Lucien on the altar soon understood that these beggar-like dwarves worshipped themselves as their "gods of steam" and "masters of life and death", and their attitude was almost comparable to that of fanatics.

"This is the Plateau of the Night, once occupied by dwarves and later conquered by vampires. ”

"It should be that there is still a dwarven descendant of the steam civilization that has not been destroyed, and has been kept in captivity by vampires as 'cattle and sheep', miners, and blacksmiths. ”

"They were probably dwarven escapees, and they stumbled upon the remnants left by this ancestor, and as a result, they used the spatial teleportation array as an altar, and the fragmented materials of the dwarves who tried to 'learn' magic at the end of the steam civilization as a 'handbook for summoning gods'. So, I was teleported during a ritual to worship the gods?"

"The vampires seemed to have come to destroy them, and after I used 'Elemental Order' and 'Immortal Death', they became even more convinced that I was the so-called 'God of Steam' and 'Master of Life and Death'. ”

His brain was racing, and it didn't take long for Lucien to sort out the general cause and effect of what happened based on the prayers, the situation at the scene, previous encounters, and the surrounding murals.

"Use magic to make them forget this memory, lest they be caught by the vampires and expose this node?" Lucian's first instinct was to keep it a secret.

However, when his eyes turned, Lucien saw the iron furnace, steam hammer and other items in the left and right rows of rooms, and his heart suddenly moved: "They still have basic steam civilization knowledge, can they also do more complex smelting?"

"If alchemy items are to be simplified and popularized, isn't there a shortage of skilled 'workers' who can forge gears and so on? The initial problem was solved. ”

Due to the long-term monopoly of alchemy items by magicians, and the reluctance of the council to allow the apprentices who have worked hard to train to engage in similar manual labor, there are not many ordinary people in countries such as Holm who can join the alchemy workshop except for ordinary blacksmiths. This question has always plagued Lucien, who wants to popularize alchemy items - not only to gain him great wealth, but also to shake the foundation of the Church's faith.

Originally, it would have taken several generations of cultivation and nurturing to establish a relatively large-scale "working class", but the emergence of the descendants of the dwarves of the steam civilization allowed Lucien to see the dawn of the initial solution of the problem within a generation.

"Almighty God of Steam, may your supreme name spread throughout the world!" the pious prayers of the dwarves drifted into Lucian's ears, and he quickly had a plan, "Let them serve the Magic Council in the name of the gods." This ensures maximum loyalty. It will not be rescued and flee to the dwarven kingdom, leaking the core information of alchemy items, and with the instructions of the gods, it will be much easier for them to sign a magic contract. ”

Although the life-saving grace and the magic contract have basically solved the problem. After all, the vast majority of dwarves are becoming vampire food and slaves. Or among the "new era industrial workers". I would definitely not hesitate to choose the latter, and sign a strict but at least not desperate contract, but since there is a better way to add another insurance. Lucien will not refuse either.

"I still have a task to complete, and the teleportation array arranged in this space node cannot send people out of the country on a large scale, and it is easy to be discovered by the vampire prince if it is activated frequently, so it is better to let them continue to 'lurk' in the Dark Night Plateau and develop more of their kindred, the number is still too small now. ”

Lucien decided to wait until his mission was completed, and then apply to the council for the arrangement of the "Otherworldly Gate", and then take away the dwarves who were willing to follow him at once, so as to avoid a head-on war with the vampire clan.

If the Magical Council suddenly fights the vampires for the Plateau of the Night, it must be the Southern Church that will wake up with a smile in its dreams.

As for the dwarven casualties caused by this, although Lucien has compassion, he can still make a cold decision, how can he want to be "liberated" without paying the price of blood? This kind of thing is not a dinner party!

The four-ring magic "Advanced Invisibility" does not unleash when attacking, so the transparent Lucien took out a tube of crystal-like liquid from his storage bag and gently pulled the cork from the bottle.

The dreamlike liquid instantly turned into colorless and odorless air and enveloped the hall.

............

Ecstasy, gratitude, and excitement made the dwarves pray and repeat prayers, as if a happy new life was about to unfold for real, and how beautiful would life be without the cruel enslavement and killing of vampires?

Suddenly, Harold felt the cool breeze blowing through him become slightly hot, and he opened his eyes, and was surprised to see that the gray stone bricks of the underground palace in front of him had turned into yellow hot sand.

"Go, go deep in the desert and seek my country. ”

"Go ahead, there's everything you want. ”

A grand, ethereal, majestic and divine voice came from the ethereal sky, causing Harold and the other dwarves to bury their heads again and cling to the scorching sand: "Honor your holy name, and practice your will, our sovereign Lord, who reigns over all that is in the world. ”

After a long time, no more sound came, and the Great Elder raised his head cautiously and humbly, and saw that the underground palace had turned into a vast desert of yellow sand, and the outline of an oasis was faintly visible in the distance.

"Is this the power of the gods?" the same question came from the dwarf again, but this time with awe and obedience.

The scorching wind blew their faces, and the dwarves stood still, struck by the desert scenery they had never seen but only heard about, and by the endless rolling yellow sand.

"Is that the sun? is this the day?" Harold muttered to himself as he watched the blazing fireball in the sky, waking up the Great Elder and the other dwarves, yes, this is a completely different place from the Plateau of Night!

After a long while, the dwarven girl Mierna said in confusion, "Great Elder, where should we go?"

"Where are we going?" the Great Elder was stunned for a moment, and quickly thought of the oracle of the God of Steam just now, "Let's go to the depths of the desert!

Hearing the Great Elder's words full of emotion and excitement, Harold was furious: "Great Elder, can we get the complete inheritance of the Steam Civilization there? I want to build the Steam City you described!"

"yes. Like Harold, Elder, I want to see the black chimneys of the forest towering, the airships that can fly as freely as birds with the power of steam alone, and the terrifying cannons of great ships. Quigins trembled with excitement, this was the highest dream of the dwarven rebels who had accidentally received an incomplete inheritance, a giant steam city that symbolized glory and splendor!

Looking at the delicate and sturdy Minna, whose face was flushed, and at the other dwarves with red-eyed eyes and shaky beards, the Great Elder raised his arms and shouted:

"The Great Lord of Life and Death tells us that there it is. We could get everything!"

"Into the depths of the desert!"

"Steam supremacy! to the depths of the desert!" replied the rest of the dwarves in unison. Majestic and mighty.

............

There were no specific paths, no clear directions, but the dwarves seemed to have a vague sense that something was calling them in the distance, and none of them lost their way. Walk hard in the desert.

I don't know how long I walked. The dry, scorching sun, the wind mixed with the yellow sand. The sturdy dwarves gradually understood the horrors of the desert, and they all had dry mouths and dizzy heads.

"Milla. It's okay, is it?" Harold saw that the dwarf girl beside him was shaking, and hurriedly helped her.

Minna gritted her teeth and shook her head: "I have nothing to do, this is the Lord's test, I will persevere and reach the Lord's kingdom on earth and heaven!"

The firm words made the other dwarves who had begun to find it difficult straighten their backs again, yes, this is the Lord's test, if even this little suffering cannot be sustained, how can it be favored by the god of steam?

Suddenly, the Great Elder's joyful voice appeared in everyone's ears: "Look, look there!"

The dwarves followed the point of the Great Elder Augustus and looked into the distance, and saw a huge city in an oasis appear on the horizon.

"It's there! it's the oracle indication!"

Finding the "clear spring" in their most desperate and thirsty moments, the dwarves burst with all their enthusiasm and quickly approached the vague mega-city.

Seeing that the distance was getting shorter and shorter, and the city was becoming clearer, a loud roar suddenly sounded in the sky.

The dwarves looked up and saw a terrifying giant bird flying from the other side of the sky, heading towards the giant city.

As the strange giant bird flew over them, the roar became more and more harsh, making their ears ring, and they could see the strange bird for what it really was.

It's not a bird, it's a mechanical creature wrapped in a silver-white metal shell!

It was so large that it seemed to be able to devour all the dwarves present.

The "strange birds" flew lower and lower, slower and slower, and gradually disappeared near the city.

"Great Elder, is this, this an airship?" asked Harold in shock, how is it different from the mural?

The Great Elder shook his head blankly: "It's not an airship, the airship isn't so fast, but it's definitely made!"

"And what is it?" all the dwarves seemed to ask themselves.

The Great Elder gritted his teeth and said, "When you get to the city, you will be clear. ”

So, the dwarves continued on their way, and silence hung over them, not knowing what else they would see as they approached the city.

The distance seemed much shorter than they had imagined, and after ten minutes, they reached the edge of the oasis and saw the city clearly.

Loud inhalations came from the dwarven ranks, this was a city beyond their imagination!

On one side of the city, there are tall chimneys and strangely shaped factories that they are "familiar with" and "yearn for", while in other parts of the city, there are buildings taller than chimneys, and even the most exaggerated legend of steam civilization has never seen such a tall house!

These dense high-rise buildings are covered with smooth wall tiles of different colors, black, gray, silver, brown and yellow, and from top to bottom, there are neatly arranged transparent windows, which reflect the sunlight and bring out the taste of dreams.

Between the high-rise buildings and factories, there are wide roads, and even land bridges are erected like water bridges.

On the bridge, on the road, there are strange cars made of steel one after another, their lines are smooth and full of beauty.

Blurred figures guarding the edge of the city held metal objects shaped like steam rifles, but smaller and lighter.

Harold didn't know how sharp his gaze could be, clearly seeing the slowly moving elevator in the building, and seeing countless vague figures holding strange machines talking to their companions in other buildings.

Minna also saw those vague figures holding plate-like metal objects in their hands, and when they pressed lightly, various scenes appeared on them, including distant deserts and high-altitude overlooks, as if there was another world in them!

Unconsciously, when night falls, one after another lights are lit up in the city, and soon it becomes brilliantly lit, looking from afar, like a "galaxy" falling into the surface, bright and dreamy.

The dwarves were stunned by this unimaginably splendid view of the city, and they could not utter a word for a long time.

Suddenly, a crack opened in the ground at the edge of the city, and a giant "metal arrow" spewed flames into the distance.

"What is this?" the dwarves' eyes subconsciously followed the path of the firelight, wondering what the use of this giant "flying arrow" was.

Arrows crashed to the ground in the sky, and a loud bang erupted.

The dwarves felt the ground shake violently, their ears buzzed, and a new sun seemed to appear in the distance, blazing and dazzling, full of the breath of destroying the world.

The bright sun flashed away, and a giant "mushroom" slowly "opened" there, the ground flames were like hell, and the black smoke in the sky was like an abyss.

"Really, really scary. In the shaking of the sky and the earth, Harold swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, this "flying arrow" may be able to directly destroy the "Plateau of Darkness", right?

The Great Elder and the rest of the dwarves were also deeply afraid, they had never seen such a terrifying explosion, an explosion that seemed to destroy everything!

Shocked, they looked back at the dreamy city again, looking at the bright lights flowing like a galaxy of stars.

"Great Elder, where the hell is this?" Harold blurted out, scared and excited, "This is even more unimaginable than the steam city you described!"

"What kind of city is this? It's even more incredible than the legendary steam paradise!"

Minna trembled and muttered to herself, "This is ......"

The majestic voice sounded again:

"This is Atlantis. ”

"This is my country. (To be continued......)

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