......

"Did you find anything?"

As soon as Hekzod stepped out of the Twisted Gate, a Promoter Adjutant stepped forward and asked.

"No......" it spread out its palms and looked at it, "I guess the eye guard felt wrong." ”

"This is not uncommon, you can go to the mayfly pond to rest and let your subordinates watch you out. The adjutant paused, "The ...... Lord Vakiriss often soaked in the pool, and his subordinates thought...... It's also not bad for you to relax once in a while. ”

Good suggestion, it wants to soak in the pool when there is nothing to do, close its eyes and feel the mystery and vastness of the realm of consciousness. The problem is that once the Western Front plan goes wrong, the king will not blame the nightmare, but will only pour out all his anger on himself.

The Lord of the Celestial Dome was silent, "It's still too much trouble for you to connect the four Eye Guards at the same time. And now that the plan has reached the most critical time, it is better for me to take control of it myself. This is the last station on the Western Front, and we must not disappoint the king again. ”

At the mention of the king, the adjutant's expression immediately became solemn, "You are right!

No, the only one who is slacking off is the one who spends all day in the pool.

Hekzod thought to himself, expressionless.

Ever since Ersluk was stopped by humans at Tachira, which became the center of gravity of the Western Front, it has done its best and put a lot of effort into everything. The precious eye guards alone even cut down four from the front line in a deceptive manner, so as to ensure that no matter which direction the enemy came from, they could be detected at the first time.

As the keenest observer, the Eyeguard's thousand eyes are not limited by size, distance, and light, and as long as someone sees it, whether it is invisible or separated by barriers, it will be instantly exposed to the Eyeguard's consciousness. And the clansmen who are connected to it can also detect it immediately.

Due to the extremely exhausting process, generally speaking, only after becoming a promoted person is eligible to connect with the eye guard. However, even so, the world observed by the eye guard is extremely complicated, and if you accept it all, you can basically just stand still and do nothing. As such, the Eye Guard will do a preliminary screening of each creature that sees it, and only those that are clearly threatened or behave abnormally will be presented to the Connector.

It was the latter that Hekzod had just felt.

But as the lieutenant said, it's not uncommon for the Eye Guard to give false alarms, after all, the behavior of the creature itself is strange and incomprehensible, just like there are unfathomable people like the king and freaks like the mask in the race. And it's normal for eyes that lack the ability to think systematically not be able to tell each other apart - they sacrifice too much elsewhere to accommodate the pile of eyes that are full of heads. So much so that it obviously has magical powers, but for thousands of years, not a single eye guard has been promoted to the rank of king.

Of course, this does not prevent them from being extremely rare among the entire population, and their birth rate of juveniles is only higher than that of hatchers and soul mothers.

After putting the matter aside for a while, the Lord of the Celestial Dome changed the subject, "How is the recovery of the Tower of Birth done?"

"The construction part has been completed and everything is going well so far. ”

"Very well, come with me and make a round. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

Due to the influence of the Divine Punishment Stone, it could not go directly to the bottom of the valley, and could only walk down the long staircase.

As the altitude drops, the surrounding vision turns scarlet—the result of the mayflies of life floating in the air, and the towering cliffs form natural containers that can easily accumulate with constant supplies. After more than half a year of renovation, the fog vapour concentration in the second half of the rift valley is close to the city level, enough to supply tens of thousands of newborns.

But this was not what Hekzod was all about.

Only by erecting the Tower of Birth on the Veins of the Divine Stone can the Race get rid of the restrictions of transportation and obtain an endless supply of replenishment, so that they can truly establish themselves in this place.

As it descended to the bottom, the blue-purple cold light replaced the sun, and a magnificent stone tower appeared in front of it in the light of the Divine Punishment Pillar.

Rao is Hekzord, and he also felt a shock from the bottom of his heart.

"No matter how many times I look at it, my subordinates still find it a little incredible," the adjutant sighed lightly, "Originally, our clan only had the opportunity to witness the birth of the source of magic on the day it came. ”

"Indeed, but now is not the time for a second battle of divine will. Hekzod nodded.

Yes, this is a Tower of Birth that could not have been here—it doesn't grow from a vein of Divine Stone, it's a mature entity. Although it now had to rely on the massive base of the tower to stay upright, and the grayish-brown mottled tower looked like it was dead, Hexzod knew that this was only temporary, and when the time came, it would be able to reconnect with the veins with the Mother of Souls.

This is the evolution they have received from the Legacy Fragments - in the course of four hundred years, the race has changed dramatically, both in terms of the perception of magic power and the use of magic stones. The most notable of these is their step-by-step effort to break free from the restriction on the mayfly of life.

But there's one more thing it doesn't say, and that's that humans seem to be the same.

Walking into the base of the tower, the Lord of the Celestial Dome saw the Mother of Souls in a state of slumber.

It is the root of everything, and it is also the most important individual in the race, and it will only mature when the divine will appears in the world and the magic power between heaven and earth is the most abundant, and it will be completely fused with the Divine Punishment Primordial Stone. It then takes years to transform the veins from pillars of stone into towers, using their magic to create mayflies that cover the sky and the sun.

When new technology is implemented, this long process is no longer there, and a tower of birth that can be quickly put into use means that the preparation time of the race will be greatly reduced, and with sufficient resources, they can even use the floating as a weapon to quickly convert the enemy's territory into their own habitat.

Around the Mother of Souls, there are nearly a hundred demonless inferior beings, who carefully care for the Mother and take on the work of cleaning and providing for them. And at the bottom of the Great Rift Valley, there are thousands of such inferior beings—through the window of the tower's base, Hexzod overlooks a very busy scene: newborns and tombstones digging passages and carrying supplies, and the Promoters flying around on Boglewingers and passing orders. In the middle of the rift, there stands a row of newly cultivated symbiotes of the Masquerade, and when the order is given, this group of powerful war machines will swarm towards the enemy like a tide. For a moment, it created the illusion that this was the front line of war.

However, this is not wrong, Hekzod thought to himself, if the continental defense line is completely defeated, their future will be bleak, and similarly, if they cannot defeat and devour humanity here, the future of the race will not be bright.

It must win this war for the king!