At the same time, in the eastern part of the New World, in the center of the barren wasteland, a number of simple buildings similar to storehouses were spread out, and occasionally dotted with a few stone towers that seemed to have been hastily built, forming a rudimentary form of a city that was a little better than the refugee shack area.

A group of mages were clustering around someone, pointing at the top of a stone tower near the center of the city.

These magicians had a completely different temperament from the magicians on the Mithniaian side, and instead of the mage robes with wide robes and large sleeves of the old days, they wore mage robes that were knee-length and had sleeves that were very easy to move. He was not wearing a tall peaked mage hat, but a short-brimmed mage hat that was close to a straw hat.

They didn't have the various trinkets of the magicians on them, just the wide belts on which they were draped with various magicians. The most conspicuous thing is a long and rectangular leather bag, which contains their magic terminal, which is a mobile phone.

The magicians didn't carry the clumsy two-handed staff, they all used one hand to hold or pinch a small wand similar to a whip, just looking at the outline, not much different from the Magister of the Red Union.

But compared to the Red Union Magister, who is basically dressed in plain clothes, they are still too eye-catching.

They did not abandon the embellishment of status, the materials of the short robes were very high-quality, the embroidered patterns on them were also colorful, and some of them were draped in light veil in the style of traditional mage robes.

Their belts shone with the brilliance of gold and jade, and the gem at the tip of their wand shone brightly, not a slime orb.

Their conversation also matched their clothes very well, they were all loud and loud, and even played a amplification broadcast from time to time, for fear that others would not hear their words. Like the vendors shouting and selling in the bazaar, they are in stark contrast to the quiet and reserved noble magicians of Misnia, who are always elegant and elegant.

"We've got to stick together!

In the midst of the tumult, the man in the center finally couldn't help but raise his wand, erasing the voices of the others, leaving only his words echoing at the top of the tower.

"Thank you for being the first to answer the call to build a workshop here, but that's not enough!"

It was Zolde Mildern who spoke, and he still didn't give up on his plans after failing to get sponsorship from Lochifos.

Gather the low- and middle-level mages scattered in Norton and Redstone, and move the entire Tallinn Society to the New World.

This means tens of thousands of magicians, thousands of magic towers, and thousands of small and medium-sized magic workshops whose business scope covers various fields such as people's livelihood, transportation, military, and information. At that time, the magic city that will develop will inevitably be very grand, and the industrial radiation will also be very broad, and the Flying Boat City will be a demigod compared to it.

For the sake of the close relationship between the Santarin Society and the Academy of Magic, Hathaway did Zelder a great favor, not only pulling him into the Salvation Platinum League as his supernumerary henchman, but also getting him a separate plot. However, Hathaway still has to relocate his own New Ted City, and his money is also very tight, and the rest is up to him.

The members of the Santalin Society were not unwilling to huddle together to keep warm, and when the Brinto fleet and the Red Union fleet confronted each other in the sky above Feizhou City, their Feizhou troops looked at the sky and sighed, and at that moment, the feeling of being a man for a knife and a fish for himself was extremely strong.

However, compared with collective and individual interests, the century-old plan is obviously more realistic than the immediate abacus.

If Zolde can bring in sponsorship, it doesn't require them to contribute much capital, and it's okay to be tough.

You must know that most of them relied on the joint communication network project of the Dawning Empire back then to have their own magic towers, and the property rights are not complete.

Finally, taking advantage of the spring breeze of the war to earn some money, they were busy expanding the scale and renovating the workshop, and as a result, the goddess of order was going to destroy the world.

Originally, I couldn't count on the ferry ticket, but now that there is hope on the side of the platinum dragon god, of course they all ran over.

The problem is that the relocation cost of the magic tower is not ordinarily high, the original magic well core can be dug out and reused, but there must be special protection and shielding measures to pass through the portal, and this split pin will consume most of the small workshop owner's savings.

Zolde didn't get sponsorship, and everyone couldn't get up, so they had to accept another option, which is actually the direction that many people are working for.

The great nobles and the great magicians have all stretched out their hands, and it is impossible for them to pack everything in the Old World, especially the people who help them to work, and it has become a choice for them to win over the magicians of the Santarin Society and let them attach themselves to their wings.

At present, those who can follow Zolde to inspect here are willing to develop an industry here, which is already very important to Zolde's favor, and not many people are willing and able to move all their family business here. Most of them have made an agreement with the corresponding nobles and great magicians.

"Little Baslayan ......"

Everyone was hiding from Zold's gaze, and he had to find the henchmen he had cultivated, who was supposed to be the one to be trusted.

Little Baslayan said with a bitter face: "My capital has been invested in the magic crash school, His Excellency Lohiphus is staring at me, and His Majesty Rana is also staring at me, and I don't have the spare energy to build our Santarin City." ”

Zolde gritted his teeth: "So...... You chose New Tangus, and you chose to hug the thighs of those imperial nobles?"

Little Basrayan craned his neck and said with a shy face: "Zold, if I have a choice, of course I will choose this place." But it's not an option right now, and even the portal hasn't been built yet. ”

The others nodded their heads and buzzed.

This planned "Santalinn City" has a terrible environment, the terrain is not bad, and the magic veins are also very weak, but for the magician retail investors who were rooted in Norton before, it is quite passable.

However, Zolde didn't see much investment here, and the city didn't just have to build a magic tower here, and a lot of public facilities had to be built. So far, I haven't seen anything except a few large warehouses for low-level magicians and even civilians to live, as well as some tidyed ground.

Zelder glared at little Baslayan fiercely, and the other party tried to put up a forced smile, and then glanced at the others, all avoiding his gaze.

He understood, whether this was a pit or not, only if he jumped down first, someone would follow him.

All kinds of thoughts swirled around in his mind, and Zolde gritted his teeth: "Isn't it a portal?

In front of everyone, he completely let go, and with a wave of his hand, he touched out a large pile of gems that shimmered with white light, causing people to shout.

"Even the life-saving space stone, I took it out!"

Zelder beckoned to the deacon behind him: "Put it in the magic well and build the portal immediately!"

Little Baslayan had nothing to say, stomped his feet and took out a large pile of high-grade magic crystals, stuffed them into Zolde and said, "President, you can arrange it as you like! I can't push down the invitation from the Grand Duke Tangus, but he can't control it if he builds his own magic tower here!"

Others also donated, although there are not many people who actually settle in, basically chasing the investment in the workshop, or putting their families and people here, but it is much better than the previous scene.

"Not enough at all!"

When the people dispersed, Zolde rubbed his forehead, and his mind flashed to the figures of Archduke Tangus, Hathaway, and Richie, and a deep sense of frustration.

He had been catching up with the tide of the times, just as he had first come out in the Supreme Council Hall of the Storm Isles, feeling that he was clearly on the cusp of the times, and the next wave came unexpectedly and buried him.

"What did I do wrong?

The flame called Unwilling rose again in his heart, burning him so much that he could hardly breathe.

is reviewing life, communication access, it is actually Rowanna.

"Misnia ......"

Zelder sneered: "Led by Simbner, the remnants of the Golden Family and the henchmen have reunited, do you think you can be regarded as your own by them?"

"They even ostracized Hathaway, thinking that they could join forces with the great nobles and share the power of the New World. ”

"For Bahamut, they are rightful rulers of the past, and of course they will look to them. Those great nobles also have the name of the Dawning Empire, and after the Goddess of Order resets the world, this empire will still be favored by the Goddess of Order. ”

"So I won't be there, yes, I refuse to go!"

When he said it categorically, he was still muttering in his heart, but unfortunately Hathaway was not interested in those people, otherwise if he stuffed himself in, he would be able to sing against Simberner on the same stage, why squat in this dilapidated place and work a bunch of poor acids?

Rowanna naturally hesitated and asked what to do.

Zold's eyes rolled, and he suddenly realized that this was a good opportunity.

"Rowanna, what do you think...... Is the New World really safe?"

"Looking at the movements of the Red Union, they are not in a hurry at all, and the construction of the Old Continent has not stopped at all. ”

"That's right, the Red Union may not be able to win against the Goddess of Order, but who knows how the Goddess of Order will restart the world?"

"Grapevine?"

Hearing that the other party's will was wavering, Zolde curled the corners of his mouth and said, "The news I have exchanged here has never been gossip, you know, don't forget who I am." ”

"It's not safe anywhere Rowanna, so ...... In the words of the Red Union, the cunning rabbit three holes. ”

"yes, I'm just working on this, a stable, secret portal. ”

"I'm about to talk to Hathaway and Richie about it, they ......"

"You're going to put ...... into this?"

"Okay, I'll help you again, I'll tell them. ”

At the end of the communication, Zolde was silent for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Bring Rowanna here, and all the troubles will be solved.

The rhetoric he made up just now was really powerful, and Zolde admired his quick wit.

Wait a minute......

The smile faded as Zolde gasped.

The more I think about what I just said, the more I think it makes sense?

..................

In the Tinneway plane, in the newly-born crimson life kingdom, the world tree that runs through the heavens and the earth, connecting countless floating lands together, seems to be twitching, and it is like a huge heart is buried, and it is driving the entire kingdom of God to tremble in a certain gentle rhythm.

"Turn back! you're distracted again, Karin!"

"What is it that you have gouged out this time? limb mimicry?"

"Don't worry about it, first throw the magic model into the buffer pool and deal with it uniformly!"

"This thing is a kind of change technique, adjust the details, simplify the point link, and it can be pressed into three levels. ”

In the soul space centered on Karin, the spirits of the Silk Witch and the Heroic Witch Yardong are flying up and down inside, sorting out the various changes caused by this new god.

The biggest change in Karin's becoming a god is naturally that the red network has been greatly expanded, and most of the obstacles between the power of gods and demons and spiritual power have been eliminated. Many druids, rangers, and rangers who were originally believers in life or nature relied on their belief in pain and fate to access the red web, and now they have finally regained their rightful life supernatural powers.

For example, Ata, she just turned a few times in the soul surge that erupted after Karin became a god, and she picked up a lot of life magic and returned to the legendary level.

However, when Karin was in school at the Obsidian Witch Academy, she slept in class, took blank exams, and often stomped classes, failing even the basics. Suddenly became a god, confused about his own situation, and couldn't grasp the life magic at all, so that the information of the magic model was like overflowing milk, spilled everywhere in the red net, seriously affecting the crimson transcendents of other departments.

Of course, it's not just the negative impact, everyone sees a new life world from the life magic that Karin spilled out.

Not to mention the transformation technique, it only belongs to the trait ability of the life department. It's just a branch of the Alteration Technique, "Mimicry", Karin has now summed up sixty-eight changes, and is heading towards seventy-two changes, with the ultimate goal of one hundred and eight changes.

All kinds of flesh-based reinforcement techniques have aroused great interest from other transcendents, such as "two hearts and four lungs", "mechanical organs", "bone reconstruction", and so on. Kane said that the hell barbarians, and even all the commandos, have cultivated this system of life magic, making their bodies stronger and giving them a greater advantage in gang jumping and close-quarters combat.

Xiaohong had no choice but to dispatch the Silk Code Farming Group and even the Heroic Spirit Farming Group to help Karin sort out the magic model, and when she sorted out a perfect system, she would promote the red network three links, and the transcendent could change jobs freely.

Little Red didn't care about cleaning up this stupid god roll, Karin still had an important task on her shoulders.

She was trying to probe the branches of the World Tree into the main plane barrier, finding a way to penetrate the barrier and connect with the Heart of the Silver Moon.

"It's hot, it's cold, it's painful!"

"I've lost another tentacle!

"How can this membrane be pierced? it's thicker and tougher than mine, and its regeneration ability is even stronger!"

"I know, I know, I'm just looking for a gap to get into. ”

"But my roots are at least thirty meters thick at the thinnest, you call that thing a needle?"

Karin screamed in her soul space, and Silk and the Immortal Witches ignored her.

Xiaohong's projection reprimanded: "What's so difficult? I think how many days I was busy with singing and dancing in order to get into the Storm Islands' secondary mask!? Now that you have ready-made experience and the support of the whole team, your conditions are much better than mine!"

Karin's humanoid spirit maintained a tense posture with its limbs wide open and each toe apart, and exclaimed, "That's just a secondary plane mask, now it's for me to drill the main plane barrier!"

The delicate spirit floating next to it emitted a blazing purple light, it was Vicky.

"I've figured it out!"

Vicky said eagerly: "Even if you penetrate the barrier of the main plane, from the barrier to the surface of the empty sea, there is still a forbidden demon area of more than 20,000 kilometers, which is a more primitive containment area than the ordinary forbidden demon area, and it is impossible for Karin to dock with Finney." ”

Karin screamed first, "Have I been busy for so long in vain?"

And then he roared, "No! I'm going to have to poke a hole in this thing!"

"That's it!"

Xiaohong stopped Karin and asked Vicky, "What should I do then?" Didn't you say that the Dawning Starport hadn't been cleaned up yet, and you couldn't be sure if it could be repaired, and I don't know if there would be enough power to transmit the Heart of the Silver Moon after repair?"

Vicky's spirit was surrounded by countless data, pulsing with equations, curves, and dioramatures, and after a moment she said, "It's really uncertain, we can't pin our hopes on Starport." Therefore, there is an alternative, and Sister Xiaohong's previous experience can be fully used. ”

After seeing the plan shown by Wei Ji, Xiaohong smacked her tongue: "This is a big project with twists and turns." ”

Karin exclaimed, "I didn't eat the Devil Fruit again, can my body pull like that?"

With a snap, a divine thunder exploded a large piece of rose gold on Karin's head, and Xiaohong said angrily: "You are now a more powerful existence than the ancestor, can't you do this little thing?"

Karin shrugged: "No matter how much the bull breaks, it is a tree, and I am like Finney, and the hearts of the gods are trees." ”

"Then Finney should not rush into retreat," Vicky said, "let her stretch her body and make up for the distance that Karin may not be able to have." ”

The planet model of the main plane was projected, and after looking at the distance of three points, Xiaohong said: "If it's really not enough, we will work together at that time, don't forget that we still have millions of comrades." ”

When Li Qi was away, Xiaohong was very serious most of the time, she clenched her fist and waved it vigorously: "Now the strength of the enemy and us has only undergone major changes, and we can only achieve a fundamental turning point by sending the Heart of the Silver Moon out of the main plane, everyone-work hard!"

The Silks, the Heroic Witches, and Vicky's spirits all clamored and vaguely groaned at Karin, "You, you tap! Cramps!"

..................

The storm dragged on and on, and it seemed to be lost up and down, left and right.

manipulated his little white dolphin and plunged his head into the depths of the storm, and the co-pilot shouted in horror: "Captain!

Dekker said disapprehantly, "I'm right on the side...... Look, don't go in. ”

Saying this, the white dolphin plunged headlong into an even more violent storm.

The communication also became blurred, and only the angry calls of the political commissar could be faintly heard, and soon a bunch of noisy background sounds remained. Even with the support of a communication relay ship, it is difficult to maintain unimpeded communication in such a frenzied storm.

was not reckless, and after four days of intense searching, not only did he not find the missing black whale and ghost shark, but he also lost another white dolphin.

If it was all caused by the storm, how could it have sent some signals for help before the disaster, but these warships and fighters were all silently lost.

The Second Fleet has moved from a state of training to a state of combat readiness, although the cause of the incident was reconnaissance training. If it weren't for the boredom at first, this would not have happened, but no one complained and was dissatisfied.

Because up to Linde, down to and ordinary officers and soldiers, there is a guess.

What needs to be done now is to confirm the suspicions.

Decker formed a search team with friendly warships, and used the most stupid zoning search method to detect human flesh and dispel the fog of war little by little.

The white dolphin rushed into several storm-intertwined vortices and stopped at the relatively calm central eye of the storm.

The eye of the storm was changing all the time, and the white dolphin was about to grab the tail of the river and rush out, when a strange light slipped through Deke's eyes.

In an instant, every hair on his body, every thought in his head, and every particle in his soul exploded.

He shouted in horror: "Run——!"

The storm suddenly boiled like a pan of oil, condensing into a pitch-black, huge dragon head.

The vortex turned into a huge tongue that was bubbling with black gas, and the white dolphin was swept into the dragon's mouth like a frog swallowing a fly.