Chapter 1147： Blood relative

After watching the broken coast for a long time, the red dragon Karador withdrew his sight, and then he raised his head, the huge dragon wings spread high, soaring into the air from the small floating island, and flying to a place located in the south of the town. A large floating island near the sea and large enough to support a town.

In that devastating battle, the huge energy released by the Dragon God almost permanently changed the appearance of this ancient continent, and as the southeast coast that was hit hardest, the changes here were particularly astonishing-fragmented. The coastline and the collapsed cliffs are just part of it. The large and small islands floating in the air are far more incredible than the changes on the surface...and have more potential for development and exploration.

According to the judgments of the three Archaean leaders, the chaotic magical environment over the Broken Coast and the charged state of the floating island itself will cause these lands torn from the Tarrond continent to float in the next thousands or even tens of thousands of years. Above the sea surface, and between these islands full of dragon power, the active energy currents and unstable spatial structure have given birth to many natural phenomena that need to be studied.

In the early days of Binhai County’s establishment, the development team lacked sufficient combat power and supplies, so they could only watch the islands floating near their heads from a distance. However, as the development activities gradually got on the right track and connected Binhai County-Xin'a The material passage between the Gondolas was opened, and the dragons of Binhai County have now successfully expelled the elemental creatures and hostile spirits entrenched on several main floating islands, and set up observation posts and research institutes on some of them. , Energy stations and other facilities-the island that Karador flew to was the first to be cleaned up and has now become a permanent stronghold.

Accompanied by the heavy flapping of wings, the huge red dragon landed smoothly on a rock platform on the edge of the floating island. The floating island full of energy was extremely stable, even if the dragon took off and landed on it. I can't feel the slightest shaking, I just feel as solid as on the ground.

In front of the rock platform, a metal tower apparently made up of recycled materials from the ruins is running in the cold wind. It is composed of a number of cylinders, exposed pipes and cables, indeterminate runes and inlaid cylinders. There were occasional slight sparks jumping between the crystals at the top. Several dragons who maintained their human form were busy around this facility. They just nodded in a hurry to sign the arrival of the "manager" Kalador. Back to work soon.

This is a very natural phenomenon in Tarrond today. After the war, the red tape of the old age that has gradually become complicated and useless due to the long-term social closure and solidification has been wiped out like those meaningless extravagant reliefs, in the harsh wilderness. The survival process of the dragons quickly realized that only efficiency and hard work are the key to maintaining the survival of the group, especially near key facilities such as communications and energy. The improvised equipment is often prone to problems, so technicians Even if we meet three Taikoo dragons in person, they will only nod their heads.

Calador transformed into a human form, came next to the tower-like facility, and nodded to a mechanic who was monitoring data: "How is the communication tower? Is there any sudden interruption like the last time?"

"No, it seems to be able to operate smoothly," the mechanic said without looking back. "At present, we can steadily contact Agundor and the stronghold on Cracked Rock Mountain, but the signal is beyond the signal if it is farther. Coverage...Continuing to increase the antenna power is no longer helpful, but will affect the life of these parts."

"...There is no way. The equipment dug out from the ruins can only be refurbished to this extent, and the energy interference on the surface is too strong." Calador shook his head helplessly. He looked into the distance, the others. A small floating island closer to him appeared in his field of vision. On one of the islands, he could also see another smaller antenna device-the device was actually connected to the communication tower in front of him. The two sets of antennas work together to increase the communication power of this communication station, but it is clear that even if this is done, the effect is very limited.

"Installing antennas on these high-altitude islands can already minimize the interference of surface energy vortices," the mechanic responded casually, with a trace of regret in his tone, "Hey...the main thing is that the equipment is in bad condition. If we can get the gain unit produced in the newly restarted factory in Agonda, we can contact the base of Vortex Island."

Calador sighed: "No way. There are only a few factories that can still operate. We have to use our production capacity in more important places. First, we must ensure stable communication with the West Coast guard post. Until all the equipment on the line is replaced with new parts, it is not our turn to the communication tower."

"West Coast Guard Post..." The mechanic's gaze finally shifted slightly away from the equipment in front of him. The middle-aged dragon frowned and said with some worry, "Do you mean the guard post that monitors the high tower? "

"It can only be them," Calador nodded. "The only stronghold on the West Coast is the guard post."

The mechanic was silent for two seconds, shook his head and sighed: "Oh, their side is indeed more important than ours... Seriously, I admire the dragons who signed up to go to the west coast. In this situation Fly around the long coastline to the other side of Tarrond, to monitor the terrible tower, and also find a way to solve half of the supplies...I just hope they are all safe."

"This is our responsibility," Calador said in a deep voice. "We have left enough mess for this world."

"Responsibility..." The mechanic whispered the word Calador mentioned. He didn't say anything, and refocused his attention on the work in front of him. Almost at the same time, a piece of crystal connected to the communication tower The curtain suddenly brightened, and the sound and light effect representing the communication access attracted Calador's attention.

"Connect." Calador said almost subconsciously, but the unresponsive crystal curtain made him react quickly-the Omega system is no longer there, and these simple primitive devices will not respond to his "instructions" .

He shook his head and stepped forward to manually activate the flashing symbol on the curtain. Accompanied by a slight noise and crackling, the face of a young dragon appeared on the curtain-a correspondent in Binhai County.

"Congressman Karador," the young dragon said, "the southern observation post sent a messenger to report that they saw a large group of strangers...the dragons appeared in the outer sea, flying towards the broken coast at high speed. Can you establish communication with them, do you need to send a town guard to take off to intercept it?"

"Unfamiliar... Dragon? Coming from the south?" Calador was taken aback, and then he seemed to think of something, his expression instantly became very solemn, "Don't intercept, just send the dragon to guide them to land at Binhai County Landing Field. Hurry over."

"Yes, Senator Calador." The correspondent nodded immediately and then ended the communication. The mechanic standing next to Calador couldn't help but ask: "Member, those strange dragons are..."

Calador looked complicated and serious. He looked at the mechanic's eyes for a long time before breaking the silence with a deep voice: "That's our... blood relative."

After a while, the huge red dragon has soared from the floating island and flew straight in the direction of Binhai County’s landing field. Before he flew to the ground, the corner of his eye had already seen that one. The dragons flying from the southern waters and bathing in the brilliance of the extreme daylight.

As the dragons approached, residents of Binhai County quickly noticed the strange dragons flying in from the outside, whether they were hunting offshore, expelling monsters outside the town, or building work in the town. The dragons of Lund cast their eyes to the sky outside the town in astonishment--

They saw the dragons that were completely different from themselves came out of the clouds and descended towards the fragmented shore of Tarrond. The radiance from the huge sun shone on these dragons, on the edges of their wings and their broad backs. The brilliance of steel appeared. In this cold afternoon, in this war-torn land, this scene was as strong as a manifestation of fate imprinted on the hearts of almost every witness. Perhaps until thousands of years later, these pioneers and rebuilders who worked diligently in their new homes will keep this scene firmly in mind:

An unfamiliar group of dragons flew from the south, visiting this ancient dragon kingdom as an outsider, and then breaking a barrier that had lasted for 1.87 million years.

Under the leadership of the guide, a group of dragons formed by a total of hundreds of dragons landed on the landing field outside Binhai County, and the local dragons living in this pioneering stronghold had arrived from everywhere at this time, and They gathered outside the landing field with expressions of curiosity and astonishment.

They looked at the alien dragons-the latter was obviously smaller than the native dragons in Tarrond, but they also had heroic heads, scales and wings. Their wing structures seemed weird and shrinking. , But there are huge steel wings covering the outer edges of their double wings, and not only the wings, the kind of armor-like mechanical armor actually covers nearly half of their body surface, from the alloy cast visor to the belt There are a large number of rune devices and mounting structures for the carapace and breastplate, from the steel wings to the spine-like covering deck extending from the tail. These alien dragons can be said to be fully armed, like a moving steel fortress. general.

For the Tarrond dragon, who has been accustomed to sophisticated and advanced implants, the mechanical armor on these outsiders is a product completely different from their technical route, and the novelty they bring... even inferior. In the "outsiders" themselves.

Kalador, who landed on the landing field in advance, has already moved forward and transformed into a human form while taking steps-most of the dragons from the lower Talrond have never seen the "dragonborn" in person. Even if they knew about the existence of the Holy Dragon Principality, they didn't know the details. Therefore, he chose to personally contact these "comrades" from the Holy Dragon Principality for the first time in order to avoid uncontrolled situations as much as possible.

This "reunion" has been too late for too many years, and he does not want any accidents.

As Kalador walked forward, among the heavily armed alien dragons, a giant dragon with fiery red scales also stepped out, the mechanical structure on her creaked, cooling and releasing Heat and light mist are released between the energy grids, and then a light curtain hangs down. This dragon-like body is folded and shrunk into the elemental realm. A tall woman with long hair and a fiery red shawl walks through the light curtain. Came out and came to Karador.

Under the witness of the two dragons, Calador took the lead to break the silence: "Hello, I am the current manager of Binhai County, Calador."

"Ashalena, the Dragon Seal Witch, represents the Principality of the Holy Dragon," the tall red-haired lady stood there straight, raised her head in the cold wind of the Arctic continent and stared at the pure blood red dragon in front of her, "We are here to help of."

"Very...Thank you very much!" Calador took a deep breath, "On behalf of the Tarrond Provisional Panel, I thank and welcome you for coming-please come with me, I will arrange a place for you to stay. Food is already being prepared in the town..."

"We have a place to stay. We brought our own food and medicine." Ashalena waved her hand. Behind her, the dragons covered in mechanical armor are cooperating with each other to fix the large container warehouse on their backs. Unloaded on the ground, those containers are surrounded by runes that regulate gravity and energy interfaces, and their fronts are sprayed with the eye-catching human lingua franca: Gülen Heavy Industries.

They are obviously equipment from the Cecil Empire.

"Like I said, we are here to help-we take care of the food by ourselves, and where we live, we only need a place to stay," Ashalena was a little dazed to see Calador, raising her voice slightly, "We There are a lot of people, and what you see is only the first batch-the second batch has just taken off from Longyueya. By then, your town may not be able to live, so just prepare an open area and we will build our own camp."

Calador opened his mouth, only to find that he couldn't organize any language for a while.

The dragonborns... they are here. After being "banished" by Talrond for so many years, they brought the much-needed support to this land without complaint. What kind of mood did they take off from Longyueya? Why can they do this? What are they thinking at the moment? How did they see Tarrond now?

Calador, who has lived for a long time, can't get an answer at this moment, but he knows that this is definitely not the time to explore the answer.

"We will do our best to support you," the old pure-blood red dragon nodded to the young "dragon descendant" from the Principality of the Holy Dragon. "Argundor will soon send someone to contact... We really need support very, very much now, and your arrival will greatly ease the difficulties encountered in developing strongholds."

"That's good, we are here to solve the difficulties," Ashalena said casually, and looked back at the temporary port in the direction of the coastline. "Why, the fleet from Beigang hasn't arrived yet?"

Kalador was taken aback, and immediately reacted: "We only received the news at noon today. They have just crossed the eternal storm sea, and they should not arrive until tomorrow at the earliest..."

"Really? Aha, we set off many days late, and in the end we got there before them," Ashalena laughed, joking about someone in her tone, "Like the guy who wrote the letter last time Bragging about driving the fastest warship in the world-I almost believed it."

Karador was confused. He didn't know the cause and effect of the incident. Of course it was not easy to speak at this time, but he probably guessed that the young lady dragonborn was teasing someone in the combined fleet. Makes him a little dumbfounded--

Madam, you guys came here...