Rubbles fell to the ground like rain. When the lightning disappeared and his eyes recovered, Harold saw that behind him, Sonny and other vampires had disappeared without a trace. The entrance was covered with traces of destruction, and the entire hall was shaking. It seemed that it would not last long.
will collapse.
"Can a small silver coin cause so much damage?" A member of the Mechanical Knights said to himself in shock and confusion.
Harold suddenly woke up and yelled loudly: "That's because of the blessing of divine power! The great God of Steam is not only the God of Machinery and the Lord of Life and Death, but also the King of Thunder and the Lord of Punishment!"
"Then why are they silver coins?" Another member of the Mechanical Knights was also a little confused.
Harold was not a dwarf who was good at religion to begin with, so he racked his brains and said: "That means the great God of Steam is also the God of Money. He is the God of Gods and the King of Kings, so he naturally has to dominate many fields."
Anyway, just attribute everything to God’s greatness!
At this time, the members of the Mechanical Knights no longer had any doubts. All of them, including Harold, pressed their chests and bowed their heads, praying to the gate of time and space: "Steam is supreme!
Then several people entered the space-time gate in pairs, and within half an hour they all left the underground hall.
As soon as they left, the power that suppressed the vibration of the space-time gate suddenly disappeared. The space shook violently, and bits of starlight fell off from above. Gradually, the entire gate completely collapsed, and the underground palace completely collapsed.
A few days later, Sanilson's "father", a vampire duke, knew about his disappearance and relied on the induction of his "bloodline" to find him.
"Space node, there is a space node here!" The vampire duke looked at the collapsed underground palace with a solemn face. He no longer cared about the condition of Sanson, but turned around angrily, "No matter how Vlad wants to sleep and recover,
He has to give an explanation for this matter!"
"There are actually unreported space nodes on his territory. What should I do if the church sneaks in?"
After another period of time, there was a loud noise from the direction of Vlad Castle, and an extremely angry voice was like rolling thunder:
"I'm going to kill that bastard who trapped me!"
What made him even more angry was that he didn't even know who the other party was, what he had done, or what his characteristics were. Even if he asked someone to use prophecy, he couldn't trace it.
Lighting the torch, Augustus saw an abandoned city in front of him, with thick chimneys, metal pipes, bearings, pistons, springs and other things everywhere, showing an obvious style of steam civilization.
He seemed to understand something, and turbid tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. He was both excited and lamenting: "This is the place where our ancestors came from, this is our home, our 'mother's arms!"
As he spoke, he knelt down on the ground and kissed the cold ground covered with weeds: "We are back, we are finally back!"
One after another, the dwarves knelt down, kissed the land of their ancestors, the source of their blood, and wept bitterly.
When Harold and other members of the Mechanical Knights came over and the space-time gate disappeared, Augustus took a deep breath and loudly said to more than 20,000 dwarves: "Our destination is not here. We want to return to the earth, back to the earth."
The hometown of our ancestors, return to the beginning of all footsteps, to the beginning of everything. There, we will be reborn! No more slavery, no more tragic death, no more painful rebirth!"
"Now, pick up the torch and follow me forward. Don't hesitate, don't be afraid, don't doubt. Follow me firmly. This is the revelation of the God of Steam."
"Steam is supreme!" A bunch of torches were erected. Under the guidance of their respective militia instructors, the dwarves formed neat teams based on families and villages and began to walk through the abandoned steam city. The Mechanical Knights followed as usual.
It is divided into four parts to protect the front, rear, left and right respectively.
The city is huge, and there is endless darkness outside the torches. Only patches of fluorescent moss reflect the green light. But this not only does not reassure the dwarves, but makes them even more frightened. It seems that there are countless monsters lurking in the darkness. The green light is
Their hungry and bloodthirsty eyes.
But it was extremely quiet in all directions, with only the echo of neat steps. The team seemed to be trapped in eternal tranquility, and could never get out or finish the road.
Just when the dwarves began to panic and their legs and feet became weak, Augustus' voice sounded again: "Don't hesitate, don't be afraid, don't doubt, follow me firmly!"
"Yes!" the dwarves replied in a vague and hollow voice.
Augustus raised his scepter high: "The God of Steam is with us!"
"We will walk with you. No difficulty, no danger, no suffering can defeat us!"
Hearing the name of the God of Steam, the dwarves became more courageous and chanted the holy name silently in their hearts. It seemed that with every call and every prayer, the surrounding darkness and danger would retreat a little. Gradually, their steps were brisk.
Got up.
Bang bang bang, the steam rifle fired a volley, and the monsters that rushed towards each other in the darkness were beaten to the ground with blood splattering everywhere.
Yes, we have the power of steam and will surely defeat all enemies!
"The great god of steam, the lord of life and death, the king of thunder, the lord of punishment, the god of money..."
"You are God above gods, King of kings..."
All the holy names recited silently blurted out, intertwined into a mixed sound, and then slowly unified, converging into a torrent of power, which made the darkness "fading" and made the monsters hiding in the darkness choose to retreat.
The huge team finally walked out of the city, walked out of the tunnel, and came to the spider web-like cave.
"This is the final test. Only devout people can pass the maze in front of them. Don't hesitate, don't be afraid, don't doubt, follow me firmly!"
"Yes!" This time, the dwarves' voices were loud and confident.
Every fork in the road seemed to be exactly the same, and the surrounding environment was completely indistinguishable. The dwarves walked a little timidly, afraid of getting lost here, but the archbishop Augustus in front seemed to be running around with his eyes closed, without any sign of differentiation.
"Believe in the great God of Steam, believe in the guided Archbishop, here, you do not use your eyes, nose and ears to identify the road, but your heart!" Such thoughts appeared in the hearts of every dwarf, making them no longer
Confused, no longer confused, firmly following the Archbishop through the darkness.
I don't know how long it took, but a slight light suddenly appeared in front of their eyes. In front of them was a dense and vast mountain forest.
"Escaped the maze?"
"Is this on the ground?"
Milna suddenly pointed to the sky and said: "Look there!"
The dark sky is white, and a bright star in the distance hangs in the sky like morning light, shining quietly and unchanged from ancient times.
"Is this the morning star?"
"Is daylight coming soon?"
The dwarves who grew up on the night plateau have never seen daylight. They can only know the existence of the morning star from the ancient books of their ancestors and the mouth of Archbishop Augustus, and know that it reveals the dawn.
"You are the master of life and death, and you are also the dazzling morning star, connecting night and day, symbolizing new life!" Augustus had an idea and added another honorary name to the God of Steam.
The morning star disappeared, and a layer of orange light lit up in the eastern sky. It was bright and warm, illuminating people's hearts, and then a fireball slowly rose.
This unprecedented beauty deeply shocked the dwarves, making them truly feel "reborn"!
I don’t know how long it took, but Archbishop Augustus raised his arms and shouted: “Our new life is about to begin, let us strive to build a prosperous and powerful Atlantis on earth!”
"Strive to build a prosperous and powerful Atlantis on earth!" the dwarves responded in unison, and more than 20,000 voices shook the forest and made birds fly in disorder.
At this time, a passionate and majestic melody came from the distance.
The dwarves looked over in astonishment and saw a fat man wearing a long black trench coat and a soft hat leading a group of humans towards this side, and the sound came from the small mechanical object he held in his hand, which had strange inscriptions on it.
black pattern.
When the dwarves were panicking, Archbishop Augustus said: "This is the guide prompted by the God of Steam. He will lead us to start a new life."
The dwarves who had come all the way and believed in the God of Steam were no longer afraid, and quietly watched the fat man look at themselves and others with a strange look, just like they looked at vampires who were created by ale and steam.
to the blood.
"I am Arthur Doyle, and I will arrange a new life for you, a life many times happier than the Night Plateau!" Arthur's fat face was full of smiles. With so many dwarves who are good at smelting, the production of dwarves is simply a huge sum.
With the wealth, it is possible to expand the production of many alchemical products.
As Arthur went down the mountain and walked to the platform, seeing the long magic steam train, the dwarves burst into tears again. This was indeed a paradise of steam and their home.
Then they looked around the magic steam train, wanting to take it apart and study it, and they refused to settle down until they got on the train.
"Why is the guide prompted by the God of Steam a banker?" After the previous exchange, Myrna roughly knew what a bank meant.
Harold said proudly: "I have already said that the great God of Steam is also the God of Money, and bankers are normal voters."
After speaking, he showed an expression of shock and longing: "I witnessed a small silver coin turned into an extremely terrifying cannonball with an astonishing speed under the current exerted by the God of Steam... This made me doubt the past.
Is the cannon on the giant ship of steam civilization going in the wrong direction? Should we combine electric current to create a new cannon?"
"Well, this is a new book given by the Lord." Augustus smiled and took out a book and handed it to Harold.
Harold picked it up and read it, and it read: "Fundamentals of Electrical Technology".
Arthur walked to the last section of the train and sat in front of a young man wearing a black double-breasted gown. He said kindly and respectfully: "Evans, I never thought you could find such a large number of people who are good at smelting and making.
dwarf."
Lucien is very likely to be the future Grand Arcanist, so he cannot help but respect him.
Lucien shook the tea cup and said: "You have to be nice to them and give them enough salary and personal freedom. After all, I guided them. Well, after giving them a good alchemy foundation, let them teach others.
Try to cultivate a large number of skilled workers."
Previously in the Night Plateau, due to the departure of the vampire prince, the attention of many powerful vampires was also attracted by the mysterious space, so things went smoothly. Lucien only used the ability to evoke the undead and the newly created electromagnetic force that came with the robe of the Immortal Throne.
The magic "Lucien's Electromagnetic Cannon" has completed the guidance - this magic is currently a bit weak, but as the level increases, the voltage and magnetic field strength increase, it will be improved.
"Don't worry, I will definitely treat the person you arrange well." Arthur said without hesitation, without asking a single word about the God of Steam.
The magic steam train approached Rentat. In the early morning, it was brightly lit and as brilliant as the stars, no less brilliant than the rising sun.
This made the dwarves stunned, as if they were dreaming of Atlantis.
"Evans, because you don't have a good impression in the minds of magicians from the electromagnetic, light and dark factions, and for your safety, we announced this banquet to the outside world as something else, not the Silver Moon Medal award banquet.
.Please understand more about this point." Joaquin, the president of the Silver Moon Song Alliance, a ninth-level arcanist, and a nine-ring archmage, explained with a smile.
Since Brooke discovered a few days ago that the wavelength of X-rays changes when they collide with electrons, that is, the momentum changes, which conclusively proves the light quantum hypothesis, so no matter how much the Song of Silver Moon Alliance hates Lucien, they can only pinch it.
He recognized it with his nose.
Lucien followed him towards the hall and chuckled: "Actually, just give me the prize. I'm worried that my appearance will scare them."
"No, as a large organization, as the awarding of the Silver Moon Medal, there must be a banquet.