Sword of Dawn

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Belsetia was not surprised by this. She was already familiar with what would happen next. She adjusted her expression and looked in the direction of the sound. In the next second, a huge body enveloped in holy white light appeared in front of her. In the field of vision, the giant deer Amoen walked through the forest path, stepped gracefully into the forest clearing, and nodded slightly to Belsetia and Elaine: "I am glad to see that you are safe and sound, I am here again gone."

"Hello, Mr. Amorn," Belsetia immediately greeted each other politely. This former god is now a "messenger" connecting the north and south ends of the mainland. His presence is crucial to supporting the situation on the southern battlefield. It has extraordinary significance for the Silver Empire, but after greeting her, she immediately noticed that the state of the holy giant deer seemed to be slightly different from the last time she met, "Ah, you seem to be... small A little bit?"

She was sure that she was not mistaken. Although Amoen still has a huge body today, she was definitely smaller than when she met last time. It seemed a bit strange to pay attention to this kind of thing at this time, but she still endured it. I couldn't help asking.

"Ah, this is a little intentional adjustment." Amon looked down at himself and explained casually, "What you saw was my avatar, and I've been trying to change the shape of my avatar recently... don't worry about it. "

Belsetia actually wanted to ask why the other party did these things suddenly, but she felt that the occasion was inappropriate, so she forcibly controlled her self-reporting to divert her attention, and asked with a serious expression: "Excuse me Is there any important information to pass this time?"

"Yes, but first I want to understand the situation on the southern front," Amon hung his neck, "How is the situation here?"

"...The defense line is still stable, but I have to say that the situation is not very good, and it may deteriorate at any time," Belsetia said frankly after hesitating for less than a second, "Greta on the northwest border of the Gaoling Kingdom The fort has just encountered a ferocious attack far beyond expectations, a large number of mutants surged from the north, and we paid a high price to eliminate them, and this may be just the beginning."

Amorn's tone suddenly changed: "A large number of distortions surging from the north?"

"Yes—we judge that it should be the Aberration Corps that attacked the Western Front before," Belsetia said, "Those monsters finished their supply after a brief collapse, and now...they are heading south."

"...This is crucial information," Amon said in a deep voice, and then changed his tone, "Then this also shows...the pressure on the southern front is about to increase rapidly."

"Yes, this is a foreseeable change."

"...If the pressure on the western front subsides due to this, the Western Expeditionary Force and the Air and Space Battle Group of the Dawn of the World should be able to free up combat power to move to the southern front. The Imperial Fleet led by the Winter will also enter the 'Holy River' in the near future. provide support to the northwest border of the Ridge Kingdom," Amoen said after a short thought, which sounded like comforting words, but it was very necessary for the Silver Queen at the moment, and then he paused for a while before continuing, "In addition, I came here this time to pass on a plan—from the Cecil Empire, a plan jointly formulated by Gawain Cecil and the 'Master of Ten Thousand Laws' Mir Mina."

"Uncle Gawain and... Goddess of Magic?" Belsetia couldn't hide her astonishment, "What are they trying to do?"

"Permanently terminate the 'operation' of the wasteland," Amorn said word by word, "completely end this disaster."

Maybe it was because what the other party said was too shocking, or maybe after centuries of exploration and hard work, the Silver Queen couldn't believe that this moment would appear in front of her eyes like this, she subconsciously asked: "...What Seriously? What are they going to do?"

"Really, Milmina has found the mechanism behind the existence of the wasteland and the aberrations. I have brought this part of the detailed information. After that, you can slowly study it with your scholar consultants. As for the specific plan——we It is necessary to build at least two 'blocking walls' in the wasteland to stop the energy cycle in that chaotic realm. And the most critical part of these 'blocking walls'... is the one that the Silver Empire provided to the mainland countries. purification technology.

"Currently, only Cecil, Typhon, and the Silver Empire, the original provider of this technology, have the ability to manufacture purification devices in large quantities in the alliance."

After Amorn's voice fell, the "clearing" seemed a little quiet for a while. After a few seconds, Belsetia spoke with a complicated expression: "Indeed, we still have many production lines that can still be used, and we can manufacture That kind of purification device, but given the current situation on the southern battlefield... Even if the purification device is built, we probably have no spare power to send those things into the wasteland, let alone resist the ensuing counterattack of the dark priest .”

Chapter 1342 "Bodyguard"

Regarding the "blocking wall plan" brought by Amorn, Belsetia is not yet sure whether it can really exert the effect of ending the wasteland, but since this plan is made by Gawain Cecil and the former goddess of magic If she proposed it herself, then it must have sufficient theoretical support and implementation necessity, and she has no doubts about this, but on the other hand, she is also more aware of the difficulty of realizing this plan than anyone else.

It is true that the Silver Empire has the ability to manufacture enough purification devices, but now the situation on the southern front has begun to deteriorate. The original Silver-Kaolin coalition forces were barely able to maintain the situation, but as the Aberration Corps retreating from the western front now began to move south, The battle situation on the southern front is bound to be precarious—although Amon mentioned that the alliance troops on the western front can also go south to support, but Belsetia knows in her heart that there is a large area of ​​fallen land in the Ogure tribal country that needs to be recovered. The barrier requires a large number of legions to stay and garrison to prevent the counterattack of the wasteland forces. In addition to the long battle line, supply and communication considerations, how many expeditionary troops from the Cecil Empire can come to the Gaoling defense line?This is an unavoidable question.

"At least until the situation on the southern front improves, it will be very difficult for us to start the 'blocking wall' plan," Belsetia said in a deep voice, "but we can start preparing now, producing purification devices and protective devices."

"I understand your difficulties, and the north also understands. I will take the situation here as it is." Amoen lowered his head slightly, touched the top of the Silver Queen's head with the tip of his nose, and then continued in a gentle tone, "In addition ...Although I don't know if this can help you, I also brought a somewhat special guest today."

"A special guest?" Belsetia looked around in surprise, this was the first time she heard that this "messenger" actually brought someone over, "Who is it?"

"Come out, little guy," Amon raised his head and greeted the shadows in the forest not far away, "Be bold, don't be so nervous—your Silver Queen won't eat you."

The bushes in the woods rustled, and Belsetia and Elaine subconsciously stared at the direction of the sound with wide eyes. The next second, they saw a petite figure walking out of the shadow of the bushes and flowers. The figure of a man—it was an elf.

But it wasn't any kind of elf that Belsetia was familiar with.

She has the same golden hair as the Silver Elf, but the ears protruding from the long hair seem to be a little shorter than the Silver Elf. Her skin is extremely light, even to the point of being vaguely transparent, under the thin skin Fluorescent, vein-like lines can be seen faintly. She is wearing a jungle hunter-style light hunting suit. Mysterious symbols and lines can be seen everywhere on the exposed arms, neck, and legs—those who do not know whether they are battle patterns or magic patterns. Patterns are by no means something that exists in silver elf culture.

It is very similar to a silver elf, but a real silver elf can tell the difference between this girl and the ethnic group at a glance. Belsetia thinks she is well-informed, she has seen all the elf subspecies in the world, but she has not seen Passing through such a strange "branch", she looked at the other party curiously, and saw the elf girl walking out with a timid expression, she glanced at herself nervously, and then she seemed to have made a lot of determination before she moved towards this branch. come along.

"...Hello," after noticing the other party's overly nervous mood, Belsetia decided to break the silence, "May I ask who you are?"

The petite elf girl was shocked, and immediately said: "I... My name is Berna Qingfeng! I live in No. 17 Huiliu Street, Baishi City, and my instructor is a master of Thorn Heart. My profession is ranger and mage... I used to be , I have been traveling outside these years, and I just returned from the north recently, and my last registration was at Sentinel Monitoring Station 112, it is a pleasure to meet you, Your Majesty the Empress!"

A series of self-introductions popped out like this. The elf who called herself Berna Qingfeng stuttered a little at the beginning, but then the rest of the words were very smooth, and the series of reflexive words seemed to be memorized countless times The same, so much so that Belsetia didn't react at once until her words fell - two seconds later, the Silver Queen blinked and looked at the elf girl in front of her in great surprise.

Elaine, who was on the side, couldn't help but said at this time: "You mean...you are a silver elf? A silver elf traveling outside?"

While speaking, she subconsciously looked at the other person's eyes again, but at such a close distance, she was more and more sure that the girl in front of her was not a silver elf, no matter in terms of her physical characteristics or the "breath of life" she exuded. , the other party gave her a very strange feeling, it didn't even look like the "texture" of any race she knew, and after looking carefully, Elaine also discovered another thing:

The "magic lines" on the surface of this elf girl's body are not decorations as depicted - they are part of her skin at all!Those runes are even constantly running like a real magic circle, constructing a complex flow of magic power that she can't understand.

"Yes... yes, I'm really a silver elf, I..." Berna noticed Elaine's gaze, immediately shrank back subconsciously, and whispered as if she was going to hide somewhere, "I These things are because of... because of some special experiences...but I am really a silver elf..."

Elaine blinked, as if she wanted to say something more, but she suddenly felt the slight hint of the Silver Queen's movement next to her, and immediately stopped silently.

"...It seems that you have experienced a lot, it should be an adventure that others can't imagine," Belsetia smiled and looked at the petite elf in front of her, "Although it seems that your body has changed a lot, but The Silver Elves are always happy to accept brothers and sisters who have traveled far and home—in short, welcome back.”

Berna listened to the Silver Queen talking to her in a daze, she seemed to be a little bit unresponsive, and she nodded quickly after being stunned for two seconds: "Ah, yes, it's really hard to imagine... I didn't even think that I would Sent back by... Uh, Mr. Amorn himself, and we also passed through the Shadow Realm. Ah yes, I also brought some helpers—I heard that you need helpers here, but I don’t know if they can How much help..."

While talking, the elf turned his head to look into the depths of the jungle, while Belsetia and Elaine were surprised to see that the runes on the elf girl's body suddenly shone one after another, and they began to emit light. A glow far brighter than before was emitted, shining on the surface of Berna's skin like a breathable star, and the dazzlingly complicated "casting process" was completed in an instant, and Belsetia felt that there was a huge The "signal" spread from the elf girl, and in the next second, she heard countless heavy footsteps sounding from the dense forest not far away, accompanied by the sound of breaking vegetation and rubbing branches.

After a while, she saw those tall figures - tree people, a huge number of tree people like a legion, but they were completely different from the "Guardian Ancient Tree" that Belsetia was familiar with.

Those "plants" with wisdom strode out from the dense forest, arranged in a neat and obviously rigorously trained queue, exuding the aura of a professional soldier, with alloy cast armor and various auxiliary equipment Draped on their trunks and branches, arming them into a majestic and weird appearance, and at the end of the obviously modified arms of these treants, they are equipped with rails that don't look like soldiers can hold them in their hands Accelerator.

That thing looks like a main cannon directly removed from a heavy tank, and every rail and rivet is filled with the brilliance of "abundant martial arts".

Belsetia watched in amazement these "tree men" wearing alloy armor and holding tank main guns came out of the forest, and gathered behind Berna like a silent guard to form a legion. After a short moment, All the shaking and friction of the branches stopped at the same time, and the petite Bernardo stood at the forefront of this army. She showed a bright smile, and the complex runes on the surface of her body were shining brightly.

"This is..." Yi Lian looked at the scene in front of her in astonishment, and it took a long time before she finally spoke, "What are these?"

"It was the 'bodyguard' that sister Bertila asked me to bring with me when we set off... She said that the south is not safe, and a girl should bring some helpers to protect herself when she goes out alone," Bernardo showed a somewhat smug smile, but said that she did not want to She rubbed her hands embarrassingly, "But I think her reaction is a bit exaggerated... She sent me almost all the Thorin guards, and let me bring a production line of magic crystal shells - the production line has been dismantled Open it, and carry it on the body of the guards who came out last."

"Bodyguard..." The corners of Belsetia's mouth trembled, she didn't even notice that the other party mentioned bringing a set of production lines at the end, "As a bodyguard, this is indeed a bit exaggerated... But I have to say, we These are really needed right now!"

"It would be great if I could help," Berna laughed, "I command these guards, but I don't know much about fighting, so just tell me what to do when the time comes... "

"Okay," Belsetia nodded, but then she showed a worried look, "But having said that, Thorin's guards... as far as I know, this should be the garrison of the Thorin giant tree itself? Taking so many guards away, is there really no problem with the giant tree of Thorin?"

"The giant tree is guarded by Commander Margarita's corps, and it's in the interior of Cecil, far away from the front line. The enemy can't fly very well, so there shouldn't be any danger," Bernardo said. Nodding her head, she said honestly, "Besides, sister Bertila said that Thorin guards grow from her canopy, and they can regenerate as long as there is enough time. She also said..."

Berna scratched her hair at this point, as if remembering something, and continued after a few seconds: "She also said that it is like a lice in the hair, as long as you keep it for a while, it will grow back..."

Hearing the elf's frank and honest statement, Elaine's expression couldn't help but froze for a moment, and then she looked up at the treants with heavy armor and heavy firepower with a blank gaze.

It was definitely the biggest "lice" she had ever seen in her life - but considering the size of Thorin's giant tree, it seemed to make sense?

No, it's still too weird... Look up again?

Belsetia didn't seem to care about Elaine's sudden weird behavior, she just looked thoughtfully at the "bodyguards" behind Bernardo, and then looked back at the "wooden door" she just pushed open, He looked at Amoen who had been quietly standing beside him with a strange expression, "I have a question, how should such a team... be brought out? We can't let them go through that door and go straight in." Farbouti Fortress, right?"

"I'll take them to the forest near Fabuti Fortress, and then you send someone to pick them up—it's said to be the Cecil Expeditionary Force who came from the Western Front through a secret route," Amon obviously had already After thinking about it, "I believe that no one will doubt the words of the Silver Queen at this time, especially...many people have probably gotten used to the unexpected 'surprises' of the Cecil Empire."

"Well, this is indeed a surprise," Belsetia said with a complicated expression, and then exhaled softly, her expression relaxed, "In short... if there is such a support army, at least Gao Ling The situation on the defense line will no longer continue to deteriorate due to those Aberration Corps going south, and we can even consider recovering several strategic locations in the north of the forest barrier. Although I still doubt that the strength of the south line is enough to open the 'blocking wall' plan, but at least now I have the confidence to come up with this plan."

"I hope everything goes well," Amon lowered his head gently again, touched the tops of Belsetia and Elaine's heads with the tip of his nose, and then slowly got up, "Okay, I have stayed here long enough, even if there is a Layers of 'foreign land' block, and have begun to be affected by this land. See you next time."

"See you next time." Belsetia nodded lightly and said, then took Elaine next to her to take two steps back, watching Amoen slowly turn around and walk towards the depths of the dense forest.

"I'll see you soon, Your Majesty the Empress~~ I'll wait in the forest east of Farbouti first!" Bernardo also waved her hands to the Silver Queen's master and servant, and said with a bright smile, and then she said briskly He ran to the tree guard closest to him, and quickly climbed to the "shoulder" of the tree man with the help of the rail gun hanging down from the opponent and the armor connection points around the trunk.

The heavy "Guardian of Thorin" let out a series of deep grunts. The wooden structure twisted and turned, leading the entire legion to turn back together, and then carried Berna, who was the command center, to catch up with Ah, who was already drifting away Moen's footsteps.

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At the same time, the neural network encrypts the level of consciousness.

"So you sent all your 'guards' to that elf as 'bodyguards'?" Gawain sat at a small round table with lavender patterns in a garden surrounded by pure white flowers, with With a helpless expression, he looked at the woman in the green skirt sitting opposite him, "Even packed a munitions production line?"

"The body of the giant tree of Sorin actually doesn't need so many guards to protect it - Margarita's corps is enough, and even without Margarita's corps, it doesn't matter much. I am very confident in my self-defense ability "The woman in the green skirt opposite the round table said casually with an indifferent expression, a cup of steaming tea floated out of nowhere in her hands, she continued to stir while stirring, "Anyway, those guards just grew out of my canopy 'Little creatures', like lice in the hair, can grow a lot after a while..."

"...your wonderful metaphor is getting weirder and weirder," Gawain's mouth trembled, "but... well, your reason is very good, and it is indeed beneficial to the current situation.

"Let's get down to business now, you said... You re-perceived the life signal of that dark priest named 'Bertram'? And he is actively moving closer to your roots?"

Chapter 1343 Vegetable vs Vegetable

In the small garden covered by countless white flowers, an invisible wind circled twice around the round table in the center of the garden, but this is not the "environmental parameter" simulated by the neural network—in essence, it is a field made of A space created by Lin Jushu's large-scale neural nodes is attached to the network in the form of an independent visitor area, and the wind blowing through this sea of ​​flowers is essentially the "thinking" of Sorin Jushu.

After a few seconds, the wind gradually weakened, and Bertila also ended the communication with her remote body. While stirring the steaming tea in her hand, she looked up at Gawain: "Yes, I can clearly understand Perceived Bertram's signal reaction, he led a group of deformed freaks to move around the front line, and he was always around my distal root system..."

Speaking of which, she paused again, narrowing her eyes slightly as if she had seriously sensed the signal from afar again, and then said: "I can feel...he is leading his team to dig my stills in the dirt. The fringe roots that haven't fully grown, putting targeted toxins and inhibitors in the groundwater, and guiding the dark root network in the wasteland area to fight against my spread... Now he should have become the main force of the wasteland immunity barrier. Commander, his intervention ... was effective."

Bertila narrowed her eyes. She didn't like to praise her enemies, but sensing the confrontation between Bertram and herself, she had to use the word "very effective" to evaluate the opponent's achievements.

"I thought it would be impossible for him to return to the front line after such a failure, but I didn't expect that not only did he come back, but he was also entrusted with a heavy responsibility." Hearing what Bertila said, Gawain couldn't help frowning, "Look It seems that the 'Dark Grand Master' named Borken is not as mean and irritable and harsh as you say-at least he knows how to use a capable loser."

"It may also be that the number of followers around him is limited, and he cannot be wasted at will," Bertila commented calmly. "In any case, the appearance of Bertram really gave me a 'surprise'. I didn't expect him to have this ability... It seems that the failure last time gave him enough stimulation to make him desperately want to wash away this shame, and..."

Her expression became a little weird, and the corners of her mouth trembled and she continued: "And it seems that he made good use of the 'lesson' from last time - I tried to use the method of spiritual parasitism to dig out information about the wasteland from his mind. According to the intelligence, this kind of attack actually established a connection in reverse, and now he leads the team to intercept my remote root system, and the accuracy and efficiency of each operation are significantly higher than other dark priests."

"...The prey has overcome the psychological fear instinct, and instead used its 'natural enemy fear' to actively search for the location of the natural enemy..." Gao Wen was thoughtful, "This sounds like a 'talent', you How do you plan to deal with such a comeback opponent?"

"Deal with? For predators, the word 'food' does not need the word 'deal with'," Bertila said with undisguised contempt, but she obviously didn't really despise the other party to the point where she didn't even make a plan , "Don't worry, I have prepared the best trap for him and his monster minions. Since he is so interested in the secrets buried deep underground, let him come."

The dominant consciousness of the Sorin giant tree smiled, planning the next beautiful predation like an experienced predator, and then she gracefully picked up the steaming teacup, gracefully raised it above her head, and gracefully Pour hot tea over your head.

Gao Wen looked at this scene with a dazed face, without even realizing what happened, and then watched the woman in the green dress suddenly throw the teacup in front of him, and jumped up from the chair all of a sudden, feeling embarrassed Pulling his hair unbearably, he exclaimed: "It's hot, it's hot..."

It was only at this time that Gao Wen came to his senses, and reminded the other side a few beats later: "You are in the neural network... Our tea is usually for drinking..."

"I'm used to watering..." Bertila stood in the flower field, brushing her wet hair, looked up at Gao Wen, and said quickly as his figure faded rapidly, "I'll go back and continue working on the advancement plan!!"

In the next second, her figure had completely disappeared in front of Gawain, leaving only an empty white flower field and a round table and stool in the middle of the flower field. Gawain stood by the table and stared at the direction in which Bertila disappeared for a moment. A few images from his memories slowly emerged from the depths of his memory. After a long time, he smiled and shook his head with a complicated expression: "It's really an expression I haven't seen in 700 years..."

As soon as the voice fell, his figure also disappeared in the flower field, and this "anchor" space specially constructed by the neural nodes of the Sorin giant tree fell into darkness in the neural network.

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Deep in the canopy of the giant tree of Sorin, in the "main consciousness cavity" formed by a large number of wooden structures interlaced with countless vines and leaves, a special type of immersion cabin is running quietly near the central platform, but the outer cover of the cockpit remains In the open state, there is no one inside the cabin, only a large number of nerve fibers like thin vines grow and cluster from the nearby "floor" and "wall", and spread all the way into the cabin, using their ends to The suction cup structure attaches to metal contacts on the seat back.

All of a sudden, those nerve fibers twitched and attached to the cockpit twitched, and then quickly detached from each contact point, and retreated to the shadows of the nearby wooden structures in the blink of an eye. On the nearby central platform, a The group flower vine squirmed and retreated around, from which emerged Beltira's mimetic avatar—this mimetic avatar blinked after breaking away from the link, as if adapting to the sensory change from the virtual world to the real world, within a few seconds Only then fully regained consciousness.

She raised her hand and touched the hard and rough "hair" on the top of her head. There seemed to be a hint of frustration on her expressionless face, and she muttered in the chamber: "It's so stupid, I'm so stupid. So stupid..."

After a while, the frustrated murmur turned into a cold soliloquy: "This embarrassment should be repaid by Bertram..."

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Bertram suddenly shivered—even though there was no cold wind blowing across the wasteland at this moment, and his body, which had been mutated for many years, had long been less sensitive to outside temperature changes, but at this moment he still felt There was a "cold" that soaked into his spirit like cold water flowing through his mouth and nose, and this chill made him fully alert in an instant.

This is not an illusion - after many days of activities on the edge of this wilderness, he has already accumulated valuable experience in this area. This chill that pierces the soul is real, it is the sequelae left by the mental attack, and it is also After making a series of terrible mistakes, I can still return here and get reused "reliance": this is the spiritual perception between predator and prey.

Unfortunately, he is in the position of prey, and whenever this kind of chill hits, it means that the terrible "predator" who has been alienated to the point of completely breaking away from common sense is exuding strong hostility towards him, which means The fangs and claws of the predator are moving nearby at a very dangerous distance.

However, Bertram is used to this. Anyway, it has not been a day or two since that crazy "saint" radiated this kind of hostility and "appetite" towards him. Sabotage is his main job content.

"I sense it," Bertram quickly calmed down. His branches were shaking in the wasteland of winter, and many leaves pointed to the same location. "A large nerve cluster, a very strong thought pulse...Due East Xiang, the signal has just appeared, there should be a root system that has not yet formed, act now!"

Behind Bertram, several twisted treants of various shapes and a large group of mutants responded quickly. This "special team" began to move quickly under the command of the dark priest, passing through the vast plain and the poisonous Not long after the transfer started, a dark priest with a gray-black skin and a tree crown twisted and twisted like a whirlpool approached their commander: "Master, we Can you catch the 'organ' that emits the thought pulse this time?"

"I don't know, but I'm sure ... we're getting closer to that organ."

While speaking quickly, Bertram secretly issued a series of instructions to the nearby root system network: let those aggressive vines wriggling underground secretly interweave into a strangulation encirclement, let those secretory organs that grow between roots Create counter-resisting antagonistic pheromones, let some "young vines" transform themselves, simulate the nerve signals of the living forest to get as close to the opponent as possible, and eliminate the interference toxins they carry as much as possible before being recognized and strangled by the opponent. Potentially infiltrate into nearby dirt...

All these are the "skills" he has cultivated during the days of "fighting" with Bertila, and many of them are even the methods he learned from the other party. These methods are incredible, but he must admit Well, after turning into a real plant, that crazy "saint" did create many tactics that only plants could "think", and these tactics were quite effective during use.

Fortunately, everyone is from the same source. What Bertila can do, the root network deep in the wasteland can basically do. As long as there is a smart person who can learn ideas from that crazy woman, he will The means of control can also emerge as the times require.

Bertram felt that he was such a "smart person" - this was the most and only thing he was proud of these days.

It even slightly diluted the shame and resentment he had built up after that defeat.

At the same time, in the depths of the dark and corrupt wasteland, a fierce confrontation invisible to ordinary people has rapidly erupted and intensified following Bertram's instructions.

The roots belonging to the distal limbs of the Sorin giant tree were strongly blocked in the process of spreading southward, and some of the root structures that had just grown and had not yet had complete combat capabilities were strangled during the maturation process, forming pieces into pieces The earth died between the soil and the underground river, and the dark root system network from the direction of the wasteland immediately launched a rapid "encirclement and suppression", a chilling sound of friction and creeping between the underground caves and tunnels Echoing, a large number of living vines drilled in the dark, intertwined into a surrounding net while releasing various toxins and tiny "biological soldiers" around, and the thin vines that mimicked the roots of Thorin spread and grew all the way to the north... …

The counterattack of Soling's root system is also coming soon, no less than the opponent's attack methods emerge in endlessly, and the root system network belonging to the dark priests began to die in a large area in the border area...

And before these necrotic root tissues completely died, they had already sent enough information to Pertram.

"The counterattack was very rapid... Concentrated and continuous thought pulses... Nerve signals are converging towards the eastern region..."

In the cold wilderness, Bertram led the team to quickly move to the target location while carefully perceiving the information from below. Suddenly, a wave of joy surged into his heart.

While this joy was welling up, he was also feeling an increasingly obvious and stronger "predator breath", which brought him almost instinctive fear—two diametrically opposed Emotions impacted his already abnormal spirit, and the process of repeatedly tearing away his consciousness made Bertram even more excited. An abnormal excitement made him shout to his followers: "We caught the big guy!" Yes! My fellow countrymen, we have caught it!"

"Master, you mean..." A low-ranking dark priest froze for a moment, then quickly realized, "You mean what we captured this time is the 'thinking organ'?"

"That's right, I sensed those strong thought pulses, and the nerve signals that are constantly converging towards the target location, and we caught it," Bertram said with gritted teeth (although he has no teeth now), "That crazy woman can extend her consciousness to such a long distance, and can easily control the truth of such a huge body with her own strength... We finally caught her thinking auxiliary organ!"

While speaking, he already sensed that he had arrived near the target location—he immediately ordered his followers to stop to prevent them from falling into the trap.

Excitement turned into excitement, Bertram still maintains basic judgment and calmness, he knows how cunning that "ancient saint" named Bertila is, and he knows that there is no such thing as unreasonable good luck in this world——Okay , maybe exists, but he doesn't believe that such a thing will fall on his head.

The target is ahead, but he doesn't dare to rush over and dig down rashly. Who knows what that crazy woman has prepared there, maybe after he runs over, the ground will split a big hole, and there will be a cloth underneath. What about the stomach sac full of sharp teeth and digestive juices?

"Master, how do we get there?" The low-level dark priest asked beside him.

Bertram did not respond, but secretly communicated with the underground root network that was fighting fiercely with the enemy. A moment later, a rumbling sound suddenly came from a ground near him, and then the thick soil and rocks were blown by The force of the ground tore a gap, and a sloping "passage" leading to the ground, surrounded by countless living vines and roots, appeared in his eyes.

"I suspect that crazy woman has prepared a trap for us, but it's okay-we slowly push through under the cover of the root network, and whatever she has prepared underground, we will dismantle it along the way!"

Chapter 1344