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Chapter 1206 The road to counterattack the wasteland

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    The giant eagle flew across the sky at the edge of the wasteland, taking in everything that happened on the land. In Azmoor's eyes, everything that happened in these polluted lands seemed to be similar to what he remembered - the magnificent wall was still blocking the way.  Alongside the destructive border, polluted land and mutated forests prostrate themselves on the territory of the ancient empire like scars of this world. The radiance emitted by the energy barrier is reflected in the clouds in the distance, like a light-cast city wall that runs through the sky and the earth.  The civilized world The civilized world is still on the other side of the mountains.

    But when he concentrated more on sensing the sight of the giant eagle, things that had never appeared in his memory came into view.

    He saw a "line" composed of scattered lights passing through the black forest and the strip of plains on the edge of the Great Wall. The starting point of that line was at the southern foot of the Dark Mountains, where there were more lights and large areas were artificially flattened.  The land that comes out, and a fortress hidden among the rocks and woods, the end of the line extends almost to the foot of the magnificent wall - and it gives people the feeling of still extending forward, still advancing tenaciously.

    That is a road, a road that is passing through the contaminated area and approaching the wasteland of Gondor, and this road is under construction.

    Azmore was a little surprised. He subconsciously controlled the giant eagle to rise a little higher and tried to cast his sight further away. His sudden move made the surrounding Royal Eagle Cavalry "escorting" suddenly become nervous. Several giant eagles  The eagle successively increased its height and emitted a sharp and loud cry. The knights on the eagle's back also tightened their reins nervously, and the golden pointed helmets on their heads shone with trembling light in the setting sun.

    "Don't be so nervous, young people," Azmore couldn't help laughing and said softly, "I'm just an old man who is dying."

    "Please don't make such sudden moves at high altitude, Master Azmore," the voice of the Eagle Cavalry Captain, a young man, came from the magic props pinned to his clothes, "We are thinking about your safety.  "

    Azmoir just smiled and did not argue with the young warrior about anything - when he first traveled this continent on the giant eagle, the Queen of the Morning Star in the previous generation was even a child, and he had walked through the storm.  , crossed the mountains, passed through the vast battlefield between the ancestors of mankind and the dark subspecies, and also became a distinguished guest of humans and beasts, spreading the gospel of the God of Nature in every palace. He had faced  More danger and hardship than all the Eagle Riders here combined.

    They are just worried that a "dangerous element" like themselves will do something transgressive.

    Of course, the cavalry are indeed worried about his safety - more worried than ever. At least until they reach their destination, no one in this team wants anything to happen to him.  Although for the past three thousand years, the Morning Star family and the "orthodox sect" they represent have been looking forward to his death every day, from the day this journey started, what they hoped for most was "Arch Druid Azmo".  "You" can live to the end.

    Azmoir shook his head and lowered himself slightly on the back of the giant eagle. The psychic creature felt his thoughts, and with a loud cry, a wider land appeared in Azmoor's mind.  , he examined this vision that far exceeded the limits of human and elven vision, and his gaze extended towards the east side of the Dark Mountains, extending along the edge of the magnificent wall - finally, he saw more lights.

    That was another road that was passing through the polluted area of ??the Black Forest. It was at the end of the giant eagle's line of sight and was almost completely blocked by trees. If the sky wasn't getting darker at dusk, Azmoir wouldn't have been able to spot those people.  The glimmer of light rising from the treetops.

    The old ancient druid finally couldn't help but take a breath and said softly: "Have Ansu and Typhon finally started to counterattack the wasteland"

    "Master, Anzu is already history," another young female voice sounded from the communication props, "The one who rules the north now is the human empire Cecil - the founder is the resurrected pioneer Gawain.  Cecil the Great.¡±

    "Ah, Cecil Empire I know, I just forgot," Azmore said lightly, with a smile on his lips, "A pioneer who came back from the dead the name Gawain Cecil  I have heard about it, and I have also heard about his deeds, but - Belsetia, do you really think that a human being can come back to life after resting for seven hundred years?"

    Queen Belsetia's voice came from the communication props, as soft as the wind of nature but undeniable: "Yes, I think it is okay - Master Azmore, look at the road below you that stretches towards the wasteland.  path, don¡¯t you think so?¡±

    Azmoir remained silent, just silently watching the artificial lights that stubbornly reflected a path in the dark forest, as if he was watching the pioneers seven hundred years ago, the Gondor people a thousand years ago, and even??Bruce said with a smile, "That's why I will personally lead the engineers along this road to inspect every forward base - adequate preliminary preparation is the first condition to ensure that subsequent projects can be carried out smoothly. Don't worry, this project  This is a major matter that His Majesty pays personal attention to, and its progress will not be slowed down."

    The sentry relaxed, with a trace of expectation on his face: "When the railway is built, our war fortress will advance over - can we really counterattack the wasteland by then?"

    "Of course, if it wasn't for the counterattack on the wasteland, why would His Majesty invest so much effort here?" Bruce said with great certainty, and just when he was about to say something more, a faint chirp suddenly penetrated.  The high-altitude clouds passed through a long distance and rang in his ears. The great architect, who had a keen hearing due to his dwarf blood, subconsciously followed the sound. Under the already very dim skylight at dusk, he saw something.  Some neatly arranged faint black spots seemed to be passing from high in the sky, flying towards the direction of the dark mountains.

    After careful identification, the great architect frowned curiously: "It seems to be the giant eagle of the elves?"

    "Is that the giant eagle of the elves?" The two sentries finally noticed the movement in the sky. They poked their heads out, and after confirming with the reconnaissance mirror equipped with the eagle eye technique, one of them muttered in surprise.  , "They actually flew close to the border of the wasteland How brave they are."

    "They built the magnificent wall. They know very well where the edge of the safe zone is." Bruce was not surprised. He was just curious about the appearance of the elves. "But a giant eagle team of this size look  He looks like he has a good background. In all likelihood, he is His Majesty¡¯s distinguished guest.¡±

    The great architect shook his head. This was not something he should be concerned about. At this moment, a burst of footsteps suddenly came from not far away, interrupting his thoughts.

    A soldier ran up the wall and gave a military salute in front of Bruce: "Great Architect! Please go to the communication room - the communication from the South Gate Fortress."

    "Okay, I'll go right away." Bruce replied immediately with a straight face, then quickly said goodbye to the two sentries on the wall and ran towards the ladder not far away.

    The communication room is located near the center of the forward base, right next to the towering magic obelisk. In the middle, he needs to pass through a row of barracks and two warehouses. Bruce's steps are fast, and he is very energetic when he is on the way, and he quickly arrives here.  The room with the magic network terminal - the magic device in the center of the room has been activated. A faint light is shining above the focusing crystal, and the face of the great architect Gordon appears in the middle of the communication interface.

    "Bruce, I hope I didn't interrupt your work," Gordon said immediately when he saw Bruce appear, "I just received an order from the imperial capital."

    "No interruption at all - today's data collection and work plan have been completed," Bruce said casually, his expression becoming very serious, "Order from the Imperial Capital? What happened?"

    "It's nothing - it's a new task that requires completion at the same time as the construction of the propulsion railway. Don't worry, the task itself is not difficult. The only thing required is to ensure quality and quantity, and there must be no delay."

    Gordon said seriously in the communication interface, and along with his words, the printing device connected to the Magic Network terminal on the table nearby also started to operate on its own, making a slight friction sound as the gears and connecting rods moved.  , one piece of printing paper was spit out from the output port.

    "Did you see the information I sent? There is something you need to know on it."

    Bruce took a step forward curiously, picked up the information, and a mission statement with a large number of drawings and parameter descriptions appeared in front of him - this is extremely professional information, but for a large building that has even repaired the magnificent wall,  For teachers, this is very simple to understand.

    "Large-scale biomass processing centerpre-buried splitting pooland underground bunker reserved for the servo brain storage tank?" Bruce gradually showed a surprised look, "What is this for? We have to push the biofactory as well.  To the wasteland?"

    "Don't ask me about this, I don't know either," Gordon shrugged, "Since this is an order from the imperial capital, we should implement it seriously."

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