The arrival of the witch kings represents the final entrée of this carnival, as if they have crossed over from another world, and the huge portal can be seen from several kilometers away, and more than a dozen witch kings of different forms appear from the other side of the portal.

One of the most eye-catching is the Witch King Planck in the form of an energy cloud, if it weren't for the soldiers in each defense area who had received a group of special guests in advance, I am afraid that the Witch Kings would be greeted by all kinds of long-range firepower.

"Look at this desert, both culturally and artistically, it's terrible and barren." The Witch King Planck, who flashed his optical language, was full of disdain for everything he saw, and as a witch king, he had greater expectations for the ancient Roman Empire.

But everything in front of him disappointed him.

Poulenc could scan the land with spectral radar, and here he saw only straight passages, simple and straightforward industrial design, which was different from the artistic sense attached to human industrial construction, but simply built a shack for the pursuit of efficiency.

Industrial beauty is an emerging artistic pursuit that has only been understood in the New World over the years, and when humans build a machine or a megaproject that has never been seen before, they have in their hearts an ambition to conquer nature, and this ideological impulse is also reflected in the final craftsmanship.

They will not hesitate to spend several times as much effort to smash half a mountain for a perfect right angle, but for the robots, they will calculate which is more cost-effective to consume energy to do so or to take an unsightly detour.

The place where the intelligent machines live is obviously not in line with the aesthetics of human beings.

"We're here to act as batteries, and the tool people don't need to speak." Witch King Tesla knocked on the space where Planck was: "Let's go quietly on this last journey." ”

Planck turned orange-yellow, a sign of displeasure, and the other witch-kings seemed to be happy with the petty quarrels.

Having just experienced a civil war that killed each other, the Witch Kings were getting easier and easier on this path to the end of their lives, as if the burden that had been weighing on them for thousands of years was being removed.

Witch King Li Dan's back was much straighter, and although the surging energy in his body was still destroying the body, he didn't want to leave others with a weak image in the last hours of his life.

"The clouds rise and fall, the vicissitudes of a thousand years, I have waited for so long, just for this moment." Witch King Li Dan looked at the tall tower in the distance, his gaze swiped downward, and he also saw the main body of the bottomless maelstrom: "These iron men probably didn't expect that this time they could find an existence like Xu Yichen as the core of the maelstrompool. ”

"Until now, no one has been able to determine whether that variable is the variable that can really change our world, or the variable that the evil gods have put in." Saruman remains skeptical about the Maelstrom project: "Probabilistically, the latter is more likely. ”

"If that's the case, let's regret it the next timeline restart." With another portal being opened, the Witch King Xu Fu walked out of the door, and on the other side of the portal was the busy Bianjing City: "Anyway, we don't care about one more time, do we?" ”

Compared to other witch kings, Xu Fu obviously had a rather pleasant time in the past.

In the past few months, Xu Fu has not only communicated with the new dynasty about Xu Yichen, but also assisted the new dynasty in excavating several relics left over from the pre-Qin era at various sites, most of which are weapon relics.

Xu Fu didn't know how useful these things would be in future wars, but doing so always made him feel that he hadn't come in vain.

Behind the Witch Kings, rows of strong orc soldiers poured out of the portal, like machines, marching in a fairly tight formation.

Players in the Loess Region are no strangers to Orc Warriors, many of whom have served in the Far South, and some of the Orc Warriors who have excelled in the Far South have been rewarded for traveling to the Loess Region.

But they've never seen a real 'one-handed' orc, these have only just risen from the nutrient tank, and the orcs who have been in the field for less than a year are closer to the intelligent unit than the creatures, they don't talk to each other, they don't disobey orders, and they almost even breathe at the same frequency.

Behind the orcs was a group of nuns in heavy armor, their faces full of seriousness, they deliberately kept their distance from the orcs, and seemed unwilling to breathe the same air as each other.

And they are also very dissatisfied with the men who appear around to watch them, there is no such frivolous man in the New World who dares to whistle at them, and this group of nuns who are at least at the level of grandmothers do not even want to provoke the caster.

One of the Grand Nuns activated the fire-breathing circle on her wrist, and a fire-snake several meters long erupted from her wrist: "Stand back!" You pigs! We are the shield of the witch king, the sword of the new world! ”

The players in the Loess District discussed with each other, thinking that these women who didn't look easy to mess with must be the first to die in the war, and those who were too extreme would not please in the face of Chaos, and then they responded to the nuns with their military flamethrowers with a thirty-meter-long fire dragon.

Now they know who the boss is.

Xu Yichen smiled helplessly at Selistein, he understood the behavior of these soldiers in the Loess Region, these soldiers gave up everything in reality and were reduced to come here, guarding a building they didn't know the purpose of, it was their duty to obey orders, but the doubts and pressure in their hearts also existed.

Selistein came with the Witch King, and she kept her promise to accompany Xu Yichen into the maelstrom.

The witch kings glanced in the direction of Xu Yichen from a distance, and under the leadership of the general, they entered the underground base of the ancient Roman Empire, where the staff officers were waiting for them, and for the witch king, there was no need to meet Xu Yichen again.

No matter what world they are in, the Witch Kings are a group of 'superfluous' beings, and for many Witch Kings, it is undoubtedly the best outcome to finally contribute to the last glimmer of hope for humanity, or the Witch King Li Dan convinces all the Witch Kings who disagree - the opponents have either been buried or have acquiesced to it.

The whole world was reduced to a battlefield, but at least in the ancient Roman Empire, humanity seemed to have the upper hand.

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