Murphy got the "True Little Overlord Learning Machine" and made him very happy.

With this, the time spent on the Cadman People's Army's recruit training subjects would be greatly reduced, even the training time for factory workers could be saved, and upon learning that there should be more similar things in the hands of the Church of the Mechanics, Murphy almost immediately ordered the players the first step in the quest chain called "Clearing the Hidden Danger I.".

The quest requires players to explore and find as many Church of Mechanic strongholds as possible in the sewers, and reward them with high rewards based on the number and completeness of their findings.

This immediately mobilized the enthusiasm of the players, especially when the position in charge of the Translancian Expeditionary Force had been recaptured, and the young players were doing nothing, and all kinds of entertainment facilities in the port of Chardo in the state of war were closed, except for those who took the task from Madame Taylor and ran to the black market to play, the rest of the players almost immediately devoted themselves to this very oily mission.

For a while, there were people drilling into the sewer entrances of the entire Chardon Harbor in broad daylight, and players have never shied away from doing this kind of thing, which led to the fact that the Transians had not been in the Chardo Harbor for two days, and all kinds of gossip about "they like the flavor of the sewers" were flying all over the sky.

However, even with the knowledge infuse machine with very black technology, Murphy still did not understand what the Mechanical Church wanted to use the Parlian sisters for, so the interrogation of the captured members of the Mechanical Church became a necessary part.

These guys are dressed in a very punk style, and it's also the most hardcore kind of wasteland style.

They all wore tattered and oil-stained robes, covered their faces with mechanical-style masks, and because they spent a lot of time in the sewers, they also had the habit of wearing breathing masks, and because they were all very good mechanics, everyone had a large mechanical bag.

The Church of Mechanics advocates pragmatist engineering, which is not only a concept but also an "attitude to life" that must be practiced, and in order to better perform certain dangerous experiments and carry out more precise production, these guys are basically more or less prosthetic modifications.

The most exaggerated guy in Murphy's eyes has attached three different robots of different specifications to his back, making him look like a "humanoid spider".

This makes the way these guys dress up and Murphy's "Cult of God" style, well, now missing the soothing incense burner, the pure skull emblems that cover their bodies, and the rather abstract symbols of various mechanical beliefs.

But even the current style has already made some kind of "loyal" gamers quite itchy.

Especially those who have worked part-time as mechanics, they have begun to inquire openly and secretly about how to join the Church of the Mechanics, and then criticize their "not loyal enough" style, and then launch a hearty transformation of these robots in the sacred name of Omnisaiah.

Of course, there are many loyal brothers who steal the craft of these mechanics with a pure purpose, hoping to make powerful mechanical weapons for Translancia's armament industry in the future, but most of the guys who join in the fun must be purely to learn how to make the "machine soul happy".

Well, I have to say that even to the already extreme members of the Church of the Mechanics, the players who shout about loyalty are a bit too extreme.

"I'm sorry to invite you here so late."

In a room above the vault that was used as an interrogation room, Murphy, who was admiring the strange outfit of the Church of the Machines, said to Miss Leania as invited:

"But I need you to pry these guys open as soon as possible, and at least find out if there's anything behind Sister Parin's affair."

"I'd love to help, Lord Murphy, and I'm sure the Blood Alliance's methods will be able to pry open the mouths of these Excellencies."

Leania, who was already an "Honorary Transancian", didn't care about her temporary mission, she just said in a strange tone:

"But your politeness seems so strange every time, don't we vampires just after dark start our nightlife? I've heard that you still have a habit of resting on a good night? ”

"It seems that Maxim really loves you, and even told you about this kind of thing."

Murphy heard the ridicule in Leania's words, and he immediately shot back:

"So you're going to finish this trial as soon as possible so you can have a 'nice' nightlife with Mark?"

"I do."

Leania sighed as she took off her archers' hand armor:

"But that aura and midnight echo of yours left Mark still in bed, his mind seemed to be broken, and he was always thinking about the collapse of a new world, the terrible crime, the payment of sins.

I wondered if he was crazy, but it turned out to be just a mental disturbance.

It's like I'm going to do with these unfortunate people next."

The Blood Alliance's sense of sin was invoked, staining Reania's fingers with a scarlet streamer, and she stepped forward to the members of the Church of the Mechanica, who were so stubborn that they didn't want to speak:

"Come on! Look me straight in the eyes, sinners! Only confession can bring you peace! ”

"Ah!!h

A miserable wail rang out in the room in the darkness of the night in the next moment, and immediately made the interrogation 18 intimate.

Murphy sat behind him and played with the Yunlan key in his hand, looking at the cybouts in front of him with a gentle gaze as they wailed miserably in the awakening of their sins, learning from the way Reynia mobilized the sins of others.

With Murphy's current fighting style, he can also use the Blood Aura to simulate the core power of the Blood Alliance Clan if necessary, but this thing is a bit conceptual, it is not quite the same as the Emotional Ignition of the Thorn Clan, and it must be tried and practiced many times to use it perfectly.

Under Reinia's operation, within ten minutes, these captured originally very rigid mechanical cultists collapsed.

They slumped to the ground, and it didn't take Murphy much to say everything he knew:

"It's the sage's request. The sisters were supposed to be sent back to Transencia after an audience with His Excellency 'Resurrection', and we had no intention of harming them, and we gave them valuable wisdom and enlightenment. The sages just wanted to confirm one thing through their contact

The spirit of the machines in Port Chardo.

It left, probably to Transcia just to get it back. ”

"That's not right! You're lying! ”

Murphy slapped the table and scolded:

"Master Minks told me that after the departure of the mechanical spirits, the supernatural incidents related to the machines in Chardo Harbor have not decreased!"

"We didn't lie to you, don't let that horrible madwoman torment us anymore."

A halfling mechanic shook his body and screamed:

"That's all we know, those paranormal events no, they weren't supernatural events, they were just the war in which Your Excellency Resuscitation was mobilizing the power of machinery to aid the port of Chardo, and the orthodox mechanics thought they were protecting the city.

Stupidity!

It's us who are guarding here!

As you can't see it, the Church of the Machines raids the gnolls' camp from underground, and our automatons fight the mob that has fallen into madness, day in and day out.

We've been badly damaged, and Your Excellency Resuscitation said we won't be able to hold on any longer, so we're going to open that door.

The highest knowledge in the field of mechanics is among them!

As long as we open that door, this war will end in no time! Minks' conservative idiot doesn't know how to use the power of machinery, but Lord Resuscitation does! He knows everything!

He's the prophet of the machine!

Damn it!

We are not bad people, why treat us the way we treat our enemies in this way!

You ungrateful fellows!

If we hadn't blown up the Gnoll's arsenal a few days ago, the city would have fallen. ”

In response to the desperate shout, Murphy glanced back at Leenia, who nodded to indicate that what the guy said was true and not a lie.

So Murphy crouched down and looked at the halfling mechanic huddled in the corner, the latter had some scars on his face that made him look a little hideous, but those eyes were full of fear, obviously having been defeated.

The vampire asked:

"So, you have to find the mechanical spirit to open that door underground?"

"That's optional."

Seeing Murphy's tone soothed, the halfling mechanic breathed a sigh of relief, and he whispered:

"I'm just a sage's helper, and I don't know much, but I've heard from my mentor that your Resurrection can open that door without the involvement of the mechanical spirits.

It is said that a friend who has returned from a long journey is about to arrive in the port of Chardo, and who has learned a lot about the Creator during his travels, and who will help us open the door and put an end to the war that would destroy the halfling once and for all.

You don't have to try to search the sewers for our companions, they have all made their way underground, waiting for the glorious moment to come, and we are the last of the guards to be placed to stay above.

It's true!

I don't lie to you, everything we do is to end the war!

The mechanics on the ground are incompetent, the Steam Lords have lost their power and humiliated the country, we can no longer continue to hide, and in this stormy time, the Mechanical Church should bravely stand up and lead our people. ”

"Ah, peace, what a wish."

Murphy stood up, shook his head and said:

"It's a pity that such a lofty ideal can't escape the end of being used by people with intentions, you can't open that door, there is no hope of ending the war in it, it's a seal. Think about what exactly needs to be sealed with Creator technology. ”

Murphy shook his head and walked out of the room, activating quantum communication and asking the other end:

"Mosna, how long will it be before the support we need arrives?"

"It's going to be at least 12 hours."

Against the backdrop of a cacophony, the repairer sentry replied:

"I'm working on the engine of the Origin Pioneer, and the Songhai people have provided some standard parts, which has greatly shortened the repair time, but their mechanics are stupid and their understanding of Creator technology is still very rudimentary.

I had to work with the old flywheel and teach them at the same time.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also graciously invited me to become the chief of science and technology of the Songhai Empire, and even allowed me to enter their Origin Holy City to inspect it, which I suspect is where the Creation Engine fell. ”

"As soon as possible!"

Murphy reminded:

"I'm now sure that something is going to happen in Port Chardo, not on the outside, but on the inside, the Church of the Machines has opened the doors to the Land of Creation, they've already begun to act, and it's too late to stop it. You are the last resort.

Let His Highness Khufu and his generals prepare for the sun bombardment. In the worst-case scenario, we'll use it. ”

——

"Well, O Port Chardo, the scenery in my memory is infinitely beautiful, but unfortunately it has been contaminated with too much smoke of war, listen, my city is crying, but it doesn't matter, I'm back, when it needs me again."

A nostalgic voice sounded behind the observation window, and on the observation deck of the shuttle ship that was silently moving forward in the dark night, the halfling man holding a mechanical cane was full of emotion like a poem.

With the landing of the shuttle ship, the port of Chardo in the night became clearer and clearer, and you could see more clearly the devastation destroyed by the war, and the peace that had been shattered was like a shattered phantom, long gone.

"I thought we were just going to finish the last echo of the Black Plague here, but I didn't expect you to come in person."

In the chair behind the halfling, the slave owner Sarivo, who sat there, as he cooked tea for his guests, said:

"I heard that you had been busy with a great cause before I joined the Order, and it was only after I joined that I realized that your busyness was beyond my comprehension, and that you had devoted almost every minute and every second to expanding your knowledge of ancient and complex knowledge.

Wouldn't it hurt your career to leave behind most of your work at this time?

Scholars. ”

"Not really, because that's part of the plan."

The halfling turned his head to reveal a face that was not old, but his eyes were as deep as the sea, like a deep pool that could attract the attention of others at the first time.

That's not the kind of look that young people have.

It is like the detachment after seeing through the mundane things of life, and there is a touch of tenacity to move towards the goal in the midst of great tolerance, which makes him not look like a halfling, at least in this short shell carries a strange soul.

"Let's land in the port area."

His Excellency, the Scholar, one of the giants of the Twilight Order, waved his hand and said to the slave owners:

"I need you to go to the Chardon University museum and pick up the set of equipment I left behind in booth 13 in Block A on the third floor, and I need them to complete the will extraction for Miss Penny."

"Penny gave everything to our cause, and she deserved the best healing."

The slave owner whispered:

"It was you who told me that you could bring a real new life to her in the Land of Creation beneath Port Chardo."

"Of course, every word I have ever said, every promise I have made will be fulfilled."

The scholar smiled and said:

"While it may not be the same as your understanding of 'perfect recovery,' I guarantee that after the mind extraction and transfer, Lady Penny will follow you again in a perfect and pure manner.

But I also have a request.

In this operation, you are not allowed to make any extraneous branches!

I know that Lord Murphy is also in the city, and I know that there are many unnecessary grievances between you and him, and I have no intention of standing hostile with the Creator Chosen at this time, so please restrain your unwarranted anger. ”

"Gratuitous? You mean that my faction deserves to be wiped out by Murphy? ”

The slave owner snapped:

"Your position doesn't seem to be firm, Your Excellency."

"Hate, hehe, boring stuff."

The halfling shook his head, and said in a tone of calm that contained indifference:

"From a higher level, it's not hard for you to see that these hatreds are driving you in the wrong direction, but I have no intention of correcting you, and I didn't ask for it just now!

You!

Sarifo Shadow Blade, give me the obedient things in this operation, dare to cause trouble, dare to waste my precious time, I will bury you here! ”

"Your tone seems a little too loud, Your Excellency."

The slave owner said coldly:

"We're on an equal footing, aren't we? You have no right to stop my revenge."

"Well, actually, I can."

The scholar smiled subtly under the gentleman's hat, tapped his mechanical cane on the deck, and said:

"Resuscitation, execution of the takeover agreement!"

"Order received! The takeover begins! ”

Under the stunned gaze of the slave owner, an indifferent electronic sound sounded from the shuttle ship, and his control of the shuttle ship was stripped away, and the shuttle in optical concealment accelerated downward like a fallen leaf with the wave of the scholar's cane.

In the weightlessness of the fall, he said to the slave owner:

"You swordsmen don't understand the true power of the world, and even if you told me you fully understood my busyness, you don't really know anything about what I'm doing.

You joined Twilight because this organization can help you achieve your ideals, and so do I, but that doesn't mean that our destinies will have to intersect more.

Sarivo.

Let me ask you a question. ”

The Scholar's left hand was raised, and two fixed guard turrets popped out of the upper deck of the shuttle boat, aiming at the scarlet light on the slaver.

He stared at the shadow elf in front of him, and asked in a gentle tone:

"Do you believe in the destruction of the world? Do you long for the twilight hour? ”

"These are two questions."

Still sitting in his chair, the slave owner shook his head and said:

"But no, I don't believe it, that's not my goal, and I don't think that's yours either."

"Correct."

The scholar laughed, terminated the takeover agreement with a wave of his hand, and returned control of the shuttle to the slave owner, who stepped from the observation deck and walked down the downward mechanical escalator to the remote land of Port Chardo.

The moment he stepped on the land of his homeland, he turned back to the shadow elves behind him and said:

"I'll help you rebuild your faction, I promise, but not in the dark! And now, we're friends. ”

(End of chapter)