Wasteland Echoer

"The Lost One?" Gennadi didn't react for a moment, standing there blankly and muttering to himself. It wasn't until "Feng Kuang" drove away in a "Kachi" car that he suddenly realized:

"No, you are superpowers, superpowers."

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The "Meeting of the Stars" and replica weapon display of the "Order Society" lasted for most of the day. It was not until the sun completely sank below the horizon and the dark, long, gloomy, and frightening night fell that the "Wind Mine" took a car and came. Go to Windvoor Village, a settlement where the Lost and humans live together, about one or two kilometers east of Xinfeng Town.

This is a small village whose role during the old empire was limited to the expansion of agricultural farming areas.

After all, throughout the Third Era, the Fire Empire produced and exported the most food on the entire continent, and in the Western Continent, it was the Crusted Empire.

Even after the old empire formally and comprehensively realized the wave of industrialization, this vast plain area remained its important and core lifeline.

The greatness of the old empire is clearly demonstrated when freight trains load countless wheat, corn and other crops and transport them to various parts of the world.

The "Kachi" car slowly drove into the edge of Windvoor Village and stalled on a dusty dirt road.

"Wind Mine" skillfully opened the car door, but he was not in a hurry to enter the village. Instead, he looked up at the night sky filled with countless twinkling points of light, and he could not help but feel respect for the majestic universe.

"The stars in the hall below the 'Outline of the Wind' just now are fakes after all. It can depict the shape of the great universe created by the Creator, but it cannot perfectly depict its charm." "Wind Mine" couldn't help but admire:

"It is so vast, great, majestic, majestic, vast and boundless. Perhaps the existing human culture, even with all the relevant words, is not enough to describe it."

"Yes, Mr. Wind Mine. I once listened to the prophecy of God in my dream. He told me that if mankind and us lost people are lucky enough to survive the crisis of the new era and enter the next era, we will end the endless Reincarnation, entering a new era, belonging to the universe and stars." A young boy's voice, somewhere between calm and high-spirited, mixed with a deep feeling, said behind him.

"Miren." "Wind Mine" lowered his head, focused his gaze on an ant walking aimlessly on the dirt road, and said thoughtfully:

"Our world is actually a terrible nightmare of the Creator. Maybe it was a sweet dream at first, maybe it has always been like this. For the Lost, having strong eyesight and hearing is not necessarily a bad thing on the battlefield, but the clearer you can see , the more carefully you listen, the more you will fall into the abyss of pain."

"Is it like an ant?" The young man named Mirren took two steps forward and said:

"To us, they are two-dimensional creatures. As long as we draw a line on its path, it will be completely confused and overwhelmed. If it knows nothing, then it is happy enough. And the reality However, they know that they can only survive on one plane after another. Even if they climb to the highest mountain, they cannot appreciate its grandeur and splendor.

"Human beings and we look up to the universe, just like ants crossing canyons and climbing mountains on their way to forage. It is bound to be humble and ridiculous to be confined to a corner to peek at the greatness of the 'Lord'. For us lost people, what the Wasteland Era brings Ours is not evolution, but destruction.”

"Destruction?" "Wind Mine" muttered and repeated.

"Without civilization, we are just beasts that can kill. The reason why humans can continue to create miracles is based on endless civilization. In the first era, they resisted and destroyed the dragon clan that dominated everything. In the second era, they They appeared in almost every corner of the continent. In the third era... they created a great steam civilization, especially the Krusted Empire, and even designed things such as 'Fire of Punishment', 'Technological Leap', etc. Products that transcend the times.

"So, Mr. Feng Mining, if we want to truly end the Wasteland Era and enter the so-called new 'Star Era', we must abandon racial differences and help mankind. This is the truest thought in your heart. I believe, Leaders will certainly not object.”

"Yes." "Wind Mine" sighed, nodded and said:

"A wise man can look at problems beyond time and space, while a stupid person will only focus on immediate interests."

As he spoke, he turned around and stared at Mirren's appearance through the faint light in the dark night.

He looked about eleven or twelve years old, but the skin exposed outside his clothes was unusually white, as if it had been coated with a layer of plaster.

His face is a bit thin, but very childish, with a pointed chin and a high bridge of nose. He has the appearance of a Crusader. But in fact, he is not a Crusad, but from the Putoa Federation further south. Because it is separated by a desperate "central lake", people living in the Federation have had no news about it for many years.

When they looked at each other, "Feng Mine" noticed the impulse and excitement in Mirren's reddish eyes, which was particularly obvious against the backdrop of the red hair and the crimson star pendants hanging from his ears.

"If I remember correctly, Mirren, you are a vampire, right?" "Wind Mine" suddenly asked.

After hesitating for a second, Mirren replied:

"Uh... That's right, sir. My father is from the Zine Empire and is a subordinate of Vladimirski, the leader of the blood tribe in the south at that time. Of course, he is also a lost person and serves the Church of Hope. But... don't worry , I have the strength of order level 5, and I will not lose control easily when faced with blood."

"I'm not worried about this." "Wind Mine" smiled slightly awkwardly:

"There are many of us lost people who like blood and are fascinated by it, which is understandable. The Creator has given us an endless desire to kill, and restraint is inherently anti-human.

"It's just that I heard that our people discovered traces of the Vampire Clan near the wind wall that binds 'Plamini' some time ago. Based on your experience, you can judge whether there is any organization from the Vampire Clan that is also eyeing that place."

"Probably not." Mirren shook his head and said:

"The Vampires are an aloof race, and they like to enjoy themselves and show elegance. Many of the Vampire organizations that used to flow in the capital were disgusted with the bitter cold climate of Crusted. Moreover, the old empire was destroyed long ago, and the remaining cultural bonds are long gone. Exist. Even if the situation in my father's country, the Zine Empire, is tense now, they are more willing to settle in the south.

"If there is a vampire aura in the south of Demonic City, near Ice Creek No. 1, either it belongs to the 'Echoers' hiding in that area, or it belongs to 'Plamy' as Lord 'Yinmin' guessed before. The god behind Ni'.

"The former is more likely. After all, the top brass of the Federal Council have confirmed that the most important ability of the mysterious red power controlled by the 'Echoer' is 'inheritance'. After the death of each of its users, the Integrate your most skilled and powerful power into it and pass it on.”

"'Inheritance'...'pass on'?" "Feng Mine" crossed his hands on his chest, looked up with unfocused eyes, and murmured in his mouth.

After a long while, he showed an incomprehensible smile and said to himself:

"Fun, really fun."

"By the way, Mirren." "Wind Mine" lowered his head and arranged:

"I'm going to visit the old leader later. No need to wait for me. You can drive back directly and pick me up at 12:30 tomorrow."

"Are you... safe alone?" Mirren asked worriedly.

"Don't worry. Here are either lost people or people with superpowers, as well as humans who don't know they have mutated. The Federal Council... won't find this place unless they are unwilling to cooperate with us.

"Whether the old leader knows about such a big thing as 'Yin Min' and 'Fan Wen' being killed or not, I have to report it. The Wasteland Era has reached this point, and we can no longer reach the end by relying solely on force or war. We Wisdom is needed to find the right path to the future.

"Also, the lost 'wind-related' core that represents the 'final form of the universe' was intercepted by the Federal Council at some point. From what the visiting boy meant, I guess the committee wanted to use it directly to open the Qiao Dynasty. Eagle's 'evolution stage'.

"The current war situation is very delicate. To achieve a complete breakthrough in the western battlefield, choosing the 'Evolution Platform' and using its power is a shortcut. However, this is good news for the Federation, but not necessarily for us. Okay, Mirren, there is no need to follow me, you can go back first, there are still many things to do."

"Wind Mine" said, throwing a key to Mirren and walking towards the village without looking back.

Logically speaking, the Federal Council does not have the ability to set up power networks in villages and towns outside of several major cities. Logically speaking, there will be a lot of light in the city at night, making it less eerie.

On the contrary, in the countryside, when night falls and the long night falls, there is often a deathly silence.

But the village of Windvoor is an exception. Walking through the minimalist road, "Wind Mine" not only saw the street lights emitting incandescent light on both sides, but also walked through circles of low bungalow building areas, passing through the remnants of the old empire. In the ruins area, when we walked near a deep and secluded two-story hut, the light emanating from the village seemed to hang high in the sky, like the eternal moon, without completely hiding its figure.

With admiration in his heart, "Wind Mine" deliberately arranged his clothes, collected his emotions, and walked towards the interior of the courtyard of the cabin.

Suddenly, a dim, white-hot thick fog surrounded him, blocking part of the light, and the loneliness and gloominess that penetrated his soul suddenly enveloped his mind.

Although his heart was constantly surging, his body showed no signs of it. After walking through the frighteningly empty courtyard without any debris, "Wind Mine" finally arrived at the mahogany door that smelled of dilapidation.

When he stretched out two fingers and was about to knock on the door, a few reddish lights suddenly flashed in the metal area inlaid with wheat ears and sunflower patterns in the middle of the door.

Immediately afterwards, a ghost-like "elf" made of red lines suddenly came out of it and flew in front of him.

"Guests who come to harass the master, please reveal your identity."