As a great musician who had seen the prayers of the Saint Truth, Lucien soon realized that the beggar-like dwarves were worshipping him as their God of Steam and the Master of Life and Death. They were so pious that they almost looked like fanatics.
"This is the Night Highland. It was once occupied by dwarves and then conquered by vampires."
"They should be the descendants of dwarves from the steam civilization. There was still a group that was not destroyed. They were kept as cattle, sheep, miners, and blacksmiths by the vampires."
"They were probably dwarves who ran away and accidentally found the relic left by their ancestors. They took the teleportation circle as the altar and the incomplete information about the dwarves who tried to learn magic at the end of the steam civilization as the 'God Summoning Manual'." So I was teleported here during a ritual to worship the gods? "
"The few vampires seemed to be here to annihilate them. After I killed them with 'Elemental Order' and 'Immortal Death', they were more convinced that I was the so-called 'God of Steam' and 'Master of Life and Death'."
Lucien's brain was working fast. It did not take him long to figure out what had happened based on the prayers, the situation on the spot, what happened before, and the murals around.
"So, I used magic to make them forget this part of their memory in case they were caught by the vampires?" Lucien's first reaction was to keep it a secret.
However, as he looked around, Lucien saw the iron furnaces, steam hammers, and other items in the rooms on the left and right. Lucien suddenly thought of something. "They still have the basic knowledge of the steam civilization? And they can even do complicated smelting? "
"If I want to simplify and popularize alchemical items, I need skilled 'workers' who can make gears and other things, right?" If a large batch of dwarves could join and pass on the knowledge, the problem would be solved. "
Because the alchemical items had been monopolized by sorcerers for a long time, and the Congress was reluctant to let the apprentices who were trained to do manual labor, except for the common blacksmiths, there were not many ordinary people who could join the alchemical workshops in Holm and other countries. This problem had been troubling Lucien, who wanted to popularize alchemical items. It would not only bring him enormous wealth, but also shake the foundation of the Church's faith.
Originally, it would take several generations to build a relatively large 'working class'. However, the appearance of the dwarves from the steam civilization made Lucien see the dawn of solving the problem in one generation.
"Almighty God of Steam, may your supreme name be spread across the world!" The dwarves' pious prayers drifted into Lucien's ears, and he quickly came up with a plan. Lucien could make them work for the Congress of Magic in the name of God. In this way, they would be loyal to the dwarves would not run to the dwarves and leak the core information of alchemical items. also, it would be much easier to make them sign a magic contract with the order of God...
Although Lucien's life-saving grace and a magic contract could basically solve the problem, most of the dwarves would definitely choose to be the vampire's food, slave, or new industrial worker without hesitation. However, since there was a better way to add another layer of insurance, Lucien would not turn it down.
"I still have a task to complete. The transmission circle set up in this space node could not send people out on a large scale, and it would be easily discovered by the vampire princes if it was activated too frequently. It would be better to let the dwarves hide in the Night Highland and develop more dwarves."
Lucien decided to apply to the Congress for the Portal to Alternate Realm after he finished his task. By then, he would take away all the dwarves who were willing to follow him to avoid a head-on war with the vampires.
If the Congress of Magic suddenly had a war with the vampires over the Night Highland, it would definitely be the South Church that would wake up laughing.
As for the casualties of the dwarves, although Lucien was compassionate, he could still make the decision coldly. Who would want to be "liberated" without paying the price of blood? It was not like treating the dwarves to dinner!
The fourth-circle spell, Advanced Invisibility, would not be dispelled during the attack. Therefore, Lucien took out a tube of crystal-like liquid from his magic pouch and gently pulled out the cork.
The dreamy liquid immediately turned into colorless and odorless air and covered the whole hall.
…
Ecstasy, gratitude, and excitement made the dwarves pray and repeat their prayers, as if a happy new life was about to begin. How wonderful it would be to live a life free of the vampires' cruel enslavement and murder?
Suddenly, Harold felt that the cool wind blowing over him became slightly hot. He opened his eyes and was surprised to see that the gray stone bricks in front of him had turned into yellow, hot sand.
"Go, go to the depths of the desert and find my kingdom."
"Go, you'll find everything you want there."
A grand, ethereal, majestic, and sacred voice came from the misty sky, making Harold and the other dwarves lower their heads again and stick close to the scorching sand. "We honor your holy name and carry out your will. Our supreme Lord, you dominate everything in the world."
After a long time, the voice stopped. The Chief Elder carefully and humbly raised his head. He saw that the underground palace had turned into a boundless desert, and the outline of an oasis was faintly visible in the distance.
"Is this the power of God?" The same question came out of the dwarves' mouth again, but this time, it was full of awe and admiration.
The hot wind blew over their faces. The dwarves stood there, stunned. They were shocked by the desert scenery that they had never seen but only heard of. They were also shocked by the boundless desert.
"Is that the sun? Is this daytime? " Harold murmured to himself, looking at the scorching white fireball in the sky. The Chief Elder and the other dwarves were awakened. Yes, this place was completely different from the Night Highland!
After a while, the dwarf girl Myrna asked in confusion, "Chief Elder, where should we go?"
"Where should we go?" The Chief Elder paused for a second, and then he remembered the oracle of the God of Steam, "Let's go deep into the desert! Let's find the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth! "
Hearing the Grand Elder's emotional words, Harold was thrilled. "Grand Elder, can we get the complete heritage of the steam civilization in that place? I want to build a city of steam as you described! "
"That's right, Grand Elder. Like Harold, I want to see a forest of black chimneys. I want to see an airship that can fly like a bird with the power of steam. I want to see the terrifying cannons on the airships." Quiggins was so excited that his whole body was trembling. This was the highest dream of the dwarves who got the incomplete heritage by accident, the giant steam city that symbolized glory and glory!
Looking at the pretty Myrna, whose face was blushing, and the other dwarves whose eyes and beards were trembling, the Chief Elder raised his arms and shouted,
"The great Lord of Life and Death tells us that we can get everything there!"
"Let's go deep into the desert!"
"Steam above! Let's go deep into the desert! "The other dwarves answered in unison.
… …
There was no specific path, no clear direction, but the dwarves all felt that something was calling them from afar. Therefore, none of them lost their way and walked in the desert with difficulty.
After walking for a long time, the dry and scorching sun and the fierce wind mixed with yellow sand made the strong dwarves realize the horror of the desert. They all felt thirsty and dizzy.
"Myrna, are you alright?" Harold saw the dwarf girl beside him was about to fall, so he quickly helped her up.
Myrna gritted her teeth and shook her head, "I'm fine. This is the test of the Lord. I'll stick to it until I reach the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth!"
Her firm words made the other dwarves straighten their backs again. Yes, this was the test of the Lord. If they could not even survive this, how could they get the favor of the God of Steam?
Suddenly, the Chief Elder's voice came to everyone's ears, "Look! Look over there!"
The dwarves followed the Chief Elder's finger and looked into the distance. They saw a giant city in the oasis on the horizon.
"That's it! That's the place the Oracle showed us! "
When they were most desperate and thirsty, they found the "spring". The dwarves burst out all their enthusiasm and quickly approached the blurry giant city.
The distance was getting shorter and shorter, and the city was getting clearer and clearer. Suddenly, a huge roar came from the sky.
The dwarves all looked up and saw a horrible giant bird flying from the other side of the sky to the giant city.
When the strange giant bird flew over their heads, the roar became louder and louder. The dwarves' ears were buzzing, and they finally saw the real face of the strange bird.
It was not a bird, but a mechanical object wrapped in a silver-white metal shell!
Its size was so huge that it seemed that it could swallow all the dwarves on the spot.
The strange bird flew lower and lower, slower and slower, and gradually disappeared near the city.
"Chief Elder, is … is that an airship?" Harold asked in shock. Why did it look so different from the murals?
The Chief Elder shook his head blankly, "It's not an airship. Airships can't fly so fast, but it must be manufactured!"
"Then what is it?" All the dwarves seemed to be asking themselves.
The Chief Elder gritted his teeth, "You'll know when we get to the city."
So the dwarves continued on their way. They were shrouded in silence. They did not know what they would see when they got close to the city.
The distance seemed to be much shorter than they thought. Ten minutes later, they arrived at the edge of the oasis and saw the city clearly.
Loud gasps came from the dwarves' team. This was a city beyond their imagination!
On one side of the city, there were the tall chimneys and strangely shaped factories that they were "familiar with" and "yearning for". In several other places of the city, there were many buildings that were even taller than the chimneys. Even the most exaggerated legends of the steam civilization had never seen such tall buildings!
These densely packed high-rise buildings were covered with bright and clean bricks of different colors. Some were black, some were gray, some were silver-white, and some were brownish yellow. Furthermore, from top to bottom, there were rows of transparent windows neatly arranged. They reflected the sunlight and brought out a dreamy feeling.
Between the tall buildings and the factories, there were wide roads. There were even land bridges like water bridges.
On the bridges and on the roads, there were many strange cars made of steel running on the roads. They had smooth lines and were full of beauty.
In the hands of the vague figures guarding the edge of the city, there were metal objects that looked like steam rifles, but smaller and lighter.
Harold did not know that his eyes could be so sharp. He could clearly see the slowly moving elevators in the buildings, and he also saw countless vague figures holding strange machines and talking to their companions in other buildings.
Myrna also saw those vague figures holding plate-like metal objects in their hands. When they pressed them gently, all kinds of scenes appeared on the plate-like metal objects, such as the desert in the distance and the view from the sky, as if there was another world inside!
Unknowingly, the night came, and the lights in the city were turned on one after another. Soon, the city became brightly lit. Looking from afar, it was like a "galaxy" that fell to the earth, bright and dreamy.
The unimaginably gorgeous city scene stunned the dwarves. For a long time, they could not say a word.
Suddenly, a gap appeared on the ground at the edge of the city, and an enormous metal arrow was shot far away with flames spurting out.
"What's that?" The dwarves subconsciously looked at the direction where the fire came from. They did not know what the giant "arrow" was used for.
The arrow fell to the ground from the sky, and a loud noise suddenly burst out.
The dwarves only felt that the ground was shaking violently, and their ears were buzzing. There seemed to be a new sun in the distance. It was hot and dazzling, and it was full of the power to destroy the world.
The bright sun flashed and disappeared, and a huge "mushroom" slowly "opened" there. The ground was burning like hell, and the sky was filled with black smoke like an abyss.
"It's … It's horrible." In the shaking, Harold swallowed hard. He was afraid that the "arrow" could directly destroy the Night Highland.
The Chief Elder and the rest of the dwarves were also deeply frightened. They had never seen such a horrible explosion. It seemed that the explosion could destroy everything!
Shocked, they looked back at the dreamy city again, and looked at the bright lights flowing like a galaxy.
"Chief Elder, where is this place? Harold blurted out in fear and excitement, "This is even more … unimaginable than the steam city you described!"
"What … What is this city? It's even more incredible than the legendary steam paradise! "Under the great shock, the rest of the dwarves had also forgotten the purpose of coming here.
Myrna trembled and murmured to herself, "This is …"
The grand and majestic voice sounded again:
"This is Atlantis."
"This is my country."
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