Mechanical Alchemist

A figure slowly condensed in the sky, with the red moon as the background, he looked so dazzling.

It was obviously far away, but in the eyes of everyone, that figure was extremely clear, majestic and tall.

He was wearing a golden armor, shining with holy light all over his body. There seems to be an illusory heavenly palace behind him, where Kagura is fluttering, and angels with holy wings are flying and dancing.

This image is completely in line with any human imagination of gods, sacred, majestic, and compassionate, and there is pity for mortals in suffering in the eyes.

People can't help but feel a sense of wanting to worship in their hearts after seeing it.

It was as if he had become infinitely small in an instant, lowered into the dust.

It is a kind of awe that lower creatures have for higher creatures from the level of life.

I can't afford the slightest bit of disrespect and blasphemy.

Su Lun looked at his brows and frowned, because he had omniscient pupils, which blocked certain things beyond cognition.

The old people of the Mirror Organization had seen the gods in Old Lingdon, and they knew that the gods should not be looked at directly. So when Mr. Jing issued the warning just now, everyone was on guard.

But others aren't so lucky.

The gods have disappeared from this plane for countless years, and people have only heard of their existence in legends.

When the figure in the red moon descended, there seemed to be a magical force attracting them, and they instinctively looked over.

The tens of millions of desperate residents in Lingdun City who have been driven by the endless tide of zombies are looking at the god of holy light descending from the sky at this moment. They seem to see the savior in their eyes, and the divine light of despair has turned into an attack seeking relief.

This terrible world, is there finally a god to save it?

Even if it is a straw, desperate people want to grab it.

More and more people knelt down to the ground and worshiped devoutly.

In an instant, there were millions more invisible threads of belief, and there were more and more.

The glow of that figure in the sky is getting brighter and brighter.

And those who knew that this was the Outer God of the Priory of Giants also looked over.

They have no reverence for this Outer God in their hearts, only hostility. So just staring for a moment, an indescribable terror rushed into my mind. The violent mental power poured in like a bankrupt, and it seemed as if they heard the lingering whispers of the gods in their ears. They all hugged their heads and wailed in pain, and their mental power was on the verge of collapse in a blink of an eye.

The gods cannot be seen directly, and the brains of most human beings cannot bear that kind of extra-dimensional cognition.

The red moon in the sky is like a strange giant eye, the moon is like a pupil, and the moonlight lingers like a flame. It used the terror that absorbed tens of millions of people before, released the group spirit illusion to the entire Lingdun City, and then absorbed the power of faith in the opposite direction, repeating the cycle.

The tens of millions of people in Lingdun are the fertilizer that provides nutrients for the Outer Gods.

Su Lun looked at the god in the sky, and suddenly exclaimed in his heart: "No, this is not the outer god, but a spiritual illusion!"

He had seen the image of the evil god sea giant on the stone statue before, and it was definitely not like this.

It was only then that he realized what the altar he saw underground was useful for. Just as he was thinking about the inexplicably familiar scene, suddenly, the vision reappeared in the sky.

It was the moment the red moon appeared, before the mental shock had had time to have a deep impact on the people in the city, the mirror light flashed.

A bizarre scene took place!

Su Lun watched helplessly as the strange red moon appeared not far away, and another strange red moon appeared!

He could tell at a glance that this was definitely not the second moon created by that foreign god.

Because, exactly the same!

There is a clear line between the two moons, like... There is a huge mirror in the sky, and the mirror reflects the red moon.

"Mirror copy?"

Su Lun looked with joy in his eyes, and immediately guessed that his senior sister had done it.

If the Outer God has these means, Master Pierre and Mr. Jing must have some preparations.

As soon as the second round of the duplicated red moon came out, it immediately divided the general red line of belief in the city.

"The Outer God came early, and his strength was already greatly damaged. Now half of the power of faith has been taken away. This trick is completely exhausted."

When Su Lun saw this scene, he immediately guessed the purpose of his senior sister doing this.

Cutting off the source of belief in foreign gods will inevitably damage its combat power.

However, the really ruthless move is yet to come!

Su Lun took a closer look, and actually saw a figure slowly descending from the duplicated red moon.

But unlike the golden armor god next to him, here is a beautiful woman in a fluttering robe.

She has the most beautiful face in the world, so beautiful that people are intoxicated.

Similarly, she has a sense of holiness, sacredness, and indescribable mystery.

"Pandora? Tsukuyomi God?"

Su Lun's expression was weird for a moment, and he didn't recognize that this was an old acquaintance, the artificial Miss Pandora.

Su Lun has seen this image of her many times before, she is Shanyin's moon reading god.

Is this faith theft?

Seeing the threads of faith being absorbed by Pandora, Su Lun fully understood Mr. Jing's arrangement.

Only gods who practice Shinto can absorb the power of faith, and Pandora is best at stealing faith.

Furthermore, the method that Yuedu Dashen is best at is also mental illusion.

As soon as Pandora came out, she also polluted the moon and cast her moon reading illusion.

Those who had just fallen into fanatical beliefs were mostly sober in an instant, and those who were tortured by spiritual illusions finally had a chance to breathe.

However, this not only steals the power of faith from that outer god, but also hurts its foundation.

As soon as the two red moons came out, [Sea Giant Clarence]'s large-scale group illusion couldn't last anymore, and finally revealed the truth.

His divine image of a god in golden armor suddenly collapsed. First, a pair of fleshy wings fluttered out, and then countless tentacles of terror tickling with mucus stretched out, their faces extremely hideous and ugly.

Looking again, he has turned into a blue-skinned monster with a height of 100 meters.

He looked up to the sky and screamed, and a spiritual shock wave swept across the city in an instant. Disasters came, such as storms, plagues, famines, pollution, fires, hail... Frightening and desperate disasters appeared everywhere in the city.

Those deformed monsters seemed to have been called, and once again fell into the crazy interference.

The fierce battle that had just stopped for a short time began again.

"It really is a sea giant."

Su Lun knew about the existence of the "Sea Giant" when he was in the Silent Forest.

That guy wanted to beat and curse the attention of the "God Burial Land" on the other side of the valley hundreds of years ago, but after being severely injured by the ancestors of the Dalu tribe, he disappeared.

Now he has come to the Luying Empire again, hoping to restore his strength by rebuilding his belief system.

Then there is the situation now.

The "Immortal Monk" Las Lisboa asked to come down before, but was plotted against by Su Lun and Pestoya, and his soul was severely injured; now that he came early, he was plotted against by Mr. Mirror and Pandora again.

In the original plan, this sea giant sacrificed millions of people in Lingdun. Even if he couldn't condense the fire and godhead, he would definitely be the master of this side.

Now, it's hard to say how much strength he has.

As soon as the sea giant condensed its giant body, it immediately wanted to kill Pandora who had stolen his belief.

But how can Master Pierre, who has been waiting for a long time, do what he wants?

"snort!"

With a cold snort, it was like an invisible righteous energy that dispersed the law of disaster lingering in the world.

Although Su Lun ran a long way, but when he heard the shout, he suddenly turned his head to look over.

Just in time to see a flame giant rising slowly on the palace square in the distance.

Master Pierre closed his eyes tightly and flew up slowly, but he saw that his face was as golden as paper, and black blood was overflowing from his eyes, nose, nose and ears. As his body flew higher and higher, his momentum became higher and higher, but it became more and more difficult. He pinched his seals like a double surgeon, his expression was full of determination, he opened his eyes suddenly, and shouted like thunder: "Shenju, Wushi Shenzun!"

This is a remnant of the lost mystical art of the Four Attendants.

Looking at it again, the light blue flames on his body surged out like a torrent of rage, and in a blink of an eye, an image of the same 100-meter-tall flame god was formed!

In an instant, the sky in Lingdun seemed to be on fire, and the clouds in the sky turned into blue-gold flames. Each of the clouds was tangible, and they turned into thousands of troops, lined up to fight.

The momentum is not weaker than that ugly tentacled evil god.

Seeing such an exaggerated state of Master Pierre, all the people who were still fighting the zombies immediately cheered up, and a high fighting spirit surged in their hearts.

Even Su Lun's heart was inexplicably excited, and he murmured to himself: "Is this the [War] rule?"

Wearing the crown of blasphemy on his head, he realized more, even if he consumed more life, he still wanted to grasp this rare realization.

This is a disaster, but also a rare opportunity.

Not everyone is lucky enough to see a ninth-level alchemist fighting to the death.

Seeing Master Pierre in full swing at this moment, Su Lun seemed to have glimpsed the master's life experience. It was a cruel war, countless figures rushed to fight in the high-spirited and indestructible fighting spirit, comrades, allies, enemies, and monsters fell one after another, and they finally went to death.

Only one survived and made it to the end.

Just like the blue flame clouds in the sky at this moment, he stood alone, with thousands of troops behind him.

Blood, cruelty, valor, strength, death.

This is the hidden line of rules that Master Pierre peeped into the natural operation.

Su Lun watched and fell into deep thought for a long time.

While he was watching, he watched the transformed flame giant of Master Pierre charge towards the monster with a golden spear in his hand.

With the ninth rank already possessing the will to die, how can the combat power be imagined by ordinary people?

The battle between the two giants seemed to pierce the sky, and there were frequent visions.

Between the moves and touches, there are a lot of high-level laws colliding with each other.

Even the meteors blowing down from the sky are not enough for the two to touch the power in case. The entire northern city of Lingdun was plunged into a scene of end-times where landslides and ground cracked.

The buildings collapsed in pieces, the ground cracked exaggerated cracks, the sea water from the distant coast poured in, and the elemental shock wave was higher than the wave.

Su Lun also saw that although Master Pierre was unmatched in combat power, his condition was really bad. He was poisoned and attacked again before, and his body was exhausted. This is the last fight.

And this sea giant still has a steady stream of zombie blood and faith supplements. If it really can't win in a short time, if it enters a protracted battle, Master Pierre's body may not be able to win.

However, in a battle of this level, even eighth-level professionals have little room to intervene, let alone others.

What's more, the masters of the Bona royal family and the zombies are also entangled, and they will never give the opposition people a chance to relieve the pressure on Master Pierre.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened again.

Suddenly, a mirror light flashed.

A figure leaped up heroically.

She didn't have the slightest bit of fear, and went towards the tall evil god.

It was as if the second moon had suddenly appeared in the sky before, and suddenly there was a phantom on that figure that was exactly the same as the flame deity on Master Pierre!

It looked like two Master Pierres were besieging the Outer God.

Pestoia recognized the person and immediately exclaimed, "Sister?"

Su Lun looked at the golden-patterned cloak, and his pupils suddenly shrank: "Senior Sister?"

He wasn't surprised that Mr. Mirror would intervene, but what was surprising was that his senior sister's mirror image ability imitated a ninth-level combat power?

The two teamed up to attack, and instantly gained the upper hand.

Su Lun cried out in disbelief when he saw it, but after watching it for a while, he understood a little bit.

It is almost a move that Master Pierre used before, and Mr. Jing can copy it. She can't do it by herself, but just copy it.

But even so, the eighth level has part of the combat power of the ninth level, which is already an unbelievable ability.

Su Lun's eyes were full of light and shadow, and he called it wonderful in his heart.

With double comprehension, he felt a certain mysterious feeling, which became clearer and clearer.

Although he didn't understand why Mr. Jing could completely copy the moves of the ninth level even at the eighth level, and even copied the [War] rules, but Su Lun sincerely praised in his heart: "Senior sister, this ability is really amazing."

Seeing the battle in front of him, Su Lun secretly rejoiced that they had calculated the Outer God several times one after another, allowing Him to come early.

Otherwise, who can stop him on this plane with his full descending combat power?

If he were to become the patron saint of the royal family of Bona, the entire Lu Ying would become the soil for him to develop believers, even Mafa.

Humans have a limited lifespan, but gods can live for countless years.

I really want to wait until Queen Charlotte dies, and the power of the contract will slowly dissipate.

In a few hundred years, the alchemy civilization would really disappear completely.

The aftermath of the battle of the ninth-level professionals is very terrifying.

Su Lun could also see that Mr. Jing and Pierre intended to move the battlefield to the suburbs of Beicheng with few people.

While fighting, they forced the sea giant to head north.

Not only the three of them, but also those believers, the opposition, and the entire battlefield moved north together.

Even the shooting stars stopped.

Before, the crowd kept attacking the palace, in fact, it was to force the Outer God to descend.

Now that the Outer God has shown his face, no one is in charge of the palace.

Everyone knew that the key point of this battle was the Outer God.

Just kill him and it's over.

Seeing this, Su Lun didn't continue to evacuate to Nancheng.

Although the battlefield is dangerous, it is indeed an excellent opportunity to understand, and if you miss it in this life, there may not be a second time.

Moreover, the entire battlefield is moving north, almost all the top professionals have gone, and the vicinity of the palace is not so dangerous.

"There are still a lot of soul fragments on the battlefield."

Thinking of this, Su Lun teleported back without any hesitation.

The most indispensable thing in the battlefield is death. Where there is death, there is a soul!

I didn't dare to get close before because there was a flesh and blood mill in the center of the battlefield. Large-scale army hedging, he is a sixth-level, and he is almost certain to die if he goes there.

But now, this worry is completely gone.

After a few teleports, Su Lun came to the vicinity of Shenghui Avenue again.

From here, the streets were already strewn with dead bodies.

Although it has been delayed for some time, the souls on the corpses are no longer complete, but there are too many of them!

Behind Su Lun rose a phantom of the god of death, and summoned dozens of puppets picking up loot, and walked over cautiously along the way.

Now that the battle is raging, no one on both sides has cleaned up the battlefield, so he just came to be the scavenger of the battlefield.

"You peeled off the soul fragment of 'Winnie Meng', and obtained the 'Fourth Order Power Law Fragment'."

"You stripped the soul fragment of 'Dave Garcia' and obtained the 'Knowledge of Alchemy Potion'."

"You peeled off the soul fragment of 'Nelson Claire' and obtained the 'Fifth Order Wind Element Law'"

"You stripped."

Those who can participate in the battle in Beicheng are all the small group of people at the upper level of the alchemist pyramid of Lu Ying.

These corpses were either military elites, noble knights, or high-level mercenaries.

Most of them came from the Royal Academy, with an astonishing amount of knowledge.

Even a little bit of soul fragments will have a lot of gains.

This pile of corpses is like a treasure trove, and occasionally you can pick up a "surprise" to add some strange knowledge.

Corpses were everywhere, and Su Lun harvested them all the way, and his knowledge of various laws also increased.

When encountering surviving zombies or believers of outer gods, they can still be caught with a knife.

And this time, he has other gains.

Under the deliberate guidance of Mr. Jing before, Su Lun touched some of Master Pierre's understanding of the [War] rules, and his heart was already shocked.

From then on, it seemed that a door of perception had been opened, and the feeling of quicksand between fingers became more and more clear.

"Still, dissipated, life returned to silence, all energy dissipated. Is this death?"

Walking among the corpses, Su Lun felt as if he had caught something.

The black crown on the top of the head is shining, and a mysterious force also blesses that sentiment.

He didn't know what he was going to realize.

This feeling also appeared before when the city-state of Moros killed nearly 10,000 pirates.

But at that time, there was no crown, and my understanding of the laws was not enough, so it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

But now, with the blessing of the profane crown, Su Lun saw something else.

Beneath the surface, something deeper.

After death, there is not only a body and a soul.

There is something deeper.

That is a law of nature itself about death itself.

It's like. From the moment of birth, a living being is doomed to have such a result of gradually dying out and then returning to silence.

The rule itself exists.

It's just that people usually only see the appearance of "death", but don't see the law of dying from energy exhaustion.

Su Lun walked among the corpses step by step, as if immersed in a mysterious state of perception.

The feeling of looking at flowers in the fog is very mysterious, and the domineering domineering and dark spiritual power poured into the blasphemous crown above his head at an accelerated rate. That feeling is getting clearer and clearer.

It was a very wonderful experience, as if somehow resonated with some rules of the world, and understood some things that I couldn't understand before.

Even Su Lun didn't know it, but at a certain moment, when he walked through the street, his body's power of law was released, and a strange black light field surrounded him.

Every breath seems to be the rise and fall of life.

In the area covered by this black light field, the remaining flowers and grasses in the flower beds by the road quickly decayed; the corpses also decayed rapidly, turning into lifeless mummy visibly to the naked eye; Lost life, turned to decay

This state seemed to last for a long time, as if it was another moment.

By the time Su Lun recovered from that state, he had already reached the end of the street.

Those hostile gazes from the direction of the palace looked over, and the sense of crisis made him sober up instantly.

Su Lun frowned, feeling very bad about being interrupted.

He glanced at the guards in the palace who found him.

Those guys didn't dare to come out either.

Now they can only count on the defense of the palace to protect Queen Charlotte, so they dare not take the initiative to attack.

What's more, this one is still "Death".

Not to mention whether it is possible to kill or not, what if it is a trick to lure the enemy?

Su Lun could guess what they were thinking, so he ignored them.

He wanted to re-enter the state just now, but found that he couldn't touch it anymore.

Looking back at the road, the road was rotten, and the street was obviously full of corpses, but it seemed that a hundred years had passed, a decayed and ancient scene.

Su Lun vaguely guessed, and asked in surprise: "Huh, I made this?"

At this time, Pestoia, who had been following her all the time, also had a strange expression on her face, and responded: "You just realized a very special death field, and then walked over, that's it."

"Domain?"

Su Lun's eyes shone with joy when he heard this, isn't this the embryonic form of the domain?

Among the surprises, it is not too surprising.

I have [Crown of Blasphemy], an artifact in the field, guided by Mr. Jing, a senior sister who has seen the scenery on the top of the mountain, and I have such a good opportunity to observe and emulate. In other words, if you are a pig, you should gain some insights.

Hiss. Speaking of which, this field is a bit powerful!

But after thinking about it, it seems impossible to re-condense.

However, this is a good start!

Once the Law Field is formed, it is like cutting a path in the wilderness. Even if it is covered by weeds, it will be much easier to grasp it if you try more next time.

What's more, desecrating the crown also has the miraculous effect of assisting comprehension.

When Su Lun thought of this, he didn't struggle anymore.

He glanced at the corpses strewn all over the palace square, and swaggered over.

Harvest all the way, pick up materials with puppets all the way and put them away.

Priceless knight armor, alchemy equipment, employment materials, as well as Mafa's mechanical armor, Raphael's super mechanical warrior, and the corpse of a mechanical monster.

All kinds of things, picked up in piles.

It looks like a garbage dump, but it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a mountain of gold and silver.

Su Lun has never had an idol halo, and he has climbed up from the bottom step by step. If he has such a good opportunity to make a fortune, how can he let it go.

He harvested the souls of the corpses in the square all the way, collected the spoils all the way, and his eyes could still pay attention to the battle in the distance and the movement of those people hiding in the palace.

Especially after a few sixth-order aberrants appeared and were easily killed by Su Lun, the Queen Charlotte and her royal guards were even more afraid to come out.

They just watched Su Lun clean up tens of thousands of corpses and spoils near the square.

Even if the harvest is only fragments, Su Lun also feels that the harvest is huge.

war?

die?

Walking all the way from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, Su Lun felt as if he had understood some of the true meaning of [War].

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