Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

"Father!"

When Kang De teleported back to Horus's body through the spatial anchor, his iron son instantly understood what had happened. He asked, "Shall we set off now?"

Kang De's expression was calm. His mood had always been between good and bad these past few days. He was overjoyed to have saved his father, the peace that had just resolved the knot in his heart, and the joy of opening a new map. However, there would always be news to remind him that Red Maple City was still surrounded by the elves. There was a war that had not ended.

Even the war on Comoros' side was not over.

He shook his head and glanced at his watch. "We'll have to wait a long time."

Horus asked, "Why?"

"Because of the difference in the time anchor between the white fog world and Earth, the white fog world can at most anchor the state of Earth three hours ago… Oh, no."

He smiled bitterly. "It's become about two hours now."

In the battle of Valentine, he continuously opened large spatial portals to circulate and accelerate those quality weapons. After this battle, the time anchor between Earth and the white fog world approached further, turning into two hours and 17 minutes. In the past two days, he had continuously traveled back and forth and had to adjust the flow of time every time, so that the time difference between Earth and the white fog world was only two hours.

D*mn elves.

The white fog world intercepted and anchored a certain moment on Earth, not maintained a time parallel to Earth. However, the location of the time anchor of the two was continuously approaching. In other words, after the spare two hours were exhausted, the time anchor of the white fog world would completely be unified with Earth.

When space was a mirror relationship and time was uniform, what would happen then?

D*mn elves.

He became frustrated again and said, "I can't be idle during this period of time. We have to take time to adapt to the weapons and equipment we obtained from the Russians. I have a plan…"

He sent his father back to the underground fortifications of the embassy and ordered the two new groups of mercenaries to be prepared for defense to prevent them from being attacked by the French during their departure.

The Burmese had just suffered from their French counterparts and definitely had to fight for their pride now. As for the Russians, there was even less need to worry. They did not get along with the French to begin with and their identities were relatively awkward spies. In this day and age, the more spies mixed in, the more hardworking and conscientious they were.

The two D30 howitzers had already been assembled and hung from the transport truck, ready to maneuver or deploy at any time. The self-propelled high-tech cannon that could destroy a building in a few minutes was on guard and could be mobilized to sweep at any time. Shooting on the ground was the daily life of a high-tech cannon.

The various heavy weapons and equipment sent by the An-124 transport plane were also unloaded.

"Five minutes, which is 35 minutes in the other world. We have to use this time to resolve the problem," Kang De said. "The new weapons need to be familiar with, deployed, and controlled. Go prepare first."

There was no one around. Black light flashed. Horus returned to the white fog world. In the next moment, another Hummer appeared on the spot. His iron son had to have a substitute.

He patrolled and investigated for a while to prevent the French from doing anything else during this period. Seeing that it was about time, Kang De activated his ability and returned to the white fog world.

It did not appear in the district, but in desolate Comoros. The transit point of the resources that had just been obtained. Time in the white fog world was frozen at the moment of his first arrival. At that time, a few trucks and self-propelled cannons had just driven in. Kang De reversed the flow of time and said, "Continue. I'll go take a look."

The Hummer changed shape. The steel giant's hands had long turned into countless dazzling tools. He reached out and dragged over an airborne platform. He took down the howitzer and was continuously studying it. Beside him, the self-propelled cannon had clearly been dismantled. Kang De snapped his fingers and separated the space to come to the other world.

This was a forest. The gorilla and Sword Saint Snowfall were standing not far away. Seeing Kang De appear, the gorilla jumped over and hugged him. She spun around and stared at his face.

She said in surprise, "There are so many this time!"

Hillmelia also revealed a surprised expression, then a happy expression appeared on her face. The last time they met, Kang De seemed to have soaked in a blood pool. This time, the hostility and killing intent had already dissipated greatly.

It was as if he had returned to the time they had just met.

"You…"

She was both surprised and curious. After all, calming her mind and restraining her ruthlessness was an extremely difficult lesson for the cultivators of the War God City. It had only been a few hours?

"How did you do it?"

"Yes… it's really a long story." Kang De shrugged. "Perhaps it's because of a sentence."

Without waiting for the Sword Saint to continue asking, he looked around. "Where are the elves?"

"It's relatively troublesome this time. It's the magicized troops equipped with heavy magic devices and the battlefield mages. Clearly, they're extremely prepared. They're a Dragon Flag Legion of the Royal Army, the Stone Heart Legion…"

A fierce glint flashed through Sword Saint Snowfall's face, "The magic army, the mage army, and the arrow regiment have already been deployed. The Hawkeye Group is conducting a large-scale search. We were almost discovered, and these elves are about to launch a long-range attack on the nearby city of Agra… These despicable elves!"

At this point, struggle and hesitation flashed through her eyes.

The gorilla also gently pulled the corner of Kang De's shirt.

Kang De asked, "What's wrong?"

"Actually…" Hillmelia took a deep breath and said with difficulty, "I want to give up… Give up Agra City, give up fighting the Stone Heart Legion, and break through and leave as soon as possible. After all, they've already launched the strongest attack formation. In the previous battle, the first time we faced the pure-blooded elf army, we were no longer as unstoppable as before. There might even be trouble. Moreover, your mental state…"

Kang De raised his eyebrows. "Then?"

Sword Saint Snowfall glanced at the gorilla helplessly, "But that signal device is with her. No matter what I say, she won't listen. She insists that you instructed him, so she has to inform you."

"I said that this is for your own good. She said, 'How do I know if you're really doing this for Kang De's own good or pretending to be? Moreover, even if you're really doing this for his own good and deliberately hid it from him, the outcome might not be good for him. Even if it's for his own good now, it might not be good when he finds out later.' It's a mess. I didn't hear it clearly, but she's stubborn and won't relent no matter what."

To be honest, Kang De did not understand for a moment.

However, he understood what he meant.

Then, he touched the gorilla's face.

At first, the gorilla was a little worried, but now her entire face lit up. If there was a tail behind her, it would definitely be swaying happily at this moment. Then, she looked at Hillmelia proudly.

She looked like she knew Kang De better than anyone. Her red hair was messed up by the breeze.

"I still suggest making a choice. The closer we are to Red Maple City, the stronger our enemies will be. It's really not suitable to take more risks…" Sword Saint Snowfall sighed, "Just treat it as my idea. I…"

Kang De interrupted her and smiled. "There's no need. We can win."

"Don't force yourself." Hillmelia frowned and said, "Although you've calmed down now, if you see blood again and fall into a high-intensity killing, there's still the danger of it acting up again. Moreover, the enemy is stronger than last time and is more fully prepared. If we kill our way over like now, we'll definitely be attacked by heavy magic devices and the mages. They've already lined up…"

"Then throw the stone over from here."

"…What?"

"I said, throw."

"I don't understand…"

"If it's not enough, throw more."

Sword Saint Snowfall did not understand, but with a black flash, Kang De had already disappeared into thin air. He flashed again. The terrifying alchemical chariot had already appeared out of thin air and quickly transformed into a human.

Kang De said, "Investigate."

The Transformer's right hand quickly deformed. The parts contracted, assembled, and expanded. The lenses protruded and turned into a huge monocular. He carefully stood up and carefully observed the direction Sword Saint Snowfall pointed for a moment. He asked Kang De to use invisibility to teleport into the air and take a few photos.

"I roughly understand."

Horus's electronic eyes flickered for a moment. Data flowed. He looked around and calculated the configuration. Then he said, "Retreat… There's no need to be so close. We can be further away. The further away, the safer it is."

Following the advice, Kang De and the Transformer returned to the white fog world. The gorilla and Sword Saint Snowfall retreated and followed Horus's request to retreat for about ten kilometers to find a higher open space.

Location confirmed.

The father and son returned again. This time, each of them carried a D30 howitzer on their shoulders.

On his second return, he also moved out the Shilka self-propelled high-tech cannon, as well as the carts of resources.

"Set it up."

After instructing his iron son, the other party replied. Kang De took a deep breath and prepared to return to the white fog world.

"'Father."

Horus asked, "How much do you want?"

Kang De did not answer this question, "Let's see… see if that hypothesis is feasible."

He activated his ability and returned to the white fog world. There was still a box of ammunition in the car that had not been moved. He carried the box of ammunition and returned to Earth, teleporting to the vicinity of the warehouse. In the darkness, he placed the item replicated in the mirror world on the ground and left silently.

"Whether I can enjoy this wave or not will depend on this…"

In the white fog world, golden energy seeped out of his body, and the power of time pushed into the anchor point.

It refreshed.

The white fog world was not consistent with the real world at all times. Instead, it intercepted every moment in the real world and projected it, as if it was a certain anchor point of time.

On the other hand, Kang De could rely on the divine power of time and space to re-anchor the time anchor.

The white fog world would be reset to a new time point.

If at that time, something that had already been used or taken away was still in place on Earth and maintained its original state, the same thing would appear again.

This was called refreshing.

Kang De snapped his fingers.

The crimson scroll burned with golden flames. The divine power of time condensed in the air and turned into a huge Void Spirit Body. It was a huge bell. A long bell rope fell from the air and landed beside Kang De.

Kang De held the bell rope and pulled it.

The bell rang once.

Time began to flow.

The world darkened. A black wave whistled over and swept through everything, sinking the world into endless silence.

Then, the tide retreated. The crisscrossing light weaved a brand new world and intercepted a new anchor point. It displayed the posture of the river of time, freezing time and building the world again.

The two D30 traction howitzers were pulled by the truck and had already been assembled.

The Shilka self-propelled high-tech cannon.

As well as all the resources.

Kang De flew to a corner of the warehouse and did not discover the box of ammunition that had been temporarily placed in between the grass and rocks. This disappointed him, then he shook his head.

That box of ammunition was originally a replica of the white fog world. It was the state of a node of the box of ammunition on Earth that appeared. It was a frozen time. Perhaps because of this, it could not be replicated by the time and space mechanism of the white fog world… This was still a pity.

Otherwise, if a howitzer became two howitzers, two howitzers became four howitzers, four became eight, and eight became 16. After replicating it dozens of times, it would expand to a huge number that shocked the five permanent members—the story of a chessboard setting up a howitzer.

If he could really do this, he did not have to worry that the white fog world and the other world would attract the crazy covetousness and fanaticism of the various countries. He would tell the country about this and let the country reward land with a list filled with goods. Then, he would f*cking replicate it dozens of times and let everyone enter the communist society together.

"…Forget it."

Although he was a little disappointed, this method could be used after all, right?

He snapped his fingers and brought the new product to the other world.

The bell rang twice, three times, and four times.

Five times.

The number of times was carefully stopped at five times.

This was because refreshing the time anchor was not without a price, or rather, the price was not small. He had already tested it before. Such power did not consume the divine power of time and space, nor was it Kang De's life force. Instead, it was the time difference between the white fog world and Earth. It took a minute each time.

Therefore, he only did it five times.

Coupled with the first time, there were a total of 12 122mm howitzers, six Shilka self-propelled high-tech cannons, the remaining large and small-caliber autocannons, firearms, rockets, grenade launchers, and anti-army landmines.

There was a mountain of them.

That was enough.

The main thing was… he felt that he had suffered a loss.

There were still too few numbers. There were only two howitzers and a self-propelled high cannon. Every replication took a minute, and if it was a hundred howitzers, it would probably take a minute to replicate…

Although it was an urgent matter, it was still too wasteful.

He confirmed the time difference through his watch and other devices. It had already fallen past two hours. Kang De could not help but feel his heart ache, and his hatred for the elves increased.

The compensation for this war had to be in place.

"Is there a way to increase time…"

He sighed like this and returned to the other world. Horus used his hands and feet and transformed into a half-mechanical, half-robot form. He deployed howitzers everywhere and instructed Sword Saint Snowfall and the gorilla to help.

In this firepower position, the 12 howitzers were all lined up and entered a combat posture. The thick and long barrel pointed diagonally at the sky, emitting a faint cold light that condensed into a black hole of death.

Apart from that, a few rock puppets were moving heavy shells. The other magic puppets crawled cumbersomely into the cockpit of the Shilka. The turret turned and four guns aimed at the sky.

Previously, he had tried to teach his iron son the method to control the puppet. He did not expect him to actually learn it. Although he was not as skilled as Kang De, robots always had an advantage.

Their CPU was multi-core and was much more impressive than human brains.

"I'm flustered, Father," Horus complained in a low voice. "Maintaining this firepower position and firing with all my might is enough to exhaust all my energy. If there are more cannons, I won't be able to take care of them. The use of those puppets is limited… After all, it's a little inconvenient."

"I'll think of a way."

Humans, green-skinned, alchemical machinery, and even using the Fire Thief's secret technique to create new intelligent creatures… There were many options, but they could not be solved immediately.

Sword Saint Snowfall looked at the howitzers lined up along the way. Clearly, they were good and strong. Such a train of thought was also accepted by the people of the other world. Along the way, she was already used to Horus and Kang De's "tube spraying arrows" combat method and understood the basic theorem that the larger and stronger the pipes were. Now, more than ten kilometers away from the elf formation, more than ten thick pipes were aimed at the sky. A shell weighed 20 to 30 kilograms. All kinds of details and signs shocked her.

She had a feeling that her concept of war was about to be subverted again.

"Father, are you going to shout open fire?"

On the other hand, the father and son's conversation entered her ears.

The Sword Saint turned around. Kang De was a little tempted, but he seemed to have recalled something and shook his head.

"Forget it. My legal fiancée is still in a certain city so I can't say that. You can do it. In any case, you won't have a wife."

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