"Hahaha, Emperor, 'Red-faced Hayne' told me that anyone who calls himself emperor in 'Grey Dream' is either a madman... the kind of guy who comes in and out of the mental hospital. He or he really has the power to control everything, whether it is a magic source or a top professional.

I don't know 'Emperor'... Uh, Mr. 'Emperor', do you control that extraordinary power?" The tone of "Echoer" betrayed his keen interest in Ivant's identity.

However, since they are all "humans" or lost people who can enter the "Grey Dream", they naturally have their own abilities to take action and be proud of.

The crown prince did not want to, and was never willing to make more meaningless debates with those "trolls" he thought.

But after thinking about it, he still squirmed into the Adam's apple and said in a slightly sharp, generally low voice:

"You don't know who I am, right? I don't want to tell you here. After all, what I can do is not as simple as controlling the Sun Nirvana Empire. If I know your identity, the 'Echoerer', I will find someone to arrest you, and I can execute you directly without the judgment of the military center. It's very simple, just a 'biu' sound, you can go to meet the Lord."

"Oh?" The "Echoer" whispered ventriloquism.

"Yes, I have this ability. A few years ago, there were many fools in the empire who spread the "failure theory". They often say that humans cannot defeat the losers, and humans are always the reserve army of unintentional people.

They often call themselves "the wise man who knows all public affairs." Unfortunately, even the greatest wise man is fair in front of silver bullets.

So, boy, I advise you to respect me. As long as I think, I will soon know where you are and why you are." Evant said cognitively.

"The process of waiting for the 'armor spirit' is really interesting, His Majesty the Emperor'. But as far as I know, the upper-level professions enjoy privileges in the 'Grey Dream', and they can not be attacked by the middle-level and lower-level professions, nor will they forget everything in the dream, but will remember it extremely clearly. You are not an upper-level profession, right?" The "Echoer" did not care about Ivant's questioning, but responded with a smile.

"Although I am not, the one who guided me in was an upper-level profession, who would obviously be stronger than you. After all, according to the information I control, the peak of the combat effectiveness of the three major churches is the twelve cardinals. You, you cannot be any of them." Evant analyzed cautiously.

Although the conversation with the "Echoer" reminded him of those who do not do personnel and comment on the decision-making of the empire every day, it seems that the young man in front of him is qualified and capable to challenge him. It is better to communicate first and get more information.

"I'm not, after all, I'm a real human. I hate those legion soldiers who call me the Lost when they see me on the edge of the yellow sand. I should at least be considered a supernatural person.

So, I was stunned by the surging blood and I raised my hand and hit them.

What I like most about this 'Crazy Bear' pistol is its power. Their heads instantly left their strong bodies. The floating red 'dye' actually made me feel slightly moved."

"His Majesty 'Emperor', although I am not a lost person, I am also afraid that I will lose myself in the smell of hunger and blood when I come from Dunusk to hike all the way.

Fortunately, I grabbed a mechanical chariot, and I calculated from the map that it was not too far from the military camp area in the northern Highlands." The "Echoer" said "speaking freely" on his own.

But to Evante, if the actions of the young man in front of him were real, he would be even more crazy than the Lost.

After all, from the tone, the mental state of the "lost" seems to be very unstable, but one thing is worthy of recognition. This person either became crazy in a cruel battle with the "lost" and the unintentional person, with some traumatic stress sequelae.

Either it has experienced some serious mental blows, then been polluted by evil and filthy forces, schizophrenia, or is under "calm madness".

After walking a little left and right, Evante held his chin and integrated the information revealed during the conversation of "Echoer" and analyzed it reliably.

"You are a member of the Imperial Legion, and this is the information you reveal in your words. But I would rather believe that you are a member of the Guard, and that you are either from Zhnetsk or Socrates."

"How did you see it?" The "Echoer" felt that his heart was obviously slower.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that his mind, which had just been confused, became clear. In the gray dream, he realized that he had revealed information that made him dangerous in a state of trance.

This is a stupid act!

"You mentioned Dunusk. You should know that there was no legion except the guards that had just come out of Dunusk's mission during this period.

The Socra and the Zhnetsk Guards were ordered by the Royal and Socratic Commission respectively to find the ‘Emblem of Tomorrow’.

And you will not be the "site hunter" who arrested members of the legion and threatened the empire for money. After all, you care a lot about the identity of your psychic.

So, in fact, rigorously, you have exposed all your information to my vision in just a few words.

Therefore, I advise you to respect me. After all, the upper-class professional empire also needs it. I will feel a pity if I find you and kill you." The crown prince said with a coercion.

"His Majesty of the Emperor, I... I am indeed sorry, but I have no intention of discriminating against you. To be honest, it was indeed a decision on my whim when I came to the 'Dream of Gray'.

I just mentioned the smell of blood, right? Indeed, I was afraid that I would become a bloody loser, or even a monster, so I escaped here.”

"I... do want to wait for the 'armored spirit', after all, it's getting closer and closer to the 'Blood Night Ritual'. During the last meeting, he mentioned that he was looking for the 'Body Yuan Daughter', and also revealed his intention to stop the ritual.

After all, regardless of whether the ceremony was successful or not, the Socra Committee exercised selfish desires at the cost of more than one million people's lives. So I wanted to meet him "offline". Since I was about to reach the silence level, I think my meeting with him is very necessary and it is also one of the topics that need to be discussed." The "Echoer" said sincerely.

"I heard of the 'Blood Night Ritual'." Ivant was not in a hurry to reveal his identity, and he said with reservations:

"What I can assure you is that the Empire does not allow mass killing and destruction of cities. The Socra Council's men are indeed traitors, but it is very difficult to eliminate the people in the capital that have not yet made rebellious moves."

"I want to stop the ritual... If it is difficult from the decision-maker level, then we can only rely on ourselves. I have a few very good comrades... Although one of them was killed while fighting a huge monster, I have the confidence to discover the realm of the gods through the secrets in my body, and then overcome all difficulties to enter it, find Him, and even get His guidance and gain strength.

As long as the power of the "Daughter of Mechanism" is touched by me and controlled by me, then the most important part of the "Blood Night Ritual" "Lalaye's Dream" will naturally not be activated.

In other words, this decision will fundamentally become a plant without rhizomes, floating in the air without any touching." The "Echoer" replied firmly.

Silenced, staring at the fascinating crimson moon, Evante thought for a few minutes and pronounced an extremely familiar but very unfamiliar word:

"The chooser."

He added:

"The Remaining Page of the Diary of the Chosener."

"You..." The tone of "Echoer" was obviously filled with a strong sense of surprise.

If both parties can have a honest conversation face to face, Evant will definitely see the "Echoer"'s mouth wide open, forming a round "o" shape.

However, the "chosener" clearly realized the importance of the words Evante said after careful consideration. He immediately calmed down his restlessness and asked urgently:

"What do you know about the 'choice'? It's very important to me. My secret is about Him. I don't want to be manipulated in confusion, controlled by the Commission and the Empire. I want to explore the secrets of my body, and... the secrets of my power."

"Under the crimson moon sky is a powerful dragon clan, and in the confused red is the power to understand the mystery. The call of the daughter of the Mechanical Yuan has not stopped, and Cruisd's secret is waiting for wisdom to crack."

"This is the first diary I read. Since you can get here, I probably don't have to translate more.

By the way, I came to the ‘Machine Spirit’ to exchange the contents of the diary. I had the last exchange. After all, I wanted to crack the verse that could help eliminate the lost. As for the daughter of Mechanism, I was not interested in anything other than his mechanical heart." Evant said.

"Then, have you read... about summoning the apostles of God?" The tone of "Echoer" is still urgent.

"It's okay to tell you, boy, if you can mention stopping the 'Blood Night Ritual', then we can become friends. Whether you are strong or not, whether you are proficient in your power and your ability to control the machinery, you have a belief in justice in your heart. Even if you make wrong moves in some small things, it will be harmless." The prince said, looking up at the distance with his head held high and recalled hard:

"I remember it was described as this: looking for the daughter of the Mechanics requires the ritual of summoning the apostles of the gods. The gods are in the quiet highlands, and the gods are in the lost swamp.

One is the ultimate wet place, the other is the ultimate dry place. The apostle summoned through the ritual possesses the ancient red power, which is the magic power related to Cruise, and the apostle possesses the "tenta that confuses the dark creatures, the shield that makes all missiles feel inferior," and the "guider that envies all extraordinary people".

But he is used to unintentionally manipulating the container in the body. He will make the container mistakenly think that it is his will and his decisions. Until it is abandoned, the container will not know its destiny, and will take the apostles to find the gods along the darkness. Since you mentioned this, I would like to ask you, is your friend facing a similar dilemma?

I heard that the group of fools led by George of the Socra Committee performed this ceremony and killed hundreds of strong imperial warriors. Unfortunately, I cannot arrest him at present."

Ivant's last sentence was almost in an unrestrained tone without any consideration.

"That's it." "Echoer" was about to continue asking about the relevant content, but a sense of inappropriate pleasure suddenly emerged in his heart.

In an instant, he suddenly forgot the question he wanted to ask. It seemed that the discussion on the diary of the chooser and the discussion of the apostles of the gods were all irrelevant. Now, waiting for the "armored spirit" is an urgent task.

"By the way, by the way, since we are destined to meet and have talked so much about mysterious things, why don't I give you a gift? You are a member of the Imperial Guard who can come here, then you must be a very outstanding [warrior] in combat.

And you want to do justice and investigate the gods. So, I will give you a recipe." Evant did not forget to win over at the end of the conversation.

He had a dark premonition that the "armor spirit" would arrive soon, and this conversation between him and the "Echoer" basically ended here.

"Please speak." The answer of "Echoer" was neither humble nor arrogant. He bowed slightly and said with gratitude.

"hoshin poslik. The future of machinery and the era." Evant recited in the tone of the poet.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Hoshin? The combination of central language and imperial language? I remember it." Wright repeated silently in his heart.

"As long as you encounter the Shrine Empire Legion and the Chekavsk Legion in the next official battle, and find the Dark Star Legion to recite this sentence, the mantra will play its due role." Ivant said.

He stepped forward a few steps and reached out to pat the shoulder of the "Echoer" wearing a windbreaker, conveying a true sense of recognition and encouragement.

Just as the "Echoer" was sorting out his language and trying to say thank you, they suddenly heard a bright explosion.

boom!

The sound caused the ground surrounded by railings to start shaking and trembling.

A few minutes later, a purple flame descended from the air, falling straight towards the center of the altar like a meteor.

"Be careful, His Majesty the 'Emperor'." The "Echoer"'s reaction ability is obviously beyond ordinary humans, and even surpasses many lost people.

In desperation, he picked up Ivante and rushed to the side. After rolling on the ground for several consecutive rounds, he was finally not hit by flames or burned.

After the sound disappeared, the "Echoer" pulled Ivant to look at the flame just now.

The purple flames had turned into a ball, and bright lightning was still shining around them.

After a few seconds, the sphere condensed into a dark eye, with several fluffs squirming around it. The eyelids and body were intertwined with bright purple green light, and the overall eyeballs showed the characteristics of mechanical bodies.

After the explosion of electric current passed through the ears of the two people, the "Echoer" and Ivant found that the "eyeball" in front of them seemed to have shined in place a few times, and they flickered with a picture of a mechanical giant like a slide.

Then it emitted a colorful brilliance and disappeared from the spot.

"If I remember correctly, this eyeball is the main part of MB-1333: The Substitute Eye, the monster that has been lost for a long time." Evant analyzed.

"If you say so, it seems that the 'Mechanic Spirit' will not come."

“He was in danger,” added the “Echoer”.
Chapter completed!