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"The thicker the armor, the safer, and the more turrets, the more equal. ”

"The rate of fire is the hope for success, and the hit depends on a strong faith. ”

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The fragments of long-ago memories resurfaced, Aldrich Triss extracted and peeled off the unscientific parts of it, tried to replace it with arcane deconstruction, and found that it could not be materialized in a short time, and immediately handed it over to the ship spirit girl.

Christine happily took over the job, she found that she was finally useful, but the scaled-down version of the computing power was not ideal, and after getting the permission of Master Triss, she immediately teleported to the mage tower itself.

Before the Kirov airship landed at Gushan's house, Aldrich Triss obtained the blueprints of the first multi-turret steam vehicle, as well as a miniature mock-up of the illusion, which was specially amplified for future battlefield demonstrations.

The icy rivets connected to the surface of the armor with a steel sheen, the twin heavy guns in the front, the movable rapid-fire guns on the flanks to ensure long-range and medium-range firepower, and the multi-barreled mortars in the rear reminded Aldrich Terris of the unstoppable charm of the Katyusha.

When the thirty-six-barreled cannon roared neatly, even the all-steel steam chariot itself was somewhat unable to withstand such a strong recoil until it was adjusted to intermittent rotational output.

Unfortunately, the roar of the artillery was silent, and the ship's spirit girl intimately supplemented the illusion technique, and the deafening thunder roar, accompanied by the whistle of the steam engine, the violent eruption of heat and the smoke of the artillery fire were completely mixed, hiding the artillery heavy chariot that had not yet been officially born in a breathtaking fog.

"Not enough, far from enough!" the leftover knight shook his head slightly, the model had been made well enough, but unfortunately it still didn't meet all his requirements.

Aldrich Triss was silent and did not say anything, but anyone in their right mind could tell that his thoughts were the same as those of a doppelganger.

Even Taring Christine herself wanted to deduce out of thin air the multi-turret helicarrier that Master Tris remembered as breaking through the gravitational circle of stars, which was a very difficult thing.

Without the unbridled imagination of humans, she had to take the common four-wheeled wagon as a base, and add additional elements such as a steam engine, a plurality of turrets, and rivets to connect armor.

Aldrich Triss knew the limitations of the times, so she temporarily forgave her close assistant Christine, and this gentle emotion and forgiving attitude was transmitted to the Taling body through the Ship Spirit Maiden, and she was deeply disturbed by her lack of deduction ability, and immediately set about adding more computing modules to herself.

It's time to show your worth!

The mage Tataring, who has no moral and legal constraints, immediately mobilized the increasing reserves of the concentrated energy pool, and according to the Book of the Dead provided by Master Triss and entered into the memory bank, he transformed an undead servant into a wanderer with the power of shadows, and gave it the task of collecting precious metals such as adamantite gold, mythril, and fire copper suitable for making arcane wonders, as well as various rare gems.

"The old mansion of the Tris family has the eyeliner of the major strengths to install and buy, even if the knight's manor of the fiefdom cannot ensure absolute safety, test the production of multi-turret steam heavy chariots, and the most suitable location is the secret realm in the forest. ”

The leftover knight quickly understood, and nodded lightly in agreement, after all, he was the only doppelganger who could wield Thor's hammer, the death knight of the world of All Souls' Day, due to the relationship of the heroic contract, there were traces of some Styx ferrymen, and he could even be taken over by him, even if he had greeted him in advance, Aldrich Triss would not be secretly guarded.

"Your Highness the Reindeer King, in the depths of Fairytale Town, Tallinn started the wizarding version of the Arcane Industrial Revolution, apparently stimulated by the Styx ferryman. With an increasingly strong industrial base and an incomparably strong team of spellcasters, it's time to join in. ”

"The pilot workshop is in Tallinn in Fairytale Town, so it's no problem at all, it's my home turf after all. The Knight of the Leftover Eggs said yes very simply, let go of his hand and let the hammer fall to the ground, and after saying goodbye to Aldrich Triss, he adjusted his mind and easily entered the secret realm in the forest.

Reaching out and holding it in a false hand, Thor's hammer disappeared and came into the hands of Aldrich Tris, and since embarking on the road to immortality, he once again came into contact with the theocratic weapon of the old Odin god system of the Thunder King.

"Crackle!" A flash of electric spark, like a shark smelling blood, swooped fiercely towards Aldrich Tris's immortal fountain, easily breaking through layers of interception and restrictions, and unexpectedly entering the core.

The chant is a bright mountaintop hall, the stress defense mechanism has long been activated, thousands of turrets, reflecting the bright sky of the stars, billions of brilliance are cast into one, and the pure mechanized fortress is armed like an ancient metal-skinned titan god, and thousands of cannons are aimed at the aliens who invade this place, ready to occupy the source of immortality.

Not to be outdone, the enemy of the giants who left behind their secret hands in the Thunderhammer shows the passing scene of the heyday, the body of a god sixteen miles high, like the highest spine of the world, Banduras.

Dark clouds filled his chest, and from time to time golden thunder bloomed, a manifestation of anger and strength. The blue feathers of the Winged Helmet flowed with a bitter cold wind, and he had always been so ruthless to his enemy, Thor's blue eyes seemed to be filled with the waters of the endless ocean, and it was difficult to extinguish the angry flames in his heart even if he gave it all, and his steel needle-like beard stood straight at the roots, like a forest of guns shining with a terrifying cold light.

It's a pity that his origin is extremely weak, and some of his figures are faintly and almost transparent, especially from the waist down, and there is hardly any substance.

"The reindeer king secretly countered and used the thunder hammer to set off the elemental tide of the pan-continent, and the power of the vast storm inside was exhausted, otherwise the awakened Thunder King would not be so weak. ”

The core of the temple guarded by tens of millions of turrets and billions of radiance, the five-meter-high golden statue opened its eyes as bright as the morning star, and the terrifying giant god of the highland not far away, the immortal of the supreme throne of the old era, wanted to take everything from him.

"Is it possible?"

When the enemy of the giants took advantage of the gap to come to the immortal fountain of the new gods, faced an opponent who was only waist-high, and in the blink of an eye, he showed an armed fortress comparable to the titan titan god, knowing that the chances of victory were extremely slim, but he would rather give up everything in order to seek his place in the new era.

The right hand was held weakly and tried to summon the Thunderhammer, but unfortunately he had been manipulated by the Reindeer King before, and since then he has been "polluted" by the source of virtue, and he does not listen to his call, or does not want to intervene in this battle.

"Roar!"

Thor let out an angry roar, and his clenched hands instantly condensed golden thunder, and the price of no immortal source was immediately revealed, and his figure was faint again, and he had to consume the source that maintained his existence.

"It's too slow, it's too slow! The arrival of a new era has already sounded the clarion call for a new type of war, and even if the divine war between the immortals, the divine power and thunder without any new ideas, the preparation time is too long. ”

There was only one grand sound between heaven and earth, thousands of large-caliber artillery, the roar shook the stars in the sky, and the endless fire of destruction erupted from the barrel of the cannon, drowning the golden thunderbolt and covering the sixteen-mile-long body of the Thunder King.

"Alas......"

A long sigh is like a declaration of joy and pain issued by a traveler who has gone through a long journey to reach his destination and let go of his heavy burden.

The shattered Thunder King's divine body, the burst of electric arcs gradually subsided, and under the brilliance of hundreds of millions of turrets, the immortals of the old era finally returned to nothingness.

The long river of time washed by, quietly erasing this trace of unwillingness to pass, but one of the golden crystals the size of wheat grains shone brightly, which was actually a fragment of the Godhead crystal that was extremely hidden.

Aldrich Tris didn't look at it, he just stretched out a finger and flicked it away from the immortal fountain that repelled the core, making sure he wouldn't be polluted.

At the same time, in the middle of the forehead, a few crystal flakes slowly flew out, and the thunder hammer kept trembling, and then gradually calmed down, obviously this extremely spiritual artifact had accepted reality.

Regaining his consciousness, Aldrich Tris let out a cry of danger, looked up to see the Godhead crystal on the verge of disintegration, and struggled to wield the thunderhammer of destruction and rebirth to completely annihilate it.

A whimpering sound sounded all around, and gradually faded away to an unknowable and mysterious place, Aldrich Tris, who had experienced it, immediately understood that it was a deeply hidden secret realm, and immediately remembered the last dinner party of the Three Kingdoms of the North Sea, the chief storm knight who had appeared in front of him, his belt and gloves were said to be from the Lightning Palace.

"If you haven't completely died, there may be a very terrible opponent in the future, but as great as Him, it is impossible to recover after losing everything. ”

Aldrich Triss was the first challenger to embark on the road to immortality, and he won in spectacular fashion to complete the return of the king.

When he returned to the old mansion in the Lonely Mountain, the eyeliner and spies inside and outside thought that the Virtue Knight was just cruising in the sky as usual to relieve his boredom, and he did not expect that the "Leftover Egg Knight" and the main body were replaced.

Even Mrs. Lovette, who was waiting to give birth in the hot spring hall of the Triss family, did not find anything abnormal, as for the people outside, even the master of the eight leaves with extraordinary wisdom, there were only doubts and puzzles, after all, during this time, Thor's hammer had repelled too many spies.

Soaking in the large baths and letting the milky hot spring water wash away the dust of the long journey, Aldrich Triss is soothing and relaxed, enjoying a rare free time.

At some point, a pair of soft hands put on his shoulders from behind, and he instinctively realized the identity of the person who came, and continued to close his eyes and enjoy the massage techniques.

After a while, Aldrich Triss felt that the strength of his fingers was somewhat lacking, and immediately shouted to stop: "Enough!"

Turning around in the water, the person who came was indeed a pregnant Lovit, with swollen hands and feet, swelling like a face, and the graceful curves were gone, and even walking around was a little inconvenient.

But Aldrich Triss still loved her, loved her consistently, and even the rumors that were circulating outside did not detract from Lovette's status in his heart.

"You're still as beautiful as ever!" Stepping out of the large bath, the water of the hot spring evaporated in an instant, and the angular body like a marble statue looked at Lovette Tris's eyes.

"Quick...... Put on your bathrobe!" she buried her head in her chest with some shame, and then she remembered to look around and see that there were no servants around, and gasped for breath with worry.

"Do you still need to wear clothes in your own home?"

Aldrich Triss gently stroked his wife's high lower abdomen, and he could feel the exuberant life of the little one inside.

"Ouch!" Lovette Triss snorted painfully, and couldn't help frowning, there are still three days before the due date, why is it suddenly advanced?

Despite his lack of experience, he had a hunch that he was never wrong, and Aldrich Triss immediately shouted: "Come on, Madame is about to give birth." ”

Lovet Triss endured the joy of pain, and thought that her husband's now naked body would not be seen by the servants, and that it would affect the image of the knight of virtue, and she spoke in a commanding tone.

"Get dressed. ”

Aldrich Triss was stunned for a moment, then smiled happily, "Yes, dear lady. ”

He stretched out his hand and shook it, and the milky white hot spring water seemed to be sucked up by a tornado, quietly coming to his body, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a silk robe as white as silver, and the hem and foam burst at once, obviously such a magical construction technique was not perfect.

Aldrich Tris didn't have time to explain that this was the perfect state of the Spray Foam Robe, and the servants waiting outside the spa had already rushed in at the command, and although the time had not been right, everything was ready.

Despite the taboo of childbirth, Aldrich Tris, who stayed in the delivery room all the time, held Lovit's hand and gave her confidence and care, and finally survived the critical and dangerous period.

The crystallization of the love between the two, the long ten-month gestation, came to the world through the door of life, and the cry of the baby on the ground resounded in the delivery room of the hot spring hall.

"Boy!" Aldrich Triss laughed, for having an orthodox heir would only strengthen the cohesion of the family, and that it would be strong to cling to its own power and individuality, and to see the hope of continuity and be strong-willed.

The astonishing news soon spread through the channels of eyeline, spies, spies, and intelligence brokers, to the city of Eastwood, and even to the vast cities of the Western Zollverene.

Even the political enemies and rivals of the opposing camps had to admit that Aldrich Triss was highly respected when it came to production.

As for his companions and friends, they were relieved to receive this good news that a healthy male heir would strengthen Aldrich's position in the Tris family, and according to the existing strength, it would no longer be possible to change the fact that the branch had entered the family.