Chapter 718: Taking Root

Bertira looked at Gawain with a calm expression.

Although all the distressed leaves have fallen off, she still has to maintain a calm and indifferent attitude. This is what she retains as the last leader of the All-Death Society when facing the "outside wanderers" Finally decent.

The Ultimate Book, which has played countless roles over hundreds of years and helped the Society of the End of All Things complete numerous key projects, has finally ended its long service. Probably... this is indeed it. fate.

The Grand Priest handed this book to her, and also passed on the inheritance of the Society of Death of All Things to her. Now, it is time for this wrong inheritance path to end.

What follows may be the era of the gods, or it may be the era leading to perdition, or it may... really be the era of the outsider wanderer and the new order he created, but no matter what, Since she survived in this posture, she should be prepared to face the next fate, no matter where this fate... leads.

She showed a faint smile - she tried her best to smile like a human, but the plant-mimetic face made every expression of hers a little stiff: "In this way, we Is it considered that some kind of... cooperation has been reached?"

"I think so," Gawain nodded slightly, "In the Cecil Empire, the Death Society is no longer a threat, and I am not. I won't mind if there is an extra plant that can heal the earth in the land I rule - as long as this plant is willing to obey the basic laws of the empire, and you... I hope you can cooperate and cooperate with us to further the end of all things. "Of course," Bertila said softly, the wooden structure around her began to squirm, and the flexible vines and roots divided again, turning into countless twigs and twigs. Slowly entangled again, sketching something bit by bit, "This...can be regarded as my second 'sincerity' besides the ultimate book."

Those twigs finally gradually condensed into something. Gawain was surprised to see that they had formed a large three-dimensional structure, covering almost one-third of the hall. In this three-dimensional structure, there were corridors, rooms, broken walls and sections. The compartments are clearly visible.

"This is..."

"The structure of the underground palace as perceived by my roots," Bertila said with a slight smile, "I know you have found a 'guide' , but Bard does not know the entire structure of this underground palace, and it has also experienced collapse and deformation. About half of the rooms and corridors are no longer in their original locations, or there are structural risks hidden. I hope this map can help Come to you - the reddish-brown room is our laboratory, and the gray-white room is the archives. All our data - the most advanced and the bloodiest - are in these rooms, so feel free to choose between them. ...It depends on you.”

The most extreme and advanced biochemical technology laboratory in the human world finally opened its door to Gawain.

"I will make good use of it." He smiledsaid.

After waiting outside the hall for a long time, Amber and others finally received Gawain’s instructions. After returning to the hall, they saw the wooden three-dimensional map that occupied one third of the hall at first sight. However, Bertila, who was supposed to be standing near the "map", disappeared.

Hu Huo moved to Gawain's side in a few steps, and after scanning the surroundings with vigilance, he asked curiously: "Where is that vegetative person?"

Gawain: " Vegetative people?"

"Yes, people who grow together with plants..."

Gowen: "..."

He thought Amber mastered a vocabulary that she had never taught her without a teacher, and the result was that she copied it mechanically.

"She is still here," Gawain shook his head. "This giant tree is her. This is the mutation result of her forced confrontation with the power of the false god's body. And if you are referring to her mimicry, That human body... She went deeper into the collapse layer that we can't enter."

"It sounds weird..." Amber scratched her hair, "The collapse layer, listen. It’s not a good place to go up there, what was she doing there?”

Gawain looked not far away, towards the secret room behind Bertila, which was once filled with humans. The remaining bodies were all the remains that Bertila had carried from all over the underground palace in a state of confusion, but now... it was empty.

"She went to hold a funeral - and got my permission. After all, even cultists who were burned to death are allowed to be buried."

Amber blinked, She also noticed that Gawain was holding a large black book in her hand that she didn't recognize - this book had never appeared before: "What is this?"

"...a thing that may be hidden The ancient artifact that holds huge secrets has been damaged now, but I think it still has research value," Gawain said casually, then looked at the action team members standing near him, and pointed to the map in the hall, "This is The current structural map of this underground palace should be accurate. Future exploration work will be carried out with this map as a reference, and priority will be given to transferring the things in the gray-white marked room to the surface. As for now, we will return to the surface first. There is still a lot of work to do later. Arrangements are needed."

After waiting on the surface for a long time, the female knights Margarita and Pitman finally saw Gawain leading the team out of the dark passage.

Although they have been able to contact the following action teams through the magic network terminal, Gawain and the weird "female priest" talked alone for a long time. During this time, everyone was very Nervous, but fortunately everything was safe in the end, and Margarita couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty," the female knight greeted him, "Next..."

"The situation is more complicated. We will discuss it in detail after we return to the camp," Gawain said, with some I looked around in surprise - a large number of fallen leaves with beautiful magic patterns were scattered on the lush grass and bushes, these fallen leaves obviously came from the crown of the giant tree above his head. He looked at the female knight, "What's going on? Why are there suddenly so many fallen leaves?"

While talking to Bertila below Everything seemed normal to the other party, so Gawain was a little concerned about the sudden falling leaves.

“I don’t know,” Margarita shook her head. “It suddenly fell about an hour ago, but other than that, nothing unusual happened.”

High Wen blinked and touched his chin: "...Maybe it's because it's too cold. It's a plant after all."

It can't be that all the distressed leaves have fallen... Bertila said that she didn't care.

A gust of invisible wind suddenly blew up around him, and the grass and trees were swaying one after another with a rustling sound. Gawain, who was about to leave the place, stopped with something in mind. He looked in the direction of the trunk of the giant tree, Seeing a large number of flower vines wrapped around flowers suddenly growing out, the flower vines twisted and stretched, and Bertila's figure emerged from them.

If it weren’t for the many vines behind him and the roots connected to the earth under his feet, Bertila who emerged from the flower vines would almost look like a normal person.

The vigilant soldiers around them instantly raised their weapons. Margarita also put her hand on the hilt of the melting sword at her waist, but Gawain waved his hand to stop everyone's actions. He looked at Bell. Tiela: "Are you done with your work?"

"It's all over," Bertila said calmly, and glanced at the vigilant eyes around her - although she didn't need to turn the mimic body. She could see everything within the coverage of the giant tree with her eyes, but she still used her body to make such humane movements, and sighed, "It's so unpopular... Is this really good?"

"There is nothing wrong with it," Gawain said with a calm look, "The empire is in urgent need of recuperation, and this land is in urgent need of healing. You can take root here and heal this place. You have the ability. Let those who have been caused by you The people displaced by the disaster can return to their homes and fill their bellies, allowing the flesh and blood of you and your compatriots to become nutrients for this land. This is the most perfect arrangement, far better than creating a new pile of ashes on the plains. "

"I do not have the ability to heal the entire Holy Spirit Plain. My coverage is limited to the Thorin region..."

"Then heal the Thorin region. Our reconstruction project requires a "The bridgehead," Gawain nodded, then paused, "I will withdraw half of the camp here, but I will keep the military camp on the Thorinburg side and the sentry in the south. You understand what I mean."

......

The weather is getting colder, and the footsteps of winter are coming. It is approaching. In this country located in the north of the mainland, cold air always comes earlier than elsewhere, but in the relatively warm south, the warmth brought by the giant sun still lingers on the earth.

Just after noon, the right sunshine shines on the open land in the eastern suburbs of Cecil City, warming theThe bright sunshine dispelled the chill caused by the north wind. Maggie sat on the crate next to the test site, raised her head and glanced at the brilliant sun disk, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

In the Principality of Shenglong, there is no such warm sunshine. It is always a land of ice and snow, and the howling cold wind will forever rule the mountains and forests. All Maggie’s memories of her hometown are built on ice, snow, and cold. On the wind, the mountains, and those ancient tomb-like stone buildings.

For many years to come, her memory was associated with the mountains in the northern border of Ansu.

There are warm fires in Winter Keep, but outside Winter Keep, there are still mountains, ice and snow, and endless cold air... But even so, she still likes that place, Like it very much.

And here, in the southern border of the empire...

The warmth here is different from other places, and the vitality here is also very different from the rough and passionate life of the mountain people in the north.

This novel place feels pretty good.

She smiled and looked towards the center of the testing field.

The magic technicians are busy around a huge and weird-looking machine. The machine has a main structure like a short and thick cone or a top, and there is a floating symbol engraved with runes on the lower part of it. A large metal ring with two half-moon-shaped broad wings on both sides. A simple cockpit made of metal and crystal glass can also be seen on the upper part of the "Gyro". However, on both sides of the cockpit, there are stretched out mechanical wings like dragon wings. The other pair of wings supported by the structure and steel skeleton have such a weird shape that any well-informed magician or naturalist who comes here will probably not be able to think of anything known or guess. to its effect.

But this weird thing is the treasure in the eyes of everyone here - the highly respected magic technicians are busy sweating around the machine, and as the chief designer and commander-in-chief, Rebbe Kaze was controlling the overall situation from the side. Maggie even saw the siren named "Tir" beside her. This siren who was always lazy and lacked motivation even came to the testing ground. Now she He was copying sonnets on the ground with the tip of his tail to resist the sleepiness caused by the sun, while staring hard at the "new mechanical gadgets" of the Cecilians.

As a visitor from a high-ranking civilization, Tyr is not only a spectator at the test site, but also a small consultant. Although the technological trees of the two races are hugely different, Tyr cannot express her opinion in the field of magic patterns, but at least she can make some suggestions on some parts of the technology that are similar - such as mechanical structure and mechanics.

The technicians seem to have completed the final debugging.

Rebecca was clapping her hands, and then the imperial princess turned around and looked at where Maggie was sitting.

"Maggie! It's okay! Let's fly again today!! We can definitely do it this time!!"

Maggie showed a smile, jumped off the crate, and walked towards That big weird machine.

RebeccaA chirping voice came from the side: "...The last crash was due to the vibration of the steering wing. We have adjusted its connection method this time, and it will definitely work...

" Relax and be normal. It just works, no changes to the controls, those joysticks are perfect.

"We will definitely fly this time, this time it will definitely fly!"

Rebecca clenched her fists, waved them hard twice, and then smiled brightly He added the last sentence:

"And it will land smoothly...at least face up."

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