Chapter 1617: Saruman's Gift
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In the New World, Xu Yichen was standing in front of the ashes left behind by the nest master, and he even had some kind of respect for the Tyranid species, not the kind of respect for the enemy, but for the biological miracles that this race had constructed.
From the Witch King to the peddlers and pawns of the New World, all the humans who have seen the living starship will never forget that huge shadow.
Leviathan...
The Witch King Saruman wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and muttered something that if it weren't for today, he would have even forgotten that he still had this ability.
Crying, a unique way for humans to express their emotions, was not removed by the Witch King Saruman when he constructed the Orc, because it also served to protect the lens from wetting.
Maybe that's why the Orcs fled the New World for freedom?
The Witch King Saruman smiled indifferently, as the creator of the Orcs, he had always had a certain attitude of spectatorship towards the defection of the Orcs, and was both curious and gratified by the individual consciousness they displayed.
Saruman cites this sentimentality as a sign of a resurgence of his former humanity, a question of whether this is good or bad for the impending apocalypse.
"Very well, you are now standing at the door of the legend." Witch King Saruman just accurately judged Xu Yichen's current state at a glance: "This step is not a problem for me to worry about, maybe Li will have some other shortcuts, if we can meet again, maybe we can talk about the problem of strong orcs." ”
For the next two days, the Witch King Saruman never appeared again, and with the death of the hive master, the Tyranid Zerg in this world seemed to have fallen into a repair phase, and the swarm that was originally everywhere now disappeared without a trace.
There was no movement inside the Abyssal Mouth, Abraham. Lincoln even joked that he was a little uncomfortable with such a new world, and he didn't know how many generations had grown up with the swarm and died.
Isenger landed on the ground, and a whole army of spellcasters and mechanics arrived in Isenger in an airship, taking over the defenders who were in the recovery period, not only repairing the entire fortress, but also dealing with the large amount of Zerg organism materials that Xu Yichen had 'created' over the past month.
It was hundreds of thousands of bug corpses, but fortunately they didn't need to deal with the remains of the swarm outside the city, and when the swarm retreated, they ate up the remains of the war dead, and there was not a single useful material left.
Xu Yichen rarely had a short break, and Sima Qing from the relevant department was recording everything about him.
He is the first Astarte Monk in human history, and possibly the first player to reach a total level of sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, and even the first player to step into a legend in the future.
These records are extremely important information for the Loess Region, although the end is just around the corner, and there is a high probability that there is no future in this world, but to give up hope is to give up resistance, and in any case the Loess Region will not give up the idea of planning for the future.
Sima Qing recorded Xu Yichen's detailed attributes, various talents, especially the use of psionic energy, which is particularly important, compared with those psionic people in the loess area, Xu Yichen's application and perception of psionic energy has considerable reference significance.
Most psionics have only a vague idea of the sea of psionics, and they are like blind people blindfolded, navigating through the traffic, hoping that their luck will not be run to death.
Xu Yichen, on the other hand, could not only see the environment of the Sea of Psionic Energy clearly, but was even on a safe island, and most of the traffic could not threaten him.
Whether the order psionic energy originally existed, was only discovered by the emperor, or was directly shaped by the emperor himself in the sea of psionic energy, this is the largest research direction of the Loess Academy of Sciences.
The Witch King Saruman left very simply, and the news of his death came even more simply.
"Lord Saruman has died." Selistein walked into the room and said to Xu Yichen with a hint of sadness on her face.
Xu Yichen looked up at Selistein, not fully understanding what she meant.
"The Witch Kings who supported the Maelstrom Project have won another victory, but the Witch King, Lord Saruman, has completely fallen, and he has been buried by the other two Witch Kings." The Silent Sister repeated it again, her tone full of trepidation: "The losses of those who oppose them are even more serious, but I never imagined that one day there would be such a serious disagreement between the witch kings, and they would not hesitate to fight with their lives, I thought they were all eternal..."
"Nothing lasts forever, we just exist longer than most." Witch King Li Dan walked in: "Compared to the sacrifices of this world, our sacrifices are insignificant and meaningless. ”
"All sacrifices are meaningful." Xu Yichen replied calmly, compared with Selistein, he saw the situation in this world more clearly and rationally.
"I hope so, but the war between us, let's not mention it." Witch King Li Dan sighed and handed over a pale green crystal bottle: "Saruman has something to give you before he sleeps. ”
"What is this?" Xu Yichen solemnly took the crystal bottle and looked at it carefully.
"This is a genetic elixir that relieves the fertility problems of the strong orc race, and with your ability, it should be enough to replicate this potion on a large scale." Witch King Li Dan added: "This bottle is the standard measurement, and each strong orc can take it orally once, and it can solve the problems they face." ”
"Didn't he say anything?" Xu Yichen clenched the potion in his hand and asked.
The orc warriors in the Far South may not have expected to one day solve the curse of their own people, but it is now in their own hands, and it is precious.
"Nope." Witch King Li Dan looked at Xu Yichen: "Maybe you are a little disappointed, but it is true, for Saruman, the strong orcs are not his most successful creations, nor the most special one, maybe he thought a lot before he died, but he brought it all to the grave." ”
Witch King Li Dan suddenly laughed: "We have been through too many things, so the last thing I want is that one day in the future, we can crawl out of the grave again and ask him if he has any special feelings for the strong orc race." ”
"I understand, I won't let you down." Xu Yichen once again made a similar promise to the Witch King.
"I almost forgot to mention that you have a special guest who may be visiting you soon, and he has caused us a lot of trouble, but he is always a very interesting person." Witch King Li Dan said suddenly before leaving.
Who the hell is it? Xu Yichen's heart was full of confusion.