Chapter 543: Calming the Machine Soul

At this time, not only did prayers not receive any response, but divine arts became unusable. Many priests in the temple tried every means to please the gods every day, hoping to regain the attention of divine arts and gods.

But that was impossible. After all, the gods had fallen, and things that did not exist could not respond to you.

Since the gods no longer responded to believers, many less devout believers even chose to leave the church.

When you had divine arts before, we were friends of life and death. Now that you are not, I am sorry, we don’t seem to be very familiar.

Don’t blame everyone for being so realistic. After all, there are many gods, and they are competing for jobs. If you don’t have divine arts, you are useless to me. Why should I believe in you?

As time went on, the loyalty of some devout believers began to waver. It was not just because they had no divine arts, but because the more devout believers were, the more they felt that they might be abandoned by the gods for no reason. This huge psychological gap was difficult to accept, and there were many suicides.

Logically speaking, only Li Chengxi’s priests could still cast divine arts. Could it be that the spider goddess was not knocked down?

According to the information that Aoerdai heard from Li Chengxi, even the Soul Mother Pharasma, one of the oldest goddesses, was knocked down. Compared with this old man, the Spider Goddess can only be regarded as a piece of shit. There is no reason for her to stay on the throne.

Aoerdai raised her head vigorously, trying to see more clearly, but the distance was still a bit far, and Aoerdai's height was not much of an advantage, so she could not see the movements of the drow priest.

After hesitating for a moment, Aoerdai hooked her finger, and a peeping magic eye quietly flew over the head of the drow priest. Now Aoerdai saw clearly that this group of priests seemed to be casting magic, but in fact they were just tearing the magic scroll.

Magic can be made into scrolls, and of course magic can be made into scrolls. Although priests and mages have different ways of casting spells, casting spells requires consuming their own magic power, so making magic scrolls in case of emergency is also a skill that priests must master.

To put it more clearly, these drow priests are using their previous stocks to pretend that they can still cast spells.

As mentioned before, the drow are too ambitious. Once the male drow find out that the female priests have lost their ability to cast spells and have lost the favor of the Spider Goddess, do you think the males will turn over and become the masters?

Once they lose the power to maintain the social structure, the male drow with higher physical ability and martial arts will inevitably drag all the female priests above them to feed the dogs.

It can even be said that this kind of rebellion is a tradition of the drow, but in the past, there was the Spider Queen, so the male drow did not dare to act rashly.

So these priests secretly tore the scrolls to maintain the appearance that they can still cast magic.

Aoerdai had a strong urge to shout to the people below, "Those black old women can no longer use magic", which might make the water more muddy.

Fortunately, she held back. After all, after shouting this, it is unclear whether the male drow will stab the female priests. Aoerdai is afraid that she will immediately become the most handsome guy in the audience.

There are actually some overlaps between divine arts and magic. This is because the original magic was imitated from divine arts, so mages are also called thieves, people who steal the laws of gods.

But this does not mean that mages can imitate all divine arts. Divine arts are good at buffing their own people, which is difficult for magic to imitate.

The drow priests were also very decisive in their actions. If they didn't do it, they would go all out.

Spells were cast one after another on the desperate drow warriors below, and debuff spells were cast one after another on the heads of the Glow Ion Yin Order and the Wild Bear Mercenaries.

Originally, alchemical creatures were not afraid of debuffs, such as golems, which were almost immune to this aspect and could only be interfered with by control spells.

But the magic shell was too cheap, and it immediately became restrained under the influence of divine arts, and the advantage in numbers could not be fully utilized.

The wild bear mercenaries did not just watch. The black-robed man who was busy holding the ceremony immediately threw spells at the drow under the protection of the mercenaries.

Fire, frost, lightning, strong acid and sound waves, all kinds of energy spells erupted on the battlefield. No matter who was blown up, as long as it was not their own people, it was a blood profit.

Using divine spells and magic at the same time, the result was that the Glow Ion Yin Order, which had suppressed both sides just now, was now beaten by both sides and was almost beaten back to the portal.

In other words, generally speaking, a certain order should be a believer of a certain god. Even if the gods have fallen and can no longer grant divine spells, can't you have some divine spell scrolls in stock like the drow priests?

In the end, they really couldn't. Even though they were being beaten and the magic shells were scattered all over the floor, they didn't touch a scroll or anything like that.

So these guys are more puzzling than the drow priests. Alde doesn't know any information about them at all.

However, if the current situation continues, it may end up being a 1v1 between the drow and the wild bear mercenaries, and the Glow Ion Yin Society will most likely be kicked out.

However, it turns out that although they don't have the divine scroll, they have more than just this trump card.

To the left and back of the three of Aoerdai, a large shadow suddenly appeared in one of the purple-black cracks under the basin. A strange machine was pushed out of the portal by the prosthetic limb enthusiasts of the Glow Ion Yin Society.

This machine looks like some kind of artillery. The barrel and the gun body can be easily identified, but there are eight mechanical feet underneath it. Huge coils wrap the entire gun mount layer by layer, and dense cables connect the barrel to the breech block.

It is about the size of an ox cart. If the length of the barrel is counted, it is much larger than an ox cart.

This is not the weirdest part. You pull out a cannon and just fire it. What is more confusing is that there is a member of the Glowing Ion Yin Cult wearing a golden red robe behind the breech block. He holds a portable incense burner in his hand and burns incense and prays while swinging at the breech block.

Not only did Aoerdai and the others at the scene feel weird, but Li Chengxi, who was watching the show through the screen, also felt weird.

What is this? Burning incense and praying to appease the machine soul?

Don't tell me, don't tell me, it seems that the machine soul is really happy.

The members of the Glow Ion Yin Cult squatted behind the breech block and burned incense while praying. The coils on the gun mount in front of them lit up with brilliant electric light.

This electric light was transmitted along the large cable to every corner of the entire cannon, and finally, the cannon fired.

As the brightness of the current increased, the cannon roared, and it was impossible to see what kind of physical shells were easily torn open in the battlefield. Whatever touched the shells, they all turned into a blood mist on the spot, without a sound, and disappeared directly.

The shells themselves were embedded in some rock walls, stirring up large areas of smoke and gravel.

It looked very lively, but in fact, in terms of caliber, this cannon was only about 20 to 30 millimeters, but from the launch method, it always felt that it was not a simple gunpowder weapon. There was always a sense of electromagnetic plus gunpowder gas mixed propulsion, so the penetration was very strong.

The same caliber of cannons on Earth are generally equipped on armored vehicles or aircraft, and the power is not strong enough.

But power can actually be compensated by quantity.

The arc covering the gun body not only did not decrease, but became brighter. With the piercing scream of the servo motor, the gun barrel actually turned, and shells swept towards the enemy camp like raindrops.

This is not a cannon that fires one shot at a time, but a machine gun that fires continuously!

I finally got rid of a lot of things for the New Year today. If nothing unexpected happens, I will resume four updates tomorrow_(:з」∠)_