Chapter 1017： Surge

The large-scale military mobilization in the direction of Winterhold cannot be concealed-even grandiose at all.

In the Cecil-controlled area, in the front command post of Winter Wolf, officers and staff gathered in the former castle hall. Intelligence from all parties flowed into here like a river flowing into the sea. Each piece of information was delivered, one instruction after another. After being issued, the sky above a Mowang terminal reflects the distant scene, and a large number of busy civilian staff and commanders are busy here.

Gawain was standing in front of a large sand table at the end of the hall. Philip and Maryland next to him deduced the current deployment of the Typhons around Winterhold, and they had replaced Solderlin in the Iron Ranger Commander suit. In front of them, he said in a hasty tone: "The reconnaissance troops found a large number of battle mages and mixed legions near Gelin Town. It is preliminary estimated that at least twelve legions are moving from there to the front line..."

Philip raised his head to look at Gawain with a serious gaze on his face. Maryland took the battle flag model beside the sand table and silently placed it on the map according to the intelligence brought by Solderlin - and here Around the newly added red flag, the red mark representing the Typhon Army has covered the entire Winter Fortress defense line, dense as a river.

"Are all the transcendents of the Typhons grow out of the earth..." Amber who stood aside stared in a bit of amazement, "Where did so many transcendent legions come from... Are you planning to flood the battlefield with a sea of ​​people?"

"All the standing and reserve forces in Typhon, some of the rotating troops near the southern frontier and east coast, and the transcendents directly under the royal family... I am afraid they have all been transferred," Gao Wen said with a frown, "this I am afraid that the number cannot even be expanded on the main plain between Winterhold and Winter Wolf..."

"Ma..." Amber was taken aback. "That Rosetta is crazy? Not to mention how many people crowded around a winter fort can really be used on the front battlefield, he is not afraid of losing control of the domestic situation. The inside of Typhon is going to become "hollow"..."

"Indeed, this scale of transfer, I am afraid that Typhon has reached the critical line to maintain normal order... But compared to this, Rosetta can mobilize such a large force from the whole country so quickly and on a large scale and can still maintain it. This is the domestic order that deserves our most attention," Gao Wen said in a low voice, while his gaze was slowly sweeping across the sand table. The intelligence gathered here for the past few days is forming a clearer image in his mind, making the whole The topographical map is more three-dimensional, "...Soldlin, you mentioned earlier that a large number of convoys loaded with energy crystals entered the Winterhold area from the Ankum crossing?"

Solderlin nodded: "Yes, the specific number is unknown. It can only be determined that it is very, very large. After entering the Winterhold area, it was diverted and transported to several mountains near the fortress - those mountains have been marked on the sand table. Out."

Gao Wen sighed. He did see the high mountains marked on the sand table. They were distributed around the white castle on the top of the mountain, forming a series of excellent vantage points with the "Winter Fort". , But even though they are excellent vantage points, those mountains are still quite far away from Cecil’s control area. Whether it’s Cecil’s largest rainbow gun or Typhon’s Legion-level spells, May threaten any target on the line of fire between the two countries from that distance.

Maryland could see this too. He stared at the picture on the sand table and whispered as if talking to himself: "From this distance... we should not be able to hit our outpost."

"Yes, it can't be called, so this thing is probably not for us," Gawain nodded slightly, then he thought a little, and suddenly looked at Amber on the side, "Where is Veronica now? "

"In the prayer room on the top floor of the castle," Kohaku replied immediately, "Should I go and call her over?"

"No, what she is doing now is very important. It's better not to leave that prayer room...I will go there in person."

...

In the uppermost layer of Winter Wolf Fort, the enveloping sacred brilliance flows in the room like water, and a certain kind of slight noise drifting away from the edge of human ear recognition echoes in the air. Together, they construct a kind of peaceful and quiet "field", allowing The entire floor of the building here is filled with relaxing and uplifting power.

Veronica/Ophelia, holding a platinum scepter in her hand, stood in the center of the prayer room on the top floor, closing her eyes slightly to feel the flow of the holy light, the simple and symbolic surface of the furnishings around her There is a faint light flowing, and a symbol of pure holy light is stepped on by her. From time to time, some hazy phantoms will appear on the surface of the symbol-sometimes it is distant mountains, sometimes it is not like the world. Palaces, but more often they are incomprehensible and constantly changing lights and lines.

Suddenly, Veronica opened her eyes, and she turned to look at the door to the side. The next second, Gawain pushed the door and walked in.

"Good afternoon, Your Majesty," Veronica nodded slightly and said softly, "Everything here is as usual."

"How is the monitoring situation?" Gao Wen said casually, "Is the power of God of War still infiltrating this world?"

"Of course... the power that does not belong to this world is increasing every second. The huge power of faith converges into a river, flowing from all over the place. At this moment, this is the focal point of the power of war in the world," Vero Nika whispered, and at the same time slightly raised the platinum scepter in her hand and waved it towards the east wall. The thick wall made of enchanted stone bricks was instantly saturated with glimmer, and it seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye. Completely transparent, revealing the distant mountains in the direction of Winterhold, "You can see for yourself-through the curtain of holy light, you can see Him."

Gawain looked in the direction of Veronica’s fingers. After focusing his gaze a little, he almost immediately noticed the huge phantom that hovered between the clouds and the earth—it was like something in a higher dimension. The current image cast by this material world seems to linger on the earth, but it has an unreal sense of remoteness and illusion, and no matter how much Gawain concentrates and observes carefully, he can't see any detail of it.

It seems that all the "details" have not yet been projected from that higher dimension.

"That's the God of War?" Gawain looked serious, "Is this what Soldering saw?"

"That's the God of War, but it's not quite. Therefore, even if ordinary people occasionally witness it, they will not be immediately spiritually contaminated. He is entering our world at a slow but tangible rate, and with more and more priests and believers "Driven" to this area by the Emperor Rosetta, his "coming" process is also accelerating," Veronica nodded, "But even so, I'm not sure when he will be completely Come down."

"Probably not by estimation?" Gawain asked curiously.

"'Arrival' is not entirely a gradual process, especially when the mapping relationship between God of War and this world has gradually become chaotic," Veronica shook her head, "As long as all conditions are met, then God of War Maybe tomorrow he will fully enter the material world, but if a certain condition goes wrong, then he may stay in this critical state for a whole year...so I am even more curious about what exactly the Rosetta the Great has mastered. ', so that he can be confident that he can constrain the arrival time of the God of War within a short range. You must know that even with Tifeng's national strength, it is impossible to maintain the current military power around Winterhold for too long..."

"He has knowledge that we don't know... This knowledge may be more profound than what the rebels know," Gawain said in thought. "Maybe one day I can ask him face to face, but now...I I don't care how he intends to completely'get down' the God of War. I only care about when this will happen."

"Of course, I will continue to'look on' here, and I will notify you as soon as the situation changes." Veronica said gently, and then gently waved, the wall returned to its previous state again. And she continued to hold the scepter on the holy light emblem, looking at the direction of the Typhon Empire like a tireless watchman.

As a powerful transcendent, she can continue to look here for a long, long time.

...

A high mountain in the north of Winter Fort.

The cold wind came from the north, whizzing through the canyons and mountains. The clouds seemed to be at a height within reach. As the high-altitude cold wind roared, they continued to unwind and change. A man wore a dark blue starry robe. The mage officer holding a golden oak staff stood on a temporary high platform built of huge wood and stones, overlooking the busy building scene below.

Mages admired in other countries have become ordinary builders here. Powerful spells are used to shape soil and boulders, accompanied by a variety of shining magical lights, large-scale stone platforms, towers, amplifiers, and various All kinds of large-scale spell facilities are rapidly taking shape at an astonishing speed. At this moment, there is a huge circular spellcaster square on the top of the flattened mountain.

Four stone-grey towers stand around the square. A large circle inlaid with precious metals and precious metals is floating above a round platform with a radius of several tens of meters in the center of the square. More than a dozen battle mages wearing combat robes are in the circle. Below is busy-draw magic symbols on the ground with molten metal, or set gems of various colors in the correct grooves.

"Sir, the ring of focus has passed the resonance test," a mage lowered from the air and bowed slightly in front of the mage officer. "The rune drawing process has passed halfway, and the power output of the Cranen Tower has reached 70%."

"Well, very good...With the rune base plate, the construction progress is indeed faster than expected," the officer nodded and asked casually, "How much is the progress of the energy crystal inlay?"

"Sixty percent of the inlays have been completed--all the inlays can be completed by this time tomorrow," the battle mage said immediately, "in addition, the core magic ball has been transported to the foot of the mountain, and it should be delivered soon. "

There was a trace of satisfaction on the mage officer's face, he nodded lightly, and then raised his gaze, looking across the rolling clouds between the peaks, looking at the direction of the distant Winter Fort.

...

The "Secret Hall" on the upper level of the castle is brightly lit, and a wall inlaid with gems and metal runes flows with waves. On the wall surrounded by streamers, several separated pictures show the scenes of several mountain tops. ——Various wizard troops are busy setting up caster positions. The large-scale towers and the ring of focus have begun to take shape, and in another part of the screen, you can see several camps at the foot of the mountain, engineers and wizards. We are busy building various positions and facilities.

Palin Winterhold waved his hand in front of the wall, switching between the groups of monitoring pictures above, and then he retracted his gaze and looked at Rosetta Augustus not far behind him.

"Your Majesty," the earl of Winterhold nodded slightly. "Every construction project has passed halfway, and the project on the main peak of Winterhold has been roughly completed."

"Very good," Rosetta Augustus said with a calm expression, "it looks like we are progressing well at least in this respect."

The Earl of Winterhold looked at Emperor Rosetta. He seemed to hesitate for a moment before he hesitated and said: "Your Majesty, we have not yet conducted any intelligence synchronization or... communication with Cecil, and we have almost reached it by tacit understanding. At this step, is this situation too dangerous? Even if Emperor Gawain knew our intentions, this'trust' must be very limited. Our crossfire on the border has now escalated to a very dangerous level, and it is hard to say this. It is a'controlled military action', and now we have carried out a large-scale'strengthening'... Will this be too stimulating to the Cecilians?"

Rosetta was silent for a few seconds, then slowly shook her head: "On this matter, we can't communicate with Cecil, or even hint at it-this kind of behavior is too challenging for a war' Order' will lead the gods to unknowable changes...Today, His variables have been enough."

"Then Cecil..."

"...Gavin Cecil is a visionary and wise ruler, and more importantly-he has a strong wrist, as long as he can hold it, then the whole Cecil can hold it," Luo Setta said slowly, but after a while, he still changed his mind, "But your worries are not unreasonable, Palinqing, the Cecilians’ trust and tacit understanding in us are not unconditional. Today I am afraid it has been consumed almost...I will consider this matter."

He shook his head to end the topic temporarily, and then wandered to the window on the side of the hall, his sight through the crystal glass inlaid in the window, overlooking the castle courtyard below.

The soldiers were escorting a group of black-robed men through the courtyard. In a corner of the courtyard, many people in black robes could be seen standing there, bowed their heads as if waiting for trial.

The faces of these black-robed people are hidden by their hoods, and the specific gender, age and posture cannot be seen, but they all have similar characteristics: staggering, shaking their bodies, and presenting a dazed state as if sleepwalking, and some black-robed people On the hem of the clothes and between the sleeves, you can also see the disgusting and terrible tentacles shrinking and stretching...

Rosetta's gaze swept between the black-robed figures, and after a long silence, he whispered as if talking to himself:

"Pray..."