This was once one of the most prosperous mechanical cities in the southern part of the Marfa Empire, but because the passage from the Celestial Plane was connected here, this big city became the first city to fall in the Alchemy Plane.
The mechanical city that once housed millions of people is now in deathly silence.
Traces of war remain everywhere in the city, including collapsed high-rise buildings, crater-like explosion marks, fire-burned debris... everything is devastated.
All symbols of machinery and alchemy in the city have been destroyed. The locomotives and mechanical equipment that were once ubiquitous on the streets have become scrap metal, and even talking about them has become "taboo."
There is only one new building, and that is the white stone statue several hundred meters high in the city's central square.
It was early in the morning, and with a long bell, people in ragged clothes emerged from the ruins. They put down everything in their hands and prayed devoutly towards the statue of the god.
This is not a magician from the plane of gods, but an aborigine from the Zambra Iron Falls Province.
After the war breaks out, not everyone can escape, and the elderly, weak, women and children with limited mobility will always be the victims.
They were trapped in the city.
The magicians from the plane of gods spread the faith of the outer gods to them and asked them to pray every day.
Only in this way can they survive.
If there is no interference from outside forces, probably in a few years, the indigenous people here will completely seal the once glorious mechanical alchemy civilization deep in their memories and become devout believers in foreign gods.
At this moment, on a hillside more than ten kilometers outside the city.
Two people were holding monocular binoculars and looking at everything in the city.
In the mountainous area a few kilometers southwest of the Zambra Iron Falls, there is a blue light beam with a diameter of several kilometers projected from the sky onto the ground. It is like a huge pillar supporting the heaven and earth.
In the telescope, you can see the layers of magical restrictions near the light pillar, as well as the densely packed magic towers.
Seven-story, eight-story, nine-story, or even ten-story magic tower.
The number of layers of the magic tower means that the magic power it can carry fluctuates up to the upper limit of the rules.
A ten-story magic tower is probably equivalent to a demigod-level magic wave.
Moreover, these magic towers are connected together, which obviously coincides with some kind of super-level magic array.
The magic wave on the magic circle is thick and visible to the naked eye, giving people an indestructible sense of oppression.
Seeing this, Su Lun put down the telescope in his hand and sighed slightly: "There is the "Alfat Magic Tower Array" in the plane passage, which is said to be a super-order array with the power of gods. If you want to destroy it by force, it will almost be impossible.
It’s impossible."
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Mr. Jing on the side was not surprised when he heard this and remained silent.
Su Lun originally wanted to come over and see if he could find any opportunity.
But now that it's confirmed, there's no chance at all.
It was because he understood the magic system of the God Plane that he knew there was no chance at all.
This kind of magic tower integrated formation may not be able to break through even a hundred more of them.
The scale has changed qualitatively, and these magic formations are also the foundation of the plane of gods.
After pondering for a long time, neither of them spoke.
Looking at the suffering people in the city, a strange color flashed across Mr. Jing's eyes, and she said: "This may be the last time for the Alchemy Plane to be stable. In the future, when the plane passages stabilize, the cost of the arrival of the strong will become smaller and smaller.
.If the ninth level is really to come on a large scale, we will be under increasing pressure. And judging from the current situation, we may be able to withstand the arrival of the god level in one or two years at most."
As she spoke, she paused, her eyes gradually deepened as she looked into the distance, and then said, "We don't have much time left."
Ordinary people are still immersed in the joy of the victory in the past few days, but only they, the top powers in the alchemical plane, know that the pressure relief is only temporary. The real crisis will inevitably come in the near future.
When Su Lun heard this, he nodded.
He raised his brows slightly: "Yes. If the problem of the plane passage cannot be completely sealed, the problem will always exist."
Mr. Jing frowned slightly and said: "The structure of the plane passage is too complicated and cannot be understood at the mortal level. Even my father's realm could only repair some cracks. If you want to completely solve it, you may have to
It will only be possible when we truly master the power of the divine level."
Suellen shrugged as he listened.
His second-level omniscient eye can now understand a little bit, but there is nothing he can do.
These plane passages were established during the most glorious period of alchemical civilization.
In the past, those powerful alchemists had the power to suppress all planes, and passages were convenient for them. But now that the alchemical civilization has declined, and there is not even a god level, it is impossible to touch the realm of gods like plane passages.
The channel key fell into Su Lun's hands, but he could not unilaterally close this plane channel.
At that level of limited understanding, Su Lun felt a deep sense of powerlessness, as if the power in his hand was just a thin thread, but he was asked to mend the rushing river.
The mind is abundant, but the strength is far from enough.
Obviously this problem cannot be solved for the time being, so the two of them did not dwell on it.
They came here not to solve the problem of plane passage.
But it has other purposes.
Su Lun changed the topic and said directly: "Now it seems that it is good for a ninth-level person to come to the plane of heaven in a month. It will not pose a big threat to us in a short period of time. The intelligence from the United Fleet has not been leaked yet.
We should be able to do a few more big waves."
He had stripped away the memories of the three Dharma Saints before, and also knew many inside stories about the advent.
Now I came here to take a look at the situation of the plane channel. I originally wanted to calculate the general situation in the future.
"Um."
When Mr. Jing heard this, his eyebrows relaxed slightly.
A sharp light flashed in her crystal eyes, and she said softly: "The top priority is to move as many people as possible from Mafa to Luying. Population is the cornerstone of civilization and the most important link of inheritance. Now is the last chance...
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The two of them were talking and the person disappeared.
Less than half a month later.
Herbitson, the largest city on the northwest coast of Marfa, has the largest deep-water port in northern Marfa.
Ever since the last time the United Fleet destroyed all the little coastal defense power they had managed to establish in the Celestial Plane, control of the sea has always been with the United Empire.
The 10,000-man regiment where Herbitson once stationed had no supplies. After holding on for several months, it also withdrew.
This city in ruins is now one of the few resistance gathering places in Marfa.
Even after the battle at Clemington half a month ago, those people who were fighting in Marfa also received the great news that the empire had sent a fleet to pick them up.
This gives all those on the front lines hope of survival.
In just half a month, tens of millions of people have poured into this port city from all directions.
The original plane invasion was too sudden, and the Marfa Empire had a large population, so it was impossible to complete the transfer in a short period of time.
Most of the first to be relocated were mechanical engineers, necessary construction personnel, women and children.
A large number of troops and ordinary residents remained in Marfa...
After the city was broken, they could only scatter in various mountainous areas to fight guerrillas.
Now that there was an opportunity, the United Empire immediately dispatched a large number of ships to pick them up.
Night falls.
There are stars in the sky and the night is sultry.
In a camp ten miles outside the suburbs of Herbitson, a bonfire was burning brightly. A steam motorcycle came speeding from the suburbs.
Watching the motorcycle approaching, the sentry on the high wall shouted from a distance: "This is the Herbit Pine Outpost. Friends in front, please show your identity."
Su Lun stopped the motorcycle, and Mr. Jing, who was riding in the back seat,
They also took off their helmets. The two of them casually untied a piece of clothing, and the dozens of pairs of cautious eyes on the wall immediately stopped.!
Seeing this, the sentry immediately said: "Okay, you can come in. Open the door!" The camp gate slowly opened.
This is to prevent enemies from sneaking in.
But in fact, magicians on the plane of gods are easy to identify. Magicians do not have mechanical modifications or alchemy equipment, and their faith prevents them from even touching any alchemy products.
So the sentries identified Su Lun and the two from the first moment they saw them riding motorcycles.
What's more, without legions of magicians, the threat is not great.
Su Lun and the two rode into the camp.
Stationed here is a resistance alliance called the "Iron Knights Alliance".
They camped here to provide defense for the civilians in Herbitson City.
Su Lun and Mr. Jing came here this time because they had received the exact news that the magicians from the God Plane would wait for the fleet to arrive tomorrow to surprise Herbitson.
The two parked the car and walked into the camp.
In the past half month, rebels from all directions, probably tens of thousands of people, have gathered in the camp.
It's like a small war town, very lively.
There are regular troops, adventurers, and mechs. People walking on the street are armed with various types of mechanical weapons, and the models are also diverse.
The most common items in the camp are various machinery modification shops and supply shops. All kinds of firearms and ammunition are randomly placed in front of the shops, piled up into mountains.
Then there are a few simple taverns open for business.
Even though the tavern was very simple, it was one of the few pastimes for the rebels and was packed with people.
Su Lun and Mr. Jing walked all the way into the camp. There was nowhere to go, so they randomly found a tavern and ordered some beer.
In this situation, beer is hard currency and the price is very high. Drinking it is a luxury.
The two of them sat in the corner doing nothing, listening to people's excited chatter.
As soon as Su Lun and Mr. Jing walked over, they were surprised to find that the most conspicuous place on the bar of the pub was the "Lington Daily News" from half a month ago.
I don't know where those guys got them from.
But the photo of Dawn members on the front page was particularly prominent.
People talked about the dawn, as if they had found some kind of spiritual sustenance, and talked endlessly.
Not long after I sat down, I heard a bearded man with a loud voice drinking beer and excitedly talking about the latest news he had just received: "Do you know, the fleet sent by the United Empire will be tomorrow?
It’s almost here. I heard that thousands of boats are coming to take us to Luying!”
As soon as he said this, the tavern seemed to explode, and everyone immediately became excited.
"Oh, the wait is finally here. I thought the empire had given up on us. Hahaha... I can finally see my little Jimmy again!"
"Huh, who knows if it's true. It's taken me so long to think about picking up people. How many can I pick up at one time? Don't be like the first time. The rich and nobles ran away first, leaving us civilians to charge on the front line.
Die."
"Don't blame the empire. If the royal family hadn't decisively ordered the major shipyards to be blown up, those magicians from the plane of gods would have already used our warships to invade the hinterland of Lu Ying. If that were the case, we would alchemy
Civilization really has no chance to make a comeback. You may not know that the situation in the occupied area is very bad now. Those guys from the plane of gods destroyed all traces of the alchemical civilization and forced the living to believe in those foreign gods.
.Hmph! The only thing we alchemists believe in is truth, and machinery is power. How could we believe in those hypocritical alien gods? "
"That's right. Even if there was a ship before, they wouldn't dare to come to pick us up. If we are snatched away by a mage from the god plane, our last bit of pure land of survival will be gone. Now that the empire has slowed down, isn't this
Are you coming to pick us up?"
"But...then why would the Empire dare to pick us up now?" "Hey, are you new to the camp?"
"Well. Before we"
The Red Jazz Knights "were dispersed by the magicians, and the few who survived were driven to the northern mountains. We just came out of the mountains the day before yesterday."
"That's no wonder. Haven't you heard that "Ling Ming" just killed three ninth-level Dharma Saints?" "Ninth-level Dharma Saints? Our people killed them?"
"Really? We also have top-notch experts in the alchemy plane! I heard they are hermits. The leader of the Dawn Organization, Mr. Mirror, is said to be a direct blood relative of Sir Isaac a thousand years ago."
"real?"
"Really? What if those masters from Liming can kill ninth-level Dharma Saints like dogs? Did you see the newspaper on the wall? That's Liming!"
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The more people talked, the more excited they became.
Su Lun and Mr. Jing in the corner had slightly strange expressions as they listened.
Originally, newspapers had some exaggerated descriptions for publicity purposes.
Now that word has spread here, people are talking about the members of the Dawn Group as if they have become god-like masters.
The two looked at each other, dumbfounded.
But the atmosphere was very lively, and people were blowing more and more enthusiastically.
Speaking of excitement, the bearded guy who brought the news before greeted everyone in the tavern: "Cheers! Celebrate the empire, celebrate the dawn!"
The tavern immediately responded with excitement: "Cheers!"
Su Lun was also infected by the atmosphere. He raised his wine glass and gestured to Mr. Jing opposite: "Senior sister, cheers?"
Mr. Jing looked slightly stunned, as if he was in trouble. But after a moment, she smiled lightly: "Well, cheers."
As she spoke, she picked up the huge oak wine glass and drank.
Su Lun finished the drink in one gulp, and turned around to see Mr. Jing drinking with his slender neck raised. A little trace of water overflowed from the corner of his mouth and fell on his fair skin, which was crystal clear under the firelight.
Only then did Su Lun realize that this was the first time he saw his senior sister drinking beer?
As elegant as ever.
After drinking for a while, the two of them pitched a tent casually in the camp, meditated and rested. The night passed quickly.
The next day.
Early in the morning, the camp suddenly started to boil.
"The ship is here! The ship from the Empire to pick us up is here!"
"Oh my God, there are at least a thousand ships coming, so densely packed that you can't see them all!"
"Hahaha... That's the Thunder Tiger flag of General Meredith. Our Generalissimo is here!"
"Oh, this is the combined fleet that wiped out eight thousand corps before?"
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I don’t know who shouted first, and all of a sudden, tens of thousands of people in the entire camp were awakened.
People climbed up the tower and looked at the sea to the west with telescopes.
Everyone was excited when they saw the densely packed ships on the horizon heading towards the port.
Not only the tens of thousands of people at the sentry post, but also the tens of millions of people in Herbitson City not far away started to get excited.
They were super large cruise ships, battleships, giant cargo ships, and escorted by the United Fleet and the Evernight.
Su Lun and Mr. Jing were not surprised at all.
Because the ship's arrival date has been communicated with them.
Only if they were here, could the United Empire really dare to send so many ships to pick up people.
The two woke up from meditation and walked out of the tent.
Their faces were not looking at the sea to the west, but to the east.
In the communicator, the imperial intelligence organization has reported the enemy's latest movements.
Su Lun raised his eyebrows and said, "Those guys from the plane of gods have also taken action."
Mr. Jing said: "There should be at most two ninth-level Dharma Saints coming in the second half of the month, so it won't be a big problem."
Su Lun smiled: "Tsk, tsk, twelve thousand corps, this is almost all the combat power those guys from the plane of gods have deployed in the north of Marfa. Now we have to solve it, and we can be stable for a long time.
ah."
Mirror first
Sheng stared into the distance, his eyes blurred and far away, yes. We should be able to transport a large number of people to Luying this time."