Listening to the faint roar of lightning coming from behind, Heras couldn't help but bless himself with a third-level fire elemental faction spell: 'Flame Speed', and now the speed of everyone running wildly in the pine forest is much faster than that of the flying technique, and the average speed of the flying technique of the intermediate mage is not as good as that of the carriage.

They galloped like this for a long time, and only slowed down when some felled stakes began to appear in the pine forest, and Heras took a breath and stopped first, during which he replenished the 'Light of the Wind' and the 'Flame Rush' more than twenty times, but these secondary spells lasted much longer than the faction's buffer time.

Goblin Marin has been carried by the lich, he has been thrown off the meat, he wiped the white foam on the corner of his mouth, looked around dizzily, and said breathlessly: "Walk this way for a while, you will arrive at uh, it seems that it is not this side."

Seeing that the goblin's finger kept pointing to the sky, Glelenya immediately unleashed a sober magic spell on him, and after a moment of soft blue light, Marlin could see the surrounding scene clearly.

"It's already here!!" Marlin said, a little bewildered.

"Let's split up and find out. Heras saw the goblin's reaction, and suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

Hearing this, everyone scattered in all directions, and after probing for a while, the fluctuation of the magic beacon came from the direction of Glaelanya, and the people who received the signal rushed over one after another.

In front of the priest was a steep hill, and at the intersection of the hills lay a smoky lumberjack, cracked parts scattered everywhere.

"Thunderbird" Edwin picked up a part and sniffed it, saying a little sneeringly.

Marin opened the lich's skeletal hand and ran quickly to the intersection of the hills, and when he saw the scene behind the hills, he collapsed to the ground with his hands over his face

Heras immediately followed, followed by the others, and as soon as he got close to the intersection, he gasped!

Behind the hill is a plain, and at the skyline of the plain, there is a towering ring of mountains, which enclose the middle of a circular valley, leaving only a valley mouth facing the Heras side, and the ring mountain range guards the land within, like a natural towering wall. But no matter how high it is, it can't stop those things that can fly

The entire city of steam was bathed in lightning! Black smoke and explosions were accompanied by fire, reflecting the crater like a giant volcanic crater!

Countless birds hovered above the crater, but because of the distance, everyone except Heras, who had a quantum brain scan, could only see countless dense black dots soaring in the sky.

But even if you can't see clearly, it is self-evident what those black spots are!

"They're building their nests," Gleranya muttered to herself, for the city of Northeredan had been overrun by the Thunderbirds!

"Marlin, what was Steam City working on?" Heras asked, rescuing his shock and looking down at the goblins. Seeing that the goblin was dumbfounded and didn't reply, he directly lifted Marin up and repeated it loudly.

Marin was awakened by the start, and couldn't help but cry loudly, sobbing and saying, "We have imported a large number of alchemy products related to magic electricity from humans and elves, and we are studying the process of mass production of electrochemical steam boilers."

Heras sighed when he heard this, these gnomes and goblins are really unlucky, it should be these studies on the magic electric boiler that attracted the Thunderbirds, and the crater is a natural nest, even if there is no attraction of the magic lightning, it is not surprising that the Thunderbirds choose this place

"Take me to the Kromie outpost. Heras dropped the goblin and gave a faint command.

"No problem, sir, I just want to go over there too" Marin wiped away his tears and got up, and ran back into the felled pine forest.

"Still going?" asked Gleilenya, looking away from the shock of the sky, puzzled.

"I want to see if there are any escaped gnomes" Heras took one last look at the city of steam, which was constantly exploding in the electric light, and then turned away without looking back.

Led by Marlin, the group soon came to a lumber yard in the middle of the woods, but it was empty except for the piled logs, not even the wreckage of the lumberjacks, and after walking past the lumber yard for a while, they saw an outpost full of steam pipes and spherical metal buildings, and there was a wide entrance to the underground in the clearing in the middle of the outpost, but the subway entrance had been sealed. There was no sign of the outpost being attacked, only debris and various parts scattered all over the ground.

"Let's take a closer look at what's left here, we just need to know the general situation in the Lands of Discord. Heras carefully scanned the sentry post with his quantum brain for a moment, and after making sure there was no danger, he walked inside.

The windswept engineering drawings and work notes flew everywhere in the quiet outpost, giving Heras a sudden sense of impending desolation of the end of the world, and he shook his head to banish the strange sensation, then grabbed a piece of paper swaying in the wind.

The paper was crudely drawn with figures, a dwarf man with an engineering hat and a beard, cursing something loudly. There was also a female gnome in an apron who was slamming her husband's engineering hat with a wrench, while their child, a tiny dwarf boy, was crying.

Next to the graffiti, there is also a lingua franca written in jerky and childish handwriting.

- Why are you always noisy?

At this moment, a rare winter thunder suddenly echoed in the empty sentry post, accompanied by the loud sound of winter thunder, the sky that was already a little gloomy quickly dimmed, the wind seemed to stop, and those flying drawings soon fell to the ground, and the thunderclouds that could only appear in summer quickly gathered at this time, the rolling thunderclouds seemed to be pulled by lightning in the direction of the crater, and the irregular arc hit down from the depths of the clouds, thunderbolting from all directions to the sky above the crater!

"The magic electricity released by this group of thunderbirds actually attracted the gathering and resonance of natural electricity, and the magic energy density of those magic lightning has reached this point?!" Heras looked at the vision in the sky with a little palpitation, this kind of magic energy density is a mortal threat to many master professionals!

And most of them are just Thunderbirds!Heras can already imagine what kind of damage the Odin Empire's Lightning Eagle Group Air Force can do, and killing the legendary powerhouse is indeed not a problem

"When the season of heat comes, they mate and hatch all winter, and it seems that they will definitely not leave the land of strife anytime soon. Glelenya looked at the dim sky and said with some concern.

Thunderbirds that have activated their bloodlines can rely on the magic electricity in their transcendent bloodlines to replenish their physical energy, and as long as they have eaten enough to replenish their bloodline vitality, they can go without eating for half a year. However, the chicks who have not activated the bloodline obviously cannot do it, the chicks must be fed enough food after hatching to have the possibility of activating the bloodline, and the chicks who cannot activate the bloodline will be eaten as food by their brothers and sisters, and the law of survival of the fittest in nature will always be much more cruel than that of human society.

Because of the long incubation period of the ptarmigan, this bird usually mates in the winter, so that the young can hatch in the spring to catch the most abundant food.

And due to the widespread food surname of the Thunderbird, by next spring, there will definitely be many races in the Land of Discord that will suffer

"What are we going to do next?" said Pastor Luna, sighing.

"To be honest, I don't know. Heras said a little helplessly, "It stands to reason that we should go to the southwestern tribe of the Dark Elves now and seek the help of Elder Gulina. But it is undoubtedly very dangerous to rush to the situation without mastering the land of strife."

They had only walked from the Twilight Oil Swamp some time ago, and they had encountered several attacks in a short distance, and if they walked to the Dark Elf tribe like this, Heras had no confidence at all, which made him thirst for power again!

Glelenya couldn't think of any good ideas for the time being, so she had to say, "Then let's rest here first." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a few loud thunderclaps followed, and a torrential rain like pillars followed. The crowd hurried into the igloo houses surrounded by steam pipes to take shelter from the rain, but fortunately there were vacant houses everywhere in the sentry post, and they picked one of them and stayed there. The only problem is that the gnomes' room is a bit low for them and the bed is too small.

The goblin Marin stood in the rain in despair, and it took a long time to drag into the iron room next to him with heavy steps, and even stumbled when he entered the door, and involuntarily rolled to the floor

Heras sat on the dwarf's bed a little tired, looking out of the window through the round glass window of the spherical iron room, the thunder was louder and louder, and the electric light was more and more dazzling, it seemed that the courtship activities of those ptarmigans had begun to get into the main topic

He took out the jewel box from his bosom, the delicate jewel box seemed to be an engineering artifact, and Heras fumbled around it, and basically judged that it was an engineering safety device, and if it was forcibly opened, the densely filled salt-blasted gunpowder would completely blow up the contents.

However, as a visitor to the pinnacle of technological civilization, the quantum brain still retains expertise in various fields of the Federation, and it is naturally not a problem for Heras to temporarily play the role of a bomb disposal expert.

After less than an hour of analysis, he successfully removed all the accessories of the precision jewelry box, carefully poured out the dense gunpowder inside, and cast a few defensive spells before opening the jewelry box.

Inside is a curled letter and a white gold bracelet set with sapphire crystals.

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