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Chapter 1147: Take a deep breath

Twilight City, top platform.

The pale yellow shield exuding chaotic light shrouded the city as always, and there were mysterious light patterns that were difficult for ordinary people to understand on the shield. Outside the twilight barrier, the sky of Midgard was still dark and turbid.

On the indistinguishable dark sky, one could only vaguely see various strange patterns formed by the rolling thick clouds.

At this moment, the senior members of the Steam Council, the caretakers of the Iron Throne, Hao Ren's small team, and other highly respected talkers in the city were gathering on the platform, each looking thoughtfully at the turbid and dark sky.

And the desolate land in the distance. Not far behind them was the large elevator platform where a battle broke out not long ago. Although the smoke from the steel platform had dissipated, there was still an unpleasant smell of gunpowder surrounding it.

The smell of burning mixed with the smell of engine oil made Lily look a little listless. The husky girl swayed her ears from side to side next to Hao Ren, and her tail swept Hao Ren's arm: "Landlord, I'm hungry, haven't I been here yet?"

OK?"

Hao Ren handed Lily a bag of snacks and continued to look up at the distant horizon: on the horizon, you could vaguely see some undulating black shadows that looked like mountains but were not mountains, and some dark red light in the shadows.

Floating behind them, one could barely see the undulations of the terrain in the dark wilderness. Those "mountains" still had not changed at all, but Hao Ren knew that a powerful force was surging and brewing there.

That is the "rune body" of the eldest son Yggdrasil.

He looked up at the sky above the city again. Through the thin light curtain of the twilight barrier, he could see a vague white light jumping and swimming between the clouds. That was the second soul of Yggdrasil, the little one.

The name "Bai Hao" is too damn awkward, but Hao Ren doesn't intend to change it. Now this soul is inspecting the entire Midgard continent from a unique third-party perspective in order to prepare for subsequent actions. Because of what he has experienced

During the period of continuous decline that has lasted for thousands of years, Yggdrasil's control over his body is in an unprecedented state of sluggishness. Without the help of the second soul "Xiaobai", I am afraid that he would just grow there.

Finding a specific limb among thousands of kilometers of tentacles would take a long time.

Well, in fact, Hao Ren didn't understand the principle behind this. He felt that the creature "eldest son" was quite magical in all aspects.

Wendell and Hao Ren stood on the outer edge of the platform together, eagerly waiting for that special moment. The old light seeker had calmed down from the initial excitement, joy, confusion, and uneasiness. Now he only felt a

Calm expectation. At this moment when the darkness was still there, he curiously asked the people nearby: "What will it be like when dawn comes?"

Nangong Wuyue laughed: "Didn't I already show you the video data?"

Wendel thought for a while and shook his head with a smile: "I can't imagine it. I can't imagine it. I really can't imagine how this land will look like when it is sprinkled with light. I just hope it won't be too dazzling."

At this time, a slightly unfamiliar female voice came from behind Hao Ren: "Will dawn really come as you said?"

Hao Ren turned around and found that standing behind him was the Supreme Speaker of the Steam Parliament: Lavinia. This unsmiling woman now put on a very solemn formal dress, and even seemed to be slightly dressed up, looking much more pleasing to the eye than before.

.Although she was looking into the distance, her eyes did not seem to be really focused on anything outside the twilight barrier.

Hao Ren doesn't like this female "speaker" very much. Although he knows that the Steam Council is a respectable group, and the members of the council standing here today are all Methodists who respect the ancient saints, but maybe it is left behind by the previous unhappiness.

He had always disliked the Steam Council's rigid closedness and excessive caution. But even if he didn't appreciate it, he still nodded politely: "Of course you think the Ancient Sage will still lie to you?"

"I know you don't like the Steam Parliament, stranger," Lavinia just smiled faintly, "Many people don't like us, including ourselves, but I hope you can understand that it is quite difficult to maintain this city.

It's difficult, and the path we take can only be the most rational one."

Hao Ren nodded lightly: "I understand."

"I was the one who issued the order to disband the Lightseekers," Lavinia said. "It turns out that this order was not very smart."

"But it's not wrong," Vivian came over at some point, "You seem to be defending the Steam Council now."

Lavinia was silent for a moment and nodded slightly: "Maybe, but more importantly, I hope you can understand that no one wants the lights under this barrier to go out, but some people choose to be brave and take what's left with them.

There is not much fuel to light a new fire or find new fuel in the dark. Some people choose to be cautious and are reluctant to part with the last bit of firewood in the brazier. After dawn falls, the steam parliament will probably come to an end. I know you

I have a close relationship with the ancient saints, so I only have one hope: don’t blame those who protect the fire and don’t let go, they are just being careful.”

"Who told you that the Steam Council was going to be disbanded?" Hao Ren raised his eyebrows, finally succeeding in making Lavinia stunned for once.

"You mean..."

The female speaker spoke in shock, but before she could finish her words, a scene happened outside the twilight barrier that made everyone hold their breath, and all her words could only be swallowed back.

A vibration ranging from weak to strong came from the depths of the earth, and a roar like thousands of giant beasts stepping on the ground gradually spread to all corners of the Midgard continent. At the end of the horizon, the silhouettes of those black mountains slowly

Slowly began to move, they moved, undulated, trembled, and finally shook off the soil and rocks accumulated for thousands of years. When the rock shells on the mountains peeled off layer by layer, what was exposed was an unprecedentedly huge one covered with white runes.

The branches of the world.

These magnificent "branches" broke free from the shackles of the earth, and awakened more and slightly smaller vine communities from the underground. Countless eldest son tentacles awakened from their long sleep, and their whole bodies were shining with mysterious ancient runes.

Moving slowly on this desolate land. Against the background of a long and chaotic night, this scene is so weird that it makes people feel numb.

The dawn of the Twilight City begins with the chaotic dance of thousands of tentacle monsters...

Looking at the scene of tentacles dancing wildly on the vast land, Vivian sighed from the bottom of her heart: "To be honest, if I hadn't known that Xiao Hei was a good boy, I would have thought this was a restricted film."

There was a commotion on the steel platform soon. The scene on the distant land was more incredible than the most bizarre dreams for these people who lived a boring and tense life every day, not to mention the huge vines that stretched towards the sky.

The ground shook and the mountains shook. Although Xiaobai concentrated on directing every tentacle to avoid the foundation of the Twilight City, the vibration from the distance still made ordinary people change their faces. Even the usually calm Steam Council

The Speaker couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ancestors..."

Finally, the awakening of the eldest son's tentacles reached a certain peak. When the biological tissue fully recovered its functions, Yggdrasil took a deep breath.

Hao Ren saw the mysterious runes on countless tentacles shining several times brighter than usual at the same time. The sea of ​​dancing tentacles of demons stirred up the magical energy floating in the atmosphere. Countless threads and lines glowing with colorful light were floating in the air.

emerged from the tentacles and was quickly absorbed by the runes on the tentacles. In the next few dozen minutes, this absorption process became faster and more obvious, and eventually evolved into sixteen paths penetrating the world.

Huge whirlpool.

The chaotic sky seemed to have been punctured with more than a dozen holes. The powerful magical energy gathered into a shocking storm, which was continuously swallowed by the branches of the "World Tree" under the earth. At the same time, the energy system in the upper level of the different space was also reshaped.

, the long-lost skylight began to pierce the clouds and spread to the earth bit by bit.

With the purification of the atmospheric environment, other more amazing changes are gradually spreading from the earth.

"Look over there!"

Nangong Wuyue had always coiled herself up in a circle and looked into the distance. At this time, she first saw the scene in the wilderness outside the city, and she immediately exclaimed.

In the barren wilderness, patches of vegetation are growing at an alarming rate!

For the caregivers of all sentient beings, reshaping an ecology is the eldest son's bounden duty, and for Yggdrasil, a specially created super-powerful individual, this work has long been engraved in his life code.

Magic radiation killed living things, but did not take away the nutrients that existed deep in the earth. Yggdrasil's deep breath not only cleared the magic energy in the atmosphere, but also accumulated it in a short period of time, adjusting and reshaping it.

Nutrients needed by the ecology.

After accumulating to a certain extent, he burst out part of his tentacles, and the source blood flowing in the tentacles spurted out, growing on the ground in the wind, and quickly turned into lush vegetation.

From this point alone, we can see that Yggdrasil is countless times more powerful than a "mass-produced eldest son" like Drom.

But Hao Ren still feels that this is really like a carnival of tentacle monsters... It has entered the stage of dancing with tentacles and transforming into billions! (To be continued.)


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