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Chapter 1377 The next stage

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    Another legion of aberrations was wiped out organically in the flames and thunder and skyfire. Their fearless attack failed to break through the mortal defenses, but only slightly delayed the start-up time of the purification devices - a large number of lower-level units.  The nerve signals sent back when being eliminated formed a sharp roar in the root network. The roar was transmitted and echoed between the command nodes composed of dark priests. By the time it was transmitted to the highest node, only a few remained.  A negligible aftermath.

    The dry wind blew through the hills and wasteland, and the withered and twisted branches of Borken trembled slightly in the wind. The dark patriarch listened to the voices coming from far away in the wind, the voices of those inferior and unintelligent lower-level nodes when they were dying.  The wailing sounded as vague as a distant dream to him. After a few minutes, the leader of the dark priests woke up from the "dream", and his attention gradually returned to the real world in front of him.

    "They have begun to counterattack across the board." He said slowly and in a low voice, but it was not addressed to any specific priest, but whispered softly throughout the entire root network. He was not worried that this would affect his own "morale."  , because all priests are connected in the same root network, and everyone's emotions have been "assimilated" to a certain extent over a long period of time, although each node in this network still maintains its original personality and memory.  , but apart from that, they have all forgotten the thoughts of "betrayal" or "giving up". No matter how the situation changes, the will of the cult will always be unswerving and will always move towards the ultimate goal.

    This is a joint and voluntary decision made by everyone, including Borken himself.

    "Those purification devices are gradually encroaching on our land. They seem to want to build some kind of 'barrier' in the wasteland that can penetrate this land," a voice from a certain dark patriarch rang in the root network.  , "Wherever this barrier reaches, the environment we depend on for survival has been greatly affected, and even has been 'reversed'."

    "If that wall is built, the energy cycle in the wasteland will most likely be cut off," another slightly older voice intervened in the network, "They seem to have discovered the deep operating mechanism of this land and cracked the aberration  The legion¡¯s inexhaustible principle¡ªour existing forces cannot completely stop them, and those purification devices are extending towards the central area at an extremely high speed.¡±

    Another gust of wind blew from the direction of the wasteland, causing a roaring sound in the twisted woods around the hill. The discussion in the root network continued, but Borken's attention was focused in another direction -  - The sound of footsteps came from beside him. Two elves with exactly the same appearance came to him with unhurried steps and said in unison: "It sounds like our current situation is not good?"

    Borken's eyes swept over the Elf Twins casually: "I didn't expect you to be worried about the situation - I thought you didn't care about victory or defeat on the battlefield except for whispering together."

    "You have misunderstood us - of course we care about our common cause, it's just that our personalities are too indifferent by nature," Fierna said with a sincere expression, and Leerna then spoke, "Then,  What do you think of the current situation? We have been pushed back almost on all fronts. In the past half month, instead of successfully placing any new rune stones, we have lost all the occupied territories. This is not very optimistic.  ¡­¡±

    Borken silently glanced at the elf twins, and then closed his eyes slightly: "The situation did not develop according to our original plan, but the situation is not that bad We are different from those mortal armies. As long as we are in the wasteland,  As long as the environment is maintained, our legions will be endless, and the loss of aberrations is insignificant The regeneration speed of those biochemical synthetic beasts can also completely keep up with the consumption, and those mortals they have no choice but to survive in this desolate land.  Without any spoils, all their actions here are pure costs. It may be difficult for us to win a quick victory, but as long as we continue to maintain this kind of consumptionthe final victors may not necessarily be those mortals."

    It sounds like the dark patriarch has acknowledged the situation at hand to some extent and grasped the "essence" of this war. He was not discouraged and chose another route to victory.

    But Fierna and Leerna shook their heads at the same time after hearing Bolken's words, and Leerna said, "Do you really think so?"

    "You can just say what you have to say," Borken opened his eyes and stared at the Gemini elves with his tawny eyes. "I don't really like your riddles and metaphors."

    "Then let's get straight to the point," Filna shrugged. "You don't understand the war potential of a country that has completed its industrial transformation, nor do you understand the war potential that was established after Cecil successfully integrated the alliance countries.  throughand technology are still not worth mentioning in front of the Deep Blue Network. As long as we hold the reins of this planet in our hands, we can crush all their potential and future with unparalleled power"

    "So we still need to tame this planet - of course I know this," Bolken said in a bad tone, "But as I just said, we have been pushed back into the wall of grandeur by them, and there are no new release points.  , we can¡¯t set up new rune stones, how do you plan to continue to tame this planet?¡±

    "Who said we don't have new delivery points?" Fierna suddenly smiled, her gaze seemed to go beyond the Grand Priest in front of her, and cast her gaze in a certain direction deep in the distant wasteland, "Isn't there the largest one right under our noses?  The dark blue node?¡±

    Borken was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "You said that ancient ghost's territory? Indeed there is the largest deep blue crack on the surface of the planet, but there is also an operational Iron Man Corps and a battlefield there.  Gondor Fortress with complete strength! We need to mobilize a large army to capture that place - but before that, our frontal battlefield may have been completely defeated!"

    "So we need to pay some price," Leerna looked at Bolken's withered and wrinkled face with a serious expression, "Arch Priest Bolken, the key question now is are you willing to work together for us?  What price will we pay for our noble cause?¡±

    "What do you mean?"

    "Are you ready to make a desperate move?"

    ¡­¡­

    The flames ejected from the heavy burner swept across the earth for the last time. In the terrifying heat created by the alchemical grease and magical flames, the mutated monsters with ferocious limbs and foul breath finally turned into ashes. When the flames gradually dissipated, the giant  There were only lumps of charred remains and twitching flesh and blood fragments left on the ground. The smoke and dust when the aberrant body decomposed itself was mixed among the biochemical synthetic beasts, covering the entire battlefield in a layer of unbroken clouds.

    An unusually tall figure walked forward with heavy steps. He held a mechanical warhammer in one hand and a heavy burner in the other. The scripture cloth that emitted a faint white light was fixed on his thick armor with fire paint and rivets.  The radiance of holiness dazzles the eyes.

    He passed over the soldiers and priests who were cleaning the battlefield, and came to a heavy chariot that had just stopped. He watched Philip jump off the chariot with agility, and then the tall figure casually put the heavy war hammer on the  On the ground next to him, he reached out and took off his helmet, and a small figure emerged from the nearby holy light, climbed onto his shoulders flexibly and skillfully, and held his head and swayed around.

    "Patriarch Wright," Philip nodded to the fully armed leader of the Holy Light in front of him, and then smiled and waved to the small figure on the shoulders of the patriarch, "and little Emily."

    "Good afternoon, Uncle Philip," the small figure condensed by the holy light said in an ethereal voice, with a smile in its voice, "We have eliminated the enemy again!"

    "The counterattacks of these aberrations are getting more and more crazy, but from the perspective of command and dispatch, they are getting more and more chaotic," Wright reached out and pressed Emily's hair, and said to Philip in front of him, "I think they are not even as good as they were a few days ago.  There was a threat, at least at that time they knew how to cover each other and use the terrain to fight."

    "Their counterattacks are getting more and more crazy because the purification devices we are constantly advancing have stimulated the instincts of these monsters, and their actions are chaotic, which shows that the command system behind them is overwhelmed - the alliance is launching a counterattack on multiple fronts, and all countries have changed from the previous ones.  After recovering from the chaos, more and more troops entered the battlefield, and those dark priests are not professional war talents." Philip shook his head. "At first, they only succeeded by relying on sneak attacks and numerical superiority. They didn't understand at all.  How to fight on a real, normal battlefield.¡±

    Wright nodded and looked not far away. He saw a patch of roots and flower vines growing out of the earth quickly spreading across the wasteland, forcibly covering the barren land with lush green.  Thicker and more flexible "tentacles" continue to extend between the beards and flower vines. These tentacles are like arms running around the battlefield, constantly picking and choosing between the burnt and broken monster remains, finding their state.  The better pieces will be quickly rolled up and dragged back underground, which looks very strangebut also a bit joyful.

    That is a living forest that has extended to the depths of the wasteland. Throughout the past war, she has been advancing with Cecil's Legion and played a role that cannot be ignored.

    The expression on the Patriarch's face became a little strange.

    "To be honest the battlefield here is actually not very 'normal'"

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