Pitch-black smoke rose into the sky.
After countless towers broke, the rusty tower forest where the dark clouds had dispersed did not receive a clear sky. Instead, it was shrouded in an even thicker darkness.
Scorching hot wind mixed with a pungent smell blew in the sky, rolling up thick smoke and spreading in all directions.
The original Skull Settlement had already turned into a piece of scorched earth.
Now, on the scorched earth, a huge furnace was releasing rolling heat, like a pitch-black monster crawling on the ground.
The terrifying fire had burned for two days and nights.
Countless steel birds hovered in the air, rising and falling in flocks. They pulled ropes and threw truckloads of materials into the furnace.
In the factory made of huge machinery, roars continuously sounded.
The kobolds wearing gas masks were already black from the smoke. They moved in the thick smoke, moving carts of iron ingots that had not yet cooled down from the assembly line and sending them to the processing equipment at the other end. Then, the equipment at the other end spat out the finished products and sent them to the next processing window along the conveyor belt of the assembly line.
Smelting, forging, stamping, welding … Those huge and crude ancient models had long been eliminated in the Modern Realm. Now, they were put to use again in Hell.
At the end of the assembly line, hundreds of cyborgs were urgently busy. They followed Beelzebub's instructions and hurriedly assembled the large equipment.
These cyborgs with goat horns and bleating were all Gregory's reserve tools.
Using the miracle of the Golden Fleece and the Dragon Tooth Soldier to smelt, they had a considerable degree of adaptability.
Their names were written on scrolls made of wool and gold thread and transcribed with ashes. They were given a secret ritual during the process of their birth.
The bodies of Morning and Evening were just their carriers. After years of use and maintenance, they already had the knowledge and ability to operate alchemy instruments and perform precise operations.
Now, under their operation, the originally mighty and ferocious Sun Ship was beyond recognition …
It was disassembled again.
The outer armor that had been welded was completely dismantled and then melted back into the furnace for reconstruction and maintenance. The hull was also disassembled under the large hoisting equipment.
It was like a whale being dissected.
All the buildings on the ship were dismantled, the hull was cut open, the deck was overturned, the ship frame was reorganized, and all the equipment and instruments were placed around the ship.
Many different cabin structures welcomed a new round of adjustments. All the mainframes, transmission layers, propulsion structures, auxiliary machines, and other equipment were exposed.
"This is too much, sob sob sob, this is too much."
Raymond wiped his tears at the side. "Sun Ship, my Sun Ship."
"Alright, alright, that's enough."
The Red Dragon's avatar was right next to him. It glanced at him from the corner of its eyes. "Free modifications and upgrades. I didn't even cry, so why are you crying? At worst, we can just change it back later. "
"That's what I'm crying about!"
Raymond wiped away his snot and tears, feeling even sadder. "Think about it, I still have to change it when I go back. How many f * cking loans do I have to pay off?
I might even have to be a tool for another ninety years! "
The thought of having to live another ninety years of a life where people would shoot you with cannons just because you were sitting in a chair was enough to dishearten him.
At this moment, along with the high-pitched alarm of the crane. A huge shadow slowly swept across the sky.
A huge dragon skeleton covered in iron light slowly descended from the sky under the pull of steel cables, causing a low rumble.
That was the skeleton of the Dwarf King.
It was a solid material that even the Ultimate and alchemy fires could not handle. It was a precious material that had an extremely strong conductivity against all disasters and miracles.
The temporary furnace did not have the temperature to completely smelt them, but this did not prevent them from being reused after modification.
This was especially true after Huai Shi had perfectly disassembled all of the bones.
After the continuous reconstruction by Anton and Gregory these days, the skeleton was pieced back together with the recast iron.
The interior was inscribed with alchemy arrays as conduction, and then covered with six layers of different alloys as protection. What was finally formed was the brand new keel of Sun Ship!
Other than this, some of the nerves and blood vessels were also preserved under Gregory's suggestion.
After being processed by alchemy, this part of the material replaced the original composite cables, reducing their need for high-precision chips and instruments. The conduction efficiency was even better than before.
After all, it was the former Dwarf King.
Even though he had been reborn and had been demoted from his position as the ruler, his corpse still contained many amazing effects.
"His entire body is a treasure!"
Forster looked at the position of the furnace and sighed. "It has been burning for two days, and it can still produce continuously. Isn't it a little too resistant to burning?"
"After all, it is the skeleton of the ruler, plus the four crown-wearers, and most of the life force of the Rusty Pagoda Forest. It is not strange."
Gregory smacked his lips, only to feel that his mouth was full of the taste of lemon.
It was too sour.
Who asked him to not only have good materials, but also good tools?
With the pure medium of St. Germain's alchemy fire and the secret apparatus of Helios, even a stone could be squeezed out of oil.
Such a good thing, even a great master would be jealous.
In the end, Huai Shi only used it to make steel, make explosives, and make red bottles. He was so angry that he was about to die.
It wasn't that he hadn't thought about tutoring Huai Shi, but he hadn't expected that Huai Shi's foundation would be so strange.
As soon as he left the field of metalworking and Origin Substances, it was as if he didn't have any talent in other areas at all. And he had relied on his Sealing Hand and Artificing Technique to push himself up to this level. He was so biased in these two areas that he couldn't even begin to imagine.
Just the high-level basic applications of metamorphic chemistry was enough for Gregory to get to the point of cerebral hemorrhage.
In the end, he also gave up.
This kind of thing really couldn't be forced … …
Just as the two of them were chatting, a roaring sound could be heard in the distance, and a scorching wind once again rose.
In the stinky wind, the thick smoke in the sky stirred, combining with the water vapor and sprinkling down a greyish black rain. When it fell to the ground, it flowed thickly.
It was like asphalt, hissing and sizzling.
Under the huge curtain, Foster smoked as he looked at the billowing smoke and flames behind the curtain of rain. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh as he thought about everything that they had personally created.
"A man-made hell and a natural hell. When these two things are placed together, it's almost impossible to tell which is more hellish."
"They're both hells. There's no difference."
Gregory thought for a moment, then replied, "However, we can at least choose one of them."
"Curry-Flavored dog poop and dog-shit-flavored curry. There's not much to choose from."
Forster leaned against the recliner and covered his face with his hat. "I'm going to sleep for a while. Remember to wake me up for dinner … … right, what are we having for dinner?"
"Uh, curry?"
"… …"
In the silence, the sound of snoring came from under the hat.
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In the darkness, Huai Shi stood in a hot and humid greenhouse.
Under the Evergreen Settlement, the four walls were inlaid with gray scale-like bricks. They overlapped with each other, as if this place was already surrounded and enveloped by a giant snake.
On the bricks, there were murals from the Abyss, describing the endless wars, the existence of the Eternal Ring, the merciful and cruel Mother of Nature, and the great achievements of countless serpent-people warriors … …
The temperature was too humid and hot for humans, but for the serpent-people, it was quite comfortable and pleasant. Standing in it, one could vaguely hear the sound of countless eggs on the ground around them.
Under the command of the shamans, the pregnant serpent-people also stood quietly outside with their babies in their arms, not making any sound.
"According to your request, everything is ready, Sir Huai Shi." The elder respectfully reported, "If you have any other needs, you can let me know at any time."
"No need, this is enough."
Huai Shi looked around and did not ask for any more auxiliary mystic instruments or tributes.
Originally, there should be more blood and offerings here, praying to the Eternal Ring and asking it to bestow a blessing to strengthen the vitality of the young serpent-people.
However, the blessing of the Young Arbiter of Fate did not need to be so troublesome. As long as Huai Shi was present, it would be enough. It did not even conflict with the serpent-people's transformation ritual, and could even be superimposed.
Moreover, he still had the Divine Mark – Heaven's Inquisition in his hands.
Although he could not use it completely, as a medium for the mystic instrument, there was nothing more suitable for the Young Arbiter of Fate's divinity.
The only requirement was darkness.
Pure darkness.
Not a single ray of light.
Only in this way could the Shadow Origin Substance circulate smoothly.
When Huai Shi pulled out the jade crown, the Void of End automatically activated, covering the entire greenhouse.
All of the light was extinguished, but unexpectedly, the darkness did not give off a sense of terror. Instead, it gave off a sense of tranquility and serenity.
They couldn't help but relax.
Even the elder subconsciously yawned, feeling a wave of drowsiness wash over him. He woke up with a start, only to discover that the serpent-people around him had all lowered their eyes at some point.
They had all fallen into a light sleep.
Huai Shi slowly walked through the darkness. He took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, and struck the first note.
In that moment, the ritual had already begun.
Within the darkness, the echoes continued to echo. The continuous sound overlapped with each other, forming a gradually fading rhythm. When Huai Shi struck the drum a second time, a new wave of energy was poured into the rhythm, causing the dissipating echoes to resonate once more.
The faint, low sounds overlapped with each other.
In the end, they formed a dream-like sound, as if an invisible spirit was playing a melody. Amidst the sound of the drum and flute, a distant, indistinct humming began to spread.
Within the darkness, Huai Shi closed his eyes.
He began to sing along with the melody, "Autumn orchids are willowy, flowers are growing in the hall, green leaves are pure, and fragrant. My wife has a beautiful child, why does she worry? "
Autumn orchids and thin leaves filled the courtyard, the green leaves interspersed with pure white flowers, their fragrance lingering in the air. My wife is pregnant, why does she worry?
Huai Shi was singing the Young Arbiter of Fate's chapter from the Nine Songs.
As the song echoed, he could sense the divinity in his soul begin to move on its own, and it began to show signs of splitting.
However, this was not a collapse, but rather a natural phenomenon.
It had split in two.
After it broke free from his control, it began to move in the darkness, as if it was gathering into a graceful and noble silhouette. Immediately after, when countless miraculous light spots sprinkled down like rain, a low and mellow singing voice rang out from the operation of the divinity, matching Huai Shi's singing voice.
It was as if the real Young Arbiter of Fate had descended.
"Autumn orchids are green, green leaves are purple stems, the hall is full of beauties, but suddenly, I am the only one …"
Using orchids to refer to children and descendants, it was as if the deceased God had cast a gentle gaze from the distant past to the present, giving his blessings.
Under the gaze of the distant gaze, everything was bestowed with the blessings of the Young Arbiter of Fate. The joy of meeting, and the sorrow of parting.
The divinities of the Great Arbiter of Fate and the Young Arbiter of Fate resonated with each other, showering mercy to hell.
After a long time, when the lingering sound of the song had dissipated, the tranquil darkness had also gradually dissipated. Under the faint illumination of the light, all the recipients in the greenhouse realized that the corners of their eyes were wet.
They could not help but shed tears.
The sound of eggshells cracking could be heard, and more and more hatchlings broke out of their shells. They lifted their wet noses and sniffed the hot and humid air.
There was also the fragrance of the orchids that was gradually dissipating.
The sound of chirping was fragmented.
It was full of vitality.
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