"The secret is that it can make a woman more feminine, and it can also make a man more man." Gregory smiled, and his obscene uncle was revealed.

"As far as I know, the puppet messenger should be a branch of the Dharma Profession, and even if you have a Dao mark, it's not so easy to master, right?" Ignoring the nature of the magic lamp, Moriarty said slowly.

"Hehe, it may not be easy for other legal positions; But for you, I don't think there is any barrier. Grigory shook his head.

"Why?"

"Because to be more accurate, the puppet messenger should actually belong to a 'sub-class branch' of the alchemist." At this time, the magic lamp returned to orthodoxy, and Yan said: "Because in the earliest days, alchemists were separated from the Dharma and listed as a separate one, although they were extremely glorious, they also had to face a lot of pressure alone. In particular, alchemists are usually good at making equipment and props, but their ontological combat effectiveness is not high, which means that they walk in the crowd of thieves with gold coins, and they are very easy to be remembered and even attacked by others. Therefore, the alchemists learned from the pain and decided to make full use of their own advantages to gain greater strength, so that the 'puppet messenger' was born. ”

"I see."

Alchemists have wealth and power, but their combat effectiveness is not strong and it is easy to attract thieves, so they find a way to turn their wealth into combat power, and directly create a powerful battle puppet that obeys their orders and can deal with external threats or accidents at any time.

In this way, whether it is a metal puppet, a plant puppet, an undead puppet or a necromantic beast, it is actually due to the alchemist's intention to protect himself. Well, if you go on with this line of thought. In fact, the essence of all these puppets is the same, but the materials, processes, and alchemy arrays used are different, so they are subdivided into many branches and leaves. Moriarty said as he thought.

"That's it." The magic lamp nodded as a matter of course: "So, most of the secret of the puppet messenger still lies in the puppet's system." And the other half, that's..."

"It's how to control the puppet and make it ruyi." This time, before Gregory could finish speaking, Moriarty already knew the answer.

"Clever."

"So, which branch of the 'puppet messenger' you have in your hands belongs to? Can it be applied to this high-level demon? "It's a circle. Moriarty then turned back to the substantive key issues.

"See for yourself." said. The magic lamp magically took out a golden screw from his bosom and handed it to the other party.

"It's... Road signs? ”

Moriarty took the screw, looked at it carefully for a while, and then drove the mental power directly to wrap around the screw.

And with it. A flood of information began to pour into his mind. Meantime. The golden screws slowly blurred and disappeared.

"Life Golem - 'Apostle on Earth'!?" I don't know how long it took. Moriarty, whose eyes were closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a light in his eyes.

"Oh, yes. It's the 'apostles of the earth'! The magic lamp laughed: "The classics say that the gods created all beings of all races on the earth, and used their divine powers to shepherd these countless flesh and blood in order to harvest pious faith." Now, the alchemist also stands on the stage of creation, combining flesh and blood with alchemy, incubating new lives to compete with the gods. It's the so-called, puppet of life - the 'apostles of the earth'! ”

Gregory's tone was still playful, but it sounded as if it was a great ambition and a certain faint contempt for the gods, which made people nervous. And what he recited was the general rule of the "apostles on earth" recorded in the golden screw signs.

In fact, the so-called life puppets are actually no less "evil" than the undead puppets, and even surpass them. Because the basis for refining any life puppet is to have a normal life form for you to refine, and this kind of action is already a great blasphemy and violation of the universal morality of the continent. Just imagine, a originally intact life is left to you to experiment, toss, and even transform into a monster, which is only afraid that it will be more disgusted and condemned than the necromancer's use of corpses to create puppets.

"It's a coincidence that undead magic actually accounts for a considerable proportion of technology in the refining of life golems. And now that you've gained the negative energy realm, I'm almost going to think that this demon got the news and deliberately came to your door to give you a 'gift'. ”

Obviously, Gregory does not have a normal view of right and wrong, and naturally has no scruples about the evil points of the puppet of life. But then again, if the puppet's target is a demon that everyone on land says can be killed, then even if the news leaks out in the future, at most some people will question Moriarty's improper means in order to defeat the demon, but he will no longer be strong and fight for the right to exist for the demon.

"Thank you for the sign. I took it. ”

After all, the connotation of "earthly apostle" is really "special", and even if he wants to really start moving, Moriarty needs to first sort out, understand, and digest the newly added knowledge in his mind, so for the time being, it is just a simple thanks.

"If you need anything, please tell me again." Seeing the other party's attitude, Gregory smiled indifferently and disappeared.

Seeing that the magic lamp was hidden, Moriarty was silent for a while, sighed lightly, and then put away the snake-necked three-headed dog on the ground first. Of course, before tomorrow, he will use magic to imprison the high-level demons again, so as not to capsize in the gutter.

"Your Excellency." Moments later, Clausewitz's voice rang out outside the tent.

"Come in."

As the words fell, the tent door opened, and the old werewolf came in first, followed by Hamilton.

"Your Excellency, the defense of the camp has been arranged. With the potential threat in mind, I widened the usual one-metre-wide trench to three-metre, and added an additional antler wall to the rear. In addition, since the Great Cloud needed to rush to transport 'materials' overnight, I sent double the number of wolf cavalry outposts. Clausewitz reported after giving a military salute to Moriarty, but he did not shy away from Hamilton, who was present.

And "Lion Heart" is also a veteran of military affairs, and as soon as he heard the old werewolf's arrangement, he understood that his so-called "potential threat" was unmistakable, pointing to the Knights of Windsor, which is also shining today. Otherwise, no matter how big the rules of Olympus are and how regular the temporary camping camp is, there is no need for a three-meter trench line and a antler defensive wall to protect against the impact of cavalry. However, from another point of view, Clausewitz, as a pure soldier, considered everything from actual combat and tried his best to make himself invulnerable, and he was indeed an excellent example of conscientiousness. Therefore, as the military commander of Fort Art, Hamilton also admired the other party's expression.

"Good, hard work." Moriarty already understood the old werewolf's attitude, so he didn't say anything more.

"Hamilton, congratulations, you're finally at the 'round table'!" Turning around, Moriarty gave "Lionheart" a heavy hug, and then asked, "It doesn't matter if the injury is serious, right?" ”

"Thank you. A little injury, not in the way. ”

Hamilton had been bandaged and appeared to be still pale, but in good spirits. And he has always had a close relationship with Moriarty, so he didn't hide his joy at being promoted, after all, it was a dream and long-cherished wish for many years.

"That's good. I transferred you from my father, but I guarantee that you will return in good condition. Now, when I came in the middle rank, but I went back to the 'round table', and my father should have no complaints. At this point, Moriarty also half-jokingly.

"Huh."

Hamilton knew something inside, and knew that the reason why Baron Ensberg agreed to let him come over the day before yesterday was that Moriarty paid the price. And this is the rule of the game between the aristocracy, only talking about the relationship between father and son can not replace real money. So when I hear Moriarty's joke now, I really can only listen to it as a joke.

"Your Excellency, now that the battle here is over, I want to return to Fort Yat as best I can." After laughing for a while, Hamilton excused himself.

"It doesn't have to be rushed. Tonight, Lord Viscount will celebrate his victory at a banquet at Windsor Castle, so join along. Glancing at the other party, Moriarty said.

"I don't seem to have to have a banquet..."As a relatively pure soldier, Hamilton was obviously indifferent to aristocratic dinners full of good food and beautiful women.

"Let's come along." Moriarty shook and yelled, interrupting the other party's words: "As soon as Lord Charles is promoted to the Templar, it can be said that it is a blessing for Kent and the whole of Erathia, and you will go to congratulate and pay tribute; Second, after the banquet, Viscount Salk should discuss with me the next battle plan. As a representative of Atburgh, you should also be present as an observer; Three, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I want to talk to you in the evening. ”

"Well, well, at your command." Moriarty's words were reasonable and compliant, and Hamilton really couldn't refute them, so he had to obey, but he still chased after him: "But I have to rush back early tomorrow morning, otherwise I'm worried that something will happen at Fort Arte." ”

"Of course." Moriarty smiled and nodded.

In the evening, Moriarty changed into a new commander's uniform and wore a ceremonial sword at his waist, and led Lord Sembaught, Hamilton, the "Knight of the Round Table", Staff Officer Clausewitz, and his followers to leave the camp and head to Windsor Castle.

As we walked through the hastily cleared battlefield and approached the castle, a loud trombone sounded from within the high walls of Windsor Castle, which was a salute to the distinguished guests. At the same time, the thick bell on the inner castle rang at this moment, and it rang twenty-five times, which corresponded to Moriarty's age.

"Welcome, Lord Moriarty. A few hours ago, we fought side by side to destroy the Devil's largest legion in Kent. Now, I open the door of my house and welcome you to you. Haha, what a joyous moment it was! ”

In order to show respect for Moriarty, the noble Viscount Salk personally stood in front of the castle gate to greet him. Behind him are the Templar Charles and his beloved daughter Martier.

And such a high-level battle is actually clearly telling the world that in the eyes of Lord Viscount, Moriarty. Ensberg is already a VIP on his own level and needs to be taken seriously. (To be continued......)

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