Heavy industrial-style textures run along the dome of the church, surrounding the deity in the center.

Hades stood in the middle of the red-robed sages with a helpless expression, and he tried to restrain his expression and failed.

But Hades's half-tense expression was mistaken by the onlookers as a symbol of divinity, and he looked at the world's beings with a blank face and a serious face.

Seeing that Hades was leaving, but was entangled by the sage who led the way, for a while, the other people began to pray in a low voice by the side of the church, and dense binary prayers began to spread along the space, like ripples on the surface of the water, spreading layer by layer.

Hades felt his scalp tingle, and Sister Silence's eyes became sharper and sharper when she looked at him, and Hades was sure that there was a hint of murder in it.

Charon seemed to wave his hand weakly, signaling to the black law not to get excited.

The sage in front of Hades was still trying to persuade Hades to stay, and as the usher sage, he was also the most active in this ceremony.

After all, the miracle he faced on Barbaros convinced the mechanical sage that the Lord Hades in front of him indeed possessed unparalleled divine power, and that the god of all machines had sent down his walkers in the mortal world, and that the god who controlled all the truth in the world would eventually dispel all unclean reports.

It was only when his soul was touched on that day that the sage truly grasped the truth of why miracles are unspeakable, why gods are unspeakable, because the poverty of words cannot depict the power of the gods, it is an unforgettable touch, imprinted in the depths of the soul.

And all of this stems from their original beliefs, and these sages in the middle and lower ranks of the Greet Foundry City resolutely set foot on the ship to Barbarus, both in response to the need for Gree's conscription and out of their belief in the Om Messiah when they learned the news.

Perhaps the top sages of Gree submitted the covenant because of the interests of the Legion, but it was the fanaticism of these low-level sages that made it all so natural.

And sincere believers also reaped their own reward and experienced a miracle.

Praise Ohm Messiah, thought the sage.

Unfaithful believers will never understand all this.

"My lord, please stay a little longer."

The sage said from the bottom of his heart,

"Military orders are like mountains, forgive me for being difficult to follow."

God's hoarse voice sounded, but it was still shirking.

The mechanical sage doesn't know why Hades, who has such power, is still attached to a legion, and if Hades chooses a casting world manifestation, then he will definitely become a deep mark in the history of the Mechon, and may even change the course of the entire Mechon.

After all, the last agent of the God of Ten Thousand Machines had already changed the trajectory of the Mechacult.

Compared to the sage who pleaded bitterly, Hades screamed silently in his heart, and his brain was about to explode as countless interlaced prayers could be heard from the airwaves.

And the two standing next to him made Hades's already unbearable situation even worse.

The sage was still pleading, and Hades resolutely refused, decisively, without any hesitation.

In the end, the sage who could not persuade Hades chose to give up, God has his own choice, and the sage had to speak the last few words weakly,

"Your Excellency, you can't stay long, but please leave a few words before leaving."

"We look forward to your instructions on the Mint Foundry Moon, which is spinning for you and the Death Guard."

When the sage finished speaking, the gorgeous red threw down and stretched out countless tiny appendages, picked up his robe, and was about to kneel down when he saw it—

Hades held him in both hands.

"Don't kneel."

At this moment, all the low-cut prayers were gone, and the water surface became calm, and countless naked eyes and sensors responded in anticipation.

God didn't have them to kneel, but even supported the believers with his hands

The God of Chances doesn't have the authority to be merciful, O Ohm Messiah

However, Hades, who was at the center of the incident, thought very simply, judging from the strength of the sage holding his hand before, if he didn't hold people with both hands, there was a high probability that he wouldn't be able to help him.

As for the sage, let him speak

Hey, at the convenience store over there, the engine oil is half price.

Ahem, no, what can he say? Hades glanced at the forbidden army beside him, at this time, it's better to have some nonsense literature to save his life, right?

You can speak freely. 】

Charon's voice came from the channel, cold without a trace of emotion.

Hades was thinking that this outspokenness meant that he was now saying that nothing could be saved.?

Seeing that the expression on Hades's face was obviously unbearable, the forbidden army Charon had to open his mouth to explain again,

"My Lord has allowed you to do as early as Mars. 】

[In the expected current, there is this wave. 】

In fact, Charon was obviously confused about the current situation, even if his master informed him in advance that Hades might have some of the respect of the Mechon, but looking at this gorgeous and magnificent church, looking at the empty seat of the throne, Charon also. It's rare to feel the subtle uncertainty.

But in the end, he still chose to believe in his master, and all this can be explained by "respect".

And Hades, who heard this, blinked,

This. Does this mean that the Emperor allowed him to have a little bit of his own arrangement with the Mechanics?

Hades glanced at Charon again, the Praetorian Army seeming to affirm Hades' actions with his shininger armor, as he pressed the Silent Nun's hand to draw her sword.

Well, Hades, who won the gold medal for avoiding death, decided to slip away with a few casual words.

Hades looked up, only to see that the red color in the church was so eye-catching. Gentle?

The sages all possess the ability to easily shred apart a small army, and the sages all have strange tempers that are incomprehensible in the eyes of ordinary people. But here, in front of Hades, these sages were trembling, but they did not dare to kneel on the ground, and their bright red robes made them look as if they had been skinned.

The faith that has been instilled since childhood has made these sages voluntarily show their necks.

The bright candles in the church burned, their luster sliding across the metal, leaving a dazzling mottle, and the warmth of expensive incense rendered the velvet on the red robe.

Well. At this time, it seems inappropriate for Hades to talk nonsense literature.

Hades blinked, the words paused in his mouth for a moment, and then the smooth high gothic language flowed through everyone's ears,

"Guys on the Miint Moon,"

"Thank you for your contribution to human science and technology,"

"Don't be confined to desires, don't be obsessed, you are the firefighters in the long night, may the darkness not swallow up every seeker who is moving towards the truth."

"For the sake of truth and humanity."

Hades was silent, thinking that this should be enough. And yet—

A tremor came from his hands, and Hades looked at the sage in front of him in surprise.

Alas, alas? Why are you crying?

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