The enhanced dome of the control center of the World Dawn slowly opened under the push of mechanical devices. The brilliant sunlight passed through the filtered barrier and turned into soft light, illuminating the entire hall. A low buzz echoed in the control center, and the middle was accompanied by the occasional prompt sound from the control systems everywhere. Holographic projections of large and small floated over various consoles. In front of the "main brain" sink in the center of the hall, the largest set of holographic images in the entire control center floated.

The scenery on the vast land of Auguste is clearly presented, and it is a surveillance image shared in real time by the main visual nerve of the main brain of the Dawn of the World.

Rebecca walked into the control center, where the busy technical sergeants and commanders at all levels immediately saluted the "super technical sergeant" and "captain Dawn". Rebecca waved his hand to these people, signaling everyone to continue her work. She walked straight through the passage in the center of the hall and headed towards the main brain sink.

A large shadow slid through the sky, making the hall slightly dim. Rebecca looked up and saw a hexagonal aerial platform flying over the Earthly Dawn. The platform was surrounded by several dragon cavalry vehicles flying with navigation. On both sides of the platform, you could see the air floating with iron fists and rings, holographic projection marks of swords and plows.

Rebecca retracted her gaze and looked at the main brain container in front of her and the large holographic projection floating in front of her. The mysterious and vast mountains of the Ogure Tribe were reflected in her eyes. It was a completely different scenery from the northern country she was familiar with. She looked at the scene in a daze, and after a long time, she couldn't help but sigh softly: "Ah... the mountains are so big... there are so many trees..."

As soon as she sighed, she subconsciously looked around and confirmed that no one heard her murmurs before she breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, she silently thought in her heart: her literary teacher would cry when she heard these...

"We are approaching Hongyu City, which has already penetrated deep into the communication interference area," a voice came from a nearby amplification device at this time. It was the sound of the main brain of the Earthly Dawn. "At present, communication between the units of the fleet is normal, and communication with the ground is still interfered with, but a vague automatic call signal can be received."

"It seems that the area with the most severe interference is indeed limited to the surface, and the communication between air units is basically not affected much..." Rebecca said thoughtfully, "And the signal from the surface is that we are already close enough?"

"Yes, it's close enough. At this location, we should be able to prioritize the recovery of communications in some high-altitude areas. In addition, the existence of surface signals also means that most of the inland cities of the Agule tribe are still safe," the main brain's voice sounded. "Judged from the surface image data collected so far, the distortion has not spread to this area, but some of the forest areas below are covered by thick winter fog and low-altitude clouds. I don't see clearly at high altitudes."

"Enhanced optical scanning and try to look carefully. We need to find the movements of those monsters and confirm the survival of the local defenders... If it doesn't work, we can only risk sending some of the Dragoons to lower the altitude to conduct low-altitude reconnaissance."

After Rebecca finished speaking, a slight sound of bubbles immediately came from the main brain container, and the neutral synthesizer sounded in the control center: "I understand, the visual perception system is being enhanced... The system resources are allocated, and the priority of neural signal has been adjusted..."

The artificially synthesized brain issued instructions, and nerve pulses flowed in the biological vascular deep in the deck of the Dawn of the Earth. The signal instantly arrived at the edge of the giant aerial fortress and was quickly executed by the terminal mechanism: between the thick armor and the anti-gravity engine, a set of additional perception terminals set in a hidden position was activated, and the hemispherical pod protected by steel armor turned to point to the earth. In the polymerized crystal shell on the front of the pod, several huge eyes instantly stared at the mountains and forests in the distance, and glared hard!

After choosing to use the "synthetic brain" as the central control system, Dawn has become a semi-mechanical and semi-organism aerial fortress. In order to improve the operation efficiency of its biological parts, it is reasonable to install a circle of eyeballs as extra vision.

"The optical scanning enhancement mode is started," said the main brain in the control center very seriously. "Create that the mode is the first use, start recording the working status of the corresponding neural community and keep it on file..."

Rebecca nodded. The World Dawn is a fortress that hastily rushed to the battlefield. As the peak product of the magic-biochemical technology of the Cecil Empire, this behemoth has an unimaginable huge system in its body, and many of these systems have not yet had time to conduct thorough testing and adjustments. Now this trip to the Western Front is not only a military mission for the World Dawn, but also an extremely special trial voyage. The activation process of each system during its voyage requires detailed records like this. Perhaps in the near future, these data will become a valuable reference for the second aerospace fortress...

Then she turned her head and looked at the technical sergeant in a nearby control seat: "How is the adjustment of the supercritical accelerator and the Purgatory Molotov cocktail?"

"The Purgatory Incendiary Launcher has been adjusted and can be activated at any time, but the rail charging unit of the supercritical accelerator is still not stable enough," the technical sergeant immediately replied, "Because the waste energy is not completely released, the loss of the end rail is very serious, and it will melt completely in about three times, and a new rail has to be replaced..."

"Three times..." Rebecca suddenly knocked on his forehead with a headache, "Although the ancestors said that weapons are consumables, as a main gun, the launch life of the guide rail is only three times, and it seems a bit unreasonable..."

"Maybe we can change our thinking," said the technical sergeant on the side hesitantly, "Just make the end rail a one-time, press down the cost, and throw it when the shell is shot... Anyway, the end is only melted. We can change the connection structure of the main rail to make it easier to disassemble and replace it..."

Rebecca's eyes lit up: "Hey? You're not thinking..."

But as soon as she was halfway through her words, the voice of the master's mind suddenly came from the side: "Creator, I have observed that the temperature in the mountainous areas on the east side has risen abnormally, and there may be some situations."

...

The cold wind whistled among the mountains, the thick sand and dust and the snow on the ridge line slapped on their faces, and the gray-black poisons left after the death of the deformed monsters were mixed with the itchy discomfort and the scorching pain from the wounds, which kept stimulating Camilla's nerves, but she had automatically blocked these feelings behind her head.

She rode on the back of the wolf who had been with her for many years, running wildly on the steep and dangerous mountain road with this ferocious war beast. The disgusting roars and whispers followed her like nightmares. The pungent smell of rotten almost penetrated into her mind, but the talented power in her blood had begun to burn. She felt that her physical strength had temporarily returned to the peak, and the monsters chasing and fighting hard behind her were not her opponent at this moment.

A whistling sound came from her ears, accompanied by the roar of neither human nor beast in the middle, Camilla raised the axe in her hand without looking back. The next second, the feeling of blood and bones being chopped back from her fingertips. Her axe swirled, and on one side of her body, a ball of distorted corpses flew past her side. Taking advantage of this short gap, she turned back and looked behind her.

The loyal tribal warriors followed closely behind and ran along the mountain road towards the red jade forest with her. The monsters rushing from the ridge line were already chasing them to a close distance. The soldiers kept turning around and fighting back as they ran wildly. Every moment, distorted or other mutated creatures were killed by the mountain warriors and champion warriors. The ugly corpses fell into the mountain stream. However, from time to time, brave warriors were caught up by monsters several times more than themselves, and were flooded by the black tide in their battle.

At the end of her sight was the Wolf Ridge Mountain defense line that had been trapped in the sea of ​​fire. The two flags representing the Agule Tribe and the Orc Tribe were gone. Only countless monsters were constantly crossing the ridge, making the entire hillside roll and surging like some living creature, looking chilling and disgusting.

The defense line on Wolf Ridge Mountain was ultimately not defended, and the surviving tribal warriors had to start retreating. She led the last team of the squad, or... the only remaining soldiers of the squad.

The soldiers had fought as bravely as possible. They had persisted for a long time when conditions were limited, but no one knew whether they had persisted for a long time, nor did anyone know whether the persistence of the last line of defense outside the Red Yulin Sea had meaning. Even Camilla himself did not know whether there would be reinforcements from other regions, nor did he know the situation on the other lines of defense.

They were just doing their best, from generals to soldiers to know this.

"Don't save energy, rush into the red jade forest!" Seeing that the dark red forest at the foot of the mountain was close, Camilla shouted to the soldiers beside her, "Don't waste the time the spirit witches have bought for us!"

The soldiers responded with a loud bang, but the next second, another mountain warrior was hit by a dark red energy beam from afar. He rolled on the mountain road with the wolf, and soon fell into the army of distorted bodies. Only the last roar of the warrior came from the cold wind: "Chief, witness for me!"

A human-shaped flame rose from the group of monsters. The mountain warriors who were all in fire turned into three meters tall and scorching monsters, but the flame only burned for a moment and then extinguished in the corruption frenzy.

Camilla withdrew her gaze behind her and silently wrote down another name. The next moment, the light around her dimmed down the towering tree canopy in the sea of ​​red jade forest blocked the sky above her head.

She had entered the eternal holy land of orcs. The towering ancient trees in her sight were whispering in the wind. She and the last soldiers galloped in this dense forest. The various marks left by the evacuated tribal soldiers in the forest guided the soldiers' evacuation route. Around Camilla and the soldiers, the temperature of the entire forest sea had begun to rise continuously. At this time, it was obviously cold and deep winter, but the temperature in the deep forest sea was as hot as midsummer.

The forest in his sight was quickly retreating, and Camilla saw many figures appearing in the dark shadows among the trees in a trance.

The figures wrapped in the dark robe watched her silently, and one of them nodded slightly to her, and the wind passing through the forest sent a deep voice: "I hope you can keep your promise, Chief."

Camilla whispered: "The orcs are trustworthy."

Those phantom-like "ghosts" disappeared, and heavy collisions and footsteps came from behind. Camilla knew that the distortions had rushed into the forest.

The complex terrain of the forest itself will slightly hinder the monsters, but it will not be too long. The biggest effect of this blocking is to allow her and the soldiers of the squad to distance themselves from the distorted bodies and leave this purgatory before the entire Red Jade Forest burns.

The temperature around was even higher, and Mars had begun to splash out from the air. The extremely dry and flammable red jade trees in winter made an unsettling crackling sound, and the pungent smell of smoke penetrated into their nostrils...

The towering walls of the ancient main city stood in the cold wind. Morak led the first few groups of evacuated. The tribal soldiers who had just completed hasty preparation and the soldiers who had barely gathered were guarding the city wall, looking out across the open gravel plain, looking into the direction of the Red Jade Forest.

The wind had already brought a fighting aura, which stimulated the nerves of the old orc. He tightened the war bow in his hand, the fluff on his face slightly raised, and his pupils had contracted into two narrow slits.

Next to him, tribal warriors and the spirit witches in the city guarded each of them against heavy crossbows, giant bows and combat runestones. Between these ancient and "traditional" city-defense weapons, there were also a limited number of magic cannons and several rainbow light generators. Many nervous humans and even more nervous gray elves were confirming the status of these magic weapons over and over again. Their operation of the layman was not able to understand, but Morak knew that these powerful weapons might be the last hope of the city.

The gray elves purchased these weapons from the Cecils at a high price and trained professional "artillery" at a considerable price. For the less wealthy orc tribe, it is not easy to maintain these expensive "advanced things". Chief Camilla used a lot of favors to get these "baby" from the shrewd gray elves.

At the beginning, Morak didn't care much about these expensive and complicated things, but now...

The old orc only regrets why he didn't spend all his money to buy arms.

He had seen magic cannons fire, which was easier to use than axe and magic.

His random thoughts didn't last long.

A piece of smoke rose from the red jade forest in the distance. The snow covered in the dense forest had already been melted by abnormal high temperatures, evaporated. The thick fog and low-altitude clouds are still floating above the forest. Now, the flames finally appeared in everyone's sight.

He heard a tribal warrior beside him whispering in a sad tone: "The red jade forest is burning..."

Such a sound was more than one countless orc warriors standing on the high wall, looking at the end of the gravel plain in the cold wind.

The holy land that had a special significance to them was burning in their sight.

Morak was also saddened by the burning of the red jade forest, but at this moment, his attention was still focused on the open intersection between the plain and the forest.

The fire has burned, and thick smoke and flames are devouring everything in the forest.

Dozens of figures riding on wolves finally appeared in Morac's sight.
Chapter completed!