Chapter 517: Deus Ex Machina!
There is a city in the Lorne Empire that was built in the last decade.
The City of Recasting!
This city is different.
It is a city that was completely assigned to the Recasting Church by the Lorne Emperor and the Parliament, symbolizing the Lorne people's friendship with the Recasting Church. From then on, the Recasting Church became more and more uncertain, jumping back and forth between Lorne and the Seven Stars.
Today, they are finally going to make their final stand.
In that steampunk city made entirely of machinery, every inch of it exudes the romance of industry, with towering iron towers, intricate gear structures, and winding steam pipes. Every corner of the city is filled with a faint smell of oil and steam, as if time is frozen here by precision machinery.
The people in this city are completely ruled by the Recasting Church, and their lives completely follow a highly organized and mechanized law.
At the center of the Recast City is a huge central clock tower, which is not only a symbol of time, but also the heart of the entire city. The complex mechanical devices inside the clock tower precisely control the rhythm of the city, from sunrise to sunset, and every detail is carefully arranged.
The residents' houses are all small and exquisite mechanical houses, equipped with various automated facilities. In the morning, with the melodious bells from the clock tower, the awakening mechanism at home slowly starts, and the soft steam mist and warm lights gradually awaken the sleeping people.
Steam-powered public transportation shuttles through the streets, and steam buses pick up and drop off passengers on time along the preset tracks and routes.
People wear exquisite clothes, top hats, and hold precise yellow pocket watches to go to their respective jobs.
From precise watchmakers to complex mechanical engineers, everyone is in their own positions, contributing to the operation of the city.
In the huge workshops in the factory, various steam-driven machine tools roar, and workers work together with robotic arms to produce exquisite mechanical works of art.
In the evening, when the bell tower rang again, it marked the end of the workday and people returned home.
At night, the lights of the Recast City gradually lit up, and the steam-released lamps emitted a soft light, covering this mechanical city with a mysterious and romantic veil.
This steam city is simply a utopia where people and machines coexist harmoniously. Everyone has found their place in this highly mechanized social system, following the rules, and enjoying the convenience and beauty brought by various technologies.
And those technologies are all derived from the oracle of the "God of Recasting".
Of course, only the believers of the Recast Church are qualified to live in this holy city of the Recast Church! And without exception, even children have been transformed - no, they don't call it transformation, but "recasting"!
In the center of the Recast City, a magnificent mechanical temple stands tall, with huge gears, precise levers and winding steam pipes intertwined to form a breathtaking steel forest.
In the center of the temple is an altar made of countless precision machines, inlaid with various transparent crystals, flashing strange light, as if containing endless power.
A group of priests of the Recast Church dressed in white robes, holding staffs inlaid with metal and crystals, surrounded the altar, their eyes full of piety and awe.
Surrounded by the priests, a chief of the Recast Church, dressed in gorgeous robes and wearing a tall hat inlaid with bright transparent crystals, slowly walked into the center of the temple.
There is no pope in the Recast Church, only the chief.
His eyes flashed with wisdom and coldness, and he held a scepter made of unknown metal in his hand. The top of the scepter was inlaid with a strange gem emitting soft blue light, which was the medium for communicating with the God of Mechanical Recasting.
"God of Recasting who can bring new life to everything!"
"This world is waiting for your complete arrival. Only you can recast everything. Everything is not perfect. They need your recasting to be reborn!"
"Now in the Seven Stars, the foolish mortals who claim to be powerful are trying to touch the unreachable ladder of God!"
"Please unfold the true miracle and send down your shadow to punish!"
As the chief chanted, the priests also began to chant the ancient mechanical spell in a low voice. The sound echoed in the temple and intertwined with the roar of the machine, forming an indescribable harmony.
The gems on the altar began to emit stronger and stronger light, as if to illuminate the entire temple.
"God of Recasting!"
"I will sacrifice to you the faith of those who use your power. Your miracles have spread all over the continent. Your power can naturally be manifested in the gradually recast world!"
Suddenly, the chief raised the scepter and called out the honorable name of the God of Mechanical Recasting. A powerful energy burst out from the gem in the scepter and rushed into the sky.
At the same time, the priests pointed their staffs at the altar, and then the whole city began to glow like an extremely huge mechanical altar!
Yes.
The entire Recast City is an altar.
The mechanical forces gathered together to form a powerful energy flow that rushed into the sky!
At this moment, the sky of the whole world seemed to be torn apart, and countless huge gears slowly emerged from the void. They slowly rotated in the air, making a deafening roar, as if they were going to involve the whole world.
These gears meshed with each other, forming a huge mechanical network, which first enveloped the entire steampunk city, and then gradually enveloped the entire world.
There was an indescribable atmosphere in the air, and people stopped and looked up at the spectacular scene.
Countless gears spread across the sky, as if the entire world was reconstructed into a huge mechanical device, and all of this was the masterpiece of the powerful projection of the God of Mechanical Recasting.
At this moment, a mysterious connection was established between the Recast City and the God of Recasting, and every corner of the city seemed to be given new life and power.
All the believers living in this city believed that this was the blessing and protection of the God of Recasting to the city, and also a reward for their devout faith.
"The God of Recasting has shown a miracle!"
"God! We worship your technology!"
"Please recast this imperfect world!"
Around the world, countless believers of Recasting knelt down to pray!
And all the machines developed because of the technology of the God of Recasting gradually showed a resonance at this moment!
The workers roared in astonishment!
"Steam engine, steam engine is shaking!"
In the vast crimson world of the Seven Stars Empire, the silver-white emperor stood proudly in the air.
At this moment, he was wearing armor shining with the glory of stars, holding a long sword, like an immortal god of war, overlooking the ancient and miraculous land under his feet.
That was his own city, as the symbolic imperial city of the Seven Stars, the most important art capital, and a nearly perfect pearl.
However, after experiencing the aftermath of many apocalyptic wars, this magnificent city full of glorious past is still in ruins.
The eyes of the Seven Stars Emperor flashed with an unyielding light, which was a desire to challenge fate.
Suddenly, he heard a voice.
That voice...
It seemed to be...
Who was it?
Is it the end that he had always longed to talk to?
I don't know.
He just knew that the end was sealed in this world, and he was not even sure whether the great existence had self-awareness, and he had been trying to communicate unilaterally.
Perhaps as long as he becomes strong enough, he will be able to communicate with the great existence that has truly reached the level of "unrivaled by all things" that he desires...
So before he really reached the throne of Tianqi, he had been expecting "The End" to give an answer.
The current Emperor Qiyao really heard an inexplicable voice, but he couldn't observe where the other party was.
He didn't know who the source of the voice was, but he knew that the other party had no malice, but was full of regret.
[The saddest thing in the world is that the more brilliant a person is, the more likely he will fall like a meteor and burn everything he has. 】
Falling like a meteor?
He was silent.
At this moment, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and a force from the distant void was condensing. It was the arrival of the projection of the God of Mechanical Recasting, with endless majesty and judgment.
The sky was filled with endless brass gears!
Carl watched all this in silence.
At this moment, the Seven Lights Emperor has reached the throne of Apocalypse, and his power is unprecedentedly strong. With the blessing of the Crimson Boundary... Even if all the extraordinary people in the entire Oden Continent join forces, they are not his opponents.
However, he can feel the power of the thing in the sky.
That thing...
It really comes from the power of God.
If the divine power used by the saint is a drop of water, the thing in the sky... is like a whole sea!
The ending is set.
The Seven Lights Emperor raised his head, and his eyes met the projection of the God of Recasting slowly emerging in the sky. Suddenly, he felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if the whole world was still at this moment.
It's finally here.
The prophecy of fate really refers to Him!
"The only one who can take action in this world is Him."
A hundred years ago, the nobles of the Seven Lights suffered a devastating blow from the God of Recasting because they angered the Recasting Church. That history is deeply engraved in the hearts of every Seven Lights person like a brand.
But the silver-white Seven Stars Emperor was unwilling to repeat the tragic fate. He took a deep breath, and the silver armor on his body seemed to be activated at this moment, emitting a more dazzling light.
"I am the emperor of the Seven Stars Empire, and I will never succumb to any fate!" His voice echoed in the air, full of firmness and determination.
The Seven Stars Emperor raised the long sword with endless power in his hand.
With a roar, he swung the long sword and pointed directly at the projection of the god in the sky.
In an instant, the sword body continued to burst out with extremely dazzling light, like the first ray of dawn at the horizon at dawn, and like the brightest meteor in the night sky, cutting through the sky, pointing directly at the endless brass gears hanging high in the sky.
At that moment, the whole world seemed to be still.
At that moment, the entire crimson world was shocked by this power, and the ancient barrier resounded with a deafening roar. It was the most powerful emperor among mortals who made a shocking blow to the shadow of the god!
That moment was a blow from the most noble and powerful emperor among mortals. It was not only a challenge to the gods, but also a struggle against fate. His figure was infinitely magnified at this moment, as if he had become the only existence between heaven and earth.
The entire Seven Stars were boiling at this moment, the heaven and earth were shocked, and countless creatures looked up at the crimson sky, with unprecedented excitement and awe in their hearts.
In terms of the seriousness of mortals, the emperor of Qiyao is really worthy of being on par with the gods at this moment!
However, that is just mortal imagination.
Even though his power has exceeded the limit, he still cannot shake the endless majesty of the God of Recasting.
It's like a pebble being thrown into the ocean.
There can only be a ripple.
His eyes were calm.
"I want to leave a spark of fire for all Qiyao people."
The endless brass gear projections only shook slightly, and then released more powerful energy, instantly turning Qiyao Emperor's attack into nothingness, and then swallowed him himself.
Emperor Qiyao, who had just arrived at Tianqi and gained power beyond all extraordinary beings, disappeared completely as if he had never existed at this moment.
That is, the end.
The Redeemer Pope calmly shook his head and sighed: "Still, it's over."
"No matter how much you resist, this is a fate that was destined from the beginning and is irreversible."
He clenched his hands.
"But, is the end of the world also destiny?"
Seeing this scene, many Qiyao people in the Imperial Capital and the surrounding areas were so shocked that they were speechless. The deepest souls in their bodies seemed to be torn apart, and they collapsed and disintegrated in an instant.
"impossible!"
The head of the imperial guard's face was filled with tears, and he roared in disbelief.
When the figure of Emperor Qiyao finally disappeared in the light of the God of Recasting, the entire Qiyao Empire fell into deathly silence. Although many people did not see it with their own eyes, sadness surged deep in their hearts for unknown reasons, and cries filled the air. echo.
The people of Qiyao knelt down one after another to mourn the passing of the emperor and worry about the future of the Qiyao Empire. They were suffering, sad, and collapsed. No one could accept this.
They know the importance of the emperor better than anyone else.
The people of Qiyao in the future will become slaves under the evil light of the Lorn Empire.
All the future is so clear...
Everyone knows this...
At the moment when the emperor disappeared in the light projected by the gods, the entire Qiyao Empire seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of haze.
However, many Qiyao people suddenly discovered that there was something glowing in their bodies, no, in the depths of their souls. Under the interference of this force, all Qiyao people became more powerful.
It was the unyielding power of will that quietly awakened under the sky that was torn apart by the power of the gods. It was the last legacy left by Qiyao Emperor to this land - the fire of resistance and determination.
