The Duchy of Cecil was not the only country on the Loren Continent that was concerned about the Great Wall.
Across the boundless Gondor Wasteland, across the dark and twisted jungles and decayed lands, in the southern part of the continent, where the warm land was covered by mountains and endless forests, the influence of the Great Wall was particularly disturbing.
Because there was no natural barrier between the Kingdom of Kaolin and the Gondor Wasteland like the Gloom Mountains.
This kingdom in the southern part of the continent was built by the southern exiles of the former Kingdom of Gondor. With the help of the elves, the exiles built a new country in the mountains, and in the seven hundred years after that, it was deeply influenced by the elven culture. After a long period of adaptation, trade, and marriage, the relationship between this country and the Silver Empire became very close. And because of the actual influence of the Great Wall, the northern border of the Kingdom of Kaolin near the Gondor Wasteland was actually jointly controlled by the elves and the humans. The two races worked together to build the endless' Forest Defense Line 'here to resist the threat of the wasteland.
Here, hundreds of years of mutual dependence and the real threat from the wasteland completely tied the two countries together.
Ranger General Lomar stood in front of the oval-shaped window in the First Guardian Tower of the Seaside Forest Defense Line, overlooking the frontline of the Northern Barrier. The boundless green sea of forests extended in his vision, while the towering trees that possessed magical powers swayed their branches and leaves amidst the formless magical winds, as if a layer of emerald waves was floating over the forest. At the far end of the horizon, the energy barrier of the Great Wall was flickering with an unsettling brightness, while the low rumble of wind and thunder swept across the forest and into the ranger general's ears.
He turned around and looked at the main control panel in the hall. "What's the situation in front?"
The hall was oval, and the main control panel was in the middle of the oval room. A row of silver-white light alloy cylinders were neatly arranged on both sides of the main control panel, projecting a variety of holographic images. A few elven controllers were busy in the middle of the alloy cylinders.
Hearing the ranger general's words, one of the controllers immediately activated the cylinder in front of him. As the runes lit up, a group of projections in front of the cylinder was enlarged, showing the situation in the northernmost part of the Forest Defense Line. In the projection, a dozen towering ancient trees were uprooting from the ground and striding forward with their countless roots. Bright runes floated on the branches of the ancient trees, forming layers of energy barriers in the area covered by the canopy. A group of elves in short robes rode on moonlight deer and followed the ancient trees closely, rushing towards the energy barrier in the distance, which was on the verge of overload in the distance.
"The second batch of the Sorcerers have set off. The Guardian Trees are escorting them."
"How is the first batch of the sorcerers? Are they out? "
The controller quickly reported. "They are still trapped in the tunnel area. Three of them are contaminated by the Demonic Wave and urgently need treatment. The Guardian Trees have brought medicine and healing pods, but I'm afraid it's too late."
The ranger general's brows were tightly knitted together. He looked at the forest outside the window. The forest was built by both humans and elves to seal and purify the demonic corruption that was spreading out from the Gondor wasteland. After seven hundred years of growth, the first seed of magic had now become a barrier that could cover the entire northern border. But in the face of the direct impact of the Demonic Wave, could these brave and loyal ancient trees really withstand it?
In any case, the sentry tower that had gone offline must be reactivated.
"Gather the rangers again and wait for orders at the sentry tower. When the second batch of troops cross the forest front line, clear out the Mutants around the sentry tower diagonally from the east and west sides. This will buy at least 30 minutes for the magisters to repair the tower," the ranger general ordered his deputy. "We can't lose this tower!"
"Yes, sir."
As soon as the subordinate's voice trailed off, a correspondent's voice came from another direction. "General, the Stellaris Temple has sent a message. It's Her Majesty the Queen."
The Queen? Her Majesty has arrived at the Stellaris Temple? Is the situation so serious?
The ranger general immediately went to the communication platform and replied, "Connect."
The runes around the communication platform lit up, and a holographic projection from the Stellaris Temple appeared above the cylindrical communication device unique to the elves. The Queen of the Elves, Belsetia, appeared before the ranger general. The majestic and beautiful ruler sat solemnly on the pale golden 'throne of command.' Countless shimmering cables and pipes extended from the back of the throne, connecting to a large number of ancient equipment around the queen. The queen herself looked at Lomar and said solemnly, "Our communication with the entire northern region has been cut off."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The ranger general bowed his head. "The communication system of the Wall of Grandeur was severely damaged in the first overload. We are trying to repair it. But now the priority is to reactivate the first sentry tower."
"How's the progress?"
"The first batch of sorcerers was attacked by the Aberrations and had to hide in the shelter tunnel. They are still trapped. The second batch of sorcerers has just set off. I have sent a team of rangers to buy time for them to repair, "the ranger general said without hiding anything." The situation is not optimistic, but I can guarantee that the mission will be completed. "
"Very well." Queen Belsetia nodded slightly. "After the sentry tower is repaired, select a group of the most elite rangers and forest messengers. I want to send them to the north."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The ranger general took the order and asked casually, "Are you going to warn the kingdoms in the north?"
"The Wall of Grandeur is deteriorating faster than expected. This is a situation that threatens the entire world. The other kingdoms must be warned." The Queen of the Elves nodded. "We also need to appease our people in the north of the continent. Now that the communication is cut off, they need news from their homeland. Also, it is necessary to go to Ansu to confirm the situation there. "
The ranger general was a little startled. "The rumored Gwen? About the resurrection of Cecil? "
"It's not just a rumor. A high-ranking ranger who was traveling outside also sent a message directly to the Starry Temple. The high-ranking ranger once joined the northern expedition and worked with Gwen? Cecil for many years. He said that he had confirmed the authenticity of this matter. "
"A high-ranking ranger who once joined the northern expedition and worked with Gwen for many years?" Lomar heard this and thought for a moment. "Is it Solderlin?"
"It's him."
"I see. His words should be credible."
The ranger general nodded. He and Solderlin had known each other for many years. Although they had not been in contact for the past seven centuries, the elves were a race whose character was difficult to change. Even if they had not been in contact for a long time, he believed that Solderlin was still an honest and reliable person. Except for the hair problem, his respectable old friend never lied.
The communication was cut off.
On the Throne of Command, Bersetia let out a long sigh and gently tapped the armrest of the golden chair with her fingers. The lights of the cables that spread out from behind her flickered, indicating that the queen was not calm at the moment.
She raised her head and looked around the brightly lit oval hall. She looked at the curved metal skeletons that connected the ceiling to the floor, the runic lights that flashed between the skeletons, and the elven mages that were shuttling back and forth in the hall. She asked, "How is the anti-gravity unit?"
The magisters in charge of monitoring the anti-gravity unit immediately responded, "The output is stable. The unit response rate is 70%, Your Majesty."
70% …
A thousand years ago, it was 80%. Five thousand years ago, it was 90%.
The Stellaris Temple was a precious heritage of the elves, but the technology to create it had long been lost. Today's Silver Elves were not even sure whether the floating fortress was designed by the elves themselves, or brought out from some ancient ruins. The long history of the Silver Empire and the chaotic era of the elves had destroyed too many inherited memories. Everyone said that the elves were the most advanced civilization on this continent, but Bersetia herself knew that the elves were just lying on a piece of advanced ancient ruins. These ancient ruins were gradually dying, and the elves' Silver Empire … was also gradually dying.
When would the Stellaris Temple fall?
None of the elves of the past seemed to have thought about this. In their minds, this ancient and eternal floating fortress seemed to never fall. But sitting on the throne, listening to the sound of the ancient machinery running with difficulty, and listening to the mechanical spirit groaning in her nervous system, Bersetia felt that … she might have to think about this problem in her lifetime.
Seven hundred years ago, the Silver Empire was still able to build the Great Wall. However, two hundred years ago, the last Vacuum Extraction Station had been shut down for unknown reasons. Today, the elves even had trouble repairing a single Sentinel Tower.
As the ruler of the Silver Empire, Bersetia did not want other countries to know about the terrible decline of the Silver Empire. But as a member of the intelligent race of the Lollun Continent, she had to warn the human countries of a fact:
The Great Wall would not last for many years, and the Silver Empire, who had built it, would not be able to repair it.
A personal maid came forward and bent down beside Bersetia's throne. "Your Majesty, you need to rest."
"Don't worry, the load is very low now."
Bersetia waved her hand and then gently knocked on the armrest on the other side of the throne. A slightly distorted synthetic voice sounded in the control hall. "Command entered … Switching to automatic homing mode …"
The entire Stellaris Temple trembled slightly. The huge floating fortress left the sky of the Kingdom of Alpine and began to slowly fly to the vast forests of the Silver Empire. Bersetia adjusted her posture in the seat, leaned back, and slightly tilted her head to look at her maid. "Do you remember Uncle Gwen?"
Her personal maid, who had grown up with her, nodded. "At that time, you liked to be by his side."
Bersetia laughed. "I followed him around and made trouble. In the name of the queen, I forced him to visit the tavern or something."
She and Gwen? Cecil did not spend much time with her. The northern pioneers had established a new kingdom in the north of the continent, and the pioneers were busy dealing with the wasteland and did not have much time to go to the south. As the ruler of the southern Silver Empire, Bersetia did not have the chance to leave her country. The only time they had contact was during several joint operations between humans and elves, including the groundbreaking and completion ceremony of the Great Wall, and the signing of several major agreements. But at that time, Bersetia was just a little girl who had just sat on the throne and did not care about anything. The power of the empire was temporarily supervised by several regents, and she had plenty of time to take advantage of the exchange activities to visit several human countries.
Her two favorite places at that time were the inn in the Kingdom of Ansu and the Kingdom of Typhon. At that time, Typhon was still one of the many kingdoms in the eastern part of the continent.
"Do you think the resurrection of Duke Gwen is credible?" The maid could not help but ask. "Although now there seems to be evidence to prove that this is true …"
"I believe it is true," Bersetia said softly. "How can a person who has been blessed by the four elements die so easily?"
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