Throne of Magical Arcana

At any rate, he is also a "great musician" who has seen the prayers of the God of Truth. Lucien on the altar quickly understood that these beggar-like dwarves regarded themselves as their "God of Steam" and "Master of Life and Death." "Worship, the pious attitude is almost comparable to fanatics.

"This is the night plateau, once occupied by dwarves, and later conquered by vampires."

"It should be the descendants of the dwarves of the steam civilization. There is still one that has not been destroyed, and was raised by vampires as 'cattle and sheep', miners, and blacksmiths."

"They were probably dwarves who escaped. They accidentally discovered the relics left by this ancestor. As a result, they used the space teleportation array as an altar, and the incomplete data on the dwarves' attempt to 'learn' magic at the end of the steam civilization as 'summoning the gods. Manual'. So, I was teleported in a ritual to sacrifice to the gods?"

"Those vampires seem to have come to exterminate them. After I used 'Elemental Order' and 'Immortal to Perish' to kill them, they believed even more that I was the so-called 'God of Steam' and 'Master of Life and Death'."

The brain was running fast, and it didn't take long for Lucien to sort out the approximate cause and effect of what happened based on the prayers, the situation at the scene, previous encounters, and the surrounding murals.

"Use magic to make them forget this memory, so as not to expose this node after being caught by a vampire?" Lucien's first reaction was to keep it secret.

However, as he turned his eyes, Lucien saw the iron furnaces, steam hammers and other items in the two rows of rooms on the left and right, and his heart suddenly moved: "Do they still have basic knowledge of steam civilization? Can they carry out more complicated smelting?"

"If you want to simplify and popularize alchemy items, isn't there a shortage of skilled 'workers' who can cast gears and so on? If a large number of dwarves join in and 'pass on', the initial problem will be solved."

Since alchemy items have been monopolized by magicians for a long time, and the council is reluctant to let the apprentices who have worked so hard to do similar manual labor, there are not many ordinary people in Holm and other countries who can join the alchemy workshop except ordinary blacksmiths. This problem has been bothering Lucien who wants to popularize alchemy items - this will not only allow him to obtain huge wealth, but also shake the foundation of the church's belief.

It would take several generations of training and nurturing to establish a relatively large-scale "working class", but the emergence of the descendants of the steam civilization dwarves allowed Lucien to see the dawn of a preliminary solution to the problem within a generation.

"Almighty god of steam, may your supreme name spread throughout the world!" The pious prayers of the dwarves floated into Lucien's ears, and he quickly made a plan, "in the name of the gods, let them serve as representatives of the magic council." Effectiveness, this can guarantee their loyalty to the greatest extent, and they will not flee to the dwarf kingdom after being rescued, leaking the core information of alchemy items, and with the instructions of the gods, it will be much easier for them to sign a magic contract."

Although the grace of life-saving and the magic contract can basically solve the problem, after all, most dwarves will definitely choose the latter without hesitation when they become vampire food, slaves, or "industrial workers of the new era". At least not a hopeless contract, but since there is a better way to add an insurance, Lucien will not refuse.

"I still have tasks to complete. The teleportation array arranged by this space node cannot send people out on a large scale. If it is activated frequently, it is easy to be discovered by the vampire prince. It is better to let them continue to 'lurk' in the night plateau and develop more of their own race. , the current number is still too small.”

Lucien decided to wait for his mission to be completed before going to the council to apply for the arrangement of the "Gate to Another World". At that time, he would take away the dwarves who were willing to follow him at once to avoid a head-on war with the vampires.

If the Magic Council suddenly fights against the vampires to compete for the Dark Night Plateau, then it must be the Church of the South who will wake up with a smile from their dreams.

As for the dwarven casualties caused by this, although Lucien had a heart of compassion, he was still able to make a cold decision. How could he want to be "liberated" without paying the price of blood? This kind of thing is not a dinner treat!

The four-ring magic "Advanced Invisibility" will not be dispelled when attacking, so the transparent Lucien took out a tube of crystal-like liquid from the storage bag, and gently pulled out the cork.

The dreamlike liquid instantly turned into colorless and odorless air and enveloped the hall.

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Ecstasy, gratitude, and excitement make the dwarves keep praying and praying repeatedly, as if a happy new life is about to start. How wonderful would it be without the cruel enslavement and killing of vampires?

Suddenly, Harold felt the cool wind blowing over him become slightly hot, so he opened his eyes, and was surprised to see that the gray stone bricks of the underground palace in front of him had turned into yellow hot sand.

"Go, go to the depths of the desert to find my country."

"Go, there is everything you want."

A grand, ethereal, majestic and sacred voice came from the ethereal sky, causing Harold and the other dwarves to bury their heads against the scorching sand again: "Honor your holy name, practice your will, our supreme Lord Ah, you rule everything in the world."

After a long time, there was no more sound. The elder raised his head cautiously and humbly, and saw that the underground palace had turned into a boundless desert of yellow sand, with the outline of an oasis faintly in the distance.

"Is this the power of the gods?" The same question came from the dwarf again, but this time it was full of awe and admiration.

The scorching wind was blowing on their faces, and the dwarves stood there dumbfounded, shocked by the desert scenery they had never seen but only heard about, and shocked by the endless rolling yellow sand.

"Is that the sun? Is this the daytime?" Harold muttered to himself looking at the blazing fireball in the sky, which woke up the Great Elder and the other dwarves. Yes, this is a place completely different from the night plateau!

After a while, the dwarf girl Milna asked in confusion, "Elder Elder, where should we go?"

"Where are you going?" The Great Elder was stunned for a moment, and quickly thought of the oracle of the God of Steam, "Let's go to the depths of the desert! To find the Lord's heaven on earth!"

Hearing the emotional and excited words of the elder, Harold was ecstatic: "Elder, can we get the complete inheritance of steam civilization there? I want to build a city of steam as you described!"

"Yes, Great Elder, I am also like Harold. I want to see forest-like black chimneys towering, I want to see airships that can fly freely like birds simply by the power of steam, and I want to see terrifying Giant ship and cannon." Quiggins was trembling with excitement, this was the highest dream of the dwarven rebels who accidentally got an incomplete inheritance, the giant steam city that symbolized glory and splendor!

Looking at Milna, who is handsome and strong, with a flushed face, and the other dwarves with red eyes and shaking beards, the Great Elder raised his arms and shouted:

"The great master of life and death tells us that we can get everything there!"

"Go to the depths of the desert!"

"Steam is supreme! Go deep into the desert!" The other dwarves replied in unison, majestic and mighty.

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There is no specific road, no clear instructions, but the dwarves seem to be able to vaguely feel that something is calling them in the distance, so none of them lost their way and walked in the desert with difficulty.

I don't know how long they walked, the dry and hot sun, the strong wind mixed with yellow sand, let the healthy dwarves gradually understand the horror of the desert, each of them was thirsty, and each of them was dizzy.

"Mirna, are you okay?" Seeing that the dwarf girl beside him was tottering, Harold quickly helped her up.

Milna gritted her teeth and shook her head: "I'm fine. This is the Lord's test. I will persevere and reach the Lord's heaven on earth!"

The firm words made the other dwarves who were beginning to feel difficult straighten their backs again. Yes, this is the Lord's test. If they can't even endure this suffering, why should they be favored by the God of Steam?

Suddenly, the Great Elder's joyful voice appeared beside everyone's ears: "Look, look there!"

The dwarves looked into the distance as the great elder Augustus pointed, and saw a huge city in the oasis appeared on the horizon.

"It's there! It's the place where the oracle instructed!"

When they found the "clear spring" when they were most desperate and thirsty, the dwarves broke out with all their enthusiasm and quickly approached the vague giant city.

Seeing that the distance is getting shorter and shorter, and the city is getting clearer and clearer, a huge roar suddenly sounded in the sky.

The dwarves raised their heads one after another, and saw a terrifying giant bird flying from the other side of the sky, flying towards the giant city.

When this strange giant bird flew over their heads, the roaring sound became more piercing, making their ears buzz, and they also saw clearly the true face of the strange bird.

It is not a bird, but a mechanical creation wrapped in a silver metal shell!

Its size is so huge that it seems to be able to swallow all the dwarves present.

The "strange bird" flew lower and lower, and flew slower and slower, gradually disappearing near the city.

"Great Elder, this, is this an airship?" Harold asked in shock, why is it different from the mural?

The Great Elder shook his head blankly: "It's not an airship, the airship is not so fast, but it must have been manufactured!"

"Then what is it?" All the dwarves seemed to be asking themselves.

The Great Elder gritted his teeth and said, "It will be clear when we arrive in the city."

So the Dwarves went on their way, and silence fell over them, not knowing what else they might see as they approached the city.

The distance seemed to be much shorter than they had imagined. Ten minutes later, they arrived at the edge of the oasis and had a clear view of the city.

There were bursts of loud inhalation sounds from the dwarf team, this is a city beyond their imagination!

On one side of the city, there are tall chimneys and strange factory buildings that they are "familiar" and "yearn for", while in other parts of the city, there are buildings taller than the chimneys. It is the most exaggerated legend of steam civilization, and there has never been such a tall house!

These densely packed high-rise buildings are covered with bright and clean wall tiles of different colors, some are black, some are gray, some are silver-white, some are brown-yellow, and from top to bottom, transparent windows are neatly arranged, which reflect the sunlight. , bringing out the taste of fantasy.

Between tall buildings and factory buildings, there are wide roads, and even bridges on land are erected like bridges on water.

On the bridge and on the road, there are strange cars made of steel running one after another. They have smooth lines and are full of beauty.

The fuzzy figures guarding the edge of the city held metal objects that looked like steam rifles, but were smaller and lighter.

Harold didn't know that his eyes could be so sharp. He could clearly see the slowly moving elevators in the building, and saw countless blurry figures holding strange machines, talking to his companions in another building.

Milna also saw those vague figures holding plate-shaped metal objects in their hands. With a light touch, various scenes appeared on it, including the desert in the distance, and some looking down from the sky, as if there was another world inside!

Unknowingly, as night falls, lights in the city light up one after another, and soon become brightly lit. From a distance, it looks like a "galaxy" falling into the surface, bright and dreamy.

The unimaginably splendid city scene left the dwarves dumbfounded, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Suddenly, a crack opened on the ground at the edge of the city, and a "root" giant "metal flying arrow" sprayed flames and shot into the distance.

"This is?" The dwarves subconsciously followed the trajectory of the fire, wondering what the giant "flying arrow" was for.

The flying arrow fell to the ground in the sky, and a loud bang erupted suddenly.

The dwarves only felt that the ground was shaking violently, and their ears were buzzing. It seemed that a new round of sun appeared in the distance, hot and dazzling, full of the atmosphere of destroying the world.

The bright sun flashed away, and a giant "mushroom" slowly "opened" there. The flames on the ground were like hell, and the black smoke in the sky was like an abyss.

"Really, it's terrifying." Harold swallowed a mouthful of saliva in the shaking like a sky crashing. Perhaps this "flying arrow" can directly destroy the "Dark Plateau", right?

The Great Elder and the rest of the dwarves also looked deeply terrified. They had never seen such a terrifying explosion, an explosion that seemed to destroy everything!

Shocked, they looked back at the dreamy city again, looking at the bright lights flowing like a river of stars.

"Elder, where is this?" Harold blurted out, both scared and excited, "This is bigger and more unimaginable than the steam city you described!" "

"This, what kind of city is this? It's even more inconceivable than the legendary steam heaven!" Under the huge shock, the rest of the dwarves had already forgotten the purpose of coming here.

Milna murmured tremblingly, "This is..."

The grand and majestic voice sounded again:

"This is Atlantis."

"This is my country."

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