Chapter 1198： March

The "Gate" project carried out in the Treaty Fort is the first large-scale joint operation since the establishment of the Theocracy Council. It is also a great cause that can shake the alliance countries and leave a page in the history of mortals. Although the only countries that can directly participate in this great plan are the two human empires, Typhon and Cecil, within the alliance, there are countless pairs of eyes watching the progress of the fortress.

Those countries that do not have the ability to directly participate in the project have either tried their best to send the top scholars, even if these scholars can only do some "survey" nature "edge work" at the project site; or they have provided the human and material resources within their capacity in the hope of To be able to know the results of the opening of the door earlier; or provide a large number of ancient books and references in the field of theology in exchange for a qualification sufficient to leave a name on the list of participating countries...

These forces gathered from various countries are like a trickle, and they are finally integrated and channeled through the passage of the two empires, and are injected into this towering castle standing in the cold wind.

"Fort of the Treaty..." On the way to the main hall of the castle, Windsor Mapel couldn't help but raise his head, looked at the flag flying high above the castle, and said thoughtfully, "Established in the Anzu era , And witnessed the fall of Anzu... the peace agreement between Anzu and Typhon, the commercial agreement between Typhon and Cecil, the armistice agreement, the new peace agreement... one after another symbolizes'unity and progress 'The agreement was signed here. To this day, forces from foreign countries and different races have been gathered here to devote themselves to one cause. This'Fort for Contracting' has finally been worthy of its name..."

"I don't remember that you are still such a sentimental person, able to express such a profound insight," Daniel glanced at the former apprentice faintly, "Don't you only know that you are immersed in the laboratory to study magic?"

"...Teacher, you laughed, this is not a deep insight, I just sent it out," Windsor laughed and shook his head slightly, "I just remembered the past few years of us, Ansu, and Sai There seem to be many events in the Syr Empire that are inseparable from this castle. Even your Majesty has said in private that this castle is not going to leave a few rich and colorful pens in the history books of later generations. ."

“It’s also good for important historical events to be concentrated in one place,” Daniel said casually. “At least students in the future can memorize a few place names without memorizing information—whenever a major historical event can’t remember where it happened, fill in one. The Contracting Fort has at least half the probability of scoring."

Windsor suddenly showed a look of surprise. She looked at the old mage in a daze, as if she couldn't believe what she had heard, but Mary, who had been following behind and walking with her head down, couldn't hold back a laugh, and then hurriedly covered it. Silenced.

"What a laugh, it's okay," Daniel turned to look at the black-haired female apprentice, then looked up at Windsor, "Why don't you laugh?"

"I..." Windsor was choked and pulled at the corner of her mouth a little embarrassingly, "Sorry, mentor, I didn't expect you to be joking too, but I didn't react at all..."

"You two are almost the same," Daniel shook his head seemingly dissatisfied, then looked up to the front, the main hall door was not far away, and the flag representing the Cecil Empire was flying on the flagpole in front of the main hall. On one of them, he asked casually, "Who is the technical leader sent by Cecil, have you inquired about it? Do you understand?"

"Ah, of course, I've inquired about it," Windsor immediately nodded, and said the information he had obtained through internal channels early in the morning. "It's the chief arcanist of the Cecil Empire, Master Carmel Slain—— It is said that he is a powerful ancient heroic soul from the heyday of the Gondor Empire. He has lived for a thousand years. Some powerful and unimaginable pure energy reshaped his body and made this powerful ancient magic. The teacher can live forever..."

When talking about events in this extraordinary realm, even a powerful and noble legendary mage accidentally entered a state of gossip. Windsor Mapel said many "extraordinary legends" about Carmel Slein in one breath. And "epic experience", and then suddenly reacted and coughed embarrassingly: "According to the documents disclosed by the Theocracy Council, Master Carmel is an ancient rebel who knows many secrets in the realm of gods. He specializes in His technology tends to be ancient runes, mathematical logic, and arcane shaping energy theory. The pure arcane energy source we used this time was designed by him himself."

Daniel quietly listened to the apprentice’s account, his expression remained unchanged from beginning to end. It was not until Windsor’s voice fell, that he nodded slightly, and said very calmly: "I heard something."

Mary, who was following Daniel, lowered her head from just now, hiding her eyes and expressions-she knows how her mentor is related to Master Carmel, she is an old acquaintance, and she has been very nervous recently. The level of card playing in the network, the basic process of the two masters playing cards is this: Daniel wins, Carmel will give Mary a question, Carmel wins, Daniel will give Mary a question...

Windsor could not see Mary’s expression, nor could she hear Daniel’s thoughts. She just felt that her teacher’s attitude was a little too cold, so she couldn’t help but remind her: “Master Carmel is a respectable scholar. I have seen some of his papers published in public journals. Not only me, but many people in the Royal Society of Mages respect him. You can also get closer to him-after all, now Typhon and Cecil The relationship has been harmonious, and the academic exchanges are even more supported by your Majesty. In this matter, even those domestic parliamentarians can't say anything."

Daniel squinted at Windsor: "Do you think I care about the walking corpses in the council?"

Windsor was choked immediately, and could only smile a little embarrassingly, but there was no surprise in his heart-the mentor was always a proud person, unless he was truly recognized by him, other people said that heaven's bragging was also in his ears. It is meaningless, this is still true within Typhon's academic circles, let alone facing a scholar from another country, it is normal for him to have such a reaction.

Daniel saw the change in Windsor’s expression, his face still maintained the same indifference as before, but a smile appeared in the depths of his eyes, and then he passed his former apprentice, stepped forward, and pushed the door open. The main hall door.

In the main hall of the Treaty Fort, the brilliance of the magic spar lamp illuminates this spacious place.

This hall mixed with Typhon and Cecil architectural styles is entirely made of extremely strong boulders, and its walls are coated with special paint doped with fine gold powder, which makes the entire hall glow A faint metallic luster. There is no pillar in the entire hall, and the round high dome is supported entirely by a delicate structure. The biggest advantage of such a structure for the people in this fortress today is that they can easily move the huge The portal device is installed inside the hall without having to continue to remove more pillars, walls and do a lot of subsequent reinforcement.

At this moment, where kings and emperors used to sign covenants, front-line commanders used to direct operations, and where they were used to urgently admit wounded in the War of the Slaying of Gods, a "battle" at the forefront of technology has begun. A huge metal pedestal with multiple ring structures was installed in the center of the hall where the oath platform was originally placed. The covenant originally stored here has long since expired with the disintegration of Anzu and was recovered in the museum.

Around the metal base, a large number of attachments are still in a basic state. Numerous parts and materials are placed in order in the hall. The construction personnel are using paint to draw the remaining work areas and baselines on the ground, wearing white short robes or The technicians, engineering mages, and Typhon scholars of all kinds of magician robes came and went between various areas, busy counting materials, inspecting equipment, and directing workers to construct.

A tall figure full of mathematics brilliance is floating beside the pedestal in the center of the hall, and subtle energy sparks are jumping and flowing between his rune armor pieces. He curiously observes the complex installation in the pedestal device. Rune array, from time to time to communicate with the technicians beside him-this is Carmel Slane, the chief think tank and great arcanist of the Cecil Empire, as the Cecil side of the "Gate" plan The Chief Technical Officer, he was ordered to oversee the crucial project here.

A strange breath came from the direction of the entrance of the hall, and Carmel immediately stopped talking with the people next to him. He turned around in the air and saw three figures appearing at the door, walking towards this side.

One is a tall and dignified middle-aged lady, one is an old wizard who is wearing a black robe and looks old and gloomy, and another is a young female wizard who also wears a black robe and has short black hair. She tightly Followed behind the old mage, like a chick who is following the same steps.

The brilliance of the Austrian mathematics in Carmel's eyes gleamed, then floated down from mid-air, and floated towards the visitor. He crossed Daniel's eyes very calmly, with a pleasant "expression" on his "face", without a trace. The Typhon technicians who were worried next to him saw the slightest clue from the change in his "look".

After all, except for the few colleagues who spent time with Cecil, no one in this world can see the slightest change in expression on his 200-lumen face...

"Master Carmel," Windsor came to Carmel with a dignified smile on her face--except in front of her mentor and His Majesty, the president of the Royal Mage Association can maintain the best under any circumstances. With a decent smile, "Good day--this is my mentor, Master Daniel, this is Mary, a senior scholar from the Imperial Industrial Engineering Association, and also another apprentice of my mentor."

While speaking, the legendary mage couldn't help but looked at Carmel more. Her gaze swept across the arcane sparks and rune armor pieces filled with the opponent, with curious and surprised gazes.

This is an incredible life form... Does he need to eat and drink? Do I need to drink water? Do I need to go to the toilet? Do I need to recharge? Is there a normal sense of cold and heat? Need to sleep? Do I need to turn off the lights when I sleep? If necessary... how did his "lights" turn off?

Windsor Mapel lowered his head slightly, and pressed the series of slightly offensive questions that had come up in his mind to the bottom of his heart. Carmel put his gaze on Daniel, and after a short gaze, he broke the silence in his voice. With a smile: "I'm glad to meet you for the first time, Master Daniel-I've heard your name in some academic newspapers."

"When I first met, I am also very happy to meet you, Master Carmel," Daniel maintained the as cold expression as always, "I have also heard of you-from the mouth of my apprentice."

Like Windsor, Mary, with her head down, with a look that she did not dare to breathe, she seemed to be too nervous because she saw such a "character" for the first time.

In fact, she is really nervous-because the three big questions that Master Carmel left to her when we met in the neural network last time, she still hasn't solved one of them...

After a few simple greetings, Carmel floated forward for half a step and stretched out an "arm" full of the brilliance of the Austrian mathematics: "Shake a hand? This is the way we Cecilians express kindness."

Daniel glanced at the energy pulse flowing on the opponent's arm, and cautiously asked, "Is it hot?"

"Don't worry," Carmel laughed, "You won't even feel the obvious heat."

Daniel stretched out his hand, a palm of flesh and blood came into contact with a surging arcane light, and then separated soon after.

"Okay, the necessary greetings and mutual introductions have been completed, now let's get into business," Carmel floated back half a step, turning his eyes to Windsor Mapel and said, "I was watching your portal base just now. There are some questions about the structure now, I hope it can be answered..."

A smile appeared on Windsor’s face immediately: "Of course, you can ask questions."

……

When the technicians in the fortress of the Treaty began to move towards the kingdom of God and set out to build a "bridgehead", at the southern foot of the Dark Mountains, another large-scale "advance" plan was also intensively prepared. Started the first step of the action.

The southern exit of the Rebellious Fortress is also an important gateway to the gentle zone on the south side of the Dark Mountains. It is armed with magical cannons and alloy armor into the outer area of ​​the "South Gate Fortress" with every inch of brick wall. In the first city wall, a large number of resources, machinery, and personnel mobilized from the empire formed several batches of teams. The magic engine made a continuous roar, and the traction device and lifting device continued to increase. The material boxes of ”were sent to large trucks, and the tanks and multi-purpose combat vehicles carrying out the **** mission were undergoing the final round of inspections, and they were going to the south soon.

Gordon, the great architect, stood high on the outer city wall, with his eyes retracted from the convoy in the assembly area, and turned to the forest outside the city wall.

In the distance, the Black Forest was still luxuriant, and his vision was filled with dense and distorted huge plants. These plants, which were nourished by the chaotic magic in the wasteland and became extremely strong, showed no signs of decay in the past winter. And in the midsummer that just ended, more twisted plants emerged from the edge of the Black Forest, as if they wanted to provoke the "frontier" set by the Cecil Empire at the South Gate Fortress.

The imperial soldiers stationed at the fortress certainly couldn't stand this provocation, so in the last two weeks of summer they used heavy burners and fortress cannons on the walls to make a just response to the Black Forest. Now the growth of the forest edge is no longer there. Once driven back, Gordon looked in the direction of the last incineration, as if he could still see the green smoke rising from there.

"Do you want to build a railway that runs through the Black Forest..." The great architect grumbled twice in his throat, with a smile on his face, "This thing is really challenging."