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Nehemia, the strangely pale priest, sighed, and he no longer lingered on the shoulders of the Great Tomb Demon, but stood on the walls of the Silver City.

"Mages are always so arrogant, and too many archmages in history have died of their own arrogance. In the final analysis, the mage only cares about studying the details of the world, but does not know that God is the truth of the world, and only serving the true God is the best way to understand the world. ”

The Giant Tomb Demon who had lost its control was returning to the designated place according to the preset instructions, its huge body was as majestic as a mountain, but it was a soulless empty shell, and as a test subject for a half-golem and half-undead creature, it still had too many deficiencies to improve.

"I hate sports."

Nehmeah wore a hood and was hidden in a wide black cloak. The surrounding undead creatures seemed to sense a natural predator, and they all dodged and did not dare to approach Nehmea. Nehmiah cherished the magic of God, and he believed that every magic was a miracle bestowed on his followers by the true God, which kept him humble at all times.

However, this does not prevent him from using some small tricks.

Under Nehmeah's silent command, several nearby skeletons disintegrated on the spot to form a strange four-legged creature, like a round table with long legs, and the four-legged human hands and feet walked briskly in front of Nehmeah.

Nehmeah sat cross-legged on the bone table and directed his mount in the direction of the temple.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be in this direction."

After pointing in a random direction, Nehmiah closed his eyes and began to recite the scriptures in silence.

Inside the Temple of the Sun, Simon watched the vampire Neam turn to ashes, and finally returned to his companion with peace of mind.

At this time, Simon didn't know what to do with the unconscious three people for a while, Sincley was seriously injured and unconscious, while Vanessa and Aphrodite fell into an inexplicable slumber and couldn't wake up.

"President! What the hell is going on here?! ”

A man burst in from outside the temple and shouted in Simon's direction.

Simon looked back vigilantly to find that it was Christina, a member of the Brotherhood of Steel and an assistant to Sinclair.

Christina, with her long braids and black-rimmed glasses, looked very embarrassed at this time, dirty, her eyes were red and swollen, and she seemed to have cried.

"Simon, is that you? What the hell is wrong with them, President? ”

Christina almost didn't recognize Simon, because although Simon's appearance has not changed, his temperament has changed drastically, and he is full of confidence at the moment, and his determined gaze makes people feel reassured, which is completely different from the previous confused and restrained appearance.

"It's me, we were attacked by a vampire, and the president was injured by the attack. Vanessa and the chain-clad Miss Aphrodite were unharmed, but had been asleep and could not wake up at all. ”

Simon was as brief as possible about the current situation.

Christina didn't wait, she walked quickly to Sinclair's side, took out the bandages and medicine she had brought with her, and bandaged Sinclave, her simple and capable movements showed the rich experience of the rescuer.

Hearing the vampire, Christina's whole body trembled, and the movement of bandaging in her hand also slowed down.

"How's that vampire doing?"

Christina's voice trembled.

"I've already killed me."

As if unable to believe Simon's words, Christina's eyes widened and she looked at Simon in surprise.

She was met with Simon's steely eyes.

Christina's body went limp, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"You're now a qualified Brotherhood of Steel, both physically and mentally, but I'm ashamed that I'm not a competent Brotherhood member, and I'm not worthy of you."

Recalling the painful death of her companion, Christina couldn't help but talk about what happened to her.

As a person who specializes in assisting Hinclair in her daily affairs, Christina has not seen the casualties of her companions, although she is sad but not to break down, she has never had the opportunity to see the true horror of staying in a safe place, she is too gentle and naïve for this apocalyptic world, like a flower in a greenhouse.

Halfway through speaking, Christina couldn't suppress the sadness in her heart, and fell on Sincley and sobbed quietly.

"Cheer up, Christina, I won't let the Brotherhood of Steel disappear as long as I'm here."

A hand caressed Christina's back and comforted.

"Hinclair, are you awake?"

Simon happily stepped forward and helped Sinclair to sit up, while Christina, next to her, was busy wiping tears from her cheeks.

"Well, after all, I have elemental blood, and I am resistant to elemental damage, so this explosion can't kill me."

Sinclair's hoarse voice remained calm, and in turn began to comfort Christina.

Simon could easily see from what he saw after returning to the hall that Sincley had been injured to protect Vanessa and Aphrodite, and he had been a little defensive of Sincla, but at this time he truly regarded Sincley as his friend, and was genuinely happy for Hinclave's awakening. No matter what plans Sinclair had to hide from everyone, he probably wasn't the kind of guy who betrayed his family and friends.

With Sincley's whispered comfort, Christina's mood stabilized, and Sincley looked at Simon and said solemnly.

"Thank you, Simon, for saving the lives of all of us, and for being a forever friend of the Brotherhood of Steel."

Hinkley took out a potion of healing from his dimensional pocket and poured it into himself, waiting for his body to slowly recover.

"I'll tell you everything I know about it while I'm resting, and I don't have any need to hide it now."

Hinclair began to tell the story of the Brotherhood of Steel.

Silver City, where the Brotherhood of Steel is located, is located in the south of this continent, and is the central city in the south of an empire before the end of the world. Nowadays, Silver City and its vicinity are a desecrated place because of their obscurity, and they are covered in clouds all day long. It is worth mentioning that through Neuham, he learned that in fact, the situation in the outside world is different from what the Brotherhood of Steel had guessed before, not everywhere is a place with a bad life like Silver City, but the better the environment, the stronger the evil organization control, and only one can be taken from natural disasters and man-made disasters.

The southern forest of Silver City is occupied by countless mutated animals and plants, becoming an out-and-out forest of death, but due to self-sufficiency, the creatures of the forest of death rarely set foot in the outside world, and it is a closed forbidden area.

Above the Brotherhood of Steel are two evil organizations that occupy their respective regions, the Hellforge to the northeast and the Valley of the Dead Moon to the northwest. Controlled by an unknown church that worships the god of fire, the Hellforge is said to have a large number of slaves and a hunt for foreign creatures, making it a bloody and brutal region with unknown details.

Focus on Dead Moon Valley, as Hinclave has the most dealings with it. The Valley of the Dead Moon is controlled by a group of vampire-led undead creatures known as the Cult of Aratsu. This group worships the stars in the dark, and the dominant force is four vampire families, namely the Blood Ring, Bone Eater, Demon Forge, and Burial Shadow, all of which have their own abilities, and they have special abilities based on general abilities. By the way, Neam is an elite vampire of the Demon Forge family, and his status is not low. The Caster's special ability is that they can cast additional arcane arts at the cost of their own blood, whether they are the caster or not, they can cast arcane magic with the blood of their bodies, and they can even infuse the arcane into their blood in advance and store it before casting it when needed. The number of arcane spells cast by the Demon Forge in the form of consuming blood is limited, but it can be instantaneous, and the blood can be drawn from enemies or minions to achieve the effect of a perpetual motion machine, which is terrifying.

Not only are they powerful in battle, but they are also skilled in crafting magical equipment, and their members often have multiple magical equipment, and the precious and powerful items will even be teleported back to the Valley of the Dead Moon after the death of their master, waiting for the next user.

And the purpose of the existence of the Aratsu Holy Army sounds absurd, which is to kill the moon. They believe that the moon is the source of madness in the universe, a bug and a bad thing that should not exist, and that there are many terrifying creatures in it, and that these creatures can affect the minds of vampires and most undead creatures through the moonlight, so they are always planning how to destroy the moon completely or somehow reach the surface of the moon and kill all the creatures on it.

"Doesn't that sound ridiculous?"

Sincley scoffed mercilessly.

"We have been forced to this point by such an ignorant mad organization, and the Aratsu Cult of the Valley of the Dead Moon is a far greater threat to the Brotherhood of Steel than the Church that meditates in the Hellforge to develop, and they have always been interested in this dark cloud that obscures the sun and the moon, and often sends small teams to investigate. A long time ago, we had a lot of friction with the Holy Cult Army, and the Brotherhood of Steel was much stronger than it is now, and although it was still confined to Silver City by the two major forces, it was not an organization that could be taken lightly. ”

Speaking of this, Hinckley's tone was a little nostalgic.

"But after a few clashes, the Aratsuri Army no longer continues to send people to investigate, but only monitors the place from afar. After that, the Brotherhood of Steel slowly drained their vitality in this cursed land, shed blood, and weakened to what it is now, and then I had to make a deal with the Sacred Cult of Aratsu to exchange our Golem technology for food, I knew it was to quench my thirst, but I couldn't do it. ”

Helplessness, pain, and struggle hovered in Hinckley's heart.

"In this way, I managed to keep the crumbling Brotherhood of Steel afloat until one day the Terrathic Cult began to lose interest in the Golem knowledge in my head, but they made a new deal for me to investigate the cause of the temple's revival and prevent it from reviving and restore the portal to the Atlas. In exchange, they will send us to a safe place to live, knowing that there are still human settlements even in the Valley of the Dead Moon, otherwise where will the food for these vampires come from. I did what they asked, but why wouldn't they let us go? ”