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The Primordial Witch doesn't seem to have that conqueror trait yet.

He did not use any of the Conqueror's extraordinary abilities during the battle, and through harassment of the Witch Cult and gathering information, Medici speculated that the Sequence 1 was still preserved by an angel. In other words, Chick still maintained the cynical state of mind of neither man nor woman, and in terms of state, the god of steam and machines was slightly better than him.

Things weren't going well on Sauron's and Einhorn's side, as Medich felt through the connection between them.

Of course, their battle situation was quite unfavorable from the beginning, and it was beyond Medici's expectations to be able to hold on for so long, so he guessed that something unexpected must have happened there - sure enough, Einhorn's contact came in a hurry after a few tens of seconds, but after only one word, it was interrupted by the extraordinary ability of George III, who was at the level of the King of Angels.

If it was something else, or a plea for help, Medici wouldn't have bothered to do it, let alone come up with a way to make the gods of steam and machines go toe-to-toe with the power of the primordial witch, but that word was-

"Sea of Chaos"!

Medici didn't bother to think about why Sauron and Einhorn knew about the "Sea of Chaos", the Quaternary high sequence all knew that Medici's banner symbol came from the "City of Calamity" that contained failure, Trensost's secret attempt to hook up with the "State of Disorder" failed to cause the uniqueness of the "Inquisitor" to be polluted, and Amun, Antigonus, and Gate tried the godhood ritual and found the Source Fortress...... The matter of "essentia" in the last era was not so unspeakable, and even if they further knew about the "Chaos Sea" corresponding to the five paths of omniscience and omnipotence, it was a matter of course.

"Heh, I have to tell a joke when I think about it."

Medici said in the spirit imprint while rubbing the Intis mahjong with the other two conquistadors:

"Before, I was still wondering if the Lord's divine side slaughtered me with the intention of saving me once and washing away the contamination of essentia."

"Yo." Sauron said, "And what about the result? ”

"The outer gods asked for me, and Adam said that he didn't think about it so much, he just wanted to slaughter me and pave the way for Alistana***. But he didn't expect Tudor to live long, it was nothing more than the nature and uniqueness of washing. Unfortunately, the god of war is still me. ”

Medici pushed the card: "Huh! ”

After all, they have been fused together for thousands of years, and even the true creator can no longer cut through the spiritual imprints of the three people. So it's only natural that they have memories of each other, and Sauron and Einhorn were teasing about the Rose Redemption before the Medici was brought back by the real Creator.

But it is precisely by virtue of the particularity of the three-in-one spiritual imprint that Medici can keep that part of Sauron awake and control his body, while his own part hides and descends with the help of historical projection.

The point is, what does the term "Chaos Sea" mean? The Sea of Chaos is coming?

The reality of essentia erosion will not directly erode the capital of Rune, does it mean that the northern continent has been eroded?

Medici also took the time to take a look down, although he was in the astral boundary, he could still see the situation on the ground, the symbol of the northern continent was normal, except for thunderstorms and winds, the distortion of the Black Emperor, and the strength of the conqueror's army, nothing major happened.

Something that I don't understand but seems to be serious has happened.

Medici clenched his fists, and then again, the aid given by the "fool" was also quite strong, strengthening the historical projection of the soothsayer, borrowing power from his past self, and at the same time having the ability to "deceive", extending the time for borrowing power......

"Did you hear that? Sauron's side must be finished, so let's hurry up or I'll be pulled back in a moment. ”

He could clearly feel the sound of gear grinding, levers, and vibrations coming from the huge metal creature under his feet, and Medici couldn't figure out whether it was the mythical form of the god of steam and machinery, or the vessel of the gods, but it didn't matter, Medici thought it was pleasing to the eye!

"I see."

In the fog of war, searchlights lit up one after another, and the huge pillars of light illuminated the entire fog, and in an instant, the figure of the primordial witch waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack was captured. All the pillars of light were immediately focused, making Chick look at it in the astral realm.

Chick couldn't move for a second, his body quickly became transparent under the scrutiny of these pillars of light, the elements that make up the body were quickly reduced to elementary particles and the underlying extraordinary laws, the eyes of the "perfect one" reflected the essence of everything, and the powerful god was still one of the objects under the current laws of the world. The gears of the god of steam and machines quickly sped up, and he began to analyze and calculate the weaknesses of the primordial witch. But in the next moment, a crack quickly crept into Chick's body, and he was about to use a mirror double to escape from the eyes of the god of steam and machines.

Medici certainly couldn't have given him that chance, and he leaped high from the shoulders of the god of steam and machines, and the metal container that possessed it dismantled itself in an instant under the latter's control.

The container broke away from the historical projection of the Medici and turned into countless spheres and metal cubes, and then quickly reassembled under the control of the gods, and it generated a golden path at the feet of the Medici, and the golden path extended directly behind the primordial witch, and countless cubes built a huge cross in the astral plane in a fraction of a second!

"The witch deserves to be burned at the stake!"

The golden spell was thrown, and the huge shadow figure appeared behind the Angel of War again, this time, the figure had an eye—an eye like a stick figure!

This eye, which is incompatible with the overall painting style, stares at everything in the astral plane, and then speaks majestically:

"It worked!"

The dazzling sunlight and black shadows suddenly weaved into an indestructible rope that bound the neck of the primordial witch, curbing the sweet words of temptation, and hoisting her whole person like a death row prisoner on a gallows, and his hands behind his back on the stake!

The eyes of the light and shadow figures closed and quickly disappeared.

Chick sneered, his hair stretched into the distance, and at the end it turned into countless pythons with bloody mouths, although he was restricted from moving, he still had a fighting power, and the snakes were biting the ropes, while looking at the Medici from all angles, looking for a flaw.

The Medici rushed straight in front of Chick like a flash of fire, he looked away, not meeting the peerless beauty and his countless snakeheads, and the bottom of the golden burner quickly "grew" large and small instruments, and the conqueror's fingers rubbed, these haphazard flamethrowers, gas canisters, and metal firewood burned at the same time, igniting the skirt of the primordial witch depicting disaster from the bottom up!

The fiery tip of the conqueror's sword went straight to the center of the primordial witch's brow.

Medici's figure vanished into the air, and the Primordial Witch paused at the same moment.

The stake continued, Chick lowered his head slightly, blazing white fire and black flames gradually appeared in his eyes, and both vicious and disdainful expressions appeared on his face, and the flames under his feet rose. There were also extensive burns on his body.

Empty! Empty!

The metal giant quickly stepped forward, his chest opening, and the metal path connecting to the stake retracted, bringing the stake and the original witch into his makeshift chest.

"Data Coverage Trial Start ......"

His chest slowly closed, and at this moment, the god of steam and machinery suddenly had an inspiration, he raised his head, and the light of the searchlight was cast directly into the distance of the astral plane, only to see the countless lines in the astral sky began to twist and float. The vast flood of information and distorted lines blended together to form a single eye. Countless eyes opened in the canopy of heaven above, and their eyes fell on Him in unison.

The one-eyed and searchlight looked at each other, and then the eyes all changed their gaze to the chest of the god of steam and machines.

The metal plate temporarily transformed from the chest cavity suddenly began to digitize and become transparent, and even two sets of data appeared on the face of the original witch at the same time, and it could even be said to be a progress bar, and the black part occupied more than sixty percent of the space of the progress bar at this moment.

The next moment, gray-black industrial smoke rose from all directions, quickly covering the space of the fog of war, obscuring the snooping eyes of the hidden sage. Layers of gears are turning, and in the click, a picture of civilization is rapidly taking shape.

The Hidden Sage scanned the heavy scrolls, and he was not afraid, but seemed to have come here with the purest curiosity.

It seems that in his opinion, it is best to take away the steam and mechanical gods in waves, but it is not a loss to stay and watch the god war and collect some intelligence data.

The picture of civilization slowly unfolds, confronting the seemingly pervasive gaze of the hidden sage, and trying to pull him into the development of human civilization since the Fifth Age, using realistic technology to confront the knowledge of the mysterious side.

The Hidden Sage was forced back several times, countless huge eyes scanned the contents of the civilization scroll up and down, risking assimilation to quickly read the history of the human race in which the gods of steam and machines participated, and then he began to try to reproduce an identical picture of civilization, but the second and even third ages were all pitch black, and it was not until the fourth age that some occult related things began to slowly appear.

I saw that countless people in the iron-black kingdom worshipped the iron throne and crown, and the pitch-black faith was practiced into a huge net, and the net weaved the emperor's torso, and the giant tower that reached the sky was the backbone. Far away on the frontier, the beliefs of the six gods are mixed, the stars, the red moon and the sun hang high at the same time, and thunder and books surround it, and the farther sea is pitch black, and the clouds in the sky are pale flames of white skulls.

The power of the occult side began to grow rapidly, and the god of steam and machines felt a strong attraction to him from that part of history—he was only an angel who had not yet become a god in the Quaternary Age, and could it be that the Hidden Sage had been activated at that time?

The Fourth Age's civilization scroll is getting bigger and bigger, and it seems to be about to merge with the astral plane.

The whole world is divided into two parts, on the one hand, emphasizing the worldly power, the essence of things is nothing more than atoms, molecules, and electrons, and on the other side there are twenty-two bifurcated trees of life that constitute the true principles of the world, denying everything in the material world and advocating the power and truth of the spiritual plane.

Suddenly, as soon as the scroll of the hidden sage was closed, all eyes suddenly looked in the other direction.

He vanished from the sight of the god of steam and machine in an instant.

……

Klein carefully put two layers of paper angels on Gadelia, and told him to report to the "fool" again as soon as there was any problem with the mouth of the "world", and then he was extremely reluctant and concentrated on putting Gadelia down.

Gardelia opened her eyes near the port where the Future docked.

She was so nervous that she closed off all her senses, afraid to hear or look, her eyes fixed on the dirt on the ground.

Thankfully, there were no strange, unintelligible words or calls in her ears.

"Thank you, Mr. Fool......"

After about two minutes, Gadelia finally put her heart down and tried to pray to the "fool". And above the gray mist, Klein didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, when he suddenly saw countless pairs of huge eyes suddenly open in the sky where Gadelia was, and those eyes scanned every area below, and even appeared beside Gadelia, looking her up and down!

And Gadelia seems to know nothing and is still praying!

In the end, they found nothing, they turned one after another, as if looking for the flow of prayers, everything around them quickly began to digitize, countless words and data appeared around the "Future", and even the names of the crew members who were waiting above and their biographies appeared one after another, Crane froze, and for a moment there was an illusion that he had traveled into the game world and was investigating the information of the object.

Crane held his breath and waited for the eyes to disappear on their own, not even hearing Gardelia's prayers.

After about ten minutes, the eyes found nothing, slowly melting into the void and vanishing. Gadelia also made a somewhat headache expression, and Klein was about to make a move, but saw that she pressed her temples, and seemed to be patient, and there was no sign of losing control.

Crane breathed a sigh of relief and looked at it for a short while, and he also left the Source Castle.

The next second.

Crane was spiritually touched, he didn't close his eyes, but inspiration sketched a picture - the moment his spirit returned to his body, countless huge eyes suddenly appeared on the ceiling of the shelter! The eyes were looking him up and down, just like they had just looked at Gardelia, but the other people around the vault didn't notice it, they were supposed to talk, they were supposed to do things.

Klein held back, pretending that he didn't know anything, and continued to close his eyes and pretend to sleep.

After a long time, these eyes disappeared one after another.

……

"Sinan, Sinan."

A voice sounded, like the grinding of metal, like a throat that hadn't spoken in a long time.

"Ahem, Sinan, Sinan!"

In the small warm pavilion in the side hall, an old arm lifted a corner of the curtain of the couch. The words of the old man behind the scenes turned into a breeze, and as soon as he spoke, the candles and night pearls in the side hall lit up one after another. Then the door of the temple opened, and several small spirits walked in with small chariots in their hands. The palm-sized chariot stopped five feet in front of the couch, and a little girl in a green coat and glasses jumped off the chariot.

As soon as she beckoned, the spirit and the chariot gradually flattened out, turning into a comic book of five ghosts and fortunes.

"Master, Sinan is here!"

"Come here, come here."

The thin arm beckoned, and the little girl in Tsing Yi put the comic book in her pocket, walked quickly close to the couch, and let the old man's arm caress the top of her hair: "Master, when did you end your meditation?" ”

"I just woke up, hehe."

The old man, who was known as the master, opened the gauze curtain a little more to the side, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Sinan, you said that you should be serious inside the door, why do you secretly wear undignified shoes underneath?" ”

The little girl quickly brought a stool and sat down, hid the little leather boots on her feet under the wide robe, and cried out to herself:

"Master, I just got out of school, and now I'm taking a lunch break. As soon as I arrived at the Wenqu Hall and was about to sleep for a while, I heard you always calling me, so I hurried over. ”

"Oh, so or am I bothering you? Ahem. Well, let me see you. ”

As he spoke, the dry hand gently and slowly lifted the curtain open, and Sinan immediately closed his eyes.

- This arm is floating in the air! The space inside the curtain is unimaginably large, and in a trance it seems to be a world composed of words, and countless huge and complex torrents of information flow like the wind, making people's heads explode and die at a glance. As the curtain was lifted, many words and data flashed in layers, and then the image of the wilderness vanished, and a white-haired old man in a loose robe was constructed on the couch. The old man pulled up a bun loosely at the back of his head, his facial features were soft and durable, and there seemed to be stars shining in his eyes.

He gathered his shirt, squinted at the little girl in front of him, and suddenly sighed:

"I've slept for four years, three months, twelve days and two hours, you're twelve years old, is it time to take the high school entrance examination in June this year?"

Sinan opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Master, you have forgotten, I have transferred to the specialized school of Tianjimen, which is a ten-year system. ”

The old man grabbed his hair and suddenly realized, "I forgot." ”

"Then let's not talk about that, Master, what did you dream about this meditation?" Sinan moved the stool forward and leaned forward to the old man's bedside, "Listen to Uncle Shi, you found that there are gods outside the sky and gods outside the territory, is it true?" What is behind the seal of Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun? Is it an uninhabited wasteland? Or is it a land with many lives and alien beasts? ”

"As a teacher, I have gained a lot from this fugue outside the territory......"

"Extraterritorial!"

Sinan said in surprise: "Didn't you say that the outside world is very dangerous and you can't go?" ”

"I felt a special change for the teacher, and it happened that the outside world was in a chaotic period, so I took advantage of the situation to go over and take a look."

"What about that day? Did you go outside the world this time? What is it like? ”

"Those things can only be told to you later, at least until you inherit the name of crape myrtle."

The old man touched Sinan's head again very lovingly, and then pinned a few locks of his white hair behind his ears. His eyes looked at the hollow wooden window in the distance, at the boundless, impregnable seal of gray mist:

"It's a very interesting world over there......"

"The people there dress very differently than we do, their men like to wear a special kind of top with a special hem, well, it's called formal wear, and they make a lot of styles on the collar, just like our collar and buttons, which have a special meaning......"

The words in the old man's mouth turned into information and floated indoors, and the air appeared in the shadow of the cities of the Northern Continent, tall buildings, row buildings, factories and equipment spitting black smoke, and from time to time there were blond, blue-eyed and tall Fusak people walking by, and red-haired Indisians shuttling through the city. Sinan was fascinated, and the old man pointed to the scenery and introduced them one by one:

"I was wandering outside for the teacher, so I found that there was a huge sea outside, as well as two continents and many islands."

"On that northern continent, there are many nations that are at war."

"The southern continent, invaded by the northern continent and reduced to slavery, has only improved slightly in the last year."

"And we, they call it the 'continent of the West.'"

"Their technological development is much behind ours, but there are a lot of scientific and technological achievements, and they also know that the world we live in is a planet, and there is a similar calendar, according to their calendar, it is now 1350 ......"

"It's only 1350?"

"Well, yes, their civilization seems to have been broken many times, and there are many special areas that even teachers can't see, or even dare not see. It's really very dangerous over there, and that's why your master and your ancestor have been reluctant to venture into it, not only because of the heavy seal, but also because the data of those destroyed civilizations and broken generations are very dangerous to us. ”

Sinan looked intently at the phantom in the sky, saw the fair-skinned Fusak people, and saw the brown-skinned people from the southern continent, carefully reading the data information contained in these phantoms, the phantoms turned into data streams around her, and she took the time to ask:

"What happens between countries? Is it war? ”

"Well, that's pretty much it."

With a wave of the old man's hand, the image of the Northern Continent in the air floated to the corner of the side hall, and the emblems of the gods appeared in the air.

"These are the beliefs of those countries, that is, the 'gods.'"

"Gods?"

"Yes, every nation worships a deity, and they are the sun and the fall, the sea and the wind and wisdom, death, the earth, the power, and the darkness...... Then the nations will fight for their own interests. ”

"Is it like a competition between our sects? But the scene is bigger. Sinan had only seen war-related descriptions in history textbooks, and although he could think of those battles, he couldn't feel any nervousness or fear.

"The first two gods sound like the god with a long name, death and darkness are somewhat familiar, and the latter ones are a little inaudible......"

The old man shook his head: "It's not exactly the same, but you have to improve yourself, maybe you will also see ......"

Sinan's eyes widened slightly: "You mean that the seal of Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun will be opened?" We're going to ...... with the world over there."

The old man gently stroked the top of his apprentice's hair again, and said softly:

"For thousands of years, the Dao Gate has not been able to give birth to a person who is completely compatible with Tianzun, no one can join the Dao, so he can't open the seal, and the teacher only learned from this trip to the territory that the original descendant of Tianzun is not in the West, but in the East!"

The old man was silent for a moment, twisted his gray beard, and whispered:

"But as a teacher, I can't be completely sure, maybe it's a descendant, or maybe it's an incarnation of that Tianzun himself......"

Sinan's mouth opened slightly in surprise, and she asked with some excitement, "Is Tianzun's descendant very strong?" He, he's also blonde? What does he look like? Is it brown or white? ”

The old man shook his head, his eyes a little deep:

"Except for his white skin, he has black hair and black eyes, no different from you and me, his strength is medium, he is still growing, and he is about the same as your third senior sister."

Third Senior Sister...... Sinan thought about it, the third senior sister had just completed the assessment of Tiangong last year and had the qualifications to create living dolls. That's actually not very strong, she thought, the two Taoists of the Daomen have been famous for hundreds of years......

"And what's his name? What are the names of the people out there? ”

"Well, I forgot to ask for this, but people outside like to put the first name in the front and the last name in the back...... If it were you, you would be called Pu Jia Lee. Probably realizing that the Heavenly Machine Incarnation would forget that things were not very credible, the old man immediately added in an unfathomable manner, "Sinan, listen less and think more, not to mention that we are not familiar with that Tianzun, so we should not spy too much." ”

Sinan's eyes rolled:

"You've been on the same path for two hundred years, aren't you still familiar with that Heavenly Venerable?"

"Where do you know where to get acquainted with the teacher? Tianzun didn't even choose a spokesperson. ”

The old man laughed and scolded: "Go!" I haven't seen you for a few years, you girl dare to make fun of Master! Okay, go and call your Taiwei and Tianshi uncles, and then go to Tiangong to say something, and talk to them for the teacher. ”

"Okay, Master, have you researched any new equipment this time in your fugue? Everyone is counting on you to improve the power system. Sinan stood up with a smile, took out the comic strip of the five ghosts from his arms, and conjured up the chariot again, "I'm leaving!" ”

"I went out and had some new ideas, so I'll come back and tell you." The old man waved his hand, "Go quickly." ”

"Got it."

Sinan approached the palm-sized chariot, she raised her leg and stepped on it, not only did she not crush the small chariot with one kick, but her body shrank rapidly, and finally sat in it completely.

The five ghosts took a step, floated with the chariot, and flew away from the window as fast as they could.

After the disciple left, the old man slowly lowered the curtain, he waved his hand, and the phantom of information and data in the room gradually disappeared.

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun...... It doesn't seem to be quite the same. ”

"That's it, it's not all for nothing."

It's a pity that I couldn't capture and study the "God of Machinery" outside, but it was a complete surprise to find the heir of Tianzun.

The curtain fell, the silhouette of the old man slowly disappeared, and in the seemingly small but huge space of the Warm Pavilion, countless messages and square words formed a huge pupilless eye, and the wind of concepts on the wilderness gradually stopped, and the heavenly machine quieted down, waiting for the arrival of others.

TBC

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I don't want to write two chapters, super strong two-in-one.

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