Chapter 561: Fusion Begins

In the room, Eliza felt a different feeling than in the past.

She couldn't help but stop her visualization and opened her eyes.

Her husband's body emitted a silver light, like moonlight, cold and deep.

In the past, she would feel a cold feeling all over her body, her soul was cheering, but the reaction of her body was a coldness that penetrated into her bones.

Today was different. Although her body still felt cold, it was extremely cold, but there was a hint of warmth, and her soul felt more comfortable.

Is this the feeling of yin and yang? Eliza's beautiful eyes widened, and her thoughts became more intense.

After a while, the colors in the room changed, and the silver light disappeared and the golden light shone.

The body was like soaking in warm spring water, and every pore of the body was opened, as if there was a breeze, and it was extremely comfortable.

The soul did not like any law related to heat, but this time the heat was different, and a hint of cold flowers bloomed at the hottest moment.

Yin and yang rose and fell, like a perfect cycle, and Eliza seemed to feel that time was a little different.

She woke up from her thoughts, closed her eyes again, felt the rhythm coming from the dark, cut in at the right time, and visualized at the same frequency with her husband.

After entering the visualization, she felt that every cell in her body became active, and the silver light in her sea of ​​consciousness was scattered, like a full moon rising.

After a while, the silver light was condensed and the golden light shone.

The wonderful feeling was felt by both the body and the soul, and Eliza was immersed in this pleasure.

When she felt the wonderful feeling faded, she heard her husband's voice.

"Okay, today's visualization is over."

Eliza ended the visualization with a sense of loss and said softly:

"Today's feeling is more different from the past. I really hope it will never stop."

Clown stretched out his fingers and stroked his wife's face, and smiled:

"Maybe one day, you can also reach my current level of visualization."

After the Golden Light Mantra reached its limit, he relaxed a lot, and now he is ready to deal with the fusion of the world.

According to past experience, as long as the breathing method and the law field are upgraded to the next level, he can advance to become a ninth-level extraordinary creature.

However, the proficiency of breathing and domain power cannot be greatly improved in a short period of time. He plans to practice at the pace of a normal person. There is no need to push himself so hard.

The next day, Clown got up at seven in the morning.

He can stay awake for a long time, but he can sleep when he wants to, and he will wake up when he wants to or when he is ready to wake up.

Eliza had finished washing up at this time. She leaned on the bed with an incredible look in her eyes:

"You seem to have never woken up so late, nor as early as last night."

Even if her husband sleeps on weekdays, he goes to bed around two in the morning and gets up at four or five.

The work and rest of the gods is completely different from that of humans. The other party said that as long as he wants, it is okay not to sleep for several months.

"Go to bed before ten o'clock in the evening and get up after seven in the morning. I will change my work and rest."

Clown smiled. He has achieved the golden level of the holy scar for many years, but his life is no different from that of cattle and horses.

Now that the golden light spell has been raised to the limit, he knows that he has basically stepped on the finish line of the extraordinary world.

Now, he had to boldly say "no" to the life of a cow and horse.

Eliza's eyes turned into round almonds. She was stunned for a moment and shook her head gently:

"I don't believe it."

Klauen chose a carriage for his trip today. When the crisp bells stopped ringing, he heard the horse sneeze.

He had been flying around all the time, and he was ready to live a down-to-earth life.

Lord opened the door of the carriage and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, we have arrived at the blacksmith's workshop."

The gods chose to ride in a carriage. As a steward, he must come to drive. How can an ordinary groom be worthy of the dignity of the gods?

Klauen got off the carriage and looked up at the sign of the blacksmith shop.

The bronze signboard with a gleaming bronze color made a creaking sound, and the hanging iron chain swayed in the wind, with the emblem of the Moya family on it.

He couldn't help but think of the days when he just entered Rhine City, when the income from being a blacksmith was a major source of his livelihood.

Time is like a quiet river, with no idea of ​​its depth. Memories that were thought to have been forgotten will occasionally rush to the surface of the water, making people suddenly realize.

He walked into the blacksmith shop and walked to the door of the largest forging room. The sound of knocking continued.

Lord knocked on the door gently, and an impatient voice came from inside.

"Busy, come back later if you have something."

"Rubart, the crown prince is here."

The knocking sound stopped immediately, and almost at the moment the sound stopped, the heavy iron-clad wooden door was opened.

"Your Majesty, please come in."

The shirtless Rubart bowed and said, His Majesty the Pope has never been to the blacksmith shop, so he thinks that 'Your Majesty' is the deity himself.

When he opened the door, it was indeed the case.

"Finish your work first," said Crown after entering.

The work of a blacksmith needs to be done in one go, and being interrupted for a long time in the middle will have some impact.

"Yes," Rubart replied, and after completing his task as quickly and well as possible, he stood by with his hands hanging down.

Crown walked to the armor that the other party had just forged and injected a trace of divine power. After he felt the effect of the magic circle, he smiled slightly:

"Not bad, the trick is very useful."

Watching the followers make achievements one by one, Clown was very pleased. He thought that inspecting the work when he had nothing to do was the real life of a leader. Finally, he didn't have to do everything himself.

He could feel how the energy flowed when the magic circle was activated. After just a few breaths, a detailed drawing of the magic circle appeared in his mind.

"I'll borrow your place for a while. Send someone to get some fifth-level materials. I want to make two sets of armor."

"Haha, it's my honor to see Your Majesty forging equipment again. The fifth-level materials are all locked in the warehouse. I'll go get them for Your Majesty."

Rubart complimented and left in a hurry.

In less than ten minutes, he returned with a cart.

Clown picked up the materials and melted them with the golden flame of the sun, and soon got the best alloy material.

The materials flowed in the furnace like flowing magma. He did not use any molds and used divine power to condense the rough blanks of two sets of armor.

After integrating the magic array materials into the armor, he picked up the forging hammer and struck while the iron was hot. After a series of hammering, two sets of armor were forged.

Rubart was dazzled and envious. The several abilities of the gods were what the senior blacksmiths most wanted to have.

"Your Majesty has not touched the forging hammer for a long time, but your skills are not rusty at all, which is admirable."

Crown smiled. His skills will never regress and will never become rusty.

These two sets of armor were forged for Charles and Sora. In a few days, they will shoulder their due responsibilities.

"Is the forging of the new armor going smoothly?"

Crown asked. The design of the armor is very sophisticated and ingenious. The earlier the whole army is equipped, the earlier the soldiers can adapt.

"Thanks to the help of your Majesty's spirit control, the forging work went very smoothly.

I and other high-level blacksmiths have completed the armor needed by the fifth- and sixth-level extraordinary people. Now we are starting to focus on forging fourth-level armor.

Low-level blacksmiths have also forged a large number of first-level armor, which can arm nearly 10,000 people."

Rubart spoke like a treasure. He inspected the progress of the work every day and knew the situation in the workshop very well.

Klauen nodded slightly. He heard the other party's seriousness and responsibility from his words and mental fluctuations.

"Do you think we need to add more people to the blacksmith workshop? After the world merges, the war will start.

Things like weapons and armor will be worn out very quickly, several times more than now."

A long-term war is a war of attrition, and planning must be done in advance.

"Report to your Majesty, I have submitted the application for expanding the blacksmith shop, and I should receive a reply from Archbishop Nick soon."

Rubart said that he had anticipated the situation described by the spirit, so he submitted the application.

Moya Manor, Main Castle.

Eliza saw her husband lying on the bed to rest, and looked at the clock. It was almost ten o'clock in the evening.

"Are you serious? What happened? Why do I feel that you are a little abnormal?"

Klauen did not open his eyes and said lightly:

"I am doing what a normal person should do now, and it is absolutely not abnormal."

After a pause, he explained:

"I feel that the Golden Light Mantra has been improved to the limit, and I can live a simple life for a while.

When the two worlds merge, I will start to shoulder the responsibility of the gods."

In a word, the improvement of power is about to come to an end, and he does not want to work hard.

"Okay, Your Majesty the God of Glory, you can rest as much as you want until you don't want to rest."

Eliza laughed. Her husband's words sounded like a joke, but she really felt quiet and calm at this moment.

In the past, she always had a faint feeling that her husband was being chased by something and could not rest for a moment.

She thought this was a good thing. The other party must feel that the current situation can be controlled by him, so he can rest.

For the next period of time, Clown's life was extremely regular. He began to guide the fifth-level extraordinary people to visualize at 9 o'clock in the morning, and spent the rest of the time in the alchemy laboratory, occasionally going out for an hour to practice the power of the field.

Now he has integrated the breathing method into his instinct. Even if he does not take time to practice the breathing method, his proficiency in the breathing method will increase by dozens of points every day.

Half a month later, the sixth-level extraordinary people successively upgraded the level of the Golden Light Mantra.

After another seven or eight days, the Golden Light Mantra of all the bishops at the level of the fifth-level extraordinary people in the church was upgraded by one level.

The Nostrolomo star spaceship took off from Shattrath and headed towards the city of Loch Modan.

In the cabin, in addition to the spaceship pilots, there were more than a dozen fifth-level array masters.

Clown sat quietly, watching the gray fog rolling outside the window.

The materials for building the array to collect the power of faith have been piled up in Loch Modan. He is the only one in the Mingjiao who is capable and qualified to preside over the construction of the array.

He plans to train a group of array masters and guide them to build the array to collect faith.

From now on, the work of building the magic circle can be left to the magic circle masters.

The star spaceship was very fast. After more than an hour of flying, the spaceship landed at the parking lot of Loch Modan City.

Klauen did not delay. After finding Soran, he asked him to allocate manpower to build the magic circle.

He divided the construction task into several small topics, guiding and inspiring the magic circle masters to solve the problems they encountered independently.

After going through a complete construction task, these magic circle masters can complete the construction of the magic circle independently.

The blueprint of the magic circle was very different from when he first got it. Since there was no need to transmit the power of faith across the void to him, the magic circle required much fewer high-level spiritual objects, which greatly saved the construction cost.

Half a month later, the magic circle was completed.

Clown instructed the craftsmen in Loch Modan City to build a production line for energy chips. The purity of the power of faith generated by the believers here was comparable to that of the believers in Shattrath City, which was beyond his expectation.

The believers in Loch Modan City were the remnants of the Kingdom of Ribia. These people originally believed in the God of Knowledge. After changing their beliefs, they were able to be so pious. He was very curious about the reason.

When the chip production line was launched, all the high-level craftsmen in the city and the archbishops of the church participated.

Seeing the chips being made one by one, the craftsmen shouted and celebrated the arrival of a new era. They understood better than others the huge vitality released after getting rid of the constraints of energy.

The huge vitality shown in Loch Modan City made Clown very satisfied. Accompanied by Scott and others, he visited several war equipment production workshops.

They stepped into the first workshop, which was a sea of ​​light, with bright beams of light flickering.

Scott said:

"What is produced here is a new type of light source that can penetrate the gray fog, with an effective penetration distance of two kilometers.

We have achieved mass production, and these products will be supplied to all parishes starting next month."

Penetrating the gray fog can detect the enemy earlier, giving the soldiers on duty more reaction time.

The second workshop produces incendiary bombs that can disperse the gray fog, and their functions overlap with the new light source.

The third workshop produces star spaceships and micro-spaceships. The large-scale use of energy chips has greatly accelerated the production speed of the two aerial creations.

After visiting the workshop, Clown encouraged Scott and others to return to Shattrath on the Nostromo.

About half an hour later, the aurora appeared in the sky again, the colors became more magnificent and flamboyant, and the rolling gray fog was dyed green.

Suddenly, Clown felt a violent tremor in his heart, followed by a tooth-grinding voice that echoed in every corner of the world.

He stood up suddenly and rushed to the window of the spaceship, and saw that the scope of the spaceship's light source was drastically compressed, only one-fourth of the original.

At the same time, he felt invisible pressure rushing down from the sky.

The sky seemed to have a big crack, and thick fog like ink poured down.

Along with entering this world, there were also malicious whispers, and the laws of madness, despair, mania, etc. appeared in Clown's spiritual perception.

Clown shouted with a serious look in his eyes:

"Speed ​​up and rush back to Shattrath as quickly as possible."

The two worlds began to merge, and the wild was very dangerous.