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"Are you ready to sacrifice your own life to welcome that power?" The Giant Pope asked in a heavy tone.

"That's right, I've been prepared for it for a long time. Maybe this is the destiny that the [Slayer] profession should reach."

Facing the resolute Qiaota, he even temporarily forgot that he was the one who proposed the use of the "Ancient God's Magical Equipment".

Emotion told him that he should stop Jota from committing suicide and find a better solution. But reason told him that the current unfavorable situation required Jota, the [Slaughterer], to step forward.

Even if he loses his will after driving the "Ancient God's Magical Machine" and turns into a killing machine, as long as his destructive power is large enough... and attracts enough human firepower, the remaining lost people of the Giant Church will have time to prepare, or Flee to the camp further north, leave the Silent Highlands, or make a desperate move and choose to break into the center of the Silent Highlands, the area where the Silent Lake is located, with the Church of Dark Night River, and try to enter the divine domain of the "Daughter of the Mechanical Element".

With his head raised and his hands resting on the armrests of the silver throne engraved with the "Silver Flower of the Other Side" pattern, the Giant Pope stared at the magic source gas lamp that shone with an increasingly dim light, and nodded with difficulty.

Immediately, he picked up the animal-headed scepter with his left hand, hovered in the air with his right hand and said:

"'Ning Yuan' and 'Wu Sheng', since you two cardinals are here, you will naturally be responsible for the security of the underground camp. My only request is that humans must not break through the core sentry. .”

"Understood." "Ning Yuan" and "Wu Sheng" leaned forward and agreed.

"And Lance, you have been silent. I know you have a lot to express. I know you are very tired during this period and you are very shy. It is not important. Now, you lead Jota to Rest in the living area and maintain sufficient physical strength. Tonight, I will send others to the warehouse to find materials for making potions and prepare them for Qiaota myself. The four of you remember to come to the 'Sublimation Office Area' at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning. There is no need to come here again. There is a temporary combat command room, go directly to the 'Mechanical Experiment Area', there is a lot of space there." The Giant Pope continued to order.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" the four of them said. This time they knelt down on their knees at the same time, paying homage to the giant pope with the etiquette they only exercised when facing the gods and the Lord.

Looking at the four people, the giant pope said nothing, nodded slightly, waved his right hand, and watched the four people leave this relatively spacious and neatly decorated "temporary combat command room."

…

The Zine Empire, the Silent Highlands "Sand Zone", the Giant Church underground camp, and the "Sublimation Office Area".

"Ning Yuan", who had just returned to the Giant Church, obviously had no intention of falling asleep, and the battle situation became worse and more difficult day by day.

In addition, he had just fought with Wright and Ivan a few days ago. Not only was he at a disadvantage in the game between his own magic power and extraordinary power, but the three types of magic power in his body, namely "light", "darkness" and "water", were close to being exhausted. , not much has been added, and the evil soul he released in order to achieve "giant transformation" is now very weak, resulting in poor mental and physical conditions now. If it weren't for the triangular building block, I'm afraid "Ning Yuan" would have wanted to maintain it. Sobriety is difficult.

Therefore, he kept his eyes open all night, looking at the dark and dim dormitory ceiling. It was not until the gas lamps powered by the magic source were turned on one after another, and the anxious whistles and the vibrations caused by the artillery bombardment, that he was awakened. "Pull off" the bed.

Seeing that the time on the old-fashioned clock on the bedside pointed to "9:45", he reluctantly put on the black magician's robe and an old-fashioned mechanical armor that didn't fit him. After taking the elevator, he quickly walked towards " "Shengzhen Office Area" is in the corridor leading to the "Mechanical Test Area".

"Hey, you're here?" "Wu Sheng" who had been waiting for a long time greeted "Ning Yuan" with a thick voice and a smile, waving his broad palms like a cloak.

"Here we come." "Ning Yuan" nodded, his face full of exhaustion.

"Well, you came so early. Usually when there is no war, our Pope never cares about the passage of time. We can only see his old figure at 10 o'clock or 12 o'clock as agreed. But this time is an exception. After all, now is The moment of our life and death." "Wu Sheng" said in a semi-ridiculous tone.

"Why are you so sad? This doesn't sound like you, 'Wu Sheng'. I remember that you didn't even blink when you opened human bodies with your bare hands. I also remember that you said that you like the smell of blood mixed with the smell of urine. Feeling. You particularly like the wailing and crying of human beings before death, which will make you feel intoxicated." "Ningyuan" rolled his eyes at him.

"After all, death did not come to us at that time. It is really joyful, or refreshing, to 'bully' others as an attacker. When I change from a hunter to a prey, I can understand the fears of humans. "To be honest," "Wu Sheng" sighed, subconsciously pulling his rope-like hair with his right hand, and said:

"I really don't want Jota to die. I would rather sacrifice myself to the 'Ancient God's Magical Machine'."

"You are wrong, 'no life'." "Ningyuan" interrupted him:

"The 'Ancient God's Magical Machine' itself requires sacrifices. You, as big as you, must be worthy of 10 elite lost ones. If you want to sacrifice, it's not a bad idea."

"But didn't His Majesty the Pope leave the security work to the two of us? We have a more important task. Relatively speaking, our life can create more value than death." "Wu Sheng" argued.

"It's really hypocritical." "Ningyuan" rolled his eyes at him and said:

"I originally thought that the three major churches that believe in the Lord and God will always produce a few people with true faith. It seems that the ugly and sinful human emotions will always linger on us, like dog skin plaster. Forget it, Let’s not talk about it anymore, how are you and His Majesty preparing the potion that Jota wants? I remember he mentioned it.”

"Of course... ready." "Wu Sheng" said, pointing to a lead box placed on the concrete floor in a dark corner where it was difficult to notice.

"The materials of this potion..." "Ningyuan" took two steps forward, looked at the material of the box, and speculated:

“Isn’t it a by-product of Urem ore?”

"You're right, of course, that's why it's wrapped in lead. If it's completely exposed to the air, it will emit a soft blue glow, just like being in the vast deep sea, staring at the water. The refracted spiritual light." "Wu Sheng" introduced in a poetic tone.

"It is radiation. According to a batch of physics data left behind by the Crusted Empire interpreted by the Empire, it is best not to touch or approach anything that will glow without an energy source." "Ning Yuan" reminded "No life" way.

"Why?" "Wusheng" touched his head and asked doubtfully.

"It will continue to emit invisible waves and particles, which are so small that no solid body can intercept them. They are like bullets running at high speed, constantly penetrating and attacking every cell in your body. , and finally destroyed them to pieces." "Ning Yuan" explained.

"So... something as dangerous as radiation is a bad thing, completely worthless? Should we destroy it?" "Wu Sheng" teased in a sinister tone, tilting his head to look at "Ning Yuan".

"No, of course not." "Ning Yuan" smiled like he was looking at a fool and continued to explain patiently:

"In the future, perhaps in the not-too-distant future when the empire defeats our three major churches and restructures order, the empire may enter what are called the 'Electrical Age' and the 'Information Age'. At that time, humans will use substances that emit radiation to Obtain energy. Those energies can bring long-lasting electricity, powerful power, and even help them reach the stars. I learned from an imperial scientist that the ambition of the imperial crown prince Ivant is probably far beyond simply destroying us. , what he may want is to go deeper into the universe and listen to the call of the Creator face to face.”

"But 'Wish Ning', do you want to know about the other ingredients of the potion? I am very curious about the effects of the potion prepared from these things. I think that even if it requires Jota to sacrifice, it should be painless." No life” suggested.

"Appreciate further details."

"This potion is called 'Cry of the Ancient God'. The ingredients are: Urem Ore Powder, [Water Ore], [Dark Ore], 'Muddy Inner Flower' juice, the hearts of the Lost compatriots, and the Silent Wolf Clan's Claws, the blood of the vampire leader, the powder of the ancient god's remains, oil, and most importantly, MB-1528: the shriveled body of the corrupted mosquito."

"What about the method of making potions? I'm also curious." "Ning Yuan" asked.

"The specific preparation steps are not very difficult. First grind all the ores into powder, put them into the blood of the 'blood leader' in proportion, then pour in the solid powder, and finally put in the biological materials. Then pour the full fire in my body I boil it with the power of magic source, and wait until all the materials turn into a viscous substance that emits blue light, then add some of my blood, then fill it and put it in a lead box. Well, that's it, so simple." "Wu Sheng "Explained.

"There is the 'Inner Curling Flower', which seems to be an attempt to suppress Jota's mania as a [Slayer]. The other materials are in conjunction with the 'Ancient God's Magical Machine' and fall within the normal category. 'Corrupted Mosquito', then Ugly monsters are also materials?" "Ning Yuan" was a little surprised:

"It seems that this potion is intended to guide Qiaota to make some kind of physical change. After all, the 'Corrupted Mosquito' not only has the ability to change its own body, but can also output a kind of mucus through its mouthparts. Any flesh touched by the mucus Organizations will turn into crystal.”

"Crystal?" "Wu Sheng" was a little confused.

…

"Wu Sheng" and "Ning Yuan" chatted for almost 20 minutes. It was not until the giant pope passed by holding an animal-headed scepter and carrying a calm face and exceptionally neatly dressed Qiaota that they stopped their meaningless chat. Various speculations.

The four people walked along the long and silent corridor for almost 10 minutes. After passing through a giant steel door less than five meters long and painted with red and black paint, the huge and wide space of the "Mechanical Test Area" finally appeared in front of them. .

The space is as big as a factory. There are two skylights at the far top, letting in a little light from the outside world.

The space as a whole is a cylinder. Looking upward, around the walls, there is a circle of narrow platforms with handrails at fixed positions for people to stand and look down from a high place.

In the early stages of the construction of the "Sublimation Office Area", this place was forcibly expanded by the young man with the "Sublimation Gene".

For nothing else, just for a prophetic dream.

Of course, now, when the four of them recall this bizarre story, their hearts must be filled with complex emotions.

Without saying anything, the giant pope made a gesture to the three people behind him to stand still, then strode forward to the center of the wide space, and inserted his scepter into a piece of land carved with strange and complex patterns. After taking the center position of the "magic circle", he turned around and joked:

"If you don't come here for a few days, why will there be so much water on this magic circle called 'Ancient God Totem'? You won't clean it up."

Then, he scooped up a little with his hand, put it to his mouth, stuck out his tongue and licked it, then looked at the water and the white object below with surprise and said: "It's strange, half of it looks like water, and half of it doesn't." Like water. But when did there become so many withered epiphyllums here? Is this the gods crying for us to open the 'Ancient God's Magical Equipment'?"