The moonlight was like silver, and the bright light sprinkled on this battlefield, reflecting the outline of a behemoth.

The Green Bull stopped, his eyes filled with vigilance and fear, for in front of him stood a massive machine, tall enough for it to look down on most of the structures on the battlefield.

The machine is 9.8 meters high, and its every seam and rivet is extremely strong and sophisticated.

The green bull could even feel the faint vibration of the ground, which was the roar of the internal workings of the machine, showing the great power it contained.

The design of the machine is obviously very complex, full of tactics and technology. The green bull can see that the head of the machine is equipped with sensors, and they flicker in the night, like a pair of calm eyes, mercilessly scanning everything around them.

Its arms were huge and thick, especially its right arm, which was equipped with a thermal weapon, and just by seeing the blue energy swirling in the muzzle, the green bull could imagine the destructive power of its launch.

The body of the war monster took on a matte of steel in the moonlight, and the mottled and solidified blood embroidery on the body proved that he had created the terrible landscape nearby.

"Bubbles—"

The Bubble Dragons also sensed the massive threat, and they surrounded the green bull, looking at the steel monster in front of them with hostility.

Dangdangdang –

The steel monster came to the front of the green bull, and then, half-crouched down.

Poof—

With a soft sound, the cockpit of the massive machine slowly opened, releasing a puff of steam associated with the inner workings of the machine.

In the cockpit of this highly integrated human-machine interface, a figure wearing a special pilot's suit slowly appeared in Qingniu's field of vision.

The driver's suit tightly wrapped around his body, and the material of high-elastic memory alloy fibers shone in the light of the inner wall of the machine, showing its excellent adaptability and protection.

The interface system on the back is complex and sophisticated, and it is detached from the connection points in the cockpit.

With the smooth withdrawal of the hose and socket, the system begins to unlock automatically, signaling that the driver's physical connection to the mechanical behemoth has been broken.

The other man slowly stood up from the half-reclining seat, and his every movement was recorded by the vital signs monitoring system, until finally, the transmission of this data also came to an end.

Most strikingly, the driver's left hand is not flesh, but a delicate mechanical arm, its bare structure and wiring shimmering in the moonlight with the same cold sheen as the steel of its driver.

As the mechanical behemoth's cockpit opened, the mole slowly reached out and removed the pilot's helmet that was clinging to his face, revealing his face underneath.

In the bright moonlight, his gaze met the green cow, and the gaze of the two solidified into an invisible connecting line in the night.

"Operator Evan Lowell, the Director has an order, and I have been sent to bring you back to the Authority safely." The mole's voice was particularly clear in the post-war silence, and his tone was solemn and unmistakable.

As he spoke, the mole quickly pulled out a series of items from his equipment—a peripheral pedigree device that carried [Adam], and several small space capsules.

The mole throws these items at the green ox.

The green bull stretched out his hand and caught these critical pieces of equipment with unmistakable accuracy.

There was a rare glint of gratitude and excitement in his eyes.

"Thank you."

He has always been an unwavering fighter.

But at this moment, seeing the mole appear in time, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

For him, this not only meant that he and these bubble dragons had hope of leaving Nirvana Water City safely, but also that the Authority had not given up on them, and that they were not alone.

The green ox quickly fastened the peripheral lineage [Adam] around his waist.

This is the key device for the Authority to link the peripheral lineage, and the belt-like design makes operation easy and intuitive.

Although the Kingdom of Heaven allowed the establishment of the Secularized Sixth Core Authority, the high-level officials of the Kingdom of Heaven still put forward a condition, that is, without permission or without passing the examination of the Kingdom of Heaven, all the officials of the Administration Bureau were not allowed to connect with the backbone of the genealogy of the Kingdom of Heaven.

In other words, the Authority is not under the control of Eden.

The Authority has a lineage branch of the Kingdom of Heaven (Genealogy Peripherals) and the Authority has its own independent think tank (Adam).

There are many different designs of peripheral pedigrees on the market, and the Authority's peripheral pedigree was designed by Director Hugh Abraham himself - it resembles a belt, and specific spirit cards are required to activate it.

Belts and cards can be stored inside one's body just like regular pedigrees.

Of course, it can be banned just like a regular lineage, and it is easier to destroy than a regular lineage.

In the previous battle with Shuicheng, Qingniu was surrounded by Shuicheng's large army, and was destroyed by the opponent's dispatch of multiple [Extract Reality Anchors] to destroy the peripheral lineage.

Fortunately, [Adam] made a backup before it was destroyed, and transmitted the location back to the general database, and the spirit card was still in the body of the green bull, so the mole could follow the location all the way to find the other party.

At this moment, Qingniu skillfully pressed his finger on the biometric system on the peripherals and accurately authenticated the identity.

Immediately, the peripherals took on their role, and the small machinery on the belt began to hum, and it printed a card depicting three pairs of light wings out of thin air.

Qing Niu's movements did not hesitate, he steadily caught the newly generated card from the peripheral lineage, and engraved his spiritual card projection on the card.

Subsequently, insert it into the card slot on the waistband.

As the card was inserted, a soft sound rang out in the night breeze.

[Card recognition is complete, links are allowed——]

[Adam: Encounter with an individual thaumaturgist-]

[Hint: Your EVE traffic is too mottled, and the filtering system has been activated——]

[Start [entry] combing——]

[Start [Mod] Sorting -]

【Preparing for EVE Traffic Start——】

【Adam M. EVE Traffic Management Center: You have 200,000+ (Ling) free EVE traffic {The traffic comes from the hotline of the Director's Office ——}]

[You gain a special status: Blood Fighting Technique: Strong Hand Cranial Crusher-]

[You gain a special status: Blood Fighting Technique (Derivative) · Z-Sword of Killing——]

[You now gain a special status: the gaze of "End"-]

[Heavenly Arsenal: Chainsaw Sword (series) has been opened to you——]

[Heavenly Arsenal: Arrow Blaster (Series) is now available to you——]

[Your exclusive Mechanical Butler has been activated——]

Qingniu felt an unprecedented surge of power into his body.

As the peripheral lineage activated, a series of complex data and information flashed before his eyes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He could clearly feel that [Adam's] powerful computing power was precisely controlling the thaumaturgic energy in his body, minimizing the negative effects previously caused by the [madness] entry.

Even those [Entries] that had been temporarily "cooled" by overuse were reinvigorated under the influence of [Adam], like gears restarting in a complex machine, spinning smoothly again.

Suddenly, a gentle and massive force began to fill his limbs.

These are EVE particles, they are like a river of brilliance pouring into his body, gentle and powerful, full of life and vitality.

Qingniu deeply felt the light-like power in his body, and for a moment, he thought it was the arrival of [overclocking state].

"It's ...... Overclocking!? He was amazed at the light-like EVE particles in his body, and then quickly dismissed his previous speculation, "No, that's not right. How can overclocked EVE particles be so ......"

His gaze subconsciously looked at the "Hotline of the Director's Office" in the traffic management center.

This was the direct support provided by the Lord, which not only meant great assistance, but also foreshadowed his great attention and support for this operation.

According to the simple historical view of thaumaturgy in the past, this state of directly drawing out one's own great power and blessing others should be called - Divine Grace/Divine Descent.

The mighty are watching through the vast aether, watching everything here.

"The End ......"

As a victim of the virus caused by the calamity caused by the Four Sovereigns, his spirit had briefly felt the aftermath of the power of the Four Sovereigns in the Ocean of Aether.

He would never forget the feeling of falling into the endless abyss of the Aether, surrounded by an invisible horror carved into his soul.

At first, just a casual glance at the afterglow of the war-torn and angry monarch immediately felt like a flame all over his body.

His heart beat like a war drum on the battlefield, and his blood was filled with the desire to fight.

However, this longing terrifies Qingniu, not from his heart's true desire, but from an imposed, uncontrollable urge of violence that makes him fear that he may become a monster who knows nothing but killing.

Then there is the vision of the monarch who transcends all forms of beauty, who brings with him an eerie sense of emptiness and extreme sensual pursuits.

He is overwhelmed by endless desires, and every sense is looking for more thrills, but these are just the temptations that lead him to the abyss.

It made him fearful, fearful that he would get lost in this endless desire, and eventually lose his essence as a human being.

The smell of a loving father followed, with the smell of death and corruption.

He could feel countless insects crawling on my skin, every breath filled with the smell of decay, and he felt that he was being completely consumed by the disease, about to become a walking corpse, spreading death and despair.

In the end, it was the intervention of the god of trickery that caused reality to begin to distort and fill minds with endless intrigues and lies.

Nothing will be able to distinguish between reality and illusion, and every decision will seem to be under His control.

These were only glimpses of the aftermath of the power of the four gods of chaos, but it was enough to make Qingniu feel a great terror that he had never felt before.

And now, the gaze called "Finality" is replaced by a warm and intense glow.

In this radiance, I felt a sense of peace and comfort that I had never felt before, as if all fear and pain had become irrelevant in this moment.

This feeling comes from a divine power that transcends the physical world—like the sun.

"If the sun hangs in the ether......"

The green cow ghost sent this idea to pop up in his heart, and then, he immediately dispelled this absurd idea—how could such a thing be possible.

He quickly set his attention to the capsule collection he had obtained.

These capsules are different from those used to control the beasts of slaves produced in the New World, although they are all for living creatures, but there is no [forbidden law] of the Golden Court on them, nor is there [All the Transfers of Transcendent Materials] of [Financial Street].

He turned to the group of bubble dragons, his eyes were soft, and his voice was gentle and firm:

"Will you come with me?"

His voice spread in the serene moonlight, and the bubble dragons stared at the capsule in the green ox's hand, their pupils constricted, and their bodies involuntarily showed a look of fear.

These capsules are similar to the tools used by Watercity, once used to enslave their kind, the things they once feared and avoided.

The leading bubble dragon hesitated between fear and curiosity. It cautiously approached the green ox, stretched out its neck, and used its own perception to explore the mysterious objects.

As its snort brushed over the surface of the capsule, it felt a completely different atmosphere from those sinister tools of Watertown.

There's no suffocating sense of oppression here.

"Bubbles—"

Sensing the difference, the Bubble Dragon raised its head and nodded firmly to the green bull with its eyes as clear as a lake.

"Bubbles—"

"Bubbles—"

After the other bubble dragons saw the leader's actions, they gradually let go of their worries.

After seeing the decision of the bubble dragons, Qingniu did not hesitate at all, and he gently threw all the space capsules in his hand into the air.

In mid-air, the capsules activated instantly, unfolding mechanically, rapidly expanding to twice their original size.

Then, a bright rainbow light emitted from the center of them, as if capturing the light of a dream, shining on each bubble dragon.

Under the irradiation of the rainbow, the bodies of the bubble dragons gradually became transparent, turning into light and being gently inhaled into the capsule.

As the bobbles fully entered the capsule, the upper and lower openings of the capsule slowly merged, sealing the light.

Subsequently, the capsule is gently shaken in the air.

One time.

Two clicks.

Until the third one.

The capsules finally regained their composure and stopped their dancing.

Then, as magical as they were when they were activated, the capsules began to shrink and eventually fell back into the waiting palms of the green ox.

Their volume reverted back to their original size, and the Bubble Balls were safely stored in a space capsule.

"Whew~"

The green cow took a deep breath, took a deep breath, and carefully put the space capsules that the light gradually dissipated into the storage device beside him.

When he had done this, he looked up and his gaze fell on the mole that had been standing there silently, staring intently at him.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Qingniu's voice was steady, but it was not difficult to catch a hint of apology in his tone.

In his opinion, the mole's wait was for him.

The mole shook his head slightly, a faint smile appearing on his face.

"It's okay, you don't have to be anxious or afraid anyway, the director is watching you, so you don't have to be afraid of any Naga Queen at all."

The mole responds in a tone that can almost be called lighthearted, patting his mechanical arm as if to emphasize some kind of tacit understanding or trust.

"Shuicheng can't help the two of us now, and when the director arranged to bring you back, he also asked me to test the performance of this thing."

As the mole spoke, he patted the steel machinery beneath him.

The green bull subconsciously looked at the machine that the mole was driving, and the large and sophisticated structure made him feel a little curious and puzzled.

"What is this?" He couldn't help but ask.

Hearing this, the mole smiled proudly, as if introducing a worthy comrade-in-arms.

"You can think of it as a spin-off of the [Imperial Knights: Heavys] series of knights of the Thirteen Heroic Knights, the core of the Heavenly Kingdom, and the two have similar designs.

However, according to the Director, this is a new type of thaumaturgical support machinery that he developed and developed according to the design drawings of the Heavenly Knights, and then based on the technology he excavated from the mechanical remains of the inner world somewhere, the Director called these creations - Titans. ”