A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

The Shadow Sea is the only place with a fresh water supply in the entire Eno Oak Desert, and it is also the only place suitable for human habitation.

Since returning to Faerûn, this has been the place where the City of Shadows has stopped and stationed.

Under the nourishment of fresh water and the influence of magic, large areas of lush green pastures and low shrubs grew out of the surrounding land that had been severely desertified. The captured barbarian herdsman slaves were grazing their herds on them, and some areas were even reclaimed. A large farm.

If they were given enough time, they might actually be able to build a sizable country around this.

After all, the area of ​​the Enook Desert is so large that it is equivalent to the combined size of Kalinshan and Tethyr.

As long as the problem of severe desertification can be solved, even a small piece of land can support millions of people. Otherwise, two powerful magical civilizations would not have been born.

But unfortunately, Telamante's ambitions ended completely with the end of the War of Shadows.

Now this place has completely become a territory controlled by the Dark Prince Graya, and Ghost City has become a tool to simply contain and intimidate Zhentil Castle so that it cannot expand.

Standing on the edge of the huge oasis formed with the Shadow Sea as the center, Zuo Si bent down and grabbed a handful of yellow quicksand, letting it slip from his fingers. He chuckled and said, "No matter how brilliant civilization is, it will eventually decline. No matter how powerful the empire is, it will one day be destroyed. If there were no historical records, who would know that such a barren land once had the creator race-the Istosefifer Empire established by Saruk Wuhu. And the Netherese civilization that established Faerûn’s modern magic system.”

"Will the West Coast empire you built end up like this?"

asked the incarnation of Ilmat, the god of suffering, in a voice filled with sorrow and pity.

Because in his view, every time a civilization and huge empire collapses and is destroyed, it is the civilians at the bottom who ultimately suffer.

In the process, millions of people will die from war, famine and cold.

Especially the elderly, women and children, who are vulnerable groups, are often eliminated in cruel circumstances.

Perhaps Silvanus, the Father of Oak, would have considered this mass death to be a good thing, as the decline of civilization meant that the destroyed mountain forests would be restored.

But Ilmat is an extremely kind and compassionate god.

What he hates most is that such a large number of vulnerable groups are dying in misery.

"Maybe, maybe not, depending on how long I can stay interested in this game of domination and business-building.

After all, for an eternal being like me, the greatest friend is time, and the greatest enemy is also time.

When one day I feel bored or even tired of it, I might completely let it go and let it run towards collapse.

At that time, the empire's efficient bureaucracy would gradually become bloated and riddled with all kinds of corruption;

The impartial judicial system responsible for oversight will also slowly become corrupted by power and money;

The greedy nobles and merchants will also show their hidden fangs and devour everything;

The army that masters state violence will also lose control and continue to fight and conquer more areas with its strong strength.

In the end, the entire empire, like all powerful regimes, will move toward division, civil war, and self-disintegration amid various internal problems and external pressures.

Sounds hopeless, doesn't it?

In fact, all powerful regimes will eventually end up like this, and no one is an exception.

As vested interest groups continue to grow, it becomes more difficult for larger countries to complete self-innovation from within, because the resistance and difficulties that exist are beyond imagination.

Unless there is an absolutely invincible power and will to subdue everyone, so that they dare not have even the slightest bit of resistance.

As the emperor, my main duty is to do this. "

After throwing away the last few grains of sand in his hand, Zuo Si bluntly told the truest situation within the West Coast Empire.

Because he knew very well that the ruling machine he established was not much better than the modern countries on earth.

The only difference is that due to the control of magical power, the supreme ruler's intimidation power is directly maximized.

As long as you think about it, nothing in the entire empire can really be hidden from Zuo Si.

However, he did not adopt a high-pressure rule that might put everyone in danger. Instead, he drew a clear red line.

If there is no cross-border, whether it is corruption or murder, it is a normal judicial process. The sentence should be sentenced, and the property should be confiscated.

But if they cross the red line, what awaits them is an iron fist of sanctions that transcends the law.

In particular, businessmen who control the power of capital are not like the multinational consortiums on earth who can spread their wealth across multiple countries and transfer wealth as needed.

Even if a country is devastated and civil strife or war breaks out, it can still run away with the bucket.

Once the merchants of the West Coast Empire leave the huge monopoly platform of the Trade Alliance, they will basically lose their cheap raw material supply channels, transportation channels, sales markets and financial services at the same time. They are no different from criminals sentenced to death.

What's more, if they commit serious crimes, they may be hunted down.

At present, no region in Faerûn is willing to take the huge risk of offending the empire to take in an illegal businessman.

In fact, in Zuo Si's view, there seems to be an interesting paradox in power.

If a regime wants to increase its administrative efficiency and reduce unnecessary internal friction, the best way is to carry out a high degree of centralization and concentrate power in the hands of a very small number of people or even the most capable person.

History has proven countless times how quickly a country with strong political leaders and strong leaders can develop, and it can even turn a weak country into a strong country in just ten to several decades.

The problem is that concentrating power also carries huge risks.

After all, people can change, and power can also cause terrible erosion to people's thoughts and consciousness.

No one can guarantee whether the originally wise leader will turn into a tyrant who loves success and is extremely extravagant in his later years.

The concentration of power will also bring about another problem, that is, what if the decision-makers make a mistake in judgment and lead the country to a wrong path of no return?

At that time, it will be the entire nation that will pay for these mistakes.

Therefore, it is very necessary for decentralization to restrict decision-makers.

But the problem is that decentralization will lead to endless fights between people from all walks of life with different interests and demands.

If something does not benefit a certain group but does harm, then they will be short-sighted and crazy in their opposition, completely ignoring the huge benefits it may bring at the national level.

This kind of fighting will eventually lead to the tearing of society, with various classes becoming hostile to each other, and eventually turning into opposition that will make it impossible to do anything, seriously slowing down the administrative efficiency of the government.

If you read the history of the earth carefully, you will find that almost all powerful countries must be highly centralized.

Even under the banner of freedom, the United States has been centralizing power since its founding.

From the beginning, state autonomy did not even have a standing army, and the federal government and president were just empty frames. It gradually transitioned to having the most powerful military, intelligence agencies, law enforcement agencies, tax agencies, etc. in the world.

Among them, the Civil War was the most iconic event in the process of centralization.

With the help of the economic depression after the First World War and the east wind of the Second World War, the highly centralized federal government finally ushered in its peak moment, and it was also the beginning of the entire country moving to the center of the world stage and becoming a hegemon.

Therefore, if you want a strong country, you must be highly centralized. If you want to decentralize power and form a bottom-up supervision mechanism to prevent the emergence of dictators or authoritarian groups, national power will inevitably decline. You can only choose one of the two.

Since power is strongly exclusive, there is no middle ground.

No matter how well-balanced the original design is, it will always veer in one direction over the course of the struggle.

In ancient Europe, the process and results of the two-power struggle for hegemony between Athens and Sparta illustrate the pros and cons of the two power structures very well, as well as the outcomes they will lead to.

Obviously, Zuo Si chose the former without hesitation in this regard, and unabashedly admitted that he was a dictatorial tyrant.

After hearing these words, Ilmat, the God of Suffering, sighed slightly: "No wonder some scholars claim that you are the monarch with the deepest understanding of power in the world.

It seems that in terms of governance, even among the gods, no one can do a better job than you.

I sincerely hope that the West Coast Empire can last longer.

Because under your rule, civilians can truly have life and hope, instead of running around all day for food and clothing to keep out the cold. Even the most basic life safety cannot be guaranteed.

By the way, I just saw you scattering a large number of seeds containing life energy in the Eno Oak Desert. What are you planning to do? "

"Nothing, I'm just making some interesting attempts to turn this desolate land into a place suitable for people to live."

With that said, Zuo Si raised his hand and opened a huge passage connecting the water element plane.

Wow!

The rushing water immediately surged out through the portal and expanded in all directions at an extremely fast speed, gradually carving out a wide river channel in the sand dunes.

The originally flying gravel was quickly wetted and solidified under the wash of water, making it extremely spectacular when viewed from a high altitude.

Just when Ilmat was wondering whether he was going to build a river or a new artificial lake, Zuo Si suddenly released a huge amount of life energy, and in just a few seconds, he had already scattered all the water that had been scattered in the desert. Seeds connected together.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands, millions, or tens of millions of trees began to rise from the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming a large area of ​​lush and dense forests along both sides of the river.

Not only that!

As those trees containing abundant life energy take root deeply in the soil beneath the gravel, they attract water from the river and provide a suitable living environment for other low plants.

In less than a few hours, a cross-shaped green belt running through the east, west, north, and south of the Eno Oak Desert completely appeared out of thin air, and it continued to expand outwards, swallowing up the yellow area on the map.

Obviously, Zuo Si used the method of the Dark Prince Gretel to establish a realm of life by sowing and connecting seeds.

Then the interaction between water and life realm is used to promote the rapid growth of plants in a short period of time, completely changing the ecological environment of this vast sand sea.

Once there are lush aquatic plants, surrounding herbivores and carnivores will migrate over to form a stable food chain.

In other words, he spent only a small amount of effort to permanently transform a desert unsuitable for human habitation into a livable forest.

This almost miraculous power not only shocked the intelligent creatures living in this desert, they knelt on the ground to pray devoutly and offered words of praise. Even Ilmat, the God of Suffering, was very surprised. expression.

Because he was very sure that the power used by Zuo Si was normally far from enough to change such a large-scale environment.

To be exact, if there are no priests related to nature, it will be very difficult even for gods to improve the harsh environment of a certain area in Faerûn.

Even the people of Netherese relied on magic to change the climate, and then used the climate to improve the environment bit by bit.

"how did you do it?"

Ilmat asked as he stretched out his hand and touched the towering trees rising from the ground beside him.

Zuo Si smiled and replied: "It's very simple, my son invented an interesting way to use energy, and what you see is the extension and expansion based on this.

According to the current situation, it won't be long before the greenery swallows up the entire desert and turns it into forests and grasslands.

As long as these plants remain around for a while, the gravel will be converted into fertile soil suitable for farming, and rainfall will become more abundant as the soil can retain water.

Look, changing the environment is actually not as difficult as imagined.

Maybe I could turn it into a legendary spell or magical ritual.

In this way, there is no need to worry about land desertification caused by excessive logging or grazing.

The ridiculous one-system balance theory of the God of Nature can be completely swept into the trash heap of history. "

When saying these words, Zuo Si did not hide his naked and undisguised malice towards the Father of Oak.

Because if this kind of magic really appears and becomes popular on a large scale, it will definitely have a devastating impact on the teachings of Silvanus.

To be precise, this god of nature represents mortals' primitive worship of nature, as well as their superficial and incomplete understanding.

Under normal circumstances, with the development of science and technology and the improvement of cognitive level, it will inevitably weaken or even die out completely.

After all, this is a god who is essentially antithetical to civilization.

But the special environment of the planet Toril restricted the development of science and technology, and several highly developed magical civilizations with the ability to modify the environment also perished, so Silvanus has always maintained a strong influence.

But if Zuo Si can prove to the world that mortals can transform nature at will, turning deserts into forests, swamps and lakes in a very short time, then mortals' awe of nature will be greatly weakened, and even their teachings will be affected. Strong contempt.

Most importantly, this proves that the equilibrium theory of the system is wrong both philosophically and logically.

For a god, nothing is more fatal than having an incorrect understanding of the priesthood.

Maybe she will be schizophrenic like the goddess of fate back then, splitting directly into two hostile gods.

Ilmat was obviously aware of the ideological conflict between Zuo Si and Silvanus, and couldn't help but sigh with a wry smile: "Alas - do you want to drive the faith of the Oak Father out of this world?"

"No, I just want to weaken him and ensure that civilization has enough room for development, instead of being attacked by druids and various beasts as long as ordinary people cut down a few trees and open up a wasteland."

Having said that, Zuo Si closed the channel connecting the water elemental plane, and then used the world weaving technique to adjust the rainfall frequency in the Eno Oak Desert.

"Well, maybe you're right.

The Father of Oak was indeed a little too extreme when it came to protecting nature.

But I’m not here to discuss this with you.

But I want to know how you plan to deal with the relationship between the Dark Prince Graya and Shar? "

The God of Suffering stated his intention very simply.

Zuo Si asked calmly: "What do you mean, do you want me to guide Greya as a father and let him change Shar?"

"Yes." Ilmat nodded quickly. "After all, he is the only one who can have an impact on the Goddess of Night. If successful, it will be a blessing for the entire world."

"I'm sorry, you may be disappointed. I won't get involved in this matter."

Zuo Si chose to refuse without hesitation, and his attitude was very firm, leaving no room for maneuver.

"Why?"

A puzzled look appeared on the God of Suffering's face.

In his opinion, this was completely unlike the other party's behavior all along.

Zuo Si picked a beautiful light yellow wild flower and put it in front of his nose and smelled it, and then explained: "Because I will not make the mistake that most parents make, which is to treat their children as part of their property or to make up for it." The tools of their own shortcomings always try to control them and make them act according to their own wishes, thereby arousing the latter's resistance. "

Hearing this, Ilmat immediately frowned and questioned: "Are you going to let Greia and Shar develop freely like this? Aren't you afraid that he will be abducted?"

"I just said I won't force control, I didn't say I don't care at all.

The best way to deal with children with mature minds is to understand and communicate, rather than to discipline them from a high position.

After all, the original role of a father is to pay for the mistakes made by his children because of their youth and arrogance.

As long as there are no issues of principle involved, Grea has the right to choose her own future and destiny.

The second method can only be used on minor children.

What's more, it's not certain who kidnapped whom.

Grea's willpower is not as fragile as you think.

As for Shar, I have roughly guessed what she wants to do, and I am also prepared to deal with it, so please don’t worry.

As long as His Majesty Io, the God of Gods, is still there, she will never be able to succeed in returning the entire crystal wall to the darkness and nothingness from the beginning. "

Zuo Si gave the guarantee with confidence.

In his eyes, Shar is actually equivalent to a whetstone, which can help the Prince of Darkness grow quickly.

Because no matter what means the goddess uses, it will never be able to really harm Greia.

On the contrary, it will allow Grea to experience various temptations at close range, accept psychological training, and learn more about the mysteries of dark power from each other.

The most important thing is the existence of the Planeswalker Spark, which allows him to escape from it at any time if he wants.

So Grea is the one who takes the initiative in this relationship.

The God of Suffering stared into Zuo Si's eyes and was silent for half a minute before shaking his head helplessly: "So you have already made up your mind, so I won't say anything more. Anyway, don't take it too lightly. There is one last thing. Important news. The dinosaur god Utao said that Dendel, who had been hovering near the Flame Peak, disappeared. "

"Oh? When did it happen?"

The expression on Zuo Si's face suddenly became serious.

"This has been the case since the last time you exposed Shar's conspiracy in front of the gods. That's all I can tell you."

With the last word blurted out, Ilmat's incarnation left a kind smile, then activated the interdimensional teleportation magic and disappeared without a trace.

Zuo Si, on the other hand, stood there and meditated deeply, and then turned around and left after a while.

…

At the same time, the perfected orcs far away in the world of Sanctuary have formed a terrifying green tide and are attacking in all directions at an unimaginable speed, bringing unprecedented shock to the three forces including humans, angels and demons.

Almost 80% of the eastern and western continents have been completely destroyed. The original forests, swamps, mountains and plain farmlands are all densely covered with spore plants that can continuously grow orcs.

In the face of such overwhelming numbers that cannot be described in words, Lu Goin, the pearl of the desert with its solid walls and sufficient guards, only persisted for less than three hours before it completely fell.

Some of them have even reached hell and heaven, and are having "cordial and friendly" physical exchanges with the local aborigines.

Even Diavolo and the archangel Tyrael, who were old enemies of each other, had stopped fighting and began to work together to deal with these green-skinned monsters that were swarming in numbers that could even defeat demons.

Especially the various exaggerated long-range weapons created with the help of "I Xunsi Power" made the two of them suffer a lot.

Whether it is a powerful nuclear missile or a highly penetrating electromagnetic weapon or energy weapon, they can all cause considerable damage to it.

What's even more terrible is that the shimmering oil that spews out after the death of the orc is slowly infecting the body and spirit of the two people at the same time.

Among them, half of Tyrael's wings, which were emitting strong light, had turned black, and Diavolo's retreat and tail were also covered with a layer of red and hot metal armor under the action of the shining oil.

As long as the high-intensity fighting continues, it is only a matter of time before the two of them are finally completely defeated.

"Damn it! Where did these terrible monsters come from? Could it be your conspiracy again?"

Tyrael wielded the holy sword - Edruin killed dozens of super-heavy armored bosses who rushed up, and suddenly turned his head to question Diavolo.

It seemed to him that no matter what outrageous things happened in Sanctuary, it was probably related to these three demon gods.

"Go away! Stop making false accusations here! Are you so blind that you can't see that they even want to kill me?"

Diavolo let out an angry roar.

Because the appearance of the green-skinned orcs directly led to the complete bankruptcy of his plan to pollute the World Stone, basically all the summoned demons were killed by the other party.

Just as he was talking, an orc "Ancient Giant Junk" that was equivalent to the human Titan mecha swung a heavy hammer and hit him hard on the head.

boom!

The demon god who terrified the entire Sanctuary was knocked to the ground on the spot. Not only did the struck part and eyes bleed out with blood as hot as lava, but a large crater was also created in the ground.

But this is not the end.

"waaaaaaah!"

Accompanied by the excited shouts of operating this giant mecha orc, the thick muzzle installed on another mechanical arm was aimed directly at Diavolo's head. Terrifying energy and dazzling white light were rapidly gathering in the strange internal structure.

"No!!!!!"

Realizing that this blow to the face might seriously injure or even kill him, Diavolo immediately used his powerful power to try to get rid of the control of the ancient giant.

As one of the three demon gods representing evil, he is undoubtedly very terrifying when he goes all out.

Even the ancient giant garbage with the blessing of the "I Xunsi Power" and "waaaaaaah" force fields began to be unable to bear it. The two super-heavy mechanical arms holding each other down began to bend and deform, making a scalp-numbing squeak. rattle.

But instead of feeling scared, the orc sitting inside laughed happily.

"Hahahaha! Look! This guy is scared!"

"Hurry up and fire the Super Super Squeak Cannon to crush his head!"

"There are also abdominal cannons! Open the abdominal cannons too!"

Amid the excited shouts of the orcs, the hatch located in the belly of the ancient giant was quickly opened, and a cannon with a muzzle large enough to fit an orc combat motorcycle finally leaked out.

However, unlike the Squeak Cannon, an energy weapon mounted on the arm, this thing obviously fires physical ammunition.

Looking inside through the muzzle, you can clearly see a large amount of explosives and various unknown garbage and scraps. It can be said that it has quite the characteristics of green skin. It is almost the same as the early primitive muzzle-loading artillery on the earth. wonderful.

But if you dare to underestimate it because of this, you would be totally wrong.

Because the explosion generated by this thing can even destroy a large area, or completely level the entire battlefield.

In the Warhammer universe, someone once witnessed the ancient giant's abdominal cannon shattering the legs of the Warhound Titan of the Human Empire with just one blow.

You must know that all Titans are equipped with void shields and force field generators.

Weapons will be greatly weakened when penetrating these protections, and will eventually be blocked by protective armor.

This is also why the Titan Mecha is called the "God's Machine".

Needless to say, the power of a weapon that can destroy a Titan with one strike is undeniable.

"Fire!!!"

Following an order, the two cannons simultaneously released terrifying destructive power.

Diavolo, who was almost able to break free from the control of the ancient giant, was knocked back to the ground by the Squeaky Cannon on the spot. Half of his head was burnt and carbonized black.

Immediately afterwards, he was thrown into the air like a rag doll by the astonishing impact of the abdominal cannon. Blood spattered along the torn wounds, and then he fell heavily to the ground like a dead dog.

Such terrifying destructive power directly shocked the archangel Tyrell on the side.

You must know that Diavolo is the most powerful top combat force in this time and space. Even if he fights against him, it will be difficult to gain any advantage.

But now, the huge metal machine in front of him was severely damaged in just a few seconds. Just imagining it made people feel numb.

If the green-skinned orcs were allowed to continue to develop and grow, wouldn't both the High-Level Heaven and the Burning Hell be doomed?

Most importantly, where did these monsters come from?

Why was there no trace of its existence before?

Could it be the creation of Anu, the god of creation?

His consciousness saw the current situation in a higher dimension and became dissatisfied with the angels and demons, so he wanted to completely destroy the two races?

Or is it an evil spirit born from chaos before the beginning of all things?

No matter what the truth is, angels and demons will usher in an unprecedented catastrophe.

Just when Tyrell was shocked beyond measure by the ancient giant's weapon, all the orcs on the battlefield who came like a tide suddenly started shouting "waaaaaaah" one after another like crazy.

In the sound of "waaaaaaah", he clearly saw that many orcs began to grow in size and their momentum became stronger and stronger. Even those war machines with weird shapes began to be pieced together under the operation of technicians. , forming bigger things.

There is no doubt that Diavolo's serious injury made these green-skinned orcs completely waaaaaaah, and at the same time, they also had the idea of ​​​​"I Xunsi" can kill you.

Don't underestimate this.

Because as the number of orcs increases, the waaaaaaah force field is constantly strengthening.

And "I Xunsi" will transform this force field into a terrifying force that can distort reality.

"Hehehehehe! That big red-skinned lizard is finished. Now it's your turn, the birdman with wings."

The orcs controlling the ancient giants issued a challenge to the archangel Tyrael through a simple loudspeaker.

Because the mechanical arms that had been twisted and deformed by Diavolo's huge power were not damaged by the blessing of my power, but instead maintained their weird and strange shapes and continued to operate.

After all, "I Xunsi can still be used" or "I Xunsi should not be broken" is one of the most terrifying aspects of orc technology.

It can make some things that were originally impossible become reality.

This ancient giant garbage is the best proof.

Because in addition to the traditional green leather craftsmanship of welding and riveting, you can also find structures connected in series with ropes.

Yes, you are not mistaken.

This heavy-duty mecha, whose combat power is comparable to that of a Titan, is nothing more than a bunch of sewing monsters that can be put together however they can.

Under normal circumstances, let alone participating in a battle, it is a miracle that it can move without falling apart.

"Who exactly are you?"

Tyrael glanced at Diavolo who was being dragged away motionless and asked loudly.

"You talk too much nonsense. It doesn't matter who we are, the important thing is that this battle makes us very happy and happy."

The Wanhua orc grinned and let out a creepy laugh, then controlled the ancient giant garbage to launch an attack.

Along with this giant steel beast, there were thousands of super-heavy bosses and green boys rushing up like a tide.

Although the Archangel was able to fight against it with its own powerful strength at the beginning, he was soon overwhelmed by the green tide.

Because many of the high-level orcs have awakened the blood of the Hulk, they are not only ridiculously powerful, but also rough-skinned and thick-bodied and extremely durable, they will not die easily even if they are penetrated by the holy sword.

In less than a few minutes, Tyrael had followed Diavolo's footsteps. He was beaten half to death, then hung up to show off as a trophy, while conducting a series of scientific research.

There is no doubt that the perfected orcs released by Sanctuary World have grown to a level that cannot be suppressed at all.

Even if the high-level heaven and the burning hell join forces, it is impossible to win this war. At best, they will just linger for a while longer.

Moreover, the technology of the orcs is far from reaching its peak.

After all, this place is not like the planet Toril, where the power of technology is greatly restricted, but it can exert 100% of its power.

When super weapons such as planetary fortresses and battle moons are built, the only way waiting for them is destruction.

"Sir, I think the test project to complete the Orcs can basically be concluded.

Although the battle in Sanctuary World is far from over, it no longer matters.

Unless demons and angels are willing to combine their powers to reawaken the creator god Anu, all resistance will be in vain.

That time and space will eventually be completely destroyed by the impact of the green tide, turning into a paradise for the orcs alone.

We should now be able to start thinking about how to exploit them. "

A scientific research expert from the Magic Earth happily showed the recent reports to the Blue Demon Judge Jinji Tasha.

As one of the project directors, he is mainly responsible for the combination of Hulk blood and Orc genes.

It is not difficult to tell from the orc specimens immersed in the solution for more than ten meters behind him that this research has been a complete success.

He even created several more terrifying monsters than the Hulk.

It's just that they are too uncontrollable and basically have no sense at all.

The most powerful ones among them could even go head-to-head with the completed Son of Superman, so they were quickly dealt with after testing their upper limits.

Jinji Tasha glanced at the battle scenes and various data displayed on the electronic equipment on his body, and quickly showed a look of satisfaction: "Yes, you did a good job, and I think the great father of New Phyrexia will also do the same." I am satisfied with the result. As for how to use it properly, we will discuss it later after I return from the Warhammer universe.”

"Are you leaving for that universe?"

The project manager's eyes shone slightly, revealing his infinite yearning.

Although in the traditional concept of "hammer guys", this ghost place is definitely a miserable and hopeless world where everyone hates it and dogs hate it.

But for a scientific researcher, it is an out-and-out "paradise".

Because there are so many incredible advanced technologies inside.

In other words, 20% or more of the theoretical knowledge and technology in this huge central laboratory at your feet come from the Warhammer universe.

Whether it is the genetic technology of the Emperor of Mankind to create the Primarchs and Astartes Space Marines, or the shocking technology of the Necron, or the powerful warp psychic energy used by the Eldar and the Old Holy, they have greatly opened up the world. their vision.

Through continuous attempts to combine this knowledge, technology and magic, the entire central laboratory will produce a large number of research results every day.

Therefore, even though they know that the Warhammer Universe is very dangerous, many scientific researchers still regard it as a "holy place" in their minds and want to visit it in their lifetime.

It would be best to go to the Mechanicus headquarters on Mars to communicate with the great sages first, and then discuss the limits of physics with the Necrons.

Especially some of the clothes sent back by the planeswalkers not long ago made Jinji Tasha have such a slight admiration for the Necron.

Because the materials used in these clothes made during the Necrontyr period before they lost their souls were actually woven with silk threads extracted from time!

Make time into clothes and wear them!

What a powerful and incredible level of technology this is!

You must know that in the universe where the planet Toril is located, even many gods with the priesthood of time may not be able to do it.

But the Necrons had already done it tens of millions of years ago, and not just one or two pieces, but mass production so that the entire high-rise could wear them.

So Jinji Tasha can be said to be full of expectations for this journey.

He longed to have face-to-face communication with the Great Demon Judge Vashtor, and believed that it would be a very pleasant conversation.

Thinking of this, Jinji Tasha turned off the electronic equipment on his body, raised his head and said to his men standing in front of him: "Yes, I am about to set off now.

But don't expect me to take you with me.

After all, the erosion of subspace to a mortal like you who has a strong desire is very terrifying.

I don't want you to take a trip and come back a complete lunatic.

Unless the troubles of the Warp are one day resolved, the Great Father of New Phyrexia will not allow us to enter on a large scale. "

"Oh, really, that's such a shame."

The supervisor's face suddenly showed visible disappointment, obviously regretting that he could not visit the holy place in his mind.

But he was lost, and he had no intention of risking his life or even his soul.

Because how dangerous subspace is, those in the laboratory who have access to first-hand information know best.

To put it bluntly, even those who have transformed themselves into non-human beings may not be able to last long once they are thrown in.

Jinji Tasha gently patted the supervisor's shoulder with his sickle-like claws and comforted him: "Don't worry, I will share all the knowledge, technology and inspiration I have collected with you when I come back. By the way, have you found any results about the clothes woven by the Necrontyr with the threads of time?"

"Um - sorry, not yet. As you know, we have too many research projects and materials on hand, and those that are not important enough have been postponed to two years later."

The human scientist showed a helpless smile.

When he was alive before, he always felt that there were too few research topics, and many of them were meaningless repetitive trials and errors.

But after death and being recruited here, the situation is completely reversed.

Not only are there a plethora of research directions and topics to choose from, but you also have nearly unlimited resources to use at will. It is simply a scientific researcher’s dream paradise.

But there are so many problems that I don’t even know how to choose.

"The great father of New Phyrexia is very interested in these clothes. I have now adjusted its importance to level six. You should organize manpower to tackle the problem as soon as possible. I hope to see some results when I come back."

After saying these words, Jinji Tasha embarked on a journey to another universe under the leadership of a perfect planeswalker.