Chapter 1045 Destruction and Blessing (Thanks to Shi Ling’s Leader

Dark smoke rose into the sky.

When countless high towers were broken, the rusty tower forest failed to see the clear sky after the clouds had dispersed. Instead, it was shrouded in denser darkness.

The scorching hot wind mixed with a pungent smell surged in the sky, rolling in thick smoke and spreading in all directions.

The original Death Skull settlement had already turned into a scorched earth.

Now, on the scorched earth, the huge furnace is releasing rolling heat, like a dark monster crawling on the ground.

The terrifying fire has been burning for two days and nights.

Countless steel birds hovered in the sky, rising and falling in groups, pulling on ropes and throwing truckloads of materials into the furnace.

In the factory composed of huge machinery, there was a continuous roar.

The kobolds wearing gas masks were already blackened by smoke. They were marching in the thick smoke, carrying cart after cart of uncooled iron ingots from the assembly line and sending them to the processing equipment at the other end. , and then soon, the equipment at the other end spits out the finished product and sends it to the next processing window along the conveyor belt of the assembly line.

Smelting, forging, stamping, welding...those large and rough ancient models have long been completely eliminated in today's world, but now they are used again in hell.

And just at the end of the assembly line, hundreds of artificial humans were busy urgently, following Beelzebub's instructions and hurriedly assembling the large equipment.

These artificial beings with horns and bleating sounds are all Gregory's reserve tools.

Using the miracles of Golden Fleece and Dragon Tooth Soldier for compound smelting, it has considerable deep adaptability.

Their names were written on scrolls woven with wool and gold thread, transcribed with ashes, and secret rituals were given to them during their birth.

The bodies that live and die are just their carriers. After years of use and maintenance, they have acquired the knowledge and ability to operate alchemical instruments and perform precise operations.

Now, under their operation, the originally mighty and ferocious solar ship has changed beyond recognition...

Disintegrated again.

The welded outer armor was completely dismantled and remanufactured and maintained, while the hull was also dismantled under large lifting equipment.

Like a dissected whale.

All the deck buildings were demolished, the hull was cut open, the deck was overturned, the frame was reorganized, and the equipment and instruments were all spread out in categories.

Many different cabin structures have ushered in a new round of adjustments, with all main engines, transmission layers, propulsion structures, auxiliary engines and other equipment exposed.

"It's too much, woo woo, it's too much."

Raymond was wiping tears beside him: "Sun boat, my sun boat."

"Okay, okay, it's almost done."

The red dragon's bow statue was placed next to him, and he glanced sideways at him: "I didn't even cry about the free modifications and upgrades. Why are you crying? In the worst case, we can change it back again."

"I'm just crying about this, okay!"

Raymond burst into tears and became more and more sad: "Think about how many loan installments it will take to repay the loan after I go back.

Maybe I will have to be a tool for another ninety years! "

The thought of having to live another 90 years of a peaceful life where someone would hit you with a cannon while sitting on a chair made him despair.

At this moment, accompanied by the high-pitched siren of the crane. A huge shadow slowly passed through the sky.

A huge keel covered with iron light slowly fell from the sky under the traction of the steel cable, causing a low roar.

Those are the remains of the Dwarf King.

Even solid substances that cannot be processed by Guixu and alchemical fire are precious materials that are extremely conductive to all disasters and miracles.

The temporary furnace does not have the temperature to completely smelt them, but this does not prevent them from being reused after modification.

Especially after Huai Shi disassembled all the bones perfectly.

After days of continuous reconstruction by Anton and Gregory, the skeleton has been put back together with the recast iron.

The internal inscription uses an alchemical matrix as a conductor, and is then covered with six layers of alloys with different properties as protection. The final result is the new keel of the solar ship!

In addition to the first time, some nerves and blood vessels were also preserved under Gregory's suggestion.

After being processed through alchemy, this part of the material replaced the original composite cables, alleviating some of their needs for high-precision chips and instruments, and even made the conduction more efficient than before.

After all, he was the former king of dwarfs.

Even after rebirth, he has been demoted from the status of the former ruler, but his corpse still possesses many amazing effects.

“It’s just full of treasures!”

Foster looked at the location of the furnace and sighed, "It has been burning for two days and it is still producing a steady stream of output. Isn't this a little too durable?"

"After all, it is the remains of a ruler, with four crown-wearers on the outside, and most of the vitality of the Rusty Tallinn inside. It is not surprising."

Gregory clicked his lips, feeling that his mouth was filled with the taste of lemon.

Too sour.

Who wants people to have not only good materials but also good tools?

With the pure medium of Saint Germain's alchemical fire, and the secret ritual of Helios, oil can be squeezed out of even a stone.

Such a good gadget would make even a great master jealous.

As a result, Huaishi only used it to make steel, make explosives and rub red bottles, and he was almost furious.

He hadn't thought about giving Huai Shi extra lessons these days, but he didn't expect that Huai Shi's basic skills were so weird.

Once out of the scope of metal science and source material science, there is almost no talent in other areas. These two are still relying on the hand of confinement and the art of casting, which is like going to grandma's house.

Just from the advanced basic application of change chemistry, Gregory was almost talking about cerebral hemorrhage.

Eventually he himself gave up.

I really can't force this kind of thing...

While the two were chatting, the scorching wind rose again amidst the distant roar.

In the foul-smelling wind, the thick smoke from the sky stirred, and combined with the water vapor, it sprinkled gray-black rain, which fell to the ground in a sticky flow.

It squeaks like asphalt.

Under the huge curtain, Foster was smoking a cigarette, looking at the thick smoke and fire still rising behind the rain curtain, as well as everything they had created personally, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Man-made hell and natural hell, these two things are put together, and it is difficult to tell which one is more hellish."

"It's all hell, there's no difference."

Gregory thought for a moment and replied: "However, we can at least choose one from them."

"There's not much to choose between curry-flavored dog poop and dog-poop-flavored curry."

Foster leaned on the recliner and covered his face with a hat: "I'm going to sleep for a while. Remember to call me for dinner... By the way, what's for dinner?"

"Uh, curry?"

"..."

In the silence, snoring sounded from under the hat.

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In the dimness, Huaishi stood in the hot and humid greenhouse.

Underground in the Evergreen settlement, the simple walls are inlaid with bricks that resemble gray scales, overlapping each other, as if the place is surrounded and shrouded by a big snake.

On the masonry, murals from the abyss are painted, telling about the endless wars, the existence of the Eternal Circle, the deeds of the compassionate and cruel mother, and even the great achievements of countless snake warriors...

Temperatures that are too humid and muggy for humans are quite comfortable and comfortable for snake people. Standing there, you can vaguely hear the tiny sounds coming from the countless eggs on the ground around you.

Under the command of the shamans, the pregnant female snake people also held their babies and stood quietly on the periphery without making any sound.

"According to your request, everything is ready, Your Excellency Huai Shi." The elder reported respectfully: "If you have any other needs, you can give them at any time."

"No need, that's enough."

Huai Shi looked around and did not ask for more auxiliary secret rituals and tributes.

Originally, there should be more blood and more sacrifices here, praying to the Eternal Circle, asking it to send gifts and enhance the vitality of the larvae.

But Shao Siming's blessing doesn't have to be so troublesome, as long as Huai Shi is present. It doesn't even conflict with the snake man's transformation ritual, and can be superimposed on each other.

What's more, he still has the miraculous seal Tianwen in hand.

Although it cannot be fully invoked, as a mediator for the secret ceremony, there is nothing more suitable for the divinity of Shao Siming.

The only requirement is darkness.

Pure darkness.

Don't have any shine.

Only in this way can the shadow essence flow in the smoothest way.

The moment Huai Shi took out the jade crown, Gui Xu opened on its own, covering the entire greenhouse.

All the lights were extinguished, but in the darkness, unexpectedly, there was no feeling of terror, but a sense of tranquility and tranquility.

He relaxed involuntarily.

Even the elder yawned subconsciously and felt sleepy. He woke up immediately and found that the tribesmen around him had lowered their eyes at some point.

Fell into a light sleep.

Huai Shi walked in this darkness, took a deep breath, put his hands together, and typed the first syllable.

At that moment, the ceremony had already begun.

In the darkness, echoes echoed, and successive tiny sounds overlapped to form a gradually fading beat. When Huai Shi played the drums for the second time, new power was poured into it, causing the dissipated echo to evolve again.

Those tiny, low sounds overlapped one another.

By the end, a dreamlike sound was formed, as if an invisible soul was playing the melody, and a distant and vague humming faintly spread among the drums and flutes.

In the darkness, Huaishi closed her eyes.

Following the sound of the melody, he opened his mouth and sang: "Autumn orchids are blooming in the wild, Luo Sheng is blooming in the hall, green leaves are blooming, and they are fragrant. Madam, she has a beautiful son, why is Sun so sad?"

In autumn, orchids and fine leaves are spread all over the courtyard. The green leaves are sandwiched with white flowers, and the fragrance is lingering. People are giving birth to children, why are you so worried?

The chapter "Shao Siming" from the Nine Songs is sung here by Huaishi.

In the reverberation of the chant, he felt the divinity in his soul moving on its own, and there were faint signs of division.

But it was not a collapse like a collapse, but a natural phenomenon.

split into two.

After breaking away from one's own control, running in this darkness seemed to converge into some graceful and noble outline. Immediately afterwards, when countless miraculous light spots fell like sweet rain, a low and melodious song sounded from the movement of divinity, matching the song of Huai Shi.

It was like the real Shao Siming had arrived.

"Autumn orchids are green, green leaves are purple stems, the hall is full of beauties, and suddenly they are all alone..."

Orchid grass refers to heirs and descendants, as if the departed god from the distant past casts a gentle look at the present and extends blessings.

Under that distant gaze, everything was blessed by Shao Siming. Happy because of meeting, sad because of separation.

The divinities of Da Siming and Shao Siming stirred up each other, spreading mercy toward hell.

After a long time, when the lingering sound of the singing dissipated, the peaceful darkness also gradually dissipated. Under the dim light, all the congratulators in the greenhouse discovered the wet marks at the corners of their eyes.

I shed tears unconsciously.

The sound of cracking eggshells sounded, and more and more larvae broke out of the shells, raising their wet noses to sniff the moist air.

And the fragrance of bluegrass that gradually dissipates.

The chirping sound was tinny.

Full of life.