MTL - Sword of Daybreaker-Chapter 1484 Yongquan

A goblin is a very persistent creature, although it is indistinguishable from the outside.

In fact, this small race, which is quite mysterious in the eyes of all ethnic groups in Loren, only lives in the peak of the ancestors has many unexpected characteristics for outsiders. They are all soldiers, they are brave and good at fighting, and they are good at making heavy machines. When their heads are hot, they will dig a big hole in the sacred mountain, and they have amazing tempers. When they find that the sacred mountain is too hard, they even do not hesitate to dry the giant golem of the strategic weapon level until it is scrapped. Drill a hole in the mountain.

And after discovering that the hole was useless, I immediately decided to use it to pickle spicy cabbage.

But they are all good fairies, industrious, sincere, and sensible, there is no doubt about that.

"Originally we planned to use this cave for other purposes. After all, it is such a good natural deep cellar, and it was hard to dig out. It would be a waste to leave it like this, but we learned soon after that.' It’s a matter of stimulating the focus, so I temporarily changed the plan," Stella flew next to Milmina’s head, babbling and pointing at the various facilities in the cave, "Although we can’t dig down anymore, but The magic power here runs through the mountain, and by monitoring the flow of magic power, we can roughly understand what is happening deeper. There is an extremely active energy field directly below this cave, and its range occupies almost one-third of the entire ancestral peak. It's like a hot'nucleus', maintained in an amazing and balanced state...

"These fissures around are originally existing, they are the natural penetration zone of the magical focus. We have not carried out any...reconstruction. You are definitely more professional than us in this respect, and it is up to you to decide how to use these things.

"These pillars on the edge of the cave are not just support structures—in fact, because the cave is so strong, it doesn’t need extra support. These pillars and the steel beams on the ceiling form a whole, and their role is to transmit magic and improve It is connected to the magic net hub tower above, we can monitor the status of the cave in this way, and then you can also use them to communicate with the outside world..."

"Oh, this is a good idea, then I don't need to build additional magic channels," Milmina nodded, with a smile in the corner of her eyes, "After all, when I start'work', this place will be completely Closed, I need some stable channels for external communication. But...I understand everything else. What is the most central chair?"

While talking, the gaze of the master of all laws couldn't help but fall in the center of the cave-there was a striking and huge seat placed there, it looked like gold, and its surface had a complicated pipe and cable structure. , The seat is fixed on a large base full of runes, and a large number of pipes extend above it, which is connected to the ceiling of the cave. It is really eye-catching and eye-catching, and the painting style is not as good as the surrounding magical devices. It's one and a half.

She wanted to ask when she got out of the elevator, and it was only now that she finally couldn't help but say it.

"Oh, this is for you," Stella nodded immediately, "Although you didn't say what'furniture' you need, we still prepared it for you. By the way, this is Gawain Seti. What your Majesty confided on the initiative, even the seat was designed by him himself..."

"...How does the style of this thing look weird..." Milmina couldn't help but jump out of her eyes. She wanted to say that she didn't need these things at all, but when I heard that this was prepared by Gao Wen, "good intentions" ", he swallowed his refusal, but his expression was a little weird, "Why is it so luxurious? It doesn't seem like..."

Stella waved her hand again and again when she heard it: "No, no, it's not luxurious at all! The outer layer is plated copper-His Majesty Gawain said it is mainly for good-looking."

Milmina: "...what are the pipes on the chair and the cables that extend around the base?"

Stella: "Oh, that's decoration. His Majesty Gawain didn't say what it was for. I guess he was referring to the "Seat of Domination" in the temple of stars in the Silver Elf..."

Milmina thought for a while, but she didn't figure out how to continue the conversation, so she shook her head and came to the exaggerated and eye-catching golden throne. After hesitating for a while, she sat down slowly: "...Well, it's the size. It's suitable, and the comfort and visibility are also very good..."

Before she finished her words, the technical director who had been standing next to her without saying a word suddenly said, "But why do I always think that you are a bit unlucky to sit here... This picture seems like you won't be able to get up in the next second. It seems..."

Milmina waved her hand: "What is unlucky? Don't believe this kind of idealism. As a researcher, you have to talk about magic and logic. I think it's quite comfortable to sit here."

technical director:"…"

"Okay, I understand the general environment, and enough gossip, I don't think we have much time to waste," Milmina waved, she sat in the gorgeous seat specially prepared for herself. Slowly looking at the magical glare on the edge of the cave like flowing water, the tone became solemn, "Unrelated personnel leave here."

"Are you going to start now?" Stella opened her eyes slightly, "We actually prepared some welcomes for you..."

"The gods of the Noyes have trekked among the stars for one hundred and twenty-six years, but in the last step they turned into a bright light in the universe. We have been squandered on this planet for thousands of years. The countdown is only a year and a half," Milmina quietly stared at the fairy queen in front of her, "Go ahead, evacuate irrelevant personnel, close the shaft, close the platform, and let us put all the celebrations in this cave. The day it opens again."

In response to this lady’s calm but unquestionable gaze, Stella stepped back a little in the air, and then she lowered her head: "...I understand, then the evacuation and blockade process will begin now, and you will take over in ten minutes. system."

"I look forward to celebrating with you in a year and a half," Milmina smiled and nodded slightly, "I hope we can feast together under the blue sky at that time."

After a while, the evacuation process began as planned.

The technicians working in the cave boarded the elevator and returned to the ground together with the fairy queen and the technical director. The teams working and on standby around the platform also received notifications at the same time and began to leave in batches in an orderly manner.

Stella and the technical director stayed for the end. They stood beside the last car preparing to evacuate the platform area, watching the shaft illuminated by the lights quietly. Two minutes later, the sound of mechanical operation came from the depths of the platform. It heard that the ground structure of the shaft began to sink slowly, and heavy "clicks" continued to sound from the shaft, sounding from far to near.

It was a series of alloy gates closing one by one.

The original dark blue veins are very dangerous for ordinary people, and the next operation of Mirmina will directly drag those original dark blue veins to the shallow layer of the holy mountain and transport them in the way indicated in the blueprint. Dozens of specific "sources" "projected" onto the surface of the Ancestral Peak. Before she stabilizes everything, the entire sacred mountain will belong to an extremely dangerous area, so everyone on the sacred mountain-including those working on the top of the mountain The hub maintenance team and the fairies and orcs living in the mountains—all must evacuate the holy mountain.

The evacuation of ordinary residents was completed yesterday, and ordinary workers in the mountains were evacuated today.

In addition, even if Mirmina successfully stabilized the deep blue pulse and the ancestor’s peak was restored to safety, the cave where the "throne" was placed would not be opened. For safety reasons, it would always be closed until this world. Be saved.

Or until the end.

"Let's go," a voice suddenly appeared in the minds of the technical director and Stella, "I have found the pulse flow, and I will try to guide it. It is dangerous for you to stay on the mountain."

The last car finally evacuated the platform and began to gallop towards the night below the mountain.

After an unknown period of time, Stella got out of the small bag next to the co-pilot seat. She flapped her wings and came to the back of the car. She was stuck on the rear window, looking out at the bathing area with some wonder. Mountain peaks in the stars.

A deep roar gradually came out from the depths of the mountain.

At first, the sound was faint, like an auditory hallucination, but after only ten seconds, the roar gradually turned from low to high, as if thunder was surging in the depths of the mountain, and it was as if this entire ancestral peak They all turned into a beast about to wake up, sending out an oppressive and wilderness roar on the vast Ogure wasteland!

The roar finally reached the foot of the mountain, to the settlements of temporary residents, to the countryside between the wilderness, and to the city of Helm.

Countless residents walked out of their homes. On this night, no one was asleep in the entire Helm city. Orcs, gray elves, spirit races, fairies, humans... They took to the streets on this cold winter day, wearing thick clothes. In winter clothes, or wrapped in a thick blanket, the old people support each other, the young people leaned on each other, a pair of solemn and tense eyes are watching their holy mountain. Only the ignorant and ignorant children cannot understand the meaning of this night. The sleepless night is regarded as a kind of festival, running around at the feet of adults, yelling.

The roar from the depths of the sacred mountain finally overwhelmed all the sounds in the city, and the people standing on the street finally felt a continuous tremor from under their feet.

Suddenly, a blue light attracted everyone's attention. On the surface of the mountain on the side of Ancestral Peak facing Helm, the blue light suddenly appeared like a spring. After the delay, a brilliant stream of light suddenly gushed out from this gap!

The light, like a spring, rushed straight into the sky in the night, and then drew a beautiful arc in the night covered by the stars, bending down as if pulled by some amazing force, and poured into another part of the mountain surface. In a rift-and this is just the beginning.

More cracks began to emerge from the surface of the mountain, as if the entire peak of the ancestors had become a nearly bursting container at this moment, and the continuous blue light penetrated from the body, and each crack was after a short delay. A stream of light almost as high as the peak of the ancestor will gush out, and this stream of light will be forcibly reversed by invisible forces, and will follow a predetermined trajectory to connect to other gaps on the mountain.

In this way, the deep blue pulse flows through the mountains and connect, and the large and small "arcs" are connected under the night like a scorching jet that diffuses around the sun, and gradually build a brand-new magical circulation network.

The roar continued for a moment, and the tremors of the ancestral peak continued. This scene was magnificent and thrilling. The residents of Helm had never seen such an amazing spectacle, even the well-known archmages and scholars. At this moment, his eyes widened in shock.

But for those who are concerned about the "Magic Net Observation Device" project, they don't have much leisure to appreciate the "view".

Stour stood in the tallest mage tower in the city of Helm, and the window in front of him was inlaid with a whole piece of secret magic crystal, and opposite the secret magic crystal was the peak of the ancestors that was undergoing astonishing changes.

Every magical spurt on the Ancestral Peak is just a spectacular but incomprehensible "landscape" for ordinary people. However, on the crystal in front of Stuer, a series of clear energy dissipation patterns and a large number of lines can be displayed. Readings related to it.

At this moment, the king of the spirit witch is paying full attention to the changes of the ancestor’s peak. He observes the pulses that rush into the sky through the secret magic crystal, calculating the readings of each of them, and in the mid-air beside him, There are complicated drawings after another.

That is a schematic diagram of the energy flow of the "vibration focus" and a large number of pre-filled forms used to assist calculations.

"No. 17, the pulse flow meets the preset value...No. 22, the pulse flow meets the preset value, No. 23..."

"...All pulse flows are in line with the preset values, and I observe here that they are being fine-tuned as required by the blueprint."

Stewar raised his head and said as if talking to himself.

"It looks like'Ms. Tower' is at ease," Wenna Baizhi's voice came from a Mowang terminal next to it. The voice was slightly noisy, and the holographic image projected over the terminal also had abnormal jitters. Obviously, the powerful energy field released by Ancestral Peak interferes with the normal operation of communication equipment. "Wycliffe has already received the signal from the'Grotto'. The lady is working on the established Ancestral Peak energy network. Send us a map of the parameters and node distribution."

Steward looked up at the corner of the room and saw that a printing device was starting to operate, and a series of papers were being spit out from the printing port.

"I received it here too," the King of Spirit Witches nodded slightly. "Notify the engineering commanders of the dwarves and Cecils. Construction can start tomorrow-the Ancestral Peak may take a few days to completely stabilize, but Before that, we can build the first node of the "sensing ring" on the plain."

At the same time, in the Violet Strait far to the north of the mainland, the main battleship Cold Star was bathed in stars, floating quietly on the calm sea four miles offshore.

Modil was lying in his single cabin. The gentle waves made the ship sway slightly. He felt that he was drowsy, but for some reason, he could not sink into a reassuring sleep.

Every time he closed his eyes, he couldn't help but think of the disappearing Prandall City and the disappearing Violet Kingdom.

After tossing and turning, he finally got up from the bed, put on a coat and came to the porthole.

From this position, he could see the lonely coast under the starlight, as well as the jagged rocks and cliffs on both sides of the coast.

The cold star light shone on the beach and on the sea, and there was light through the porthole and spilled into this unlit cabin.

"I can't believe it, a country is really gone..." the old mage murmured.

"I can't believe it, a country was born here." Another voice murmured beside him.

Modil looked in the direction of the sound.

A thick black book lying quietly on the seaman's table in front of the windowsill.