It's been more than five years since the Wood Elves reclaimed the Mother Tree of Life, and the Ritatlan Realm has changed dramatically in the past five years.

First of all, in the Western Continent, the wood elves built a huge elven main city with the Mother Tree of Life as the center, relying on natural magic, and they finally ushered in temporary stability after hundreds of years of war.

Because of her outstanding strength and merits, Dinah was valued by the female general and accepted as a student, and she was sure to be the next general of the Natural Legion.

At the same time, the Wood Elves communicated with the delegation further and determined the joint defense front, relying on the information obtained by the delegation in Scarborough, the Gewu Society carried out accurate analysis and positioning, and determined that the collision point of the two worlds was the westernmost part of the Western Continent.

So a long defensive position was built that stretched north and south, and its scale was so large that it split the entire western continent in half.

Of course, such a huge project would not have required the help of the elves, with boulders weighing several tons mined on the spot, and magically driven vines transported and built, and finally reinforced and installed by the Dwarves and Gewu Society.

In addition to the Great Wall-like fortifications, on the periphery of the wall, on the western side, a tree called Vajra was planted.

It is a tree unique to the Western Continent, and when it reaches adulthood, it is like steel and is the toughest plant in nature.

After five years of growth and the catalysis of the elves, the seeds sown at the beginning have now grown into giant trees, which are the first barrier after the two worlds come into contact.

In addition to these two walls, in the rear, a series of cities were built on the land of the Western Continent.

The city is not large, and the center is built according to the standards of the fortress, which is a buffer zone after the two defenses, in this area, even if you cannot resist the enemy, you can slowly retreat, greatly reducing the speed of the opponent's attack.

Behind the buffer zone of the fortress were camps, and under the solemn protest of the elves, the north and south continents used this area as a garrison in accordance with the principle of not destroying the forest as much as possible.

And further back from the garrison is the logistics and command place of the entire Western Continent battlefield.

This area is already the easternmost part of the Western Continent, and the eastern coast is now full of ports, one is to transport supplies, and the other is to ensure that there is no way to retreat, so that they can return to the north and south of the land and block each other with a furious sea.

With such obstacles, even if the other world may not have malicious intent, this option is by no means in the choice of the delegation, and it is a matter of life and death, and must be reciprocated with the utmost malice.

Today's Western Continent is still in full swing every day, in addition to checking the rigor of each defensive position, some corners and corners have not been spared.

In the words of the God of War Pope: I want to ensure that no matter where I am in the battle zone, my warriors can take up arms at their fingertips and let the enemy die, or die with the enemy.

It is not too much to describe the Western Continent at this time as armed to the teeth.

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Hokuriku, the west coast of the Duchy of Solan became a key area, and the tsunami ten years ago was due to the inaction of the Duchy, which did not recover for five years.

In the second half of the last five years, the West Coast has leapt to the point of building more than the borders of the Duchy of Solan and the Kaia Empire.

It's right next to the Tempest Sea, and if the West Continent can't hold it, the West Coast will be the first place to be.

In addition to the regular garrisons to maintain order, according to the joint plan of the various forces, when the two worlds collide, the north and south will dispatch nearly seventy percent of their combat forces to the western continent.

And the remaining forces are simply unable to defend the West Coast, and while everyone is worried about this matter, Gewuhui pats his chest and takes on the defense task here, but the specific plan has not been said much.

For a certain period of time, this caused dissatisfaction among the other members of the delegation, but because they really couldn't find anything wrong with what Gewuhui had done over the years, they gradually chose to believe it instead of pursuing it.

Today's Hokuriku is the territory of mankind, and after five years of painstaking management, almost all major towns and hubs are connected by railroad tracks, and rely on trains to transport supplies, greatly accelerating the union of the whole world.

Not only the Duchy of Solan, but also the Kaia Empire next door is also running at high speed, and the Kaia Empire is rich in coal mines, which provide blood for the operation of the entire Hokuriku.

And in the capital, Tria, the Church of Light is preparing a grand sacrificial ceremony.

This was proposed by Alena, and her strength progress was simply unusual, and now she was basically on par with the Light Sect, or even surpassed him.

But now she has no intention of caring about the threat of Sost, because as her strength increases, she senses that Wells has gone to hell as she is a fallen god.

Therefore, this ritual is ostensibly a prayer to the gods, but in fact it is an attempt by Alena to regain her godhead.

But it's just an attempt.

Thirty years, she also knew the news, whether she explored another world back then, was also one of the reasons for the conflict between the gods, so the sooner she regained her godhead, the better.

At the same time, Sost, who was thriving in Tria, was not idle.

Now he is no longer the hairy young man, but his heart for excitement has not changed, and five years of ups and downs have made him more like an old fox.

And the study of magic has advanced by leaps and bounds, and now he has touched the threshold of level eight, this speed makes him a little frightened, and even suspects that he has taken a fork in the road and gone mad.

But looking at the magic scroll, there is no reason why it will go so smoothly.

In addition to his own strength, in just five years, his underground business has expanded from Tria to half of the Kaeya Empire, and even to the West Coast to transport supplies, coal mining, and railway construction.

And he has also risen from a baron, step by step, to an earl, which is the reason why he deliberately keeps a low profile.

Rich is just one of many adjectives for him.

And he has been in a good mood lately, because he has applied to the king of the empire for a voyage permit to the western continent, which means that he can transport supplies in the name of the empire to and from the northwest during the war.

Transporting supplies doesn't mean much to him, being able to personally participate in the war, and even touch the unknown world is what he wants, well, if the Atlanta world can survive, he is still very willing to write himself into the book for future generations.

What's more, two years ago, he received a letter from Ferrante, and the current situation of this old friend who he hadn't seen for a long time made him sigh and yearn for it.

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Stormy seas

Storms and waves, thunder and lightning are the norm here, but there is one place where the sea is strange, calm as land.

The giant tortoise roaming in the stormy sea seems to be a thing in the sea, and the place where it passes is calm and calm.

Ferrante stood on the mountain with her long sword, and Sophia was silent, just quietly admiring the spectacular scenery.

Ten years have passed, Ferrante does not seem to have aged much, he still looks like a twenty-six or seventeen-year-old young man, but in fact, he is thirty-one years old this year.

Sophia is also well maintained, but her face is a little less immature and more stable.

After a while, Ferrante put away Sost's letter in her hand and handed the back of the letter to Sophia.

"Look, this is the old friend I told you about, I haven't seen him for a long time, although he is older than me, how did he mature like this......? Ahem. ”

On the back, a comical self-portrait of Sost is blurry, and the next Yafanka is even more miserable, and the painter is obviously written by Sost himself.

"Well, it's a little older than you, but it's more like a child than you. ”

Ferrante was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand and laughed: "He's more noisy than a child, okay, it's getting dark, I'll send you back to church, Lord Bishop." ”

Then the two laughed and went down the mountain, so many years of old acquaintances, some long-dormant feelings, have long been a matter of course.

Sophia now knows exactly what Ferrante is going to do, and over the years, there have been more and more people on Ghost Island, and Ferrante's power has become stronger and stronger.

He will definitely participate in the war about the world, and if the world is destroyed, she will accompany him.

But if the world can survive the storm, then Ferrante will definitely bring the frustrated people on the island back to land, and at that time, it will mean a new war......

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In the southern continent, the thinking of the orcs is very simple, if there is an enemy coming, then just fight, and nothing else is useless.

In the past five years, many people have changed in the Orc Council Mountain, many old patriarchs have passed away, and the new patriarchs are all young and strong, and they are not afraid of war.

And it's no joke that all orcs are soldiers, even humans are ashamed of this.

Now the orcs can't help much for the construction of the west coast of the North Continent, and the construction of the West Continent can't take the turn of the orcs to do coolies, but they just send most of the sacrifices there to familiarize themselves with the terrain and various plants and herbs.

Although the elven magic also has a healing effect, they are too few people, and the manpower is exhausted, and all kinds of medicines are the most secure logistics after all, and in this regard, the orcs can be said to be the leader.

At the same time, the orc legions were also stepping up their training and received armor and various weapons from the dwarves.

And it was during this time that a small tribe of orcs welcomed a dwarven friend, who she said was Evernie.

If Sophia was a little heartless in the past, then Evney can be said to be heartless all the time.

Although this kind of temperament is a bit secondary, but the young mentality is very important, at least at the same age, she looks younger than Ferrante and Sost.

In the room at night, Averni, who seemed to be always dusty, breathed a sigh of relief, this small tribe, where it was located, was the last hub of the Demon Seal under the Southern Land.

Ten years! It took her ten years as a girl to travel all over the South Continent!

Much of the terrain of the last epoch had changed, and even with the countless lines in her mind, it was sometimes difficult for her to find the exact location of a hub.

Although she lost the best time of ten years, she still did not regret it, because this was a great mission, a great miracle left by the dwarven ancestors, an ancient magic seal that covered the entire southern continent.

Don't say that she now has a mission to protect this magic seal, even if she didn't, she would have set foot on this path.

For no other reason, because she, Evernie, is a dwarf! a dwarf who always has the spirit of exploration!

This is the spirit and will left by our ancestors, and dwarves were born for this.

Using the oil lamp in the house, Evernie took out the casting hammer with the name 'Lime Oak Shield' engraved on it.

Every time she found a hub, the casting hammer in her hand seemed to send a will, driving her to smash it.

Ten years, she has smashed 5,632 times, each of which prints a map of galaxies above the hub, and today, the last.

She was a little nervous, she knew that when the last galaxy map was printed, this ancient magic seal would regain its 'life' and wake up from its slumber, and her task would be even heavier.

"I will protect you, if there is really no way out, I hope you can protect this world with me. ”

Averney muttered, raising her hand to hammer hard, the ground was not cracked, but a crack-like silver glow was produced.

Countless rays of light spread throughout the tribe, causing the orcs outside to exclaim, and Evernie held the hammer tightly, the tingling sensation reaching her fingers.

Cold sweat flowed down her forehead, her fingers connected to her heart, and she was so painful that she had forgotten how much time had passed.

I only knew that in the end, all the light disappeared, and an invisible wave spread throughout the Southern Continent, making the hearts of all living beings calm.

With a soft snap, the hammer shattered and turned into powder, and countless points of light floated out of it and into Evnie's mind.

Countless messages made her faint instantly, and at the last moment of losing consciousness, only an old voice was heard.

"I, the Lime Oak Shield, have learned all my life, I hope to use it well, and I hope to cherish ......"

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On the same night, in the underground secret room of the headquarters of the Gewu Society, a large number of researchers were working intensively at their desks.

President Kvass wanders through the process, giving guidance from time to time.

"President Kvass, do you think it's okay to design like this?" asked a researcher, holding the blueprint, as he got up.

Kvas frowned and shook his head vigorously: "No, I said that the west coast defense line of the Duchy of Solan is mainly responsible for the Gewu Society, and such a gun structure is not suitable for mass production." ”

"Mass production, Cert., guns have always been our unique new weapons, and if we are mass-produced, ......"

"Now is not the time to think about this, remember, it is mass production, it doesn't need to be complicated, just let people who have never been in contact with it know that the muzzle is outward, just pull the trigger, jam the bullet, blow up the bore, and the barrel overheating factors are all pressed to the standard line, and the warhead can be sent to the battlefield. ”

“...... Be. The researcher reluctantly sat back in his seat.

At this moment, Kvass, who was just about to leave, suddenly froze and suddenly turned his head to look to the west.

Not only Kvass, but also the popes of the major churches, and the top figures of various forces all looked in the direction of the Western Continent at the same time, even Alena and Wells in hell were no exception.

A shockwave was sweeping across the Atlantan Realm from not far away, and the speed at which the Metaverse crashed into it suddenly increased by a section.

And Cassia, who was in a tavern in a small city, put down the newspaper in his hand, stopped his wine glass, and muttered:

"Five years left......