Thick clouds hung low as torrential rain poured down. The entire White Sands was shrouded in boundless darkness. Beneath the swirling clouds, the rain was like an ocean hanging upside down from the sky, so dense that it made one wonder if one would suffocate. And amidst the apocalyptic darkness and torrential downpour, countless bizarre limbs were growing as innumerable indescribable things cheered and gathered from the rain. Everyone who witnessed it — the soldiers, officers, and war technicians on the Iron Throne — would never forget the mental shock brought about by this scene for the rest of their lives.
The entire Iron Throne crew had gone through a SAN-CHECK. Now, the entire train was filled with a positive and optimistic atmosphere.
"Shut down the mental defense system." Commander Maryland felt his mind clearer than ever before, and determined that the mental defense system on the train was no longer of any use, so he ordered.
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation The indescribable structure was still active. It hung down from the cloud vortex as if a massive deep-sea creature was licking the land with its tentacles. But it was not the only thing that appeared from the cloud. When the lightning burst and the light was at its strongest, Maryland saw many small humanoid creatures shuttling between the tentacles. They seemed to be holding all kinds of tools and were busy in the chaotic feast. With the help of the extraordinary eyesight, Maryland could tell that some of them were similar to Miss Tyr.
However, some of the other individuals were not so easy to describe … Outside of their human bodies, they had all sorts of strange limbs. Some of them could not even be considered limbs. It was as if … they were randomly growing …
Those were Cecil's allies, the sirens from the deep.
Thankfully, this powerful race was Cecil's ally.
The adjutant came from the side. The young officer had a puzzled look on his face. "General, do we need to do anything now?"
"Nothing," Maryland said to the adjutant. "Just wait for the rain to stop."
"Yes, General."
Both of them looked up at the same time, and through the reinforced train window, they saw the feast in the distance.
In the center of the dark storm, in the center of the warp field that was about to completely evolve into a water elemental domain, the "forest" formed by the tentacles had completely isolated the man-made god from the outside world. The gigantic "Poseidon" beast that was formed by the three thousand and two hundred Tidal Banshees used its gigantic body to cover the entire area. Between the thousands of tentacles of the Poseidon, runes flickered as layers of illusory force fields interweaved into an airtight barrier. All of the giant deer's desperate resistance was futile in front of that powerful barrier.
And within the Sea Emperor's shroud, inside the barrier, the siren general Vanessa, who held the title of Lord of the Deep Sea, was directing the deep-sea warriors to finish the 'food'.
The stormy environment was a 'sea of mimicry' created by the energy bending field. The sirens could move freely in such an environment. At this moment, they were swimming in the rain as if they were swimming in the sea, cutting the giant deer's body with the long charged blades in their hands that were still instinctively struggling.
This was a very dangerous job. Although the giant deer was dead, the residual vitality and magic in its body were still maintaining the flesh and blood, and even allowed the flesh to survive independently for a period of time after being cut apart. In the face of such an opponent, even the powerful deep-sea warriors, even if they had the home field advantage and the advantage of ambush, the sirens could not avoid some casualties.
Near the shoulder of the giant deer, a reckless Deep Sea Warrior waved the saber in his hand and cut off a piece of flesh that was still wriggling. A dazzling electric arc burst out of the wound without any warning and hit the body of the unlucky siren head-on. The latter only had time to let out a scream before it exploded into splashes and dissipated in the air.
When the busy sirens saw this scene, a few of them shouted, "Ah — Fish Life Failure, Zero Points Out!"
This was a very popular taunt in the siren society, used to mock the sirens who died accidentally due to carelessness.
Vanessa, who happened to be swimming nearby, swung her serpentine tail and picked up the blade dropped by the warrior of death. She waved it at the soldiers who were a little carried away. "Order! Unless you have never died since you were young! "
The soldiers hurriedly dispersed and continued to carry out their mission, cutting up the giant deer's body or dealing with the 'troublesome products' bred from the giant deer's blood. Vanessa casually threw the recovered blade to a siren beside her. The siren had transformed into a siren with a large number of tentacles, and now each tentacle was wrapped in several blades.
"Take these weapons back, don't leave any behind. Come back to collect them when they are resurrected."
A siren with a lavender fishtail swam over from afar, holding a short staff with complicated patterns in her hand. Many cut meat samples floated in the bubbles beside her. "General, the preliminary examination of the cut meat has been completed."
"What's the result?"
"Delicious!" The siren with a purple tail nodded vigorously at first, but then she frowned. "But the taste is not very good, and the energy is a little mixed. This thing is like some kind of patchwork product, and the technology is very immature. Also, its regeneration is limited, and it should have exceeded the threshold. Its regeneration ability is rapidly declining, and it is not as good as the big squid in this aspect … "
"Well … it's not surprising. After all, this is a 'replica' made by humans," Vanessa said casually. "It's normal for the quality to be poor, but at least it's filling, right? Also, can this thing be used to power the reactor? "
"It should be no problem, but we need an additional extraction process, or it may put a certain pressure on the reactor," the siren with a purple tail said seriously. "If the Iridescent technology that Tyre transferred to us can be used smoothly, our energy conversion efficiency will increase by more than 30%, and this new batch of fuel will be very cost-effective."
"Very well, then collect them all. After we go back, some will be used to replenish everyone's consumption, and some will be used to power the reactor. The queen will decide how to distribute them."
"Yes, general." The siren with a purple tail nodded and then looked at the giant deer that was being cut up. "It's incredible … the land civilization of this era can actually create this thing. I always thought that their technological level was very low, but they created the Iridescent device, and this thing … I don't know if they can make the technology of this thing public. If they can, maybe it can solve the problem of the lack of production of the big squid. "
"I'm afraid not." Vanessa sighed. "I heard that the technology used to create this' god 'is very cruel and dark. Not only is the human's own morality unacceptable, but the queen also does not want it. We are only here to get rid of these' technological products', as for the technology itself … let it die."
The siren with purple tail blinked and muttered, "They can't even accept it, but they still created it. Humans are a strange race …"
"Their race is divided. That's one of their traits. It can't be helped," Vanessa said. "The humans we're working with are just one of their races. There are many similar races in human society … It's quite troublesome to figure out the differences between them."
The siren with purple tail thought for a while and sighed regretfully. "Sigh … it's rare to have such good cooking skills."
"Yes, it's rare to have such good cooking skills."
…
It was all over.
In the velvet study of the Silver Castle, the holographic projection device showed the latest information sent back by the Iron Throne.
The world was shrouded in darkness, the storm swept the white sand area, and huge deep-sea creatures descended in the rain. A sumptuous feast was the final end of the man-made god.
In Gwen's view, this was a video full of hope, but it was too shocking, and in the current social context, it was not suitable to be publicized to the public.
"We can now think about how we should advertise next." Gawain gently knocked on the table, attracting the attention of the two guardian dukes (grand governors). "The catastrophe created by the Perish Order has only just come to an end, but we still have a lot of things to do if we want it to land smoothly."
Duke Bodwin took a deep breath and could not help but ask, "Are those the 'sirens' you mentioned?"
"Yes, sirens. They are a deep-sea race in many legends, but unlike most of the legendary races, they are real, and have established a certain connection with us."
Bodwin seemed to have something to say, but he hesitated. Instead, it was Victoria who spoke directly. "Is there a risk?"
"Contact with any alien race is risky, but sometimes we have no choice, and from my personal judgment, these sirens are trustworthy. As early as two years ago, the southern border had established contact with the sirens, and we have some technical exchanges. Although the scale is not large, at least we have achieved a certain degree of equal dialogue."
Bodwin and Victoria exchanged a look, and seemed to be slightly relieved, but they were still a little tense.
Gwen of course knew why.
He spread out his hands and leaned back on the high-back chair. "I know what you are worried about. Frankly speaking, they are a very powerful race. Although their territory is in the deep sea, if they are willing, they can indeed stir up storms on land … storms in all kinds of senses. But we have to be aware of one fact.
"Whether we like it or not, such a powerful race exists in this world. The Sea Demons exist, the Dragon Clan exists, and perhaps some powerful races that only exist in legends exist. They may live very far away, but if they want to, they can come to the Luolun Continent. As for us … we can't even go beyond the coastline.
"These races do exist. The only thing we, who are sealed by the sea and our own level of civilization, should be thankful for is that at least they are not hostile to us.
"But this' no hostility 'is not what we have fought for, it is the charity of fate.
"We can only do two things. First, face this fact, because escaping and pretending to be deaf and dumb will not solve the problem. Second, develop ourselves. Don't stop at the current moment of peace, don't be blinded by short-term prosperity. The world is still very big beyond our eyes. If we want to survive in this big world for a long time, development is the only way."
Gawain spoke very bluntly. In the eyes of the two Great Senators, this bluntness might even be a blow to their confidence as humans.
It was difficult to admit that one was weak, and even more difficult for people like them.
However, there were some facts that had to be recognized. Most of the time, the motivation for development lay in the awareness of one's own shortcomings. This was precisely what the humans on this land lacked after being sealed in the inland land for 700 years and living in peace under heavy protection. In a way, this was also one of the reasons for the decline of the Ansu Kingdom in the past.
The sirens were a peace-loving race. These lively and friendly creatures from the deep sea were valuable allies of the Cecil Principality (now the Cecil Empire). However, as Gwen said, this "friendliness" was not earned by the humans. It was just that the humans were lucky.
That was why Gwen valued the "technical cooperation" between the Cecil Principality and the sirens so much. Even if they only cooperated on one or two key technologies, it meant that at least the humans were qualified to "talk" with these deep-sea creatures.
If Cecil Principality didn't even have the Iridescent technology, would the deep-sea creatures be interested in a small principality on a distant land, no matter how friendly they were?
Perhaps looking at the backward humans on land would delay them from digging for squid.
Development was the absolute principle. The Cecil Principality knew this, and they had tasted the benefits of development. However, more than half of the people in this country did not know this. The two Great Governors in front of Gwen were perhaps the wisest among the people. They had already felt the urgency of "social progress," but in order to make them more aware of the importance of development and broaden their horizons, Gwen had to show them something more intuitive.
Beside him, Bai Dewen revealed a thoughtful expression. Victoria also understood Gawain's intention for saying this.
At this moment, the two Dukes suddenly had a feeling — Gwen who had come back from the dead? Duke Cecil Principality was really like an elder in the family, trying his best to maintain the existence of this "family" almost all the time. He also had to think of ways to discipline and guide the rebellious children. He had to pay attention to guidance, warning, and preaching. He tirelessly reminded them, "Don't touch this, don't touch that, don't neglect your studies, be careful of danger, exercise, eat more vegetables, and live in harmony with your brothers and sisters …"
However, no one listened to him. The rebellious children tore down the house in a civil war, and even burned down the kitchen and the warehouse (the grain-producing area in the east of the Holy Spirit Plains), forcing the 700-year-old ancestor to get out of bed to put out the fire …
The two Dukes subconsciously looked at Gwen, and at the same time, they felt that this founding hero had not had it easy.
Gwen noticed the changes in the two Dukes' eyes and was pleased that his efforts to guide and reform the two old nobles had achieved good results. However, he soon felt that the two Dukes' eyes were a little strange …
…
At the same time, in the deepest part of the Rebellious Fortress in the Realm of Looming Shadow.
In the dark and chaotic space of nothingness, floating boulders and islands of various sizes formed a fragmented land. A large piece of ancient warship wreckage that was emitting a faint light surrounded the body of a giant deer that was emitting a white light. In this space that seemed to be eternally silent, the giant deer Amoun slightly opened its eyes. In its crystal-like eyes, flashes of images were constantly reflected.
A train covered with steel armor and shields was speeding on the tracks, and the furious Man-Made God was chasing after the armored train.
The mortals' cannons were firing at full power, bombarding the Abominations and Calamities that were charging at the frontline.
It was raining heavily, and the space cracks opened in the thick clouds. Indescribable alien limbs hung down from the sky, tearing apart the giant deer's body, and feasting on it in a feast.
Deep underground in a rift valley, within an ancient palace that had collapsed and cracked apart, a plant that was brimming with life grew between the rock walls. Countless vines extended from it, and the plant was so huge that it covered half of the rift valley. There was also a ghastly tear and burn mark that extended from the bottom to the top.
Images flashed past, and eventually, they gradually faded into nothingness.
After a long period of silence, the pair of crystal-like eyes dimmed. The giant deer Amoun closed its eyes again, and the white light around it also dimmed slightly.
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