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Chapter 604

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For a long time, Gwen felt that it was difficult to see the ruler of the Typhon Empire clearly. But at least at this moment, as he looked into Rosetta Augustus' eyes, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.

After a brief moment of confusion, he realized that the sense of familiarity came from Gwen Cecil's memory, but he could not tell where it came from, and who it corresponded to.

The monsters that had rushed over from the plains were almost completely wiped out. Thick black and red smoke rose from their broken remains. Only a few shaky mutants with broken limbs were still struggling to move forward. They were completely torn apart by the crossbow bolts, fireballs, and lightning bolts from the city walls.

Rosetta looked on quietly, and suddenly broke the silence. "I have been thinking, thinking about how they came into being, how they are maintained, and how they move …"

"The birth of the mutants is a mystery, but many evidence points that they may be the mutant Gondor sacrifices," Gwen said. "As for their maintenance and movement … I can only say that it has something to do with the chaotic magical environment in the wasteland."

Rosetta's expression did not change, and his voice was low. "What you said is consistent with what is recorded in the ancient books. I have looked up all the information about the mutants, and they all said so. But … isn't it ironic?"

Gwen did not understand why Rosetta said so, but he thought that Rosetta would explain himself soon.

Sure enough, Rosetta continued after a brief silence. "The first generation of pioneers summed up these experiences and conjectures seven hundred years ago. Now, seven hundred years have passed, and this is all we know. In terms of understanding the mutants, I know no more than you."

Gwen understood what Rosetta meant, and for a moment he did not know what to say.

"This is outside the Great Wall," Rosetta said again. He raised his hand and pointed to the plains between the Great Wall and the Pinnacle Base. "In theory, the monsters trapped in the Gondor wasteland cannot escape. But in fact, there are always wandering monsters on the plains. Sometimes they are just ordinary festered monsters, and sometimes they are mutants. I have sent Knight to find out where the monsters came from, but the Knight saw the monsters condensing in the air … They appeared out of thin air. What an unreasonable phenomenon. "

Gwen nodded. "The high-density chaotic magical environment will produce monsters. This is a major feature of the wasteland, but the specific mechanism is still unknown."

"Yes, unknown. There are many other unknowns, such as why these monsters that appear out of thin air have not spread all over the world. Since they are endless, what is limiting their number? Why do they just wander around the wasteland most of the time? What is restricting their range of activity? What's the difference between the mutants outside the Great Wall and the ones inside the wasteland? "

The ruler of Typhon threw out a lot of questions, but apparently he did not expect to get an answer. After he finished, he just closed his mouth as if he was immersed in his own questions and thinking.

Gwen glanced at the plains in the southwest direction, and saw the last monster had begun to turn into a black-red smoke. He suddenly had a thought and asked, "Have you encountered any particularly large mutants recently?"

Rosetta Augustus woke up from his thoughts and asked with a puzzled tone, "Particularly large?"

"Yes, about two to three times the height of a normal mutant. They are extraordinarily burly, and the surface of their body has a magic structure that can release powerful magic attacks. They also seem to have the ability to strengthen the mutants around them. Most importantly, those extraordinarily large individuals seem to have a certain ability to think. "

"Ability to think?" Rosetta's tone finally had a hint of surprise, but he quickly shook his head. "No, we have never seen such an individual, but if they really exist and appear … it is definitely a huge threat. Are you sure they exist? Have you encountered them? "

"They have attacked Cecil before. I suspect that they ran out when the Great Wall was breached."

He originally thought that when he came to the edge of the wasteland, he would have a chance to see those monsters again, but in fact, he did not see them even once.

The attacks of the ordinary mutants in this area were frequent, but the "giantism" did not appear again.

Rosetta Augustus had also not seen the giantism. On this point, Gwen thought that there was no need for him to lie to him.

This made Gwen have a vague guess. Could it be that the extraordinarily giant mutants were unique to the interior of the wasteland?

Whether it was Cecil's Camp or Typhon's Camp, they had only encountered wandering monsters outside the Great Wall during this period of time. All the mutants were naturally formed "outside the wall" due to the influence of the chaos magic energy that spread out from the wasteland. The mutants that attacked Cecil's territory were very likely to have wandered out of the wasteland when the Great Wall was breached. They were products of the depths of the wasteland!

He thought of the last question in Rosetta's series of questions: What was the difference between the mutants outside the Great Wall and the ones inside the wasteland?

Could it be that this was the difference? The monsters inside the wasteland could "evolve", but the ones outside could not?

Gwen frowned and subconsciously looked at the magnificent energy barrier in the distance that connected the heavens and the earth. A second question came to his mind.

Even if the giant mutants were unique to the interior of the wasteland, why had the sentries stationed at the edge of the barrier not seen them even after such a long time?

The aberrations in the wasteland wandered aimlessly, and it was inevitable that they would wander to the vicinity of the barrier. Almost every day, the sentries at Pinnacle Base would witness large groups of aberrations wandering to the foot of the barrier, and then they would be instantly vaporized by the barrier's energy. But after such a long time, there were no sightings of giantism …

Was it because the giant mutants were rare outside the barrier? Or was it because … something was controlling the giant mutants, preventing them from wandering to the edge of the barrier, preventing them from being seen by the sentries outside the barrier?

Following this train of thought, Gwen could not help but think about the giant mutants that attacked Cecil's territory. Was it an accident, or … intentional?

When he thought about this, a name naturally appeared in his mind. It was the only name that could be linked to the Great Wall and the Gondor wasteland, and it was full of conspiracy.

The Scapegoat Society.



In the end, Gwen did not get any answers in the Typhon's camp.

He embarked on the journey back to Cecil's Pinnacle Base.

The barren and decaying wilderness kept receding outside the window, and the endless wind on the wasteland swirled around the convoy. The side of the 'Steel Ambassador' multi-purpose chariot in front of the convoy flashed, and the scorching rays shot out and pierced a mutant monster that tried to approach. Gwen sat quietly in the arcanotech car in the middle of the convoy, deep in thought for a long time.

Amber retracted her gaze from the barren wasteland and looked at Gwen curiously. "What are you thinking about?"

Gwen exhaled slightly, and put aside his many complicated thoughts for the time being. He then looked at the half-elf with her bright eyes, and under her gossipy gaze, he said casually, "What kind of person do you think Rosetta is?"

Amber said without thinking. "An old fox like you. I mean the kind of person who is astute and calculative."

Gwen looked at the 'Shame of the Elves' who changed her words at the last minute and shook his head slightly. "I can't be sure how deep the connection between Rosetta Augustus and the Doomsday Society is. Judging from the details so far, both of them may only be working together for mutual benefit. Of course, it could also be that Rosetta Augustus's acting is too flawless. "

"When you mentioned Bertilla Augustus, he acted as if he didn't know that she was a high-ranking cleric of the Doomsday Society." Amber blinked. "If he really doesn't know, then his cooperation with the Doomsday Society may be shallow, and Bertilla Augustus has really left the Typhon Royal Family. If he pretended not to know, then it's a joke … That means the Typhon Royal Family and the Doomsday Society are definitely in cahoots."

Gwen did not comment, but from his intuition, he was beginning to think that the relationship between the Typhon Royal Family and the Doomsday Society was only for mutual benefit, or at least Rosetta Augustus himself. But he also knew that this kind of thing could not be judged based on 'intuition'.

Silence reigned in the car for a moment, only the humming of the engine and the occasional gunshot of the escort chariots destroying the monsters that suddenly appeared in the wasteland broke the silence.

After a period of silence, Gwen sighed softly and broke the silence. "I don't know why, but I feel that Rosetta Augustus is a bit like me …"

There was no response to his question. Gawain could not help but look curiously at the half-elf beside him, only to see the disgrace of the elves staring at him in shock. After a long while, the half-elf finally managed to squeeze out a sentence. "Oh my god, what did you do back then?!"

Gwen: "….."

At this moment, he suddenly had an almost uncontrollable thought: I'll tie this disgrace of the elves to a pole, stick it on the roof of the car, and hang her all the way to the camp!!

It was not easy to get away from the iron-headed Rebecca, but Amber's head was also iron-headed!!

… …

Typhon Spire Base, Rosetta Augustus' palace. An arcanotech vehicle made of steel with strong lines was quietly parked in the square.

Dozens of fully armed Typhon soldiers were guarding this place.

Rosetta and Andesha Wendell stood beside the 'arcanotech vehicle', curiously observing the complex machinery in front of them.

This was a gift from Cecil, and it was left here as a souvenir of the 'trade agreement'.

"It's an incredible miracle of engineering and magic ….. isn't it?"

Rosetta sighed softly.

Andesha frowned slightly. "But I still have doubts about this thing."

"You can have doubts about the behavior of the Ansu people, but you have to be in awe of advanced technology," Rosetta glanced at the young Wolf General and reminded him faintly. "Technological progress will bring about great development, social output will increase, the people will be rich, the army will be strong, and the country will be prosperous. Every advance of Tiphon over the years is based on these foundations."

Andesha lowered her head. "Yes ….. Your Majesty."

Rosetta nodded slightly, and his gaze returned to the arcanotech vehicle. He sighed softly. "I just didn't expect ….. I didn't expect that the Ansu, who had been lagging behind, would suddenly walk ahead of us. Cecil found a path that no one had thought of before. If we had discovered it a little later, we would have been left behind by a dukedom. "

"You seem to value the Cecil Dukedom a lot?"

Rosetta did not answer Andesha's question. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly asked, "What kind of person do you think Gwen Cecil is?"

Andesha spoke her thoughts frankly. "… … He seems to be generous and righteous, but there's a hidden side to him that is hard to see through. I've heard a lot of stories about the first generation of pioneers, including his, but those stories only described him as a symbolic hero. They never mentioned that he would confront people at the negotiating table. "

Rosetta inadvertently glanced at the 'Wolf General'.

Considering the Wolf General's hostility towards the Ansu, this was obviously a very high evaluation.

He showed a slightly stiff smile and spoke in a low voice. "That pioneer ….. will sooner or later become an enemy of Typhon.

"Because he's the same kind of person as me."

(Recommended book, "My Editor Is Super Fierce", a fan work. Kill it as a sacrifice to the heavens. =))

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