Sword of Dawn

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However, this is not a monster, this is a god, the god of nature who was resurrected by means of taboo after the lunatics of the Death Society sacrificed countless human beings.

Whenever he thinks of this truth, Maryland feels his heart beating faster. In the past few decades, he never imagined that he would participate in such a thing in his lifetime, but just like the priests often As the saying goes—fate is uncertain...

But ironically, if even gods could be created and killed, would the words of the "priests" make sense?

Maryland restrained her thoughts, letting her rapid heartbeat gradually calm down.

He is a knight and a nobleman. Although Cecil's noble system has been turned upside down, and although the knights of the new era are very different from the old ones, he still will not betray the oath he made when he first took over the knight's sword.

Now that you have decided to commit your allegiance, then do so to the end.

……

The meandering Whitewater River flows from west to east, crosses Cecil, crosses Gelen, and flows into the land of the East. The river of life in the southern region suddenly slows down and splits in the land of the East. It consists of several branches, turning into a trickle between fertile fields and hills, and before the first fork of the river, the Baisha hills lie quietly on the river bank as in the past thousands of years, with their backs to the east. The plain, looking at the mountains in the south.

The mine workers and technicians have been evacuated, and only the security forces of the White Sands Mining Company—including a combat battalion, two tank platoons, and artillery units fixed on various high grounds in the mine—remain here to maintain order, To prevent the unknown eastern nobles from accidentally destroying this well-prepared stage, and soon, the 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 white water river not far away, which was rippling with waves, and the magic energy track extending straight out of the small woods on the north side of the river bank, with a worried expression on his face.

"I'm afraid this mine can't be saved?" The serf-born mine manager said to the foreign woman beside him, "Such a large-scale operation...there was no such big movement when we attacked the Rock Fortress."

"The facilities in the mine definitely need to be rebuilt, but no matter how tragic a war is, it can rarely destroy nature itself." Tire gently shook the tip of her erect tail, and she glanced at the young man in front of her—the person in charge He is not a military leader, nor is he a senior official of the government affairs office, so he does not know all the secrets of this operation. He only knows that the Cecil Legion will try to ambush a powerful monster together with the "alien allies", so Tyr Didn't tell him too much detail.

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

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

In the final analysis, sea monsters have never seen those "gods" worshiped by humans as gods.

"You will evacuate with the security forces in an hour." Tyr looked up at the sky, saw that the clouds were gathering, and the brilliance of the giant sun was gradually being blocked, "I'm going to prepare."

As she spoke, she stretched out her coiled tail. The coquettish and strange snake tail moved like some kind of magic vine, and the surface gradually glowed with magic power. Glancing at the human limbs, even though he knew they were allies in the southern region, he couldn't help but feel a little awkward. He asked curiously: "I've heard some legends about sea monsters... told by a bard. He said that before the sea was blocked, in the era when human ships could sail to the far sea, sailors occasionally encountered sea monsters, and you often sang magical songs on the sea to lure ships into traps... This is true Is it?"

"We can indeed sing at sea, but we don't lure human ships into any trap," Till said with a sense of humor. "Back then, there were occasional human beings who strayed into dangerous waters, and we would secretly rescue them... The Kraken doesn't want the sea to swallow any life that doesn't belong to the sea, and the water quality will deteriorate."

Having obtained some useless foreign knowledge, Hom, who likes to pursue new things, left contentedly. He was going to pack up some personal belongings and evacuated here with the security forces. Till stayed on the high ground by the river bank. Just at the right time, she climbed up to a mana crystal tower on the high ground.

The snake's tail winds around the crystal of this magical device, and the magic power establishes a secret connection with the magic power. The runes on Tire's body shimmer with light. She opens her hands and begins to hum an ancient song that cannot be understood by humans. Ballad of the Deep Sea.

Although there are some problems with her style of work and she doesn't seem very reliable, Tire actually belongs to the relatively conservative faction among the sea monsters. She loves the oldest and most orthodox songs of the sea monsters, and is good at weaving magic power into these ancient sea monsters. Instead of always delving into some weird magic ballads like other new generation sea monsters.

The magic field stirred up, jumping and passing between the crystal towers and sentinel towers. The invisible magic power multiplied the deep ripples of time and space, and sent the singing voice containing information into the field of elements. Tyre sang softly, feeling the magic power and The orderly rhythm of the elements sighed in my heart with satisfaction and comfort:

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

……

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

He was a commoner who was born in Old Cecil, one of the more than [-] refugees at the beginning of the reconstruction of Cecil Territory.

Before putting on a uniform, he was a hunter.

He remembered the forest next to Old Cecil that had allowed him to support his family, the town fire and neighbors' cries when the mutants invaded their territory, and the soldiers who covered his retreat How he fell, and remember the cheers of the survivors when the new camp was established, when he followed the hunting team into the mountains and brought back the first batch of meat.

As a commoner who was 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, it might even be as thick as a book.

The teacher of the evening school said a word - most of the common people in this era can't write their life experiences on a blank sheet of paper, but the common people in Cecil are lucky, they can write much more things than the common people in other places .

Hunter didn't know if he was lucky with so many experiences, but he still remembered that when the new camp withstood the attack of the mutants for the first time, when Duke Gawain Cecil presented himself with the Medal of Honor, he felt the feeling of a lifetime. Happier than ever.

This kind of happiness inspired him, allowing him to sign up for the third expansion of the legion, allowing him to learn new techniques, allowing him to come to this scorched plain and become a member of the "brave".

The faint light of the mental protection system calmed the hunter's heart. In a wonderfully relaxed atmosphere, he put his eyes close to the periscope again, staring at the distant target.

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 was a bit bigger, the hunters were no longer holding bows and arrows.

Hunt's hand was on the trigger for the railgun, and he had to fire very carefully, accurately, because there was only one round in the car.

There was only one shell in the remaining vehicles around.

In fact, not only did they only carry one shell, but even the crew on board was reduced to only two people, a gunner and observer, and a driver and commander. This is the limit for the "Warhammer Type I" tank to operate Personnel - It's all about reducing weight as much as possible, improving the speed and handling of the tank, and improving the chances of survival after firing.

After all, for that monster, ordinary tank guns don't have much effect except for the provoking effect.

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

"start to act!"

……

In the depths of the distant endless sea, on the land named "Io Continent" by the sea monsters, the huge elemental jump tower has been activated, and the surging energy drives this advanced and sophisticated machine, making it layer upon layer The stacked shell-like structure emits a faint light, causing the spherical device at the top of the tower to ripple dreamily, and above the tower, amazing energy has converged into a vague vortex, stirring the clouds and constantly rotating.

On the square below the tower, thousands of sea monsters gathered together, neatly and solemnly, ready to go.

Even a sea monster with a lively nature can sometimes become serious.

On the high platform next to the square, the Siren Queen Petiya stood in front of her with a trident scepter in her hand. A deep sea maid came to her side and bowed her head respectfully: "Your Majesty, Tyr has sent coordinates and recognized the password: high tide ,feast."

The Siren Queen nodded lightly: "Turn on the crack generator."

Under the control of the deep water technician, the warping tower made a wonderful sound like waves, and the illusory vortex above the tower instantly expanded and solidified. With the terrifying energy fluctuations, the vortex unfolded into an inverted funnel, and the entire square It was also instantly enveloped by a light curtain, completely isolated from the outside world.

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

"Attention everyone—evaporate!!"

Chapter 0656 Hunting God

Raging energy was injected into the system, and the technical creations from the ancient hometown hummed in the energy surge, the energy pipeline was jumping, the mechanical structure was cheering, and the huge elemental jumping tower emitted bursts of brilliance layer by layer. In the powerful pulse of magic power, the barrier between the elements and the real world was broken, and a special spatial rift slowly opened, as if a dark and deep eye appeared in the center of the vortex, with sparkling waves in the eye——

"Evaporate!" "Evaporate!" "Evaporate!"

The sea monsters cheered, and a large piece of blue brilliance suddenly floated in the jump field. The bodies of the sea monsters became illusory and surged in the brilliance, and endless water mist rose up, almost blinking. In the meantime, [-] deep-sea warriors, wave pioneers, and tide masters completely lost their bodies, evaporated into turbulent steam, and rushed to the elemental rift high in the sky.

There were thunderous whistling sounds in the jumping field. On the huge square, the figures of the Krakens quickly became sparse, and as the "expeditionary army" condensed into a giant air mass entered the crack, those around the square extended along the terrain. The energy pipes leading to the distant mothership dimmed one by one, and a large number of auxiliary equipment also opened their respective cooling grids, and began to release the accumulated heat energy.

Petya exhaled slightly, and her silver-white long hair was gently raised in the sea breeze. The ruler of the deep sea raised his head and stared at the distant sea, as if his eyes had passed through the barrier of space, and he saw that he was already far away on another continent. sisters on board.

She sighed softly: "I didn't expect...we would restart these ancient devices...this season of land civilization is really interesting."

"Interesting, but also a little dangerous," said Rosalia, the maid of the deep sea, waving her snake's tail lightly, and said next to Petia, "Using human power to create a 'god', and trying to use human power to hunt down a 'god'... Regardless of what their gods are, the way humans have behaved this season is enough to be called shocking."

"...Perhaps the sea monsters should also learn about the 'shocking' of these short-lived races. After all, they can create such wonderful technology as the rainbow light device," Petiya said softly, and then she looked up at the sky above the warping tower The elemental rift that has not yet been closed, ordered, "Keep the passage open until the sisters return."

"Yes."

Petiya took a look around the square again. On several high platforms nearby, soldiers were keeping vigilant. More than a dozen weapon devices with elegant arcs and shell-shaped armor were pointing at the cracks in the sky. The armor of the devices Between the gaps, the water-colored shimmer kept surging.

The Krakens have lost a lot of technology in this world, and a lot of ancient equipment can't work, but after all these years of difficult adaptation, they still have some good things.

"The particle pulse turret remains in a semi-activated state. If something that returns from the crack is something you don't recognize... just shoot it down."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

……

The magic crystal railgun exploded, and the obelisk-shaped projectile screamed sharply in the air. After a short delay, the projectile hit the target, exploding a cloud of hazy flames and scattered fire on the holy and strange monster. flesh.

The hunter hits well, and now the prey is successfully enraged.

The frightening creature of flesh and blood let out a roar that can only be described as a frantic noise. The sky and the earth changed color during the roar, and the earth was instantly covered with scorching marks and countless strange flowers and vines. It shook in several consecutive explosions The body then rushed out of the smoke formed by the explosion, as if a powerful energy shock was brewing between the light-cast antlers.

The engine of the chariot roared, and the "Brave" commando rushed out before the monster rushed out of the smoke-before firing the gun, all the engines were warming up, and after the firing, all the chariots were running for even a second. Without delay, they directly entered the next stage of this "hunting" according to the predetermined plan.

The seven chariots began to gallop across the scorched plain, while the enraged man-made god roared and launched a frantic pursuit. It wantonly released its uncontrollable power and released the Death Cultists. The "power of the gods" implanted in its body, in the wild rush of chasing and fleeing, a chaotic road mixed with burnt marks, flowers, death, and vitality spreads on the earth. The chaotic path of madness is like a worldly giant python walking on scorched earth, and the front end of the giant python...points far away to the Solinburg defense line of the Cecil Army.

After being fully awakened, the power of the man-made god was further enhanced and mutated. Now even if there is no life around, the monster can make stones and steel bloom into flowers.

The wild wind blew up, carrying dry sand and rocks, and beating the armor of the tank. The heavy chariot was galloping across the rugged battlefield, its tracks crushing the scorched and cracked land, and crushing what once belonged to the king and belonged to the king. The land belonging to the lord and the knights crushed the land where generations of serfs and pariahs had shed blood and sweat. The furious "God" roared, and fiery plasma jets whipped the "brave" like whips. Behind the team, criss-cross fiery cracks were created on the road.

The crystal cluster giants wandering on the plain were also enraged, they "heard" the noise-like roar, heard the call of the highest-level node, they responded, issued the same chaotic and inexplicable roar, and rushed towards the chaotic road Following the traces of death and vitality, scorching marks and flowers, bright arcane arcs lit up in the distance, and countless swaying giant shadows appeared at the edge of the field of vision.

An army of monsters is gathering, and Hunter can feel the inextricably thick malice and hostility in the air. Even with the protection of the mental protection system, he feels his heart beating like a burst. He looks through the observation window Looking out at the plain, seeing electric snakes dancing wildly, angry giants rushing from all directions, and the sky becoming extraordinarily gloomy every second, this scene is like the end of the world described by bards in their poems.

Now, Hunter Hunter's experience can really be written into a book.

The chariot continued to accelerate, the engine roared unbearably, and the repulsion mechanism increased its output as if to tear the connecting rods and gears, but the speed of these first-generation tanks had exceeded the design speed, and it was close to its structural limit. Every roar of the mechanical device is a countdown to complete disintegration and freezing, and the furious "god" is getting closer.

In fact, Hunter didn't know what the giant deer was. His chief, or the chief's chief, might know, but what did it matter?

He is a soldier and a hunter, and now he has to complete the tasks of a soldier and a hunter at the same time.

Armored griffins flitted across the sky.

One minute later, a blinding white light suddenly came from the east, with a low buzzing sound, sweeping across the ground near the brave team with great momentum, hundreds of crystal cluster giants were wiped out in the white light, and turned into a cloud. Wisps of smoke.

They were within range of the beam cannons on the Thoringburg line.

Inside the Iron Throne, Maryland was staring at the surveillance video sent back from the observation vehicle of the brave team. Outside the window beside him, a majestic beam of energy shot out from the distant mountain wall, crossed the defensive building, Swept across the southwest sky.

There was almost no delay. On the monitoring screen, he also saw the light beam through the "brave man"'s perspective.

The deafening sound of cannons rang out, and the heavy fortress guns set up in the mountain bunkers began to shell one after another after the calibration beams were fired. Countless large and small shells and beams of powerful energy spanned a long distance in space. The enemy outside the field of vision launched an attack, and the continuous sound of artillery was even louder and denser than any other day after the establishment of this line of defense. If the tactical compartment had not opened the sound barrier in time, I am afraid that in this environment of roaring artillery fire, Maryland couldn't even hear her own voice.

The voice of the adjutant came from the side: "General! All units have started attacking according to the predetermined order, and the brave team has entered the cover area."

"Keep attacking and divert attention from the target," Maryland ordered loudly, "Hound Squadron, go to pick up the brave-then withdraw into the East as planned.

"The defense line attacked with full firepower for 10 minutes, after which all units evacuated according to the schedule.

"The power ridge of the Iron Throne is charged, and the chassis restriction hook is released."

One order after another was issued, and there were constant responses from subordinates and nervous and busy passwords from other places around, but at this moment, Maryland's mood calmed down instead.

The soldiers here are all excellent soldiers, and the commander is also an excellent commander - as Cecil's most powerful and advanced ground war machine, the Iron Throne enjoys the honor, and each of its crew members is drawn from various troops The elite who came out were veterans who had experienced the Battle of Cecil, the War of Consolidation in the South, and the Battle of Rock Fortress. These veterans, together with a powerful enough war machine, made Maryland the best card this country could show. noodle.

He couldn't have asked for more.

On the defensive line, all units began to act according to the instructions. Those who should stick to it stood firm, and those who should evacuate were evacuated. Maryland and his crew members waited quietly in the control center of the Iron Throne, and finally waited for the arrival of the next stage——

"Target in sight!" a soldier shouted.

That monster full of contradictions and weirdness appeared, accompanied by a large cloud of smoke and dust rising from the distant plain, the monster made of flesh and blood emerged in the brilliance, and rushed all the way towards the defense line.

It was scarred and disintegrated. I don’t know how much of it was from its original deformed body, and how much was injured by the shells and light beams fired by the defense line. It seemed to have suffered a considerable degree of trauma, but judging from its distance and Judging by the speed, this line of defense may be difficult to block it.

Maryland couldn't help sighing that if there were more orbital cannons and beam cannons, it might be possible to stop this monster, but he also knew that this was unrealistic-those huge weapons could not be produced overnight, even if they were produced, Nor are there enough technical soldiers capable of manipulating them.

The man-made god noticed the obstacle in front of him, and also noticed that the root cause of his constant pain was the "flying insect" emitted by that obstacle. It was instinctively angry and ran in anger, as if very It will soon break through the city defense of the Cecils.

But defensive warfare is not limited to "sticking to it".

The target entered the marking range, the orbital fort between the mountain walls gradually calmed down, the four beam cannons also died down at the same time, all the magic nets in various positions were shut down, but in the center of the entire defense line, a war machine that had been dormant for a long time was Start with a bang.

Several cannons rang out, and the arsenal sections at both ends of the "Iron Throne" showed their fangs. The large rail guns roared deafeningly, and with the sound of the giant cannons, the several magic energy crystals installed on the top of this heavy train also exploded. They were lit at the same time, and strong fluctuations of magic power filled the battlefield in an instant.

For a monster in a frenzy that targets life force and magic, the lure is simply irresistible.

"The arsenal section fires, the first round of attack hits!"

"The vehicle-mounted magic obelisk is activated!"

"Target starts moving again!"

Maryland took a deep breath, raised her arm, and swung it down heavily:

"Iron Throne, activate!"

A loud car whistle sounded between the mountains and the plains, and the collision and friction of mechanical operation sounded together. The armored train covered with black armor and thick shields started. The high-performance repulsive propulsion method and low-friction chassis The design made this heavy steel monster far more flexible and faster than it looked. At the same time that the furious "god" turned to chase, the train had already left the platform along the track, rushed out of the defense line, and rushed towards the direction of the Baisha hills, constantly accelerating.

And behind the Iron Throne, on the plain to the west of the charging track, is the man-made god who started to chase madly because of his rage.

Behind the "God", the trail of mixed vitality and death, scorched marks and flower vines turned a striking turn in front of Solingburg's defense line, turned to the south, and extended all the way.

Chapter 0657 Gluttony

In Silver Fort, Gao Wen and the two newly-appointed grand consuls were standing in front of the magic net terminal. The news from the east of the plain was forwarded and transmitted layer by layer through the communication lines of Solinburg, Baisha area, southern border, and Gorgon River. is being sent to this room constantly.

"The 'Brave' Squad went into action, the first level of inducement on the target was successful..."

"The target entered the range of Solingburg's defense line, the 'Brave' team successfully escaped, and the second level of induction was successful..."

"The evacuation of all units in Baisha Hills has been completed, and the beacon has been established..."

"The third level of induction was successful, and the Iron Throne began to move to the south... The target is approaching the White Sand Hills..."

The reports from various executive units seemed to be fulfilling a precise timetable, and they kept coming according to the plan, but Gawain didn't feel a little relaxed, because the Solynburg defense line had already verified the weirdness and strength of the man-made god with facts. And it is hard to destroy. Although the cultists created only a "fake" with flesh and blood with the power of mortals, the power of that fake has obviously surpassed the mortal realm and possessed certain attributes of gods.

Facing such an enemy, no one dared to relax until it truly and completely died out.