Orka retracted his hand like lightning, and appeared at the very end of the mine in a flash, picked up a shovel and smashed it into the stubborn rock wall, a deafening ding sound resounded through the small space, and between the gaps in the sound, the cold Gremel in his hand heard Orka's snorting in a daze—

"I'm sorry...... I'm a demon ......"

Seven thousand two hundred and twelve hours later.

The surrounding rocks are the hardest colored quartz stones, and it only takes a few tiny hand-cranked lamps to illuminate this passage. They were already one hundred and fifty meters away from the mine, and Orka had drawn a few small wind magic arrays to ventilate them.

The point of light on the face of the Dignity Ring became clearer and clearer, and although it was not bright, at least it was not as erratic as it had been. They had already arrived at the calculation position, and they only dared to use small hands to shovel and pry off the crystal single crystal with the three colors of purple, blue and black piece by piece. Their progress slowed down rapidly, and the work of concentration was more physically demanding than usual.

"Miss Orka, do you recognize what this is?" Grimmel held up a small tricolor crystal.

"The Gathering Crystal? looks like it's of good quality. Orka whispered, still peeling them off the end of the passage piece by piece.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is the Lutetium Crystal, Osiria's most powerful Gathering Crystal. Sell them to the mage, and we'll have plenty of money for the next step. ”

"Study what?"

"Resurrect him. Gremel pointed in the direction of Orka's tapping.

Orka's five pupils condensed slightly, yes, such a Siu is not a real Siu. He was neither alive nor dead. The elder brother fell into a strange state between life and death. And this state of affairs cannot be explained by any current theory of magic.

The silent excavation began for the umpteenth time, and the anticipation was nerve-wracking. It's also nostalgic. As the ten-month project came to an end, the seemingly abrupt question of what to do after that flooded into Grimmel's mind. He was just a recluse guy in an orphanage called "monster" by everyone, and no one knew that he had taken the first step towards his ideals, and he was able to enlist the help of the captain of the Dark Legion five hundred years ago - for the first time in his life, Gremel saw the light of day in his future, instead of looking through the lead-gray windows of the orphanage to the future that was as plain as death.

Orka, beside him, was a ray parallel to him, close at hand. But there will never be a day of overlap. Her goals are simple and simple, and all the help she has made for Grimel's scientific ideals is nothing more than her only concern and love.

Such a life is very simple—and Grimmel suddenly discovers that it is also fulfilling.

Thinking about it, the hand shovel in his hand and Orka touched an unusually huge lutetium crystal at the same time, according to the crystallization law of lutetium crystal, it was difficult for them to form such a large single crystal.

He still removed the impurities from the surface of the huge lutetium crystal, and a misty light emanated from it. This small space is enveloped in a layer of vague dreamlike colors. He looked down carefully, and under the transparent lutetium crystal, a demon boy in a tight officer's uniform slept quietly, his calm and delicate facial features exactly the same as Orka's. But there is more arrogance and gentleness that Orka does not have. A slight smile was reflected on Grimmel from the side, and a sudden force pressed his heart and sent him cold. Hurriedly turned his gaze.

"This ...... Is this the Demon Emperor?" he breathed heavily.

Then he saw Orka lean softly, pressing his face against the crystal surface closest to Swu's face. Drops of blood poured out of Orka's eyes and dripped down her cheeks. It's an expression that can never be described. A blend of extreme softness and sorrow with strong and crazy faith.

"Brother...... I'm coming for you......"

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(334 Swan A.D., Edelstein)

"The government has outlawed the Lebain mine, and the circulation route of our lutetium crystals has been cut off. Middle-aged Grimmel rubbed his hands together anxiously and sat down in a simple white chair. Several of the other senior researchers in the Lebans Mine room were also looking at each other with trepidation, occasionally turning their supplicating gaze to Orka, who was sitting on the main seat holding a rabbit doll.

"Can't you put it off any longer?" Orka single-mindedly pressed the bunny doll to her nose, recalling the scent she had brought to her as a child.

"The outside world says that we are no different from independence, and it is true...... Our organization, apart from the army, is no different from a small country—"

"- The army is not nothing. Orka straightened his officer's hat, his long mercury-like hair trembling in the makeshift conference room, which was filled with the smell of strange potions and the sound of strange machines working, which had been blown up due to an accident. The entire Lébán Mine is underground, and over the past two decades, from the very beginning of small smuggling to large-scale illegal trafficking, the Sàn Chamber has grown rapidly, and the unique crystal purification technology of Guò has almost monopolized the wand market in northern Osiria. Including in the province of Victoria, the L'Bains mine has become a well-known brand. However, regardless of its reputation, the L'Bains Mine actually mined lutetium crystals without permission, completely ignoring a decree issued by the Edelstein authorities. In order to cope with the crisis that could occur at any time, the real yàn room even used guò's strong financial resources to dig several huge cities above the mines of Lébán and inside the mountain, and even set up a garrison with considerable strength as the scale of the population continued to grow.

"But that-"

Orka knew that if she did, government forces would come. Orka said indifferently, "But Orka doesn't believe that apart from the Holy Emperor Knights, there are many armies in Osiria that can fight against Orka's people. What you lack is faith, not strength. We need a complete victory as a sacrifice to our new name. ”

"A new name?"

"The independent Laibin mine, and then with a name like the real yàn room, it can be regarded as sour rot. From this moment on. The real yàn room of the L'Bains mine was officially renamed as the Black Wings. Orka smiled a shallow smile. For the first time, Grimmel, who knew her best, felt her innate supreme imposance.

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(368 Swan Calendar, with Rebel and Blackwinged Edelstein)

Orka clung to the metal railing. Looking at the crystal coffin, the last piece of crystal in Siwu's body was slowly taken out by the precision force field created by a metal machine.

Instantly, an incomparably large device tilted out an extremely dense three-color liquid above Siwu's crystal coffin, which she recognized as the energy extraction of lutetium crystal. Since the beginning of the lutetium crystal trade, most of the most active natural energy in the lutetium crystal mined by Black Wings has been injected into the Demon Emperor's equally petite body as Orka, which makes Grimmel puzzled, he can't understand how such a small body can withstand such a huge amount of energy, and why no energy leaks out after injecting energy. At the risk of being cut into pieces by Orka, he used a scanning device to examine Siu back and forth many times, and even constructed a dummy that was identical to the internal organs of Siu's veins. But the problem remains unsolved.

The lid of the crystal coffin, which had been replaced with a new energy liquid, slowly closed and landed next to Orka under the help of the mechanical arm.

As usual, Orka looked at the sleeping Siu against the crystal layer, and in the thick liquid, Siu's long curled hair fluttered like a silver lotus flower in the water.

"How's it going?" Orka asked, caressing the crystal coffin.

Grimmel, who is already in old age, wears a strange knot in his hair, and seems to be reminiscing about a time in front of Orka that was full of free fantasies. His ideals had been fulfilled for the most part in his lifetime, and many of the conjectures that fascinated him about the world's secrets were confirmed in the most expensive and cutting-edge practical room of Osiria offered by Orca.

He was extremely satisfied with his life, and his eyes squinted slightly behind the thick spectacle lenses at the back of Orka standing next to the crystal coffin-

This is the last question.

He smiled slightly, his past feelings, career, and motivation had been rewarded perfectly or with a slight regret. Now dedicating the few lives you have left to explore the next and most ambitious puzzle is the best reward for living alone in pursuit of the truth.

"Miss Orka, Si Wu's body has recovered more than ninety-five percent. Now it's time to start working on the Soul Restoration Project. Gremmel replied with a smile.

"Does the soul have to be fully restored to the body before it can be restored?"

"Of course, it's like a full barrel of water," Glimemel explains. "But now we still have a problem, and that is what to do with the power of the soul. In previous trials. Even if it is the soul power of fifty people, it will take us a few hours to purify them—it can be inferred from the energy required to restore the body of the Divine Majesty......"

Orka interrupted Grimmel with a gesture. She touched her right arm slightly, and in a spatial circle that had never been opened, she pulled out an oval-shaped lilac stone. Colorful bright symbols flicker on its surface.

A small device on Grimmel's body ticked and ticked, and he hurriedly picked it up and looked at the number on it, and then exclaimed:

"What a powerful purifying power!"

"Of course, the Seal Stone that imprisons the darkness has such power. Orka looked at the key sealing stone in his hand that sealed the betrayer of the demons, and weighed the pros and cons of doing so, "...... Gremmel, how many souls does my brother need?"

"One million soul units. Gremel replied.

"A million ......," Orka returned his gaze to Swu's calm cheek, "then...... Prepare for battle. ”

Orka raised his hand and waved, and a wave of spatial fluctuations flashed, and the crystal coffin fell back into another dimension. Through the glowing blue light of the liquid in the other jars, Orka saw two other jars, where the two humans suspended exuded an aura similar to that of the Winged Demons.

"Are these the only two successful test subjects you mentioned?" Orka asked.

Glimel looked at the two glass jars filled with tubes as if he were a work of art, "Two of them have succeeded in more than sixty children—Eleven and Forty-Six...... Bailey and Zino, that's their name. ”

"Hmm......"

"Miss Orka. You know what? This Zino, but the lover of Gigmont, the leader of the rabble, rebels......"

Only then did Orka focus his gaze slightly. "Orca likes to see the pain of his opponent, so go for it. ”

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(371 in the Swan calendar.) Nanyang City)

A thick layer of dark silver mist seemed to be permanently shrouded in the sky above Nanyang City, and although spring had arrived, the central part of the Grivar Empire, which was adjacent to the frozen and snowy region, was still covered with biting cold clouds. Palm-sized snowflakes pierced through the cold air and smashed onto Nanyang City's blackened body.

The Black Wings in black coats did not appear on the streets of Nanyang City, which were still full of ashes, only a few wisps of smoke and the magic tower that shimmered with a faint magical light showed that this was not a dead city. All the people in the surrounding area for dozens of miles have been reduced to ashes in the flame banner raised by the black wings.

In the center of this new, black lead-heavy city, which bears no resemblance to Nanyang City except for its name, in the center of a huge hall that is so spacious that it disappears into darkness at the end, Orka's three-dimensional projection appears above an inconspicuous metal projector.

"This is the last trip. Orka returned and immediately went into action. ”

"As you wish, Lord Orka. Gremel said respectfully, "Do you need to continue the disguise?"

Orka's voice signal was still a little unclear, and her three-dimensional image was a little shaky, "The camouflage continues, and you are responsible for the specific technical details." The state of armament Orka will be clearly stated at the meeting of senior officials. You've worked hard, you've prepared well, and most of the results have been decided. ”

The conversation was silent, after an unusual moment. Grimmel suddenly said to Orka, who was about to shut down the communication: "Your heartbeat and breath have resumed, and your success is just around the corner. ”

Orca's face under the brim of her hat was blurred in the blue light, and Gremel could not see her expression, but he could see that her slender shoulders were suddenly tense.

"After this. You'll have a technological environment that's ahead of its time. Thank you, Gremmel, all these years. ”

Gremel jerked his head up. But the hall was once again darkened, and communication ended.

Is that really what Orka said? As the most senior veteran of the Black Wings, he must be the most worthy of everyone's gratitude...... This little bit of emotion rushed into his heart. His plan was slightly shaken for a moment.

But Professor Grimmel, who had sworn to devote his life to science, quickly regained his firmness, slowly stood up, and walked towards the darkness that surrounded him. In a dark corner, the spirit banner emitted a terrifying blue-red light, and the evil lines twisted and coiled around the crimson flag, like the magic patterns on Orka's cheeks.

Glimeel paused in his footsteps, and gently erased the memories that came flooding back:

"I'm sorry...... I am ...... human race" Alec, the leader of the Red City Crown Mercenary Regiment, rode up the hillside not far away, and in the still drowsy rain, the shadow standing on the top of the mountain was particularly bright.

The flowing golden-blue cloak rose like a bright magical flame in the breeze, casting silent contempt towards the gloomy sky. The light armor of dark silver and black gold appropriately showed Alec's toned and slender body, and when his mount leaped up to side with her, a strand of golden hair wet by a drizzle attached to the side of Alec's handsome angular face, which had the elegance of a strange landscape painting school.

Several guards dressed in the white robes of the priest beside Qianying silently raised the staff in their hands, and streams of pure light and earth elements pushed away the ubiquitous fine raindrops.

"Violet. ”

It seems that the bun composed of light does not seem to exist in this space, and a few drops of rain that have become bright and vivid because of the owner hang on the white porcelain-like skin, and a few light shades of purple cross this beautiful face, bringing a certain alien temperament beyond the ordinary atmosphere to this leader of the Xiao Long mercenary group who has no human blood.

Violet turned her head slightly, her citrine-colored eyes sweeping up and down Alec's body—the sense of distance between the different races.

Alec was annoyed for no reason, he admitted that he was not as good as Violet, the leader of the first mercenary group under the Cross Brigade, in terms of leadership and strength, but at least as a mercenary leader of the same rank, Violet should have at least the importance and respect for him - not to mention that the Xiao Long mercenary group had just lost one of their most elite combat detachments!

"Are you still trying to convince me?" said Violet coldly.

Alec snorted, and looked at the huge basin in front of him from this geographical location, only the easternmost position of the basin, abruptly curled a black mountain range, in which countless precious lutetium crystals were hidden. And these precious magical materials have been monopolized by illegal organizations for many years. As soon as he remembered that the other party was the same independent organization, but with such a huge wealth, it was difficult for Alec to suppress the anger ignited by jealousy, if the L'Bain Mountains could be used for himself, the Red City Crown Mercenary Regiment would definitely not be inferior to this monster that terrified Osiria, the Black Wings.

In the dim backlight that penetrates the rain curtain, the few above-ground buildings of Black Wings become completely black shadows, without any three-dimensional effect. Alec's heart tightened, and he remembered that the Black Wings possessed a terrifying humanoid weapon that could move at a speed like light and shadow, known as the "Shadow Warrior".

He took a heavy breath of moist air, and at the top of the black shadow, a tall black tower shimmered with a faint colored light at the top, giving the darkness a unique sense of three-dimensionality.

"According to our information, in the early hours of the morning, the last flying ship of the Black Wings will leave the Magic Tower, taking with them the last of the Black Wings' garrison. So this will be a great time like never before, and by capturing this flying ship, we will be able to obtain extremely valuable information, and the Holy Land will not hesitate to exchange gold coins for information. Violet continued to look at the Lebans mine in the distance and said lightly.

"I know that. Alec said in a not-so-friendly tone.

"I also wish you success as well as Captain Alec Saisi. Violet looked at him with a matter-of-fact expression, but Alec didn't sense the slightest desire for his victory from the strange elven demon hybrid.

Alec gripped the hilt of his sword, the cold touch slowing his nerves about the battle that would come in a few hours, but it was more due to the fiery anticipation of the battle. "All the elites of the Red City Crown have been put into battle, don't you set an example, Captain Violet?" (To be continued......)