The Record of Unusual Creatures

When the kingdom of mortals rises and falls in chaos, and the whole continent is gradually swallowed up by the deeper dark vortex, the land that is free from the main continent is hard to calm forever. Every land floating in nothingness is in the land. Influenced by the dark side of Carnos, the law of twisting and the negative magic are spreading from the depths of the world. The world that invades the material world layer by layer is much faster than any wave of chaos recorded in history. The changes that took place in Kolo have become apparent to the extent that even the local villagers can detect them, not to mention the Sanctuary scholars who have been monitoring the chaotic boundaries for thousands of years and guarding the order of order.

A group of investigators from the parliamentary countries set off a few days ago. They are now crossing the dark chaotic field. The scenery at the southern end of the Ansu continent is just a little bit reflected in the eyes of the high-ranking monk Karasius.

The Ansu continent is far opposite to the country of the eternal winter. Apart from the darkness and chaos between the two land floating in nothingness, only the broken islands attached to the periphery of the main continent wander around, connecting the various floating times since ancient times. There are only two modes of transportation on the mainland, one is expensive transmission, high efficiency, safety, but it is costly, and it is not always possible to activate. In the case of chaotic interference, the transmission array must be closed; These are the windboats made by various flying tool elves or the magical warships made by humans, and the domesticated blue magic whales trained by the orcs and trolls. These vehicles are the crystallization of the wisdom accumulated by the Kolo people for thousands of years. Although the navigation in the sea of ​​Carnos is extremely dangerous, there is always the possibility of being attacked by chaos, but these means of transportation are still indispensable. Without them, the broken continents of Kolo are closely connected, the mortal of this world may be Thousands of years ago, they were swallowed up by the darkness in their own struggles.

Caracius stood on the high deck of the "Hammer of Order", watching the clouds on both sides being blown away by the flow of energy ejected by the magical warships. The mind was thinking about the connection between the mainland, the process of civilization, and the technology. Problems such as surviving, the cold wind blew through the cheeks of the high-ranking monks, raised his gray curls, and the white-and-gold-faced monk's robe blew the wind, making a whistling sound behind him.

However, Caracius did not notice this at all. He was immersed in his own thoughts. The gradually clear continental cliffs formed a vague shadow in his unfocused gray scorpion. High-ranking monks like this state of meditation now. Even in the country, few people can understand his ancient and strange ideas, even the most brilliant scholars just focus on the crisis or the rigid Reciting those ancient books, few people will seriously think about the future of this world, or worry about the current status of the decline of Colo.

This often makes him feel that the clouds over the world are getting thicker every minute.

A shudder came from underfoot, and the "Sacred Hammer" began to slow down slowly. This great battleship made a creaking sound inside, and a layer of magic runes appeared around the white streamlined hull. The wings of the hull, which are like wings, slowly open to increase the efficiency of capturing the free magic in the air. In the second half of the hull, two parallel-arranged magic furnaces release a large amount of waste heat. Two dark red tracks are left in the cloud: the magical warship can capture a lot of free magic when sailing at the high speed of the sea of ​​Carnos, but once decelerated, the efficiency of the magic system in the ship will be minimized. Point, this is the moment to test the maximum of a ship.

Carrasius looked back and saw that the fire device installed in the center of the ship had begun to operate: the chaotic forces on the Ansu continent were raging everywhere, and the ship had to open the order before it was close to the mainland.

The high-ranking monk sighed deeply.

"Adult, why are you sighing?" Beside Karasius, a waiter wearing a blue-rimmed white robe whispered, and the words were extremely respectful.

"This ship is the most powerful magical warship in the Sanctuary and even the entire Colo world." Caracius said without a word.

"Yes, this is the pride of the sanctuary," the attendant showed a proud look. "It is above the top of Kolo's top power."

Karasius said faintly: "Two hundred years ago, this ship was also the most powerful magical warship. Three hundred years ago, the 'Holy Hammer' was not completed five hundred years ago, but the most powerful at that time. The warship is still at the same level as it was, and it went up to a thousand years ago, the last generation. At that time, the most powerful mortal weapon of Kolo was the Sky Fortress built by the Violet Tower, and one fortress can park six. 'Holy Hammer'."

The waiter showed a stunned look. I don’t know how to answer at this moment to be enough respectful. Finally he bowed his head: "Your knowledge is extensive."

The high-ranking monk looked at the waiter with a humble attitude. He knew that this was only a shallow man of insight. He could not force the other person to understand his own words, but he still sighed and then turned to continue to look at the scenery.

The head of the Divine Hammer began to rise: the front is the range of floating islands in the southern part of the Ansu continent. There are large and small stones floating in the air. The flying World of Warcraft on the floating island often comes out of the clouds. Therefore, ships should avoid this height to reduce unnecessary risks.

Caracius looked at the bottom casually as the ship broke through the clouds. At this moment, some strange colors suddenly caught his attention: "Hey?"

The Holy Hammer is now flying over a huge floating island. This floating island has vast jungles and large mountainous hills. Its size can be said to be a small kingdom. However, the scale of the floating island It is not surprising in itself. What surprised the high-ranking monks was that there was a large open space on the island that was obviously cut down. I saw a half-moon-shaped gap on the edge of the largest forest on the island, which was the result of the recent felling. A lot of rough building facilities can be seen on the open space: wooden scaffolding, a continuous grass shed, a large stone stove built by earth and stone, and some large pits. Beside the big pits, you can see several swaying blue ellipsoids. The shapes of the ellipsoids are like eggs. They are lustrous under the skylight, and the surface is bundled with grid-like lines. These ellipsoids Two or two side by side, some thick ropes are placed between the spheres.

"Those floating on the island... When did you have people?" Caracius asked at the sight below the clouds.

The attendant probe glanced at it, revealing a confused look: "I haven't heard of it. Just now I heard a few Ansu crew members on the ship talking about the World of Warcraft on the floating island. It should only be Warcraft. ""

Caracius frowned. He also saw that the facilities on the floating island were quite rough and simple. Even if the human defeated in exile on the island would not be built into the camp, he was suddenly shocked in thinking and reminiscent of Warcraft. The group's intellectual behavior, but soon he shook his head again, not quite convinced of his own guess.

Just then, what made him even more surprised happened:

I saw that the blue **** gradually began to swell. The originally collapsed spheres quickly swelled like the backs of the special vesicle fish on the glow continent, and there were many ropes and hooks on the side of the sphere. At this time, he saw that some small figures around the big ball were shaking, and it seemed to be the original humanoid Warcraft on the floating island.

The blue **** swelled more and more, and soon, Caracius realized that the **** were not just swell: another important reason for their size is that these things are rising!

These primitive rough things... turned out to be flying tools!

It was noticed that not only Karasius was on the floating island, but the observers of the Divine Hammer also quickly discovered the flying air **** that were slowly rising under the ship. The trained military personnel immediately acted. Driven by professional instincts, those balloons were regarded as unstable threats, so they rushed to their posts one by one, but they did not act rashly because the command of the attack had not been released.

A member of the Order of the United States, dressed in Mithril, ran up the lower deck and ran all the way to Karasius: "Adult! Do you attack those... those big balloons?"

Caracius seemed to have never heard the voice of the soldiers. A louder sound was echoing in his mind:

The World of Warcraft has created an aircraft! The World of Warcraft has created an aircraft!

When the various races on the mainland that have been regarded as higher creatures have declined for a century and a century, those Warcraft tribes have not only completed internal integration, but have even evolved to be able to build aircraft!

The soldiers did not wait for the order, so they repeated it again: "Adult, do you want to attack..."

"Do not attack!" Karasius suddenly made a cry of almost screaming, but he instantly realized his own gaffe, and quickly rectified his expression, faintly said, "We circumvent them." (~^~)