Regardless of how much "aesthetic" abilities a druid who has studied biochemical technology in the Dark Sect for hundreds of years can have, one thing Selena Gerfen must admit: the "brain" she saw is definitely the most incredible and outstanding biochemical engineering creation she has ever seen in this life.

It looks like a separate brain, but in essence this "brain" is almost an independent and complete creature. It has its own energy cycle and special organs for maintaining floating and small-scale movement. These things are hidden deep in its bloated and weird "body". Its wriggling "tensteles" are not just neural cords that can establish connections with the Thorin tree (or other "interaction targets"). When necessary, they also seem to be some kind of predatory organ...

This thing reminded her of something in the black forest on the other side of the Dark Mountains, some mutant creatures that exist only in the mouths of superstitious hunters and drunken bards, the darkest, most twisted, and closest to nightmares.

Ordinary people who live in peaceful daily life know little about these dark and terrifying creatures, but the dark believers who have lived for hundreds of years have more or less dabbled in the secrets outside the boundaries of this civilization.

Selena turned her head and looked into Belltila's eyes: "To be honest, this primitive biological sample of the brain...is it a nightmare skull deep in the Black Forest?"

"I don't remember... maybe there is, or maybe there is the spirit-swalking monster on the Ancestor Peak?" Belltila thought for a while, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on her stiff face. "I can't remember how many things I have swallowed and assimilated. There are huge genetic samples that mortals cannot imagine in my body. There are also humans, elves, and monsters... So no matter how terrifying and twisted monsters are, I can pick them up at will. Are you the same? Selena Gerfen - How many defeated people have ever been restrained in your lantern?"

"…I've released them all," Selena shook her head after a brief silence. "Okay, let's get back to the point-- are you making sure that the thing you made harmless?"

"You can rest assured of this," said Belltila calmly. "These things have been undergoing a long iteration and evolution in my genetic sample library. Those uncontrollable things have been pruned like extra branches and leaves. The thing in front of you is essentially just a fertile product of the Thorin tree. In a sense, it is no different from the Thorin tree fruit you ate today at lunch..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly looked up and down at Selena who was in a psychological projection state and said, "Oh, I forgot, you can't eat now."

"..." Selena didn't seem to care about the other party's little joke. After a brief silence, she just nodded, "Okay, I believe your professionalism in this regard. So let's talk about this... how to use the brain?"

Belltila raised her head and looked at the giant brain floating in the center of the square - or, in other words, some floating creature that looked very much like a brain. Her thinking was still connected to this "brain". Under her control, the latter rose slightly, so the neural structure under the "brain" was presented to everyone more clearly.

"In short, I adjusted its neural connection method so that its neural cords can be directly connected to the brain wave amplifier used in the immersion compartment, and then through the amplifier as a transit, it can create a 'brain domain' within a radius of about a few hundred meters. Psychic singers in this range will be reinforced in terms of computing power and magic adaptability, and can directly connect to a higher-level neural network through the brain waves. In this way, the pressure they are under during combat will be greatly reduced. So it is obvious that we need to design a special 'vehicle' for this 'brain, putting things like brain wave amplifiers, extra energy groups, etc."

Bell Tira paused and continued: "In addition, if possible, it is best to have a set of biomass circulation equipment - although the 'brain' can run independently for a long time without nutritional supplements and also has the ability to prey on its own, considering that the battlefield situation is changing rapidly, the frontline units may not have such leisurely recharge opportunities, so it would be very cost-effective to directly use the biomass circulation equipment to provide nutrition to the 'brain'.

"When it comes to specific biochemical technology, I have a ready-made solution here. I just need magic technicians to help integrate it into the vehicle, which should be very simple."

Wendy, who was standing aside, twitched at this time: "Do you have any ideas on vehicle?"

"Yes," Belltila nodded, looking at the direction of Solinburg not far away, where several Dragoon vehicles were passing by low altitude from the airspace between the tree canopy and the castle roof. A low buzzing sound came from afar. "After careful consideration, I think the Dragoon's chassis is very suitable - its cabin does not even need to be modified. It can directly remove the seats and a small part of the partitions to serve as containers for the "brain". Since the brain itself can directly control the magic mechanism, the corresponding console is removed from the aircraft, and the remaining space after the rune stacking box can be used to install equipment such as brain wave amplifiers..."

While speaking, the former head of the Church of All Things Death showed a smile on his face. Even the "incarnation" that was difficult to express his expression was filled with a sense of pride. Obviously, she was very satisfied with her idea.

Time is tight and the task is heavy. The original gradual research plan has to make some changes. In order to ensure that the psychic singer can be put into actual combat as soon as possible, she has to seek to transform some ready-made things into the project. In the past few days, she has brought the druids and magic technicians to study one alternative after another, followed by alternative alternatives, and more alternatives... What she has proposed now is the result of the summary of all these alternatives.

A finished product that can be "patched together" in a few days may not be that easy to use, but it can be immediately pulled to the front line.

Selena, holding a lantern, listened carefully to the other party's idea. After the other party finished speaking, she thought for a moment and nodded: "I believe you have discussed this plan with the magic technicians. We don't know much about aircraft, but the most outstanding experts in the Empire are here about brain wave amplifiers and neural network technology - we can start at any time."

Belltila nodded, her eyes swept across the former sleeper priests on the edge of the square - many of them were familiar with. She even worked with these people more than once in the past many years as the Dark Priest. At this moment, the remaining parts of the two dark sects once again stood on the stance of cooperation... Even though she had completely betrayed the gods, she wanted to sigh at the incredible fate.

"This 'brain' will be lent to you from now on. Take out all your neural networks and brain wave amplification techniques. I will continue to catalyze the other 'brain' in the catalytic chamber, and strive to get them into work within three days." She looked at Selena Gerfen with a serious tone. "But even though I lend it to you, please treat it as carefully as possible. My brain is useful. After the war, I plan to use them to continue thinking about problems..."

Belltila's statement made Selena, who had always been calm and gentle, unable to help but show a strange expression on her face. Her eyebrows seemed to jump: "I thought it would be easy for you to create these 'brains'... After all, you just said these 'brains' are similar to Thorin Shuguo."

"How is it possible - although they are all the products of giant trees, their brains are many times more complex than Solin fruits. First of all, from the growth cycle..."

The topic seemed to be inexplicably developed in a strange direction. Yuri, who stood beside him, couldn't help but mutter to Wendy in a low voice: "Damn... I may never be able to eat Thorin Tree Fruit again..."

"...Please stop talking, I already have pictures in my mind..."

...

The towering Winter Wolf Castle towers high on the border of Tifeng, but the flags flying over the castle are no longer the Tifeng emblem with black background and red patterns - the blue flags are flying high in the cold wind, and the flags are embroidered with golden silk threads. This border fortress is now the front-line command center of the Cecil Legion, and has been transformed into a solid foundation after emergency restoration and addition.

On a clear and cold day, Gowan arrived at the sturdy fortress on the front line.

The dry and cold wind in the northern wilderness blew from the plains and roared into the walls of Winter Wolf Castle. The fortress that had experienced war can also see some traces of air raids and arson. Some buildings in the outer city are still in ruins, and the walls that separate the outer city and the inner city were pitch blacked out by the fire that day, but in addition, its castle area is still intact and has been regarded as Philip's command center.

In an open corridor in the castle area, Amber looked up at a tower not far away. She saw the blue-bottomed and golden-patterned flags flying in the wind above the tower, and couldn't help but sigh: "This is the Winter Wolf Castle... It was knocked down by us..."

Philip, dressed in military uniform, stood beside him, and a smile appeared on his face: "The Tifeng people launched hundreds of counterattacks from all over the world, trying to retake the fortress, but with the completion of the fortifications and the arrival of subsequent troops, their counterattack offensives have been completely disintegrated, and now even the front line has been pushed to the Winter Fort defense."

Gao Wen came to the edge of the corridor, held his hand on the railing, looking at the direction of the area controlled by Tifeng, and his face looked very serious: "Are there any new trends in the Winter Castle now? Since the last air battle, have their priest regiments and combat mage regiments gathered and mobilized on a large scale?"

Amber, who was standing beside him, couldn't help blinking when he heard this: "It's not long since the last air battle. Even if it's Tifeng, there should be no way to do such a 'miracle' in a short time, right?"

"No, you don't understand Tifeng," Philip shook his head. "You will only have a clear concept of Tifeng's 'League of the Extraordinary' after direct contact. In my opinion, although they were severely injured last time, if necessary, they would be more than enough to launch a few similar 'miracles' in a short period of time, but... they have indeed become quiet during this period. There is no sign of large-scale activities such as the priests, the combat mages, the Knights, etc.."

Philip's words did not relax Gao Wen, but instead made his expression a little more serious than before.

"Now the front line of the Winter Wolf Castle has become a 'land of war'. The people of Tifeng have created a 'miracle magic' here, just like lit a fire on a pile of fire. After the fire is burned, there is no chance to turn back or stop..." He said while thinking, "At this time they suddenly become 'quiet', which may only be preparing for the next larger-scale formal operation."

"The last 'miracle' was some kind of experiment?" Amber thought for a while, "it was like exploring the way before formal action - Rosetta collected the data he wanted from that 'miracle', and then he might really have to play it."

Gao Wen glanced at the half-elf and couldn't help but nodded slightly - maybe he seemed too whispered, but at the critical moment, this guy's intuitive judgment was relatively reliable.

A moment later, he looked at his young army commander again: "Phillip, have you been influenced by the God of War?"

"I have always paid attention to mental protection, and we have set up a large number of magic network terminals on the front line to ensure that the soldiers are always within the coverage of the 'human barrier'. Under these protective measures, the soldiers and I have not been polluted by the God of War," Philip said immediately, "but we can be sure that the pollution of the God of War is everywhere and has been trying to erode our mental defense."

Gao Wen had a serious expression: "Have you observed any phenomenon?"

"Naretir has captured traces of 'thoughts' from unknown sources in the edge area of ​​the neural network. There are occasional inexplicable interference in the magic network terminals in this area. The interference is manifested in the sudden sound of prayer or majestic declaration. In addition, there were soldiers who were too close to the control area of ​​Tifeng and had weak mental protection to see illusions on the edge of the battlefield. In the illusion, there was a mysterious glory to lure those soldiers to convert to the gods."

Philip said with a solemn expression.

"These phenomena have made everyone more vigilant. Now we have stopped advancing to the Tifeng controlled area, and we will carry out collective activities to consolidate the soldiers' minds and consolidate the team's will every day, such as collective learning and collective entertainment based on squads... These methods are very effective, at least we can discover those soldiers who are not in a good state at the first time."

Gao Wen nodded slightly while listening. Amber next to him couldn't help but shrink her head when she heard Philip mention those "pollution phenomena". She felt a chill air coming from the back of her neck, and at the same time she became more aware of what kind of battlefield this was.

What was fighting here was definitely not the two sides of Tifeng and Cecil on the surface, but three sides, including the power of the God of War - the invisible power was wandering on this land, as if some kind of ghost had penetrated the entire battlefield. It was everywhere and tried to roll up bigger storms at all times, even here, in this Winter Wolf Castle... The power of the God of War was ready to move.

Thinking of this, she subconsciously raised her head and looked at a small terrace not far away.

In the center of the terrace, Siren Tyre was turning himself into a very standard lump, falling asleep without distraction.

As an expert in the field of god perception and as a backup plan for contacting the Siren tribe in an emergency, this visitor from the deep sea followed Gao Wen to the front line of the Winter Wolf Castle. Now, seeing her sleeping so peacefully on the terrace and not feeling the breath of the god, Amber breathed a little relieved.

Gao Wen noticed Amber's movement, looked at the direction of the terrace, and saw Tyre sleeping heavily in the cold wind. After making a brief judgment, he thought the other party should have been frozen.

But this is not a big deal. The Siren lady would be frozen several times every winter, and she would get alive after baking it.

He looked at Philip, preparing to continue to learn about the recent trends of Tifung, but at this moment, a communications soldier suddenly ran over from the other side of the corridor and interrupted what he wanted to say.
Chapter completed!