Regardless of the "aesthetic" abilities of a druid who has studied biochemical technology in the dark sect for hundreds of years, there is one thing Selena Geldon must admit: the "brain" she saw was definitely the most incredible and outstanding biochemical engineering creation she had ever seen in her life.

It appears to be a separate brain, but in reality the "brain" is almost a separate and complete creature, with its own energy cycles, special organs for sustaining floatation and small movements, all hidden in the depths of its bloated and strange "body", its wriggling "tentacles" are not only nerve cords that can connect with the Thorin Giant Tree (or other "interaction target"), but also seem to be some kind of predatory organ when necessary......

It reminded her of something in the Black Forest on the other side of the Dark Mountains, some of the darkest, most twisted, mutated creatures that existed only in the mouths of superstitious hunters and drunken minstrels.

Ordinary people living in a peaceful and everyday life know very little about these dark and terrifying creatures, yet the dark cultists who have lived for hundreds of years have more or less dabbled in the secrets beyond the borders of this civilization.

Selena turned her head and looked into Bertilla's eyes: "Honestly, this brain is a primordial biological sample...... Is it the Nightmare Skull in the depths of the Black Forest? ”

"I don't remember...... Maybe there is, maybe there is also the Soul Eater on the Ancestral Peak? Bertila thought for a moment, a self-deprecating smile on her stiff face, "I can't remember how many things I've devoured and assimilated, and deep within my body there are huge genetic samples that mortal reason can't imagine, humans too, elves too, monsters too...... So no matter how terrifying and twisted the monster is, I can handle it at my fingertips. Aren't you the same? Selena Gerfen - How many of the hearts of the defeated have been bound in your lantern? ”

“…… I've released them all," Selena shook her head after a brief silence, "Alright, let's get back to business - are you sure the thing you made is harmless?" ”

"You can rest assured," Bertila said indifferently, "these things have already undergone a long iterative evolution in my genetic sample bank, and those uncontrollable things have been pruned like superfluous branches and leaves, and this thing in front of you is essentially just a product of the Thorin Giant Tree, in a sense, it is no different from the Thorin Tree you ate for lunch today......

Speaking of this, she suddenly glanced up and down at Selena, who was in a state of psychological projection: "Oh, I forgot, you can't eat now." ”

"......" Selena didn't seem to care about the other party's little teasing, she just nodded after a short silence, "Okay, I believe in your professionalism in this area. So let's talk about this ...... How exactly is the brain used? ”

Bertila looked up at the giant brain floating in the middle of the plaza - or rather, some kind of floating creature that looked like a brain, her mind still connected to this "brain", and under her control, the latter rose slightly so that the neural structure below the "brain" was more clearly visible to everyone.

"In short, I've tweaked its neural connections so that its neural cords can be connected directly to the kind of brainwave amplifier used in the immersion module, and then through the amplifier as a relay, it can create a 'brain domain' within a radius of about a few hundred meters, and the psionic singers in this range will be reinforced in terms of computing power and magical adaptability, and can be directly connected to a higher level of neural network through brain waves, so that the pressure they are under during combat will be greatly reduced. So obviously, we needed to design a dedicated 'vehicle' for this 'brain', putting brainwave amplifiers, extra energy sets and all that stuff on it. ”

Bertilla paused, and then continued: "In addition, if you can, it is best to have another set of biomass circulation equipment - although the 'brain' can run independently for a long time without nutritional supplements, and also has the ability to prey on its own, but considering the rapidly changing situation on the battlefield, the front-line units are likely to not have such a leisurely supply time, so it will be cost-effective to directly use the biomass circulation equipment to provide nutrition to the 'brain'."

"When it comes to specific biochemical technology, I have a ready-made solution here, I just need the help of the magic technicians to integrate it into the vehicle, which should be very simple."

Wendy, who was standing on the side, interjected at this time: "Do you already have an idea about vehicles?" ”

"Yes," Berthira nodded, looking in the direction of Solimburg not far away, where several dragoon aircraft were passing low in the airspace between the canopy and the roof of the castle, and a low buzzing sound could be heard from afar, "After careful consideration, I think the chassis of the dragoon is very suitable - its cabin does not even need to be modified, and the seat and a small part of the partition can be used as a container to hold the 'brain', and since the brain itself can directly control the magic mechanism, the corresponding console in the aircraft is removed." The space left behind the rune stack box can be used to place equipment such as brainwave amplifiers......"

As she spoke, a smile appeared on the face of the former Sect of the Dead Society, even the "incarnation" who was difficult to make an expression was filled with a look of pride at the moment, and it was obvious that she was very satisfied with her own idea.

The time was tight and the task was heavy, and the original step-by-step research plan had to make some changes, and in order to ensure that the psionic singer could be put into practice as soon as possible, she had to seek to adapt some ready-made things to use in the project. Over the past few days, she's been here with the druids and the wizards working on one alternative after another, then one alternative after another, and more alternatives...... What she is proposing now is the result of all these alternatives.

A finished product that can be "pieced together" in a matter of days may not be so good, but it can be pulled to the front line in no time.

Selena, who was holding the lantern, listened carefully to the other party's idea, and after the other party finished speaking, she only thought for a moment before nodding: "I'm sure you've discussed this plan with the magicians, we don't know much about flying machines, but about brainwave amplifiers and neural network technology, the most outstanding experts in the empire are here—we can start at any time." ”

Bertila nodded, her gaze swept over the former Eternal Sleeper priests at the edge of the plaza - many of them were familiar to her, and she had even worked with them more than once in the past many years as a dark priest, and at this moment, the remnants of the two dark cults were once again on the side of cooperation...... Even she, who has completely turned her back on the gods, still has some desire to sigh at the incredibleness of fate.

"I'll lend you this 'brain' from now on, take out your neural networks and brainwave amplification technology, and I'll continue to catalyze the other 'brains' in the chamber, and try to get them into working condition within three days," she looked at Selena Gehr, and her tone was quite serious, "but although I have lent it to you, I still ask you to be as careful as possible, my brain is still useful, and I plan to use them to continue to think about problems after the war......"

Bertila's words made Selena, who had always been calm and breezy, couldn't help but show a strange expression on her face, and her eyebrows seemed to jump: "I thought it would be easy for you to make these 'brains'...... After all, you said that these 'brains' are similar to the Thorin tree fruit. ”

"How is it possible - although they are all the products of giant trees, the brain is many times more complex than the fruit of the Thorin tree, and it is ...... in terms of growth cycle first"

The topic seemed to develop in a strange direction for some reason, and Yuri, who was standing next to him and never spoke, finally couldn't help but whisper to Wendy: "Damn...... I may not be able to eat the Thorin fruit again......"

“…… Please don't say it, I already have a picture in my head......"

……

Towering over Typhon's borders, the banner that fluttered over the castle was no longer the red coat of arms of Typhon - the blue banner fluttered high in the cold wind, the sword and plough emblem embroidered with golden thread, and the frontier fortress was now the forward command center of Cecil's legions, and had been remodeled after emergency repairs and additions.

On a sunny and cold day, Gawain arrived at the fortified fortress located on the front line.

The cold and dry winds of the northern wilderness region blew from the direction of the plains, howling and pouring into the walls of the Winterwolf Castle, and some traces of air raids and arson can still be seen in this battle-hardened fortress - some of the buildings in the outer city are still in ruins, and the walls separating the outer and inner cities have been blackened by the fire of that day, but other than that, its castle area is still intact and has been used as Philip's command center.

In an open corridor in the castle area, Amber looked up at a tower not far away, and she couldn't help but sigh a little when she saw a flag with gold stripes on a blue background flying in the wind over the tower...... That's how we beat it down......"

Philip, dressed in military uniform, stood beside him, and a smile appeared on his face when he heard this: "The Typhonians have launched hundreds of counterattacks, large and small, in an attempt to recapture this fortress, but with the completion of the fortifications and the arrival of subsequent troops, their counterattack has been completely disintegrated, and now even the battle line has been pushed to the Winter Castle defensive belt. ”

Gawain came to the edge of the corridor, leaned on the railing, and looked in the direction of Typhon's control area, his face looking very serious: "Is there any new movement on the Winterhold side now?" Since the last air battle, have there been any large-scale gatherings and transfers of their clerical and battle mage regiments? ”

Amber on the side couldn't help but blink when she heard this: "It's not long since the last air battle, even if it's Typhon, there shouldn't be another 'miracle' in a short period of time, right?" ”

"No, you don't know about Typhon," Philip shook his head, "and only after direct contact will you have a clear idea of the Typhon's 'Legion of Transcendents'. In my opinion, although their last vitality was greatly damaged, if necessary, it would be more than enough for them to perform a few more similar 'miracles' in a short period of time, but ...... They were indeed quiet during this time, and there was no sign of large-scale activity in the Celestial Legions such as the Priest Order, the Battle Mage Regiment, and the Knights. ”

Philip's words did not make Gawain relax, but made his expression a little more serious than just now.

"The front line of Winterwolf Castle has now become a 'land of war', and the Typhonians have created a 'miracle' here, like lighting a fire on a pyre, and there is no turning back or stopping after the fire burns......" he said as he thought, "At this point they suddenly became 'quiet', probably in preparation for the next large-scale official operation." ”

"The last 'miracle' was some kind of experiment?" Amber thought for a moment, "It's like exploring the path before the official action - Rosetta collected the data he wanted from that 'miracle', then he might indeed have to play for real then." ”

Gawain glanced at the half-elf and couldn't help but nod lightly - maybe it usually seemed too babbling, but at the critical moment, this guy's intuitive judgment was still relatively reliable.

After a moment, he looked at his young army commander again: "Philip, have you been influenced by the god of war since then?" ”

"I have always paid attention to mental protection, and we have set up a large number of magic net terminals on the front line to ensure that the soldiers are always within the coverage of the 'human barrier', and under these protective measures, neither I nor the soldiers have been contaminated by the god of war," Philip said immediately, "but we can be sure that the pollution of the god of war is everywhere and has been trying to erode our mental defenses." ”

Gawain's expression was serious: "Did you observe any phenomena?" ”

"Naritiel has picked up traces of 'thoughts' of unknown origin at the edge of the neural network, and there are occasional inexplicable disturbances in the terminals of the magic webs set up in this area, in the form of sudden prayers or majestic proclamations, and there have also been visions of soldiers who were too close to Typhon's control zone and whose mental defenses were weak, and there were mysterious lights in the illusions that lured those soldiers to the gods."

Philip said with a solemn expression.

"These phenomena have raised everyone's vigilance, and now we have stopped pushing forward to the Typhon-controlled area, and we are carrying out group activities every day to strengthen the morale of the soldiers and unite the will of the team, such as group learning and group entertainment in the squad and platoon...... These methods are very effective, at least we can detect the soldiers who are not in the right situation. ”

Gawain nodded slightly as she listened, and Amber next to her couldn't help but shrink her head when she heard Philip mention the "pollution phenomenon", she felt a cool air on the back of her neck, and at the same time, she realized more truly what kind of battlefield this was.

The battle here is not between Typhon and Cecil on the surface, but on three sides, including the power of the god of war—the invisible power that hovers over the land, permeates the entire battlefield like some kind of ghost, it is pervasive, and it is trying to roll up a bigger storm all the time, even here, in this Winter Wolf Castle...... The power of the god of war is on the move.

Thinking of this, she subconsciously raised her head and looked at a small terrace not far away.

In the center of the terrace, the Siren Tyr was coiling himself into a standard mass, sleeping undistractedly.

As an expert in the field of god perception and as a follow-up to contact the Kraken clan in case of emergency, this visitor from the deep sea also followed Gawain to the front line of Winterwolf Castle, and now Amber breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her sleeping on the terrace so peacefully, completely unaware of the appearance of the gods.

Gawain noticed Amber's movement, glanced in the direction of the terrace, and saw Tyr sleeping in the cold wind, and after a little judgment, he thought that the other party should have frozen.

But it wasn't a big deal, the Siren lady would freeze a few times every winter, and then roast it later and come back to life.

He looked at Philip, ready to continue learning about Typhon's recent movements, but just then, a signal soldier suddenly ran up from the other side of the corridor and interrupted what he was about to say.

"Your Majesty! Sir! The Signal Soldier ran up to Govin and Philip as fast as he could, saluted, and said loudly, "Chief Thorderling is back!" ”