Click, click......

The members of the "Heart of Machinery" who are in charge of the night shift are fiddling with metal parts of various shapes on the table, the surface of which is covered with fine grooves, filled with a mixture of various extraordinary materials, so that the spirit can be quickly transmitted with little loss.

As the parts continue to be put together, those grooves connect to form circuits as complex as the surface sulcus of the human brain. While putting the parts together with each other, the team members memorized and understood the rules of the connected arrangement of the grooves, and recorded what they were doing with pen and paper from time to time.

At this moment, a steaming cup of coffee was gently placed on her left hand. The team member raised his head and smiled at the capable man who brought this cup of coffee: "Thank you, captain!" ”

The captain of the "Heart of the Machine" also holds a hot drink, but it is tea with milk and sugar.

He sat down on the other side of the large desk, looked at what the team members were fiddling with, and frowned slightly: "For the 'generalist', it's enough to remember the most commonly used combination paradigms, I don't require you to master the design and operation principles of the occult. ”

"But I want to try." The team member put down the parts with a smile, took a sip of coffee, and let out a comfortable sigh, "Besides, the night shift is too boring, if I don't use my brain, I will definitely fall asleep......"

As she spoke, she casually pinned the black hair that had fallen down and obscured her vision behind her ears. The captain looked away and didn't speak again, acquiescing to the team's small desire to explore, and besides, the night shift in the early hours of the morning is really boring, and it is human nature to find something to pass the time.

If it weren't for the lack of manpower, he wouldn't have let the newcomers follow him on the night shift.

He also casually pulled out a copy of "The Great Adventurer" from the bookshelf, opened it from the bookmark, and relaxed to read, not noticing the way the team members put their hands on their lips to hide their smiles when they saw him take out the book.

The two of them were immersed in what they were doing, until a low, rapid bell suddenly rang.

The team members were startled at first, but quickly remembered the corresponding content in the workbook, and got up and ran to the huge cabinet in the corner of the room no later than the captain.

The resounding cabinet looks like a table clock, but the back and sides are densely covered with pipes, levers, wheels, etc., and a periscope-like device extends from the top, and the front cover has more than a dozen dials than a normal table clock, engraved not with numbers but with a variety of symbolic symbols, between which the sterling silver hands jump back and forth at a dizzying speed.

The captain glanced at the dial reading, his face changed slightly, and he pulled down the periscope lens and ordered: "I'll interpret the data, and you are responsible for the observation!" ”

"Yes, Captain." The team immediately put their eyes on the lens barrel and turned the wheel to adjust the angle of the periscope according to the captain's instructions.

As she moved, dozens of gear links began to move, and once the outermost sleeve was pointed in the correct direction, the inner lens group began to fine-tune for the clearest picture. The captain pulls down the lever painted red on the side between the instructions and turns on the device's "Divine Pattern Filter".

This does not affect the vision of the players. As the lens group was adjusted, she saw that not far south of Beckland Bridge, the Harvest Church, which was conspicuous enough because of its golden façade even in the night, had now collapsed in half, and the ruins were wrapped in a blazing blue-purple evil flame, like a torch burning in the netherworld.

The "......" team members looked at their mouths and couldn't believe their eyes, and stumbled, "Great, Mother Earth God Church...... Attacked! ”

Before she could finish speaking, a huge pitch-black humanoid figure stood up from the ruins of the building, waved its fists, and blasted into the blue-purple flames that had condensed into an almost solid one with extraordinary terrifying power!

The moment she saw the figure, the team could clearly hear the sound of the lenses crackling and shattering in the pipe, and the sound was even faster than her thoughts were turning!

In the nick of time, someone grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back, causing her to throw her back unbalanced and distance herself from the barrel, allowing her eyes to escape the fate of being pierced by the burst of crystal shards.

It wasn't until the debris fell to the ground that the team shivered in fear, but she did not forget her duty, and with her extraordinary memory, she accurately relayed the scene she had just seen to the captain.

The latter's face became more and more heavy when he heard this, and he patted the team member on the shoulder soothingly: "Well done, now go and send a wireless telegram to the two major churches of Night and Storm and MI9, and tell them that the Church of Mother Earth God is using the Divine Vessel, and it is suspected that it has been attacked by a demigod-level enemy!" ”

Without hesitation, the team returned to the table and operated the wireless telegraph, and she quickly flicked the button to make a sound of code, so that in different corners of the city, the corresponding machine emitted a burst of humming, attracting the attention of the guards on duty.

The Harvest Church, whose foundation had been destroyed for the most part, was crumbling, but the emblem hanging on the wall still shone brightly, and below it, no one could be seen where Father Scholz had been, only a mound of earth four or five meters high. The mound seemed to vibrate like life, as if it were breathing. But as time passed, the mound shook more and more, and the exposed parts gradually appeared in a rough human form, like a giant made of mud and stone struggling to get up from the ground.

Underground, Aven, who looked more like a monster than a human, stopped trampling, raised his head to take a look, and then hugged the girl in his arms tighter.

He stroked Marlene's forehead with his claw-like palm, and the movement was very light, "No matter what happens later, don't make a sound, don't open your eyes." ”

"Good!"

Marlene nodded vigorously. In fact, she didn't know what was going on from the beginning, only that Ai Wen was here to save herself and help herself. Her thin body snuggled against the monster-like body, and because she couldn't see what Evan was like now with her eyes closed, she only felt warm and not much fear.

She paused and asked in a low voice, "Godfather, have you been able to fight so many people alone?" ”

"I can beat it."

Evan answered Marlene's question easily, regardless of whether she understood it or not: "It's not the real divine descendation of Mother Earth, it's just a little bit of divinity." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the blue-purple sulfur flames grew wildly in the wind, as if there was no entity and wrapped around the entire building, especially the glowing Life Emblem.

The illusory images of springs and plants flowing from the emblem of life were disturbed, and suddenly became more ethereal, as if they would disappear at any moment.

When the abstract baby saw that the brimstone flames were about to drown him, he immediately raised his mouth and began to cry out loud!

In response to the baby's shrill cry, the shaking mound beneath the emblem finally rose higher, and from it a complete and huge alchemy puppet made of dirt, rocks, and plants was born!

The mudstone puppet has a round but disproportionately small head, a body nearly five meters tall, and cylindrical limbs, with plants that can grow and extend as joints and ends of the hands and feet, ensuring that the puppet is flexible enough to move.

There are many patterns on the surface of its seemingly gray body that shimmer with spiritual brilliance, which makes people feel a splitting headache just by looking at it, and it is unbearable.

With a fist swing, the sulfur flames that burned the emblem were extinguished, and the ground that had been buried by the collapsed building cracked open to the sides with the Golem's will, revealing Aven, who was standing in place, looking up curiously.

The puppet had no facial features, but it seemed to be able to see where Evan was, and its other arm immediately swung up, clenching its fist and slamming it into the place where Evan was.

At this moment, the spiritual warning that flashed through Aiwen's mind was not about the huge but swift fist, but the image of the ground sunken in a wide area and turning into quicksand, making it impossible to pull out his feet.

With this premonition of crisis, he leaped sideways to dodge the giant punch while spreading his ugly wings covered in a thin film of flesh on his back, and glided for a moment.

The mythical creature forms that can be displayed at the demigod level are incomplete, and Evan can't rely on these batwings to really fly. The puppet saw this, and bowed down its massive body, manipulating plants and mud and rocks to quickly build layers of obstacles above Evan's head, trying to completely suppress him to the ground.

"I haven't reached the true demigod level...... the latter muttered with some regret, his left hand was weak, and he pulled out the Xuanhe long knife composed of pure flames from the void, and slashed a fiery and violent blood-red sword in mid-air from the bottom to the top, and then spat out an evil and filthy curse in demonic language, "'Fall'! ”

Everywhere the curse went, whether it was animate plants or inanimate dirt and rocks, it was encased in a slightly viscous pitch-black liquid, making it extremely fragile, easily cut through by the sword that followed, and could no longer stand in the way.

In the midst of the falling ashes, Aven twisted his body to find a collapsed building wreckage as a foothold, and with his strong physical fitness, he jumped up again!

The two coiled horns on the top of his head began to burn, and there was not the slightest emotional fluctuation in his turquoise eyes, what Ai Wen's eyes saw was no longer the half-destroyed harvest church, but the brilliance of different emotions and desires, and the scope was far more than a church and a street!

As a "devil", as a true demigod, he can put all his targets into a psychedelic state and destroy their sanity within a certain range without having to leave seeds in advance or wait for the other party's mood to fluctuate!

In addition to the puppets in front of him whose strength was close to that of a demigod, the targets he chose at the moment also included ordinary people who were awakened by abnormal movements in all the residences near the Harvest Church on Yuejihua Street!

The ordinary people who did not yet know what was happening were instinctively frightened by the sound of the explosion and the shaking of the ground, this panic was quickly out of control under the deliberate urging of the demigods, and the frenzied desires and impulses ruled everything, and many people rushed out of their homes in this fear that almost broke their hearts, screaming and running around like headless flies, and in their eyes it seemed as if they had become hell, and there was no safe place to go, and they could only keep and constantly fleeing from the horrors that existed in their imaginations, Even if you break your arm and break your head while running, you can't wake up from the psychedelia.

The puppet's attempt to continue to block Evan was quite stalled, and it was also hit by the mental level - a real alchemy puppet should be immune to similar extraordinary abilities, but the depths of this puppet were not the alchemy core that acted as the computing center, but Schultz himself.

Schultz himself is nothing more than a giftless Sequence Six.

Aven's voice sounded in Schultz's ears one after another, full of mockery: "I really don't understand, what is the value of the god who will not look down even if the church is torn down, worthy of your death for Him?" ”

Buried in the puppet's body, the color and texture of his skin infinitely close to the dirt itself, Father Schultz made a subtle gesture of looking up, and the puppet then looked at the emblem that had fallen to the ground due to the collapse of the wall, and the spiritual aura had almost dissipated.

A sound as thick as a tremor rumbled in the middle of a great earthquake, and it was difficult for ordinary ears to discern the words from the low-frequency vibrations, but Aven's demigodized keen senses heard the words from it.

"If a farmer wants a good harvest, he just needs to work diligently. God's mercy is after that. ”

Whispering to himself, Schultz raised his heavy arm. The puppet's arms stretched, the originally hard and sharp body became soft, the ground centered on the puppet rippled like the sea, the masonry ground decomposed into flowing sand and fixed those who ran around in place, and then the sand spread out of the starry green, and the plants belonging to different seasons and different regions flourished into a large oasis under the catalysis of extraordinary ability, enveloping people.

The oases range from the delicate scent of lemongrass and the tranquil nightshade of the night flower to the large red petals of the southern continent with gray-and-white spots that resemble skeletons, and the tiny Arctic poppy that blooms only in the far north of Vrsac.

Tranquility, death, silence...... These plants do not exist as physical objects at the moment, but rather exhibit their own occult counterparts, helping people to fight against the excessive desires stirred up by the devil.

Overhead, vines from the depths of the rainforest crawl in a serpentine web – a plant used by priests in the southern continent to brew hallucinogenic ayahuasca, which is believed to have a deep connection to the spirit world and can hinder the transmission of spirituality to some extent.

The puppet lowered its body and faced Evan like a hen guarding her cubs, and no longer took the initiative to attack.

Sensing that the exercise of extraordinary abilities was disturbed, Evan let out a pleasant "huh" and carefully observed the area controlled by the puppet.

Such a high vitality gave him a familiar feeling, and he couldn't help but caress his flat abdomen, which had grown in his flesh and blood not long ago, with an equally vigorous embryo.

Of course, if Evan had to describe it himself, he would say that it was a monster with a good appetite, devouring itself from the inside in bites to qualify for the cocoon.

The devil shuddered, and until now he still had the phantom pain torn from his body in his mind - what terrified him even more was that even if he removed the embryo and promoted him to demigod, he would still dream under the blood moon, dreaming that the embryo was born intact.

It grows rapidly, from a mass of flesh that unconsciously swings its limbs to a ground-covered and incomprehensible chirping. In his dreams, Aven's vision narrowed, and he could see the embryo crawling out of his open belly, and then the creature grew bigger and bigger until he took over all his sight, at which point Evan would feel like he was back somewhere wet, warm, and dark, and hear thousands of dull heartbeats that sounded like a symphony.

Eventually, with the sound of the stream flowing, a glimmer of light would reappear in front of his eyes, and he would see a turquoise wasteland, and he would see a soggy flesh-colored maw "spit out" himself. The sky was pitch black. The dark sky opened a myriad of flesh-colored openings, sending strange creatures wrapped in slime to the ground, and then they overlapped and stirred, parting with more twitching pieces of flesh that had crawled out of his stomach in the first place.

He himself is no exception, embracing his brothers and sisters and constantly copulating, using himself as nourishment to give birth to a new life.

The process of being conceived and conceived is repeated, again and again, until you wake up from the depths of your dreams and regain your ability to think...... After several such dreams, Evan finally had to admit that he had only killed the embryo and had not stopped his contaminated process.

Evan dissipated the flaming knife in his hand and stared silently at the oasis full of illusory flowers protected by the puppet below. Marlene, who was protected by him in his arms, moved her body and whispered in disbelief, "Godfather, I smell the smell of flowers......"

The devil's claws rubbed against the unsuspecting back of the girl's neck, and Evan was reluctant to admit that he was so frightened that he needed to hold a living creature to ease the tension, like holding a kitten and a puppy and stroking their hair.

But then several images suddenly flashed through his mind, it was the night that suddenly deepened, and a pale bone sword silently pierced his chest; It was a howling wind, thunder, and a dense rain of silver-white electric snakes; It was a blood-colored eyeball that was crushed, and blood stains spread on his body.

The church in the Northern Continent reacted so quickly? Avan was stunned, and no longer hesitated, he closed his eyes in the face of the puppet and the oasis, and tried his best to imagine the turquoise wasteland in his dream, and then put himself and Marlene in it.

As a result, Schultz in the puppet's body suddenly felt that his little remaining spiritual madness was uncontrollable, and he even failed to respond to the instructions of the created puppet to him. The oasis under his protection and the plants that were only symbols began to flourish endlessly, and the desires were dispelled, but the more terrible and deep tranquility, death and decay were enveloped by the symbols of the plants.

Many people who had just skipped through the center of the panic had their heartbeats suddenly coming to a halt. They were in a deep fog, blood vessels bulging to a blue-black color on their faces and bare skin, and blood began to gush from their mouths and noses.

Who is vying for control of the "life force" of this area...... Father Schultz's pupils dilated, and as a demigod in the corresponding realm, it was almost impossible for him to lose control of this power!

Schultz subconsciously looked at Aven, but the hideous and inhuman figure in his sight disappeared out of thin air.

Douglas used a ceremonial silver dagger to cut his wrist, the dagger for ceremonial use only was not sharp, he tried several times and failed, so he simply reached out directly to Antonia and urged: "You come." ”

The white light of the flash technique illuminated a radius of five or six meters, and Antonia's appearance was a little terrifying, half of his face and left eye were torn apart, and the flesh was glued to the bones, and the naked eye visibly squirmed and slowly healed, showing the blood clan's good physique and recovery ability.

And Antina, who fell into a coma in his arms, was not optimistic, even her extraordinary recovery ability could not take care of so many deep visible wounds, but she kept her breathing faintly in this situation, and did not die directly. And the only thing that can give her enough spiritual replenishment at the moment is the blood of Douglas, a human being.

Antonia didn't speak, grabbed Douglas's wrist and pulled it to his mouth and bit it down hard.

The fangs that were several centimeters long easily cut through the skin and left open wounds, and the abundant spirituality of the Extraordinary One made Antonia instinctively roll in her throat and make a swallowing motion. The sensation of blood sliding into his stomach pouch was so sweet that the desire to prey that remained deep in his veins was stirring.

But when the afterglow of his eyes fell on his sister, a low roar rolled out of Antonia's throat, and he grabbed his jaw with his free hand and forcefully removed his mandibles with a crisp sound, forcing his biting teeth to loosen.

Douglas immediately withdrew his hand and put it to Antina's mouth, and the blood continued to gush out and merge into a thin stream and slid down his wrist into Antina's mouth, and after a minute or two, he noticed that Antina's eyelids trembled slightly, and the canine teeth in his mouth began to become longer and sharper, and Douglas's hanging heart was slightly lowered.

He repeated the action of clenching and releasing his fist so that the blood was pumped out, and Antonia held Antina, her right eye more bloody than usual. Above their heads and beneath them were moist earth, in the dim darkness like two walls stretching horizontally, leaving only gaps that could barely stand upright.

A few minutes earlier, before Douglass had recovered from the presence of blood gushing out of the rubble like a spring of water, his feet fell into this underground cavernous place in a violent shaking.