In the quiet museum, Rochelle looked at the professor with eyes that were deeper than the oldest spring in the city of Nimschel, as if revealing some unknown oracle: "His Majesty Caelul guided me to this place.
Here, I have mentioned Mr. Schmidt’s deeds, and there is no lack of trust and confidence in his words. This makes me think that you, who inherited Mr. Schmidt’s legacy, should be a most devout and sincere believer. If not,
, unable to protect the Lingquan Sanctuary under the persecution of the sect alliance, and the Tifaith Temple belonging to the Quanling believers."
Although it has been renamed the Luberon Museum, the essence of faith does not change due to changes in appearance. It always exists here, as if it had never left.
"However, after seeing it with my own eyes, I did not feel such devout faith from you. You have many complicated thoughts hidden in your heart. They are polluting your soul and giving your spirituality unnecessary colors.
This will make it extremely heavy and difficult to bear the weight of faith that can wander in a small area. But it seems that you are doing this voluntarily, rather than being forced to change by external forces."
"You are more stupid than the most ignorant country farmers I have ever seen, because at least they know not to speculate on the majesty of gods with their own shallow knowledge, but you seem to lack a reverential heart and are obsessed with something.
It is something that cannot be pursued, and for this, even if it is done by any means, it is regarded as a matter of course.”
"You don't look like a believer, but like what Morya always said, a fool who knows nothing about destiny but still tries to change it, Lord David."
"This is why I don't like you."
After Rochelle finished speaking, she reached out and put on the dilapidated and old hood, hiding her weather-beaten face in the quiet shadow. He turned around to leave, and it was already late at night.
Professor David, whom he called a "fool", watched this scene quietly and suddenly felt a little ironic, but the irony was not that there was anything wrong with Rochelle's evaluation. In fact, he was not a devout believer.
The spring spirit was not even in awe; he thought it was ironic that he would hear the words "by any means necessary" from Rochelle's mouth.
A decision was made in Nimschel, an "international city" with a population of more than half a million, during a time when tourists from all over the world gathered for the World Exposition, in a land where the Quanling faith had been forgotten for nearly a hundred years...
...The person who holds the ceremony to invite gods says that he "does whatever it takes".
In other words, sacrifice, sacrifice, creation, and refining involve countless mortals in this struggle to unite animism and religious orders. In Rochelle's view, such "sacrifice" is actually reasonable.
Is it? Is it the road that must be walked in order to realize ideals and great achievements? Is it God silently watching his people in heaven, and those who believe and those who don’t believe are subject to trials?
Madman. He said to himself in his heart: A complete madman.
He replied indifferently: "It just so happens that I am not interested in a paranoid guy like you. If it weren't for His Majesty Calyul's letter, do you think you can stand here openly and discuss tomorrow with me?"
Something about that? Remember one thing, Rochelle—this is not Bishan."
Your Holy City of the Fertile Earth Sect has long been annihilated by the torrent of magic from the alliance of religious orders. Now there is only Bishang, the "City of High Rock", and there is no longer the "Sanctuary of the Earth Mother", the Linbisi Monastery.
Rochelle turned her back to Professor David and remained calm, as if the words spoken from the latter's mouth did not affect his thoughts at all. The traveler's tone was still calm and heavy, sometimes even making people think that the ground was five thousand meters down.
The rock in the depths is speaking: "Maybe my words are offensive and will make you feel unhappy. I'm sorry for this, but this is indeed my most practical feeling. In addition, thank you for your support during this operation
Help, after the incident, His Majesty Kailiur and other Quanling believers will remember your contribution, and I will also give you the rewards you deserve on behalf of the Fertile Earth Sect."
"Then should I be looking forward to it?" Professor David glanced at his back and thought that he should wait until you survive before saying this, let alone.
"I'm just helping myself." His tone was meaningful.
Rochelle nodded with her back to him, and then took steps toward the exit of the exhibition hall. After passing the cold glass display cabinets, it suddenly turned into a jet of black smoke and floated away silently. This is [
The magic of the Dark Night pathway, I don’t know the sequence. Professor David does not have a deep understanding of this pathway. He only thinks that Rochelle is indeed lucky to master this magic. If not, she would have been killed in the Salia Fields.
When twelve arbitration teams surrounded him, he should have been captured and brought back for trial. How could he have caused the trouble he had today?
A lunatic with clear goals, paranoid beliefs, calmness, prudentness and no mercy, the product of the cult's joint training through brutal and bloody massacres. However, in fact, there is no such madman like Rochelle in the world. After all,
In the past, the Fertile Land Sect was by no means the only religion that had conquered the holy city, trampled the statues of gods, and destroyed its faith.
Don’t the United Orders know what the consequences of their actions will be? Of course they know, they just don’t care, because they have absolute strength and confidence to suppress the whims of all those who resist.
Therefore, power, unrivaled power, is everything in this world.
The same is true for constructing mechas, and the same is true for constructing gods... But the latter is too dangerous, and it is not a power that can be controlled by humans, so we should look further away, such as falling on those ancient legends.
Professor David turned around and still stared at the Kreisov brass scroll behind the glass display case. His eyes were deep and cold, quite like the twinkling stars in the night, gradually emitting a blazing light that showed ambition and desire.
…
The exquisite brass shell reveals a somewhat classical and elegant color under the glowing white moonlight.
Skillfully removed the outermost protective layer, checked the damage to the isolation layer, and after confirming that the rune circuits were intact, he gently turned the gear next to it, driving the valve on the core layer to slowly open, and then opened the valve from the six sides.
He pulled out the already dark cylindrical magic crystal from the shaped hole, then found a magic crystal of the same specifications from the tool bag he carried with him, and inserted it into the hexagonal hole, so that the circuit on the magic crystal and the internal rune circuit were perfectly connected.
There were no breaks or leaks. He nodded with satisfaction and reinstalled the disassembled parts one by one. The whole process only took less than five seconds. This was a skilled magician performing routine maintenance and repairs for the Clockwork Fairy.
A reasonable amount of time required to replace the magic crystal.
The more complex the magic device is, the more precise its internal structure is, and it requires more energy to maintain. Agil is the assistant in the team, mainly responsible for tasks such as intelligence collection, battlefield reconnaissance and rear support, and repairing the magic device.
The weapon was also his job, and it only took him half a year to grow from a raw rookie to a skilled auxiliary mage.
There are five other clockwork fairies lying quietly on the grass next to them. They have all had their magic crystals replaced, but they need to wait for a period of time to allow the internal structure to cool down before they can carry out reconnaissance missions. This is for their sake.
Consider the service life.
As for the other two magic goblins who are staring at the front and back doors of the museum, there is no way. There can't be a gap in the monitoring period just to replace the magic crystal, right? Agil has set a self-discipline mode for them, and only needs
Just send an alarm when the target intends to leave the museum. This can delay their retirement to some extent and give other clockwork fairies more rest time.
After this mission, I have to apply for a new clockwork fairy from the Construction Management Bureau. The new magic weapon I applied for last time has not been issued yet. Those troublesome processes and procedures really give me a headache just thinking about it.
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Agil sighed silently. At this time, the captain's voice came from behind: "What's wrong, Agil, what's going on?"
He subconsciously turned around and saw the tired face of captain Wade Locke. He shook his head quickly: "It's nothing. There is nothing going on here for the time being, but it's the captain's matter. How is it handled?"
"It's just a few insignificant water ghosts. I have eliminated them all."
In Nimschel, a city that was once known as the "City of Springs", water-related aliens and monsters always loom in human footsteps: water monsters born from filthy water, water monsters born from clear spring water
Water fairies, water ghosts born from the resentment of those who fell into the water, water ghosts born from the filthy debris accumulated at the bottom of the river... Although the names sound similar, only the water fairies are harmless to humans, and the others
Aliens or monsters, some are looking for food, others are driven by instinct, and will attack humans.
In the past, the efforts of the night watchmen have reduced the number of aquatic aliens and monsters in the city by 90%, but the remaining 10% still often appear, harassing and attacking local citizens. They are generally not strong, and local citizens will not approach them at will, which may breed aliens.
There are filthy waters and dark alleys with monsters, so the frequency of attacks is low, and the night watchman can still deal with it.
However, the holding of the World Expo brought an influx of foreign tourists, and the number of attacks increased instantly, and manpower was suddenly stretched.
Originally, the night watchmen of Nimschel City were prepared for this situation in advance. They had dispatched a group of people to the night watchmen of several nearby cities to maintain order, but who would have thought that they would just happen to run into Rochelle's attempt to hold an invitation.
What about the divine ritual? So most of these transferred manpower were assigned to monitor suspicious believers, and they fell into the dilemma of insufficient manpower. As a last resort, even outside arbitrators like Wade Locke were dragged in
Give me a hand.
The other two team members, Sally and Michelle, were also pulled over by the night watchman to deal with the frequent supernatural incidents, leaving only Agil, who controlled the clockwork goblin, to continue to monitor Professor David's movements.
Fortunately, so far, the other party has not done anything unusual.
However, the calmer the surface, the more uneasy Agil's heart is. Because everyone knows a truth, the real undercurrent is often only brewing under the calm sea.
Rochelle, who has never been found, what is he doing now? How far has he prepared for the ritual of praying to God that he carefully planned? What will be the consequences if we cannot stop him?
Agil squeezed the clockwork goblin's hand slightly, and the lines on the surface of the brass shell rubbed the sweat on his palm, making it a little slippery. He said sincerely: "I really hope that the Grand Inquisitor can arrive at Nimsher as soon as possible.
"
Wade didn't speak, just stared silently at the magnificent shadow of the Lubeon Museum in the middle of the night.
Maybe he has the same idea in his heart?
Because every believer in the Holy See of Judgment believes that the Great Judge Fei Er Crown, who leads the direction of justice and brings final arbitration to all evildoers, is invincible.
The arbiters who belong to the Balance of Order and are ranked as "apostles" within the association are even more convinced that the one who controls the earth witch - Crimson Night Gate brings fear to all aliens, monsters, magicians and false believers.
Lord Fei Er, the fear witch of shadows, is absolutely invincible.