Sword of Daybreaker

On the northern front line where the living forest and the dark root network are the fiercest, the entire battlefield has evolved into a form that is completely beyond common sense, even beyond any historical record, with the fierce competition between the two warring parties—a huge alienated life form. Attacking and fighting in the depths of the earth, above it is heavy rock and soil, and above it is the white-hot battlefield between the mechanized legion of the Mortal Empire and the biochemical army of the Dark Order, and between the two battlefields, there are floods. The large number of biomass factories and pipeline systems established by the Cecil Empire, the treacherous priests and creeping vine communities of the Dark Order, these war machines far beyond the past are fighting to death like giant beasts, and the pressure of war not only makes mortals. The rapid growth of the empire's army has also greatly promoted the perfection and evolution of the dark creatures cultivated by the Society of All Dead.

The strong vines tore through the thick rock layer, the seemingly soft mimic roots support the rock and soil, and the liquid flowing in the plant's vascular emits a faint brilliance, illuminating the channel leading to the depths of the earth, Perrelet Mu’s roots squirmed quickly between the slippery rocks and vines, and this large-scale root network continuously transmitted the information collected from the surrounding environment directly to the depths of his consciousness, so that he could Get a clear understanding of the "battle" ahead.

The encirclement network is gradually taking shape, and the "immune barrier" of the root network has gained a clear upper hand. Now his "minions" have successfully intercepted a part of the hostile root system spreading from the living forest in an underground cave and cut off the surrounding area of ​​the target. In the deepest part of the shrinking encirclement network, the large-scale thought pulse is already obviously like a dark night light.

In this war between “plants” and “plants”, it is rare that the root network has such an upper hand. One of the main reasons is that the terrible living forest has more than the root network. High operating efficiency and adaptable intelligence. For a long time, Bertram and his subordinates have been trying to crack the secrets. After considerable effort and sacrifice, they finally have The progress.

They learned that the reason why Bertila, far away in the Plains of the Holy Spirit, can easily command the huge living forest at the southern foot of the Dark Mountain, even as the forest grows larger and larger, it still maintains its extremely high operating efficiency. The key lies in a kind of "auxiliary thinking organ". This kind of thinking organ expands and proliferates along with the forest. It is equivalent to Bertila's "auxiliary soul". They can be combined into a whole to deal with macro problems, and they can also Use their own powerful intelligence in local areas to operate autonomously and fight autonomously.

After learning about these things, one of Bertram's biggest goals is to capture such an "auxiliary thinking organ" in order to find a way to completely defeat Bertila.

This is of course not easy—the significance of auxiliary thinking organs to living forests is obvious. Berthila cannot allow such important body tissues to be exposed to danger. Normally, these thinking organs will have large-scale root systems and organisms around them. The battle group protection, sometimes even hidden in the steel fortresses of the Cecils, Bertram tried several times, but failed.

However, there are no absolutes in the world. Those "thinking organs" are not always in a foolproof state. Because living forests need to continue to spread to the depths of the wasteland and their scale is also expanding every day, Berthila must continue to create new thinking organs. And deploy them to the front line, and these organs and their "guards" cannot complete growth and deployment in an instant—just like all biological units, they also need a little time to mature.

Under normal circumstances, Bertila calculates these maturity times very well and will not give anyone any chance, but she is just a mortal after all. As long as the battlefield is wide enough and the neural nodes that need to be processed at the same time are complex enough, when the dark root network fights back The pressure brought is great enough that she will always show her mistakes. For so many days, Bertram has been waiting for this opportunity.

He believes that as long as he can successfully capture an "organ" and relying on his knowledge in druid spells, he can crack the defects of these organs, even if he can't crack them, as long as he submits a thinking organ to the master master , Can also be regarded as a great achievement.

The sound of dripping water suddenly came from a distance, and at some point there was a trickle of converging water in the originally damp underground passage. Bertram quickly awakened from the fantasies about the future, while he maintained a connection with the nearby root network. The connection side said to his followers in the depths of the spirit: "Be vigilant, there is a natural underground space in front of you-the mad woman arrived earlier than us."

Not long after the words fell, the team he led passed through the cave tunnel forced by the root network, and an underground river immersed in darkness appeared in the perception of the dark priests.

The sound of gurgling water echoed in the ancient natural caves, and the icy water seeped from the cracks in the nearby stones and converged into a trickle between the ravines, flowing to the depths of the wide underground space. The river water was full of abnormalities. The light blue glow looks exceptionally beautiful, but it is so beautiful to the extent that it is weird, and occasionally strange creatures with purposeless flashes in the river water, they look like fish or some kind of amphibians, but in the next moment , These creatures disappeared into the water out of thin air like they had never appeared before, and there were no ripples left behind.

Until the river flowed far away, these weird creatures suddenly appeared again, but their form changed more or less, as if they fell into another time and space while swimming, and happened in that time and space. The unknown "reorganization" in general.

Bertram was not surprised by the weird phenomenon in the dark river. He just glanced into the water, then muttered and turned away: "The power of wasteland is everywhere."

He led the team to continue to the depths of the darkness, and not far forward, some of the remains of the biological tissues that had just died began to appear in front of him and the dark priests.

They are withered and dead vines and roots. There are also some weird creatures with ferocious combat organs. The surrounding air is filled with a smell of fishy and sweet and greasy mixture, which makes the dark priests feel a hint of danger. Without waiting for Bertram's reminder, everyone opened the magical barrier that filters the air.

"We have entered the'battlefield'," Bertram said in a low voice, "Just ten minutes ago, our underground defense forces fought fiercely with the invading forces of the living forest here. Look at these wrecks. …There are many immature individuals."

The creeping sound of the roots and the low murmur echoed around. The dark priests and the servants of the deformed body searched for biological reactions that were not part of their own units. Bertram himself concentrated on the cave in this vast underground cave. The group perceives the ubiquitous and increasingly complex thought impulse signals.

But at this moment, a sense of tremor suddenly permeated from the depths of his perception. With a real chill, Bertram felt a tingling pain in his "head", and a distant, deep, and full of coldness. The malicious voice penetrated directly into his thoughts: "Bertlem...Long time no see, I'm surprised, you really dare to appear in front of me again..."

"Bertila..." Bertram resisted the fear that remained deep in his soul due to his previous mental trauma, and with the concentration of willpower, this fear did gradually diminish, "I know you are bluffing! I have grasped your weakness here! Acknowledge the reality, we are here to switch offense and defense-at this moment, I am the hunter and you are the prey!"

"It's just a fluke that surrounded part of my organization... I thought I had captured the lifeblood of victory..." The remote and cold voice stirred in Bertram's thinking, still maintaining the share that made him extremely disgusted and resentful. Contempt and arrogance, "Let's wait and see, and see who is going to become the other's nourishment deep in this dark underground..."

The tingling sensation in the spiritual world suddenly disappeared, and the emptiness and trance that followed briefly enveloped Bertram. He felt Berthila's will withdraw and leave, but this did not make him relax at all.

Instead, he was on the verge of an enemy.

"Attention, the enemy's counterattack is coming!"

The dark patriarch suddenly reminded his followers loudly, and almost immediately after his voice fell, a series of low roars and dense clicks suddenly broke the silence of this underground space, and from all directions Rushing!

Out of the corner of his eye, Bertram saw countless huge vines burrowing out of nearby stone cracks, and a large number of combat creatures that had been judged to be wreckage suddenly came back to life. There, a large swarm of black fighting fissure organisms swarmed like a swarm of insects, and the dark chitin carapace and fighting claws flickered like cold light in the blue gloom of the dark river!

These are all the "guards" that lurked around the cave before. They used pheromone or neural interference to bypass the perception of the root network and lurked until just now!

Behind the dark priests, the distortions who followed from the surface all the way to here issued a series of frantic growls and whispers, and without hesitation, they greeted the enemies that appeared in their perception. Chaos and terrible battles were here underground. There was a sudden explosion in the space, but at the center of this fierce battle, Bertlem, as the commander, couldn't help but laugh lowly.

There are indeed traps here, and Bertila did set an ambush, but these traps and ambushes just proved his previous judgment—

But so.

Moreover, the activation of these ambushers also produced a huge number of extremely obvious "command signals", which helped him finally confirm the specific location of that "command source"!

"Release all the minion units, they can all be used as consumables!" He suddenly shouted, and at the same time activated all the surrounding root networks, "I have found the real location of that organ-compatriots, come with me! "

A series of thunderous noises erupted violently from the depths of the heavy soil and rocks. The dark root system network that had been operating step by step suddenly became frenzied and began to attack the nearby living forest roots frantically regardless of loss. Those who followed the dark priests came. The deformed body servant here also entered a state of violent at the same time, rushing to the "biological weapon cluster" that was drilled in the underground cave and belonged to the giant tree of Thorin in a particularly fierce manner, roaring, cracking, explosions and liquid splashing. The voice of's instantly filled the entire underground space, and in such a terrifying fierce battle, Bertram and his followers directly abandoned the "soldiers" assigned to them by Lord Borken, quickly and quietly Drilled into the depths of another nearby cave.

As Bertram said-"Servants" can be consumed, as long as the weakness of Berthila can be grasped, everything he consumes here will be exchanged for great work!

They walked through the depths of darkness, leaving the sound of fighting behind them. They bypassed or quickly broke through wave after wave of defenses, constantly approaching the deepest space of this natural cavern, and they walked like this for an unknown amount of time, Perrelet Mu suddenly felt a ray of light appear in front of his eyes.

The space in front of him suddenly opened up.

No one would have imagined that there would exist such a place in the dark and deep underground world: a lush green plant covering the entire cave, luminous vines hanging from the top of the cave illuminate everything around it, and a large number of dark brown aerial roots supporting the cave The surface and dome of the city, the top of which is wrapped with flower vines and dotted with green leaves, forming a spectacle like an underground forest.

Here... is one of the "command nodes" set up by Bertila on the front line?

Bertram stared at everything in front of him dumbfounded.

He can't remember how many years he hasn't seen such a scene.

However, in the next second, these Xu "movements" turned into greater hatred and anger, and guided him to notice the central point of all thought pulse signals in the cave:

A large-scale flower vine clusters and grows in the deepest part of this "garden", and on that flower vine, a brain-shaped... No, it is a brain, and a brain is lying unsuspectingly. In the middle of the flower vine.

It is alive, and its surface continuously emits some flowing shimmer, and it is slightly undulating like a heart.

It looks weird, and... totally defenseless.

It wasn't until here that Bertram really laughed—even though his ugly face was hard to show a real smile, he knew that he was in a very happy mood now.

A thinking organ—Bertila’s aesthetic and creativity is indeed like this—it just lies quietly in front of itself.

No matter how powerful this thing is, how powerful it protects it, it is only a thought organ after all... After breaking through the nearby defense system, its body is so fragile and unbearable.

"Do you feel scared too...you sticky meatballs..."

Bertram said in a low voice, in his perception, the aberrations he had left behind and the biometric signals of the root network forcibly entering a manic state were quickly dissipating-but this did not affect his happy mood in the slightest.

"Cut off the connection between it and the surrounding biological tissues and ‘remove’ it completely."

Bertram said casually.

A dark priest who trusted him the most immediately appeared more and more, walking towards the seemingly fragile and defenseless brain.

One step, two steps, three steps... bang!

Bertram watched that the subordinate with extraordinary strength was hit hard by something in an instant, and a heavy blow broke out, smashing the subordinate's lignified body into countless scattered fragments.

In the next second, he saw the brain floating out of its "base", and dozens of thick tentacles with solid muscles stretched under the brain. The ends of those tentacles wielded heavy mechanical warhammers and sparkled with electric light. The great stick, the burner ready to go, and the magic main gun that should have been installed on the heavy tank!

Bertram: "?"