Chapter 199 Strategic Retreat

Two years and one month after David's launch from the Anaroc Desert of Faerun, he woke up from his slumber for the first time, and then saw a body of purest water in the sea of ​​stars, like a quiet star. Colorful marbles lying on a dark tabletop.

This was also the first gravity slingshot acceleration point he reached - Calpe.

Then the glyphs on David's body slowly lit up according to his will, and his wings spurted out six red lights, speeding towards Calpe.

As he gradually approached, he finally got a first-hand view of this pure planet without any land but extremely beautiful. It actually showed three colors, the polar ice zone, the blue and the middle. The equator is emerald green because of the sargassum area.

"It's a pity that I don't have time to explore and stay for a while."

According to the excavated Nether ancient books, in the early days of the development of the starry sky, artists who still had time to paint it made a special voyage here in order to depict it exquisitely. This painting was even painted by a Selunei who may be the incarnation of Selun. A sky-high price.

And the Toril galaxy is not as 'lonely' as the universe where Blue Star is located. Even on such an extreme planet, covered with hundreds of miles of thick ice floes, there are many species living there. predators, but with relatively limited intelligence.

Click, David, who couldn't tell what he was feeling, once again used [Spell Illusion] to 'photograph' it and sent it back to Toril, which was already 500 million kilometers away.

On the seventh day, when he completed the gravitational ejection acceleration through the Calpe orbit and was about to enter the second period of sleep, he actually received a reply from Toril:

"A perfect work of art. I wish I could travel across the sea of ​​​​stars with you. It's a pity that I can't."

As soon as he saw this painful 'father's sentence', David didn't know that it was a magical message sent to him by Father Long himself.

Normally, he and Tanya would stay away from each other as soon as they heard that Father Long started to suffer from "a disease of youth". They really couldn't stand his "middle-aged petty bourgeoisie moaning for no reason", but they didn't know Maybe it was because of the difference in his situation that David felt inexplicably moved in his heart. He instinctively wanted to chat with the old father for a while, but he gave up this unrealistic idea in an instant.

This magical world is different from Blue Star. There is no radio wave transmission. Only when he is close to the celestial body, the Dragon Father and others in Toril can briefly communicate with him through the celestial body positioning direction, and this is also limited by the transmission of magic power.

In other words, there were only a few short days during his journey when he had the opportunity to exchange messages with Toril.

And as his subsequent voyages get farther and farther, this connection will only become more and more difficult, or even impossible.

I saw it said in the summons:

"Based on the marking problem you raised and the 'quantum dot ink' based on your mother Pavla, I have found the direction of alchemy. I will catch up with your journey. I wish you a good ride."

When David saw this sentence, the whole dragon was shocked. What the hell is quantum dot ink? In his previous life, he had only heard of research directions such as quantum communications and quantum computers.

But he immediately remembered the relevant literature he had read in college and confirmed that some semiconductors would exhibit quantum size effects between 2 and 10 nanometers, but no one knew why.

‘Mom, you are really my super dragon! ’ David said with emotion.

Compared to myself who has a treasure trove but doesn't know how to use it, Pavla, the academic master, is the real unparalleled existence in this world.

Then David hurriedly sent back a list of precursor materials that might be able to synthesize quantum dots that had been stored in his mind just as he was about to leave Calpe.

It was only after the arraignment was completed that I suddenly remembered.

its not right! Even if Atilicia really 'alchemizes' this kind of thing, he has never seen the real thing and doesn't know its specific properties, no matter how "arrogant" he is, he still can't think of it.

When he thought of this, David, who was still calm at first, became less calm.

Toril, 'City of Shadows'.

Artilicia, who had just recorded David's summons back to the document sheet, could not show the slightest smile on her face.

It's not that there is a problem on Toril's side, because there are no relatively powerful forces in the Analok Desert where their flying fortress landed. In addition, they have always stayed inside the city and have not shown any aggression. So up to now, apart from sending some sentries to conduct tentative investigations, all the surrounding parties have fallen into silence after they all disappeared like the bald man in red robe.

Artilicia knew that this should be a deterrent taken from the historical past of the floating city in Netheril. In addition, the Dragon Queen's other arrangements attracted the attention of the gods and parties in Toril. This floating city returned to its homeland. , in comparison, it seems to have become the most 'normal' historical event.

The real trouble lies in their hometown, Ellaria.

But just a while ago, he just received a message from Zolshiat, through the soul link with the elf Evgeni:

Compared to their group of fake immigrants pretending to be 'Netherites', the group of high elves in the New World of Ellaria, led by Queen Arathia from Toril's Evermeet Island, seem to be real. There are plans to return to the old continent and then rebuild the Devensere Empire.

When Atilicia heard this at first, she was a little unbelievable, because the old continent was reduced to scorched earth thousands of years ago in the battle between the five armies of elves, dwarves, humans, orcs and dragons. It was the high elves who detonated the magic well, turning the entire Old Continent into a place where the magic network was broken and magic energy raged.

At this point, the orcs were completely extinct in the Old World of Scanis;

The elves retreated to the new world of Gruyère to rebuild Devensere;

The dwarves thus remained hidden in the dark mountains to the east;

Human civilization was directly cut into three parts. The ancient country of Kutaro in the south, which had been reduced to a desert, was directly driven into the ground in a physical sense, leaving only a lonely ancient tomb, wandering undead, and a few nests of blue. Dragons danced on their graves.

The other group that stayed in the north to resist degenerated into a primitive society that drank hair and blood, and became barbarians raised by elves in the Old World.

Only the last one also fled to the new continent of Middle-earth to develop again, until the Middle-earth kingdoms of the Toril gods were eager to expand their faith;

Only the five-colored dragons with abnormal survivability have finally established a foothold in the Old Continent, but their numbers have also dropped to a level comparable to Toril.

It was precisely because of this complicated historical reason that Artilicia was still a little unbelievable when she heard the news from Siatt.

After all, given the poor environment of Scanis in the Old Continent, the five-color dragons had to choose where to live.

Take Pafla's territory, the Katana Mountains, for example. When David dragged the captured high elves to the plains to dig potatoes, he almost beat them to death.

He really couldn't figure out what the elves were thinking about returning to Scanis to rebuild the empire.

It wasn't until Siatt's words made him suddenly enlightened:

"According to Nymphadora's observation report, I don't know if it is due to the falling fragments of the God of War Kingdom. Scanis in the old continent has also detected that the magic power seems to have begun to increase. At the same time, the magic power has also begun to stabilize. The important thing is that it seems that wheat can be grown on the land of those barbarians."

"As expected."

This should have made the dragon happy, but it made Atilicia's expression even heavier.

Regarding the transformation of the plane of Ellaria from the secondary material plane to the main material plane due to the Initiation of God War, he once discussed this situation with David.

Tide of magic.

Tides of magic due to energetic fragments.

But this change of influence should have taken at least a thousand years.

So there is only one possibility that Atilicia can think of:

It was through the divine battle between the Five-Colored Dragon Queen and the God of War that the new goddess of magic after the Saint Catastrophe began to pay attention to Ellaria and began to repair Scanis' magic network.

Only this possibility can make the magic environment of the Old Continent change so obviously.

Only in this way can we explain why those high elves are so eager to return to the old continent.

They want to move all the elves in Toril.

Just like when their entire family moved to the main material plane of Toril.

Even if it's under the dragon's fence.

Until he endured it for four thousand years, and used a dragon mad lock to completely backstab the giant dragon and drive him out of the stage of history.

Subsequently, because of the rebellion of the spider goddess Rose, no, the rebellion of the Elven God Queen Elrosine at that time, the internal conflicts of the elves were completely detonated. Five crown wars and the division of the drow elves allowed the elves to I just took it off myself.

In the new main material plane of Ellaria, the high elves once again saw the hope that their race would rise again and dominate the plane.

But this time, the first one to bear the brunt is the five-color dragon, or rather.

The territory of his son David Eutus - Katana.

Because the only port in Scanis in the Old World is on the Cattana Plain.

Artilicia thought for a while and asked:

"Where's Christos?"

"Still fighting in the Underdark, and still haven't returned."

"You haven't returned yet?" Atilicia felt a little unbelievable.

Recalling that they had been inexplicably involved in a bloody battle when they came to Baator Hell and the Evil Scale Fortress, they couldn't help but make some malicious speculations. Could it be that they had fallen into some kind of trick?

Or was it simply blocked in the Underdark by the high elves?

After all, although Christos is a legendary old red dragon, there are also many legends among the high elves. In particular, one of the things these elves are best at can do this:

Magical lock.

He immediately asked Siatt to tell him:

"Tell Nymphadora to beware of moves from the Devensel elves. If encountering force majeure, you can abandon Katana and retreat toward the Dark Mountains."

"Yes." Siatt.

This is his final decision.

Only this time, he didn't pray to Pavla, nor did he choose to tell David.

Because he knew Pafla, and with her temperament, she might not care about the so-called territory. More importantly, she was deep in the Kingdom of God of War at the moment and had no time to pay attention to the movements of Ellaria in the material world.

But David will definitely care.

But when the child arrives on the next planet and receives this message, it will be at least ten years later.

Ten years later, whatever happened was a foregone conclusion.

But there was nothing he could do about it.

Because he knew that even if he, as a silver dragon, was personally visited by Tiamat, Queen of the Five Colored Dragons, no, Tiamat would definitely not see him.

With the power of a mighty Dragon God, what he can see must be much farther than himself.

How could David give up his strategic plan for King Killer just because of the gains and losses in Scanis?

It was precisely because of this that he didn't want David to fall into the same dilemma as himself at the moment.

Siatt also brought news about Silver Grand Duke Miliri through Yevgeny:

Due to the political uncooperation of Silver Grand Duke Miliri and her legitimacy in the hearts of the Ellaria elves, the Elf Queen Arashia directly ordered the court mage to prevent more high elves from escaping to Seorus City. A smooth high wall was built against the territory of Seorus.

Compared to the green dragon Nymphadora who still has a way out, the Silver Grand Duke Milli, the best friend who has supported his pharmaceutical research for nearly ten years, is the one who is really behind bars and in a dilemma, and is also the one who needs it most. Outside help.

When she thought of this, Artilicia raised her head and closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths to calm down her complicated emotions, and came to a group of children who were playing with the 'Magic Ship' model.

Those were his new students.

It's just different from all the children he has come into contact with in the past.

Mortal learning progresses step by step.

And their learning methods are all awakening clusters.

Later, it became a point where he, the teacher, needed to consult these students about arcane arts.

He knew that this was exactly the result of the awakening of the seed of memory as David once said.

He knelt down in front of one of the young men named Oberon. He raised his hand and caressed the head of the child with the same name as a certain Nese great arcanist in history. He picked up the model of the magic ship and moved it towards the outermost edge of the galaxy. The red dragon clay sculpture moved away, and then asked softly:

"Oberon, can you allow me to catch up with him within thirty years?"

The child shook his head: "Teacher, you know, we don't have a Mithron core."

Artilicia seemed to have known this answer for a long time, and used magic to generate a silver dragon model:

"What if you build it with the red robe mage's magic glyphs and your magic ship?"

Oberon thought for a while, took the silver dragon model from Artilicia, stuffed it onto the magic ship model, and then pointed it towards the 'sun' in the eyes of other students who were either amazed or doubtful. The model rushed over, then looked at Artilicia seriously and said:

“Then you must set off within ten years, and then fly towards the sun in the opposite direction, using the sun’s gravity as a slingshot.

“In this way, theoretically, you can catch up with Lord David Yutus within this time.

"But this orbit is too close to the star. If there is any operational error, you will fall into the sun due to the 'Roche limit'.

"Even if you don't make any mistakes, a solar wind or a flare can still wipe you from the starry sky.

"Are you really sure you want to do this?

"Teacher Artilicia."

Artilicia smiled and touched their heads:

"Then, please."