After waking up from the brief dizziness and the illusion of space displacement, Gawain saw Amber's face right in front of him at the first glance.
He reluctantly pressed the half-elf's forehead and pushed her away: "Do you have to get so close every time?"
Hu Haku inserted her waist. Plausibly: "I'm bored, you still have to let me look after you, why don't you find someone else next time."
Gawain ignored this guy's thoughts, he just stood up Come, stretch your body that is slightly stiff from sitting for a long time, and then look around.
This is a room with little decoration - wall panels made of metal frames mixed with wooden panels, a roof covered with iron sheets, and furniture that is easy to assemble and transport are placed indoors, which together form a simple As for the practical style, apart from the necessary tables, chairs and bookcases, there is almost no extraneous furnishings. Not far away there is a window covered with translucent resin. What can be vaguely seen outside the window is the majestic Sentinel Tower. The scenery standing on the earth.
This is the "Peak Base" near the Magnificent Wall. This room is where he rests and works.
Gawain stretched his neck and asked casually: "Did anything happen while I was online?"
"Solderin came once and reported the sentry deployment situation. I He has already asked him to put the report on your desk. No one has been here before."
Gawain nodded and breathed out: "Okay... Got it."
In his mind, he recalled the new clues he got during the previous online meeting.
The Death of All Things will master a certain technology called "Dark Bridge"... This technology is related to the Great Wall. It can be used for communication, and it does not seem to be used in ordinary communication situations. …
Related to Solderin’s previous encounter, it seems that a high-ranking member of the Death Society was operating near the Great Wall, and the other party had access to the communication center of the Elf Monitoring Station at that time… Is its purpose to use a "hidden bridge"?
Part of the vines in the Shadow Realm are connected to the communication module of the Sentinel Tower, and when those vines burn down, the first thing to be hit seems to be the part connected to the communication module...
Amber blinked, watching Gawain fall into silence and thinking as soon as he woke up from the "Internet" state, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "What happened?"
< p>There is no need to hide this matter in front of Amber. This half-elf himself is an expert in the field of intelligence and infiltration, so Gawain said straightforwardly: "Those vines in the Shadow Realm may be related to something called the 'Dark Bridge'. This thing is a communication method secretly established by the All-Death Society within the Magnificent Wall... They not only used vines to corrupt and tamper with part of the Magnificent Wall's monitoring system, but even stole part of its functions."< /p>Amber was surprised when he heard this: "Why are they making such a big fuss?"
"The history of the dark sect is the same as that of the human kingdom.Ancient, they were born in the same era as the Great Wall, so it is not surprising that they can do this kind of thing," Gawain said casually, "What really matters to me is that they built such a special communication channel... What is the purpose? What to contact. "
"Huh? Amber didn't understand what Gawain meant for a while, "What else could it be to contact them? Of course it's to contact their cult followers." ”
“To contact members within the sect, do I need to steal the line from the magnificent wall? "Gawain glanced at Amber, "The activities of the Society for the Death of All Things are basically concentrated in a few areas of Ansu and Typhon. Their members are not distributed enough to need to build a cross-continental communication line, and the 'hidden bridge' 'This thing should not be very convenient to use. In order to obtain the signal, they need to take a certain risk to get close to the outpost set up by the elves. It is not suitable for daily contact with sect members. ”
The implication of Gawain’s words is very clear: considering the current size of the Death Society of All Things, building a communication channel such as a hidden bridge with huge risks and inconvenience does not seem to be very important. ... A good deal.
Unless they have a goal to establish contact through the "hidden bridge"
The two people in the room fell into thinking and silence at the same time. While thinking, Amber, who was quite sensitive to mental blind spots due to long-term intelligence work, suddenly raised his head thoughtfully, looked at the window covered with alchemical resin, and looked at the vast wasteland outside the window. /p>
......
After exiting the psychic network, the uncomfortable dizziness and temporary paralysis of the body caused Hetty to rest in the immersion chamber for more than ten seconds.
< p>The other people who connected to the spiritual network through the immersion chamber were in almost the same situation - except Kamel, who did not have a nervous system.When everyone sat up from their respective immersion chambers. , the ancient magister has begun to use holographic projection to simulate those mysterious and complex elven runes in the open space of the "Network Connection Hall"
"The bottleneck situation of the elves seems to be serious." The arcane master noticed Jenny and others getting up and said hummingly, "To be honest, a small part of these rune arrays are the ones I have seen before - a thousand years ago, in the Age of Starfire in Gondor. , the elves are using this kind of rune structure. Now a thousand years have passed, and it can be seen that they have indeed made a lot of small improvements in this structure. They have become more sophisticated, more complex, and more powerful. Efficiency, but in essence...the organization of these runes is still the same as in the Spark Era. "
"But their technology in the field of gravity manipulation is still much more advanced than ours," Jenny couldn't help but say, "If we can really complete the translation and optimization of those rune arrays, the lord once conceived The 'Air Force' can definitely be realized. ”
“You can fly in the sky! Rebecca's excited voice also joined in, "I'm looking forward to this!" Do you know, when I started learning magic, the biggest problem was that I couldn't learn the floating and flying skills - of course, other thingsI can’t learn it either, but what I care about most is the magic of flying! ”
They began to discuss runic logic and the magical skills of elves.
The discussion was in full swing and the discussion was full of interest.
Hetty silently immersed himself in Walking out of the cabin, she listened to Kamel and others discussing the mysteries of the magical world, and watched Rebecca dancing excitedly among the three of them, with a faint smile on her face.
She is also a mage. Once upon a time, she was immersed in the laboratory, lingering among the runes and formulas.
It's great.
But this is what the ancestors created. Foundation needs an internal affairs manager more than a researcher with average talent.
Hetty straightened her slightly disheveled hair and straightened her dress that was slightly wrinkled due to the use of the immersion chamber. After a while, Cecil's outstanding housekeeper came back.
She still has a lot to do when her ancestors are temporarily away from the territory.
Of course, first of all. What we have to do is to knock Rebecca on the head - after all, she hasn't been beaten for three days.
...
In the dark and deep underground palace, she was wearing a black robe. Or the high-ranking priests of the Society of Death, whose priests' clothing and bodies have more or less mutated characteristics, are sitting at the long oval table.
"Our 'hidden bridge' has been exposed. ," the tall and thin Priest Heaton with a sinister expression stood up from his seat, "Gawain Cecil has noticed the magic vines growing in the Shadow Realm, and the elves will soon be warned. "
The cult priests at the scene started discussing in low voices, but soon a man in black robe with a pale face and limbs as skinny as tree branches coughed twice: "Ahem - actually there is no need. Care too much. After the Great Wall was damaged, the Dark Bridge was abandoned. We have re-established contact with the wasteland through the assistance of the Eternal Sleeper. Those magic vines in the Shadow Realm... are now just some rotten plants, and the loss is a loss. "
"Our plan has entered the final stage. The awakening of the 'gods' will solve all problems. Under this premise, the loss of the hidden bridge is acceptable," another female dean said. Said, "But we must also be careful. The exposure of the hidden bridge may bring about changes. That Gawain Cecil is a very vigilant person, and he will definitely issue a warning to all the forces he can come into contact with. "
" Damn it, can't we find a way to get rid of that old bone crawling out of the coffin? "A priest with short hair, a hooked nose, deep eye sockets, and an angry look on his face couldn't help but muttered, "He is already a huge uncontrollable factor - and now he just leaves his territory. , at the border of the wasteland, it’s not like we don’t have the opportunity to take action. "
"Even if he leaves the territory, he is still a legend," Bertila, who had never spoken, finally broke the silence. She glanced coldly at the dean who just spoke, "A legend. , there are alsoThere are multiple high-level powerful men with a lot of troops armed to the teeth. Do you want to use your fibrous brainstem to assassinate them? That will only bring greater variables. "
The short-haired dean who was ridiculed by Bertila spread his hands: "We have to do something. "
"Speed up the awakening of the false god's body and ensure the release of the mutagen of the god, that is what we should do most," Bertila said lightly, "Our compatriots have emerged from the wasteland. Sending data back is not easy, ensuring that this valuable knowledge is put to use. ”
“Now we discuss the next issue-the passage between the flesh and blood abyss and the surface. ”
This meeting did not last long. The cultists were always more efficient than the kings and nobles. All matters were quickly discussed, and the huge underground palace hall quickly Only a few people remained.
Bertira and the Elf Twins remained, and Heaton did not leave.
"Let's talk about the evil mutagen." After only a few people were left at the scene, Bertila looked at Heaton and said unhurriedly, "Although everything is announced to be normal, I heard... the mutagen showed some unexpected effects. ……active? "
"It's just a small problem," Heaton said with a straight face. "It should be that humans have produced some genetic mutations in the seven hundred years since they left the wasteland environment, causing them to be susceptible to mutagenesis." The drug reaction was too violent. This is an unavoidable situation. After all, our compatriots on the 'inside of the wall' are mutagens that were created in the original wasteland environment. Its effect outside the wasteland will definitely change. "
"The Grand Priest doesn't care about the reason, as long as the mutagen can take effect as planned," Bertila said, and then looked at the Elf Twins sitting not far away, " What's the status of the Eternal Sleeper's psychic projector? When can we make the next contact with the wasteland? "
"The projector can be used at any time, but it requires the 'Prowlers' in the wasteland to arrive near the projection site to establish a connection," the Elf Twins said in unison, "According to the agreement, they will arrive next time The casting location will be between tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. "
"Very good," Bertila nodded slightly and stood up, "The Grand Priest will be satisfied with this. ”
With the rustling sound of roots rubbing against the ground, the woman who had survived for centuries left the hall.
……
Waste Deep in the earth, in the corrupted and mutated Gondor homeland, the tireless wanderers are still continuing their seemingly endless journey.
There are twisted and ferocious giant "trees". Moving between soil and rocks, the roots that snake like tentacles lick the desolate and cracked earth, and the disorderly wind carries deadly radioactive dust and whizzes through the branches of these giant trees.
One of the leading giant trees stopped, and behind it, all the giant trees and the giant aberrations following the "forest" also stopped.
p>The trunk of the giant tree headed by it squirmed, an old and strange face emerged between the cracked bark, and dry and strange words came from its rustling branches and roots. Out: "The uninvited guests have begun to strengthen the cage."
"They can only delay for some time," another giant tree said, "Our paradise will eventually be spread all over the new world, and the stupid sentient beings of the old world will They are destined to become dust in time and history like their gods. Every struggle they make at this moment will only make the doomsday more intense."
" It’s coming soon, it’s coming soon…” “It’s coming soon…” “It’s coming soon…”
The squirming forest was filled with sounds, rustling and squirming sounds. It was creepy, and in this creepy chorus, they moved their roots again and continued their seemingly endless wandering.
"A new world will come..."
The creeping forest sang in unison.
"We will take root in the new world.
"We have found the best position in the next era.
"This position...does not require anyone from the old world to get involved and spy..."