Eastern Region, White Sand Hills.
An engineering team had arrived at the mining area with a train a few days ago. The once destroyed mining facilities were now being rebuilt. The White Sand Hills was immersed in a busy and orderly atmosphere. Cranes, engineering vehicles, construction frames, and isolation nets were everywhere. Among all the construction areas, there was one place that was the most special.
The massive Godsfall Crater located near the White Water River.
At the place where the Man-made God had fallen, the huge crater was being closely monitored by the Cecil Army. Numerous temporary sentry towers and fortifications were placed at the edge of the crater to monitor all movements inside and outside. At the bottom of the crater, near the 'remains', a small research station had been built.
The terrible Manmade God was now only an incomplete skeleton. The twisted and mutated bone fragments stood on the ground in an intimidating manner, and a small part was buried in the gravel and soil at the bottom of the crater. There was also a large amount of flesh and blood scattered nearby. The blasphemous biological tissues seemed to still have a trace of vitality, and still maintained some vitality and continued to emit a strong magic reaction.
These incredible remains were undoubtedly precious research samples.
Accompanied by several apprentices, soldiers, and officers, Pitman slowly walked among the huge bone fragments. The old Druil had his hands behind his back, his back slightly hunched, and his eyes swept across the disturbing wreckage nearby. Some metal frames supported the shaky skeleton, and in a few areas separated by the metal frames, some signs were inserted on the ground with words such as' sampled ',' not sampled ',' cleaned ', and so on.
Pitman stopped and quietly looked at the bone structure in front of him. Some of the remaining flesh and blood slowly wriggled between the bones, making a disgusting sound and twitching from time to time. It was as if this part of the biological tissues were still experiencing the phantom pain of the battle.
"These things are still twitching," an accompanying officer could not help but whisper. "What a terrible creation."
"The tail of the blue-tailed swamp lizard is still twitching and even bouncing a week after being cut off. Nature has created these incredible life wonders. It is not rare in itself," Pitman said casually. "This thing in front of us is scary only because it is extraordinarily large."
Then he turned to his apprentices. "Collect a sample from this position. This should be near its nerve center. Perhaps the remaining sample here can tell us whether it has a 'nerve center' or not."
A few of the apprentices gathered their courage and approached the still twitching and squirming flesh. They activated their respective cutting tools, such as melt-cutting swords, cutting beams, and high-power saws. These powerful and reliable tools were the best companions of researchers. Accompanied by bursts of ear-piercing noises, sparks flew from the sampling position.
The seemingly soft flesh and fragile bones were actually terrifyingly strong... Without some 'professional tools', it was impossible to cut them open.
A rustling sound came from nearby. Tyre, in the form of a sea snake, came up to Pitman and the rest. The siren lady looked up at the scene where Druil's apprentices were collecting samples. She opened her mouth slightly and drooled all over the ground.
Then she commented. "Let me tell you, this position tastes the best. It is the chewy part of this pile of artificial flesh, and it is not stuffed."
The officer beside Pitman suddenly had a strange look on his face. He said helplessly, "Miss Tyre, didn't we say not to eat in the unsampled area? Although the superiors have given permission for you to eat here, at least don't interfere with our research work. "
Tyre immediately waved her hand. "It's fine, it's fine. I just tasted a little bit. It won't affect your work, right, Pitman?"
"As long as you don't eat in front of us. That will harm the mental health of my apprentices." Pitman glanced at the deep-sea salted fish, then turned back and continued to stare at the huge bones and twitching biological tissues. "… It's hard to imagine how they made this."
"We have found the place where the giant deer first appeared, and found a large scale rift valley and cave in the western part of Sorin Castle. They lead deep underground, and there seems to be an ancient underground complex. This monster should have come to the surface from there." The officer said. "But the underground situation is too complicated and dangerous. We can't continue exploring for now."
Pitman pondered for a moment and nodded slightly. "… The lair of the Everything Will Die is indeed underground, but it is more ancient and complicated than the Defiant Citadel. You are right not to explore it."
As a former member of the Everything Will Die, he actually knew about the existence of this underground facility. But that was all.
The mysterious underground complex was a product of ancient times, perhaps as old as the Defiant Fortress, but no one knew its true origin and function. The cultists of the Apocalypse had built a complex 'vine network' inside the complex to connect various areas and control the passageway to the surface. Apart from that, they had also set up countless traps and secret doors in the underground palace to defend against possible invasions. And all of these were constantly changing, just like the magical key to enter the underground palace.
The underground facility may have been severely damaged after the giant deer went out of control, but there must be a large number of traps and mechanisms left.
Pitman had left the Everything Will Die for too long, and the information he had was outdated, so he did not dare to bring anyone to explore the place.
"Report the relevant information. This is not up to us to decide."
The officer lowered his head. "Yes, Master Pitman."
…
Jenny raised her head slightly. The wide brim of her sunhat blocked the strong noon sun. A gentle breeze blew over, causing her white hair to flutter around her ears.
Under the bright sunlight, the ancient city walls and towers of Saint Sunil shone brightly in her sight. The flags fluttered on the city walls, and the mighty soldiers stood on their posts. The simple but Ansu streets stretched out under the sunlight. Old houses were on both sides of the streets, and the streets were filled with hurried pedestrians.
This city did not seem to have changed much compared to when she left, but it also seemed to have changed a lot. A familiar yet unfamiliar feeling surged in her heart, and this Chief Runemaster of Cecil could not help but have a complicated look in her eyes.
An officer came to Jenny's side and saluted. "Master Jenny, do you want to report directly to the Silver Fortress?"
In Cecil, all the senior technical researchers and craftsmen had the title of 'Master', and Jenny was one of the first to receive this title.
"I want to go to a place first." Jenny looked at this officer with the Knight insignia and smiled gently. "Please bring the others to the fortress first."
"Yes, Master. I will arrange for your guards."
Jenny was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously waved her hand. "Guards? No need, I'm familiar with the situation here. I can go by myself … "
The officer had a troubled expression. "Master, this is an order from the higher-ups. This city has yet to be removed from its special status. Your movements here will require the protection of the military …"
Jenny looked at this Mr. Knight who had accompanied her all the way from the Southern Border to the Captical. Her gentle personality that did not like to cause trouble for others made her not insist on her opinion. She nodded. "Then … I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Knight."
A few minutes later, two black magic cars with the Cecil insignia left Saint Sunil South City and drove along Iron Cross Street, which had hundreds of years of history, toward the mage area in the inner city.
Outside the window, the old and mottled houses kept moving backward. The wheels rolled over the uneven stone pavement, and the slight bumps seemed to stir up Jenny's restless thoughts. She leaned against the window, and her gaze slowly swept across the familiar streets and buildings as the car moved forward, sweeping across the crowd that she still had some impressions of.
The number of pedestrians on the streets was less than in her memory. They were still wearing simple linen clothes with patches on them. They were in a hurry, and their faces were numb. From time to time, there would be people stopping at the corners of the streets and stretching their necks in the direction of the magic cars with their mouths open. However, they would quickly lower their heads in awe, as if they did not dare to look at these 'magic monsters' that were pieced together by steel.
The streets in the civilian area were very narrow. Even if there were not many pedestrians, there would still be congestion. The drivers would occasionally sound the car horn, and many pedestrians would shrink their necks and bend their backs. They bowed to the steel machines that were making weird noises, and some even forgot to make way. The soldiers had to stick their heads out of the windows and remind the pedestrians to avoid them.
To prevent hurting the pedestrians, the cars drove very slowly. Some children curiously approached the magic cars and pointed at the machines on the side of the road. However, they were quickly slapped by the adults and dragged home by the ears.
"Although we have been in the city for half a month, everyone is still not used to these new things," a female Mana Combatant sitting beside Jenny said with some awkwardness. She was one of the soldiers who went north with the 1st Army and took over Saint Sunil. Now, she was assigned to be Jenny's guard. On one hand, she was protecting Jenny, and on the other hand, she was acting as a guide for the other soldiers. "The situation is much better now … On the first day, there were even civilians kneeling to the magic cars and kissing them."
Jenny sighed softly. "This needs to change … We've all been through this period."
"Yes, we've all been through it. When the first magic pump was installed in the village, my father even forbade us from getting close to the fields because he was worried that it would eat people. However, after just a year, he wanted to pool money together with the neighbors to buy a threshing machine because the machines in the farm machinery management station were never enough. The queues were always very long, and the amount of grain this year would probably be too much for the manpower to handle." The soldier smiled and looked at Jenny with respect. "This is all thanks to a master like you."
Jenny did not know how to answer for a moment. She was introverted and always immersed in the research lab, so she was not good at receiving such direct praise and respect. She could only lower her head and say softly, "Thank you … but there are many people better than me."
As they spoke, they had already passed through the civilian area in the outer city and entered the more prosperous area in the inner city.
The narrow streets suddenly became wider, and the surrounding houses also became much cleaner and taller. Citizens wearing proper clothes and walking with their heads held high began to appear on the roadside. At the end of this street, some tall spires and shining runes floating above the street came into Jenny's sight.
She took a light breath.
They had arrived at the mage area of Saint Sunil.
The two carriages passed through the streets of the wealthy district and directly entered the mage district. The guards of this district had already been taken over by the Cecil army, so the magic carriages with the military's insignia didn't encounter any obstructions in the mage district.
Under Jenny's guidance, the car finally stopped in front of a mage tower about four to five stories tall with a lavender spire and a grayish-white outer wall.
This was a typical traditional magic tower. The entire building was built on a sturdy stone base. The surface of the gray-white outer wall had faint magic patterns. The heavy and luxurious oak door was sealed by a magic barrier. Above the spire, there were floating crystal and metal structures that slowly rotated around the spire. Those crystals and structures had many functions such as surveillance, warning, combat, and so on. Jenny knew them very well.
A small group of soldiers got out of the car and followed Jenny to the front of the mage tower. The surface of the oak door sealed by runes flashed a few times, then the runes disappeared, and the door slowly opened.
There was no need to knock — the artificial intelligence (tower spirit) controlling the mage tower would automatically identify the visitor and alert the guards.
After waiting quietly for a while, Jenny saw an apprentice in a dark gray robe walk out of the dark door.
His name was Mark, and he was one of her mentor's apprentices.
Not a servant apprentice, but a real apprentice.
Jenny's impression of him was not good, but it was not bad either. This was a young man with average talent, but at least he was worth more than a slave. Jenny's impression of him was only that much.
Mark came out with his head lowered, and only when he came in front of Jenny did he raise his head slightly. He quickly saw the appearance of the person in front of him, and a surprised expression appeared on his face. He then noticed the group of fully armed soldiers behind Jenny and the two magic cars parked not far away.
This young man's expression was a little shocked, then he shrunk his neck and said with a complicated and awkward tone, "Jenny, you … is it really you?"
"It's me. Go tell the mentor that I'm back. "
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