"Yes, it's just crying." Jota responded.
His voice was very soft, as if he hadn't had a good sleep for several nights, with a little weakness.
"Oh?" The giant pope turned around, "throw away" the accumulated water in his hand, frowned and puzzled.
"As the [Slayer], I can't understand everything about the 'Ancient God and Demon Machine'. The water that now permeates the magic circle is a mixture of rainwater summoned by 'Vita Water' and 'Ancient God and Demon Machine'. As long as the [Slayer] approaches it with the purpose of activation, it will 'cry'." Jota replied.
"Where is the ephemeral?" asked the giant pope, stroking the scepter, as if stroking the gentle domestic cat.
"I don't know." Jota shook his head, stood up straight, reached out to caress, tidied up his pure black hair, and said:
"Maybe it was someone's prophecy that was descended to prevent us from activating magic weapons. The ephemerals often bloom for a moment in the darkest and mysterious night. As long as the observer is a little distracted, its 'glorious' will be fleeting. If you want to see the flowers bloom, you have to wait for a long time."
"Maybe it's a guide, Jota, especially to you." The giant pope guessed in a sharp voice.
"Why?" Jota asked.
"'A moment of blooming', we only need you to drive magic weapons to resist humans in one day, no, a few hours. As for the strange abilities it comes with, I don't expect anything other than guiding us on the points related to the 'Daughter of Mechanism'." The giant pope replied:
“In other words, you only need to drive it once.”
"Indeed, but Your Majesty, before I take the 'Ancient God's Sob' potion, I want to talk to you about the past and future of this sected monster. You know, I am the only professional of the three major churches now. You may not be able to find a new slaughter in the future, and even if you find it, he may not be as good as I know 'Ancient God and Demon Machine'." Jota asked in a pleading tone.
"Of course. Five years ago, you were the first to discover the magic weapon hidden in the dark corner of the warehouse, covered in oil-stained burlap." The giant pope agreed.
"'Ancient God and Demon Machine', 'Ancient God and Demon Machine'. It has nothing to do with the Creator, nor has it to do with the Order God. As we all know, the old gods and the Order God are two completely different systems, even conflicting existences." Qiaota stood in place and explained:
"A type of believers who live in the dark deep sea, luring them to go crazy and crazy, and finally willingly sacrifice themselves to fulfill the great power of the gods. Most believers who believe in and contact with such gods have mental illness, but can rely on various means to maintain spiritual stability.
Another type is existence close to the light. They are said to live in fantasy and wonderful divine realms, relying on human faith to gain power. As long as humans seek Gods, talk about Gods, and even remember them, they all have the power to continuously obtain the magic power under the order built by the Creator and maintain their existence. But as long as they are completely forgotten, they will disappear and turn into powder."
"Ancient Gods and Demons" is the work of the old gods. The great old gods realized the power of a power called 'technology' at the beginning of the Steam Age. Dipser and Kearu, among them, meditated in the dark, wet, and sticky underground palaces, accidentally burst into an idea of ​​combining the power of the old gods with machinery."
"Fused...think?" The careful listening "Ning Wan" asked before the giant Pope, with doubt on his face, looking at Jota with a calm face.
"Yes, that's right. Traditional monsters are too boring, do you know? 'Changing wish'. No, you may not know, because you have great power beyond all the lost people in the Sun-Nepal Empire, and sometimes you don't see the beauty of 'technology'. But the old gods are different. Although they have been quietly appearing from the bottom of the deep sea in the dark moments, and then constantly attacking humans. But since humans invented the powerful artillery and the Cruzde Empire developed sonar and radar that can see through everything, they dare not appear in front of the world easily."
"They are mysterious, at least they think so themselves. They need to maintain a rare sense of mystery, so they have to learn, keep up with the times, and evolve themselves."
"Evolution? Is one of the directions of the evolution of gods mechanization?" "Ningyuan" asked with interest, his eyes rolling and thinking.
"That's right. Countless prophets broke through the wormholes that bound time and found that the future era would be an era of machinery, real machinery, rather than a prosthetic limb built with ragged iron. Countless electronic components are aggregated and covered by steel or more powerful and precious metals, and become limbs that do not have magic power but can be controlled by people without the power of magic."
"At that time, human beings will no longer need a body, but it is not a simple soul to unblock and reach the other side of God, but to inject consciousness into a small piece of metal and connect it to a more powerful steel body. Explain it in a passage from the future, that is..."
"What is it?" asked urgently.
"Give up the flesh, abandon pain, merge machinery, and ascension to the age of the age."
"The future people believe that only by abandoning the fragile, sick, easy to age, easy to collapse, and some born emotions, and thus choosing to escape into the sequence of machinery can we truly enter the vast universe and reach the other side of the stars."
"We humans can easily know these, let alone the old gods? They know the future better than us, so they transformed the flesh into steel, the nerves into conducting electronic components, the brain into chips to store consciousness, the heart, and a real 'steel pump', thus achieving mechanized evolution."
"But the old gods had countless bodies. In the moss-covered fortress of the deep sea, there were spare bodies buried by gods and priests. As long as the deep sea is not destroyed and the planet is not destroyed, they can protect them forever in the mysterious and eternal night until their faithful believers abandon their lives and seek sacrifices to invite them to take over this miserable world again."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "So..." "Ningyou" interrupted Jota, pointing to the back of the "magic array" where the giant pope is located, and said:
"Can I understand this way? The ancient gods and demons are huge machinery evolved from the body of the old god, which combines the power of gods and other extraordinary powers such as the power of demons?"
"That's right, the 'wish condensation', the 'hope' sequence core strengthens your wisdom, and also strengthens your understanding ability." Qiaota nodded and said:
"But the body of the old gods used by the 'ancient gods' is the spare body they carefully shaped in ancient times a long time ago. The 'ancient' here represents the ancient and ancient times. Also, the 'ancient gods' we obtained is actually a dry body."
"How do you understand the dry body?" "Ningyuan" continued to ask.
"The old god took away and destroyed the chips transformed from the brain of the spare body, and the "magic weapon" left behind became a carrier. As long as there is a [Slaughter] willing to sacrifice himself and turn himself into a material that replaces the chip, he can perfectly inherit the power of the old god. This is a sporadic record in the Gods chapter of "Ancient Things": "
"The long-standing gods sacrifice their power, and the long time to reserve hope, machinery is the eternal truth, and power is the unchanging law of the ages."
"They are wet, but they love dryness; they are dark, but they long for light; they have flesh, but they create machinery; they have been sleeping, but they want to wake up."
"Jota, when I heard your description, I seemed to know more clearly the past and future of the 'Ancient God and Demon Machine'. Now I just want to ask you one question." The giant pope finally spoke and said in a slightly dry voice.
"Please, please." Jota said withdrew.
"Have you fully adjusted your state? If you are ready now, I will chant the spell to activate the 'Ancient God and Demon Machine', although this will lose one tenth of my life. However, this little life is no longer important. The life of the lost is itself long and meaningless, even accompanied by pain and killing." The giant pope showed a bitter expression, crossed his hands and pressed it on the beast-headed scepter.
"Of course I'm ready. Now I have a very clear consciousness and my magic power is very full, and I'm just about taking that potion." Qiaota nodded and said.
"That's great, we can start the formal 'project', haha." The giant pope smiled.
Immediately afterwards, he poured the magic power in his body into his hands, and after it emitted a slightly red light, he whispered in Cruise German:
"Great sages, please bless us. The 'burning fire' buried deep in our bodies and spirits has given us endless courage. Now, please shine the light of the Lord of the Dark Night, please wrap us with the haze of the Goddess of Light, please listen to the call of our temporary believers, and give us the power to fight."
After the mantra was chanted, a golden light surged from the old Pope's face.
They were like bright ribbons, hovering and flying in the air, and finally gently fell into the magic circle with complex patterns.
As the water accumulation and withered flowers evaporate and are annihilated, the magic circle emits a brilliant light.
The patterns of gears that look like two spliced ​​together emit a soft light like dusk, the patterns that look like giant dragon heads emit bright red light, the patterns that look like moon emit a blue and vast brilliance, and some patterns that look like human outlines emit a colorful psychedelic color.
They are like the sky, like flames, like stars, like dreams, and last for several minutes before they slowly become dimmed.
boom!----------------------
Just as several people stared at the "magic array" and thought about the meaning of light, the ground trembled violently like an earthquake.
A moment later, the cheap black fabric flew over the "Mechanical Test Zone" like a ghost, torn by a mysterious force, shattered and scattered like black snowflakes to every corner of the ground.
Chapter completed!