Heras listened to the roar of lightning from behind, and couldn't help but bless him with a third-level fire element faction spell: "Flame Rapid". Now everyone's speed in the pine forest was much faster than that of the flying technique. The average speed of the mid-level mage's flying technique was not as good as that of the carriage.
They ran for a long time, until some cut down stakes began to appear in the pine forest, and they slowed down. Heras took a breath and stopped first. During this period, he added more than twenty times of "Light of Wind" and "Rapid of Fire"... Fortunately, the duration of these auxiliary spells was much longer than the faction buffer time.
The goblin Marin was always being carried by the lich, and was already dumped. He wiped the foam on the corner of his mouth, looked around dizzyly, and said in a daze: "Walk here for a while and you'll be there... Uh... it seems there... no... here..."
Seeing that the goblin's fingers kept pointing towards the sky, Glylenya immediately released a sober magic technique to him. After the soft blue light rippled for a while, Marin could see the scene around him clearly.
"It has arrived! Where is the logger here?!" Marin said a little at a loss.
"Let's look for it separately." When Herath saw the goblin's reaction, he suddenly had a bit of an ominous premonition.
When everyone heard this, they dispersed to all directions. After exploring for a while, the fluctuations of the magic beacons came from Glylenya's direction, and everyone who received the signal rushed over one after another.
In front of the priest was a steep hill, and a woodcutter was lying at the intersection of the hilly road, and parts were scattered everywhere.
"Thunderbird..." Edwin picked up a part and sniffed it, and said a little dull.
Marin opened the lich's skeleton hand and ran quickly to the intersection of the hills. When he saw the scene behind the hills, he couldn't help but cover his face with his hands and collapsed on the ground...
Heras immediately followed, and the others followed closely behind, and as soon as he approached the intersection, he took a breath!
Behind the hill is a plain. At the skyline of the plain, there is a towering crater. The mountains surround the middle of the mountain, leaving only a valley entrance facing Heras. The crater protects the land inside like a natural towering city wall. However, no matter how high it is, it cannot stop those flying things...
The entire steam city was bathed in lightning! Black smoke was emitting everywhere, accompanied by the explosion of flames, illuminating the craters like a giant crater!
There are countless birds hovering above the Crater, but because the distance is too far, except for Heras having a quantum brain scan, everyone can only see countless dense black dots soaring in the sky.
But even if you can't see clearly, what those black dots are is self-evident!
"They are building nests..." Glyrenya murmured to himself when he saw this. Northeridan City has been occupied by thunderbirds! The fate of the gnomes and goblins in the city must be unoptimistic.
"Malin! What was Steam City studying before?" Heras closed his shock and asked at the goblin. Seeing that the goblin was dumbfounded and did not reply, he lifted Marlin up and repeated loudly.
Marin was awakened and couldn't help crying loudly, sobbing and said, "We have imported a large number of magic electricity-related alchemy products from humans and elves... and are studying the process of mass production of electrochemical steam boilers..."
Heras sighed when he heard this. These dwarfs and goblins were extremely unlucky. It should be these research on magic electric boilers that attracted thunderbirds. Moreover, the crater mountain has superior terrain and is simply a natural nest. Even without the attraction of magic electric, it is not surprising that the thunderbirds choose here...
"Take me to the Cromi outpost to check it out." Heras left the goblin and gave a light command.
"No problem... Sir, I just happened to want to go there to see..." Marin wiped his tears and got up, then ran back into the cut down pine forest.
"Going now?" Grelenya looked away from the shock in the horizon and asked in confusion.
"I want to see if there are still escaping dwarfs..." Heras took a last look at the steam city that was constantly exploding in the lightning, and then turned around without looking back.
Under Marin's leadership, everyone soon walked to a wood logging yard, but except for the pile of wood, there was no wreckage of the logging yard. After walking over the logging yard for a while, they saw an outpost full of steam pipes and spherical metal buildings. There was also a spacious entrance to the underground in the open space in the middle of the outpost, but the subway entrance was already closed. The post had no signs of being attacked, only debris and various scattered parts.
"Look at if there is any remaining information here. We only need to know the general situation of the disputed place at present." Heras used his quantum brain to carefully scan the sentry post for a while, and then walked in after confirming that there was no danger.
The engineering drawings and work record papers blown by the wind were flying everywhere in the quiet outpost, giving Heras a sudden sense of desolation that the end of the world was about to come. He shook his head and drove this strange feeling out of his head, and then grabbed a piece of paper swaying in the wind.
There were some figures roughly painted on the paper, a dwarf male with two beards cursing something loudly. There was also a female dwarf in an apron knocking her husband's dwarf with a wrench while their child, a little dwarf boy was crying.
A common phrase is written next to the graffiti in a naive handwriting.
——Why are you always making noises...
At this moment, a rare winter thunder suddenly echoed in the empty sentry. With the loud noise of winter thunder, the already gloomy sky quickly darkened, and the wind seemed to have stopped. The flying drawings quickly fell to the ground. The thunder clouds that could only appear in summer quickly gathered at this time. The rolling thunder clouds seemed to be pulled by lightning, moving closer to the craters, and irregular arcs hit the depths of the clouds, from all directions toward the sky above the craters!
"The magical electricity released by this group of thunderbirds actually attracted the gathering and resonance of natural electricity... The magical energy density of those magical electricity has reached this level?!" Heras looked at the vision in the sky with a little palpitation. This magical energy density is a fatal threat to many master-level professionals!
And most of them are just thunderbirds! Heras can already imagine what kind of damage the Lightning Eagle Group Air Force of the Odin Empire can cause. Killing the legendary powerful man is indeed not a problem...
"They are in heat and they will mate and hatch eggs all winter. It seems that they will never leave the dispute in the short term." Grelenya said with some concern at the dim sky.
Thunderbirds that have activated their bloodlines can replenish their physical energy by relying on magic electricity in extraordinary bloodlines. As long as they are fully fed to replenish their bloodlines’ vitality, they can avoid eating for half a year. However, the chicks that have not activated their bloodlines obviously cannot do it. The chicks must receive sufficient food supplies after hatching to have the possibility of activate their bloodlines. The chicks that cannot activate their bloodlines will be eaten by their brothers and sisters as food. The law of survival of the fittest in nature is always much crueler than that of human society.
Because the thunderbirds have a long hatching period, these birds usually mate in winter so that young birds can catch up with the most food-rich season after hatching in spring.
Because the thunderbirds have a wide range of food, by the spring next year, there will definitely be many races in the disputed places...
"What should we do next?" Pastor Moon God sighed and then asked.
"To be honest, I don't know." Heras said a little helplessly, "In theory, we should go to the southwest tribe of the Dark Elves to seek the help of Elder Gulina. However, it is undoubtedly very dangerous to have a rash move without mastering the disputed land...."
They had just walked here from Twilight Oil Swamp some time ago. They encountered several attacks in just a short distance. If they walked to the Dark Elf Tribe like this, Heras had no confidence at all... This made him once again desire for power!
Glylenya couldn't think of any good idea for the time being, so she had to say, "Then let's take a break here first."
As soon as she finished speaking, with a few loud thunder, the heavy rain like a pillar fell. Everyone hurriedly ran into the dome room with steam pipes around to hide from the rain. Fortunately, the vacant houses in the sentry were everywhere, so they picked one and lived there. The only problem was that the dwarf's room was a bit short for them and the bed was too small.
The goblin Marin stood in the rain in a daze. After a long time, he dragged his heavy steps into the iron room next to him. When he entered the door, he even staggered and rolled onto the floor involuntarily...
Heras sat on the dwarf's bed a little tired, staring at the thunderstorm outside the window through the glass round window of the spherical iron room. The thunder sounded louder and louder, and the lightning was dazzling. It seemed that the courtship activities of the thunderbirds had begun to get to the point...
He took out the jewelry box from his arms. This exquisite jewelry box seemed to be an engineering product. Heras fumbled for a while and basically determined that it was an engineering safety device. If it was forced to open, the densely filled salt-filled gunpowder would be completely blown up.
However, as a visitor to the peak technological civilization, the quantum brain still retains professional knowledge from various fields of the Federation, so it is naturally no problem for Heras to temporarily play the role of bomb disposal expert.
After less than an hour of analysis, he successfully removed all the accessories of the precision jewelry box. After carefully pouring out the dense gunpowder inside, he cast several defensive spells first, and then opened the jewelry box.
Inside is a curled letter, and a platinum bracelet inlaid with blue crystal.