Chapter 462: Chain Reaction

Hill District, Deep Valley Quarry.

That gatekeeper "fell asleep" again and was carried to a distance by two "Heart of Machinery" members.

Hooramic Haydn, wearing a white priest's robe and a clergyman's soft hat, gazed at the mine entrance that was already wide open. A shadow hung over his kind and gentle face.

After the Church of "Steam and Machinery" lost all its dioceses in the Loen Kingdom, this former Backlund archbishop and member of the God-Front Conference returned to the headquarters located in Intis. For the past few years, he had been rushing to different places in the posture of a firefighter, dealing with various serious extraordinary events.

He knew better than the vast majority of clergy of the Church of "Steam and Machinery" that this world seemed to maintain peace, but it was actually festering in many places, problems were constant, hidden dangers were everywhere in the dark, and all the orthodox churches and government organizations could only struggle to maintain it.

Hooramic withdrew his thoughts, sighed silently, and said to the "Heart of Machinery" deacon beside him:

"Take action. God will protect us.

"Steam be above!"

As he spoke, he drew a triangular holy emblem on his chest.

Following the cleanup order issued by the burly "Heart of Machinery" deacon, some members carried iron-black cannon-like items, some held weapons shaped like steam firearms but without backpacks, with golden ammunition belts inserted, and some took out leather scrolls and metal-crafted charms, while others aimed rings, canes, etc., forward.

Rumble!

A golden fireball like a miniature sun flew out from the cannon barrel first, landing in the middle of the quarry hollow.

It was followed by "cannonballs" of different colors and "bullets" of different shapes, so the light that rose and the waves that scattered cleaned the entire Deep Valley Quarry over and over again, but maintained the stability of the cave structure, only producing slight collapse.

After several rounds of cleanup, the secret cave in the quarry was directly blown open, presenting the appearance inside.

Hooramic's eyes lit up with dark red light that didn't belong to humans, clearly seeing that the white mist permeating the secret cave had been almost completely dispersed, and strips of human arms and thighs belonging to humans were embedded on the rock walls on both sides.

This archbishop stepped forward, leading two teams of "Heart of Machinery" members through the quarry and arriving at that secret cave.

Just before entering, he looked back at the outside, looking at the Deep Valley Monastery not far from here.

There, the Trier archbishop was monitoring with a sealed artifact.

Hooramic then examined the human arms and legs on the rock wall, discovering that they were all connected to mechanical parts like gears and crankshafts, as if they were some kind of experimental product.

Under the deacon's order, the members of the "Heart of Machinery" began a new round of cleanup until those arms, legs, and machinery all turned into ashes or fragments, and then they deepened into the secret cave, going down along the tunnel.

Similar processes appeared repeatedly until Hooramic, who wore a clergyman's soft hat and had gray hair, and the "Heart of Machinery" members arrived at a giant laboratory-like hall.

Here, human arms and machinery combined, continuously grabbing parts from cabinets, water tanks, long tables, and iron boxes along the tracks on the ceiling, and sending them to the furnace fire in the deepest part of the hall.

In that place, there were several human corpses piled up, and a human composed entirely of machinery stood by.

"He" was more than three meters tall. One prosthetic eye looked like an emerald, and the other looked like a ruby, both supported by a large number of parts. The temple position was covered by a transparent special material, and one could see the gray-white brain squirming inside.

This mechanical giant looked at the "Heart of Machinery" members scattered at the entrance of the hall and let out a laugh with a sense of metal friction:

"Are you very surprised? Without steam providing power, and without the human body to drive, I can do anything normally, including fighting. Unfortunately, my sequence is not high enough, so I can't replace the brain either.

"Seeing this scene, you don't need to doubt anymore, right? We are the favorites of God. What we listen to is the true teaching of God, while you have been eroded by secular prosperity and enjoyment, far away from the throne of God!"

Hooramic looked left and right, seeing that the "Heart of Machinery" members present were exceptionally vigilant and not shaken, and nodded with satisfaction.

He turned to look at the mechanical giant, his kind face showing no obvious expression change:

"Using 'Spirituality Gemstones,' right?

"Using humans to refine 'Spirituality Gemstones' is much more cruel than using steam to drive, and it is also much more wasteful.

"Claude, I thought you just lost your way for a while and would slowly wake up when you arrived at the Deep Valley Monastery. I didn't expect that you had already become a heretic!"

"Heretic?" The mechanical giant laughed, "You are the heretics! How long has it been since you received an oracle?"

"Always have." Hooramic answered calmly, "Claude, tell me, where is the 'Hostel'? Are you cooperating with those evil gods to plot that Trier of the Fourth Epoch?"

Claude, who had turned into a mechanical giant, had his two eyes emit red and green light respectively, and said solemnly:

"You have already moved away from the teachings of God. You no longer have the spirit of sacrifice.

"The future of this world, the opportunity for God to ascend to the highest, are all in that Trier of the Fourth Epoch. The earlier you open it, the greater the hope!"

Without waiting for Hooramic to respond, the mechanical giant said coldly:

"I will let you see who is the heretic and who is the follower of God!"

As soon as his voice fell, the light in the two prosthetic eyes erupted. Inside the entire hall, rumbling continued, and the movement of mechanical operation echoed with a mysterious feeling.

In an instant, the members of the "Heart of Machinery" who were about to do firepower coverage saw scrolls like projections at the same time, depicting humans walking out of ignorance, growing step by step, and establishing different civilizations at different stages.

These scrolls were both illusory and heavy, both thin and magnificent. Hooramic and the others seemed to have turned into the humans in them, feeling the weight and glory of civilization.

Just at this time, a face appeared "outside the scroll."

"He" wore a high crown, his nostrils were rotten to the point of only two black holes, and his eyes were countless star charts superimposed, staring greedily at Hooramic and the others, staring at the civilization they were in.

Silently, more faces stuck to the surface of the scroll. Some had their heads divided into two by a ruler, some were pasted with yellow paper filled with weird runes, some were covered with wheat and rice, and some were barely composed of different symbols into a human shape.

These faces were even more huge than Hooramic and the others combined. They stared dead at the scene inside across the scroll.

The "Heart of Machinery" members who were seen by these faces felt fear from the bottom of their hearts, as if the entire civilization would be destroyed.

Just as they were about to lose control, these faces disappeared strangely, just like when they appeared.

The scene Hooramic saw before his eyes returned to normal, and the mechanical giant Claude and the hall that was operating crazily entered his eyes again.

This archbishop didn't have any wavering, but his voice had a few more points of anger:

"Heretic!"

As the voice echoed, he folded his left wrist with his right palm, revealing a black, cold, and heavy metal tube there.

The sound of gears engaging erupted, and light like daylight lit up, covering the entire hall.

The members of the "Heart of Machinery" also launched attacks one after another.

Rumble!

The Deep Valley Quarry appeared to have obvious shaking, just like encountering a short and violent earthquake.

…………

Underground Trier, outside the stone door where the Carbonari disappeared.

Balls of crimson fireballs floated in mid-air, illuminating the dark tunnel.

"Flame" Danitz, wearing a linen shirt, a brown jacket, and dark trousers, stepped on a pair of black leather boots, looking at the stone door not far away with one hand in his pocket.

His hair and eyebrows were both scorched yellow, and he had a weed in his mouth. His deep blue but bright eyes looked left and right.

Nearly twenty men dressed as sailors were scattered in the surrounding area silently, some turning daggers, some wiping the barrels of revolvers, some moving their necks...

One of the brown-haired sailors with a smile on his face broke the silence and said to "Flame" Danitz:

"Captain, why are we helping the Intis government pursue the Carbonari, and it's free?"

Danitz glanced at him, spat out the weed in his mouth, and cursed in a low voice:

"Shit, do you want to watch Trier be destroyed?

"Are you still Intisians?"

As he spoke, he swung his fist toward the stone door.

This group of bastards, don't they know that their captain has many properties in Trier?

On the surface of Danitz's fist, the scorching white flames gathered more and more with the swinging action, finally turning into a fireball that emitted a destructive aura.

Rumble!

The earth shook, and the stone door fell apart.

…………

Jenna fell lightly in the darkness that seemed to have no bottom, sometimes being scratched by gravel, but didn't suffer substantial harm.

After falling for I don't know how long, her feet finally stepped on solid ground.

Her beautiful blue eyes then reflected a building:

It was a slightly crooked beige house. The bottom three floors had obvious characteristics of the Roselle period, using a large number of columns, arches, and large windows, while the top two floors were simple as if they were added temporarily.

This is... Jenna was obviously stunned for a moment.

She was very familiar with the building in front of her.

That was the Golden Rooster Hotel!

At this very moment, there was still light shining from many rooms in the Golden Rooster Hotel. Jenna saw a man and a woman embracing and looking out from a glass window on the third floor.

The man wore black-framed glasses, his brown hair was combed quite neatly, while the woman wore a lake-blue dress, her face was plump, and her brown eyes had a strange sense of detachment.

Thump, thump, Jenna's heart beat violently.

She hadn't really seen that woman, but she recognized that man:

That was the missing playwright Gabriel!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 463 =====