Chapter 655 Trap

This will be the most challenging and risky operation since Cecil formed the army.

But until this operation is successful, and before the secrets behind it can be made public, most people involved in this operation will not know its truth.

Mortals will try to hunt down a god - although it is only a man-made false god. Although the most critical link is completed by a powerful ally, the nature of this operation is still shocking. In this world where religions are everywhere and belief behaviors are very common, ordinary people would never dare to imagine in this regard. Even the powerful and highly organized Cecil Legion, if they face these truths before the action begins, I am afraid that it is inevitable that military morale will be shaken and combat effectiveness will decline.

The vast majority of soldiers will only know the orders issued by their superiors, and even a large number of middle and low-level commanders will only know the content of the links they are responsible for. Only the top brass of the army will truly know what they are facing. The commander, the most senior official in the Administrative Office, the one who planned it all.

Iron Throne Commander Maryland stood in the tactical section of the armored train. Through the shield-covered window, he saw the soldiers busily shuttled on the armed platform and various parts of the defense line, and saw the transportation Vehicles carrying ammunition, as well as chariots heading towards various nodes of the defense line, and in the background of all this, the sky drooped gloomily around the earth, and the charred city walls and towers in the distance stood silently on the plain, everything seemed It was low and depressing, as if heralding the coming of a storm.

An adjutant wearing a black officer's uniform entered the tactical section, saluted the Maryland Knights, and said loudly: "General, all ministries have been mobilized, the railway line inspection has been completed, and the conditions of all crews are normal. !"

Maryland woke up from his thoughts and nodded: "Very good - where is the monster now?"

"The target is still wandering in the southwest, but overall "Shangzheng is gradually approaching the defense line," the adjutant replied immediately, "We are currently about fifteen kilometers away."

"Has the 'Brave' commando entered the predetermined position?"

" The commando team has arrived and is waiting for orders outside the target. "

"Continue to stand by..." Maryland took a breath and exhaled slowly, "The order is coming soon."

The sacred and strange, majestic and terrifying giant deer is wandering anxiously on the plains. It has obviously awakened further than when it first appeared, something that is difficult for humans to understand. , a power that has exceeded the common sense of "magic" is shrouded around it. Wherever it passes, changes occur within a radius of several hundred meters. Half of the earth is scorched and lifeless, while half of the earth is spreading endless... The flowers and vines are full of life, as if the natural principles of life and death have gained some kind ofRealistically, it appears naturally around this monster.

However, this is not a monster, this is a god, the god of nature who was resurrected through taboo means by the lunatics of the Society for the Death of All Creatures, who sacrificed countless humans.

Every time he thinks of this truth, Maryland will feel his heart beating faster. In the past few decades of life, he never imagined that he would be involved in such a thing in his lifetime. , but as the priests often say - fate is unpredictable...

But ironically, if even gods can be created and killed, then "priests" Do what they say still make sense?

Maryland calmed down her thoughts and gradually calmed down her accelerated heartbeat.

He is a knight and a nobleman. Although Cecil’s aristocratic system has been turned upside down, and although the knights in the new era are very different from the old ones, he still will not abandon the knighthood he originally inherited. The oath made with the sword.

Now that you have decided to be loyal, then be loyal to the end.

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The meandering White Water River flows in the direction from west to east, crossing Cecil, crossing Gulen, and flowing into the land of the East. This southern part The river of life in the region suddenly slowed down in the eastern land, split into several branches, and turned into a trickle between fertile fields and hills. In front of the first fork of the river, the white sand hills remained the same as they had been for thousands of years. For hundreds of years, he lay quietly on the river bank, leaning against the plains of the east and looking at the mountains of the south.

The mine workers and technicians have been evacuated. Only the White Sands Mining Company’s security forces—including a combat battalion, two tank platoons, and artillery units fixed on high ground throughout the mine—are still there. Stay here to maintain order to prevent uninformed Eastern nobles from accidentally destroying this carefully prepared stage. In the near future, this security force will also withdraw to minimize the loss of personnel.

On a high ground near the river in the mining area, Holm looked at the rippling White Water River not far away, and the magic energy track that ran straight through the grove on the north side of the river bank. The expression on his face was not without concern.

“I’m afraid this mine won’t be saved, right?” The mine manager, who was born as a serf, said to the foreign woman next to him, “Such a large-scale operation... the original attack on the Rock Fortress was There is no such big movement."

"The facilities in the mine definitely need to be rebuilt, but no matter how brutal a war is, nature itself can rarely be destroyed." Tyr shook the tip of his erect tail slightly. She glanced at the young man in front of her - the person in charge was not a military leader, nor a senior official of the Government Affairs Office, so he did not know all the secrets of this operation. He only knew that the Cecil Corps was going to fight with "foreign allies" "We tried to ambush a powerful monster together, so Tire didn't tell him in too much detail.

But what she said was not comfort, but the experience summed up by the sirens in their long history.

Mortal wars often only destroy the mortals themselves, but it is difficult to shake nature itself. Even if they want to hunt an artificial god this time, this fact will not change.

In the final analysis, the Kraken has never regarded the "gods" worshiped by humans as gods.

"You can evacuate with the security forces in one hour," Tire looked up at the sky and saw that the clouds were gathering and the light of the giant sun was gradually being blocked, "I have to prepare."

As she spoke, she unrolled her coiled tail. The coquettish and weird snake tail moved like some kind of magic vine, and a little magical light gradually appeared on the surface. Holm subconsciously looked at this. Looking at the non-human limbs of a "foreign woman", even though he knew that this was an ally of the Southern Territory, he still couldn't help but feel a little awkward. He asked curiously: "I have heard some legends about sea monsters... A bard told it. He said that before the sea was blocked, and in the era when human ships could still sail to the far sea, sailors would occasionally encounter sirens. You would often sing magical songs on the sea to lure ships down. Falling into a trap... Is this true?"

"We can indeed sing at sea, but we will not lure human ships into any traps," Tire said with amusement, "Back then Occasionally, humans wander into dangerous sea areas, and we will secretly rescue them... The sea monster does not want the sea to swallow up any life that does not belong to the ocean, and the water quality will deteriorate."

I got some. Holm, who used the exotic knowledge and liked to pursue new things, left with satisfaction. He was going to pack some personal belongings and evacuate with the security forces. Tire stayed on the high ground by the river bank when the time was just right. , she climbed up to a magic crystal tower on the high ground.

The snake's tail snaked around the crystal of this magic device, and the magic and magic established a secret connection. The runes on Tyr's body shone with light. She opened her hands and began to hum a song. An ancient deep-sea song that cannot be understood by humans.

Although there are some problems with her style and she seems unreliable, Tire actually belongs to a relatively conservative faction among the Sirens. She loves the oldest and most orthodox Siren songs, and He is good at weaving magic into these ancient songs, rather than always delving into some weird magic songs like other new generation sirens.

The magic field stirred up, jumping between crystal towers and sentinel towers. The invisible magic rode on the ripples of the deep space and time, sending songs containing information into the realm of elements, Tyr. Singing softly, feeling the magic and the orderly rhythm of the elements, I sighed with satisfaction and contentment in my heart:

Those death heavy metal tidecallers... are always evil.

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In the Holy Spirit Plains, the "Brave" Commando, Hunter was riding in his chariot, looking through the periscope at the indescribable monster in the distance, his mind The faint blue light of the protection system reflected on the gunner's cheek, quiet and peaceful.

He is a commoner from the old Cecil and a leader of the Cecil Territory.One of the more than 800 refugees at the beginning of reconstruction.

Before donning a military uniform, he was a hunter.

He still remembers the forest next to the old Cecil that allowed him to support his family. He also remembers the fire that broke out in the town and the cries of his neighbors when the mutants invaded the territory. He remembered how the soldiers who covered his retreat fell, and he also remembered the cheers of the survivors when he followed the hunting party into the mountains after the new camp was established and brought back the first batch of meat.

As a civilian born in the countryside, he felt that he had experienced things in his life that many people would never experience. If these things could be written down, they might even be as thick as a book.

The teacher of the night school said something - most civilians in this era cannot write their whole life experiences on a piece of blank paper, but the civilians of Cecil are lucky, they can write down more than Much more than civilians elsewhere.

Hunt didn’t know if he was lucky to have experienced so many things, but he still remembered that after the new camp resisted the attack of the aberrations for the first time, Duke Gawain Cecil awarded him a medal of honor. At that time, he felt happier than ever in his life.

This kind of happiness inspired him to sign up for the third expansion of the legion, let him learn new techniques, and made him come to this scorched plain to become " One of the brave ones.

The dim light of the mental protection system calmed the hunter's heart. In a wonderfully relaxing atmosphere, he once again put his eyes close to the periscope and stared at the target in the distance.

In fact, life has not changed much. What he has to do is still the same as before.

The hunter is here, the prey is there, and there is a patient and cautious wait between the two.

Although the prey is a bit bigger, the hunter is no longer holding a bow and arrow.

Hunt's hand was on the firing device of the rail gun. He had to fire the gun very carefully and accurately, because there was only one cannon shell on the vehicle.

The other surrounding vehicles also only have one cannon shell on them.

In fact, not only did they carry only one artillery shell, but the crew members on the vehicle were also reduced to only two people, a gunner and observer, and a driver and commander. This made "Warhammer-I "Type" tanks are operated to the extreme - all of this is to reduce weight as much as possible, improve the speed and maneuverability of the tank, and increase the chance of survival after being fired.

After all, for that monster, ordinary tank cannons did not have much effect other than enraging him.

At this moment, the vehicle-mounted communication station emitted a striking flash, and the order from the superior was issued.

"Start taking action!"

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In the depths of the distant endless sea, on the land named "Io Continent" by the sea monsters , the huge elemental folding tower has been activated, and the surging energy drives this advanced and sophisticated machine, making its layered shell-like structure emit a faint light,The spherical device at the top of the tower caused dreamlike ripples, and above the tower, the amazing energy had gathered into a vague vortex, stirring the clouds and spinning continuously.

In the square below the tower, thousands of sea monsters gathered together, neatly solemn and ready.

Even the lively siren sometimes becomes serious.

On the high platform next to the square, the Siren Queen Pythia stood in front holding a trident and scepter. A deep sea maid came to her side and lowered her head respectfully: "Your Majesty, Tire has been sent. Come to the coordinates and identify the password: Rising Tide, Feast."

The Siren Queen nodded slightly: "Open the crack generator."

Under the control of the deep water technician, the jump tower issued a signal. There was a strange sound like waves, and the illusory vortex above the tower instantly expanded and solidified. With the terrifying energy fluctuations, the vortex expanded into an inverted funnel, and the entire square was instantly enveloped by a light curtain, with Completely isolated from the outside world.

Among the sirens in the square, General Vanessa raised the trident in her hand high and gave an order:

"Attention to all - evaporate!!"