Vol 5 Chapter 118

(Harmony is here.)

"Great migration?" Brando's dark brown eyes were lightly suspicious, and his mind seemed to have a little impression of when the term was. After thinking about it several times, he finally remembered it. In the second After the epoch, a terrible battle between the dark elves and demons in the underground--the underground dwarves call it the battle of the gray field--was a war for survival and destruction that eventually spread to the upper area of ​​the Jorgendigo, This has led to the upward migration of residents throughout the underground world. Qorgendigan is not a player's country. There is very little information about the war that is far from the earth. The surface world has received very little information about it. Even after the war began a long time ago, players only got some word rumors. There was a hint of doubt in Brando's mind: Is this the beginning of the war, but it has begun from this era? Then he shook his head faintly. Although historical migration did not show signs until the forty years after the Second Age, there was no major invasion of Georgian. Although he was not a Cruz, but if Cruz happened such a big thing, he as a player has no reason not to hear any wind.

Suddenly, a strong premonition was rising in his heart: maybe just as the jihad came earlier, the war between the dark elves and the demons also advanced because of unknown reasons-no, the correct statement Perhaps it should be-precisely because of the advance of this battlefield that prompted the advance of the jihad. In the final analysis, the fuse of the jihad was due to the massive invasion of the Toquinin Golden-Maned Lion, who had been under the guise of reclaiming the sword of the earth, but after Brando had seen the dragon, he understood that it was Cruz's. A good show directed and directed by Her Majesty.

Brando was a little surprised, before that. He had a speculation about Her Majesty's plan: Her Majesty's plan had been the same in history, but it failed, so the two worlds can show very different histories. After all, the results of the battle of Ampelsel were ultimately changed by him, and then the Azure Gun appeared, and the 'disappearance' of the eldest son of the Cruz Empire. The change caused by the flapping wings of this 'butterfly' has more or less affected the internal structure of the empire. This may sound a little bit ridiculous, but it is not necessarily impossible. Brando understands what a silver queen is, and it is entirely possible for her to seize the opportunity to turn around.

However, at this moment, the speculation in his mind about the battle of Greyfield overturned it.

Since crossing into this world. Brando can confirm that he is not half-connected with the dark elves and the devil. If it is necessary to have a relationship, only Ampersel has had the only contact with the demon during the First World War, but Ampersel the First World War It happened only half a year ago, and the war between the dark elves and demons spread to the tip of the ashes, which led to the upward migration of the inhabitants of the underground world of Jordan. It is impossible to have only half a year. He also remembered another thing. When the demons invaded Ampel, his soldiers enslaved a lot of Georgian troops-there were eagles, birds, and cavemen, even this beautiful Medusa. Madam, escaped from the devil, that is to say. This is enough to prove that when the Ampersel War broke out, the 'Grey Field War' of the underground world had already erupted for a long time.

Going forward, he has not even established his own foundation, and it is even less likely to affect the entire world of Warnde. That being said, only one problem can be explained:

The world right now is not the same as the world of Amber Sword. In history, Her Majesty did not have such a plan, and the history and future of the two worlds were originally on two parallel but similar paths.

What Xuejie said may be true.

Brando couldn't help but take a breath, the fact that it was a little difficult for him to accept, after all, he had come to the present step by relying on his vision for the future. He looked up. Looking above the plain, light brown eyes crossed cavemen's tents, migrating scorpion beasts, and rag-like flags of the Georgian flag that fluttered in the wind. His eyes gave birth to an unclear color, as if looking At that time, the torrent of history rolled forward. Crush everything that he knows, and even get rid of the shackles of space, and you can see that the long and complicated fate of the river lingers on the mountains and plains, a layer of hazy mist covering the entire Eruin, and even the entire Above Vond.

This is the fragmented vision and future.

But shaking his head slightly, Brando couldn't help but be surprised to find that he didn't seem too afraid of the result. That feeling is like after experiencing a lot of challenges and trials, the weak and illusory “reliance on the future” in the heart can be turned into a bubble at any time, but his own heart has become more firm. An indescribable confidence seemed to turn into a shining sword in his hand. As long as he held it tightly, he could feel its true and cold touch, and those who depended on him and depended on him were like strength behind him. The source.

Brando even had a feeling in his heart. With such a power, as long as he gently wielded his sword, the fog on the road seemed to disappear naturally. Behind the fog, he had a frank avenue.

That was the fate of Eruin, and his fate.

History may have changed, but it has a sense of grasping its own destiny and pulse. This strange feeling is wonderful and tough, and it is rooted in the heart.

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Of course, Lesmeca would not know that her simple opening remarks would cause so many feelings in the young Lord Lord. She saw Brando's silence, and then looked at the look of others, all the nobles present It was astonished that it was clearly not clear what the so-called 'great migration' meant. Lesmeca seemed to be very satisfied with the effect of her words, and did not continue to speak. She is a woman who is very good at speech art. Naturally, it is best to let these humans elicit topics at this time before she can take her The description below is even more popular.

Sure enough, as expected, a decently dressed male aristocrat asked, "This beautiful ... madam, what you mean by migration, I don't quite understand what you mean." Represents the mind of most people present. After he spoke, almost everyone's eyes were focused on Lesmeca's bright face.

Ms. Medusa smiled slightly: "As you can see, the so-called migration ... is just colonization."

"Colonial?" The nobles were a little puzzled. After all, in common sense, the surface world is not suitable for cavemen to survive. What's more, Qorgendigang is vast and wide. It seems that the population of these underground residents has not yet burst into population to occupy the surface world, right?

"What happened to the underground world?" Someone asked.

Lesmeca glanced in that direction with an admiration, and replied, "Good guess, the reason is because of the demon."

"demon?"

There was an exclamation from the aristocracy. In any legend, the devil is the most extreme evil creature under the scorching prison, and their existence is a taboo for the surface world. In the past ten centuries, the temple has severely cracked down on any evil cult and individual related to demons, but secret assemblies and associations have never been able to sever, blood sacrifices, live sacrifices, and cruel and **** rituals. However, most of the people present were knowledgeable big men, and they would not die like a fool when they heard only a few words, but the problem is that since the Azure Knight defeated the Twilight Dragon, the demon seems to be silent. Countless years. How can they be related to the upheaval of the underground world?

"The demon invaded the Gorges, the many underground cities that came from under the river of sulphur, representing chaos and destruction, destroyed the scorched plains and the tip of the ashes, leaving only blood and fire behind the burning footprint; Residents are naturally not immune, including me and my people ... "Lesmeca seemed to remember something, and she couldn't help flashing a look of astonishment on her face.

"what did you say?"

"Martha is on, and those scorching prisoners are starting to move again?"

Obviously this time, it wasn't just exclaim. Lesmeca's words caused a lot of commotion among the crowd. There was a mixed and surprised voice among the nobles, and everyone seemed to be digesting this message, and they looked different. Especially in this season, it is inevitable that people will associate the abnormal behavior of the demon with the rare magic tide, which is obviously not a wonderful association.

Most people's faces are a little bad, and some people can't help remembering the battle of Ampelsel six months ago. The power struggle between Eruin and the Temple of Fire played down the demons behind this war, but now they But he recalled it again.

"Did those **** Doomsday prophesies be true, the rare magic tide is changing the future. The mortal era is almost over !?"

"The Dragon of Twilight will really rise from the chaos. Those devils in the scorching **** are its pioneers?"

A murmur of voices rang out among the crowd, and those who were slightly timid couldn't help but even shiver. After all, if that was the case, it would be the last chapter of the Black Prophecy-the sign of the end of the world. Twilight battle.

The nobles have finally made Brando come back from contemplation. He heard the word devil and frowned slightly. As for the apocalyptic in the aristocracy, those who walked the streets and hide their heads, because of the holy The ban and search of the temple, these people did not dare to preach in public, but dared to pass the so-called 'doctrine' in private, a considerable part of them were cultists themselves, and the rest were mostly speculative. It is open to question how credible the 'prophecy' of the population is.

However, this kind of worry is not groundless, although in many legends the Azure Knight killed the Twilight Dragon, but as a player, Brando knows it well. As the ultimate boss of "The Sword of Amber", the Twilight Dragon In the end, we still have to meet the players, not to mention in the real poem, the knight of the sky just seals the dragon of twilight and brings the beginning of the mortal era. The recovery of chaos is inevitable. After the formation of the great demon tide in the game, the war slate and wolf disaster have become apparent, followed by the battle between the night and the wizard. Symptoms, but it's still too early for the current Warnde.

When Brando thought about it, he jumped slightly.

Is it really early?

His eyes subconsciously crossed the battlements, and once again fell on the plains, where the caveman figures gathered some kind of sign, or a subtle voice in his heart, reminded him something. What happened to the river of sulfur under the hot hell. Why did the war between the dark elves and demons break out so early? Subconsciously looking back, his eyes met Nimesis behind him, and Brando suddenly realized that the female knight was looking at herself, the latter faintly showing the same anxiety in the purple and dark eyes.

What an eventful season! He sighed suddenly, and the tide of evil was formed in advance. The Azure Gun happened to happen suddenly at this time. The strong intervention of the empire and the Bugatians were uncharacteristically enthusiastic about the world, yes, and the return of the silver elves. Everything here is related and plausible to various periods in history, as if the progress of the game's story has suddenly accelerated but then merged together, although he still doesn't understand what happened behind it. What has driven all this, but I also feel that the times have changed, the old era has passed away, the new era has begun, and the history is bound to be magnificent.

"But I'd rather be born in a peaceful and peaceful age ..." He couldn't help but feel a little upset, which had nothing to do with him. However, it is not necessarily easy for Eruin to survive in the gap under such a large environment.

"What are you talking about?" Nimeiss didn't hear Brando's belly, but guessed a bit, she couldn't help but frown.

"Uh ... nothing." After a period of getting along, Brando has gradually figured out the temperament of this strange 'sister of school', knowing that if the other party hears such a lazy declaration, he will most likely want to Frown. Quickly changed his words: "I just feel something."

"Feeling something?"

Brando nodded slightly, he was not telling lies.

The turmoil and war brought by the ancient slate, the ensuing wolf disaster, and even the great demon tide itself, but they may not be all the reasons-before he crossed, "Sword of Amber" was in a mature At the end of the chapter, the next chapter has begun to reveal: the second eastward movement of Madara, the battle of the Alkash Mountains is just a prelude, and the vagabond on the Eastern Great Plain mentioned in the prologue, In that environment. The entire continent is just as impatient as it is now.

This is more than just a jihad.

Brando couldn't help but think of the slate of war-the slate was born, and then?

Whether it is seven days and seven nights, the wolf walks in the wilderness ...

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Looking west from King Street, the main street of Port Ruen, the snow-white streets and the row of roofs descend on this level. At the end of the field of vision, it converges on a clear blue mirror. In the port area, rows of ivory towers are inserted into the clouds, dividing the sea in the eyes.

This is the first class berth area of ​​the port.

Although purely in terms of the size of the port, the largest port in the south of the Sublime Sea, the new sea pearl Luen Port may not be as good as Ampelsel-the latter is, after all, a hub to communicate between the two outer seas, and ships from dozens of countries In different seasons, they will choose to anchor here, but as a commercial hub of a small kingdom, Ampelsel also does not have the unique style of the Imperial Port.

A century ago, the magic guide technology was introduced to the mainland from the Hazel people, the magic guide power center was invented, and the floating warships came out, and a dedicated wharf came into being. This is the first class berth. Prior to this, all the ports in the entire mainland of Voend had no special berths. In all the quay areas of each port on the mainland, even the quay where the emperor's ships are anchored, can only be called the top Wait for the berth or the royal exclusive berth.

For the emerging thing of floating warships, its special nature determines that it can and can only appear in front of the world as the most important military equipment, so all ports with special berths have been given another special Meaning: Naval fortress.

This is the case in Port Rune.

Port Ruen is one of the three reserve bases of the Imperial Navy. Although it is not commonly used, it exists as a logistic base for winter training. Although the main force of the Cruz Empire's navy will not be stationed here, as long as it enters the lofty sea, Will rely on this port to supply supplies. As a logistic base, in fact, there are still several warships in Port Ruen on weekdays. Some of these warships belong to the local fleet and part of the empire's detachment. However, since the invasion of Georgenda, the imperial navy thought that Port Ruen It may not be able to withstand an offensive attack from the land. In order to prevent the fleet from falling into the enemy's enemy, it has made its own claim to send the detachment originally stationed here to the violet region.

Because the imperial navy stationed in Port Ruen does not belong to local jurisdiction, even if the owner of Port Ruen and the port administrator Wallas vigorously oppose it, it will eventually be ignored.

"It turned out to be an extremely wise decision," Charles stood on the horizontal aisle at Pier 14, taking a deep breath, and at this height, the oncoming wind blew his robes to hunt and hunt. The cold air seemed to pour directly into the depths of the lungs, which made people more and more sober. Looking down, the bay of Port Ruen has turned into a small piece of dark blue glass under a thousand feet. The strait and trestle extending from the port area to the bay are fragmented and fragmented, but also very beautiful.

With a dog's tail grass in his mouth, he continued: "Although the upper tiers of the empire are extremely bureaucratic, they are ineffective, and those adults obviously understand that those guys in the area are better than them, and they ca n’t count on them to be reliable. The Empire's fleet is still here, and most of it falls into our hands. "

Shire said this to Yuta next to him, paying no attention to the ugly faces of several Cruz local officials on the side--opposite the horizontal aisle, there was a shimmering airspace between the two towers facing each other. Constitutes this special berth. Ruen's air port was only built ten years ago. It is still brand new in this type of building, but it has already been stained by the fire. The dragon beast's attack left a striking scar here, almost three points. One of the berths has been completely damaged-he can almost conclude that the port was not prepared for anything at all until the attack.

So if that fleet was still here, it would probably be turned into a firework in the air.

Utta nodded slightly. Although the war between Dragon Beast and the floating warship had already exceeded the limit of the maid commander's imagination, she could see the clue in the habits of the local officials of those empires. ; On the one hand, those guys seemed to have a hook in her eyes and looked at her with indignation, and on the other hand, they dismissed her identity. Such a nobleman, she saw too much in Eruin What kind of people are they?

However, she did not have the mood to echo the ridicule of the mage. Compared to that, she was more concerned about the task that Brando had ordered: In her eyes, those wizard apprentices in robes were busy on the bridge, but She did n’t know what she was doing, let alone how she was doing. She knew that there was not much time left for them. She couldn't help looking at the young witch who looked indifferent. It was difficult for her to settle down.

"Mr. Shire, Lord Lord ..."

Yuta finally couldn't help but ask, but before she finished speaking, she saw Shir turned back and put her index finger on her.

The latter was looking up, staring at the shimmering airspace between the towers, his eyes staring, as if something interesting had been discovered: "Shh, Ms. Yuta-there is already movement."

I saw a ripple rippling from the empty space, as if a stone was thrown into the calm water.

"Contacted, Teacher Shire!" One apprentice shouted, his voice intermittently in the wind.

"Very good, drop the anchor immediately!"

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