The thick clouds are low and the rains are pouring down. The entire white sand area is shrouded in an endless darkness. Under the vortex clouds, the rain curtain seems to be hanging from the sky on the ground, which is so dense that it makes people wonder whether it will suffocate in it. In this darkness and storm like the end of the world, countless strange limbs are growing, and countless indescribable things are gathering in the rain. All those who witness this - soldiers, officers, and war technicians on the Iron Throne, will never forget the spiritual shock brought by this scene for the rest of their lives.

All the crew members of the Iron Throne passed a san-check, and now the whole train is surrounded by a positive, positive, upbeat and optimistic atmosphere.

"Switch off the mental protection system." Commander Maryland felt that his mind was unprecedentedly clear and determined that the vehicle mental protection system was no longer useful, so he ordered.

The structure that was difficult to describe in words was still moving, hanging down from the vortex of the clouds, as if a huge deep-sea creature was licking the earth with countless tentacles, but this huge structure appeared from the clouds - when lightning exploded and the light was strongest, Maryland could see many small humanoid creatures passing by between the tentacles. They seemed to be holding various tools and busy in that chaotic feast. With the help of the powerful vision of the extraordinary, Maryland distinguished that some of the individuals were similar to Miss Tyre on the territory.

But the shapes of other individuals are not so easy to describe... They have pieced together various strange-shaped limbs outside the human body, and some even don't know whether they should be considered limbs, just like... they are... very long...

Those were Cecil's allies, the sirens from the deep sea.

Thankfully, this powerful tribe is an ally of Cecil.

The adjutant came over from the side, and the young officer had a hint of confusion on his face: "General, what do we need to do now?"

"Nothing to do," Maryland said to the adjutant, "just wait for the rain to stop."

"Yes, General."

The two of them raised their heads at the same time and looked at the gluttonous feast in the distance through the train window covered with enhanced shields.

In the center of this dark rainstorm, in the center of the leap field that is about to completely evolve into the water element field, the "forest" formed by the tentacles has completely isolated the artificial god from the external environment. The "Sea King" giant beast jointly produced by the thirty-two hundred tidal banshees covered this area with its unprecedentedly huge body. Between the hundreds of tentacles hanging by the sea king, the rune light shone brightly, and the layers of illusory force fields intertwined into an impenetrable barrier. All the desperate resistance of the Julu returned in front of the powerful barrier.

In the area covered by the Sea Emperor, inside the barrier, Vanessa, the Siren General, who has the title of Deep Sea Lord, is commanding the deep sea warriors to complete the final treatment of "food".

The downpour of rain is the "mixed ocean" created by the elemental leap field. The sirens can move freely in such an environment. They are now walking through the rain curtain as if they are swimming in the ocean, using the long handle in their hands to cut the giant deer's huge body that is still struggling in instinctively.

This is a very dangerous job. Although the deer is dead, the huge vitality and magic power remaining in its body are still maintaining the flesh and blood, and even allowing the flesh and blood to survive independently for a period of time after being cut apart. Faced with such an opponent, even if the powerful deep-sea warriors create home court advantages and ambush advantages, the Siren are still inevitably injured and killed.

Near Julu's shoulders and neck, an overly reckless deep-sea warrior waved the sword in his hand and cut a piece of still wriggling flesh. A dazzling arc erupted from the wound without warning, hitting the unlucky sirens' body on the front. The latter had only had time to scream, and then it turned into a split splash of water and dissipated into the air.

The busy Siren nearby saw this scene, and several of them shouted: "Ah-Yu Sheng failed, got out of zero points!"

This is a very popular sarcastic sentence in the Siren Society, used to mock those Siren who accidentally die because of carelessness.

Vanessa, who had swung past nearby, swung her snake tail, picked up the battle blade dropped by the death warrior, and waved it at the somewhat obsessed soldiers: "Pay attention to order!! Unless you have never died since you were young!"

The soldiers hurriedly dispersed and continued to perform missions to cut the corpses of the deer or deal with the "trouble products" that grew out of the blood of the deer. Vanessa threw the recovered war blades to a siren who followed her. The siren transformed into a sea demon with a large number of wrist feet. At this moment, there were several war blades rolled on each wrist foot.

"Take these weapons back and don't leave any one behind, and come and get them when they are resurrected."

A tidal banshee with a lilac fishtail swam from a distance, holding a short staff with complex patterns in her hand, and many samples of cut meat were floating in the blisters around her: "General, the cut meat has been initially identified."

"How is the result?"

"Good taste!" The purple-tailed Siren nodded vigorously, then frowned, "But the taste is not very good, and the energy is a bit complicated. This thing looks like a kind of piecewise product, and the technology is very immature. In addition, its regeneration is also limited, and it should have exceeded the threshold at present, and its regeneration ability is declining sharply, which is not as good as that of the big squid..."

"Well... it's not surprising. After all, this is a 'imitation' made by humans," Vanessa said casually. "It's normal for poor quality, but at least the quantity is large and the tube is full, right? In addition, can this thing provide energy to the reactor?"

"It should be fine, but an extra layer of extraction process is required, otherwise it may put some pressure on the reactor," said the Siren with purple tail seriously. "If the rainbow light technology transmitted by Tyre can be used smoothly, our energy conversion efficiency will be increased by more than 30%, and this batch of new fuel will be very cost-effective."

"Very good, then collect them all - after going back, part of them will be supplemented for everyone's consumption, part of them will be used to supply energy to the reactor, and the specific distribution will be decided by the Queen."

"Yes, general," said the purple-tailed Siren nodded, then glanced at the Julu who was undergoing cutting, "It's incredible... This season's land civilization can actually create such things. I always think that their technical level is very low, but they have made rainbow light devices and made this thing... I don't know if their technology can be made public. If possible, it might solve the problem of insufficient production of big squids."

"I'm afraid not," Vanessa sighed. "I heard that the technology to make this 'god' is very cruel and dark. Not only does humanity's own moral values ​​not accept, the Queen does not intend to. We are here to deal with these 'technical products'. As for this technology itself...it will die like this."

The purple-tailed Siren blinked and muttered: "I can't accept it but I still created it. Humans are such a strange race..."

"Their ethnic group is divided, this is one of the traits, there is no way," Vanessa said. "The humans we cooperate with are only one of their ethnic groups, and there are many similar ethnic groups in human society... It is quite troublesome to figure out the difference between them."

The purple-tailed Siren thought about it and sighed regretfully: "Oh... it's really rare to have such a good cooking skill."

"Yes, it's rare to have such a good cooking skill."

...

it's all over.

In the Velvet Study in the Silver Castle, the holographic projection device shows the latest information sent back by the Iron Throne.

The world is shrouded in darkness, and storms wash the white sand area. Huge deep-sea creatures are coming in the rain. A feast of gluttons is the final outcome of the artificial god.

In Gao Wen's opinion, this is really a hopeful image. Unfortunately, the picture is too impactful and does not seem to be open to the public in the current social context.

"We can consider how to promote it next," Gao Wen tapped the table gently, attracting the attention of the two guardian dukes (the great consul) over. "The disaster that will eventually perish is only initially over now, but we still have a lot to do to make it land smoothly."

Duke Bedevin took a breath, but couldn't help asking, "Is that the 'Simon' you mentioned?"

"Yes, Siren, the deep-sea tribes that appear in many legends, but unlike most legendary tribes, they really exist and have established some connection with us."

Berdevin seemed to have something to say, but he wanted to speak but stopped. However, Victoria next to him spoke directly: "Is this a risk?"

"There are risks in contact with any alien race, but sometimes we have no choice. In my personal judgment, these siren are trustworthy - as early as two years ago, the Southern District had established contact with siren, and we had some technical exchanges. Although the scale was not large, we had at least achieved a certain degree of equal dialogue."

Berdevin and Victoria exchanged their eyes with each other, seemingly breathing a little relieved, but their spirits are still a little tense.

Of course Gao Wen knew why.

He spread his hands and leaned back in the high-back chair: "I know what you are worried about, and frankly, they are a very powerful group, and although their territory is in the deep sea, they can indeed cause storms on land if they want to...storms in all senses, but we must realize one fact:

"Whether we want to do it or not, there are such powerful groups in this world, such powerful races, such as sirens, dragons, and some powerful races that only exist in the legend may also exist. They may live far away, but if they want, they can come to this continent of Loren, and we... can't even get out of the coastline.

"These races are literally there. The only thing we, who are blocked by the ocean and our own civilization level, should be thankful that at least they are not hostile to us.

"But this 'no hostility' is not something we fight for, it is something that fate gives.

"We can only do two things. First, face this fact, because escaping and pretending to be deaf cannot solve the problem; second, develop ourselves, do not stop at the current moment of peace, do not be blinded by short-term prosperity. Outside our eyes, this world is still very big. If we want to survive for a long time in this big world, development is the hard truth."

Gao Wen said it very bluntly. In the eyes of the two great consuls, these blunt words may even hit their confidence as humans.

It is difficult to admit that you are weak, and it is even more difficult for people like them.

But some facts must be recognized. Many times the driving force of development lies in realizing one's own shortcomings. This is precisely what the humans on this land lacked after being blocked inland for seven hundred years and were protected under heavy protection. In some ways, it is also one of the reasons for the decline of the Ansu Kingdom in the past.

Siren is a peace-loving race. These creatures with wonderful ideas and lively and friendly ideas are precious allies of the Principality of Cecil (now the Cecil Empire). However, as Gao Wen said, this "friendliness" was not won by humans themselves, but by humans' good luck.

That's why Gao Wen attaches great importance to the "technical cooperation" between Cecil and Siren. Even if it only cooperates with one or two key technologies, it means that at least humans are qualified to "conversate" with these deep-sea creatures.

If the Cecils didn't even have rainbow light technology in their hands, even if those deep-sea creatures were friendly, would they be interested in a small principality on the distant land?

I'm afraid that looking at the backward humans on the land will delay them digging squids.

Development is the hard truth. The Cecilians know this and have tasted the sweetness from development. However, more than half of the people in this country do not know that the two great consuls in front of Gao Wen may be the wise men of this half. They have already felt the urgency of "social progress", but in order to make them more deeply aware of the importance of development and broaden their horizons, Gao Wen needs to show them something more intuitive.

Beardwen next to him showed a thoughtful look, and Victoria also understood Gao Wen's intention to say this.

At this moment, the two dukes suddenly had a certain feeling - the resurrected Duke of Gowen Cecil is really like an elder in the family. He is trying hard to maintain the survival of this "family" almost at all times, and he has to find ways to discipline and guide those naughty children who are not obeying discipline. He should pay attention to guidance, warnings, preaching, and remind him tirelessly: "Don't move this; don't move that; don't waste your studies; be careful of danger; exercise; eat more vegetables; live in harmony with his brothers and sisters..."

However, no one listened to him. The naughty children demolished the house in a civil war and burned the kitchen and warehouse (the eastern grain production area of ​​the Holy Spirit Plain). The ancestors were forced to get up from the bed at their age of over 700 to put out the fire...

The two dukes subconsciously looked at Gao Wen, and at the same time they felt that this founding hero was really not easy.

Gao Wen noticed the changes in their eyes and was pleased that his efforts to guide and transform the two old nobles had achieved good results, but soon he felt that the eyes of these two people seemed to be a little wrong...

...

At the same time, in the shadow world, the deepest part of the fortress.

In the dark and chaotic void space, floating huge rocks and islands formed fragmented land. A large area of ​​ancient warship wreckage emitting faint light surrounded by a giant deer corpse emitting white light. In this space that seemed to be eternal silence, the giant deer Amoen opened his eyes slightly, and in the crystal-like eyes, there were scenes that kept flashing:

The train covered with steel armor and shields was flying on the rails, and the furious artificial god chased after the armored train.

The mortal artillery positions were fully fired, bombing the evil spirits and disasters that were striking the front.

The heavy rain poured down, and the space cracks unfolded in the thick clouds. The indescribable alien limbs hung down from the air, tearing the corpse of the giant deer and feasted in the feast.

In the rift deep underground, in the collapsed and cracked ancient palaces, a vibrant but extremely strange plant grew among the rock walls, and countless vines spread out from around it. This plant is so huge that it covers a small half of the rift, and you can see a shocking tear, and burning marks spread from the bottom to the top.

Scenes flashed by and eventually gradually returned to nothingness.

After a long period of dead silence, the crystal-like eyes dimmed, and the giant deer Amoen closed his eyes again, and the white light surrounding him dimmed slightly.
Chapter completed!