At the end of April, the Harlet Wasteland was definitely not a good place to visit.
The thunderstorm season had just begun, and the magic fog had not been completely dispersed by the thunderstorm. On the contrary, the magic fog that had thinned out had only turned from black to gray. What should be invisible was still invisible.
Compared to before, the poor visibility and natural disasters had not decreased. Instead, there were sudden thunderstorms, which were natural disasters that could not be prevented.
The only thing to be thankful for was that the intensity of the thunderstorm was not strong enough to kill a professional on the spot. However, if they were injured or paralyzed in the wilderness, they would still die.
Even so, the wasteland in front of him was still very lively.
And it was not only the civil war of the Seymour people.
"So many dragons? No, dragons aren't that weak. They should be a subspecies. "
Blue flying dragons glided in the sky. They did not fly high, and the riders on them threw down magnetic canisters, which exploded with deadly sparks.
There were also a large number of wingless dragons on the ground. These huge lizard beasts usually had four limbs on the ground, but if they could stand upright, they would be at least three to four meters tall.
Not only were the claws and teeth of these beasts ferocious, but the lightning that they spat out from time to time was even more deadly.
However, due to the poor visibility, in Rorschach's opinion, their attacks were too random. Basically, they could only attack whoever they targeted. They could not achieve the greatest advantage of flying units, which was to directly attack the opponent's weakness.
On the ground, the Seymour warriors, who were crudely equipped, were riding the blue flying dragons. Their skin color, which was similar to that of a creek, and the tattoo of an eagle spreading its wings and feathers falling down, indicated their identity.
The brave warriors and lizard beasts formed a battle formation, just like tanks and infantry formations. They advanced slowly and steadily, gradually encroaching on the enemy's position.
And this was not only the core of the battlefield.
The huge flying dragons, which were about the same size as dragons and beasts, were the true masters of the battlefield.
Their appearance was no different from the "small flying dragons" on the ground, but each of them was the size of a small mountain. They were even larger than the true dragons that Rorschach had seen in Aishi.
Their gigantic bodies seemed slow, but as war behemoths, their mere existence was enough to intimidate the enemy. On their bodies, there were numerous earth-made ballista towers that were incomparably conspicuous. As they approached, the soldiers leaped down from the baskets and became the main force of the assault.
These were obviously the recent sub-dragon species. Regardless of their size, they all had the ability to ignore thunderstorms and even had the talent to control lightning.
And when one side used War Behemoths and flying units, the other side didn't collapse, which explained everything.
"… This side is even fiercer."
The airships bombarded the ground from the sky, while the highly mobile speedboats drove away the approaching dragons.
On the ground, it was a steel battlefield with heavy infantry.
On the large trucks, there were mobile lightning towers that could trigger lightning bolts and turn them into deadly lightning chains to burn the enemy's infantry.
Such silver lightning towers were fully equipped on the airship. Apparently, they were military equipment that had matured in both technology and tactics.
As for the infantry and warriors' weapons, some of the seemingly crude spears had familiar black crystals attached to them. The flashes of death were actually from firing in formation.
The seemingly ugly and primitive catapults tossed out rocks that instantly exploded when they hit the ground. Lightning bolts would instantly kill ordinary people.
Meanwhile, the mid-sized and small airships didn't fly very high. The cannons they used also had the attribute of lightning bolts. It was obvious that they were man-made lightning bolts.
If this was still within the scope of Roxia's understanding, then the seemingly old and damaged steel giants made Roxia seriously think about what they represented.
"… Lori, something's wrong. Cape Town has magic armor, and it's even a mass-produced military item."
[Open your vision and share your vision.]
Rorschach stood on a tall cliff and silently observed this battle.
Such a chaotic battlefield far surpassed Rorschach's imagination. He had expected this to be far more primitive than a battle between spears and stone axes. This was also how most Aishi descenders viewed the Seymour people.
"Even if they have an advantage in elemental control and physical strength, they're still primitive. Our Aishi civilization and war machines will crush them."
But now, it seemed that the Aishi people had obviously underestimated their distant relatives. In Rorschach's eyes, these war machines still had many shortcomings. They were crude and had low performance. Their armor was also made of simple pure metal, and their alloy technology hadn't caught up. But the more this was the case, the more Rorschach felt that they were even scarier.
"Lori, these war machines and magic armor should be self-made. They're also self-made products that combined their unique electric shock stone technology. They've been studying and digesting our technology for at least several decades. They're already a magical engineering civilization that's developed to a certain degree."
Rorschach silently observed the scene in front of him. He could only truly feel astonished when he was at the scene.
Right now, he was thinking about whether the factories that prohibited outsiders from entering were actually highly organized and highly modern factories. As for the foreigners who went missing in Cape Town, did they really encounter an enemy force, or …
At this moment, Rorschach saw that Xixi's eyes were filled with vigilance and confusion.
From start to finish, not only did she not mention that her tribe had the ability to tame beasts, she also didn't mention Cape Town's true trump card, the Steel Flood. The former was understandable, but the latter … If it wasn't for the fact that she didn't know anything about it, Roland would really need to seriously consider why she didn't mention it.
Standing at her current position, it was impossible for Xixi to see the battlefield, so she didn't know that her lie had been exposed.
"Let's go. We'll go around the noisy area and go to the village you mentioned."
"Aren't we going there to see the situation? Don't you want to gather information? "
After interacting with each other for a few days, Xixi had become much more fluent in the common language.
Rorschach slowly shook his head.
"Why would we go there? To die? "
This was the truth. The battlefield was in chaos. Now that they had the advantage of eyesight, they could see very clearly. No one would care if they were an observer or an enemy if they got close.
As for the fact that Rorschach didn't need to get close to see everything, he wouldn't tell this to the woman in front of him.
"Hey, you know so much. You shouldn't be an ordinary girl in your tribe, right? The daughter of the chief? The next candidate for the patriarch? "
Xixi smiled. Her smile was full of sincerity and self-mockery.
"It would be great if that's the case. Then I wouldn't have been captured and sold as a dancer. I'm just the daughter of an eagle herder."
Rorschach slowly nodded, but he already had an idea.
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