In the cyberspace covered by a sea of ​​white flowers, figures left the venue. As the figures by the round table disappeared in sequence, the space became quiet. In the end, only Gao Wen and Belltila were left standing in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers, looking at the virtual sky and the distant horizon in the distance in the breeze blowing through the sea of ​​flowers.

Belltila was the first to break the silence: "It seems that you are worried, Brother Gao Wen."

"I'm still thinking about the Sentinel," Gao Wen said in a deep voice. "After confirming that it hides a deeper conspiracy, I have to start thinking about what kind of response it will make and what its ultimate means are. As an old enough mind, it has mastered too much knowledge and trump cards that we understand."

"...If our speculation is correct, then using the power of the Deep Blue Net Channel to transform the celestial body under our feet into a permanently inhabitable planet, this should be its ultimate goal. All my "wasteland compatriots" did is just a process for it to achieve this goal," said Belltila, "Now we have successfully stopped the distorted legion of the distorted legion to continue to attack the civilized world, and also know their next 'release plan'. In theory, unless the battlefields on all fronts of the alliance suddenly collapse completely, the Sentinel's plan to "domesticize planets" is no longer possible."

"This is exactly what I was thinking about. If the Sentinel cannot achieve its plan to control the Deep Blue Network, what other 'alternative solution' can achieve its 'permanent extinction' goal?" Gao Wen said slowly while thinking, "Although its node deployment plan has not been completed, a large number of rune stones have been placed in the Deep Blue Network. Observatory and Magic Observation Facilities have previously observed a large-scale magic anomaly. Tyre has also determined that a radical change in the Deep Blue Network has cut off the connection between the Loren Continent and Anta Vienne. This shows that even if all the rune stones are not dropped, the Sentinel can already partially control the operation of the Deep Blue Network...

"If one day it confirms that its plan fails, what will it do with the Deep Blue Network that it has controlled? It seems that it cannot use this part of the Deep Blue Network to launch a direct blow to the material world, but it can already achieve environmental impact and interference on the entire continent, but I think... what it can do with Deep Blue Network is far more than that."

Speaking of this, he paused, turned to look at Belltila with a calm expression: "What about you? What do you think?"

"I don't know much about Deep Blue Net, nor do I know how to deduce like you. I just think my former compatriots are sad and hateful," Belltila shook her head and said in a low voice. "We have all fallen into darkness, but they have not only fallen into darkness, but now they have become tools controlled by sentries without knowing it. In Bethlem, I only see their irreversible future."

Gao Wen didn't speak for a while. After pondering quietly for a while, he suddenly said, "Maybe I should go to the door of the Johor Bahn again to see."

"You want to go to the Kingdom of the Gods?" Belltira raised his eyebrows and then reacted, "Wait, are you going to go to the Sentinel's home port again? It's not already..."

"There has been abandoned, I know, but what is left there makes me very uneasy. The tide has completely corrupted the center of the home port and the last cruise ship, but now the ancient things are still operating. In my opinion, this kind of 'relics' that are still operating automatically after a long history, and the pivot system has been essentially out of control... is a huge hidden danger in itself."

"Are you going to destroy that home port and the last cruise ship?" Belltila frowned slightly, "but as far as I know, the technicians on the Gate plan have repeatedly argued many times. With our current technical level, we are simply unable to destroy the legacy of the setters of that size. It is even difficult for them to cut a metal sample from the spacecraft. And Master Carmire also suspected that there was still some kind of 'defense mechanism' that thing still exists. If the home port and cruise ship confirm that there is a fatal threat, those remaining weapons are likely to fight back."

"Indeed, we shouldn't be able to destroy that thing now..." Gao Wen took a light breath and whispered, "But we have to leave some precautions..."

...

Deep in the wasteland of Gondor covered by dark and dirty clouds, the hills and plains centers occupied by dark priests, the Grand Patriarch Bolken was furious at the news of frustration from afar.

"That waste of Burtleme! I shouldn't have given him a second chance!" Bolken's curse was spreading between the upper neural nodes, causing the high-level priests gathered around the hill to tremble and be silent. "I should have thrown him directly into the biomass slag pool. The nutrients he used to act as a root network are more valuable than him!"

The sound of footsteps came from the edge of the hill, and two tall figures in long skirts came to Bolken. The elf sisters looked at the grand prefect with a surprised expression. Firna was the first to speak: "What happened? My respected grand prefect, your emotions even scared those brainless distortions. You have never had such a big fire these days."

"Bertrame suffered a second shameful failure," Bolken seemed to have become accustomed to the elf sisters' always hypocritical and exaggerated way of speaking. He said angrily, "I assigned him a large number of guards, and even gave him some of the root network permissions in the northern region. As a result, he ruined them all in one operation. If it were just that, it would be fine. The worst thing is that he and his incompetent followers were captured alive by the enemy!"

"Catched alive?" Leerna opened her eyes slightly widened. She seemed to be really surprised. "How could this happen? Bertleme may have some shortage of military talents, but at least he is also a powerful priest, and his followers... No matter how bad the situation is, he should not be captured alive by the mortal army, right? What's more..."

Lerna paused, and Firna continued without delay: "What's more, even if he really can't beat him, can't he commit suicide at the last moment?"

"Who knows what's going on?" Bolken said viciously. "The last message from one of his followers was that 'the enemy's brain is too strong, and we are beyond our control' is such a traumatic message that nothing can be analyzed."

"...The enemy's brain is too strong?" This time the elf Gemini was really a little overwhelmed. They widened their eyes and spoke in unison. Then Lerna frowned and said, "It sounds like... it seems that those 'good opponents' in the north have created something strange, beyond Bethlem and the others' perception. This... is very interesting."

"We may have different perceptions of the word "interesting," Bolken glanced at Leerna with his muddy eyes, and then slowly said in a hoarse and low voice. "Our biggest loss now is not Bertleme and the troops he ruined, but intelligence... Bertleme knows our large deployment and our real plan. He has now fallen into the hands of the enemy, and the losses he brings will be immeasurable."

The Elf Gemini said in unison: "It sounds like you don't seem to have much hope for Bertleme's loyalty and tenacity?"

"No, I believe that even an incompetent person like Bertleme would not speak easily when facing torture. But there are too many ways in this world to 'get' the information you want from a prisoner who doesn't speak," Bolken said in a deep voice. "We must be mentally prepared for a large number of key deployments that have been leaked. All subsequent release operations will inevitably face obstacles from all over the country. Even the troops transporting runes may be targeted intercepted... Damn, if the battlefield on the southern front was not suddenly blocked, our progress could have been faster..."

"South Front Battlefield?" Leerna frowned, "What happened to the South Front Battlefield?"

Bolken's mood was obviously getting worse: "It was those elves. Those elves didn't know how to get support from the north. A legion of tree guardians with extremely strong combat power joined the front line. We were almost going to break through their ridiculous border fortresses, but now not only was the attack frustrated, but the main force of the elves even advanced to the near the barrier crack..."

Hearing Bolken's words, Firna seemed quite surprised: "Tree Man Guardian? Your army was blocked by mere tree man? When the battle on the southern front first started, didn't you confidently say that the entire forest barrier all the forces that guard the ancient trees combined were not enough to stop the legion's advance?"

The branches and leaves of Bolken's body shook irritably: "...The tree guards we faced at that time did not wear more than ten tons of steel plates on them, nor did they hold the magic weapon called the 'magic cannon' in their hands."

"Oh, it seems that it is the fresh stuff that our 'good opponents' in the north are tinkering with," Firna suddenly laughed, and there was a hint of joy in his words. "It seems that war is really a powerful tool to promote technological progress. Look, in the face of the pressure of survival, how fast the transformation of those mortal kingdoms is!"

"Sometimes I really doubt whether you are from me," Bolken's yellow-brown eyes stared at the elf Gemini in front of him. "Do you really not know the current situation? Our advantages are being slightly flattened. The results achieved in the early stages of the war are not enough to lay the foundation. Now those mortal kingdoms have reacted, and we have been frustrated on all sides. Some fronts have been fully reversed. My dear 'Miss Advisor', the humans on the North and Eastern fronts have even begun to build eternal bases on our territory! It's a bit of a sense of crisis!"

"Oh, a sense of crisis, of course, Lord Master, we are on your side, and we have the same goals," Leerna said, but she did not restrain her smile at all. "It's just that the sense of crisis does not help us change anything, and... the small setbacks we encounter at the civilized border may not be as bad as you think."

"…What do you mean?"

"About the activation method of Deep Blue Network, we actually have many alternatives..."

...

The heartland of the Agule tribe state, Hongyu City, the main city of orcs.

With the change of the situation, this orc city has now become the military center of the Agure Tribe State's anti-wasteland legion. The Earthly Dawn Aerospace Fortress from the Cecil Empire is docked above the city. The Gorgon Flying Fortress, with the Aerospace Fortress as the core, uses this place as a distribution point. Every day, they set off above the Red Jade City to recover lost land, clear out distortions, and reconstruct the border defense line. The Imperial Expeditionary Force led by Duke Bervin Franklin also used Red Jade City as a garrison and a supply point after obtaining the consent of the Great Chief Camilla. In addition, the support troops gathered from various tribes in the Agure Country, in a short period of time, the city turned into a giant, with its population and city size soaring several times.

After the injury healed almost, Camilla left the medical ship in the sky and returned to her city. The down-to-earth feeling made the tribal chief who dominated the forest and the mountains feel at ease. She walked up to the towering walls of Hongyu City, and looked at the direction of the mountain barrier in the cold wind in late winter and early spring. Her cat-like pupils narrowed into two lines in the sun.

In her sight, the mountains were still majestic and erect. The huge sky fortress was slowly crossing the distant ridge. The charred ruins of the red jade forest covered the land at the foot of the mountain. At the edge of the forest ruins were continuous military camps, simple but prosperous temporary markets, and various flying flags.

Every day, countless soldiers gather here, and countless soldiers are dispatched by the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces to the eastern frontline or other areas with distortions. Every day, large areas of land that turned into scorched earth return to the hands of the people of Agule, and the border that once contracted to the feet of Hongyu City is also constantly advancing towards the edge of the wasteland.

Duke Bervin Franklin from the Cecil Empire is now the commander-in-chief of the entire Western Front. The soldiers gathered from various tribes of Augure all obeyed the order of this foreign commander, including Camilla himself, which was unprecedented, but no one on the entire Western Front had any complaints about it.

This is the role of the alliance and the meaning of the "wartime system".

A cold wind blew, and Camilla's pointed ears shook in the wind, but only one stood above her head, while her other ear drooped softly on the side of her head.

Camilla thought about it and tried harder, but there was only one ear standing on top of her head.

The chief sighed, a little sad.

At this moment, footsteps came from not far away, and at the same time, the sound of the human tribe king Wycliffe was very energetic: "Are you fighting your ears again?"

Camilla turned her head and glanced at the tall human king: "The doctor said that my ear needs to be undergoing a minor operation. As long as the operation is completed, it can still stand up."

"Actually, I think it's good to make you look softer now," Wycliffe said casually, turning around and looking into the distance, and holding his hand on the wall next to him. "Look, you're finally starting to pay attention to your appearance now. It's better than just knowing how to cut people with a chopping axe every day."

Camilla didn't care about Wycliffe's words, but just turned her eyes to the other party's special right arm, the alloy shell and the mechanical structure covered by transparent crystals shining in the sun. The slightly hideous and rough shape made the orc chief curious: "...Is it easy to use?"

"What...oh, you said this?" Wycliffe reacted, shook his mechanical arm, and the alloy fingers moved flexibly. "It's okay, the strength is even greater than the original one, and there are many wonderful new features. Except for the feeling of a little weird... everything else is pretty good."

"It looks pretty handsome," Camilla touched her chin and thoughtfully, "I want to cut my arm and change it to you."
Chapter completed!