In order to conquer the western part of the empire, Sttiano, who had taken refuge in the Eternal Sun after his death, created twelve metal giants known as the "Gear Knights".

After a divine battle, three of the twelve behemoths were stabbed into a hornet's nest by the hunters' flaming spears, and they could not rise again; Five were banished by Duke Abraham to the stars and lost their way; The two Black Emperors who had been freed from the Divine War distorted their physical structure and fell apart on the ground; The remaining two saw that the situation was not good, and the remnants of the army wrapped in the eternal sun were defeated and fled.

As they gathered their loot, the hunters of House Sauron caught a glimpse of a red light in the remains of the metal giant, and looked away with their swords - the creature had huge redstones hidden in its chest, polished into regular geometry and embedded in countless gears, forming an incomparably intricate device - the analysis of craftsmen specializing in weaponmaking, this device was used to concentrate the sun's rays, thus forming a deadly scorching ray, and the flesh would be directly ignited if swept away, The land can also turn into cracked scorched earth when it is strafed for a long time.

Aristocracy loved to adorn their robes and hats to show off their power and wealth, and the craftsmen gave them a mystical value—they had the ability to augment, and the extraordinary items it embellished with were often more powerful and long-lasting.

Not only Aizhe redstone, but the other side of many rare minerals is often spiritual materials, and in this era when the gods are on the ground and extraordinary masters are in charge, spiritual materials are also an inseparable part of the lifeblood of the country, and the Solomon Empire has enacted strict laws in this regard, and the fight against smuggling is the top priority of this law.

All in all, it was unusual for so many precious spiritual materials to appear on these metal giants—where did the Eternal Sun and its followers have been driven to a remote land?

Did they discover a vein of redstone on their own, or was someone secretly helping them?

The Eagle Dog, hiding in the shadows of the Order, discovered the suspicions, and the Black Emperor listened to their statements, his face darkened.

There are currently only three redstone veins in the Empire, one in the territory of House Abraham, one in House Sauron, and one in the source of the Antars Mountains in the north.

As the saying goes, "God closes a door for you, and he will definitely open a window for you", although the north is cold, but the mineral resources are very abundant, in addition to the red stone of Eiger, it is also rich in copper, mercury and diamond.

Since the Steano family was divided into three, the branches that converted to the hidden sage moved to the north, thanks to practical science and technology, more natural dangers were overcome, and with the continuous improvement of the "Intellectual Property Law" and the help of related policies, craftsmen would come up with a set of new mining technologies every once in a while, and the entire mining industry could be said to be thriving.

Solomon thought to himself, Concealment must have already understood the value of the mineral deposits, so that he wanted to take root in the north despite the harsh climate.

The spy stood silently beside him, waiting for further instructions, and Solomon gathered his thoughts and said calmly, "First go to find out the latest movements of the house of Solon, and Abraham and the north will not move for the time being. During the investigation, the extraordinary items in the Obsidian Pavilion are at your disposal." ….

"Do as you will."

The spy respectfully withdrew from his study, and Solomon took a gold-encrusted pen in his hand and played with it—a new gadget from the north, the successor to the quill, whose greatest advantage was that he didn't have to dip it in ink from time to time—and he conceived two letters of implicit reminder, one to Abraham and one to the hidden sage.

Intuitively and logically, he didn't think that Abraham and the Hidden Sage would collude with the Sunkeepers, but it was possible for their men to be double-stabbed and slashed—and while the high authorities were accustomed to keeping an eye on their rivals, it was best not to ignore the annoying bugs.

Just as He was about to put pen to paper, a spirit messenger who belonged to him appeared, a spirit creature with blood-stained armor on the upper body and black mist on the lower body, and held the letter in the air—two coats of arms in the wax seal, an inverted triangle with an eye embedded inside, and a circle made of different moon phases

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"I know you want to deal with this quickly and secretly, but if you want to be 'quick, you'll have to sacrifice some of it' secrets, do you understand?"

"What do you mean?"

"His Majesty the Emperor's shadow of order forms a barrier between the cities, and my vision will be greatly hindered outside the northern borders, let alone the traces that may be left by the Prince of Condé." Thoth let out a sigh of relief, "It's not just me, it's all extraordinary beings with long-range manipulation abilities who are subject to such restrictions within the realm."

This extraordinary level of restriction was written in black and white in the highest legal code of the Empire, and voted on by most of the angels - after all, no one wants to have a thief's doppelganger, a soothsayer's secret puppet, or a voyeur's eye in their mansion.

Ornia understood, "So you want His Majesty the Emperor's cooperation?"

"Yes, my suggestion is to write a joint letter requesting a warrant that will briefly cross the shadow of order." Thoth paused, "For that, we must come up with a good enough reason."

While he could have asked Amon for his help in drilling a few holes in the strict order, that would be a bit of a steal and an offense to the authority of the Black Emperor - while Solomon shouldn't have been furious for the sake of the true Creator, Thoth didn't want Alex to be at odds with his important allies over his affairs, so it was better to keep things out of the way.

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Solomon let out a very soft sneer when he finished reading the letter with the two coats of arms.

"He is sincere."

"He always did."

The candle flickered, and the shadows coalesced, swirled, and coalesced from the corners where the candlelight could not be illuminated, forming the unadorned black garments of the true Creator, and as He stepped out of the shadows, the chains attached to his wrists and ankles rattled and joined together into a dull concerto.

The Emperor frowned without a trace, "Why do you want to dress yourself up like a prisoner?"

The Creator said lightly, "This shackle is a symbol of sin, all men are born sinful, and I am guilty of sin." ….

After catching a glimpse of the triangular coat of arms on the table, his deep face softened a little, and he continued to say what he had just said, "'The hermit, but he walks in concealment, leaving no trace, and does not want to be concealed like a thief.'"

"It seems that in your heart He is better than your youngest son."

Lawyers have always been good at seizing loopholes in words and using them to tell the truth.

The True Creator is serious, "I didn't say that."

"Well, he should be honest." Solomon was only teasing, and his face became grim again, "After all, an existence suspected of being polluted by an outer god wandering in the Northern Continent is also a great hidden danger to the empire."

Speaking of this, the Emperor paused again and snorted coldly, "But this is my land after all, and he only seeks a piece of paper, as if he is looking down on me."

"He is always considerate."

The True Creator replied quietly, "I know that you work hard as the monarch of a country, and you are too embarrassed to disturb you too much."

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"Admittedly, it's not appropriate for an outsider like me to do this."

On the way to the dungeon where the descendants and cronies of Prince Condé were being held, Thoth noticed a subtle change in Ornia's mood - the "enlightener of civilization" promised by Lilith had made him so motivated to solve the matter that he forgot for a moment that it was very inappropriate for an outsider to interrogate the inner members of the Bloodline, and it would be embarrassing to accidentally touch some secrets—Thoth was half a beat slow to realize this, and he wondered that Ornia must have been interested in the ring so he didn't refuse.

"If you don't think it's right, we can start from another point." Thoth pondered, "For example, first go and see the laurel tree that was destroyed by Prince Condé."

"No, I don't distrust you

Meaning." Ornia smiled slightly apologetically, "It's just that we've interrogated many times, intimidating, spitting out real elixirs, 'spectators, extraordinary objects of passage...... All the means that can be tried have been tried, and the set of questions has been asked over and over again, and the person being interrogated is on the verge of collapse, and the person in charge of the interrogation is not comfortable."

Thoth was silent, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"But even so, nothing was found." Ornia sighed softly, "They insisted that they didn't perceive any precursors of defection with Condé, and some even suspected that this was a thief and thief trick I devised to eliminate dissidents."

"You've done a great job." Thoth genuinely comforted, "But you've inspired me, I should think differently."

He spread his hand, and a tiny seed appeared in the palm of his hand.

Thoth originally intended to use the magic "Pinocchio", which works by distorting the liar's body far more randomly than the original fairy tale, not only by making the nose longer, but also by making the ears as wide as an elephant and the soles of the feet as fat as a bear's paw - but it has a loophole, and that is that the activation does not depend on objective truth, but on psychology.

What if the target's mind and memory are affected, and they insist that they haven't said certain things or done certain things? Therefore, He needed some more direct means. ….

Therefore, He needed some more direct means.

The seed coat cracked a small opening, and a crystal jade seedling bud trembled and showed its head, as if it would break off when the wind blew, Thot took out a tube of golden liquid from the wide sleeve of his robe and poured it on it, speeding up the germination process, and after ten seconds, the seedling bud became a sapling that felt cold to the touch and could be held with one hand, and the jade-colored branches were dotted with dark leaves.

Without the authority of "abundance", the Laurel of Broad Han could only grow to this extent, but Thoth believed it would be enough for the rest of the scene.

"Your Highness Ornia, I've been thinking about a question."

The door of the dungeon opened, making a tooth-souring sound, and a pair of blood-red eyes lit up from the dim candlelight, some people looked at them with sorrow, fear, and suspicion, some people lowered their heads in a hurry, not daring to look directly at the superiors, and some people curled up on simple beds, using deep sleep to pass the time of depression.

"If I were the one on the moon, I would have to use some roundabout methods in order to obtain the fragrant essentia while the earth's barrier was still relatively strong."

He walked through the cells without hurrying, holding the sapling of the laurel tree of the broad cold.

"If you want to be quick, you can control a brigade mage - but the odds are slim, after all, the 'Gate' is the most capable of running through the twenty-two paths." He seemed to be amused by his own teasing, and slightly curled the corners of his lower lip, "So the most common idea is to penetrate insidiously and slowly."

The invisible pupils opened behind him, like a peacock shaking off its feathers, and its gaze was woven into a dense net, not a single feather or a scale fell—among the prisoners, some of them showed a bit of forbearance and struggle on their faces when they were illuminated by the sparkling cold light of the broad cold laurel, and unconsciously shrank into the darkness, and the voyeuristic eye faithfully recorded their fears and resistances, and fed back to their masters exactly as they were.

"Pollution is like seeds." The Hidden Sage spoke in a voice as tranquil as autumn water, "Take root, sprout, blossom, bear fruit – and then sow new seeds on new soils, spreading more and more. If I had to use a plant metaphor, I would choose water hyacinths – they had blocked off a lot of water by the time people finally realized they needed to clean them up."

The All-Knowing Almighty had foretold the end of the world before it had even fallen, and in order to prepare for that day, including studying the power of the outer gods and the mechanisms of pollution, the fallen mother goddess, with the symbol of the pillars, was naturally the focus, and Thoth shared some of this knowledge.

Ornia understood what he meant, and whispered, "So the wisest thing for Condé would have been to hibernate and slowly expand his influence among the Bloodline, but he walked away before he could reach a position that was enough to rival me...... Destroyed the sacred tree."

"It means He can't hide anymore."

Thoth paused, "

The word "Sacred Tree" made him realize that Guanghan Yuegui's status in the Blood Clan was far higher than he thought, and that "important" was often linked to "confidentiality", so he asked, "Listen to you, there are very few people in the Blood Clan who know about the existence of this tree?"

"Yes, Condé is one of them, and given that He is the 'Creator, I ask Him to nourish the Sacred Tree regularly.'" ….

"But now it seems that this job is not for him."

Thoth stopped in front of a cell door, looked at a trembling Viscount of the Blood, and said softly, "Raise your head."

The Viscount of the Blood trembled and showed a face as white as paper, and Thoth noticed that he was clutching the sheets of the bed, because of the overexertion, the cyan veins were very distinct, like a tree with teeth and claws.

"What are you afraid of?"

Thoth leaned Guanghan Yuegui forward, and the blood viscount's pupils shrank suddenly, and he wanted to bow his head in a hurry, but the shadows of the room condensed into illusory shackles, and snakes climbed up his limbs and neck - if he dared to twist his head, this shackle would break his neck without hesitation!

Ornia whispered, "Look at it directly, don't look away without my permission!"

The Viscount of the Blood Clan wailed, "No, Your Majesty, I beg of you...... You can't ......."

It was already late at night, and a few wisps of crimson moonlight were thrown into the small square window, filtered by the branches of the Guanghan laurel tree and turned into pure white, and it was such a pure and beautiful light, but it made the Viscount of the Blood Clan wail as if he had been splashed with strong acid!

"Don't, don't......!"

He wept and curled up like a baby in his mother's womb—things that were inherently incompatible, like demons and holy water, zombies and black donkey hooves, Japanese mummies and onions, and long vanished silver moons and red moons entrenched by outer gods.

The wailing faded and was replaced by the cry of a newborn.

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I'm sorry, the author is not dead or a eunuch, because in that IELTS training class, the class schedule is very tight, eight hours a day, but after this month, there is no more.

。./hariot