Sword of Daybreaker

Bersetia stared at the green on the horizon for a long time before finally realizing that it was a continuous tree canopy—or more strictly speaking, a branch on the very edge of the tree canopy, pointing high to the sky, from the sky. Overlooking the past becomes a border at the end of the horizon.

  The silver queen opened her eyes wide in astonishment.

"That is the giant Thorin tree, a branch of the branch that spread out from her southern trunk," Gawain noticed Bersetia's gaze and smiled and pointed to the holographic projection. "In fact, we are still far away-outside The monitor will magnify the picture in the distance, and the aircraft will further slow down when it approaches the Sorin area."

  "Such a scale!?" Bersetia couldn't help but exclaimed, "Bertilla...how much area does she cover?"

"The entire Solinburg, plus the entire Solin collar-was actually not that big at the beginning, but in the nearly half a year after drilling out of the surface, the giant Solin tree went through a very rapid expansion stage until The huge natural force reached a balance within it, and this expansion gradually stopped. In fact, Bertila said that she could grow up a bit more, but she was worried that this would have an unpredictable impact on the ecological cycle of other areas of the Holy Spirit Plain. So it stopped in this state."

"...I once saw the description of the giant Thorin tree in the report from the north, but now it seems that what the written information can describe is too conservative compared to the real thing," Bersetia sucked lightly. He sighed and shook his head, "I really can't imagine... how powerful natural force is needed to give birth to such a miracle."

"The Cultists of the End of All Things have copied a'god', although it is not complete, it is indeed made with genuine divine factors, and the giant tree of Thorin was drilled out of the'hatchery' where they made the gods. , So you can think of this as a'miracle of the gods'," said Gao Wen. "Although everything will fail, on the other hand, they did use examples to prove one thing: the power of God can be What mortals control, as long as they find the right method."

"Born from the incubator of the gods..." Bersetia said softly. As the highest priestess of the **** of nature, although she has deviated from the ancient beliefs, her theological knowledge reserves are still genuine and high. The description of the text quickly reminded her of some records in the ancient classics, "So does this tree symbolize the giant tree of'reincarnation' described in the sacred text? Is this the embodiment of myth?"

  Gao Wen thought for a while: "We have some scholars who think so, but this matter lacks practical and reliable theoretical support other than explanations on religious symbols, so it cannot be regarded as a conclusion."

   "Then... how does ‘he’ think about this?" Bersetia couldn’t help but then asked, "I mean..."

  She refers to Amone, the **** of nature, but here, she did not rashly say the name.

   Gao Wen understands his mind, revealing a slightly weird look: "He suggested that we believe in science and don't fool around with religious symbols and mythological extensions..."

  Belcetia: "..."

"Ahem," Realizing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Gao Wen coughed dryly, and then the topic changed. "The Thorin tree is the last trace left on this land by the end of all things. Now all their technical achievements are It has been taken over by Cecil and is transforming into medical and biochemical products that are beneficial to the people, but another group of cultists hiding in the wasteland is a hidden danger."

"Indeed," Bersetia's expression quickly changed, and her tone became serious. "After hearing your information, I have ordered the Magisters of the Temple of Stars to check the nodes of the Majestic Wall again. The tower log, especially the monitoring records on the energy flow in the wasteland area, has not been found evidence of the cultists’ activities you mentioned, but we have found some suspicious traces that have not been found before. .

"Specifically, we found that in a few log records, small-scale energy enrichment and unnatural transfer occurred within the wasteland. In other logs, we found that certain sentinel towers existed in seconds. The unit’s communication is reset and intermittent. You know, when we first learned that there were cultists in the wasteland, we checked these parameters, but at that time we only thought it was those cultists who were trying to steal The channel in the sentinel system, but now it seems... these clues may indicate that they have collected free magic power in the wasteland over a long time ago, and have some kind of technology to transform chaotic magic energy.

"Unfortunately, all of this information is indirect. We still lack the means to directly monitor the inside of the wasteland. The main function of the Sentinel Tower is to maintain the barrier operation, while being unable to move itself. If it was in the past, we have to worry about it. With only those aberrations without the mind, the monitoring efficiency of the Sentinel Tower is more than enough, but now we have to deal with those cunning cultists, those towers are not enough."

Gao Wen nodded lightly, while scanning the surrounding cockpit: "In the past two years, we have also built a number of observation points and forward bases at the southern foot of the Dark Mountains to enhance monitoring of the Gangdor wasteland, but The effect of this kind of monitoring is very limited. Recently we are trying to find a breakthrough from the air, which may allow us to more clearly control the changes inside the magnificent wall."

"In the air?" Bersetia frowned slightly, and then realized that the basis of this incident was the anti-gravity aircraft she was riding in. "You mean... using this kind of magical device called the Dragoon. Penetrate into the magnificent wall and directly investigate the Gondor wasteland?"

"The Dragoon is only one model of the anti-gravity aircraft, and it has many, many models. For example, the one we are riding in, its official model name should be'Yundi'-this is a dedicated aircraft for transportation. Personnel carrier," Gao Wen first explained, and then nodded slightly, "We are indeed trying to create a more efficient and safer aircraft to perform direct reconnaissance missions on wasteland. After all, anyway. The prerequisite for the success of any military operation must have reliable investigative methods. If we want to counterattack the wasteland, at least we must first see where we are going."

"It might not be easy," Bersetia frowned, obviously not optimistic about the matter. "The air unit is indeed the best detection method, but the fragility of the aircraft is its Achilles heel, and in the wasteland Inside, the air environment has always been treacherous—the magical turbulence there is constantly flowing, and large-scale energy releases occur at any time near the clouds. The magical radiation from the deep blue well is reflected many times between the clouds and the earth, just like dense blade rain The same threatens everything that lifts into the air. To withstand that environment, conventional magic shields are very inefficient, while heavy armor is reliable...but it can’t be hung on aircraft that need to fly flexibly."

"It's true that the sky environment in the wasteland is completely different from the outside. There, strong enough protection is the prerequisite for survival," Gao Wen said, suddenly asked, "When it comes to this, I am a little curious. Protective power... can it fly safely over the Gondor Wasteland?"

Belcetia froze for a moment, and said with some uncertainty: "I really haven't thought about this problem...Theoretically, I think it is possible. The Temple of Stars has a very high output and multi-layered magic protection. The shield itself has strong ancient alloy armor and an internal force field stabilizing device. If it is just flying over the wasteland of Gondor, it should be no problem. But this is just a theory-the Temple of Stars belongs to the Silver Empire There is only one treasure of the town, it cannot be rebuilt or repaired. I don’t think anyone will use it to perform reconnaissance missions in the wasteland..."

  Speaking of this, she couldn't help but glance at Gao Wen, suddenly a little wary: "Even if Uncle Gao Wen speaks, it will definitely not work."

"Oh, of course I didn't mean that, I just made a metaphor," Gawain quickly waved his hand, and then showed a thoughtful expression. "But that is to say, something like a giant sky fortress is against the wasteland. That special environment is useful..."

Belsetia didn’t seem to hear Gawain’s words, her attention seemed to have returned to the aircraft itself based on magical technology. The aircraft was steadily approaching the giant Thorin tree, and the huge canopy in the distance was already holographic. The projection occupies a considerable area of ​​view-this flight journey has brought the Silver Queen a very novel experience, which is the same as the "flying" she felt on the dominance seat of the Temple of Stars and the riding of a giant eagle Experience is a completely different thing.

On the seat of dominance, she felt that she was connected to countless ancient machines. The senses were stripped, coded, transferred, and transmitted back. She seemed to have become a part of the ancient aerial fortress. She could only Watching the cold data swiftly across her mind, the machines groaned words that humans could not understand, and she had little energy to feel the feeling of overlooking the earth.

Riding a giant eagle is another experience: the giant eagle communicates with the owner, and it is not as energy-consuming as the Temple of the Stars. However, the broad eagle back is definitely not a comfortable seat, no matter how sophisticated saddles are used. Utilizing a giant eagle is also a laborious task. At the same time, the passengers have to devote part of their minds to control the breeze shield to help them resist the high-altitude air currents and temperature changes. The flying experience becomes worse.

  The ride experience brought by this aircraft called "Cloud Bottom" is the most satisfying time she has ever touched the sky for the first time.

  Is this thing for sale? It must be sold... If it is verified that it has enough practical value in the southern part of the mainland, maybe we can consider introducing a batch... It is better than the limited practicality of the giant eagle or the unreproducible "primitive wizard technology".

  Thinking, she noticed the nervousness of the maid Elaine next to her, and couldn’t help but ask: "Elaine, are you unwell?"

"No, I'm just a little...not used to it," Elaine smiled awkwardly. Although she tried to hide it, it seemed that her nervousness still attracted the Queen's attention. "This is the first time I call it after all. Cecil’s anti-gravity aircraft."

   "You didn't have this reaction when you were working in the Temple of the Stars," Bersetia couldn't help but said, "Isn't that also an anti-gravity aircraft?"

"That's different," Elaine said immediately, "The Temple of Stars is a flying city. As long as you don't stand on the edge of its deck, the feeling of working and living in the inner area is the same as standing on the ground, but here... It's buzzing everywhere."

As soon as her voice fell, she only heard a crash from below the aircraft, and at the same time there was a big vibration. The high-level elf maid suddenly changed her face and jumped up-but then she was safe. Take it back to the seat: "Ah! We crashed?!"

  The corners of Gawain’s mouth trembled. He really did not expect that Elaine, who was running wild with Belcetia seven hundred years ago and making trouble, turned out to have a slight fear of heights: "...we landed."

  So how did such a height-fearing guy fly with the entire elven mission from the Silver Empire to the Northern Continent on a giant eagle? After knocking yourself out, strapped to the back of the great eagle and then flew by other great eagle riders?

With an embarrassment on her face, Elaine turned her head and glanced at the Empress Silver. Bersetia sighed helplessly. She looked at the holographic projection at the front of the cockpit, but found that the magical device had been shut down somehow. The light-shielding barrier covering the cockpit was gradually dissipating, the brilliant sky light shone in from the outside of the canopy, and the slight clicking sound of the mechanical lock opened from the edge of the canopy.

  Gawain unfastened his seat belt and got up from the seat: "Let’s go, let’s say hello to Bertila."

Belsetia left the aircraft, but before stepping on the ground, the first thing she subconsciously looked up was - but all she saw was the brilliant blue sky and sparse clouds, which she expected to obscure the sky. The crown of the tree did not appear in the eyes.

"What are you looking for?"

  Gawain’s voice came from the side, and Bersetia subconsciously replied: "Where is the giant tree of Thorin?"

   Gawain on the side laughed: "Head down, you are on the tree canopy."

Bersetia was startled, her attention turned to her feet. She saw a large-scale take-off and landing platform with light wood grain extending in the field of vision, and outside the platform was a wider green earth-the corner of her eye just now Yu Guang saw the green, but didn't realize that these extremely flat greens were actually made up of precisely growing and layered leaves, and further away, she saw those trees that were set in the Thorin. The antenna device on the top, the high energy tower, the research facility and many things that you can’t even guess the name.

  There are also a group of anti-aircraft Treant soldiers patrolling the edge of the green earth with heavy magic cannons.

  The Silver Queen was taken aback, and then took a breath: "...It is shocking. This is a miracle no less than the Temple of the Stars."

   "Thank you for the compliment," a voice came from not far away, with a trace of the husky texture of the friction of the wooden structure, "It took me a long time to let this look like this."

Bersetia immediately followed the sound, and in the next second, she saw the figure standing next to the aircraft-she has a feminine upper body, but a lower body with a weird plant-like structure, and a large number of flowers blooming like a vine. It stretched behind her like a cloak, from her body to the huge layers of leaves in the distance. The vines squirmed gently in the sun, making a rustling sound.

  Belcetia stopped, she stared at the vaguely familiar face and the weird, non-human body.

  After all, all this did not overlap with the Bertila in her memory.