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Chapter 9 Heavenly Creation, Mechanical Seance

"Killing people!"

"Help!"

"There's a ghost!"

The loud cry for help suddenly resounded throughout the night sky.

When two church clergymen in black robes heard the sound, they were stunned for a moment. They saw a howling pickup truck roaring past, its tires and the ground making a harsh friction sound, and it stopped more than thirty meters away.

at.

Immediately afterwards, a young man wearing a climate-controlled suit kicked open the door, escaped from the cab, and ran towards them.

"Help! There's a ghost! Two of them!"

Cheng An had no scruples about his face and shamefully ran towards the two men wearing black priest uniforms.

On its chest is the emblem of a gear and a hammer, which is the symbol of the Church of the Mechanicus.

Cheng An ran at a speed comparable to that of a world sprint champion. He was out of breath, but he still did not forget to report the enemy's situation first.

No further explanation is needed. One after another, palm prints that were raised due to slapping appeared on the surface of the carriage, which was enough to show the seriousness of the situation.

Boom! Boom!

The door at the rear of the carriage was smashed and twisted, and the two monsters Liv and Rita could no longer stop it.

"Please don't panic, sir, and stand behind us."

Faced with this unexpected situation, these two members of the Mechanical Church showed extremely high qualities.

They directly touched their waists, took out two revolvers with a metallic luster, and shot without hesitation.

Bang! Bang bang!

Continuous shooting penetrated the car door and hit the monster behind. There were clear sounds of bullets hitting flesh and heavy objects falling to the ground, and then some blood flowed out from the crack in the door.

This...is this solved?

Cheng An looked a little dull, this was different from what he had imagined.

Physical exorcism?

No, it's not that simple. Their pistols and bullets should be special, for example, soaked in holy water, or enchanted to exert special powers...

As Cheng An's thoughts raced, he saw two priests putting away their pistols and walking towards him.

His expression tightened, knowing that although the short-term life crisis was eliminated, there would be another test for him next.

"If you want to conceal Daozi's identity, then you need to think carefully about my origins. Well, how about pretending to have amnesia? This seems too low-level. I wonder if there is a corresponding naturalization procedure for 'black households' in this world..."

Without giving Cheng An much time to think, the two priests had already approached.

They were about to speak when Cheng An suddenly spoke preemptively: "Thank you both for your help. Are you from the Mechanic Church?"

The two priests looked at each other.

Then, one of them smiled and said: "I thought you called for help because you recognized our identity, haha, Darren Krause, intermediate priest."

"Simon Pierre, you are also a mid-level priest. You are a businessman? What happened to the car? You said there is a ghost. What is inside? Is your dead friend a fake corpse?"

He joked with a smile, as if he was used to similar things.

Seeing that he was so good at thinking, Cheng An nodded obediently and blankly.

Then, Simon continued to ask without waiting for Cheng An's answer: "We will talk about this later. First, answer my question. You are coming from the direction of Kowloon. Have you seen a group of people escorted by four people on the road?

Team? They should have the same yellow appearance as you."

Upon hearing the key words "four people escort", Cheng An's heart skipped a beat, and then he replied expressionlessly: "...I don't have any special impression. Are you looking for someone?"

Simon seemed a little annoyed. He scratched his hair, looked at his companions, and laughed at himself: "I'm waiting for someone, someone I don't know, someone I don't even know his name. Haha, to be honest, I don't

I don’t think this person will really come, this might just be a farce, but who told the big shots above to do this?”

Cheng An's eyes suddenly condensed.

Is Daozi's identity information so confidential?

Even the 'enemy' he was going to surrender to didn't know his appearance or name, nor did he know what information they had used to communicate with each other before. This was really incredible.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the two people in front of them have too low status and do not have access to high-level secrets.

But no matter what, this is good news for him. At least for now.

At the same time, Cheng An also analyzed some common sense from the other party's words.

For example, this world, like reality, is also divided according to people of color, and they have a language that is commonly used across the continent, which is very close to Mandarin, except that the pronunciation seems slightly stiff.

"Okay, just say a few words. If you don't find it, you have to keep looking."

Darren rolled his eyes and then said to Cheng An: "Man, we still have a task to complete. We can't waste too much time here. Take the living corpse in your car to the Mechanical Church in the city and report it to us."

I’ll leave this matter to you, okay?”

Obviously, based on what Cheng An said when he called for help and the situation he just saw, he didn't even need to open the door. He relied on his experienced experience to determine that there were two low-level and common monsters in Cheng An's car.

, living corpse.

"Okay, I will go." Cheng An agreed of course.

Simon added: "Oh, by the way, what's your name?"

Names...it's easy to forget if you choose a temporary name, and shouldn't yellow people use Western names?

Cheng An felt unsure and asked: "Cheng An?"

As a result, Simon said nonchalantly: "Cheng An, right? Then you must not forget to go. Although two living corpses are nothing, they are still a small contribution to us.

"Well, if you go by yourself, you won't have to write a witness statement. You know, people who hold money these days are stingy."

Cheng An felt a little innocent because of the bargaining gesture at the vegetable market, but of course he chose to nod obediently.

"Let's go Simon, don't delay the business." Darren urged.

"Also, if you ever encounter that five-person, yellow-looking team, please remember to tell us. You can come to our church and receive a reward, which will definitely be generous!" Simon kept chattering.

The two were preparing to leave.

But at this moment, their relaxed expressions suddenly froze, and they turned their heads warily to look at the motionless pickup truck.

Cheng An knew something was wrong when he saw this, and before he had time to ask, he heard a strange sound in his ears, like a beating heart.

winter!

Dongdong!

Winter winter winter!

The sound was weak at first, but gradually grew stronger and faster, and within ten breaths, it became extremely loud, like a beating drum.

The next second, the entire vehicle melted and disintegrated on the spot.

"Shit, my pickup truck!" Cheng An felt angina.

Two monsters lying on the ground looked at everyone eagerly.

They also had some tattered female clothing hanging on them, apparently torn as their bodies grew larger;

Its facial features were squeezed into a small upper position, and its huge mouth occupied more than half of the entire head. Its fangs were clustered upside down, and yellow gas was continuously sprayed out from the mouth.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The two sisters, who had completely transformed into monsters, pointed their nostrils and teeth at people, making angry roars and making gusts of fishy wind.

At the same time, black steel thorns sprouted from their bodies one after another, their entire bodies continued to change, and their sinister aura continued to rise!

Cheng An's back felt numb.

Liv and Rita? They were not so perverted just now, and now they are resurrected after being beaten to death? They look even more ferocious and terrifying!

Darren glanced at it and said: "Wraith puppet? Hey, I've seen a lot of puppets, but this is the first time I've seen a puppet with such resentment. Man, how did you do that?"

Cheng An heard this and asked: "How to do what?"

"The wraith dolls only need to feed cattle and sheep offal every three days and perform a prayer ceremony once a month to maintain a normal low-risk state. How could you starve them into this state with maid-type dolls?"

Yes, are you a capitalist who wants to exploit even the puppets?"

"What doll?"

"You don't know? Then why are they in your car?"

"I said I picked it up, do you believe it?"

"If you don't believe it, no one would throw a doll worth five thousand crystals on the ground. I remembered that the Drew family lost two maid dolls. I reported them last month. Did you steal them?!" Simon and

Darren suddenly understood.

Cheng An waved his hand hurriedly: "No, no, I confess, someone wanted to harm me and gave these two dolls to me! It's true!"

He spoke very quickly, recounting the story of meeting the caravan, being tricked, and bringing Liv and Rita into the car.

Simon nodded: "I believe it this time, Darren, do you remember, last month someone reported that one of his maids was stolen, and it should be these two."

Darren: "Whatever it is, damn it, stop talking about it, it's about to complete its transformation!"

While talking, two monsters comparable in size to elephants thumped the ground.

They climbed to about two meters high and four meters long. They looked like hairless giant cats, and their muscular limbs were covered with terrifying steel needles.

Even if he wasn't a knowledgeable person, Cheng An could tell that this thing was definitely not easy to mess with.

"Damn it, you got it right Simon, a maid-type doll equipped with a feline magic core? Are you sure it's not a fighting type?" Darren wanted to curse.

Simon smiled awkwardly.

Cheng An retreated behind the two of them and couldn't help but interject: "Two priests, are you sure you can subdue them? If not, let's run. Can you take me with you?"

As an ordinary human being who said "Your spell power has disappeared", Bai Yujing is an unknown person, and Cheng An does not feel that he can escape with his own legs.

What's more, it's not even remotely close to the edge of the sky. Without a vehicle and only relying on a thermostatic suit, there's a high chance that you'll die on the road before you even get out.

Faced with the danger of his life, he unceremoniously chose to seek help from qualified professionals.

"Man, you are insulting the mid-level priest."

"You are blaspheming!"

The two mid-level priests, Simon and Darren, felt insulted.

Then, they suddenly began to walk around in circles for a few steps, closed their eyes, held their hands in front of their chests, and began to pray silently on the spot.

“Exalted in heaven, King of kings,

You are the embodiment of wisdom,

He is a pioneering emperor,

It is the eternal star in the sky;

Dedicate my life, my name,

Civilization is revealed here, evolution is revealed here——"

The two of them were neither fast nor slow, and they didn't know when it would end.

Cheng An was stunned for a moment when he saw it.

Is it a little late for you to read the article now???

What should you do if the enemy interrupts you while you are reading?

At this time, the two completely alienated wraith puppets did not want to give the enemy a chance to breathe.

They jumped up together, crossed dozens of meters in the air, and slapped their claws on the heads of the two priests.

He was about to smash their heads to pieces.

"It will be too late if we don't take action!"

Cheng An howled, then struggled with the only weapon in his hand, a silver knife, aimed at the two monsters' heads, and projected it.

No matter what the outcome is, it's not his style to just sit back and wait for death.

Even if you can't defeat the fish to the death, you still have to fight to the death!

Snapped!

Such a weak attack is not a threat at all to the two monsters.

They didn't seem to like silver objects, so one hid for a moment, and the other waved his claws and knocked away the small hidden weapon.

This only wastes a second of their time at most.

However, in just such a short second, the prayer ended!

The strong wind that was pressing overhead stopped.

Simon and Darren opened their eyes at the same time.

Their Adam's apples rolled, and under Cheng An's extremely surprised eyes, they sang in chorus with a smooth opera accent:

"Heaven creates things——

——Deus ex machina!”

brush!

Blazing and dazzling white beams of light that could not be seen directly burst out from the bodies of the two priests.

"Hooo!"

Two huge fan-shaped lock-shaped wooden boards appeared without warning, locking the two monsters at once.

They were imprisoned in mid-air, struggling in vain, unable to move, and unable to destroy the wooden shackles. They couldn't help but let out screams of anger and fear.

The next moment, the white light dissipated, and an iron fist with bright metallic luster, made entirely of silver-white steel bars, rushed out.

It's Simon!

His entire upper body, from his neck down, was covered in silver metal protection.

The pair of metal iron fists, iron fists in the real physical sense, kept beating the two monsters.

Cheng An's eyes suddenly widened.

Mecha?

Bang bang bang bang bang!

Simon started working left and right, without any fancy, punches to the flesh, and rained down on the doll's abdomen, head, heart and other places like a violent storm.

A one-sided attack is almost sadistic.

This caused the steel needles on its body to break, its muscles to dent, and its entire body to collapse.

After a while,

The powerful and terrifying puppet monster was punched by Simon's fist until it was completely shattered, leaving bloody foam everywhere.

Quacha!

Simon and Darren, one put away the steel mecha, the other lifted the wooden shackles, and looked at Cheng An at the same time.

"It should be safe now." Simon pointed to the pile of flesh and blood on the ground that was still wriggling.

Darren said: "Praise the God of Machinery."

I should praise you... Cheng An nodded and followed with great piety: "Praise the God of Machinery!"


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