After all, he was also a "great musician" who had seen the prayers of the Cult of Truth. Lucien on the altar quickly understood that these beggar-like dwarves regarded him as their "god of steam" and "the master of life and death."
"The devout attitude in worshiping can be compared to that of a fanatical believer.
"This is the Night Plateau, which was once occupied by dwarves and later conquered by vampires."
"They should be the descendants of the dwarves of the steam civilization. There is still one group that has not been destroyed. They are treated as 'cattle and sheep' by vampires and kept in captivity by miners and blacksmiths."
"They were probably dwarf escapees who accidentally discovered the relics left by their ancestors. As a result, they used the space teleportation array as an altar, and used the incomplete information about the dwarves' attempts to 'learn' magic at the end of the steam civilization as 'summoning gods'.
Manual'. So, I was transported here during a ceremony to sacrifice to the gods?"
"Those vampires seemed to be here to destroy them. After I silenced them with 'Elemental Order' and 'Immortal Return', they believed even more that I was the so-called 'God of Steam' and the 'Lord of Life and Death'."
His brain was running rapidly, and it didn't take long for Lucien to figure out the approximate causes and consequences 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 his eyes moved, 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 also carry out more complex smelting?"
"If alchemy items want to be simplified and popularized, wouldn't there be a shortage of skilled 'workers' who can cast gears? If a large number of dwarves join and 'pass on', the initial problem will be solved."
Since alchemy items have been monopolized by magicians for a long time, and the Parliament is reluctant to let the apprentices who have worked so hard to train engage in similar manual labor, except for ordinary blacksmiths in Holm and other countries, there are not many ordinary people who can join the alchemy workshop. This problem
This has always troubled Lucien, who wants to popularize alchemy items - this will not only allow him to gain huge wealth, but also shake the foundation of the church's faith.
It would have taken several generations of cultivation and edification to establish a relatively large-scale "working class", but the emergence of the descendants of the dwarves of the steam civilization allowed Lucien to see the dawn of a preliminary solution to the problem within one generation.
"Almighty God of Steam, may your supreme name spread throughout the world!" The devout prayers of the dwarves floated into Lucien's ears, and he quickly made a plan, "Let them serve as the Magic Council in the name of the gods.
Effectiveness, this can ensure their loyalty to the greatest extent, and they will not run away to the dwarf kingdom after rescue, leaking the core information of alchemical items, and with the instructions of the gods, it will be much easier for them to sign a magic contract."
Although the life-saving grace and the magic contract can basically solve the problem, after all, most dwarves will definitely choose the latter without hesitation between becoming vampire food, slaves, or "new era industrial workers", signing strict but
At least it's not a desperate contract, but since there is a better way to add another layer of insurance, Lucien won't refuse.
"I still have tasks to complete. The teleportation array arranged in this space node cannot send people out on a large scale. If it is activated frequently, it will be easily discovered by the vampire prince. It is better to let them continue to 'lurk' on the Night Plateau and develop more of their kind."
, the current quantity is still too small.”
Lucien decided to wait until his mission was completed, and then go 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 to avoid a head-on war with the vampire clan.
If the Magic Council suddenly fights vampires to fight for the Night Plateau, then it will definitely be the Southern Church who will wake up laughing in their dreams.
As for the dwarf casualties caused by this, although Lucien had compassion, he could still make a decision coldly. How could anyone want to gain "liberation" without paying the price of blood? This kind of thing is not a treat!
The four-ring magic "Advanced Invisibility" will not be released 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 that enveloped the hall.
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Ecstasy, gratitude, and excitement made the dwarves pray and pray repeatedly, as if a happy new life was about to truly begin. How wonderful would it be without the cruel slavery and killing of vampires?
Suddenly, Harold felt that the cool breeze blowing over him became 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 turned into yellow hot sand.
"Go, go to the depths of the desert to find my country."
"Go, there is everything you want."
The grand, ethereal, majestic and sacred voice came from the misty sky, causing Harold and the other dwarves to lower their heads again and cling to the scorching sand: "Honor your holy name and practice your will, our supreme Lord.
Ah, you dominate everything in the world."
After a long time, there was no more sound. The elder raised his head carefully and humbly, and saw that the underground palace had turned into a boundless yellow sand desert, with the faint outline of an oasis 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.
With the scorching wind blowing on their faces, the dwarves stood there blankly, shocked by the desert scenery they had never seen but heard about, and by the endless rolling yellow sand.
"That's the sun? Is this daytime?" Harold muttered to himself as he looked at the blazing white-hot fireball in the sky, waking up the great elder and other dwarves. Yes, this is a completely different place from the night plateau!
After a while, the dwarf girl Myrna said in confusion: "Great Elder, where should we go?"
"Where to go?" The great elder was stunned for a moment, and quickly thought of the oracle of the God of Steam just now, "Let's go to the depths of the desert! To find the Lord's heaven on earth!"
Hearing the emotional and exciting words of the Great Elder, Harold was wildly excited: "Great Elder, can we get the complete inheritance of steam civilization there? I want to build a steam city as you described!"
"Yes, Great Elder, like Harold, I want to see forest-like black chimneys towering, I want to see airships that can fly freely like birds simply by relying on the power of steam, I want to see terrifying
Giant ships and cannons." Quiggins was trembling with excitement. This was the highest dream of the dwarf resistance forces who had received incomplete inheritance by accident, the giant steam city that symbolized glory and splendor!
After looking at Milna, who was delicate and strong, with a red face, and at the other dwarves with red eyes and trembling beards, the great elder raised his arms and shouted:
"The great Lord of Life and Death tells us that there, we can get everything!"
"Head into the depths of the desert!"
"Steam is supreme! Head to the depths of the desert!" The other dwarves responded in unison, majestic and mighty.
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There was no specific road or clear instructions, but the dwarves seemed to vaguely feel that something was calling them in the distance, so none of them lost their way and walked hard in the desert.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the dry and scorching sunshine and the strong wind mixed with yellow sand gradually made the strong dwarves understand the horror of the desert. Their mouths were dry and their tongues were dry, and they were dizzy.
"Myrna, are you okay?" Harold saw the dwarf girl beside him swaying and 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 kingdom of heaven on earth!"
The firm words made the other dwarves who were beginning to feel the difficulty straighten their backs again. Yes, this is a test from the Lord. If you can't even endure this little suffering, how can you get the favor of the God of Steam?
Suddenly, the great elder's joyful voice appeared in everyone's ears: "Look, look there!"
The dwarves followed the direction of the great elder Augustus and looked into the distance, seeing a giant city in an oasis appearing on the horizon.
"That's it! It's the place the oracle directed!"
When they found the "clear spring" when they were most desperate and thirsty, the dwarves burst out with all their enthusiasm and quickly approached the fuzzy giant city.
Seeing that the distance was getting shorter and shorter, the city was getting clearer and clearer, and a huge roar suddenly sounded in the sky.
The dwarves raised their heads one after another and saw a terrifying giant strange 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 and more harsh, making their ears buzz, and they could see clearly the true face of the strange bird.
It is not a bird, but a mechanical creation wrapped in a silver-white metal shell!
Its size is so huge that it seems to be able to swallow up all the dwarves present.
The "strange bird" flew lower and slower, and gradually disappeared near the city.
"Great Elder, is this an airship?" Harold asked in shock and astonishment, why is it different from the mural?
The great elder shook his head blankly: "It's not an airship. The airship is not that fast, but it must have been made!"
"Then what is it?" All the dwarves seemed to be asking themselves.
The great elder gritted his teeth and said, "It will become clear when we get to the city."
So, the dwarves continued on their way, silence enveloped them, not knowing what else they would see as they approached the city.
The distance seemed much shorter than they imagined. Ten minutes later, they arrived at the edge of the oasis and saw the city clearly.
Loud breathing sounds came from the dwarves. This was a city beyond their imagination!
On one side of the city, there are the tall chimneys and strange-shaped factory buildings that they are "familiar" and "longed 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 tall buildings are covered with smooth wall tiles of different colors, some are black, some are gray, some are silver, some are brown, and there are transparent windows neatly arranged from top to bottom, which reflect the sunlight.
, bringing out the dreamy flavor.
Between the high-rise buildings and factories, there are wide roads, and even bridges over land are erected like bridges over water.
On the bridge and on the road, strange cars made of steel are running one after another. Their lines are smooth and full of beauty.
In their hands, the vague 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 clearly saw the elevators running slowly in the building, and saw countless vague figures holding strange machines and talking to their companions in other buildings.
Milna also saw those blurry figures holding plate-shaped metal objects in their hands. With a slight press, various scenes appeared on it, including the desert in the distance and the overlooking view from high altitude, as if there was another world inside!
Unknowingly, night falls, and the lights in the city light up one after another, and soon they become brightly lit. From a distance, it looks like a "river of stars" falling into the earth's surface, dazzling and dreamy.
The dwarves were stunned by this unimaginably gorgeous city scene, and could not say a word for a long time.
Suddenly, a gap opened in the ground at the edge of the city, and a giant "metal flying arrow" sprayed flames and shot into the distance.
"This is this?" The dwarves subconsciously followed the trajectory of the fire and looked over, wondering what the use of this giant "flying arrow" was.
The flying arrow fell to the ground in the sky, and a loud bang suddenly erupted.
The dwarves felt the ground shaking violently, their ears buzzing, and a new sun seemed to appear in the distance, blazing and full of the aura 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.
"It's really, really scary." Harold swallowed hard as the earth shook like the earth was shattering. This "flying arrow" could probably directly destroy the "Night Plateau", right?
The Great Elder and the other dwarves also looked deeply frightened. They had never seen such a terrifying explosion, an explosion that seemed to be able to destroy everything!
Shocked beyond measure, they looked back at the dreamy city again, looking at the bright lights like flowing stars.
"Great Elder, where is this? Harold blurted out, scared and excited, "This is even worse and more unimaginable than the steam city you described!"
"This, what kind of city is this? It's even more incredible than the legendary Steam Paradise!" Under the huge shock, the other dwarves had forgotten the purpose of coming here.
Myrna trembled and murmured to herself: "This is..."
The grand and majestic voice sounded again:
"This is Atlantis."
"This is my country." (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)