The black technology of the mechanical sect has once again made the people who are watching see it.

The blockade of Pi Cheng they regard as nothing, because they don't need the source of Pi Cheng at all, they have their own market, that is, Shurima, with the return of Azir, the ancient Shurima empire has once again appeared on the endless yellow sand, although the initial start is a little difficult, but the heritage of Shurima is still the same, the ancient ascendant once again appeared in the eyes of mortals, and the power of gathering sand into an army also made those loose tribes choose to submit.

Joining Shurima and being a part of Shurima, or being turned into a skeleton in the sand, Azir gives them only two choices.

With such a great power, at least for a short time, Shurima was reunited into a whole, no one likes an airborne emperor, but when this emperor has the power to dominate everything, if you don't like it, it doesn't mean that others don't like it, if you don't like it, you can go to the solar disc and point at Azir's nose and scold him, and then be executed by him, provided you have the courage to go in front of him.

When mortals face the Ascendant, they instinctively produce feelings of fear, and after Azir ascended, the momentum of Emperor Shurima seemed to materialize, just standing there, mortals saw that he either fled or bowed down, as for the mortals assassinating the Ascendant?

I remember telling Aatrox about this joke, he loved it and laughed a lot.

With the path of Shurima, who cares about the requirements of this group of people in Lingpi City, find a corner to sharpen their guns, and don't come to Zu'an to join in the fun.

"It's been a good time, but if the leader of the Mechanic Sect turned out to be a person who didn't have a little prosthetic body modification, maybe they would collapse, but they really deserve to be Lakore, they are simply born believers and missionaries."

"Don't say it, I'm tired, I didn't expect me to make up my mind so much, I still can't forget"

"There is no such thing as a past to forget, and neither do you, nor do I, Atrice."

In the room of the Mechanic Bishop, Atrices took off his mask a little tiredly, hung the red embroidered gold-rimmed robe aside, and lay on the bed, his exhaustion was more from the heart, because his life as the Mechanic Master reminded him of the past, he thought he would be very unfamiliar with all this, but in fact, this set was engraved in his memory.

These are the ones who believe in the star spirit of the Giant God Peak, but he directly took it and changed it as the dogma of the mechanical sect, he is doing these things smoothly, as if he was a natural believer, in fact, he is a natural believer.

"Relax."

Looking at Atrice, who was lying motionless on the bed, Thor spoke to comfort him.

"Things aren't as bad as you think, at least here, these dogmas of your faith are really changing Zaun, aren't they? There's nothing these things can bring to the table at the Giant God Peak, but here, you're changing the city, which you first thought was a garbage dump. ”

"I hope so." Lying on the bed, Atrius said, and then turned over to face the wall, to which Thor could only let himself adjust himself.

He can't completely cut with his past, all he can do is accept them and use them for something more meaningful.

The Mecha, the nascent organization of Zaun, began to take root, and in their sphere of influence, everything was being toppled and restarted.

After the slums and shacks were overturned, the homeless Zaun residents were gathered together, and the Mechists provided them with temporary shelter and food every day, the slums were razed to the ground by the construction machinery modified and built by the priests, and the uniformly styled buildings were quickly built.

The alchemy technology of the Mechanic Sect created a skyscraper that looked out of place in Zaum, and the residents of Zaun who had been retained before were also driven in.

"It's okay, don't sleep on the side of the street, it's hindering our land planning, the land of Zu'an is very precious, and there are not so many for you to sleep around."

This is the original words of the Mechanical, and for these, the people in this area are too late to be happy, this is their own private space, although it is not big, but there is no need to worry about being driven away.

Zaun is getting better, and he can at least feel the change in the Mechachana's sphere of influence.

In Fandel's bar, after getting Fandel's consent, he began to preach in this bar, looking for like-minded believers, but in Zaun, let's talk about gold coins, which is more practical.

The Mecha Priest, who seemed to know that there was no way to harvest today, also took out what they were really looking forward to, a scroll, after the transmission was finished.

"Mechanical education is looking for porters, accountants, mechanical engineers, if you are interested, you can come to me to sign up, pay daily, include three meals a day, and live during work."

Compared with the coldness of the previous mission, the whole tavern is now in full swing, and many customers have put down their wine glasses and stood up.

Compared to the alchemy barons who eat people and don't spit out bones, the Mechanics can be said to be the angels of Zaun, because they do what they say, as if they are wasting their time and energy to dwell on this kind of thing, and they can't do it.

With the exception of missionaries, all other mechanical priests currently exhibit an autistic tendency, preferring to research and create with their heads bowed to the worldly, and a part of humanity seems to have vanished as the prosthetic bodies and brain implants entered their bodies.

In fact, some people with experience in Picheng found that compared to a gangster-like organization, it is like an academic exchange group, and the most common thing to do above the middle level is to exchange their own research and development experience and research results, and other people are responsible for it this time.

"Sounds pretty good, but is there a limit to the research direction in it?"

"According to the subordinates I broke into, no, they are even willing to conduct direct human experiments, after all, there are always some people in this place of Zu'an who can't see the situation clearly."

In the dimly lit alchemy laboratory, where the [Glimmer] of Zu'an was recently born, Sinjid was communicating with his employer Shilco, and as for how Sinjid knew about the Mecha, it was because his former assistant, who has now joined the Mecha as an alchemy priest, sent him a letter.

"Sounds like a lot of fun."

Looking at the letter in his hand, the almost disfigured Singid read the letter that Shilko brought to him with great interest, and it was time to go out for a walk.