Mechanical Alchemist Chapter 621

Mechanical Alchemist Text Volume Chapter 621 A few days after the Great Migration, Zambula Iron Falls Province.

This used to be one of the most prosperous mechanical cities in the southern part of the Marfa Empire, but because the connection place of the channel of the Celestial Plane is here, this big city also became the first city in the Alchemy Plane to fall.

The mechanical city once inhabited by millions of people is now dead silent.

There are traces left by the war everywhere in the city, collapsed high-rise buildings, crater-like explosion marks, burning wreckage... full of devastation.

All the markers of machinery and alchemy in the city were destroyed, and the locomotives and mechanical equipment that could be seen everywhere in the streets were also turned into scrap iron, and even the discussion became a thing of the past.

There is only one new building, and that is the white stone statue hundreds of meters high in the central square of the city.

It was early morning, and a long bell rang, and ragged people emerged from the ruins. They put down everything in their hands and prayed devoutly to the statue.

This is not a magician from the plane of the gods, but an aborigine from Zambra Iron Falls Province.

After the outbreak of war, not everyone can escape, and the elderly, weak, women and children with limited mobility will always be victims.

They were trapped in the city.

The magicians of the Celestial Plane spread the belief of Outer Gods to them and asked them to pray every day.

Only in this way can they survive.

If there is no external force to interfere, probably after many years, the aborigines here will completely seal the once glorious mechanical alchemy civilization in the depths of their memory, and thus become devout believers of the outer gods.

 …

At this moment, on a hillside more than ten kilometers away from the city.

Two people are holding a monocular and looking at everything in the city.

It is in the mountains a few kilometers southwest of the Zambula Iron Waterfall, where there is a blue beam of light several kilometers in diameter projected from the sky on the ground. Like a huge pillar, supporting heaven and earth.

And in the telescope, you can see the layers of magic restrictions around the beam of light, as well as densely packed magic towers.

Seven-story, eight-story, nine-story, and even ten-story magic towers.

The number of layers of the magic tower means that the magic power it can carry fluctuates beyond 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 magic circle. ???

The thickness of the magic power fluctuations on the magic circle that is visible to the naked eye gives people an indestructible sense of oppression.

Seeing this, Su Lun put down the binoculars in his hand, and sighed slightly: "The channel of the plane is the "Alphat Magic Tower Array", which is said to be a super-order magic array with the power of gods. If you want to destroy it by force, you will almost Impossible."

Mr. Jing on the side listened, and there was no surprise, he remained silent and did not speak.

Su Lun originally wanted to come over and see if he could find a chance.

But now that it is confirmed, there is no chance at all.

It is because he understands the magic system of the plane of gods that he knows that there is no chance at all.

This kind of magic tower integrated formation, even if there are a hundred more, I may not be able to break through it.

The scale has changed qualitatively, and these magic circles are also the foundation of the plane of the gods.

After pondering for a long time, neither of them spoke. ….Looking at the suffering people in the city, a strange look flashed across Mr. Jing's eyes, and she said:

As she spoke, she paused for a while, watching the distance gradually deepen, and said:

Ordinary people are still immersed in the joy of the great victory of the past few days, but only they, the top-level power of the alchemy plane, know that the pressure relief is only temporary. The real crisis will inevitably come in the near future.

Su Lun nodded when he heard this.

He raised his eyebrows slightly:

Mr. Jing frowned slightly, and said:

Su Lun shrugged.

His current omniscient pupil of the second solution can understand a little bit, but there is nothing he can do.

These plane passages were established during the most glorious civilization period of alchemy civilization.

Those powerful alchemists back then had the power to suppress all planes, and the passage was convenient for them. But the current alchemy civilization has declined, and there is no **** rank, so it is impossible to touch the realm of gods such as plane passages.

The channel key fell into the hands of Su Lun, but he couldn't unilaterally close this plane channel.

In that level of limited comprehension, Su Lun felt a deep sense of powerlessness, as if the power in his hand was a thin thread, but he was asked to mend the rushing river.

The heart is more than enough, but the strength is far from enough.

Obviously, this problem can't be solved for the time being, and the two didn't bother with it much.

They didn't come here to solve the problem of plane passage.

It has another purpose.

Su Lun changed the subject and said directly:

He stripped the memories of the three Dharma saints before, and also knew a lot of inside stories about their arrival.

Now that I came here to look at the situation of the plane channel, I wanted to calculate the general situation in the future.

When Mr. Jing heard this, his eyebrows relaxed slightly.

A sharp light flashed in her crystal eyes, and she said softly: "The most urgent thing is to relocate as many people from Mafa as possible to Luying. Population is the cornerstone of civilization and the most important link of inheritance. Now is the last chance... ."

As the two talked, the person had disappeared.

 …

After half a month.

Herbitzon, the largest city on the coastline in the northwest of Marfa, has the largest deep-water port in the north of Marfa.

Since the last time the United Fleet destroyed the coastal defense force that was finally established on the plane of the gods, the command of the sea has always been on the side of the United Empire.

The 10,000-man corporation once stationed by Herbitson had no supplies, and after holding on for a few months, it also withdrew.

The city in ruins is now one of the few rebel gathering places in Marfa.

Even after the Battle of Clemington half a month ago, these people who insisted on fighting far away in Marfa also received great news, that is, the empire had sent a fleet to pick them up.

This allows all the people on the front line to see the hope of survival.

In just half a month, tens of millions of people have poured into this port city from all directions.

Back then, the 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 migrants are mechanical engineers, necessary construction personnel, women and children.

A large number of troops and ordinary residents remained in Marfa. .

After breaking the city, they could only scatter and fight guerrillas in various mountainous areas. ... Now that there is an opportunity, the United Empire immediately dispatched a large number of ships to pick them up.

Night fell.

The sky is full of stars, and the night is sultry.

In a camp ten miles outside Herbitsund, a bonfire was burning brightly. A steam motorcycle came galloping from the suburbs.

Watching the motorcycle approaching, the sentinel on the high wall shouted from a long distance: "This is the outpost of Hebbit Songgang, friends in front, please show your identity."

Su Lun stopped the motorcycle, and Mr. Mirror on the back seat

He also took off his helmet. The two casually unbuttoned a piece of clothing, and the dozens of pairs of cautious eyes on the wall immediately retracted. !

Seeing this, the sentinel immediately said: "Okay, you can enter. Open the door!" The gate of the camp opened slowly.

This is to prevent the enemy 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 beliefs prevent them from even touching any alchemy products.

So from the first time the sentries saw Su Lun riding a motorcycle, they had already identified it.

What's more, without a legion of magicians, the threat is not great.

Su Lun and the two rode into the camp.

Stationed here is a group called the Rebel Alliance.

They set up camp here to provide defense for the civilians in Herbitson City.

Su Lun and Mr. Jing came here this time because they had received definite news that the magicians from the plane of the gods would wait for the fleet to arrive tomorrow and surprise Herbitson.

 …

The two parked the car and walked into the camp.

In the camp for half a month, rebels gathered from all directions, probably tens of thousands of people.

This is like a small war town, very lively.

There are regular soldiers, adventurers, and mechanical blasters. Pedestrians on the street are all armed with various types of mechanical weapons, and the models are also varied.

The most numerous shops in the camp are various mechanical modification shops and supply shops. All kinds of firearms and ammunition are randomly placed in front of the shops and piled up into mountains.

Then there are a few humble taverns open.

Even if the tavern is very simple, it is one of the few pastimes for the rebels, and it is full of people.

Su Lun and Mr. Jing walked all the way into the camp, and there was nowhere to go, so they found a tavern and ordered some beer.

In the current situation, beer is a hard currency, the price is very high, and drinking it is a luxury.

The two sat in the corner and had nothing to do, listening to people chatting excitedly.

As soon as Su Lun and Mr. Jing walked over, they were surprised to find that the most conspicuous place on the bar counter of the pub had posted the "Lingdon Daily" half a month ago.

Don't know where those guys got them from.

But the photos of Dawn members on the front page stand out.

People talked about dawn, as if they had found some kind of spiritual sustenance, and talked endlessly.

Not long after sitting down, I heard a bearded man with a loud voice pouring beer, excitedly talking about the latest news he just got:

This said, the tavern seemed to explode, and everyone immediately became excited.

"Oh, it's finally here. I thought the Empire had abandoned us. Hahaha... I can finally see my little Jimmy again!"

"Everyone, don't blame the empire. If the royal family hadn't decisively ordered to blow up the major shipyards, the magicians in the plane of the gods would have already used our warships to invade the hinterland of Lu Ying. If that was the case, we would alchemy Civilization really doesn't even have a chance to turn around. You may not know that the situation in the occupied area is very bad now. Those guys on the plane of the gods destroyed all traces of the alchemy civilization, and forced the living to believe in those outer gods Humph! The only thing we alchemists believe in is truth, and machinery is power. How could we believe in those hypocritical outer gods "..." Yes. Even if there were ships before, they would not have dared to come to pick us up. Once it was snatched away by the mages of the plane of gods, our last bit of pure land for survival was gone. Now that the empire has slowed down, it will come to pick us up."

"Yeah. Before we"

The Knights of the Red Jazz "was dispersed by the magicians, and the few survivors were driven to the northern mountains. We also just came out of the mountains the day before yesterday."

"That's no wonder. You haven't heard that "Liming" just killed three ninth-level Dharma saints." "The ninth-level Dharma saints were killed by our people."

The more people talked, the more excited they became.

Su Lun and Mr. Jing in the corner had weird expressions on their faces.

Originally, there were some exaggerated descriptions in the newspapers for publicity.

Now that it's spread here, people in the Liming Group seem to have become god-like masters.

The two looked at each other, dumbfounded.

But the atmosphere is very enthusiastic, and people are blowing more and more vigorously.

Speaking of excitement, the bearded man who brought the news before greeted the entire tavern:

The tavern instantly responded excitedly:

Su Lun was also affected by the atmosphere. He raised his glass and gestured to Mr. Jing opposite:

Mr. Jing was slightly taken aback, as if he was in some trouble. But a moment later, she smiled lightly:

As she spoke, she picked up the huge oak wine glass and drank the wine.

Su Lun finished drinking in one gulp, and turned around to see Mr. Jing drinking with his slender neck held high. A little bit of water overflowed from the corner of his mouth and slid down on his fair skin, which was crystal clear under the light of the fire.

It was only then that Su Lun realized that it was the first time he saw his senior sister gulping down beer

Elegant as ever.

After drinking for a while, the two pitched a tent in the camp to meditate and rest. The night passed quickly.

 …

the next day.

Early in the morning, the camp suddenly boiled.

"The ship is coming! The empire's ship is coming!"

"My God, there are at least a thousand boats coming, so dense that you can't see the end!"

I don't know who yelled 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 binoculars.

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 the city of Herbitsong not far away are all boiling up.

Those were super large cruise ships, warships, giant cargo ships... and the United Fleet and Eternal Night escort.

Su Lun and Mr. Jing were not surprised at all.

Because the ship's arrival date has been communicated with them. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Only when they were there, would the United Empire really dare to send so many ships to pick them up.

The two woke up from meditation and walked out of the tent.

They didn't look at the sea to the west, but to the east.

In the communicator, the intelligence organization of the Imperial Army has reported the enemy's latest movements.

Su Lun raised his eyebrows and said:

Mr. Mirror said:

Su Lun smiled:

mirror first

Sheng stared into the distance, his eyes were blurred and far away, yes. This time, a large number of people should be transported to Luying. ".

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