The figure of the mole trembled slightly, and it was difficult to hide the fluctuations in its heart.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand, as if searching for an unknown signal, but suddenly realized his offense and hurriedly withdrew it.

Despite this, his gaze was still firmly and passionately locked on Xia Xiu, which was a kind of longing for the future.

Xia Xiu saw all the actions of the operator mole, and before deciding to investigate the mole, he had obtained enough information from Turce to give him a comprehensive understanding of the mole's abilities and potential.

After a few days of observation, his evaluation of the Mole has improved day by day, confirming his first impression of the Mole - an ambitious and worthy of training.

The most important point is that he has discovered what the other party desires from the depths of his soul, and what is the driving force for the other party's ambitions.

This is important because ambition is like bile in the human body. If the secretion is smooth and not resisted, it will be a positive, energetic, agile and active body fluid. But if it is subject to resistance and obstacles, then it cannot develop freely at will, so it becomes agitated, sluggish, and even poisonous.

Xia Xiu's ambitions and goals have always been very clear, and he knows what his goals are at every stage, from studying abroad in the Deer Academy, to the fourth sword-wielder of the Heavenly Kingdom, to the current Heavenly Reserve Decision-Maker......

His next step was to step into the highest echelons of power in Heaven and become one of the thirteen resolutions of the Resolution Assembly.

Merit and virtue are the main purposes of human action.

Feeling that you already have these two motivations is the least self-sufficient achievement.

Before that, he had to plump his wings.

The Five-Year Plan, the Third House of Heaven, the Ivy War......

These are all necessary layers, but what he is still doing is necessary and sufficient.

Assembling a burial team that was completely subordinate to him was a fully necessary task for him now.

"I'm sorry to tell you that at this stage, I can't challenge the Daevite Empire's Book of Chronology, the six copies of the Book of Chronology represent miracles comparable to the [Wall of Sighs] of the Heavenly Kingdom, and behind this miracle, there is also the absolute rule from the Hanged King, so I can only tell you this - I can't remove the Chronological Virus at this stage."

On the steps, Xia Xiu's figure was like a sculpture, he looked down at the mole with sympathy, and took the other party's right hand that tried to retract, his five fingers clasped on the other party's hand bowl engraved with [time scale], when it came into contact.

"However, just because ...... cannot be eradicated does not mean that it cannot be contained."

The 'Supreme Hand' that can touch everything was activated, and in Xia Xiu's sight, countless dense red threads spread out wildly, and these threads connected every vessel, nerve, and organ of the mole......

The body of the mole becomes the meeting point of dense red threads, and these red threads, like a web of life, completely envelop the existence of the mole.

Under Xia Xiu's palm, the mole felt an unprecedented warmth and strength, which was a thaumaturgical energy beyond ordinary people's understanding, gentle but powerful, as if it could see all secrets.

Three halos like mutton fat white jade appeared behind him, emitting a pure and soft glow, they swirled slowly in the air, and the smooth surface reflected a faint luster in the sunlight.

【Turin Type I: Activation——】

[Crown Blessing, Timing Control——]

The space around [Triple Crown] seems to have undergone a subtle change because of this force, and the air is filled with an indescribable sense of rhythm, as if the most basic rhythms of nature have been rearranged to play the most harmonious melodies in the universe.

A powerful and pure elemental force surged through the contact point between Xia Xiu and the mole, a force full of possibilities for creation and change.

It acts directly on the chain of fate made up of [Time Scale] on the mole's wrist, which was a merciless countdown of time, but at this moment it seems that an invisible hand has pressed the pause button, and all the passage comes to an abrupt end.

What's even more amazing is that on the other side of the [time scale], an electronic hourglass icon is displayed, which not only represents the pause of time, but also symbolizes the redefinition and control of the passage of time.

This icon seems to give the mole a new beginning, a chance to break free from the shackles of the original fate.

The mole's eyes widened, and Xia Xiu's words continued to ring in his ears in real time.

"It's a virus lock, and he can only block the positioning and exploitation of the Book of Time. Of course, this is also because you are now outside the Daevite, and if you were inside the country, they would never allow this blockade to happen. ”

"......, even outside the borders, if they sense signs of resistance, they will send the Forbidden Army to wipe out the resistance – just like erasing [the Icarus Resistance]." The mole muttered to himself, with an indescribable emotion.

"Then the forbidden army of the Hanged King will come and try it, this is not the land of the Hanged King."

Xia Xiu stood on the top of the steps, staring at the mole not far away. The sun shone on him, making his golden eyes gleam mysteriously.

The mole stood there quietly, as if he could feel the blond youth's gaze penetrate the depths of his mind.

"Now, it's time for us to get down to business." Xia Xiu's voice resounded in the empty space, calm and powerful.

From just now to now, he has only done four things to the operator mole: to give forgiveness, to give fear, to give reward, to give hope and motivation.

For the mole who had the audacity to decipher [Adam], as the Authority, he chose to forgive the other party; In the face of the mole's attack on him, he chose to give the other party the deepest fear; And the blockade of the temporal virus on the mole is a welcome gift from him.

In the end, his existence is the hope and motivation of the mole, as he is not only a "fire stealer" who steals the god of all machines.

At the same time - "the king-killer".

"Will you offer me your loyalty?"

Operator Mole realizes that he should show his loyalty and respect to the blonde youth on the steps.

As if he were an ancient knight who had submitted to the king, he slowly fell to his knees, clenched his right hand into a fist, and placed it in the position of his heart.

"I will offer all men's supplications, prayers, intercessions, and thanksgiving to [the Ohm Messiah]; So do all the souls of the machines and all those in power, so that we may live godly, dignified, and dignified under the protection of the God of all machines. ”

Xia Xiu faced the half-kneeling mole, who knew that this was the baptism ceremony of the Church of Machinery.

This ritual is presided over by a mechanical priest or priest and is performed at the altar of the mechanical church or in front of a specific baptistery.

During the ceremony, the celebrant will use holy oil (usually 150 gasoline, sometimes 98 gasoline) or, for ordinary civilians, clean water. This special liquid is sprinkled on the head of the baptized, symbolizing the divine power and spiritual purification of Mechanism.

The process of baptism is usually accompanied by specific prayers and declarations to show the baptized person's commitment and faith in the God of All Machines.

The meaning of baptism is to symbolize the cleansing and redemption of man from sin and filth, and to become a child of mechanism.

This ritual is seen as a symbol of the Mechanistic faith and a ritual of initiation, marking the beginning of a new life and devotion to the faith and lifestyle of the Mechanistic Way.

Xia Xiu symbolically rubbed a water balloon technique in his hand, and gently sprinkled it on the mole's body, blooming a crystal mist.

In this simple but symbolic ritual, the magical power of water polo turns into a cool mist that falls on the mole's body, as if symbolizing a new birth and baptism.

With a smile, the man said to the mole, "I don't need believers, I just need loyal companions and subordinates." ”

Facing Xia Xiu's words, the mole did not answer simply, but said in a deep voice:

"Then, as you say, I will not be a broken servant, but a priest of machines—this is the truth."

"I will offer you the respect of a father and the loyalty of a knight"

Xia Xiu didn't say anything more.

It is true that in this world, some people always like to change their personal words and actions. They believe that if people have so-called faith, they may be putting a shackle on themselves. Therefore, in their thoughts and actions, they deliberately demand the openness and freedom of their own will.

In reality, people tend to be more willing to believe lies.

The reason is not only that people have to go through many hardships and hardships in their search for the truth; At the same time, it is not that after finding the so-called truth, the truth will restrict their thinking and freedom; Rather, it lies in human nature, and there seems to be an innate lying nature.

The so-called truth is an understanding within the scope of self-knowledge.

Perhaps in the human realm, they have never discovered the truth at all, and have been on the road to find the truth to satisfy their desire for cognition.

He has already said that he does not need believers, but the mole will take the "Ome Messiah] as the truth, this is a leap of faith made by the mole, and he cannot tell him anything about the openness and freedom of his own will.

As the Ohm Messiah, he can only let his "truth" not bind people's minds.

"I don't need believers." Xia Xiu spoke again.

As his words fell, he gently stretched out his index finger, and the azure flames jumped on his fingertips, like a beam of light drawn from the deep sea, and that deep blue light contained an infinite stream of data, like a burning digital ocean.

The layers of blue flames, with unknown power, floated lightly towards the mole's waist, and the peripheral pedigree [Adam] hanging there seemed to be its destination. The moment the flames made light contact with the mechanical orb, the surrounding air seemed to shake, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

An electronic expression suddenly appeared on the surface of the ball, a face with a smile, as warm and friendly as an intelligent life.

This smile, under the indifferent shell of the machine, seems particularly vivid and real, as if to show the mole its new life.

"I have a task for you right now, to bring this field operator from the border."

As soon as Xia Xiu's voice fell, the small round ball like a mouse showed a mysterious vitality. It floated lightly in the air, and its surface suddenly shimmered with a strange light, as if it was dealing with some kind of complex data.

The electronic emoji on the surface of this small mechanical sphere suddenly became active, and the expression of the smiling face seemed to contain some kind of intelligent spirituality.

Soon, strings of seemingly complex information were transmitted into his consciousness in a way that only the mole could understand. It's not just a literal transmission, it's a direct implant of knowledge, allowing the Mole to grasp all the necessary mission details in an instant: the identity of the target operator, their current location, and how to safely bring the target back from that complex area known as the Junction.

"Evan Lowell, operator code name - Green Bull."

He subconsciously read out the name of the mission target in his mind.

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The Daevite Empire: The City That Never Sleeps.

The Daevite Empire in winter is shrouded in a layer of frost, as if it were a ruthless ruler who tightly binds everything within his territory.

The blackstone minaret, the slave pit, and the countless smoking chimneys were covered in a layer of frozen lead, making them even more grim and unforgiving.

Snowflakes and dust dance in the air, eventually mixing into an indescribable cold mud that creeps silently over the narrow, winding streets.

The lights of the city, flickering in this endless darkness, do not seem to be able to dispel the haze around them, and can only barely outline the things around them.

In this desolation and silence, only a few small sounds in the shadows are particularly harsh.

A group of stray dogs, searching for food in the shadows of the street corner, stumble upon a figure sealed by the bitter cold, a slave who failed to return to the warmth of his home before nightfall.

In the cold wind, the dogs surrounded the frozen corpse, and they greedily licked the cold corpse, and the suppressed chewing sound sounded in the darkness.

This scene is like a silent tragedy, telling the suffering and helplessness of the lower echelons of the empire.

In the Daevite Empire, winter is not only a change of seasons, but also a portrayal of the relentless challenge of life.

The drifting snowflakes and the biting north wind are silently telling the story of this land - some lives are destined to be unable to escape this cold fate, and darkness and cold are the eternal themes of this empire.

In the depths of the Daevite Empire's Sleepless City, in a hall full of mystery and power, the Night King, the "Royal Divine Machine: Night King" of the Sleepless City, slowly opened his eyes as deep as the night sky.

The air around him seemed to be solemnized by this movement, and an indescribable aura permeated the hall.

His voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to come out of the abyss, with an irresistible majesty and mechanical coldness:

"The Hanged King has issued a hunt order - Target Addison Federation - Hell's Kitchen!"