Chapter 1338 Before Returning Home

The "door" made of leaves and vines retreated to the sides with the rustling sound. The petite blond elf stepped into the chamber with an open interior space from the dark corridor. She stepped carefully across the shimmering lights. A plant catheter that looks like a blood vessel or a nerve fiber, walked towards Bertila and said in a low voice: "I... woke up and heard a lot of noise outside, so I came here to have a look..."

"A lot of voices?" Beltira was taken aback for a moment, and quickly realized, "You mean the noises heard in the neural resonance, right? I'm sorry for waking you up—they were nerve signals from the border of the wasteland. "

As she spoke, she slowly walked out from the vine bushes where she lived. The lush flower vines and leaves separated from behind her like a robe and receded, forming a structure resembling a throne. Her sight fell on On the petite elf in front of him——

The young elf called "Berna" was only wearing a simple dress, and the exposed skin on the arms, back and legs could be seen everywhere with light green mixed with golden thin lines and complex runes and connections. These runes and lines form a tattoo-like "array" in an orderly but complex manner, and where there are no runes covered, her skin presents a white to almost transparent texture. The blood vessels are faintly visible, but it seems that there is some kind of glowing... "solution" flowing inside.

These features, which are obviously different from normal humans or elves, cover Berna's body surface, giving this young "elf" an inhuman feeling like an alchemy doll out of thin air. She stood still in front of Bertera , the runes on the surface of the body flowed a little, and then glanced at the vines and nerve nodes that had shrunk to become the "throne", and asked cautiously: "The border...is the border still fighting hard now?"

"The battle is fierce, but you don't have to worry about it—the enemy is a group of reptiles who can only occupy the wasteland, and they can't reach the Holy Spirit Plain," Bertila said casually, with undisguised contempt in his tone, and then She looked at Berna, although there was no change in expression on her face, there was still a bit of concern in her tone, "It's you, your body has just completed the last stage of growth, now you need a good rest to let the nervous system get used to it, come back Go to the room, or go to the neural network to find friends to play..."

"I can't sleep anymore, I feel very energetic..." Berna said softly, seeming a little distressed, "And the news about the battlefield in the south is everywhere on the neural network, and friends I know are talking about it Almost something..."

The young blond elf paused at this point, as if hesitating, but finally couldn't help but say, "I heard that the situation on the side of the Silver Empire is not good? We seem to have lost contact with the south. Were alone and helpless, and not even... not even the Temple of the Stars fell from the sky..."

"Some people just like to exaggerate in the neural network. The farther away they are, the more exaggerated the rumors will be," Bertila immediately commented unceremoniously, even the flower vines under her feet shook, "The Temple of Stars is to block the barrier The gap in the top was forced to land on the surface,

The Millennium Legion of the Silver Elves and the Ranger Legion of the Gaoling Kingdom have already stabilized the defense line, and we have not completely cut off contact with the south, but the magic network communication has been temporarily cut off - we are still in the Shadow Realm The couriers shuttled in the middle and the alternate communication channel of the Typhon Empire can communicate with the south, how could the situation be so serious..."

"Crash landing... When I left my hometown, my instructor said that once the Temple of the Stars landed on the ground, it would be impossible to fly again," Berna recalled those memories that had been a little blurred and yellowed in her mind. The distant memories seem to be another person's life, but in the recent "waking up" days, they are constantly surging up, a little bit in her body "manufactured" by cutting-edge biochemical technology and magic rune technology. It became clear in the body, "The messenger... the messenger you are talking about is the mysterious messenger code-named 'Deer Router'? I heard from friends on the Internet that the messenger is an ancient existence that His Majesty the Emperor got acquainted with... "

"...More or less," Bertila said casually, and then couldn't help asking, "You seem to be very concerned about things in the south recently?"

"I..." Berna hesitated for a moment, grabbing the hem of her clothes subconsciously, "I want to go back and have a look... Back to the Silver Empire... Since Mr. Messenger can go there, maybe..."

"Berna," Bertera said without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, she stared at the young elf who had just been "born" from the biological concept, her tone seemed a bit complicated, "I did promise to send you Going home, but... we didn't expect this war to start so early and to fight like this. Now the situation is not suitable, the war is burning across the continent, and your body..."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but glanced at the exposed runes on Berna's body.

The complex druid runes and the divine power inverter matrix inscribed on the body maintain the stability of this body, and a set of liquid circulation system coexisting with blood vessels in its body flows a complex bioalchemy solution, multiple Protected nervous system, spare organs and bones with internal armor... This seemingly weak body actually condenses the most extreme biochemical technology of the Cecil Empire at present, and was bred by the giant tree of Sorin , A creation even more incredible than a synthetic brain, and all of this is to bring an elf who has been dead for many years back to this world, so that she can survive in the external environment stably.

"Although I have used technical means to allow you to move outside the culture sac, and the results of several tests are still in line with expectations, but your last growth stage has just been completed, and more tests are needed," Beltira patiently He said, "In the giant tree of Sorin, I can deal with your problems in time, but once I go to the south, I will not be able to take care of you—in the Silver Empire, who can repair your body?"

Berna stared fixedly at the former dark patriarch in front of her, and after a while, she suddenly laughed.

She is still the little elf Berna, but she is no longer as ignorant as she was back then. She knows about Bertila's past, the dark death of all things, and what happened to her, but precisely because of this, Looking at such a "dark patriarch" at this moment made her feel particularly...unbelievable.

It's just that the elf has made up his mind.

"I know the state of my body—Sister Bertera, don't forget that I also have the knowledge you shared in my mind, and I know how my body works," the petite blond elf said calmly but firmly, " I know the south is dangerous, but that's why I have to go back and see, I've been away from home for a long time, maybe some people can't see it this time, and they won't see it again... And you don't have to worry about this body coming out Situation, the Silver Empire also has a lot of excellent druids, and I can deal with my 'fault' urgently, even if there is a problem, Mister Messenger will be able to send me back here in time."

"The messenger... well, maybe." Bertila said helplessly, her mind (and many auxiliary minds) spinning rapidly, and when she realized that the silver elf who had been away from home for many years had made up her mind to After making up her mind, she began to think about the feasibility of this matter - if she couldn't dispel the other party's idea, then the only thing she could do was to keep this matter from getting out of control.

After thinking for a while, she finally raised her eyelids again, looked at Berna and exhaled: "Okay, since you have made up your mind, I won't stop you—but don't rush to get excited, we have to deal with this matter." Make a good plan, I can't let you go to the south in such a reckless way, you have already paid the price for your recklessness. And I have to discuss this matter with Brother Gao Wen, that messenger..."

She paused when she said this, and even the mimetic face that was difficult to express couldn't help but twitched the corner of her mouth at this moment: "That messenger is not an ordinary existence, I hope you won't be frightened when you see him in the future."

...

The wind mixed with the flames of war and gunpowder smoke passed over the old defense line that had turned into a piece of scorched earth. The coarse dust was blown up by the wind and slapped on the fragmented land and the towering walls of the border fortress. The flags were flying in the wind. The edge of the flag scorched by flames and magic power brushed Belsetia's pale golden hair in curls, and the wind brought whispers from the distant forest.

Belsetia looked down at the land, and didn't say a word in the wind. Only a faint fluctuation of magic power occasionally came from her side, showing that she was listening to the "voice" from afar.

A tall, middle-aged man with short black hair, wearing armor, and one eye covered with a dark red blindfold stood beside the ruler of the Silver Empire, overlooking the scorched earth in the distance and the area at the end of the scorched earth together with him. The "mountain" crawling on the ground, after a long silence, the middle-aged man broke the silence: "Our attempt to recapture the Blue Rock Hills has failed, and the soldiers have temporarily withdrawn their defense lines—those monsters threw themselves into the Blue Rock Hills. There are more troops than we thought, and they seem to intend to 'build' there as a long-term stronghold."

"I have heard the news from the wind that the Guardian Ancient Tree and the warriors of the Millennium Legion are on their way to support, Your Majesty Odris," Belsetia said in a deep voice, "Now our front has been deadlocked at the Blue Rock From the hills to the forest barrier... as more and more Millennium Warriors cross the Homecoming Bridge, so do the monsters that emerge from the wasteland."

"...Although the most critical moment has passed, we are still far away from the real dawn, Your Majesty," Odris, the king of the Gaoling Kingdom, slightly squinted his only remaining dog in the wind. Eyes, "Several areas in the northern occupied area of ​​​​the forest barrier have been converted into wasteland. We have to allocate a considerable amount of troops to deal with the distortions that continue to 'grow' out of the air, and find ways to purify them. The pollution spreading in the forest, the whole battle line is stretched too far, our soldiers are exhausted - those monsters are not afraid of death. If the situation continues to stand like this, we will be at a disadvantage again."

Belsetia didn't speak for a while, and after a few seconds of silence, she said in a low tone: "But we can't take a step back... You know the news from the north that the real purpose of those monsters attacking the civilized world is extremely powerful. It may be to drop some kind of 'control node' that can control the magic system of the entire planet at a specific location. The current stalemate is very difficult, but it is a stage of no choice, and we must survive this stage."

"...The day the Temple of the Stars fell, you didn't abandon the Gaoling Kingdom, so the Gaoling Kingdom will never abandon the 'Alliance', but I still have to say... If there is no way to break the game, this battle will be really serious. It’s not easy to fight,” Odris sighed, “Recently, our reconnaissance team also found traces of aberrations on the northwest border. Obviously, some monsters that originally attacked the Western Front are now heading towards us. Although the current It's not a lot, but that's not a good sign."

Just as he was halfway through speaking, there was a rush of footsteps from the nearby city wall. Belsetia turned her head and saw a man with short black hair, a long sword around his waist, and a military uniform. The young man is walking towards this side quickly, that is the only son of King Odris of Gaoling, Lorraine who just came of age not long ago.

"Why are you so flustered?" Seeing Lorraine's hurried appearance, Odris immediately frowned, and asked in a slightly stern tone.

"Greta Fortress is under attack," Lorraine said quickly, "The enemy came from the direction of the dark intersection..."

"Again? Those bastards are endless, right?!" Odris, with a rough style of painting, cursed immediately, the hair on his head stood up, and then he walked quickly to the other side of the city wall, turning his head to face Belsetia said in a hurry, "I have to meet with the generals, the recent situation of Greta Fortress is not very good - Your Majesty, as I said, if there is no way to break the situation, This battle is really hard to fight!"

The tall king and his young heir quickly disappeared on the city wall, and Belsetia quickly returned to the direction of the forest barrier. With the unique perception of the silver elves, she could not only see the devastated The land of the earth, can see other things filled between the forest and the soil - the breath of life struggling, the chaotic power that is spreading, the "memory" left by mortals on the land is being swallowed by darkness, civilization is fading, and has faded It reached the edge of the fortress under its feet, but it stopped here tenaciously. Supported by the strong will of countless mortals, this boundary line was in a stalemate with the dark force from the direction of the wasteland, and they continued to devour each other, A tug-of-war between one and the other.

...

At the same time, on the northern front line of the wasteland of Gondor, Fendil Wilder in uniform was driving a magic armored vehicle through the vast wilderness between the advancing camps.

The cold wind slapped the door of the magic car with frozen shards of ice and snow. The whistling sound in the wind kept people's nerves tensed all the time. The mountains in the distance became hazy under the bad weather. It became hazy, but a beam of bright blue light lit up in the snowstorm in the distance—it was the light released when the purification device was running, and it could just guide the way forward in this bad weather.

A soldier's voice came from behind: "Sir, do you need me to change shift? You have been driving for a long time."

"No - we are passing through the gap in the purification area, it is best not to stop." Fendil said to the subordinates sitting behind without looking back, then lowered his head slightly, and glanced at the task summary at hand:

Task: Go to the newly established frontline laboratory and assist the laboratory leader to deploy the magic net communication system.

Mission note: maintain a calm and polite demeanor.