As the raging flames raged in the forest, the filthy deformed flesh and blood turned to dust in the flames, and the pollution that spread along with the deformed creatures was finally stopped in this ancient land.
In the past few days, the firepower from the ground and the air had been very efficient in eliminating the deformed creatures that wandered blindly after losing their command. When these monsters were eliminated, the wasteland process in the western part of Red Jade City began to fade. On the third day after the Dawn of the Dawn entered the battlefield, the flames in the Red Jade Forest gradually extinguished. The clean-up and recovery of the battlefield had begun.
In the eastern part of the Red Jade Forest, above the Wolf Ridge Mountain, a huge 'Gorgon' sky fortress hovered in the cold wind. This was an 'outpost research ship' belonging to the Imperial Department of Magic Technology. On its wide chassis built of alloy stood a compound building with a spire and an astronomical platform, which looked very different from conventional military facilities. At this moment, the main modules of the building were in full power operation. The extension structure of the main building's two wings opened the energy grid, and light particles emitting a pale blue light drifted with the wind in the sky at dawn. The mysterious light flowed between the building and the wing along the magic conductive structure and lit up the many sensors on the top of the building.
Against the backdrop of the dusky sky at dawn, the research ship flying in the air added a bit of amazing beauty because of the mysterious streams of light. It floated above the devastated Wolf Spine Mountain like a man-made god with its wings spread out. The streams of light sprinkled from its wings to the ground and then to the sky. These beautiful lights were obviously not just for decoration.
This' research ship 'was collecting vital data and monitoring the changes in the magic environment of the entire land after the deformed creatures left. The dreamy light was the result of the interaction between its main detector and the chaotic magic in the environment, and these data would play a vital role in the Alliance's counterattack on the wasteland in the near future.
In the control center of the outpost research ship, the technicians were analyzing the data from all over the place, and the highest technical officer of the sky fortress, Marlin Leslie, was standing in front of the main console, paying attention to the working status of the "ship" that he personally designed and supervised the construction of.
The voice of an assistant researcher came from the side, interrupting Marin Leslie's thoughts. "Head of the think tank, this is the monitoring data that has just been compiled. Please take a look."
Marin woke up from his contemplation and looked up to take the data book from the assistant. The data was directly printed out with the help of the Cortex Prime. Compared with the manually copied form, it was more intuitive, easy to understand, and clear and beautiful. As his eyes moved quickly on the data, Marin's slightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.
"It seems that the wasteland pollution brought by the deformed creatures is subsiding in the entire area. The regression curve is roughly consistent with our previous calculations. At this rate, in less than a week, the surface area west of Wolf Ridge Mountain will allow low-protection personnel to enter the area."
"Yes, the pollution is subsiding very quickly. It seems that as long as the deformed creatures don't gather, the wasteland pollution won't last long in the natural environment," the assistant researcher said cheerfully. "They haven't been on this land for too long, and they haven't had time to poison the soil and deep groundwater. The high temperature and flames have effectively offset the negative effects of the deformed creatures."
"… If only the pollution in the Gondor wasteland could be subsided so easily." Marin's eyes were still fixed on the form in his hand, but he could not help but sigh. "Inside the wasteland, it's not easy for our frontline soldiers to drink clean water …"
He shook his head and put down the form in his hand. At the same time, he turned his attention back to the console in front of him. The Cortex Prime of the Sky Fortress was now monitoring the situation on the surface. The images captured by the external monitors were being displayed in the holographic projection above the console. In the image, Marin could clearly see the devastation of Wolf Ridge Mountain after the war, and the most striking were the abrupt depressions and fractures on the mountain.
It was a large-scale "erosion" mark, as if a part of the mountain had been directly cut off and erased by an invisible force. The terrible energy explosion had destroyed the original rock formation, leaving only the crystallized condensate flowing down from the edge of the depressions. Around the "erosion" marks, ground explorers in heavy protective equipment were moving like ants, collecting first-hand data that could not be detected from the air using remote sensing.
These explorers were also part of the shipboard forces of the "outpost research ship." In addition to them, there were low-flying single-person reconnaissance aircraft and the "Mage Eye" directly controlled by the mothership in the nearby forest. All of these together formed a huge three-dimensional detection system. They were Marin Leslie's pride and one of the important things he relied on in this operation.
By the way, another important thing he relied on was the ten main cannons and 26 secondary cannons on the "research ship." Under the leadership of Her Highness Rebecca, the imperial researchers had always been full of integrity and love all kinds of big guns. In the establishment of the auxiliary forces, their combat effectiveness was second only to the medical personnel.
"… Even if I see it with my own eyes, the marks are still amazing." Marin Leslie looked at the shocking erosion marks on Dragonspine Mountain and could not help but sigh softly. "The destructive power of the supercritical accelerator is beyond any conventional weapon in the past. In my opinion, it is even better than the Inferno Bomb. To be honest, when I first followed Her Highness Rebecca, I was just amazed by her wisdom and inspiration. But at that time, I never thought that her wisdom could be transformed into such a … terrible power."
"It is said that some shallow believers in the army have begun to believe in God after seeing the power of the supercritical accelerator," the assistant researcher also said with some emotion. "This is also an 'unexpected effect' of the supercritical accelerator."
"… When the limit of imagination in myths is not as good as the wonders created by human wisdom, myths will gradually lose their luster," Marin Leslie shook his head and whispered. "But this only works for shallow believers. Devout believers always have a hundred reasons to attribute everything to the power of God. They don't care whether the God behind them is happy or not. Forget it, let's not talk about this. How long has the ground exploration team been down there? "
"It has been twelve hours, and it has not reached the limit of action," the assistant researcher immediately reported. "Now the pollution on the surface is subsiding. The action planning team is discussing whether to extend the operation time of each round of ground exploration …"
Marin Leslie pondered for a moment and shook his head slightly. "I don't recommend it. We have already established a foothold here. There is no need to increase the risk of the operatives just to compete for efficiency. Let's rotate according to the plan. When the first wave of the ground team returns, we will go to the next monitoring point."
"Yes, Chief Thinker."
Marin nodded and then looked up at a metal platform that protruded from the ground not far away. The metal platform was roughly triangular in shape, with a transparent crystal container fixed in the center. A huge brain was suspended in the center of the container, leisurely poking the bubbles floating in the biomass solution with its tentacles. It looked like the load was very low.
"Cortex Prime, maintain vigilance in the surrounding area and precharge the self-defense artillery. We will move to the eastern contaminated area in an hour."
A synthetic voice that sounded more like a young woman's immediately rang in the control center. "Yes, Marin. Enhance the danger perception. The fortress's firepower is in good condition and can be activated at any time. The engine is full of power …"
Hearing the voice from the Cortex Prime, the young assistant researcher could not help but sneak a glance at the head thinker beside him. To be honest, it was a bit weird to ask the Cortex Prime to set the microphone to a more feminine tone. What was even weirder was that the head thinker seemed to have spent a lot of effort to adjust the language mode of the Cortex Prime. It was said that the head thinker would secretly chat with 'this ship' when he was alone. This seemed to be a unique situation in the entire aerial fortress battle group. Most of the people on this' ship 'suspected that this had something to do with the' personal aesthetics' of the head thinker, but no one dared to say it out loud …
But the young assistant researcher could not help but occasionally have a slightly offensive thought in his mind: Humans can't, at least they shouldn't …
"Why are you looking at me?" Perhaps it was because he had been peeking for too long, the assistant researcher's gaze was finally noticed. Marin Leslie, who had been balding for the past two years, could not help but turn to look at his assistant. "Ask away if you have a question."
The young assistant researcher was suddenly nervous. He quickly chased the thoughts that might double his workload out of his mind. After thinking hard for a while, he finally found a topic that did not seem that out of place to divert the head thinker's attention. "Well … Head thinker, I just suddenly feel that … isn't it a bit weird that we have dozens of magic cannons and prismatic light generators in this research facility …"
Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a steady and powerful hand pressing down on his shoulder. As soon as he looked up, he saw Marlin Leslie's deep gaze and heard the wise words of the head of the think tank enter his ears.
"Young man, don't limit your vision to the desk. As researchers, sometimes we need to 'go out'. Look at us now. We have walked out of the institute and come to the frontline of the wasteland. Look at the dangerous forests and dark wastelands around us. Although it seems that the monsters here have been wiped out, who knows if there are still dangers lurking in the dark? What if an uncontrollable mutant suddenly comes out from below? How dangerous would that be … "
As Marlin Leslie spoke, his eyes fell on the young assistant researcher's slightly confused face. This was a young man who was obviously still very young. He had thick hair and had not built up enough love for Big Bang. Such a young man obviously needed guidance, and this was the responsibility that a mature researcher of the Empire like him had to bear.
"So, it is very reasonable for Imperial Scholars like us to carry 32 Longsong Cannons with us when we go on a field trip …"
The assistant researcher was speechless.
…
The leader of the ground operation team looked up at the sky and saw the majestic 'Sky Research Institute' floating quietly between the clouds. The morning light from the horizon sprinkled on the edge of the base of the sky fortress. The golden red light and the flow of magic in the air reflected each other, and it looked particularly magnificent.
Although the Gorgon flight platform did not look very impressive when moving together with the Dawn of the Earthly Dawn, when moving alone, each of them was a magnificent flying wonder.
A moment later, he looked away from the sky and focused on the work in front of him again.
The thick personal protective suit isolated him from the cold north wind on Dragonspine Mountain. The protective system projected a double-layer shield to filter and resist the potential pollution in the air. However, even with such a thick and reliable protective equipment, the surrounding pollution and traces of war still made the head of the ground operation team depressed.
The soil and rock surface were covered with a disgusting purple-black "substance". The power of decay had left a large number of crisscrossing gullies on the surface of the mountain. Animals were extinct. Bones could be seen in the crevices of the rocks. Only a large number of twisted and mutated remains of plants were left. Dirty and suspicious biological tissue fragments were smeared between some of the remains like mud. The destroyed Orc defense line was scattered among the scorched earth. The broken flags and weapons seemed to have been weathered and decayed for thousands of years.
This was what happened after those abominable monsters occupied a piece of land. Although they stayed here for a short time, they had caused such a terrible pollution. If the Dawn of the Earthly Dawn had not arrived on the western front in time, such a terrible and miserable scene would have undoubtedly swept across the entire Augoray, and even the entire Western Continent.
An operation team member's voice came from the side. "Leader, the sun has come out. The fluctuation of magic readings in the environment is increasing. We should only be able to measure the last set of data."
The head of the operation team looked up at the distant horizon and saw the magnificent crown of the giant sun shining on the mountains. This meant that part of the operation team's measurement work was about to be completed.
"I have just received a message from the air command center. We will return to the research ship in an hour." The head of the operation team nodded. A slightly dull voice came from under the heavy helmet. "After collecting the data, check the surroundings to see if there are any clues that we have missed."
The team member nodded and looked not far ahead. In front of him was a huge area of "erosion". The entire mountain had been "dug" out of thin air by a huge amount of energy, leaving behind a nearly circular black depression. At the bottom of the depression, there was still residual heat rising, and at the edge of the depression were cooling and crystallizing black condensed matter. It looked spectacular and terrifying.
"This is the impact point of the seventh impact," the head of the operation team said in a deep voice. "According to the battle report, the army of Mutants suddenly went out of control after the supercritical accelerator hit here. Commander Gina and the military staff officers have speculated that this should be the command node of those monsters."
"Unfortunately, there is nothing left," the team member said regretfully. "If only there were a few disabled dark priests left, we would have a few more research samples."
"There will always be some, anyway —"
Before the head of the operation team could finish his sentence, he was suddenly interrupted by a shout from not far away.
"Leader! We seem to have found something useful! Come and see what it is! "
(End of Chapter)
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