It did not matter how Galazur tricked the young dragons into becoming laborers. The dragons were born with great strength and magic. Even the young dragons, who were less than a thousand years old, were more than capable of carrying out the heavy work. Amid the clamor of the curious young dragons, the grandest migration in the history of Twilight Capital began.
Odin had left the Iron Throne with the help of Anthony Alfonso. He was now sent to a safe place to rest and undergo a comprehensive medical examination. The Twilight Shroud slowly disappeared after the runic circles that Anthony Alfonso had left behind were turned off one by one. The ancient city that had been closed for two thousand years finally opened its doors to accept the baptism of nature — a fully reborn nature.
Yggdrasil's deep breath had purified ninety percent of the residual magic energy in Midgard and quickly filtered and purified the toxic dust in the sky and the decaying water in the depths of the earth. Although there was still a long way to go before it was completely purified, the environment outside the city was now habitable. In the foreseeable future, Midgard would become a place where magic power flourished. The recombed and transformed magic power would fill the entire continent harmlessly, becoming the foundation of civilization in the new world. Steam power, alchemy, and runes might be the source of power for the survivors of Twilight Capital in the future.
The reshaping of the earth and the growth of vegetation continued. The branches of the World Tree were still dancing on the distant horizon. The cracks and abysses left by the Twilight of the Gods were gradually being healed. On the healed land, new plants continued to grow and spread at a speed visible to the naked eye. But these changes had been slowed down under Yggdrasil's deliberate control, so that the subsequent migration could proceed smoothly.
The residents of Twilight, organized by the Steam Assembly, gathered in front of the sixteen steel avenues around the city, embarking on this migration journey full of hope and uneasiness.
The news about the 'dawn of the new world' and 'the end of the long night, the collapse of the city' had spread to every corner of the city. Even the 'lower-class citizens' living in the engine room and the caves of the lower city had received the notice. Not everyone could understand the meaning of this incredible news. But the authority of the Steam Assembly, established for thousands of years, and the appeal of the ancient sage, made everything go according to plan. With the earth-shaking changes outside the Twilight Shroud as evidence, the knowledgeable citizens could become the leaders of the migration team and the wedge to reassure the people.
The first batch of citizens brought their most important belongings and lined up behind the steam tanks of the Twilight Guards to the city gate. The people walking in front looked up at the towering and dilapidated steel girders and could not help but hesitate. Not so long ago, these steel borders were the dividing line between life and death. Even children who had just learned how to walk in the city knew that they absolutely could not pass through these gates. But now, the energy barrier covering these gates had already disappeared. The outside world that they had never seen before was waiting at the end of the steel ramp for the brave to take the first step. Would it really be alright to step out?
The first brave citizen stepped out. He was wearing his best clothes, carrying two suitcases, and had a determined look on his face. He was actually a commander of the Twilight Guards, but no one could recognize him after taking off the black iron mask.
As soon as he stepped on the soft grass outside the city, the 'citizen' turned around, put down his suitcase, and waved to the others on the ramp.
Cheers suddenly rang out in the crowd.
Many people did not know why they were cheering. Growing up in the sanctuary had made them numb. But when the cheers came from a few points in the crowd, the cheers spread. A passionate atmosphere inspired the crowd, and more and more people began to pour out of the city.
In the upper area of Twilight Capital, an even more spectacular 'relocation' was also underway.
Autonomous robots flew between the steel beams, disassembling the steam furnaces, bearing groups, and the bolts and rivets of the integrated buildings with cutting beams and changeable tentacles. The first thing to be dismantled was not the big boiler, the symbol of the city, but a black steel building in the middle of the city. This building was square and made up of a dozen smaller cuboids. These buildings were not gold, silver, or mechanical equipment, but knowledge and technology. It was the 'Brain of Steam' of Twilight Capital. The cuboids were filled with gear calculators, punched paper tapes, cardboard, and piles of blueprints and ancient books. The oldest information was even a scroll transcribed by Asab in the Mythological Era, and the latest information was the symbol cards printed in the 'Brain of Steam'. These things were the most precious wealth accumulated by Twilight Capital over the past two thousand years.
When people migrated to the wilderness, they had to rely on the knowledge in the Brain of Steam to build their society. From the most primitive farming teaching materials, to the steam technology that people were proud of, to the runic script from the gods, the Brain of Steam had everything.
For thousands of years, the Steam Assembly had been collecting and managing these things, just to welcome this day.
The dragons were also working hard.
"Keep it up! Be careful not to break it! This is all important information. If you break any of it, you will be locked up in a small dark room! "
Above the city, Galazur was directing the dragons to move the heaviest large equipment and buildings. If the Steam Assembly relied on their own machinery and equipment, it would take weeks to transport all these things out of the city. But with the power of the dragons, as long as they were told where to put the things, they could fly back and forth a few times and get everything done. But Galazur still seemed to be dissatisfied with the situation. In the eyes of the dragon queen, the young dragons seriously lacked self-control, disorderly, and even disobedient dragons ran to drink the lubricant from the machine. Although the naughty child immediately got the punishment it deserved: vomiting for half an hour, she still felt that the naughty children were giving her a headache.
Under the dragon queen's reprimand, the young dragons were particularly nervous. This group of huge creatures actually flew in the air with their necks shrunk. Hao Ren rode on Galazur's back and saw the situation. He could not help but say, "Your teaching method is wrong. Look how scared they are."
Galazur turned her head and said, "I'm not good at taking care of children. Shirley! Come and help! "
A beautiful blue dragon flew over. She nodded to Galazur and then saw the mess of the young dragons. She immediately knew what was going on. So the kindergarten auntie flew up and comforted the naughty children in dragon language. "Don't panic, everyone. Line up and get your things according to your student number. Great. Don't snatch other partners' things. The most obedient child today will be rewarded with half a ton of barbecue."
So the dragons were in good order.
Hao Ren was speechless.
They were indeed a bunch of young dragons.
The whole migration lasted for nearly a week, which was miraculously efficient.
Vivian found a wilderness suitable for a new home in the northeast of Twilight Capital: flat terrain, abundant water, near a large forest that could provide abundant food and various materials, and the geological changes had completely stabilized. The survivors of Twilight Capital had built a temporary large camp here, and various materials and machinery from the city were piled up around the camp. They would be gradually reorganized over the next period of time and become the foundation of the new home.
The Steam Assembly played its role throughout the process, leading the people, calming the people, managing the materials, building the camp … They did all this in an orderly manner. Although there were all kinds of unexpected situations and disturbances, Hao Ren and his team did not intervene at all. The Steam Assembly solved all the difficulties by itself.
After the mass evacuation, Twilight Capital seemed empty and desolate, like a long-abandoned ruin.
The barrier had disappeared, and many runes had been damaged during the relocation process. Everywhere in the city was dangerously distorted and deformed. It was like a pile of steel waste standing on the lush land of Midgard. It was hard to imagine that not long ago, this was the only shelter of civilization in the Nine Worlds. After the large boiler and the main pressure pipe were removed, a huge hole was left in the ruins of the city. Under the action of its own gravity, these holes pushed the already crumbling city to the verge of disintegration.
Hao Ren and his team stood on a hill outside the city, ready to activate the ancient starship underground.
Part of the starship's control system had been forcibly hijacked by the MDT. The damage to the power furnace and the engine group had been repaired by the autonomous robots in the past week. Now, it could basically be activated.
At the scheduled time, the MDT sent a message that the starship's power core had passed the self-test.
"Activate," Hao Ren ordered.
There was a noise deep in the earth, and then the entire Twilight Capital began to shake violently.
The structure of the city, which had been accumulated for thousands of years, fell apart in the earthquake. The foundation, which had long been on the verge of collapse, collapsed into the huge hole under the city in an instant. Hao Ren heard a loud bang like a bomb exploding from the depths of the steel ruins. It seemed that the ancient waste piled up in the ruins finally could not withstand the huge energy radiation of the starship, and the continuous explosion finally spread from the underground to the surface.
Like a volcanic eruption, the upper city of Twilight Capital suddenly exploded, and the powerful blast pushed millions of tons of debris into the sky. In the thick column of smoke, Ymir's spaceship slowly rose.
The history of Twilight Capital was over.
Hao Ren was a little stunned. The scale of the explosion seemed to be a little more powerful than he had expected.
Galazur and Anthony Alfonso recorded the last moment of the end of the era and added it to their inspector's work log. Then they took out their MDT and pulled Hao Ren to their side. With the exploding Twilight Capital as the background, the three inspectors recorded the last moments of the sanctuary.
The whole process was solemn.
Two minutes later, on the inspector's dedicated data link, Galazur's and Anthony Alfonso's posts were pushed to the top almost at the same time. The two of them took a selfie in front of a city that had been blown into the sky with a confused look on their faces. The two old foxes had the same caption:
"First time on a mission with Bomb Maniac. He really deserves his reputation."
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