Chapter 1015 Frontline

Regardless of how much "aesthetic" ability a druid who has studied biochemical technology in the dark sect for hundreds of years still has, there is one thing Selina Gerfen must admit: the " "The brain" is definitely the most incredible and outstanding biochemical engineering creation she has ever seen in her life.

It looks like a separate brain, but in fact, this "brain" is almost an independent and complete creature. It has its own energy cycle and is used to maintain floating and small-scale movement. Special organs, these things are hidden deep in its bloated and weird "body". Its wriggling "tentacles" are not only nerve cords that can be used to establish connection with the Thorin giant tree (or other "interaction targets"), but also When necessary, they seem to be some kind of predatory organ...

This thing reminded her of something in the black forest on the other side of the dark mountain, something that only existed in superstition. According to the mouths of hunters and drunken bards, the darkest, most twisted, and closest to nightmare mutant creatures.

Ordinary people living in peaceful daily lives know very little about these dark and terrifying creatures. However, the dark cultists who have lived for hundreds of years have more or less knowledge of the secrets beyond the boundaries of this civilization. of involvement.

Selena turned her head and looked into Bertila's eyes: "To be honest, is this original biological sample of the brain... the nightmare skull deep in the black forest?"

"I don't remember... maybe there are, or maybe there are spirit-devouring monsters from the Peak of the Ancestors?" Bertila thought for a while, with a self-deprecating smile on his stiff face, "I can't remember myself anymore. I have swallowed and assimilated so many things. There are huge genetic samples stored deep in my body that are unimaginable by mortal reason. There are also humans, elves, and monsters... So no matter how terrifying and twisted the monster is, I can pick it up at my fingertips. Is it the same? Selina Gerfen-how many defeated souls have been restrained in your lantern?"

"...I have released them all," Celine Na shook her head after a brief silence, "Okay, let's get back to the topic - are you sure that this thing you created is harmless?"

"You can rest assured about this," Bell Tila said calmly, "These things have already gone through a long iterative evolution in my genetic sample library. Those uncontrollable things have been pruned like redundant branches and leaves. The thing in front of you is essentially just the gestation product of the giant Thorin tree. , in a sense, it is no different from the Thorin tree fruit you had for lunch today..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly looked up and down at Selina, who was in a psychological projection state: " Oh, I forgot, you can't eat now."

"..." Selena didn't seem to care about the other party's little teasing. She just nodded after a brief silence. "Okay, I believe in your expertise in this area. So let's talk about the specific use of this... brain?"

Bertila raised his head and looked.Towards the giant brain floating in the center of the square - or in other words, some kind of floating creature that looks like a brain. Her thinking is still connected to this "brain", and under her control, the latter rises slightly After a while, the neural structure under the "brain" is more clearly presented to everyone.

"In short, I adjusted its nerve connection method so that its nerve cord can be directly connected to the brainwave amplifier used in the immersion chamber, and then used the amplifier as a relay, It can create a 'brain domain' within a radius of about several hundred meters. The psychic singers within this range will receive enhancements in computing power and magical adaptability, and can directly access higher levels through brain waves. A first-level neural network, in this way, the pressure they endure during combat will be greatly reduced. Therefore, it is obvious that we need to design a dedicated 'vehicle' for this 'brain' to provide brainwave amplifiers and additional energy. Put everything on it."

Bertira paused, then continued: "In addition, if possible, it would be best to have a set of biomass recycling equipment - although the 'brain' can. It can run independently for a long time without nutritional supplements and has the ability to hunt on its own. However, considering the rapidly changing battlefield situation, the frontline units may not have such leisurely supply opportunities, so they directly use biomass recycling equipment to feed the 'brain' Providing nutrition will be very cost-effective.

"When it comes to specific biochemical technology, I have a ready-made plan here. I just need the help of magic technicians to integrate it into the vehicle. This should be easy. Simple. "

Wendy, who was standing aside, interrupted at this time: "Do you have any ideas about vehicles? "

"Yes," Bertila nodded, looking towards the direction of Solinburg not far away, where several dragoon aircraft were flying from the airspace between the tree canopy and the castle roof. Passing by at low altitude, a low buzzing sound came from the distance, "After careful consideration, I think the dragoon's chassis is very suitable - its cabin does not even need to be modified, just remove the seats and a few partitions to serve as a A container that holds the 'brain'. Since the brain itself can directly control the magic mechanism, the space left after removing the corresponding console and rune stacking box in the aircraft can be used to place equipment such as brainwave amplifiers... …"

As he spoke, the former leader of the Society for the Death of All Things showed a smile at the same time. Even the "incarnation" who had difficulty making expressions was filled with a proud look at this moment. , obviously, she is very satisfied with her idea.

The time is tight and the task is heavy, so the original step-by-step research plan has to make some changes. In order to ensure that the psychic singer can be put into actual combat as soon as possible, she She had to seek to transform some ready-made things for use in the project. In the past few days, she led the druids and magic technicians here to study one alternative after another, and then the alternatives. Plans, more alternatives... What she is proposing now is the sum of all these alternatives.

A finished product that can be "put together" in a few days may not be so easy to use, but it can be immediately put on the front line.

Selena, holding a lantern in hand, listened carefully to the other party’s idea. After the other party finished speaking, she only thought about it briefly and nodded: “I believe you have discussed this plan with the magic technicians. We don’t know much about aircraft, but about brainwave amplifiers and neural network technology, the empire’s most outstanding experts are here—we can start at any time.”

Bertila nodded. , her eyes swept across the former Eternal Sleeper priests on the edge of the square - many of their faces were familiar to her, and she had even cooperated with these people more than once as a dark priest in the past many years, and in At this moment, the remaining parts of the two dark sects once again stood on the side of cooperation... Even though she had completely abandoned the gods, she still wanted to lament the incredible fate.

"This 'brain' will be lent to you from now on. Take out all your neural networks and brainwave amplification technologies, and I will continue to catalyze the other few in the chamber. 'Brain', try to get them into working condition within three days." She looked at Selina Gerfen, her tone was quite serious, "But even though I lent it to you, please treat it with as much care as possible. My brain is still useful, and I plan to use it to continue thinking about problems after the war..."

Bertila's words made Selena, who has always been calm and calm, couldn't help showing a strange look on her face. With an expression on her face, her eyebrows seemed to jump: "I thought it would be easy for you to make these 'brains'... After all, you just said that these 'brains' are similar to Thorin Tree Fruits."

" How is it possible - although they are both the products of giant trees, their brains are many times more complex than those of Thorin Tree Fruit. First of all, from the growth cycle..."

The topic seems to be developing in a weird direction inexplicably. Yuri, who stood nearby and never spoke much, finally couldn't help but whispered to Wendy in a low voice: "Damn...I may never be able to eat Thorin tree fruits again..."

"... Please stop talking, I already have a picture in my mind..."

...

The majestic Winter Wolf Castle towers on the border of Typhon, but it floats above the castle The flag is no longer the Typhon coat of arms with red stripes on a black background - the blue flag is flying high in the cold wind, with the logo of the sword and the plow embroidered with golden silk thread. This border fortress is now It is the forward command center of Cecil's Corps and has been transformed into an impregnable building after emergency repairs and additions.

On a clear and cold day, Gawain arrived at this strong fortress on the front line.

The dry and cold wind from the northern wilderness area blows from the direction of the plains and howls into the walls of Winter Wolf Castle. Some air raids and arson can also be seen in this fortress that has experienced war. The remaining traces of the aftermath - some buildings in the outer city are still in ruins, and the building that separates the outer city and the inner city is still in ruins.The city wall was darkened by the fire that day, but other than that, its castle area was still intact and had been used as Philip's command center.

In an open corridor in the castle area, Amber raised her head and looked at a tower not far away. She saw a flag with blue background and gold pattern flying in the wind above the tower, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional: "This is the Winter Wolf Castle... we defeated it just like that..."

Philip, dressed in military uniform, stood beside him. Hearing this, a smile appeared on his face: "The Typhons launched large and small attacks. Hundreds of counterattacks were made in an attempt to retake the fortress, but with the completion of the fortifications and the arrival of follow-up troops, their counterattack has been completely disintegrated, and now even the battle line has been pushed to the Winterfort defense zone."

Gawain came to the edge of the corridor, holding his hand on the railing, looking towards the direction of Typhon's control area, his face looked very serious: "Is there any new trend in Winterhold now? Since the last air battle, their priests Have the regiment and the Battle Mage Group ever gathered and mobilized on a large scale?"

Amber on the side couldn't help but blinked when he heard this: "It hasn't been long since the last air battle, even if it was Typhon, it would be a short time. You shouldn't be able to have another 'miracle' like that, right?"

"No, you don't understand Typhon," Philip shook his head, "You will only understand the Typhons after direct contact. In my opinion, although their vitality was severely damaged last time, it is more than enough for them to launch several similar 'miracles' in a short period of time if necessary... …They have indeed calmed down during this period, and there are no signs of large-scale activities by the Priests, Battle Mage, Knights and other extraordinary legions.”

Philip’s words not only did not make Gawain relax, but actually. It made his expression a little more serious than before.

“Today’s Winter Wolf Castle frontline has become a ‘war place’. The Typhons created a ‘miraculous magic’ here, just like lighting a fire on a pyre. But there is no chance to look back or stop..." He said while thinking, "At this time, they suddenly became 'quiet', which could only be to prepare for the next larger-scale official operation."

Gawain glanced at the half-elf and couldn’t help but nodded slightly—perhaps it seemed too chatty at ordinary times, but at the critical moment. , this guy’s intuitive judgment is quite reliable.

After a moment, he looked at his young army commander again: "Philip, have you ever been affected by the God of War?"

"I have always paid attention to mental protection, and we A large number of magic network terminals have been set up on the front line to ensure that the soldiers are always within the coverage of the "human barrier". Under these protective measures, the soldiers and I have never been attacked by the God of War.Pollution," Philip said immediately, "but we can be sure that the pollution of Ares is everywhere and has been trying to erode our mental defenses. "

Gawain looked serious: "Have you observed anything? "

"Naritir has captured traces of 'ideas' of unknown origin in the edge area of ​​the neural network. Inexplicable interference occasionally occurs in the magic network terminals set up in this area. The manifestation of interference The form is the sudden appearance of prayers or majestic declarations. In addition, soldiers who were too close to the Typhon-controlled area and whose mental protection had weakened saw visions on the edge of the battlefield. There was a mysterious light in the vision that lured those soldiers to the gods. Take refuge. "

Philip said with a solemn expression.

"These phenomena have made everyone more vigilant. Now we have stopped advancing towards the Typhon-controlled area and will consolidate soldiers every day. Collective activities that unite the will of the team, such as collective learning and collective entertainment based on squads... These methods are very effective, at least we can detect those soldiers who are not right at the first time. "

Gawain nodded slightly while listening, while Amber beside her couldn't help but shrink her head when she heard Philip mention those "pollution phenomena". She felt a chill on the back of her neck. At the same time, he also realized more clearly what kind of battlefield this was.

The ones fighting here are by no means the two sides on the surface, Typhon and Cecil, but including the power of the God of War. The three parties - that invisible force is lingering on this land, penetrating the entire battlefield like some kind of ghost, it is pervasive, and it is always trying to stir up bigger waves, even here, In this Winter Wolf Castle... the power of the God of War was ready to move.

Thinking of this, she subconsciously raised her head and looked at a small terrace not far away.

In the center of the terrace, the Siren Tire was curled up into a standard bun, sleeping soundly without any distractions.

As an expert in the field of divine perception, he also serves as a member of the Siren group in emergencies. After making contact, this visitor from the deep sea also followed Gawain to the front line of Winter Wolf Castle. Now seeing her sleeping so peacefully on the terrace, not sensing the aura of the gods at all, Amber was slightly relieved. < /p>

Gawain noticed Amber's movements and glanced in the direction of the terrace, and saw Tire who was sleeping soundly in the cold wind. After a brief judgment, he thought that the other party should have been frozen. .

But it’s not a big deal. The siren always freezes several times every winter, and she comes back to life after being baked.

He looked at Philip. , ready to continue to understand the recent developments in Typhon, but at this moment, a signal soldier suddenly ran over from the other side of the corridor, interrupting what he wanted to say.

"Your Majesty. ! Sir! "The signal soldier quickly ran to Gawain and Philip, saluted and said loudly, "Chief Solderin is back! ”