Rubble fell to the ground like rain. When the lightning disappeared and his eyes recovered, Harold saw that Sanelson and the other vampires behind him had already disappeared. The entrance was full of traces of destruction, and the whole hall was shaking as if it would collapse soon.
"How could a small silver coin cause such great damage?" A member of the Mechanical Knight murmured in shock.
Harold immediately came back to himself and yelled, "That's because of the blessing of divine power! The great God of Steam is not only the God of Machines, but also the Lord of Thunder and the Lord of Punishment! "
"Then why silver coins?" Another member of the Mechanical Knight was also confused.
Harold was not a dwarf who was good at religious studies. He racked his brain and said, "It means that the great God of Steam is also the God of Money. He's the God of Gods and the King of Kings. Naturally, he has to rule over many realms. "
Anyway, everything should be attributed to the greatness of God!
This time, the members of the Mechanical Knight had no more questions. Including Harold, all of them put their hands on their chests and prayed to the gate of time and space.
Then, they stepped into the gate of time and space in pairs and left the underground hall in less than half an hour.
As soon as they left, the power that suppressed the vibration of the gate of time and space suddenly disappeared. The space shook violently, and starlight fell off from it. Gradually, the gate of time and space completely collapsed.
After a few days, Sanelson's "father", a duke of vampires, finally found Sanelson because he knew that Sanelson was missing.
"Space node! There's a space node here!" The duke of vampires looked at the collapsed underground palace seriously and no longer cared about Sanelson's situation. Instead, he turned around angrily and said, "No matter how Vlad sleeps to recover, he has to give us an explanation for this!"
"There's an unreported space node in his territory. What if the Church sneaks in?"
After a while, a loud noise came from the direction of Vlad's castle. A furious voice sounded like rolling thunder.
"I'm going to kill the bastard who trapped me here!"
What made him even angrier was that he did not even know who the enemy was, what they had done, or what characteristics they had. Even if he asked someone to use prophecy, he could not find anything.
…
Igniting the torch, an abandoned city appeared in front of Augustus. Thick chimneys, metal pipes, bearings, pistons, springs, and other things were everywhere, showing the obvious style of a steam civilization.
He seemed to have understood something. With dirty tears flowing out of his eyes, he exclaimed in both excitement and sorrow, "This is the place where our ancestors came from. This is our home, the embrace of our 'mother'!"
As he spoke, he knelt on the ground and kissed the cold ground covered with weeds. "We're back. We're finally back!"
The dwarves knelt down one after another, kissing the land of their ancestors and the source of their bloodline, weeping bitterly.
When Harold and the other members of the Mechanical Knight Corps arrived and the dimensional portal disappeared, Augustus took a deep breath and said loudly to the twenty thousand dwarves, "Our destination is not here. We want to go back to the surface, to the homeland of our ancestors, to the beginning of all footsteps, to the beginning of everything. There, we will be reborn! No more slavery, no more tragic deaths, no more painful rebirth! "
"Now, pick up the torch and follow me. Do not hesitate. Do not be afraid. Do not doubt. Follow me firmly. This is the revelation of the God of Steam."
"Steam above!" Torches were set up one after another. Under the guidance of their militia instructors, the dwarves lined up neatly in families and villages and began to walk in the abandoned steam city. As usual, the Mechanical Knight Corps was divided into four groups, guarding the front, back, left, and right respectively.
The city was huge. Outside the torches, there was endless darkness. Only patches of fluorescent moss reflected the green light. However, this did not make the dwarves feel reassured. Instead, it made them even more scared. It seemed that countless monsters were lurking in the darkness, and the green light was their thirsty and bloodthirsty eyes.
However, it was extremely quiet in all directions. Only the echoes of the orderly footsteps could be heard. The team seemed to have fallen into eternal silence. They could never walk out of this place, and they could never finish this road.
When the dwarves began to panic, Augustus' voice came again, "Do not hesitate. Do not be afraid. Do not doubt. Follow me firmly!"
"Yes, sir!" The dwarves replied in a hollow voice.
Augustus raised his scepter high and said, "The God of Steam is with us!"
"He will walk with us. No difficulty, no danger, and no suffering can defeat us!"
Hearing the name of the God of Steam, the dwarves became more courageous. They chanted the holy name in their hearts. It seemed that with every chant and prayer, the darkness and danger around them would retreat a little bit. Gradually, their steps became lighter and lighter.
Bang, bang, bang! The steam rifles fired at the same time. The monsters in the darkness were hit and fell to the ground, their blood splashing everywhere.
Yes, we have the power of steam. We will defeat all enemies!
"The great God of Steam, the master of life and death, the King of Thunder, the Lord of Punishment, the God of Money …"
"You are the God of Gods, the King of Kings …"
The holy names that were chanted in silence were all blurted out and intertwined into a jumble of voices. Then, they slowly unified and converged into a torrent of power. This made the darkness "fade away" and made the monsters hiding in the dark choose to retreat.
The huge team finally walked out of the city, out of the tunnel, and came to the front of the cobweb-like cave.
"This is the last test. Only the devout can pass through the maze in front of us. Don't hesitate, don't be afraid, and don't doubt. Follow me!"
"Yes, sir!" This time, the dwarves' voices were loud and full of confidence.
Every fork seemed to be exactly the same, and there was no difference in the surroundings at all. The dwarves were a little scared when they walked, and they were afraid that they would get lost here. However, Augustus, the archbishop in front of them, seemed to be moving around with his eyes closed.
"Believe in the great God of Steam, believe in the archbishop who is guided by him. Here, we don't use our eyes, nose, or ears to find the way, but use our hearts!"
Such thoughts appeared in the hearts of every dwarf, making them no longer confused and confused. They resolutely followed the archbishop through the darkness.
After a long time, a slight light suddenly appeared in front of them. In front of them was a dense and vast forest.
"Out of the maze?"
"Is this the ground?"
Myrna suddenly pointed to the sky and said, "Look over there!"
The dark sky was in a state of white. In the distance, a bright star was hanging in the sky like the morning light, shining quietly and eternally.
"Is this the Morning Star?"
"Is the day coming?"
The dwarves who grew up on the Night Highland had never seen the day. They only knew about the existence of the Morning Star from the ancient books of their ancestors and from the archbishop Augustus.
"You are the master of life and death, and also the dazzling Morning Star, connecting the night and the day, symbolizing a new life!" Augustus suddenly had an idea and added another honorific name for the God of Steam.
The Morning Star disappeared, and a layer of orange light lit up the sky in the east. It was bright and warm, shining on people's hearts. Then, a fireball slowly rose up.
This beautiful scene that they had never seen before deeply shocked the dwarves. They really felt that they were "reborn"!
After a long time, the archbishop Augustus raised his arms and shouted, "Our new life is about to begin. Let's fight to build a prosperous and strong Atlantis on the ground!"
"Fight to build a prosperous and strong Atlantis on the ground!" The dwarves responded in unison. More than twenty thousand voices shook the forest, and the birds were scared to fly away.
At this time, a magnificent melody came from afar.
The dwarves looked over in shock, and they saw a fat man in a black long coat and a soft hat walking towards them with a bunch of human beings. The melody came from the small mechanical object in his hand, which was engraved with weird black patterns.
When the dwarves were alarmed, the archbishop Augustus said, "This is the guide of the God of Steam. He will lead us to a new life."
On their way here, the dwarves who had been devoted to the God of Steam were no longer scared. They quietly watched the fat man looking at them with a weird look, just like how dwarves looked at products made by steam, or how vampires looked at blood.
"I'm Arthur Doyle. I'm going to arrange a new life for you, much happier than the Night Highland!" Arthur's fat face was full of smiles. The dwarves who were good at smelting and manufacturing were a huge fortune. Many alchemical products could be produced on a large scale.
Arthur went down the hill and walked to the platform. Seeing the long magic steam train, the dwarves cried again. This was indeed a paradise of steam. This was their home.
Then, they looked at the magic steam train from left to right, as if they wanted to take it apart and study it. They did not stop until they got on the train.
"Why did the God of Steam say that the guide is a banker?" After the conversation just now, Myrna had a rough idea of what a banker meant.
Harold said rather proudly, "I told you that the great God of Steam is also the God of Money. It's normal that bankers are his voters."
After saying that, he looked shocked and yearning. "I witnessed a small silver coin being turned into an extremely terrifying and fast cannonball under the electric current applied by the God of Steam. This makes me wonder if the direction of the cannons of the steam civilization in the past was wrong. Should we combine the electric current to create a new cannon?"
"Well, this is a new book from the Lord." Augustus took out a book and handed it to Harold with a smile.
Harold picked it up and took a look. On the cover was Basics of Electrical Technology.
Arthur walked to the last carriage of the train and sat in front of a young man wearing a double-breasted suit. Arthur said to him kindly and respectfully, "Evans, I didn't expect that you could find so many dwarves who are good at smelting and manufacturing."
Lucien was very likely to be a grand arcanist in the future. Arthur had to respect him.
Lucien shook the teacup and said, "You have to be nice to them. Give them enough salary and personal freedom. After all, I'm the one who guided them. Well, after you make up for their alchemy foundation, ask them to pass on their knowledge and try to raise a large batch of skilled workers. "
Earlier on the Night Highland, because the vampire prince left, many powerful vampires were attracted by the mysterious dimension. Therefore, everything went well. Lucien only needed to use the Immortal Throne robe 'ability to summon the dead and the newly created electromagnetic spell, "Lucien's Electromagnetic Gun", to complete the guidance. The power of the spell was still a bit weak at the moment, but as the level of the spell increased, the intensity of the voltage and the magnetic field would be improved.
"Don't worry. I'll treat them well," said Arthur without any hesitation. He did not ask a single word about the God of Steam.
The magic steam train approached Renstadt. In the early morning, the train was ablaze with lights, as brilliant as the rising sun.
The dwarves were stunned, as if they were dreaming of Atlantis.
… …
"Evans, because the sorcerers of the school of Electromagnetism and Light-darkness don't have a good impression of you, and for your safety, we've announced to the public that this banquet is not the award banquet of the Silver Moon Medal. Joaquin, the president of the Silver Moon League, explained with a smile. He was a level-nine arcanist and ninth-circle archmage.
A few days ago, Brook discovered that the wavelength change, or momentum change, would occur when X-rays collided with electrons, which proved the light quantum hypothesis. Therefore, no matter how much the League of Silver Moon League hated Lucien, they could only accept it.
Lucien followed him to the hall and smiled, "In fact, you can just give me the prize. I'm afraid that my appearance will scare them."
"No, as a big organization, the award banquet of the Silver Moon Medal must be held to make it look decent." Joaquin shook his head seriously.
Otherwise, there would be rumors that the League of Silver Moon League was narrow-minded and did not want to acknowledge Lucien's contribution.
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