Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Central island, remote meeting room.

"This is to kill people!"

It has been the nineteenth day since the Far Harbor Food Price War was launched.

It was also the last day of Kant's War Warning.

In the past three days, the mentality of the island owners has changed day by day, and they have suffered unspeakable humiliation and fear.

Kant did not start a war, but brought more losses to the Broken Isles than the war.

The multinational fleets that came to "evacuate overseas Chinese" openly broke into the waters of the Broken Islands, shouting on every island, calling their own citizens to leave. Compared with the rhetoric and appeasement of the island owners, the citizens of various countries certainly believed in the glory of their own countries. The navy, whether it was Kant's threat or the nations' evacuations, dealt a devastating blow to market confidence in the Broken Isles, with merchants fleeing, tourists fleeing, and laborers fleeing.

There are long queues at every wharf. The fleets have insufficient capacity, but it doesn’t matter. The ships and cargo ships of merchants from various countries are at your service. In addition to the easy identification of the elves, the council fleet and the imperial fleet are required to pretend to be their own nationals. Those who boarded and fled turned a blind eye.

Just register.

This has led to more and more islanders packing their bags and fleeing the Broken Isles.

Because the evacuation operation means a lot of movement and exchanges of people.

When people get together, they like to spread rumors. People communicate with each other with so-called "top-secret news", and even newspapers with confusing headlines spread around.

"Must see! Aurora Kant's most terrifying means of attack, the Forbidden Spell only ranks second."

"The results of the Silver Moon Council's deduction of the Battle of the Broken Isles, all the councilors were stunned! ".

Eight Things People in the Broken Isles must know.

"Today, as a nobleman, I knelt for twelve hours in the dock area".

The poor natives of the other world, have never seen such a battle, rumors surged, fear spread, and efficient and accurate rumors hit everyone's heart.

For ordinary working families, it is said that the far port includes food, housing, and work, and the whole family can bring it with you, and His Majesty will guarantee it. What kind of person is His Royal Highness Kant, is it necessary to deceive you?

For wealthy tourists and even nobles, it is said that His Majesty has reached an agreement with Kant, and after arriving at the far port, he can leave on his own, and this is part of the negotiation.

Under the fear and helplessness, people's IQ has plummeted. They were coaxed and kidnapped to board the ship and shipped to the far port. Like a powerful water pump, the population of the Broken Isles was continuously pumped to the old town on the west coast of Goethe. Sun Mingzhu, everyone wants, everyone accepts.

This is good news for Far Harbor, because Kant's future plans require a huge population. For him, population is the most valuable asset, but for the Broken Isles, it is a very bad thing.

Because their credibility, status, business confidence and even international prestige are being devastated, and the islanders have nothing to do about it.

The loss of a large number of laborers is second, mainly the departure of tourists and even nobles, which confirms the incompetence and weakness of the Broken Islands, making their plan to use the whole island as a bargaining chip to persuade the countries to intervene completely go bankrupt, showing the broken islands. The archipelago's powerlessness and cowardice in the face of Kant will make their interest partners recognize the reality and cut them quickly to avoid greater losses.

In other words, their proud network of contacts and interests is gradually failing.

This is undoubtedly quite ironic.

Trying to rely on a powerful and impregnable island defense system to fight against Kant, and then waiting for an opportunity to use his network of contacts and interests to reverse the situation, who knows that Kant just pushes gently and the building made of sand and stone collapses.

Not only the island owners are aware of this result, of course, all countries are also paying attention to it. Regarding this matter, a slightly obscene director of the intelligence department of the Austrian Law Council commented extremely appropriately.

"The Broken Isles is like a very scheming and beautiful courtesan, who has subdued many flower guardians with a little beauty temptation. She looks amorous and almost debauched, but she strictly guards her chastity, let me Describe the way she makes a living."

"She took part in all sorts of friendships, worked as a high-ranking maid, and she matched her guests with other women, making money out of them, and letting other poor women sell their bodies and do shameless things. As for her, she's innocent. Gao Jie, maintains a good relationship with many guests, attracts them with beauty and a little cheap, such as occasional kisses, inadvertent leaks, ambiguous words, making men obsessed with her, but not letting the other party succeed, but can Make the other person fascinated by himself."

"She makes a lot of money every year, but as a shrewd woman, she divides the money into five parts, one for expensive cosmetics and skin care products to maintain her beauty, and one for ordering luxurious Dress, to maintain her charm, and a share to spend on the stinky man who circles around her, so that the other party can get some surprises and benefits, and the fourth part of the money is saved for emergencies."

"And a share of money? Oh, yes, the last one, the one with the most money, she took it out and found the best dwarf blacksmith, the most knowledgeable alchemist, and the most powerful spellcaster to make it for herself. A chastity belt that even the strongest person in the world can't open violently."

"This shrewd and lovely person has understood from the beginning that the men she feeds with money still want to rip off her dress to get everything she has, and she has to rely on her own efforts and efforts to protect herself. Power, that's the way of life and philosophy of this venerable bitch."

"She has used her means, interests and unique ways to win over many flower protectors. As long as anyone covets her body, they will be torn to shreds by the flower protectors and even her own means. That's right, she uses her long-term pimps. The customer business has also become a powerful person, after all, she is such a woman."

"Then, a rude oriental prostitute appeared in front of her, and he named her by name."

"The beautiful courtesan wanted to repeat the old trick. First, she summoned the flower guardians to enter the field with elegant rapiers, but the Aurora with the moon sword said to the flower guardians, either come with me, she has a lot of holes. Some points, or we have a fight and see who I can hack to death."

"So the men weighed the pros and cons and stood beside the Aurora people."

"The stunned courtesan saw that Aurora was tearing her clothes, and even the ex-husbands were secretly doing it. She didn't expect that the rude-looking Aurora was very good at doing this kind of thing. He tore it quickly and again. Well, although that luxurious long dress is beautiful, it just looks good, not a solid armor, the robe that looks extremely complicated and sacred is actually extremely fragile, and it falls off as soon as it is peeled off."

"In the end, the courtesan found that neither the protector nor the luxurious dress was useless, and the only thing that could protect him was the chastity belt that was constantly strengthened with a lot of money."

"She tried to protect her virginity with vigorous resistance and a sturdy defense, and she was confident that even a brutish aurora barbarian would never be able to open this sturdy device and enter her body."

"But what she didn't expect was that the Aurora did not compete with the sturdy iron pants, but unbuttoned the pants with a grin, and pressed the head of the Lady of the Broken Isles to her body."

"That's the geopolitical situation surrounding the Broken Isles today."

It is said that when the somewhat obscene intelligence chief presented his own subtle and miraculous political metaphor, all the onlookers burst into laughter, and the laughter almost knocked off the dome of the Fast Hall of Truth. It appeared on the front page of every newspaper in the Ring of Tuxia.

"We're about to be the joke of the world!"

When the world's political circles looked at the turbulent Broken Islands with teasing eyes, the island owners also quarreled. They were roaring, arguing, and roaring, but no one could convince the other.

"This situation cannot be allowed to continue! Otherwise we will be utterly defeated!"

Someone patted the table and roared: "Our laborers are leaving, our tourists are leaving, and our important partners are leaving too! The attitude of the Three Kingdoms has been very clear, they don't mind Kant swallowing us up! Those people outside think that We are sure to lose! Our troops and employees think so too! If this goes on, can we expect them to fight for us? They will run away too!"

The person who spoke was strong and arrogant, the captain was dressed, and his clothes were open. He pulled out his machete and chopped the table top. The remote image dragged out a line of sword light, and he said sharply: "We must take action!"

An island owner opposite him said coldly: "Action? What are you going to do?"

"Block the port! Expel the Three Kingdoms fleet! No one is allowed to leave!"

"Stupid!" the island owner shouted, "Destroy the Three Kingdoms Fleet? Do you think this group of proud and arrogant soldiers will obey your expulsion? Do you think they are afraid of the Broken Isles?"

The island owner dressed as the captain flashed fiercely: "Then let them be afraid! Attack!"

"—And then face the joint strangulation of Kant and the Three Kingdoms?"

"Is there any difference now!? If we continue like this, we will also lose, no matter what, we are going to lose anyway, so which one do you choose?"

"Who said that? We still have an island defense system, an array of mage towers, and..."

Captain Island Master sneered: "And your estate and future in the Dusk Moon Dynasty?"

"you!"

"-All right!"

The old man in the master sighed: "Don't make any noise."

He opened his dim old eyes and looked at the phantoms of the island owners: "I know that many of you are very close to the forces of various countries, accept their conditions and help, take care of their interests, and achieve Some kind of deal, this is normal behavior, I understand, you don’t want to offend them completely, you still want to leave a way out for yourself and your family, this is also normal…”

Everyone was silent.

The old man looked in his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Then he sighed again: "Since that's the case, let's do one more favor... I can see that Kant should have just reached a non-intervention agreement with the countries, and the so-called evacuation order is mostly because he coerced the fleet of the three countries. Unauthorized action, not the order of the monarchs of the kingdoms..."

"So, there is still hope."

The old man straightened up: "Just try harder and be patient."

The island owners sat up straight and looked at this person with the greatest seniority, prestige, and ability. He is the mediator of the chaotic and complicated hilltops in the Broken Islands. He is the most authoritative and the most unfathomable. The people are his juniors... It's like an unfathomable pool of water.

"Sibes, you are close to the empire. I ask you to use all your contacts and abilities to speak to His Majesty the Emperor and our imperial allies at any cost."

"It is said that Kant not only won the far port, but also maintained control of Valentine. Valentine is in the east of Goethe and borders the empire. After the Aurora people swept the Broken Isles and eroded Goethe's authority, the next step is to do The thing is, the sword is pointing to the east, don't forget, he also has a grudge with the empire."

"Leaving the Broken Isles, we are willing to drag Kant, a strong enemy for His Majesty the Emperor, to attract his attention and contain his strength, so that he does not have the energy to shake the great noble system, so that he does not have the energy to challenge His Majesty the Emperor. Divine Reign."

An island owner stood up and bowed slightly.

"Lilian, you are in charge of the elves, the Phoenix King is Kant's concubine, and you focused on lobbying the Silver Moon Council, saying that Kant, with the might of the giant ship, once destroyed the Broken Isles, then from the west coast to the east, between Goethe and Aurora There will be no obstacles to the ancient route of the Moon Dynasty, the blockade plan of the Dusk Moon Dynasty will be completely bankrupt, and the Aurora, which has been caught in the chaos of war, may re-emerge with the help of Kant and even the mainland..."

The old man, who was obviously also a human, said without hesitation: "At that time, the human races of the two continents, the Holy Empire, and the Kingdom of Aurora, may unite, the human world will be complete again, and even leap, and the elves will be above the world. The hegemony will be shaken, and the Broken Isles are willing to be the nails of the great Dusk Moon, forever nailed between the East and West continents, blocking the communication between the two worlds..."

The woman named should bow down.

"The Arcane Council, Joshua, told the casters that, together with the alchemy division, they have fallen behind Kant. If we secretly provide support to the Broken Isles, we will resist with all our strength and try our best to kill and destroy Kant's alchemy weapons. The remains of the spoils of war will be handed over to the Council for study."

"Tell them again..."

One after another, orders and key points go down.

"Everyone, you have already recognized the seriousness of the situation, and I don't need to repeat it. I know that you have many friends, including high-ranking elves, nobles of the empire, and members of the council. You think that even if the Broken Isles are destroyed, you will Will bring enough money to go to your friends' countries and keep chatting and laughing with them and keep on living a human life - but I have to warn you."

"Think about it, if you don't have the identity of the island owner of the Broken Isles, will your friends still be your friends? Without this identity, will your money still be your money?"

"So, send money to appease people's hearts, especially the hearts of our army, and at the same time, we must also put the remaining important guests under house arrest, and privately threaten some nonsense not to leave without authorization... These things, I think you should be better than me. , just do what you want."

"We must always remember that even with Kant's scheming, our proud and powerful island defense system is still as solid as a mountain, and it is still one of the safest places in the world. We still have the strength to protect ourselves and the capital to negotiate. ...We have to protect ourselves, but also our families."

The old man spoke slowly.

"The Broken Isles is our home, our foundation, our everything, children, our ancestors came to this once desolate island to build a career, not by chance, but by fate, the blood of the ancestors from generation to generation We have also shouldered the same responsibility.”

"You will understand eventually."

"Go away..."

The projections went out one by one, and there was silence in the basement. Immediately, the magic image of the old man disappeared. On the upper floor, the withered old man stood up tremblingly and grabbed the crutches in his hand.

"Don't listen to me..."

He sighed: "Generation after generation, money, desire, arrogance, blindfolded, mission has been forgotten, there are only souls of selfishness, timidity and ulterior motives, so that I am too lazy to even say words of encouragement, they have already begun to retreat. I mean, they don't want to guard their home anymore, their souls are still degenerate, but..."

At this point, the shriveled lips pulled out an evil smile.

"But the bloodline is still the original bloodline."

"In that case..."

He walked alone in the spacious and tidy gorgeous room, pushed open the door, and came to the airtight room.

"Just do one more favor..."

He spoke the words he just said, but the soul of the fallen cannot understand its deep meaning.

"There is still hope..."

He fell to his knees.

In front of it is an altar drawn with blood and built with blood and bones.

"Just try harder and be patient."

The body of a mortal kowtows reverently.

"The gods who are far away from the lower realm and high in the star palace, please help us, just like helping my ancestors..."

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PS1: Grass... I have a headache, maybe it's been raining a little today... So I struggled to write it. It's weird, I just got a little drenched, what's the situation...