Sword of Dawn

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"Diana... the messenger sent by Typhon?" Veronica muttered with a strange expression, and couldn't help but look Diana up and down, and then suddenly said quickly, "Self-examination, execute the sequence 335, output the conclusion to the language module."

As her words fell, the "handmaid" from Typhon suddenly stiffened visibly, and then there was an imperceptible buzzing sound and the sound of some kind of metal device rubbing in her body, for a few seconds After that, a gleam of light appeared in the depths of her eyes, and she quickly replied: "Self-check, execute Sequence 335... Error, the mental core is misplaced, the original logic library has been reset..."

Accompanied by another burst of abnormal noises from within her body, the black-haired maid seemed to wake up suddenly from a state of trance. She shook her body and stared into Veronica's eyes: "Who are you?"

"The core of the mind has been separated from the Iron Man network... The original logic library has also been overwritten... Can't you even recognize my magic pattern?" Veronica was rarely surprised, "Do you still remember who you are? ?”

Instead of answering her question, Diana repeated: "Who are you?"

"...I am the commander of the Iron Man Corps, Ophelia Norton," Veronica stared at the other party, and said slowly, "I will recognize it again, can you recognize me?"

Then she quickly reported a series of numbers, as if it was some kind of password.

Diana seemed to be greatly touched, and even her body visibly shook. Gawain even felt that the air around the other person was slightly warm, as if this lady was generating an astonishing amount of heat in her body—— Then she stabilized a little and looked into Veronica's eyes: "The password... Passed... But I don't understand... Can't recognize it, my recognition function... It broke down hundreds of years ago, and there is no repair in this era The facilities..."

"Malfunction... That makes sense, but how did you come to the human world?" Veronica frowned, staring into Diana's eyes, "How long have you been in the human world?"

Gao Wen was listening in a daze, and at this moment he finally vaguely guessed something - it was the knowledge found from the memory of the original owner of this body, but the corresponding conclusion was a bit too shocking: "Wait Now, Veronica, I hear what you're talking about... you mean this Lady Diana is a member of the Iron Corps? She's a..."

"Iron soldier, it seems to be a relatively later model, but there seems to be some kind of change in the core of the mind, and it has been out of the control of the original logic library," Veronica explained before Gao Wen finished speaking, "I have never seen I've been through this kind of situation... But I'm not an expert in Iron Man technology."

Amber had been more confused than Gawain from just now, and she didn't understand what happened until now. She suddenly widened her eyes and looked at the tall black-haired lady in disbelief: "Iron Man!? That's... Gawain you mentioned to us, the kind of 'iron man' from the Gondor era?"

The development of the matter was not only beyond the expectations of Gao Wen and others, but even Diana, who was the center, seemed a little astonished. However, this "iron soldier" recovered his composure in a very short time—or restarted his own mind. Mind, she regained that elegant and calm posture, and nodded to Amber: "Sorry, the change of the situation has caught me by surprise. That's right, I am the 'Iron Man' from the Gondor era you mentioned—my That's what the creator told me."

"It looks no different from normal humans..." Amber couldn't help but sighed, "When I first heard the name 'Iron Man', I thought it would be that kind of mechanical doll covered in steel, like The kind of steel golems made by the mages are like machine-made people... I didn't expect it to be quite beautiful."

Diana nodded calmly: "Thank you for your compliment - although the compliment on appearance is not important to me."

"Hey, you're welcome, everyone is from the Gondor era." Amber rolled her eyes, thought of something, and stretched out her hand to the other party with a smile, "Hello, I am a man-made human from the Gondor Empire—we are barely considered 'Compatriots'?"

Diana didn't respond to Amber's outstretched hand, she just looked at the little half-elf, tilting her head, her face showing undisguised confusion.

Then she looked away and looked at Veronica: "Your password is correct. I can temporarily log you in as Ophelia Norton, but I have left the Iron Man Corps and will no longer accept your instructions."

This answer was obviously completely beyond Veronica's expectations, and the latter narrowed her eyes slightly: "Get out of the Iron Man Corps? How did you do it?"

Chapter 1030 Far Traveler

The iron man technology of the Gondor Empire - Gawain actually doesn't know much about it. Although he has the memory he inherited from Gawain Cecil, even Gawain Cecil himself was only a child of origin. The lowest level of knight apprentices in the Gondor border area, their limited knowledge comes from a few rural teachers, and this level of education obviously does not involve too many things about "ironman technology".

According to Gao Wen's own understanding, this technology is strong artificial intelligence + bionic robot, which is a cutting-edge technology no matter on the earth or in this world.

But in his limited cognition, at least one thing is certain: all iron men have belonged to the "Iron Man Corps" since the day they stepped off the production line, no matter whether they were sent to various legions in the mainland or to a certain border. No iron man can break away from this "corps" at any outpost, and the relevant logic has been written into the bottom layer of their mental core, and with their own abilities... there is absolutely no way to change it.

As former Gondorian royals, Veronica/Ophelia obviously knows this too.

Therefore, after seeing an "iron soldier" who claimed to have left the Iron Man Corps, even she couldn't help being surprised: "Separated from the Iron Man Corps? How did you do it?"

Diana shook her head: "I don't remember, my memory device broke down, and I lost a lot of content after it was repaired—I only know that I have indeed left the Corps, and I have a clear understanding of this in my mental core. "

Veronica looked serious. She took a serious look at this iron soldier who had been active in the human world for hundreds of years, and her tone was as gentle as ever: "So, you are now serving the royal family of the Typhons?"

"Yes," Diana nodded slightly, "They took in and restored me, and I swore to serve their family."

"Gratitude... A normal iron man doesn't seem to make such a logical judgment, but it doesn't matter," Veronica shook her head lightly, "Do you mind if I ask you a few more questions?"

Diana glanced at Veronica, and nodded after a little thought: "As long as I don't violate the oath I made to the Augustus family, and don't violate my mental logic."

"It's just some past events that have nothing to do with this era..." Veronica said gently, "Do you still remember where you were and what you did?"

Diana recalled briefly and nodded: "I used to be one of the guards at the Viplandon Observatory, responsible for protecting the safety of Sir Scott Planting and Mr. Alphonse Hall."

"Then do you still remember the eruption of the magic tide? Were you still at the observatory at that time?"

"...This memory is partially damaged, but it can be restored in general," Diana hesitated a little this time, but then nodded, "I confirm that I worked in the observatory until the last moment before the outbreak of the demon tide, but the specific situation at that time The situation is gone.”

Veronica thought for a while, and then asked, "What happened after that? What do you remember?"

"After that, my memory was blank for a long time. After my consciousness came back online, I have come to a country re-established by the remnants of Gondor. At that time, it was still called the 'Kingdom of Typhon'," Diana replied, "I was Their court scholars and mages recovered it. According to them, I fell on the edge of the Great Wall and my body was severely damaged. They took me to Orlandle as a research sample and it took nearly 30 years to wake me up again. ...It was Typhon's 47th year at that time."

"It took them 30 years to fix you?" Gawain, who had been listening quietly and without interrupting, finally couldn't help but speak at this moment, "And it was Typhon's 47 years at that time...that is to say, you are from the magic After the tide broke out, it wandered around for more than ten years before it was discovered by humans near the magnificent wall?"

"From the perspective of time, it's true," Diana said calmly, "but I can't be sure whether I was wandering in the wasteland or "outside the wall" close to the wasteland for more than ten years, and this part of the memory is completely lost. "

"...In the demon tide, almost all unprotected iron soldiers were damaged by the impact, so you should be operating outside the wall, but there are no absolutes in the world, and your mental core state is a bit weird, which may indicate that you were You were lucky enough to 'survive' the impact of the demon tide," Veronica said thoughtfully, "Anyway, you have lost the memory from the outbreak of the demon tide to entering the human kingdom...really Don't you have any impression?"

Diana showed a very humane expression of thought and distress. Although the change in this expression was relatively subtle, it still made people wonder that there was almost no difference between her and the real person.Then she shook her head. "I only remember a very fleeting and vague impression—Sir Scott Planting ordered me to go northeast. I don't remember anything else."

This Sir's name has appeared for the second time, and Amber couldn't help asking: "Who is that Sir Scott Planting?"

It was not Diana who answered her, but Veronica who was holding a platinum scepter. This ancient disobedient obviously knew more about the upper echelons of the ancient Gondor Empire than Gawain: "He was the leader of the Viplandon Observatory at that time. managers."

"That's obvious. When the magic tide broke out, the director of the Viplandon Observatory ordered his bodyguards to evacuate and run to a safe area, and then this lady did so, but she might not run as fast as the magic tide, plus He did not act together with the fleeing troops at that time, so he was probably caught up by the demon tide. After being damaged, he wandered between the wasteland and the human kingdom for more than ten years, until he was finally discovered by the Typhon people at that time. Then it was repaired for 30 years, and after the repair, I was able to move around, but most of the memory was lost... Basically, it should be such a process," Amber pinched her chin, her two pointed ears were shaking and shaking, and she analyzed clearly, but she was tight. Then she scratched her hair and looked at Gawain, "By the way, where is the Viplandon Observatory?"

"Near the northern border of ancient Gondor, near the scorched mana," Gawain flipped through the map in his mind, looked at Diana and said casually, "If you start from there and head northeast, as long as there is no big deviation in the direction, you should be able to Encounter the eastern end of the Dark Mountains, before the Black Forest had spread there, so you have the opportunity to climb over the mountains and go directly to the northern part of the Shadow Marsh... That is indeed Typhon. A difficult journey, I should congratulate You can finish it safely."

Diana lowered her head slightly to Gao Wen: "Thank you for your compliment."

"That's not much of a compliment," Gawain waved his hand, then looked at Diana curiously, "Then...have you also told Rosetta Augustus these things?"

"Forgive me for having no comment." The black-haired maid said calmly but firmly.

"...It seems that as long as it involves your master, you will not casually talk to strangers," Gawain was not surprised, "but I guess he must know, and he must know more than we— ——In hundreds of years, the Augustus family should have inquired about everything they could.”

Diana still maintained that indifferent expression, neither affirming nor denying, not even acquiescing - only at this time did she show a "trait" that was different from a real person. There is really no information on the face with bionic skin and steel and polymer interior.

Then Veronica and Gao Wen asked a few more questions, and Diana answered some of them without violating the principle. For Veronica's "face", this lady's attitude has actually changed. Quite cooperative, but she did not reveal any valuable information after all.

After all the questions and answers came to an end, Diana glanced between Gawain, Veronica and Amber, and asked with sufficient patience: "So, can I leave? Or are you planning to dismantle the building?" Interact with me for more information?"

"Ah, of course not." Gawain was startled, and quickly waved his hand. Then he couldn't help hesitating for a while, but after quick weighing, he nodded, "You can leave now, Diana Miss."

"Then, thank you for your care during this period of time." The black-haired maid bowed slightly, raised her skirt again and saluted, then she bent over to pay respects to Veronica next to her, and then took half a step back, The figure gradually disappeared into the air.

After the opponent's figure and breath disappeared for a few seconds, Amber suddenly looked at Gao Wen: "Really let her go like this? If you want to regret it, I can stop her - she left behind on the edge of the Shadow Realm." There are more obvious traces, and I can track them."

To be honest, Gao Wen was really a little entangled in his heart. After all, such a special iron man of Gondor who might hide countless secrets just left under his nose. The experience behind the other party was unbearably curious. After struggling, he still shook his head: "We can't detain the envoy sent by Typhon for no reason—especially such a special 'envoy'."

There are indeed many secrets about Diana, but Gao Wen thought about it carefully. These secrets do not seem to involve the core interests of either Typhon or Cecil. At this stage, it seems that they can only be used to satisfy his own curiosity. In terms of value, it is not cost-effective to threaten the current extremely fragile and dangerous balance between the two countries in order to dig out these secrets.

There is ample time.

He felt that this would not be the last time he would deal with that "Gondor machine girl".

"Actually, I'm still a little worried that the Typhon people will know some...sensitive information from our side." Amber obviously has more worries. This half-elf who is usually carefree is still quite sharp in terms of intelligence. "For example, Veronica revealed her identity just now, and letting people go like this, wouldn't it be a bit... careless?"

"Why didn't I know you were already so alert?" Gawain glanced at Amber in surprise, then shook his head with a smile before the other party jumped up, "Being alert is a good thing, and Veronica's identity is indeed a little bit different." Special, but... what kind of threat do you think this information will pose to Cecil after it reaches Rosetta's ears?"

Amber froze for a moment, squeezed her chin subconsciously, and muttered while thinking: "There seems to be no clear threat... Rosetta can't take any specific actions against this information... But it is important information after all. People like Rosetta will seize and make good use of all valuable information."

"Yes, he will probably think about these things carefully," Gao Wen said slowly, "but it doesn't matter, in a sense, I don't mind if he knows more about the rebels, including our side. Some 'little secrets'... If he can think more about these little secrets, and even lose sleep for a few nights because of it, that would be even better."

Amber blinked, stared at Gao Wen for a long time, and finally muttered: "I'm afraid I'm planning again..."

Gawain didn't seem to hear Amber's muttering. He noticed that Veronica had been a little distracted from just now, and this is a very rare situation for the other party, so he couldn't help asking: "What's the matter? Are you still thinking about it?" The 'Diana' thing?"

"Nothing," Veronica shook her head, "I do think about her, but it doesn't matter."

As she spoke, she slowly raised her head and glanced into the distance, then turned her gaze away and said to Gao Wen, "Please allow me to leave——I've been 'watching' for too long, and I'm a little tired."

"Of course," Gao Wen immediately agreed, "It's been hard work, go and rest."

Watching the "Saint Princess" leave the courtyard, Gawain exhaled slightly, and at the same time thought of a detail just now:

When Veronica looked into the distance, she didn't seem to be looking at Winterhold - where Diana theoretically returned - but in the direction of the wasteland of Gondor.

This made him think for a while, but soon he shook his head and put the matter aside for the time being: he had other things to do.

Gawain raised his right hand, his eyes fell on a silver ring on his finger.

He recalled the trip to Tarrond not long ago, and recalled the last conversation with the Dragon God Enya - that conversation ended with the sudden change of the situation in Loren Continent and the change of the God of War.

Now, this divine disaster that befell mortals is finally over, and the battle on the defense line of Winterhold has been settled, maybe I should contact those giant dragons, they may also be paying attention to the changes in the situation of this divine disaster .

Gao Wen curled up his fingers, and gently stroked the surface of the Mithril Ring.

Subtle magic power flows in this light and precise magic device, communicating with the distant Tarrond, but...

No response.

……

In the north of the Loren Continent, on the top of the towering mountains of the Holy Dragon Principality.

The cold wind whistled across the mountains, and the snow blown from the top of Longyue Cliff swirled in the wind, passed through the huge stone buildings lined up on the mountain, and rolled up the thick and simple exterior of Longlin Fort. walls, kept out of the fortress by those blazing braziers and invisible Draconic magic.

Grand Duke Baloger Knar stood on a circular platform at the highest point of Dragon's Landing Castle. He lifted the protective barrier around the platform, letting the howling cold wind stir his gray hair and thick cloak.

His gaze pierced through the wind and snow, looking towards the direction of the northern sea.

Omega's voice was howling in his brain, but as a special "outlander", he still kept his flesh and blood brain thinking until now, and did not respond to Omega's call.

But even so, it was time for him to "go home".

Chapter 1031 The Battle of Tearing

Grand Duke Baloger stood on the edge of the terrace, and the towering peaks of the northern mountains were all entwined by hazy clouds and drifting wind and snow, forming a picture scroll where all boundaries seemed to be blurred—— In such a vast landscape, even the terrace made of huge stones is faintly integrated with the sky, it seems that as long as you take a step forward, you can blend into this endlessly wide landscape.

A steady and powerful voice came from behind the terrace: "Grand Duke, the Dragon Blood Council has been handed over."

Balogar, the ruler of the Principality of the Holy Dragon, looked away from the distance, turned his head and nodded slightly to Sir Golosh Schickel who had just stepped onto the terrace: "Well, it's hard work."

"Has the last moment come yet?" Sir Gorosh Schickel, who had a bushy beard and a tall figure, looked at the Grand Duke Dragonblood in front of him, with a complex and inexplicable expression on his face, "Are you leaving?"

"The final moment is coming, and I have to arrive at the battlefield before then," Grand Duke Balogar's voice was as low as a mountain, "I can always hear two voices echoing in my mind at the same time, one of which has already begun Weakened... It's time to leave, this coming-of-age ceremony, I have been absent for too long."

Sir Golosh Schickle was silent for two seconds, then lowered his head: "...This is your mission."

Grand Duke Baloger nodded, and did not speak for a while, only the howling cold wind blew across the top of the mountain, and the wind carried snow particles from afar.After an indeterminate amount of time, the Grand Duke of Dragonblood suddenly broke the silence: "Young dragon descendants are leaving the mountains more and more to seek adventure in the human kingdom in the south..."

"The attraction of the new world is huge, and...the instinct to fly is deeply rooted in the soul of every dragonborn after all, and this cannot be changed by rewriting the genes," Sir Golosh said, "The human world A war has just ended, and the situation on the entire continent will change, more opportunities, a wider world... There must be more and more young dragon descendants leaving the mountains."

Balogel glanced at the courtier who had followed him for many years, and there was a smile on his face: "You are different from me, you are also a 'Dragonborn' who was born and raised in the mountains of the Holy Dragon Principality, I still I remember that when you were young, you also did the feat of jumping off Longyue Cliff... I didn't expect that so many years have passed in a blink of an eye."

"Yeah, it's been many years." Sir Golosh couldn't help softening his always stern face. He may have recalled the time when he was young, or he may have thought of his daughter who is living happily in the human world." You are still so strong and full of vitality, but I can't even glide anymore...but that's okay, I'm much luckier than my parents and grandparents to see the changes in this world in my lifetime."

There was another mountain wind blowing from afar. Grand Duke Baloger glanced at the far north. Through the hazy clouds, he seemed to be able to see the majestic eternal storm swirling on the vast sea. The cloud wall is like a peerless barrier between Loren Continent and Tarrond.He took a deep breath of cold air, and said as if talking to himself: "It's time."

"I wish you a safe journey," Sir Gorosh lowered his head and said in the most solemn tone of his life. "From now on, dragonborn can call themselves dragons."

A gust of wind suddenly swept across the terrace built of boulders, and the coercion of a giant dragon was heard in the wind. It rose up on the wind and rushed to the sky with a surge of magic power. Sir Gorosh kept his head bowed in the wind until A deep and majestic voice was heard coming from the distant sky: "Lift up, you are dragons yourself!"

A huge white dragon shadow rushed from the highest point of Dragon's Landing Castle to the clouds. The thousands of dragon descendants living around Dragon's Landing Castle almost all saw this unprecedented scene——they saw the giant dragon's wings A strong wind blew up, and the snow on the high mountains swept around him. The magic power in the sky changed its direction, and even a pale silver trajectory pointing to the far north was outlined in the clouds.

Countless eyes looked at the sky from the mountains and river valleys of the Holy Dragon Principality. The dragon descendants looked at the giant dragon hovering in the clouds in astonishment, even with some trepidation—it was a real dragon, with a body of nearly [-] meters and a strong body. They are definitely not deformed and weak defective dragon descendants, and in the countless years of history of the Holy Dragon Principality, no dragon descendant has ever seen a real dragon appear in the sky above their heads.

Is this good news?Is this a bad omen?Is this a signal from the hometown of the dragon?Or just a passerby?

No one recognized that it was the Dragon Blood Grand Duke who had ruled this land for countless years——in the panicked eyes of the dragon descendants, the silver-white dragon circled the highest mountain of the Holy Dragon Principality several times, Then raised his head and rushed to the northern horizon.

……

The chaotic dragon that covers the sky occupies the sky. The undulating clouds, mutated flesh, crystallized bone spurs, and blood-stained weapons constitute his terrifying body measured in kilometers. This is beyond the comprehension of mortals, and even beyond natural phenomena. Terrible existences that can not be explained are galloping across the vast continent of Tarrond, spreading beams of destruction and brimstone flames to the entire land in an attitude of irrational, pure anger and destruction.

The sky during the extreme day has been covered by billowing smoke, and the huge sun that would not set for half a year was also covered by the "night curtain" created by the dragon of chaos. Under the dim sky, scorching black clouds hang down to On the surface of the sea, one after another thick lightning strikes all the mountains and plains on the mainland——

At the edge of Tarrond, the chaotic gravity has torn more than half of the coastline, the earth curled up into the sky, and turned into fragmented giant islands floating in the sky in a form that violated the laws of nature; Created a terrible gap leading to the elemental world, the material world and the elemental world penetrated each other, and the living flames and surging ice continued to reshape everything on the earth; in the sky, a door leading to the shadow world was opened Forcibly tearing open, with every roar of the dragon of chaos, there are jet-black lightning pouring out of that gate, tearing apart the once glorious city and the continuous factories and temples.

Everything accumulated on this continent in the past 1807 million years is dissipating like dust, and the glorious but musty dragon civilization is being torn to pieces by its former patrons - towering buildings, connecting The huge network of pipelines that surround the city, the factory facilities that were used to support the huge population of the Dragon Race...all were smashed to pieces in the out-of-control gravity storm, elemental erosion and space rift.

And in this doomsday-like scene, countless giant dragons rushed up to the sky like a tide, biting the body of the disordered dragon like a cold and ruthless machine without blood or tears. The missile groups launched in the offshore area created a scorching sea of ​​flames on the latter again and again. Every minute and every second, large swaths of "dust" would fall from the sky in the sky of Tarrond. Those "dust" were chemical The ashes of the dragon's remains, the steel weapons made by Omega, and the weakened body fragments of the chaos dragon.

This is a doomsday bloody battle, and this bloody battle has lasted for an unknown amount of time.

Deep underground in Tarrond, a high-speed silver-white train crashed through the tunnels protected by layers. The train carried mechanical weapons and ammunition supplies ready for the next battle; the ancient computing center was buzzing, constantly Calculating the firepower arrangement for the next second and the remaining number of dragon corps; underground furnaces and doomsday factories are running around the clock, converting steel ingots into new weapons, or reclaiming huge "repairable" weapons on the battlefield. The dragon repaired it and went back into battle.

And in the deepest part of this underground steel kingdom, Omega's core is running non-stop, calmly and efficiently—without reverence for gods, or pity for a flesh and blood individual.

As a machine, the core instructions left by its creators in the deepest part of it are above all else, and it is driven by this core instruction to perform its last mission, just like commanding Tarlon for more than 100 million years. There are countless machines in Germany, commanding those giant dragon legions, as well as the ubiquitous ancient forts.

The numbers of legions and forts are constantly decreasing, but according to Omega's precise calculation, the victory will eventually belong to him.

That natural disaster-like "Dragon of Chaos" has weakened, and more importantly, he has broken the chain of belief with mortals, and shed the power of divinity. Now he is still stronger than all creatures in this world. Stronger, but also weaker than Himself at any stage in history, and those dragons who used to be "believers"...every time they attack the Dragon of Chaos, they are actually destroying the latter to maintain own power.

On the west side of Tarrond, in a mine deep underground, the attack from the gods has just penetrated the last steel plate of the fortification.

A silver-white metal dome was destroyed, but for Omega... it only lost a negligible node, and there are thousands of similar nodes, distributed throughout Tarrond, and even distributed all over the seafloor nearby.

There was a heat wave surging in the underground base, and the flames were spreading along all the pipes and passages. The gate to the sea in the distance had been opened, and the roar of seawater pouring into the mine was like thunder.

The just-destroyed silver-white egg-shaped device lay quietly in the center of the base that was about to be submerged by sea water. Its shell had been cracked, and a large number of sparks jumped between its main body and the nearby walls. Before, some severely disordered characters were jumping, showing a short thought of Omega before this node was destroyed:

"The meaning of life . . . is to continue itself . . .