Rebellion

Rewinding the time, the first batch of monsters were defeated. The ground was covered with scorched earth and blood. The mechanic reached out and pressed on the damaged mechanical beast, and the metal frame spontaneously crawled and fused, and soon formed a brand new mechanical beast.

Afterwards, she used the same trick again to repair the fallen androids.

The androids quickly collected the resources from the monsters. The piled-up corpses gave off a strong bloody smell that was carried by the wind to faraway places.

More monsters were attracted and attacked by stepping on the corpses of the same kind. When the team entered the battlefield, they were involved in the battle without any surprise.

The A-level bloodline was quite powerful, and they even cleared a small area. With a well-trained team, they were evenly matched against monsters of the same level, and other small monsters were even more vulnerable.

But why are there more and more monsters?

The A-level bloodline wiped his face, feeling doubtful. According to convention, both sides should be in a period of fatigue, but looking around, the number of mechanical beasts and monsters has not decreased, only the blood and corpses on the ground are increasing.

At some point, he and his men were separated by the monsters. They were like a boat drifting with the current, drifting in a desperate situation. Even with sufficient combat power, the A-level bloodline was still in a difficult battle.

The violent attack made him lose ground step by step. The Bloodblood's face turned pale, and the hand holding the weapon trembled slightly. He finally realized that he might not have entered a battlefield where he could pick up loopholes, but a terrible hell.

When the strength is exhausted, it depends on physical strength. When the physical strength is exhausted, it depends on will. The numb spirit commands the body, and the sweaty palms are slippery. When he chops at the next enemy, the knife he tightly grasped slips out of his hand.

Oops!

The human's pupils constricted, reflecting the rapidly approaching fangs. At this moment, he almost heard the sound of a death scream. At the same time, an extremely small sound rang out.

“Ka——”

The monster in front of him fell down, and a small bullet hole appeared on his forehead. The A-level bloodline felt dizzy, and the hot blood surging in his chest finally cooled down.

"That's why I prefer machines to humans. Machines always do what they're told, but humans do the extra work."

A cold voice came from above, and the mechanic walked past him. Even in the chaotic battlefield, she remained calm and indifferent, ignoring the bloodline's wolves.

"Go to the back."

The A-level bloodline turned pale and red, and had to lower his head. He walked back a few steps and couldn't help but look back.

The woman stretched out her hand and pressed the pistol, and the ordinary gun instantly transformed into a cannon barrel, with a silver-white luster flowing on the surface. The mechanic carried the cannon barrel on his thin shoulders and aimed at the large number of monsters in front of him. He fired without hesitation. The bright flame pierced the air, and the place where it landed exploded with blood.

“Bang—!”

The A-level bloodline felt a chill on his back, and he no longer had the will to fight. Who would want to go against such a terrifying person? No matter how strong he was, he couldn't withstand a single blow from the other party!

The mechanic led the battlefield in an orderly manner. More monsters were attracted by the sound of artillery fire and ignored the mechanical legion coming from outside.

They are a giant meat grinder, cutting and grinding flesh from the outside in until the earth is dyed red.

Seeing that the energy liquid was almost used up, the mechanic sighed and said, "Almost done, call Canaan."

An illusory door opened in the air, with bright red patterns carved on the obsidian, layer upon layer of intricate and beautiful patterns. Deep black mist poured out from the door, as if it was a tunnel leading to the abyss.

After half a year of training by Oleus, the door is now thriving. Unless it finds the so-called "ultimate object" one day and completes its transformation, it will be completely inseparable from Oleus' blood.

A silver-haired young man stepped out, his face showing neither joy nor sadness.

Millions of translucent vines bloom, emitting a soft glow.

Wherever the light reaches, everything disappears. All the monsters stare at that figure in horror, and before they can escape, they become captured food.

The silent chewing continued.

He stood in the center of the light, lowered his eyelashes and looked down at the world.

Like a compassionate god, but also like a ruthless devil.

The swallowing has not yet ended, the domain continues to expand, cleaning up the pollution on every piece of land. The oppressive black fog is melted by the light, and the long-awaited sunlight falls on this chaotic land.

The bloodline members who stayed in the camp saw this scene from afar, their eyes filled with horror.

Countless monsters were attracted by the light and rushed into the area and turned into ashes. This scene really gave them great excitement.

Mason was focused and controlled Canaan to carefully handle every corner, which allowed the subsequent troops to enter.

After opening up a safe area, a large number of cement trucks and airships arrived at the destination carrying materials. This cheap and abundant material undoubtedly opened up a new era of construction. Combined with the technology of the mechanical city, the town can be built in the shortest time. The priests sent by the church were assigned to various places to cooperate in purification and suppression of mutations.

As the settlement area expanded, the bloodline people finally found a place to use their skills and took on patrol duties. If they didn't do something, they would doubt their purpose.

Mason was manipulating the vests to kill people in the front, while he was busy in the back. He had already thought about how to build this place, and the people from the mechanical city who got the design just wanted to ask one question: How much labor do you have and where to spend it?

Mason had only one thing to say: Don't be stingy with money! Money can come again. Once the foundation of a city is built, it will be difficult to change it later!

The gathering of the five major families in the West, the support from Partington, the cooperation of the Mechanical City and the Church, and the abandonment of the great war were extremely rare scenes in normal times.

The creatures in the black mist would not sit still and wait for death, but unfortunately Mason had made up his mind this time. He was a person who rarely made up his mind, but when such a person really wanted to do something, he usually had an extraordinary persistence.

Partington sent a group of people to maintain the transport channel. The shallow layer was directly penetrated. Mason missed the profiteer vest more than at this time. With the opponent around, what was the problem with money?

Now he could only use all his sweet talk and diligent efforts to get money out of the pockets of the nobles and then invest in endless infrastructure construction. He traded with the nobles using purified crystals while using mechanics to produce frantically, urging the mechanical city to start production as soon as possible.

High city walls rose from the ground, wide roads stretched out in the dark fog, and street lights lit up, illuminating the dark fog.

Although Mason chose the central region, it benefited a large area and truly built a road into the dark fog.

Although there are frequent monster attacks and many dangers, this is a real road leading into the dark fog!

Without Canaan, the church staff would definitely not be able to support such a large-scale purification. Wherever the Silver-haired Son of God walked, the area would automatically absorb the surrounding pollution, greatly reducing the burden on the priests.

Without Oleus and the Mechanic leading the clearing, it would be difficult to ensure that the number of monsters around would always remain stable at a very low level. Once the former gets into killing, he will be tireless like a perpetual motion machine, while the latter flattened countless monster nests with precise control and large-scale mechanical crushing.

As the three became more famous, Mason, the owner of the territory, faded into the background. The brilliance of the vests was so great that it overshadowed the brilliance of the lord.

Mason was not in a hurry. He was already very busy. After all, both the vest and the real body were his. Why should there be a distinction between you and me? If he really wanted to make achievements, he would have relied on the vest to join the Noble Association and restore the human empire.

Unfortunately, things never turn out as planned.

At this time, Mason learned new news——

A tribe of monsters came to surrender.

......

The camp was rarely so lively. The bloodline members who were supposed to be out on patrol were huddled together, whispering to each other.

"I didn't expect the monster to surrender on its own initiative. Before, we were the ones being chased and running for our lives."

"I never thought the monster in the dark mist could be so beautiful."

"Will they let them stay?"

"Who knows? If it's really not threatening, I'd be happy with it."

Some people laughed obscenely and looked at each other recklessly. It was not like they were looking at people, but rather at something new.

Most of the monsters in the black fog are brutal and ferocious, but the ones who surrendered this time are different.

She was a beautiful girl with long silver hair, deer-like eyes, and a pitiful temperament. The most attractive thing was the pair of snow-white antlers on her head, which was extremely eye-catching.

This level of humanity is extremely rare among monsters. Apart from the antlers, the girl is almost indistinguishable from an ordinary person. Coupled with her special temperament, it naturally arouses the attention of many people.

This "exhibition" did not last long. Soon, the girl was led into the meeting room on the upper floor.

Facing the leaders, the girl was very humble: "We are a group of mutant deer spirits. We have no fighting ability and have always lived in peace with the world. As long as we can survive, we are willing to do anything."

The scrutinizing gaze fell on her, and one of them asked, "How did you survive without the ability to fight?"

"We live in a remote area with no predators around. And we can tame herbivores, which will help us fight."

Another person asked, "Why do you want to join us?"

The girl thought of something, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes: "During this period of time, many of our neighbors have been eliminated. The deer spirits are absolutely unable to resist the attacks of humans. We just want to survive."

The upper bloodline people asked questions one by one, and the girl answered them all with a very sincere attitude. It was obvious that she was really frightened by the human attack.

Do you want to accept their joining?

The leaders who remained in the camp discussed the matter.

"I think it's possible. Their abilities are not strong, so they can try to tame monsters without bloodline abilities. If successful, it will be a great achievement."

"I object. Are you crazy to let these monsters into the camp?"

"I agree. The camp is well guarded. As long as we handle it properly, they won't be able to cause any trouble."

"......"

Seeing that the humans were slow to make a decision, Lu Ling bit her lip and threw her last fire bomb.

"If you suspect us, we can wear mechanical collars that kill us with the push of a button. Please, even if it means being slaves, the Deer Tribe just wants a chance to survive."

The other party said this, and the bloodline people couldn't help but be moved. A monster like Lu Ling, which is highly anthropomorphic and not obviously harmful, voluntarily surrendered, which is of great significance to human beings' research on monsters.

"Then how should we explain this to Viscount Mason?"

As the distance increased, the construction speed could not keep up with the speed of the attack, so the two sides temporarily separated. Mason was busy arranging tasks and often ran back and forth. Lu Ling came this time just when the other party was not there.

The most respected bloodline was silent for a while, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes. He was the highest-ranking bloodline here, so he naturally had the right to speak.

At that moment, he lowered his voice and said, "When the Viscount comes back, everything will be settled. Why would he object? As long as those three people don't come back, it will be up to us to decide. Don't forget, we are the managers of the city."

What's the point of being the nominal owner? As we all know, management is the greatest power! Their power has already infiltrated the stronghold. As long as they reach an agreement, what can Mason do even if he comes back?

The others looked at each other and finally made up their minds.

"That's it!"