Huai Shi did not expect that Garland would not give him a blank check this time. Instead, he gave him a huge discount for free. Even Huai Shi found it hard to believe.
"You're leaving it to me?"
"What else?"
Garland asked. "I can't let you do alchemy and let an old thing like me, who doesn't even know what a battlefield looks like, command, right?"
"That's … not impossible."
Anyway, it was not the first time that the great master did not speak human language. Huai Shi was already very experienced. He did not give Garland a chance to refute and asked again, "What if I want to contact you?"
"… Just look for Rachel."
After a moment of silence, Garland glanced at the cowering alchemist behind him. "He will contact me. Do you have any other questions?"
Huai Shi shook his head and turned to leave.
However, Rachel, who was left behind, subconsciously chased after him and called out, "Great … Great master …"
Garland turned back and looked at him.
But Rachel was stunned in place. He wanted to say something but hesitated. Finally, he lowered his head and asked, "Is there anything else you want me to do?"
"No, you're on your own."
Garland retracted his gaze indifferently and disappeared. Only Rachel was still stunned on the spot and became dispirited. Soon, he noticed Huai Shi's interested gaze.
"I feel like there's some kind of deal between you two that I don't know about." Huai Shi stroked his chin and asked curiously, "Is it convenient to tell me?"
"It's none of your business!"
Rachel glared at him and wanted to say something, but after seeing the pile of strange things behind Huai Shi, he suddenly lost his courage and found a corner to squat down.
Huai Shi and the friendly giant dog beside him looked at each other and heard a loud roar in the distance.
The earth was shaking slightly.
Huai Shi thought for a moment and returned to the throne of the Sunmaker. He looked up and saw a huge figure walking out of the thick smoke and fire.
Giants?
The hunched and emaciated figures were so large that when they staggered forward, the entire land of Helios trembled.
No, that's not right. I feel like I've seen him somewhere in the underworld …
When the flames dissipated, the incomplete halos hovering above their heads slowly appeared.
The naked and skinny giants were wearing collars that pierced their necks. As if they had been tortured, they staggered forward under the pull of countless chains.
Blood dripped down.
Traces of broken wings could still be seen on their backs.
It was as if an angel in the legends had fallen into the hands of a demon. After being tortured, it had fallen into madness.
He unconsciously swung his arms, and in the endless nightmare, he opened his mouth and roared, but there was no sound. Only the sound of a true tidal wave spread out.
Even from a distance of a thousand meters, the outer walls of the Twilight Village were faintly shaken.
As a follower of the kings of hell, Gala was already used to war. He had personally participated in and commanded countless fierce battles.
At this moment, after seeing the bombardment of the Twilight Village, he made a countermeasure without hesitation. On one hand, he dispersed the density of the large group of hell and used the tactic of dispersing the troops to reduce the damage of the artillery. Then, he stirred up the fog to cover the battlefield and conceal his own existence.
Soon, in the thick fog, siege weapons appeared.
Those gigantic creatures that looked like deformed angels whose wings had been torn apart were still silently singing and praising God with their halos above their heads.
Even if their gods had already fallen into hell, even if they themselves had been distorted into crazy monsters.
The artillery that fell from the sky fell into the range of the Ode of the Abyss. It quietly turned into iron powder and fell from the sky. Before it fell to the ground, it rotted into poisonous dust.
It was like a copper-green rain.
Under the protection of the distorted angels, the large group of hell slowly moved forward, like pieces of wriggling black spots, squeezing closer to the edge of the Twilight Village.
Above the Eternal Frost Furnace, the giant eye in the alchemy fire opened again, and the red light spewed out.
It swept across in an instant.
The long distance was crossed in an instant. The invisible sound was cut, and there was a strange sound like a bubble bursting. The blazing light beam left deep burn marks on the bodies of three or four distorted angels and cut off the head of an angel.
The head that was like a boulder fell to the ground, but the lips were still opening and closing, singing silently.
The body that lost its head was still moving forward.
Even after burning the chains, its speed was unbelievably fast.
The Angel, who had lost control, trampled over its allies and danced wildly. It was now heading straight for the Twilight Village.
Countless artillery fire shrouded its body, smashing its huge body into pieces. But its limbs that were riddled with holes still swayed forward.
It crashed straight into the high metal wall, shaking the cracks on it one after another. It actually resisted the self-repair of the high wall and forcibly tore open a crack.
The stinky blood flowed and fertilized the large group of hell below, giving birth to another round of distortion.
A gap was torn open in the defense of the Twilight Village.
It was wide open.
Huai Shi frowned. The giant eye of the Eternal Frost Furnace burned divinity to attack, and the consumption was too large. One shot cost four or five points, which was enough to buy a limited edition Huai Shi.
It was not cost-effective to use it to deal with this kind of thing.
But now, with Garland's gift pack, it was not like there was no way to restrain it.
He raised his head and looked to the side.
He pointed to the distorted angel that was rapidly approaching in the distance. "That thing, can you catch it alive?"
The paladin covered in steel knelt on one knee and reported, "It's easy to kill it, but it's difficult to catch it alive. We don't have the tools to deal with that kind of opponent."
"What if we add this?"
Huai Shi took out the Rope of Sorrow and handed it over.
The paladin raised both hands and took it, saying firmly, "It will not disappoint you!"
"Very good."
Huai Shi nodded. "Then let me see the bravery of Charlemagne's knights."
The paladin got up, left a messenger behind, and turned to leave.
Soon, a high-pitched horn sound burst out from the tight formation under the Eternal Frost Furnace. Iron light flashed, and countless high-pitched sounds of steel rubbing against each other were heard. Flags were raised high again.
But this time, it was not the flag of Charlemagne, but the flag of Decaying Dream that represented the authority of the Great Master of Fate!
Without needing Huai Shi's instructions, most of the knights had already gone to the high wall to help defend the city. And in front of the huge crack, a line of cavalry covered in heavy armor was ready to go. Their iron hooves stomped on the ground, and sparks burst out.
They stared indifferently at the surging black tide in the distance. Hurricanes with ashes flew in from outside the crack, bringing with them ear-piercing screams and cries.
He was solemn and silent, as if he was frozen ice.
When the paladin named Roland got on his warhorse and pointed to the front, the frozen ice instantly cracked, and a mighty stream of iron rushed out from the crack to the battlefield outside with a roar!
Those cold armors reflected the sun in the darkness of the universe, and glowed with a bright and solemn brilliance.
There was no bellow, no bellow, not even a single breath spilling out from beneath their armor. In the instant that the banners were raised, the Legendary Paladins rode their warhorses and charged into the battlefield that was shrouded in mist and flames.
On the golden and white bone chariot, Gala looked up slightly and waved his right hand down.
Then, dozens of chanters behind him picked up the bone flutes and began to play sharp and ear-piercing noises.
In the middle of the army, dozens of huge iron cages trembled violently, as if there were some behemoths struggling violently inside. Soon, when the gates were opened, wriggling aberrations crawled out from the cages.
Those aberrations with twisted limbs chewed on their watchers, and their sharp bone spurs were soon covered with sweet and fragrant food. Under the urging and edict of the flutes, they quickly raised their heads again from the blood and looked at the knights who were galloping out of the crack.
Hissing sounds burst out.
The huge aberrations' bodies swelled again and pounced in the direction of the knights.
The billowing stench of blood rushed to their faces.
In front of Charlemagne's knights, the leading paladin, Roland, lifted the heavy lance beside the saddle indifferently and gripped it tightly. The sound of steel rubbing against each other constantly burst out behind him.
The silent knights had already pulled out their weapons, gripped the reins tightly, and sped up. Sparks hung from the iron hooves on the ground, and the roar of galloping became louder and louder.
Without any hesitation, they aimed at the aberrations in front of them.
The eyes behind the armor did not waver at all.
Only the iron light and the black tide were rapidly approaching each other, and the moment they were about to touch, Roland suddenly burst out with a high-pitched roar.
It was like thunder.
Brilliant golden light circulated around the knights, and in an instant, the speed of the entire iron stream accelerated again. Accompanied by the violent tremors of the earth, there were flames rising from their bodies.
The scorching red steel was burning, plowing a dark scorch mark on the earth.
The flames burned fiercely and turned into a torrent, spreading to both sides.
Only pitch-black body fluids could be seen splashing out like rainwater.
The cone-shaped formation brazenly rushed forward, tearing apart the aberrations in front of them with irresistible force, and went against the flow again!
The most primitive and violent impact of potential energy brought about the most tragic and direct effect. Wherever it passed, all flesh and blood were smashed into a pulp, as if countless iron hammers had smashed through and torn apart.
Under the protection of the brilliant golden light, not a single person was hurt.
The artillery fire of the Twilight Village caught up with them at just the right time, covering the front line torn apart by the knights, burying everything in fire and decay.
At the forefront, Roland had already rushed into the chanting of the aberrated angels.
The inaudible chanting reverberated in the air like a tsunami, but the invisible tsunami was immediately torn apart by the cavalry that broke in. The paladins of Charlemagne, who suddenly spread out to both sides, plowed through the large group of hell like the edge of a blade, destroying all opponents as easily as crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.
The Rope of Sorrow extended endlessly, from between their iron horses, quickly wrapping around the limbs of the aberrated angels, entangling them.
The huge monster that staggered forward lowered its head, raised its palm, and slapped the ground.
Roland had already drawn his sword and slashed at the monster!
In an instant, a dazzling iron light flashed, and then a huge arm fell to the ground in a spurt of blood. After sweeping past the two sides like a tide, the chain instantly contracted, and under the efforts of the knights, it tightened again on the aberrated angel's body.
In the roar, the aberrated angel knelt on the ground, trying to prop up its body, but it could not break free from the shackles.
Roland opened his mouth and shouted loudly. The two separated cavalry once again converged. After a large circle, they dragged the heavy prey with the chains and returned to the crack in the Village of Dusk.
The crack that was slowly closing stopped repairing, and then quickly opened like a door. Under the control of Huai Shi, countless heavy steel buildings reversed, and huge grinding wheels rose from them one after another.
When Roland hung the chain on it, it spun rapidly, bursting out countless sparks.
Under the huge power provided by the Eternal Frost Furnace, the grinding wheels began to shrink rapidly, pulling the struggling aberrated angel into the interior of the Twilight Village.
On that straight path, countless steel reversed, revealing the huge structure under the Eternal Frost Furnace. With the opening of layers of gates, dazzling flames were revealed from the deepest part of the darkness.
The molten steel gathered into an ocean, stirring up layers of waves, stinging everyone's eyes.
More and more restraints wrapped around the limbs of the aberrated angel, pulling it inch by inch into the boiling molten iron. Only the tragic screams echoed in the ears of the large group of Hell, bringing a bone-piercing chill.
Such a cruel way of execution …
What was the point?
On the chariot, Gala was stunned for a moment, looking up at the top of the Eternal Frost Furnace.
On the throne of the Sunmaker, Huai Shi was also looking at him.
Smiling.
Lips opened and closed silently.
Across a long distance, he conveyed his praise word by word.
"Your monster is very good —"
At that moment, an even more ear-piercing scream came from the molten iron and spread.
It was as if it had been engulfed by endless despair. It was hard to imagine what kind of encounter would make it cry out like that.
In the furnace, the angel's halo cracked inch by inch, and its scarred face twitched violently, but it was completely covered by the molten iron that had come to life.
The casting began!
It was only now that Gala 'saw' the second half of Huai Shi's sentence clearly from his mouth.
"— Unfortunately, it's mine now!"
Waves suddenly rose in the sea of molten iron, and then the outline of a huge monster climbed out of it. Countless boiling molten iron sprinkled down like a rainstorm.
And the monster, cast with the enemy's divinity, spread out its wings that could cover the entire sea of molten iron!
It was still the combination of [Nirvana Transformation] and [Biological Reconstruction]!
But this time, it was not using its own Origin Equipment, but the siege weapons from the enemy. In the blink of an eye, the target was completely disintegrated through the boiling molten iron, and then it was recast with a different posture.
The huge mechanical insect that used to occupy the underground domain of the Twilight Village, the mechanical monster cast by the Shapeshifter, once again reappeared above Helios.
In the hurricane, a steel moth the size of a building flapped its wings and rose into the sky, hovering in the eternal dim light of the Twilight Village.
Wherever it passed, dark clouds spread, and lightning brewed …
"So cool? Then let's have another one! "
Huai Shi pointed into the distance and turned back to the Paladin. "I want the biggest one."
"As you wish."
Roland nodded.
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