In the communication hall, Kamel stared at the 972 seats that had been silent forever.
Familiar names flashed across his mind, and behind those names were faces that had begun to blur in his memory. He vaguely remembered the day when the Watchmen team had just entered this facility, when everyone swore an oath here. The words are still in my ears.
Voluntarily give up everything that is human, in the name of human beings, watch over this fortress, watch over the hope and seeds in the fortress, until the long night passes, until the lights are rekindled, until the light of civilization shines on the world again.
The Watchmen did not break the oath, and today, the last Watchman will fulfill those vows made a thousand years ago.
Kamel stood at the front end of the hall, standing in front of the wall where the last message had been projected. The rune armor piece was rubbing in the air. He bent slightly and bid farewell to his former colleagues.
Gawain, Hetty and others stood at the entrance of the hall, quietly waiting for Kamel.
"Ancestor, what are you thinking?" Hetty asked in a low voice, looking at Gawain's expression.
Gao Wen sighed lightly: "Think about those unreasonable things."
Hetty looked puzzled: "Unreasonable place?"
"The blockade of this facility," Gawain shook his head lightly, "this facility was blocked a thousand years ago, and the watchmen and 'seeds' also entered a state of stasis and sleep at the same time, but the magic tide really The eruption took place seven hundred years ago, and there was a full three hundred years in the middle... Don't you think it's unnecessary for such a long time in advance?"
"Perhaps it is because the scholars are aware of the horror of the demonic tide, and they think that it will be too late to block and sleep when the demonic tide breaks out," Hetty said of her own guess, "so it is necessary to store a large amount of it before the disaster really breaks out. A batch of sleeping seeds, so that one day civilization is extinct, so that they can wake up and rebuild the empire... "
Gao Wen was noncommittal, and continued after a while: "According to Kamel, in addition to being the 'seed' of the main rebuilding force, the watchmen responsible for guarding the fort are the core executors of the old 'rebellious' plan. They are the most elite The magisters, the most cutting-edge scholars, the value of each person is immeasurable, when the disobedient fortress completes its mission, all the evacuated from here are the peripheral staff of the plan, and the real core, leadership, and informed layers, Almost all of them entered the depths of the fortress and fell into a stagnant sleep, while outside, the 'results' they sent back to the imperial capital have never entered the public eye... "
Hetty frowned, as if realizing what Gawain wanted to say.
And Gao Wen immediately mentioned the third suspicious point: "In the end, the Gondor Empire does not seem to have informed the neighboring countries of the warning of the demon tide."
"You mean elves, dwarves, orcs?" Hetty raised his eyebrows, "Perhaps the empire didn't intend to remind them? Back then, the royal family of Gondor only thought about preserving human civilization in disasters, and never thought about... "
"No, the Gondor Empire back then was completely different from what you imagined," Gawain shook his head, "Since entering the second half of the Starfire Era, the Gondor Empire has been the most powerful country on this continent, but this human empire did not rely on Violence and conquest to get along with other races is of course also due to the restrictions of the Deep Blue Well. The Gondor Empire was in full swing but was unable to expand abroad. Therefore, successive emperors chose to get along with neighboring countries on the basis of maintaining the strength of the empire.
"In the three hundred years from the time when Kamel was active until the outbreak of the demon tide, the Gondor Empire was in the honeymoon period with the elves and dwarves, especially the Silver Empire established by the elves. The 'Ten Forest Covenant' made The relationship between humans and elves has reached its peak. One-third of the descendants of the elves royal family are studying in the capital of Gondor, and the footprints of human caravans are all over the entire silver empire. If the relationship is not so close, the elves will not So enthusiastic about helping human refugees. You know, in addition to building a magnificent wall, the elves also accepted the human southern pioneers, and the Gaoling Kingdom in the south of the mainland is almost established by the elves helping humans back then."
"So... if humans had known about the demon tide, they would have at least warned the elves," Heidi fully understood Gawain's doubts, "but Kamel didn't mention this at all... what he knew Yes, it has always been only the part that preserves human civilization."
"Kamel is just a technician, so he may not know all the high-level plans, but based on the information I have, I can be sure that the elves don't know the news of the magic tide." Gawain nodded, "At least... Their civilians know nothing about it."
"All news has been blocked," Hetty took a light breath, "Most members of the rebellious plan have been blocked and stagnant in this fortress, their results have not been made public from beginning to end, and the royal family of Gondor has neither informed the public. The news about the demonic tide did not warn any races on the mainland. If it was said at the beginning that this was to control the news to prevent panic, it made sense, but until the demonic tide broke out, they were still controlling the news, which is somewhat incomprehensible Now... Those who know the truth, what are they afraid of? Are they just worried about the panic of the people?"
"... I don't know," Gao Wen could only shake his head after being silent for a long time, "but I know that what they are afraid of must not be as simple as the magic tide itself..."
Gao Wen didn't tell Hetty all his doubts. In fact, apart from the unreasonable "information blockade" back then, he also felt that there was another violation in the whole incident: the ancient Gondor royal family's control over the scale of the demon tide. Judgment also seems to have gone wrong.
Judging from the last message they sent to the Fortress of Rebellion, they obviously believed that after the tide of demons, those in the Fortress of Rebellion were the last survivors of mankind, and maybe even the last survivors of all mortal civilizations. In fact, the demons seven hundred years ago Not to mention the destruction of the entire human civilization, even the Gondor Empire had a large number of refugees escape from the wasteland.
In Tyre's words, what happened seven hundred years ago was just a "little devil tide".
The Gondor royal family at that time obviously made a wrong judgment. They mistook that demonic tide as a great demonic tide that could destroy the entire world...
But this kind of misjudgment... is it really just a mistake caused by nervousness? Or is it that the demon tide that erupted seven hundred years ago... should have been enough to destroy the world
Everything is a mystery now.
Kamel finished his final farewell. He came to Gao Wen and leaned down slightly: "I wasted a lot of time."
"It doesn't matter, we are also discussing something." Gao Wen stopped the discussion with Hetty, turned his head and nodded to Kamel, "Don't worry, I will collect every corpse here, and then bury them properly , the world will remember everyone's sacrifice."
"I would like to express my gratitude for them," Kamel said. "Then, I will open all the remaining sample vaults in the fortress. I hope these ancient things can come in handy in this era."
At the same moment, on the boundary line between Anzu and Typhon, the young commander of the Knights was standing in the tall command tower, standing in the room on the top of the tower, staring at the hazy road in the snow through the window. mountains.
Winter is coming, and a heavy snow has lasted from two days ago to today. In front of this natural power, even the dark mountains are covered with a layer of silver. A hazy curtain formed between the mountains, making the boundary between the mountain and the sky blurred.
Andersa Wendell knew that that mountain range led to that ancient, decayed, and dull kingdom. A group of mediocre old-fashioned people entrenched in that land, enjoying the protection of the glory of their ancestors, and also blocking the re-emergence of human beings. path of.
This era should belong to the sharper, stronger, and braver changers. Typhon is such a changer. This great empire represents the glory of mankind and is the embodiment of the spirit of the ancient Gondor Empire. Ansu is almost like this. The opposite of a series of brilliant spirits.
Not only was the kingdom corrupt, it even swallowed her father.
Andersa Wendell withdrew her gaze. Whenever there was heavy snow on the border, she couldn't help but think of her father who had passed away for many years. She was still young at that time, and her memory of her father was probably blurred, but The only thing she remembered clearly was that her father disappeared in the wild land west of the fort after such a heavy snowfall.
One of the oldest and noblest families in the Typhon Empire has lost its best heir ever, but no one is responsible.
Andersa exhaled softly, all the emotional changes were hidden in her pair of light gray eyes, she lowered her head, looking at the letter that had just been opened on the table, the seal of Grand Duke Ferdinand was stamped on the letter , and the content on it is only half a page.
Just like in the past, there were no warm and affectionate words in the grandfather's letters, but only admonitions and instructions from superiors to subordinates. Andersa had to pay attention to those blunt and short words many times before she could see the deep hidden truth. A little bit of concern.
This time the letter is still reminding her to pay attention to the issue of border defense in winter, but it also talks about some changes in the situation in the imperial capital. The old duke still seems to regard his granddaughter as a person who needs to be taught even though Andersa has become The youngest wolf general in Typhon's history, but the habits that Duke Ferdinand had developed throughout most of his life were not so easy to change.
Andersa glanced over the letter, and finally stopped at the few reminders at the end of the letter, which mentioned the "resurrected hero" that was spread recently, as well as instructions to Andersa herself, this The young General Wolf couldn't help frowning, finally sighed slightly, and said to the herald standing by the door: "Go and call Mr. Soldering."
A moment later, a blond elf walked into Andersa's room.
This is a typical pure blood silver elf. He is tall and slender, wearing a ranger's winter hunting suit, with fair skin and almost impeccable appearance. His long pale golden hair hangs behind his head. The adam's apple and a hint of heroism between the eyebrows and eyes indicate his gender. This blond male silver elf is even more like an elegant and beautiful lady. From the appearance, this "beautiful gentleman" doesn't even make people feel a little bit of force momentum.
However, Andersa knew the true strength of this silver elf, which made her, a strong human being who inherited the title of wolf general, amazed. Soldiers were the best hunters and scouts in the fort right now, and the best people she could think of for infiltration.
"Mr. Soldering," Andersa nodded slightly to the silver elf in front of her, "I have a task for you."
"Happy to help, Commander," the silver elf Solderin slightly lowered his head, with a smile on his face, "I haven't found a satisfactory prey for a long time since the beginning of winter."