as if talking to herself, "We acted very cautiously. We are always in a blind spot between the Iron Man Corps and the security system."

"...It's so sad," Lena said, looking at the crystal cone in the distance, with a hint of mockery or self-deprecation, "what a glorious star, the most beautiful and wise jewel of the empire... …Now it’s just an undead trapped in the ruins and tombs who don’t want to die."

"This is how the rebels are reluctant to bow their heads and die," Ferna said quietly, and then Lena also spoke, and they sighed in unison, "...It's sad."

The violent wind blows, and withered fallen leaves roll up the air. After the wind and fallen leaves have dispersed, the figures of the Elf Twins have disappeared on the edge of the impact pit.

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The majestic triple spire covers the wide parliament hall. In this magnificent room, members of the noble class, mages, scholars, and wealthy businessmen are sitting in rows of fan-shaped backrest chairs.

The bright brilliance of the magic spar light spilled from the dome and shone on the faces in the parliament hall. Perhaps due to the light, the faces of these big figures looked paler than usual. Against the background of the black dresses loved by lawmakers, these pale faces are like pebbles dangling in the black mud, blind and meaningless.

An atmosphere of tension and depression is enveloped in this place. Although most of the time here is depression, the depression here today is more than ever before.