July 29th.
The weather was gloomy.
Dark clouds covered the sky over the giant wall. The turbid light was covered by the dark clouds. The air was a bit cold. The pedestrians on the street had put on the thick winter clothes of the black snow season and wrapped themselves tightly. In the commercial district, the residential district, the huge square of the slums, and in front of the Temple of the Holy Church, there were already staff of the Holy Church building the altar. Two days later, at the beginning of August, which was the first day of the black snow season, would be the routine prayer day. It was extremely grand. Whether civilians or nobles, they would pray to the great God of Light at home or under the altar with the priests of the Temple, asking for blessings, so that the people would not suffer.
On the top of a towering divine castle on Mount Dega, several divine emissaries were busy building a giant steeple to the highest point of the divine castle. The cold wind blew their magic robes and messy their hair.
"Hurry up! Hurry up! Bury the wire first." A spirited old man commanded from the side. It was Eivissa.
Several architects moved swiftly as they pulled the wire down the groove on the ground.
"Old Yi, do you think this thing will work?" another short, skinny elder asked casually.
Eivissa shook his head: "It's hard to say. We will know when the lightning comes. In any case, this thing has put forward many concepts of lightning faction. Even if it doesn't succeed, it can barely be classified as a three star item."
"That's good." The short old man nodded: "This man should have a deep understanding of the power of lightning. He knows how to use the latest plastic material as an insulator. Perhaps it is the work of Belo. He has been studying lightning for decades. Now it's time for him to be promoted to master."
Eivissa faintly smiled but didn't answer. Belo was a friend of the short old man. Naturally, he was favored by the latter. But in Eivissa's opinion, there were no less than three people who had the talent to make this thing. The only thing that made him regret was that he had asked his students two days ago. But they weren't the ones who made this thing. Otherwise, he would be proud of himself.
Rumble ~ ~!
At this time, a muffled sound of thunder echoed in the sky.
Eivissa and the short old man were startled. Their eyes lit up as they said: "Get ready! Everyone retreat!"
The architects who were busy in front of the steeple quickly finished the final work. They quickly retreated and followed Eivissa and the short old man to leave the place. They went to another high-rise building next to it. Eivissa and the short old man wore binoculars that were covered with plastic protection. They looked up at the gloomy clouds. A heavy rain was imminent.
At this time, a staff member of the Divine Hall brought a few large umbrellas for them to use when it rained.
Eivissa looked back and was shocked: "Take that thing away! Do you want to kill us?"
The architects also noticed the mistake of the young staff member. The latter was at a loss and nervous. They rushed forward and snatched the umbrellas from his hands. They threw it in the corridor behind them. The umbrellas were made of metal. It was easy to attract lightning. One of the architects shouted: "Bastard! Are you blind? You dare to let us hold the umbrellas here? Get some raincoats!"
The young staff immediately realized his mistake. He was so scared that his face turned pale. His legs trembled as he answered in a trembling voice and hurriedly turned around and ran away.
After a moment, Eivissa and others put on raincoats as they stood on the floor.
Rumble ~ ~!
Thunder and lightning swam in the dark clouds. Electric snakes tore through the sky and lit up the gloomy world. It was as if it was daytime in an instant.
The short old man whispered as he stared at the steeple giant: "You have arranged the iron to attract lightning. When the lightning comes down, it will definitely hit."
Eivissa squinted his eyes as he looked at the steeple giant.
Boom!
The sound of thunder suddenly echoed.
The pressure in the air decreased as the humidity gradually increased. After seven or eight minutes, Eivissa felt cold in his nose. It was a drop of rain. He looked up at the sky and immediately put on his rain hat as he waited quietly.
Boom!
A thick purple lightning crossed the sky. It seemed as if a flood dragon was leaping. The purple lightning split from the middle and fell on the metal pole on top of the steeple giant along with the drizzle. The bright purple lightning twisted ten meters away from them. It seemed as if the steeple giant was the hand of a god. It caught the lightning snake from the clouds and held it in its hand.
Eivissa and others' pupils shrank. They felt a slight numbness on their skin and scalp. Their whole body was aroused with goosebumps. Their blood couldn't help but speed up. They were shocked by the magnificent scene in front of them. But they were also stimulated by the electrostatic field attached to the lightning.
The lightning stayed on the retinas for less than two seconds. Then it gradually disappeared. The steeple giant was still intact.
Eivissa and the short old man raised their binoculars to look at the steeple giant. They found that there was no trace of damage on the ground. They couldn't help but jump. They knew that the invention was successful!
Boom!
Another bolt of lightning struck down, hitting the giant spire and wrapping around the metal pole.
When the lightning disappeared, the ground was still unscathed.
At this time, the rain was getting heavier and the lightning was getting fiercer.
Rumble ~ ~!
The lightning was pulled down from the sky and hit the steeple giant. Ordinary lightning rods naturally couldn't have such a high rate of lightning. But in order to verify the effect of the lightning rod, Eivissa arranged a lot of iron around the lightning rod. It greatly increased the probability of lightning falling. At the same time, because of the giant wall, it had some influence on the climate. The height of the clouds was generally lower than outside the giant wall. This was one of the reasons why lightning was one of the main disasters inside the giant wall.
The lightning rod was unscathed in the continuous lightning strikes.
Eivissa and the others watched the scene of lightning flashing more than ten meters away. They were shocked at the beginning but gradually intoxicated by the magnificence of the lightning. It was like watching a great art exhibition.
The rain lasted for more than three hours. Eivissa, the short old man and others stood in the rain for more than three hours. Even if they were the highest master of opera or music, they wouldn't be able to stand in the rain for more than three hours.
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In the castle.
The oil lamp on the wall burned quietly, and the fragrant light warmed the entire hall. All the windows were closed, and the rain gently fell outside the window. Two maids stood quietly together, and it was obvious that their legs were a little sore from standing, but they still quietly persevered. Sergei, Gwyneth, Jin and others were sitting on the sofa. They were eating the newly bought fruits. Dudian stood in front of a window. He gently opened the window and looked at the crystal clear rain. Although it looked clean and bright, but he could see that the water was light black.
Naturally it wasn't because the ground was too dirty.
"Master, are you cold?" Nicholas came forward and asked in a respectful tone.
Dudian didn't look back: "Come here."
Nicholas was startled but still took a small step forward.
Dudian asked: "What do you see?"
Nicotine was taken aback. He looked out of the window and asked doubtfully, "Rain?"
"Where does the rain come from?"
"Of course it comes from the dark clouds."
"Where does the dark clouds come from?"
"Uh … This slave doesn't know."
Dudian was silent. He seemed to be lost as he whispered: "Have you ever thought about the meaning of human life?"
Nicholas was slightly startled, his eyes flashed as he said: "This servant does not understand such a philosophical question. I only know that my purpose here is to serve you well. Although I have offended you many times in the past, and my heart is rebellious, but now that I am old, I do not want to struggle anymore. I hope Master can trust me once more."
Dudian retracted his eyes and looked at Nicholas. Nicholas's eyes were calm and full of sincerity. Dudian raised his hand and patted Nicholas's shoulder: "Prepare a carriage for me. I'm going to the Ryan family."
"Yes." Nicholas replied in a respectful tone.
Sergei and others heard that Dudian was going to go out. Jin said: "I'll go with you."
"No need."
Sergei casually said as he peeled a fruit: "You have been going to the Ryan family every night for the past few days. Have you taken a fancy to a lady of the Ryan family?"
Dudian glanced at him but didn't say anything. He waited for Nicholas to prepare the carriage. He put on a raincoat and got into the carriage.
Dudian took the carriage to a butcher's shop in a remote town. Dudian spent two silver coins to buy an iron back pig that weighed two hundred pounds. It was a high-grade type of pig. The meat quality was close to that of beef.
Like last time, Dudian asked the butcher to slaughter the Ironback Pig and put it into the carriage. Then he drove the carriage to the suburbs. He left the carriage in a small town hotel near the fortress. He asked the proprietress to clean the carriage and take good care of it. He dragged the Ironback Boar that he had tossed into the bushes outside the town and left quickly under the cover of the night. After a while, he arrived at a remote place in the Stronghold. As he had expected, the patrols were relatively loose on rainy days. Moreover, this Stronghold was remote and the barbarians had never attacked this place before. As a result, the number of guards here was not bad.
Dean carried the Ironback Pig on his back and quickly climbed over the fortress. The weight of two hundred pounds was like a weapon to him. It was not heavy at all. After sneaking across the fortress, he immediately flew away in the darkness.
After a moment, Dean came to the place where splitter was kept. He went into the desolate building and opened the hole covered by the branches on the ground. He carried the ironback pig and jumped into the basement. He saw splitter sleeping soundly in the cage.
The moment he landed on the ground, splitter heard movement. It raised its head and saw Dudian. It squeaked a few times as it saw Dudian. It seemed to be excited as it rubbed the cage with its scythe arms.
Dudian pulled out the dagger and cut off the iron back pig's trotters. He threw them into the gap of the tungsten steel cage. The scythe arms of splitter swarmed up and cut the trotters into seven or eight pieces. It picked them up from the ground and ate them.
The dagger in Dudian's hand was used to kill monsters. It was easy to cut the iron back pig's body and threw it into the cage to feed splitter. In just a few days the color of splitter's carapace was slightly darker than before. But there was still a layer of color that hadn't faded. It looked like the paint was applied unevenly.
Dudian had seen the previous splitter that he had killed. The color of the whole body had changed to a very dark color in just five days. The carapace and scythe arms looked very strong and hard. But splitter was a bit miserable. It had been four days but it didn't grow much. The color of the carapace hadn't completely changed. The main reason was that the nutrition it ate was too poor.
"Little guy, be obedient. I'll kill your mother in a few days. Then we can go outside the giant wall together. I'll let you enjoy a little freedom." Dudian threw the pork to splitter as he talked to himself.
Splitter quickly ate the pork that was thrown into the cage. It was very happy and excited. After all, it was the only meal it had every day.
Dudian put on a raincoat and took out a small sachet that was hanging around his neck. It was different from the other sachets. It didn't contain spices but the blood and dried shell of splitter.
Dudian returned to the giant wall after leaving the basement.
After several back and forth, Dudian was familiar with the route. Half an hour later, he bypassed a desolate mountain range. Suddenly, he saw a shadow swaying at the foot of the mountain in front of him, like a ghost.
Dean was surprised. He fixed his eyes on them and couldn't help but be startled. He saw that in the drizzle, the silhouettes were connected to each other. It looked like more than a dozen people. These people were in a team, holding strange long weapons in their hands, quietly moving in one direction.
Dudian's heart skipped a beat. Barbarians? He quietly pushed aside the grass and approached. He immediately saw the appearance of these people clearly. Some were tall, some were short, but their skin was dark and rough. They looked like people from remote tribes like India in the West in the old era. They had beast tooth collars around their necks, and in their hands were weapons inlaid with beast bones and wooden sticks. At their waists were fine short knives. They seemed a bit out of place.
Dudian thought of the knives he had picked up last time outside the giant wall. His face slightly changed. He didn't think that the knives were really used by barbarians.
He saw that the barbarians didn't have raincoats. They didn't care about the rain falling on their bodies.
At the moment the barbarians went to a steep wall that was overgrown with weeds. The barbarians at the front pushed away the weeds and went in. The rest of the barbarians went in and put the weeds back to the original position. Dudian estimated that he wouldn't have noticed the barbarians' nest if he didn't see them enter.
He gently sniffed. Although the rain diluted the smell but he could still smell a mixture of human and beast. He remembered the smell and quietly left the place.
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