Chapter 1392 New Discovery

The dust has not yet settled, the war between mortal civilization and the legions of the wasteland is still raging on the front lines, and no one can tell the future - but for those with an extra keen sense of smell, the fuzzy outline of the future has appeared in the in their field of vision.

There will only be two directions for this world in the future. Either the mortals will be defeated, and the entire civilized world will disappear, and all plans for the future will be meaningless. The wasteland will become an unclaimed land that is so vast that it occupies a small half of the continent, that there is no longer any pollution hazard, and waiting to be developed.

If there is no alliance and the strong restraint of the three empires, then such a vast and fertile land suddenly placed in front of the world may drag the entire Loren continent into fatal chaos, and even if there is an alliance, the distribution of this land It will also become a protracted wrangling - of course, this is a matter of a more distant future. For now, the most direct impact of the purification of the wasteland is that the large polluted areas that originally belonged to the "Four Frontier Countries" will no longer exist in name only. Territory into real land available for reclamation.

The nations of mortals are at war with the wasteland, but mortals can't just fight, they also need to survive. The empire also needs to prepare for economic revival and shift of social focus after the war. A mighty "pioneering movement" is the last Good choice. The young Kari may not have thought of such a far-reaching, she just made the decision to go to the border with a young personality, but her father, Viscount Perlo, looked a little further than her.

This was the first time in many years that her father promised herself so happily. Carrie was a little dazed for a while, she blinked in disbelief, and asked cautiously while looking at the expression of Viscount Perlo: "You Really agreed?"

"You are an adult, and you have finished your studies in a foreign country. Now it's time to start a career—I'm glad to see that you choose to end your life of spending time at home," Viscount Perlo's expression was as serious as ever, and he Looking into her daughter's eyes, "It's just that I want to remind you that this matter is not as relaxed and romantic as many people imagined. We haven't had a real pioneering operation for many years. There are too many heroic and romantic auras, but the real pioneers most often face hardships and challenges first. As for glory...that is often your turn after you have achieved success.

"Carrie, if you made the decision based on the romantic vision of the frontier ranch, then you still have a chance to go back on your word, as does your classmate Dana, but if you get to the frontier...then you have no way of turning back. The Perlo family allows prudence and retreat, but never accepts deserters on the battlefield and cowards who renounce their responsibilities."

Carrie seemed intimidated by her father's solemn tone, but her determination did not waver at all. Her father's words only made her think about her decision more clearly—she didn't know if she would become a A pioneering hero like Gawain Cecil who went down in history, but she vaguely felt that an era as vigorous as seven hundred years ago seemed to be approaching her.

Perhaps... In this tide that can be called the "third development",

She also has the opportunity to leave her name.

...

On the front line, a group of huge figures were hovering high in the sky. The head of the black dragon slightly lowered its head, and the distant horizon was reflected in the pale golden vertical pupils. The high-altitude cold air is whistling outside the protective barrier, and the giant wings are cutting the sky. The flow of magic power sensed at the end of the wings seems a bit restless and chaotic. "Gentle and orderly" to describe it.

As those anthropologists said, the blocking wall is working, and the alienated and distorted magic field in the wasteland is gradually being sorted out and purified. This change is not only obvious on the surface, but also in the sky, even as a group of giant dragons. For the black dragon species who are relatively insensitive to magic power, Coretta can also clearly feel this change during the flight.

The low growls of her companions came from nearby, and the black dragon Keletta looked away from afar, and responded with a low growl. She had already seen those ugly monsters wriggling on the surface—chaotic, disorderly, blind and witless, facing The dragon shadow that appeared in the sky didn't know how to look for cover, nor did it know how to organize anti-aircraft firepower. Nowadays, those monsters can hardly be called "enemies", at best they are just dirt on this land.

"This is the First Flying Battalion of the Tarrond Expeditionary Force," Keletta lowered her head slightly, and said to the magic net communicator on her body. Compared with the "Omega Communication Network" of Tarrond in the past, this device It seems a bit rudimentary, but the civilization of the dragon is no longer brilliant. This small device made by humans has been fully installed on every soldier of the Tarrond Expeditionary Army. Coretta herself is used to it now, "It's already Visually confirm the ground targets... there are a lot of them, it seems that their assembly point is indeed here."

"Got it," the voice of Commander Gina Prince came from the communicator, "Dawn of Earth is performing a component airdrop mission, destroying all the aberrations in the assembly area, and don't let them have a chance to harass the purification device. "

"Got it, we're about to launch an attack on the ground." Coretta responded in a deep voice, then let out a low growl, and began to lower her height while hovering. At the same time, every inch of the scales on her body began to float a layer of iron gray texture. In the flowing brilliance, she seemed to have turned into a dark cloud descending from the sky, enveloping a destructive majesty, and behind her, a flying brigade composed of ninety-six giant dragons also began to descend at the same time. The sound of "sizzling" sounded at the same time, and Coretta felt that the scorching energy in her chest had climbed to the peak, and opened her mouth towards the ground—the destructive flames slanted down like a torrent, and the dark In the blink of an eye, the earth was ignited by the dragon's breath full of magic power!

It wasn't until this time that the monsters squirming on the ground finally reacted and began to fight back hastily amidst the overwhelming dragon breath. Dark red energy beams or magic missiles shot from the ground to the sky, interweaving into a messy but A powerful barrage - but for a mighty dragon, this level of anti-aircraft fire is far from deadly.

Keletta climbed rapidly in the anti-aircraft barrage, rushed forward, and got rid of those slow-response magic missiles at the fastest speed. After rushing out of the range of the barrage, she immediately turned around and started another round of diving, breathing, and Speeding up the climb, the flying brigade composed of ninety-six giant dragons was like a net of knives constantly cutting across the earth, and the destructive torrent formed by the dragon's breath swept across the wasteland wave after wave. However, the barrage could hardly capture these figures rampaging in the sky—even if some missiles and light beams were lucky enough to collide with a certain dragon warrior occasionally, the damage caused was far from enough to make these defenses stronger than the city walls. Exaggerated aerial supremacy strikes down from the sky.

Keleta galloped in the sky, executing every tactical action precisely, diving and accelerating, exhaling and climbing, anti-aircraft firepower from the surface intertwined behind her, and the sound of explosions and whistling filled her senses. In a trance, she It was as if she had seen a scene from the past—she was galloping in the huge arena, the full set of mechanized prosthetic bodies roared under overload, opponents roared around, she rushed to the ring that represented the champion, the salute was fired, and the audience The cheers at the banquet were like mountains and tsunami...

She skimmed the low sky for the last time, and turned all the magic power surging in her chest into flames and poured it on the ground. The dying roars of deformed bodies and biochemical synthetic beasts came from the flames. The black dragon with the title of arena champion grinned slightly, its sharp fangs glowing like metal in the sun.

Compared with the crazy and twisted arena, this kind of battlefield is more meaningful. Signing up to join the expeditionary force was indeed a correct decision.

Coretta hovered in the air, and the dragons regrouped behind her. Some of the injured dragons began to return to the direction of the Dawn of the World under the cover of their companions. Coretta led the rest of the soldiers to continue to patrol the area. On the battlefield, they have to ensure that those disgusting monsters are turned into ashes before they can leave.

Seeing the flames flowing on the ground, Coretta suddenly remembered something that Melita had mentioned when chatting with Melita: It is said that the human emperor Gawain Cecil met the dragon for the first time in a similar situation Next, at that time, Melita had just used flames to purify the old Cecil Territory that had been destroyed by the aberrations. Under the breath of the dragon, the pioneering hero of mankind was facing the dragon observer from Tarrond. Unfortunately, Melita Her eyes were not good, she didn't see anything at the time, and she didn't know about it until later.

In a sense, the "bonding" between the dragon of Tallond and this season's civilization began with the burning of the dragon's breath, but now that the flames of the dragon's breath are flowing on the earth again, the identity of the dragon has become The expeditionary force sent by Tarrond to the continent of Loren became one of the many frontline troops fighting against the disaster of civilization in the mortal kingdoms... Destiny is really unpredictable.

"Captain, this area has been purified," a deep voice rang in his ears, waking Koletta out of his thoughts, "Do you want to return to the Dawn of the World?"

Keleta let out a low growl, her gaze swept across the ground for the last time, and she nodded slightly after a while: "It looks like it's completely burnt, we're going back... wait, over there... I seem to feel something!"

Her eyes suddenly fell on an open field near the center of the battlefield. The flames there had just been burnt out, and the ground was still in a dark red hot state. It seemed that everything that could be burned had been burnt clean, but Keleta couldn't help it. Just now, I felt a faint wave of magic coming from that direction-now this wave has disappeared, but it seems to be deliberately hiding itself.

"There's something buried in the ground," Coretta said while lowering the height, "Let's go down and dig."

"Could it be the 'root network' of those dark priests?" Several dragon warriors lowered their altitude, and one of them said while flying, "That thing is buried in the ground, and sometimes it can be dug out..."

"Unlike, I have dug into the root system network, that thing will not release perceivable magic fluctuations, and that thing is very fragile, and it is buried very shallow in order to control the distortion. The root system is basically finished, but the one just now... I think it's buried very deep, and it seems to be releasing something..."

...

Rebecca hurriedly came to the comprehensive laboratory of the Dawn of the World, and as soon as she entered the room, she saw a "big guy" lying on the central platform of the laboratory.

It was a mass of biological tissue that had lost its vitality. It looked as tall as a person. A large mass of twisted and deformed muscles and fibers were entangled together. There were also countless fine structures like plant roots emerging from the gaps in the surface. It grows out of the middle, and there are some thick tubular structures at the bottom, with obvious cutting marks.

This thing is so weird and creepy, just by looking at it, Rebecca seems to be able to imagine how it keeps shrinking and wriggling when it is "alive", which makes her immediately give up poking it with something The urge to take a look, but in any case, as the chief engineer of the Dawn of the World, she has also dealt with the "mastermind" of this fortress a lot, and has undergone relatively effective tempering in terms of aesthetics, so her mentality at this time is quite Very good, after quickly suppressing the nausea in my heart, I turned to look at the assistant researcher aside: "Is this what Coretta dug up in the 'assembly area' to the east?"

"Yes, Your Highness," the assistant researcher immediately nodded and replied, "Miss Coretta said that this thing was buried deep in the ground, and it was still 'alive' when it was first dug out, but it soon died on its own. Died—the thing didn't suffer any damage before that, as if it had received a death command and committed suicide. After confirming that the life response had stopped, Coretta cut it from the root network..."

"No wonder, when I came here just now, I saw Keleta throwing up on the railing beside the deck, her wings were cramped..." Rebecca didn't know where to go, and she suddenly realized, "I'm afraid she didn't I dropped my mouth while digging..."

As soon as this was said, half of the researchers around the scene almost spit it out...

But Rebecca herself didn't notice this, she just walked around the experimental platform twice with great interest, looking at the weird biological tissue - it looked like some kind of highly functional organ, and Intelligence shows that it "grows" on the enemy's root system network, but in the past so long, the various forces of the alliance have destroyed such a large-scale root system network, but have never found such a similar thing. ……interesting.

The only regret is that Rebecca can't understand this stuff.

"This is an area I'm not good at... It would be better if it was driven by runes or machines," she scratched her head and muttered with a bit of a headache. The item was delivered to the laboratory, and she rushed to look at it excitedly, only to find out that it was not something in her professional field at all, which made her a little regretful, "I have to let the druids take a look at it... "

"Master Pittman has been notified, the master should be able to give a professional judgment," an assistant researcher said immediately, "He is coming from the medical ship, at this time it should be..."

"I'm here, I'm here, where is it, what I've identified is..." Before the assistant researcher finished speaking, Pittman's voice suddenly came from the direction of the laboratory door, and the chief druid of the empire yelled He ran into the room, and saw the weird biological tissue on the platform for the first time, and his eyes widened, "My mother... what is this thing? Is this lump of flesh you made hairy? "

Pittman, the chief archdruid of the empire, was very professional when he spoke.