The fall of the Eighth Quvisti had destroyed thousands of families, and since Za did not want to mention this old sad past, Jonah and Arsai naturally remained silent.The carriage came to a slow stop in the middle of the drawbridge, where the three drawbridges met, and a white, black, half-white house was built in the air above the abyss, shaking with the strong wind blowing at the bottom of the canyon. "This is the official residence of the Consul Quvisti, and it's not yet office hours, so you can save a lot of time by walking through it. The driver hid on the roof of the car and said.

"Being an official is also a dangerous job. The Oriental commented.

Compared to the wide and deep scars of the earth, the light carriage was insignificant, and in the early morning there were not many pedestrians and vehicles on the suspension bridge, and it took ten minutes for the wheels to run over the bridge plank. Early in the morning, the steam machinery in the right town of Quvisti began to thump, the temperature rose by at least seven or eight degrees, and after shuttling through the black buildings for a while, a magnificent basalt building appeared in front of me, from an aesthetic point of view, this semi-mechanical building with strange pipes, metal shells, and countless rivets did not even have the slightest beauty, but no one in the world dared to despise it, because the top of the six-story building was engraved with a line of words: Steam Puppet Warlock Association (Headquarters).

As the closest large city to Ecbatana, the birthplace of steam golem technology, Quvisti has become a gathering place for countless devout scholars since the time the volcanic land was opened to the outside world, and in the peaceful years when Tocharian opened its borders to the Buddha kingdom of Veda, strangers from all over the continent crossed the border on foot with heavy backpacks to travel from Quvysh to Ekbatana in search of the dream of scorching steam. The Guild was founded in a city with natural active volcanic geothermal resources, and the city of war prospered by steam golems, but the powerful warlocks were unable to prevent the city from being destroyed in one war after another. Of the five guilds, the Steam Golem Sorcerer's Guild is the only one with ill-fated headquarters that has been destroyed multiple times, and at the same time, it has a new vitality that other guilds lack because of this repeated destruction and reconstruction.

Jonah stared blankly at the alien building of the Guild's headquarters, his preconceived ideas were gradually changing, and it was true that this building did not conform to the traditional aesthetics, but if you looked closely, it was clearly a very delicate machine: the pipes that wound the building wriggled and expanded like snakes, and the fine lines expanded and contracted, elegantly transmitting energy; a huge dial embedded in the top floor of the building, the hour, minute, second, The heliographs of the three suns tick and the moon phase globe, behind the transparent dials, countless delicate gears fit together seamlessly, driven by a pendulum, each metal plate on the staircase can be opened and rotated to form a shining mirror that reflects sunlight onto the diffuser plate on the roof at any given moment, providing ample illumination for the entire building, looking at the six chimneys that emit a thick white mist, Jonah wonders if this strange building is simply like a puppet that can be pulled up and walked around？

"If you have time, you'd like to have a good visit...... "The astrologer sighed.

"Show yourself who you are, and make sure that you are offered by them like Emperor, Lord Baron Ecbatana. Asai said with a smile.

The carriage passed through the strangely shaped black city, turned an alley, and an endless wasteland appeared in front of him, and the Oriental stretched out his hand and pointed forward: "There, Brother Jonah, we will go east to the Vedic capital of Maharaja, the end of my journey." I didn't enter that city the last time I passed by, so I wonder what has become of Brahma now?"

The closer the "...... of Maharaja" came to the city, the more vivid the image of Jerkon became, the place where the silent southern partners had fought. Jonah couldn't help but think about his old friends who had been exiled in his homeland, he quietly held the egg-shaped communicator in his pocket, as the golden city of Bactria became more and more distant, the chances of Prince Harimaya getting in touch with him became less and less, and in the last intermittent communication he actually heard the names of the Rose Knight and the Dragon Queen, but he didn't know where the friends were now?

Suddenly, everything around him faded, and the soul slowly rose alone in the darkness, a signal for the listener to convey instructions, and Jonah had grown accustomed to the sight, calmly waiting for Ross Ross to give instructions.

"Listen, this is my third instruction. The Archon of the Sukasa Gorge spoke emotionlessly: "All the forces of the Brotherhood in the Southern Continent have poured out, and they have passed the level to the Vedic realm, and you have no time to stay, you must hide from this irresistible terrifying force. In addition, although the Brotherhood does not have a branch organization in the Vedic territory, there must be spies and assassins, your whereabouts have been leaked by the undercover agents in the Kurigara, accepting the help of the Kuligara is equivalent to being the enemy of Brahma, you are chasing the shadow of the Brotherhood behind you, and in front of you are the extreme forces of the Vedas, and around you, the sharp minions of the assassin may appear at any time, do not trust anyone except the protector of the ghost. Listen to the hint: Heading east to Maharaja and joining up with the main forces of Kuligara, who are preparing a full-scale coup d'état, Maharaja is the center of the storm and perhaps the only place where there is temporary calm. Once you arrive in the city, the next prompt will appear. Did you actually receive this prompt?"

The Vedic capital of Maharaja was named "Prince City" because of the tomb of Prince Mora in the city, as Jonah understood. "I see, Miss Rose, but did you say don't trust anyone, including Assai, he has been taking care of me, and he can't be an enemy......" the astrologer asked.

"Did you actually receive this prompt?" repeated the listener coldly, as always.

“...... I got it. Jonah had no choice but to reply.

This time Rose didn't seem to be in the mood to talk a little more, and the world grew brighter, and Jonah returned to the carriage, "Are you asleep?" the Oriental glanced at him, "You seem to have a dream." ”

Jonah shook his head: "No, it's new instructions. Our destination is Maharaja, please tell Mr. Liche and the coachman that we are heading east to the Vedic capital. ”

The ordinary-looking man bowed slightly, and a black line ran up his sleeve and climbed up the window to the roof of the car. A moment later, his second-generation clone appeared outside the window: "It has been conveyed, if the three bodies are in full speed, they will be able to arrive before midnight today." ”

"Great!" Assai jumped up in excitement, his head almost hitting the roof of the car, "this is fate, Brother Jonah!

Thinking of Miss Rose's instructions, the astrologer hesitated slightly, but looking at the smiling face of the Oriental man, he could not have the slightest suspicion, "Yes, Asai, I'm going to trouble you for a while!"

Ah Sai smiled and patted the 17-year-old boy on the shoulder: "You're welcome, you're welcome, there's always something fun to do with you." By the way, this reverse scale has been nourished by blood and restored, and now I can return it to you, anyway, now my armor is enough to control the 'gluttony', and I don't need to use this dagger." He drew a blood-colored dagger and handed it over.

Venerable Gao Wusha suddenly raised his eyelids, and the essence in his eyes flashed. The astrologer looked at the scales at the end of the blood dagger, nodded, and put the dagger into the deerskin bag.

The two six-hoofed horses galloped at high speed, and from early morning until noon, the speed did not drop, and "Ugly Face" Richie instructed the horses to continue their journey if they did not need to rest, and that the people on board should simply eat a little dry food. Asai took out a bag of dim sum preparedly: "Look, you see, when I set off from Punjab, I expected this day, hahaha!"

At this moment, the two horses neighed, and the speed of the cart dropped significantly, and the second generation of the doppelganger of Zha reported: "The star picker has seen a large army marching in this direction in the sky, and we must take shelter for a while." ”

The carriage drove down the road and bumped through the wasteland, the endless Vedic wasteland was a mess of weeds growing without proper shelter, and Richie instructed the three shizo to stop the carriage, "Star-picker, lay a barrier." ”

"Yes. The little man in the black leotard walked up to the car and waved his arms, the air visibly distorted, and the distant scenery looked hazy. Curious, Jonah circled to the front of the carriage and found that the carriage had vanished from the direction of the road, and the horses, carriages, and figures that were clearly close at hand blended into the background of the blue sky and green grass. He tried to reach out and touch it, and sure enough, there was a wall of air in the air that was invisible to the naked eye.

The Oriental clapped his hands with a "snap": "Oh! This way you can go to the toilet anytime and anywhere, it's so convenient!"

A few minutes later, a crowd of blackened people appeared on the road. This is clearly a regular army of the Vedas, with bald warriors dressed in yellow cloth and bare right shoulders covered with a dazzling array of dangling beads and jewels, armed with long knives, spears, hammers and sickles, and the ranks are mixed with giant elephants and camels carrying heavy loads, two figures more majestic than the giant elephants slowly advancing like a mountain of meat, surrounded by Russian spearheads, and seven laborers pulling bloody carts full of heads,—— which are the two demon gods Tanapo.

"Is there really going to be a war?" said Assai in a faint voice.

"It's okay, I can't even get a sound or smell out behind my barrier. The star picker laughed.

Jonah was looking at Tanapa in fear, not noticing that a thin, sharp black hollow needle like a mosquito's beak was slowly approaching his ankle, and the flesh exposed between his cowhide boots and trousers trembled automatically because of the danger, and the hollow needle, which was so black that it was about to leak poisonous juice, was only half an inch away from his skin.

A thin finger appeared, "poof", and the poisonous needle gently pierced into the belly of the finger, and Jonah turned his head with a feeling, and saw the cloudy gaze of the Venerable Gao Wusha, and the sweaty face of the coachman.