Extraordinary Mechanical City

Metternich spent twenty years of his life performing this divination.

That's an extremely high price to pay for anyone.

But to him as a "professional gambler", it seemed completely indifferent.

In his own words, if Rennes didn't appear, he would definitely die on the "Destiny Card".

"Span" is just a number, and "luck" is the most important factor in determining how long a person can live. Like the chips on the gambling table, the one who wins the game is his own.

Even if his physical lifespan could have been eighty years, if he couldn't pass that hurdle, the rest of his lifespan would be completely meaningless.

Gamblers are of the same vein, and what they gamble on is fate.

"So... you want to follow me?"

Hearing what Metternich said, Ren was also surprised.

A "three-eyed evil god" with unknown abilities, just one more person by his side?

If we really want to talk about masters, Ren himself has many around him. It doesn't mean that Ymir, Thunder Crow, and Toust still have some hidden arrangements on the surface. In the imperial capital of Oma, no one can kill him.

If it was really a "death calamity", it shouldn't be as simple as just having one more legendary combat power.

Metternich: "Yes."

Ren: "Why?"

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Metternich shook his head, indicating that he himself did not know what was going to happen.

But he did explain why he wanted to do it.

"In this deck, I am the 'Joker' myself. No one can replace me."

Metternich turned out a black and white clown card.

His divination is with poker.

He also explained the current situation in terms of gamblers: "There is a saying in our gambler sequence that two 'JOKER cards' together, no matter what the rules are, are the biggest cards. Unless the opponent has the ability Destroy the entire rules of poker."

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When Ren heard this, he was thoughtful.

On the contrary, he has a colored clown card, while Metternich has a black and white clown card. Make a bunch of them, Wang Bo?

Can it cause a qualitative change?

Metternich continued: "It seems that the rule on the Ice Ridge Wasteland is the 'Extraordinary Fifth Level'. Under this rule, no one can surpass the law and order. I speculate that the evil god does not have the ability to break through this rule. , or the things here are not worth paying some price for him to break the rules."

Thinking about it, he said again: "Besides, according to what you said, the [Black Emperor] Moises was defeated in the Monkel civilization period, and the enemy was the three-eyed people. Then I also speculate that the prohibition on the Ice Ridge Wasteland It may have been arranged by the Black Emperor. It is used to protect this land under the mist, and us. The descendants left behind by the "Seventy-two Gods" back then!"

"That's it"

Ren listened and nodded.

He didn't expect Metternich to analyze so many things just after listening to what he said.

But when I think about it, I feel that this statement is also the most reasonable.

Whether it was the previous battle in the "Black Wind Territory", or Master Kavo personally came to challenge. In the two fights, they both confirmed that the evil god's combat power was indeed invincible in the world, but they did not break through the upper limit of the "extraordinary fifth level".

Moreover, the possibility that the humans on the Ice Ridge Wasteland are "descendants of the seventy-two generals" is also very high.

Although this law restricts all extraordinary people from surpassing the fifth level of extraordinary, it is also a kind of protection from another perspective.

There are real gods in the world outside the mist. It is hard to imagine how a human population without "god-level powerhouses" can survive?

But in front of him, at least in the range of the fifth level, the superhumans in the foggy world are very powerful.

Every day, early morning.

The Omar Palace was full of excitement.

Early in the morning, various princes of Omar, hereditary grand dukes, grand marquises, and those old and powerful patriarchs who had not participated in the court meeting for many years also came to the palace one after another.

During the half a year that Pope Spurlin XV had been ill in bed, he had hardly held a large-scale court meeting, and the parliament hall of the palace might not have been this lively for a long time.

Everyone understands that today is probably the most important issue of imperial succession to be announced.

"Hey! I heard that His Majesty's physical condition is getting worse and worse. It's probably only a day or two."

"Yes, I'm afraid that today's court meeting will announce the result."

"Several princes are fighting openly and secretly, and the situation in Omar's lower class is also turbulent. Now that the situation is in turmoil, it would be better if the succession to the throne is settled sooner. I don't know which prince can inherit the throne."

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Ministers and nobles gathered together in threes and fives, whispering from time to time.

Whoever becomes emperor makes little difference for those high nobles who choose to be "neutral".

The operation of the empire needs them, and their family also controls the population and the mechanical city. No matter who ascends the throne, they must be close to them.

"Look, people from Black Dragon City are here."

And at this moment, I don't know who shouted, everyone's eyes moved over in unison, and the entire council hall fell silent in an instant.

Taking a closer look, Ren, who was wearing a plain white general's dress, and Ymir, who was wearing a water-blue princess dress, walked into the venue slowly.

A group of four people.

No guards are allowed in the palace, only Mr. Toust and a young man in a black tuxedo with the brim of his hat pulled down are the only ones accompanying him.

Seeing Ren and the others enter the venue, the nobles also took the initiative to say hello.

"His Royal Highness!"

"Ymir"

"aunt."

There are all kinds of names.

Many gray-haired old men are Ymir's elders in terms of seniority.

This is the case with old-fashioned nobles, who have been married for generations, and the big families are more or less related.

This eldest princess, who was once squeezed out of Oma by this group of people as a "plague" in Oma Ahuang, is back now.

It was the same group of people, but their attitudes changed dramatically, as if they were their own flesh and blood relatives.

Respect has always been linked to strength.

Yesterday, the black dragon city's eight hundred mechanical knights forcibly breached the Royal Academy of Sciences. Everyone knew that this princess who had lost power held an "invincible mechanical army" in her hand. Her rise has been unstoppable.

Most of the people who spoke were great aristocrats or relatives who had made good friends, and Ymir had to deal with them one by one.

Of course, she didn't forget to introduce Ren to everyone.

"Congratulations, congratulations. After today, we, Omar, and your 'Black Dragon City' have formally concluded a good alliance. In the future, His Royal Highness Ymir will take care of his uncles in his hometown."

"Ymir. Your Black Dragon City occupies a good location. I heard that your Karateva Basin produces high-quality coal and iron ore resources? Uncle, I happen to be running some mines in the empire, no? There is a lack of large-scale equipment, and we will be able to communicate with each other commercially."

"Uncle, my territory happens to produce high-quality grain. My niece, I heard that your territory is developing very well, and you must need a large amount of food supply. If you have any needs, just ask directly. Your family is welcome!"

"His Royal Highness, I heard that your Mechanical Academy in Black Dragon City is also recruiting students from the two empires? That bastard in my uncle's house happens to have some mechanical talents, and he is your cousin Thomas. You met him a few years ago."

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Business bragging has always been those things.

Rights, money, resources. A type of interest exchange.

Of course, all kinds of relationships are also indispensable.

"Black Dragon City" is now a piece of "fat" with such a huge attraction no matter how it is viewed.

Resources, technology, population, geographical location...any aspect can make the two empires salivate.

If it wasn't for the support of powerful force, these guys would have already planned to plunder by force.

Ren was not good at this kind of communication in the upper-class aristocratic circle, so he sat there with an indifferent expression.

Even if someone greeted him, he nodded politely.

Waited like this for about half an hour.

The court meeting still has not been held.

The servant came to send a message saying that the old emperor was in a bad state of mind and was resting, so he might have to wait for a while.

Ren was sitting in his seat, but he kept thinking about where the so-called "death calamity" Metternich had predicted for him.

Now the council hall is also divided into four distinct groups of people.

The nobles who are neutral, the second prince, the fourth prince, and the eighth prince.

The three princes who have the opportunity to inherit the throne and the major established families with their backing support all stood together, most of them were paunchy aristocrats.

The guards are all outside the palace, and the rare officials in charge of the military are not too high. Looking around, there are hundreds of people in the huge parliament, and only a few old generals have reached the fifth level of extraordinary.

But obviously, Ren felt that none of these could threaten his life.

And his eyes glanced at the second prince's group of people from time to time, but he didn't see the white-robed missionary of Glory City.

I heard that guy is currently "treating" the old emperor with magic in the apse.

And by coincidence, just as Ren was thinking about what the missionary was up to, that guy happened to walk in through the gate.

As soon as he came in, the surrounding crowd immediately gathered around him.

Everyone asked one after another: "Master Miriel, how is your Majesty?"

At this question, everyone pricked up their ears and listened.

The missionary responded with a serious expression: "Your Majesty's condition is not very good, but after treatment, his consciousness is fully awake. After a short rest, he will be able to go to court."

Hearing "fully conscious", everyone also exhaled in unison.

This also means that the decision to inherit the throne is still in the hands of the old emperor, and no one can make a fuss about it.

But Ren in the distance listened, but his eyes narrowed slightly.

Conscious?

Hehe, I'm afraid it's for the convenience of listening to your controls.

And Metternich, who was behind Ren, also spoke at this time, with a strange tone: "Tsk tsk, I never thought that Glory City has such a method before. No wonder the second prince Karen is actually divination in such a weak situation." In the end, the chances of winning are still so great.”

Ren touched his chin and said, "So, let's not let this kind of person who has been brainwashed by evil gods inherit the throne."

Metternich smiled: "Don't worry. Omar is about to collapse, no one can be the emperor."

When Ren heard this, his face was slightly strange, but not much.

He naturally believed that squinting eyes had this ability, and said: "The succession to the throne is a trivial matter, but we must find a way to stop those guys from Glory City from continuing to spread the belief of evil gods in this way."

Metternich thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "This is indeed a little troublesome."

They were chatting, but at this time, they didn't expect that the second prince, Karen, came straight over with the white-robed missionary.

"Auntie, you are here."

Karen politely gave Ymir the breast protection etiquette, then looked at Ren who was at the side, and said hello: "Mr. It was too hasty to see yesterday."

"Your Highness, Second Prince, I am also very honored to meet Your Highness."

Ren looked at the uninvited guy with a polite smile on his face.

He also guessed that this guy probably thought he didn't know that they had used methods to tamper with the old emperor's cognition.

So, it's probably a sign of goodwill.

After all, Ymir is a staunch supporter of his brother, which means that once the old emperor announces the succession to the throne, "Black Dragon City" may be his capable supporter of Karen!

Karen said with a smile: "I heard that Mr. Ren is a very good fighter, with a combat power comparable to the top and extraordinary."

"Your Highness, I'm so proud of you. A trivial skill is not worth mentioning."

Listening to the other party's flattery, Ren said a word of humility, but he was a little surprised in his heart.

What is this guy doing?

At this time, an imperceptible gleam flashed in Karen's eyes, and he said, "I heard that Mr. Ren has already surpassed the third level of Dzogchen, and is comprehending the 'Fist Intent'?"

Ren knew that his information had now spread to all major forces, and the second prince was not surprised to know, so he responded casually: "Yes."

Hearing this, Karen laughed a little self-deprecatingly: "I don't have the talent to advance to the third level of extraordinary, and I still forcibly rely on potions to improve. It's enviable."

Obviously, Ren knew that the second prince didn't come here just to flatter himself.

Sure enough, at this moment, Karen signaled, and the white-robed missionary beside him suddenly took out a jade box.

Looking at the doubtful eyes of others, Karen introduced mysteriously: "This is the family heirloom [Philosophy's Stone] handed down by Master Miriel. It has a magical effect, that is, it can allow people to enter 'The state of a sage', so that you can easily comprehend the meaning of the fist!"

"Oh! There is such a baby?"

When Ren heard this, he was indeed interested.

For the second prince Oma to say this, the effectiveness of this thing is probably unreal.

He didn't expect that there is such a treasure in the world that can help people comprehend the meaning of boxing?

But Mafa, Kawo, those big bosses, didn't they say that they can only comprehend it by themselves?

Now that the threshold of the fourth-order extraordinary is really stuck, he is very uncomfortable. Someone took out such a treasure, which immediately aroused his 120% interest.

No one noticed the strange look that flashed across Ren's face, the eyes of Master Miriel, who hadn't concealed it. A successful smile flashed in this guy's eyes.

"nature."

At this time, Karen nodded and said with a smile: "Although Mr. Ren is the Lord of Black Dragon City, from my aunt's point of view, we are not outsiders."

Speaking of this, he motioned to the missionary on the side to open the box, and said, "This [Sage's Stone] should be my gift to Mr. Wren. You can see how effective this strange stone is."

If the things in this box can really help people comprehend "Fist Intent" and advance to the fourth level of Transcendence, then it can indeed be regarded as a treasure.

Especially for Ren, an ascetic monk who pursues extraordinary high advancement.

Originally, Ren was full of expectations for the "baby" in the box, but when he opened it, his face immediately changed.

Because at this time, system prompts also followed.

【Ding! Serious warning, unknown mental power invasion, subconscious tampering, progress 0.1%]

Inside the box was a fluorescent stone the size of a fist, emitting a gray light under the light.

As soon as the jade box was opened, everyone present felt a sense of a spring breeze blowing on their faces, and their minds were sober.

For a person like Ren who is on the verge of comprehending the "Intent of Fist", this feeling is particularly strong.

The feeling of "spiritual clearness" makes people very happy, as if they have sunk into ice water, and their thoughts have never been clearer.

At the same time, there was a feeling of "enlightenment" that made him faintly feel that he was about to realize something.

At this moment, Ren finally understood that what this guy said was not a lie.

If there is such a [Philosopher's Stone], he is afraid that he will be able to grasp the "fist sense" like quicksand in his hands very soon!

Of course, the premise is that there is no system prompt.

Just a face-to-face, there is a 0.1% tampering rate.

If this is really realized in the hands, some of Ren's own cognitions will be quietly changed within one night!

Hearing this system prompt, the corner of Ren's mouth raised slightly.

However, the smile on his face seemed a bit meaningful.

He looked at the box and asked, "Is this a family heirloom of Master Miriel?"

Karen thought that Ren was tempted, nodded, and said with a smile: "Naturally. This was discovered by the ancestor of Master Miriel in an ancient ruin."

But before the words fell, Renn suddenly turned into a phantom in front of him.

Before everyone could react, a strong wind blew Karen's golden hair up.

Then he fixed his eyes again, and saw that Ren had appeared beside Karen.

And in his hand, he was pinching the neck of Master Miriel.

However, before everyone could react, they suddenly heard a "click" sound of bone cracking.

In front of hundreds of nobles in the parliament, Rennes broke the neck of this fourth-tier great magician without hesitation in the palace hall!