When a certain leader was wandering around the Shuizhe Base City like a passerby, the envoy from the Wave City State did not accompany them.
He walked around alone for a while, and after seeing everything he wanted to see, the Wave Messenger came to the restaurant in the rest area, enjoying the delicious food here, and thinking about what to do next.
Looking at the brightly lit, bustling and orderly base city at night,
The messenger was a little confused.
He has already cooperated with the Blue Star Bald Eagle to a certain extent on behalf of the Wave City State. He has formulated many follow-up and more in-depth cooperation plans, and has also sent them to the city-state's senior officials for review, and after approval, they will be implemented in the future.
but,
The base city of Shuize was established on the basis of destroying the siege wave.
Originally, these were just hearsay. He had no intelligence network of his own, knew very little and didn't really believe it. Until today, after seeing the prosperity and stability of Shuizawa Base City with his own eyes, the blue-robed messenger finally understood.
"Continue to cooperate with the Bald Eagle Federation?"
“Dogs only cooperate!”
He did this before because he learned through various means of investigation that the bald eagle was the strongest nation before the mysterious arrival.
But times have changed now.
The Bald Eagle is a country not accustomed to mystery.
"No, that's not the case."
"There are at least seven or eight, or even more, triple-awakened people in Area 51, and their self-made awakened weapons are not weak."
From his perspective, the Bald Eagle Federation is quite strong.
But Donghuang is stronger, unreasonably strong.
In other words, they are Donghuang's supporters who are too unreasonable.
The Wavebringer didn't know the deeper secret. He was just one person and had no manpower to spare. But he made a special trip to the defense line outside the city and kept observing the clear sky that enveloped the base city.
He didn't understand the reason, he just felt shocked.
If Donghuang was only slightly stronger than the Bald Eagle, he would still choose to continue to cooperate with the black leather leader. However, Donghuang is too strong. He has created one miracle after another in the Dawn Zone, resisting the super wave, etc.
The gap is too big!
"We, the Wave City State, came to these new worlds just to do a few businesses and cooperate to make money, rather than to train spokespersons to fight for world hegemony."
Because striving for hegemony is useless, the world will eventually be destroyed.
Under such circumstances, it would be inappropriate to continue to add more weight to Area 51.
We simply don’t have much investment now, so we can get out in time. The next thing to do is to cooperate with Donghuang, or with the mysterious Xinhuo organization. Even if they join the Langtang City State too late and can’t eat meat, they can still drink a sip of soup.
You don’t have to invest anymore, at least you won’t lose money.
The Wave Messenger thought, "If it was just an ordinary world, then this soup wouldn't be worth much, but this Blue Star is obviously extraordinary. Whether it is the support of high-ranking people behind the scenes, or Blue Star itself is full of opportunities and joins in time to cooperate.
All of them can bring considerable benefits to my city of Waves."
"However, I came to Langtang City too late and know too little about Xinhuo. If you don't want to just drink soup, but also want to eat meat..."
His authority alone is not enough.
The Wave Herald had the idea of reporting it to the higher-ups, but it still needed to be investigated in depth.
Just during this Blue Star meeting.
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On the eve of the Blue Star World Conference, the major oasis envoys were preparing, or were already contacting the higher-ups.
The Strange World, somewhere in the Falling Star Catacombs area.
Gray fog lingers, dark clouds cover the sky, and a paradise is hidden among the cave passages that extend in all directions and are extremely vast.
Although the sun cannot be seen here, there are wisps of brilliance shining down.
Sprinkled on those dense buildings.
On the outer edge of the city, stands a majestic white giant wall. In a concave-shaped area outside the giant wall, there is a ceremonial altar with several steps high. On it, a series of blue patterns are carved, outlining a mysterious
Illustration.
On the eight corners of the high platform, several small lamps were set up, burning with faint blue flames that seemed to never go out.
On this section of the city wall, there are several well-equipped elites of the City of Swords and Flowers. They are not the city wall defenders, but are responsible for the situation of the altar and are keeping watch at all times.
suddenly,
On the octagonal high platform, wisps of gray mist emerged, constantly billowing.
In the distance, the gray fog area several hundred meters away from the city wall also rolled up slightly, and wisps of fog floated out.
The orchid flames on the high platform burned even more fiercely, and the rapid burning provided some kind of energy.
"There is movement at the landing altar. It must be the return of a certain envoy. Quickly, notify the major colleges."
The curly-haired young man who looked like a captain ordered.
At the same time, he drew out his sword, the silver sword shining brightly in the sunlight, and stared at the ritual altar with gray mist billowing up.
The Altar of Landing Ceremony is an indispensable facility for their City of Swords and Flowers to search for a new world and provide it for the envoys to land and return.
But there are dangers.
There was once an envoy who had an accident when he returned. He died on the way, but he brought a disaster-level evil with him, causing a lot of losses.
This is also the reason why the ceremonial altar was placed outside the city walls...
one.
"Tell me, which messenger is returning this time?"
"Which one? There seem to be only two of them in total. Messenger Allen set out more than a year ago and came back once in the middle, but that was only a few months ago, and Messenger Medisha only went out not long ago."
"So, it's the Allen Messenger who's returning this time."
"The world that Allen's envoy went to is probably coming to an end. When he comes back this time, he may be ready to try the fourth awakening."
Having said this, several Jianhua elites had envy on their faces.
Several of them are also little masters of the third awakening. They have even touched the line of the fourth awakening, and occasionally there will be 'awakening signs' in their hearts.
However, they did not dare to awaken at all.
Without the rituals arranged by the academy, without those treasures and potions that calm the mind, the probability of awakening the fourth awakening and surviving the disaster is really too low!
If you are not careful... no, in most cases, you will wake up on your own and die suddenly on the spot.
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Even though the status of the fourth-level inhumans in the City of Sword Flowers is much higher than that of the three-level elites like them, they are the upper echelons of the Grand Oasis.
I don't dare to try it either.
They can live a comfortable life even if they have three sleeps, so why bother to risk their lives?
If you want the Four Awakenings, you must continue to accumulate merit, or have a family provide it, and ask a dean of the college to arrange the ceremony, and supplement it with various treasures. Only in this way will there be a higher probability, and this is the correct way to achieve the Four Awakenings.
.
And if the envoy can usually return smoothly, he will have accumulated enough merits.
"After all, the envoys are selected from the top graduates of each college. They already have high hopes for the fourth awakening. It is normal for them to enter the fourth awakening in the future."
"Yes, brothers, please pay attention to etiquette and welcome the future big man."
At this time, the gray fog surged and gathered more and more.
In a place where the defenders could not see the city and where the distance was immeasurable, gray fog shrouded the head and left and right, as thick as a wall of fog... No, a gray passage.
In this gray mist passage, which is about ten or twenty meters wide, sometimes dead trees flash past, and sometimes the remains of half a building flash past.
Bizarre.
Just like looking out the window while riding a vehicle, the scenery flies by.
In the passage wrapped in thick fog, there were also strands of gray mist floating around. Medisha held a lamp in one hand and a sword in the other, walking slowly and slowly in this "reverse landing ceremony passage".
Compared with 'forward landing', 'reverse landing' is much more troublesome and takes much more time.
"I've probably been gone for a day or two?"
"It's about time."
Medisa murmured.
In the lonely environment, she could only talk to herself and maintain a certain degree of concentration. She continued to walk forward, not daring to take a wrong step, especially when she stepped into the thick gray fog that was like a wall.
Once she steps in, the reverse landing ritual will be disrupted, and she will be lost in the treacherous world.
When the time comes, let alone her fourth awakening, she will no longer be human. Even her fifth awakening and sixth awakening will only lead to death from exhaustion if she can't find a way out.
but,
After all, she is already at the inhuman level, so it is quite easy to walk in this reverse descending passage. Occasionally...
The gray mist surged in front of the left, and a three-star evil creature jumped out of it. But before it seemed to see the prey clearly, a bright silver sword light bloomed, cutting its body exquisitely.
boom--
The evil fell to the ground.
Medisha used her sword to cut open the monster's corpse, picked out a piece of useful material, put it into her backpack, and continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.
There are not many evil spirits in general, and three stars are even rarer. However, in such an environment, people dare not relax and must always be vigilant.
Medisha ran, stepping on the land full of gray gravel, stepping on the land covered with shining blue grass, and passing through the narrow tunnel...
The surrounding environment has changed a lot.
Suddenly it gradually slowed down, and in the distance, at the end of the passage shrouded in gray mist, clusters of blue flames appeared, swaying like road signs.
"Coming!"
She was excited and suddenly accelerated her speed, passing through the changing curtains.
In a moment, the gray fog in front of me became thinner and thinner until it completely dissipated, and my field of vision suddenly became clear, with wisps of sunlight shining in front of me.
The familiar altar, the familiar giant white wall.
came back!
"Congratulations to Messenger Allen on his successful return... eh?"
The captain read out the prepared lines and suddenly paused in the middle of reading.
Rubbing his eyes, he leaned forward and looked at the ritual altar under the giant wall.
In fact, the captain is not familiar with Messenger Allen and Messenger Medisa, but at least he can't mistake the male and female!
So what comes back is...
"Messiah Medisa?"
"It's me, this is my identification and contact mark."
After some verification using the unique methods of the City of Swords and Flowers, the captain stretched out his hand to caress his chest and performed a sword-and-flowers salute, "Messenger Medisha, please wait a moment. Let me put down the climbing ladder."
The sound came from the giant wall.
Medisha raised her head and looked at this huge wall that was dozens of meters high and was once insurmountable in her eyes. She waved her hand and said, "No, I will do it myself."
As soon as she finished speaking, Medisha retreated slightly and suddenly jumped up. Relying on the two mutually perpendicular walls of the 'concave'-shaped city wall, she kicked her legs several times to gain strength, and in the blink of an eye she made an elegant move.
It rolled to the ground and landed gently on the high city wall.