Chapter 773 The Third Frontier City

The entrance of the cave is located in the north of Neverwinter City, at the junction of the city and the mountains, and the mountainside above the head is the mines and kilns that are endless all day long.

When approaching the foot of the mountain, a solid concrete courtyard wall appeared in front of everyone, with sentry towers at its four corners, barbed wire hanging on the top, and two machine gun bunkers standing at the gate. Although some facilities are still under construction, this area has become the most heavily guarded area in Neverwinter.

Under the saluting eyes of the guards, Roland walked into the courtyard.

It was just separated by a wall, but he suddenly had an illusion that spanned more than a thousand years.

The scene inside should never have appeared in this era - it was a huge hole wrapped in concrete, its width was more than ten meters, and its height was five meters. On both sides of it are two magnificent iron doors, not only exceeding the size of the opening, but the thickness of the door panels has reached an astonishing one meter. Although it is not solid casting, but spliced ​​by several layers of steel plates, the combined armor thickness is more than half a meter. It is a heavy partition door that only modern military fortresses have.

Due to the astonishing weight of the iron gate, the opening had to be reinforced and slide rails were installed on the ground. Even so, human power alone simply cannot move it.

Therefore, there are two steam engines on one side of the courtyard wall, one of which is responsible for providing power for opening and closing the gate.

Once the evil beast breaks through the defense line set up by the Taquila witch, after withdrawing the god's relic, this gate will block any evil beasts that follow behind.

In order to build it, Neverwinter City consumed almost one-third of the steel production throughout the winter. The boxy shape does not seem to have any technical content, but "huge" in engineering itself means technology, standing on the building In front of the ordinary partition door, Roland could feel the profound power contained in it.

On the day the gate was installed, he witnessed the opening and closing of the iron gate. The dull roar of the steam engine, the ear-piercing friction of the wheels and rails, and the slowly approaching behemoth seemed to be in charge of an entrance leading to the end.

There is a line of distorted words on each side of the iron gate. If they are put together, it means the third border city.

A group of people walked into the entrance of the cave, and the light dimmed instantly.

Phyllis took out the luminous magic stone, walked to the front of the team, and led everyone to the deep underground cave.

"Your Majesty, I haven't quite understood why you call this the third border city," Wendy asked puzzled. "If the outer border area is the first city, then where is the second border city?"

"Because it's appropriate to call it three." Roland replied.

"ah?"

"Anyway, don't you think the ordinal number of the third is very suitable for the fortress... Besides, the name is not important, as long as it can be remembered." He spread his hands.

"Okay, if you like." Wendy pouted.

After a pause in the conversation, only the echoing footsteps and dripping water remained in the cave.

Due to the lack of concrete spraying tools, only the ground of this passage has been hardened, and the left and right sides are drains and mine rails. When materials and food need to be moved, the steam engine placed in the cave will pull a trailer for transportation. Roland once heard Phyllis mention that some God's Punishment Witches were interested in how powerful this machine is, and found that even if five of them held a hemp rope together, they couldn't stop the steam engine from pulling them to the finish line step by step.

Since the walls and roof of the cave cannot be covered with concrete, water seepage is inevitable. Fortunately, the temperature in the mountain will not be too low, and the road will not freeze. The place where the devouring worms crawled will also leave a trail of mucus, which will bind the soil after drying, as if coated with a layer of paste, so there is no need to worry about the risk of the cave collapsing.

After walking for about half an hour, the front gradually brightened up.

"We're almost there," Phyllis slowed down, "Your Majesty, do you need to..."

Roland knew what she wanted to say, "It's okay, just take me there now."

The God's Punishment Witch turned her head and gave him a deep look, "...Yes, I understand."

Walking out of the cave, the field of vision suddenly became brighter, and a spacious vaulted hall appeared in front of everyone. The area was almost the size of a football field. Dozens of beams of light could be seen pouring into the cave overhead, reflecting spots of light on the ground. With the help of light wells, even though it is located deep in the mountains, it does not look oppressive. There are not only witches guarding here, but also many soldiers of the First Army - each of them has passed the review of Nightingale, and they are the most steadfast group of people in the team who are loyal to Roland.

But even they were as far away from the hall as possible at this moment. In the center of the huge open space, there were only a few rhombus-shaped magic power cores, and three high-level Taquila witches...or the original carrier.

He smiled and walked towards the three of them, and stretched out his right hand towards the leader of the sarcoma monster, "We finally met, you are Pasha, right?"

In an instant, Roland felt the breathing behind him be a little quicker, and a hand was already on his shoulder. As long as there was anything wrong, Nightingale would undoubtedly pull him into the mist.

Sarcoma was silent for a while before a familiar voice sounded in his mind, "I am surprised, Your Majesty the King. If we say that we talked with the core of illusion before, and the imaginary scene is not so frightening, you can show it now Your composure is simply unbelievable—to be honest, you are the first person who has seen this body with your own eyes and still acted as if nothing had happened. Even Taquila witches were far inferior to you when they first saw the unactivated original carrier Calm. I'm very curious, aren't you afraid at all?" She paused, then stretched out a tentacle and gently entangled with his palm, "But you guessed right, I'm Pasha , thank you for supporting Taquila Witches."

"He hasn't supported us yet. Just sending a team of mortals to escort the relics can't be called help or surveillance," another cold consciousness also came in. "It won't be too late to say this after exploring the Daxue Mountain."

"Elza! We agreed before!" a third voice interrupted.

"Well, I won't mention it."

It seems that the other two are Elsa and Celine who often appear by Pasha's side. Roland didn't mind the tone of the other party. Firstly, these ancient witches lived in the era when witches were respected. It must not be so easy to change their minds immediately. Secondly, he hoped to have a substantive attitude rather than a superficial attitude. reward.

"One of the most famous explorers in the fjords said that fear comes from the unknown. No matter what you look like, your soul belongs to the Taquila witch." Roland smiled, "As for the latter, I don't care at all. No stranger. Agatha has become an indispensable member of the Witch Union, and is deeply trusted and loved by everyone."

The tentacles are quite rough to the touch, and the surface is not as dry as it looks, but slightly damp, probably caused by drilling around in the soil. And he could clearly feel the temperature under the skin—there was no doubt that the huge sarcoid in front of him was still a living body.

"...So that's how it is," Pasha's voice sounded a little emotional, "You are right, the cooperation between us has actually started a long time ago."

"In the face of the threat of the devil, everyone should let go of their prejudices and unite as much as possible." Roland said a few words politely, and then turned to the topic, "By the way, the relics of the gods should have been transferred here, right? Let me see See what the things that determine the fate of mankind look like?"

Pasha swung the main beard on her head twice, "Of course, please follow me."