Chapter 561: Fusion Begins

In the room, Eliza felt a different feeling from her previous visualization.

She couldn't help but stop her meditation and opened her eyes.

There was a silver light coming from my husband’s body, like moonlight, cold and deep.

Before, she would feel a chill spread throughout her body, her mind would be leaping with joy, but her body would react with a chill that penetrated deep into her bones.

Today is different. Although my body still feels cold, it is so cold that a hint of warmth arises and my soul feels more comfortable.

Is this the feeling of yin and yang? Eliza's eyes widened, and she became more thoughtful.

After a while, the colors in the room changed, the silver light disappeared and the golden light shone everywhere.

The body feels as if soaked in warm spring water, every pore of the body is opened, and there seems to be a breeze, making it extremely comfortable.

The soul does not like any rules related to heat, but this time the heat is different. A hint of cool flowers blooms in the hottest moment.

Yin and Yang wax and wane, like a perfect cycle, and Eliza seems to feel that time is a little different.

She woke up from her thoughts, closed her eyes again, felt the rhythm coming from the unknown, and intervened at the right time, visualizing at the same frequency as her husband.

After entering into the state of visualization, she felt that every cell in her body became active, and silver light spread across her sea of ​​consciousness, like a rising full moon.

After a while, the silver light faded and the golden light shone.

The wonderful feeling was felt by both the body and the soul, and Eliza was immersed in this pleasure and couldn't extricate herself.

As she felt the wonderful feeling fade, she heard her husband's voice.

"Okay, today's meditation is over."

Eliza ended her meditation with a sense of loss and said softly:

"Today feels different than before. I really hope it will never stop."

Clown stroked his wife's face with his fingers and said with a smile:

“Maybe one day, you can visualize as well as I do now.”

After the Golden Light Spell reached its limit, his mind relaxed a lot, and now he was ready to deal with the fusion of the worlds.

According to past experience, as long as he can improve his breathing method and law field to the next level, he can advance to become a ninth-level extraordinary creature.

However, the proficiency in breathing techniques and domain power cannot be greatly improved in a short period of time. He plans to persist in practicing at a normal pace and there is no need to push himself so hard.

The next day, Crown got up at seven in the morning.

He can stay awake for a long time, but he can also fall asleep when he wants to, and he will wake up when he wants to or is ready to wake up.

Eliza had finished washing up at this time. She leaned against the bed with an incredible look in her eyes:

"You never seem to wake up so late, nor go to bed as early as last night."

Even when my husband sleeps on weekdays, he goes to bed around two in the morning and gets up at four or five in the morning.

The gods' daily routines are completely different from humans'. The other party said that as long as he wanted, it would be okay for him to not sleep for several months.

"From now on, I will go to bed before 10pm and wake up after 7am. I will change my schedule."

Clown laughed. He had achieved the Golden Level of Stigmata for many years, but his life was no different from that of a cow or a horse.

Now that the Golden Light Spell has been raised to its limit, he knows that he has basically one foot at the finish line of the extraordinary world.

Now, he has to boldly say "no" to the life of a cow and a horse.

Eliza's eyes turned into round almonds. She was stunned for a moment and shook her head gently: "I don't believe it."

Crown chose a horse-drawn carriage for his trip today. When the crisp bells stopped ringing, he heard the horse sneeze.

After flying around for a long time, he was ready to live a down-to-earth life.

Lord opened the door of the carriage and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, we have arrived at the blacksmith's workshop."

The gods chose to ride in a carriage, and as the steward he had to drive the carriage. How could an ordinary coachman be worthy of the dignity of the gods?

Crown got off the carriage and looked up at the sign of the blacksmith shop.

The bronze signboard gleamed with a creaking sound, and the hanging iron chain swayed in the wind. On it was the emblem of the Moya family.

He couldn't help but think of the days when he first came to Rhine City, when the income from being a blacksmith was a major source of his livelihood.

Time is like a quiet river, whose depth is unknown. Memories that we thought we had long forgotten will occasionally rush to the surface from the undercurrent at the bottom of the river, making us suddenly aware of them.

He walked into the blacksmith shop and arrived at the door of the largest forging room, where he could hear the sound of clanging and hammering.

Lord knocked on the door gently, and an impatient voice came from inside.

"I'm busy. Come back later if you have anything else."

"Rupert, the crown has been taken down."

The knocking sound suddenly stopped, and almost at the moment the sound stopped, the heavy iron-clad wooden door was opened.

"Your Majesty, please come in."

The shirtless Rubate bowed and said that His Holiness the Pope had never been to the blacksmith shop, so he thought that 'His Holiness' was the god himself.

When I opened the door, I saw that it was true.

"Finish your work first," Crown said when he entered.

A blacksmith's work needs to be done in one go, and if it is interrupted for a long time, it will have some impact.

"Yes," Rubart replied, and after completing his task as quickly and well as possible, he stood by with his hands hanging down.

Clown walked up to the armor that the other party had just forged and injected a trace of divine power into it. After feeling the effect of the magic circle, he smiled slightly: "Not bad, the trick is very useful."

Seeing the believers making achievements one by one, Crown felt very gratified. He thought that inspecting the work when he had nothing to do was the real life of a leader. Finally, he didn't have to do everything himself.

He could feel how the energy flowed when the magic circle was activated, and after just a few breaths, a detailed diagram of the magic circle appeared in his mind.

"I'll borrow your space. Send someone to get some fifth-tier materials. I need to build two sets of armor."

"Haha, it's my honor to see Your Majesty forging equipment again. The fifth-level materials are all locked in the warehouse. I will go and get them for Your Majesty."

Rubate complimented him and left in a hurry.

In less than ten minutes, he returned pushing the cart.

Crown picked up the material, melted it with the sun's golden flame, and soon obtained the alloy material with the best ratio.

The material flowed in the furnace like flowing magma. Without using any mold, he used his divine power to condense the rough blanks of two sets of armor.

After integrating the magic circle materials into the armor, he picked up the forging hammer and struck while the iron was hot. With a few clanging sounds, the two sets of armor were forged.

Rubate was dazzled and envious. Several abilities of the gods were what senior blacksmiths most desired to possess.

"Your Majesty has not touched a forging hammer for a long time, but your skills are not rusty at all, which is admirable."

Crown smiled. His skills would never regress and would never become rusty.

These two sets of armor were forged for Charles and Sora, and they will have to shoulder their responsibilities in the coming days.

"Is the creation of the new armor going smoothly?"

Crown asked, the design of the armor is very sophisticated and ingenious, the sooner the entire army is equipped with it, the sooner the soldiers can adapt to it.

"Thanks to the help of your Majesty the Spirit Master, the forging work went very smoothly.

Other high-level blacksmiths and I have completed the armor needed by the fifth- and sixth-level transcendents. Now we are starting to focus on forging fourth-level armor.

Low-level blacksmiths have also forged a large number of first-level armors, which can arm nearly 10,000 people."

Rubart spoke of it in detail. He inspected the progress of work every day and knew the situation in the workshop very well.

Klauen nodded slightly. He could tell from the other party's words and mental fluctuations that he was serious and responsible.

"Do you think we need to add more people to the blacksmith's workshop? After the world merges, the war will begin.

Things like weapons and armor will wear out very quickly, several times faster than they are now."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

A long-term war is a war of attrition and must be planned in advance.

"Your Majesty, I have submitted the application for expanding the blacksmith shop. I should receive a reply from Archbishop Nick soon."

Rubate said that he had anticipated the situation described by the spirit, so he submitted the application.

Moya Manor, main castle.

Eliza saw that her husband had already lay down on the bed to rest. She glanced at the clock and it was almost ten o'clock at night.

"Are you serious? What happened? Why do I feel like you're a little abnormal?"

Without even opening his eyes, Clown said calmly:

"What I'm doing now is what a normal person should do. It has absolutely nothing to do with abnormality."

After a pause, he explained, “I feel that the Golden Light Mantra has been raised to its limit, and I can live a simple life for a while.

When the two worlds merge, I will begin to shoulder the responsibility of a god."

In a nutshell, his strength improvement was almost reaching its limit and he didn't want to work hard anymore.

"Well, Your Majesty, you can rest as much as you want until you don't want to rest anymore."

Eliza laughed. Her husband's words sounded like a joke, but she truly felt calm and at peace at this moment.

In the past, she always had a vague feeling that her husband was being chased by something and could not have a moment of peace.

She thought this was a good thing. The other party must have felt that the current situation was under her control, so she could rest easy.

For the next period of time, Crown's life was extremely regular. He began to guide the fifth-order transcendents in visualization at nine in the morning, and spent the rest of the time in the alchemy laboratory, occasionally going out for an hour to practice domain power.

Now he has integrated the breathing method into his instinct. Even if he does not take time out to practice the breathing method, his proficiency in the breathing method will increase by dozens of points every day.

Half a month later, sixth-order transcendents successively upgraded the level of the Golden Light Mantra.

After another seven or eight days, the Golden Light Spell of all the bishops at the fifth-order extraordinary level of the church was upgraded to a higher level.

The Nostromo starship took off from Shattrath and headed towards the city of Loch Modan.

In the cabin, in addition to the spacecraft pilots, there were more than a dozen fifth-level magicians.

Crown sat quietly, watching the gray fog rolling outside the window.

The materials for constructing a magic circle to collect the power of faith have been piled up in the city of Loch Modan, and he is the only one in the Ming Cult who is capable and qualified to preside over the construction of the magic circle.

He planned to train a group of magic array masters and guide them to build magic arrays to collect faith.

From now on, the work of building magic circles can be left to the magic circle masters.

The starship was very fast, and after more than an hour of flying, it landed at the parking lot in Loch Modan City.

Crown did not delay. After finding Soran, he asked him to allocate manpower to build the magic circle.

He divided the construction task into several small topics, guiding and inspiring the magicians to solve the problems they encountered independently.

After completing a construction task, these array masters can complete the construction of the array independently.

The blueprint of the magic circle was very different from when he first got it. Since there was no need to transmit the power of faith across the void, the magic circle required far fewer high-level spiritual objects, greatly saving construction costs.

Half a month later, the magic circle was completed.

Crown instructed the craftsmen in Loch Modan to build a production line for energy chips. The purity of the power of faith generated by the believers here was comparable to that of the believers in Shattrath City, which was beyond his expectations.

The believers of Loch Modan City are the remnants of the Kingdom of Ribia. These people originally believed in the God of Knowledge, but after changing their beliefs, they were able to be so pious. He was very curious about the reason.

When the chip production line was launched, all the high-level craftsmen in the city and the archbishops of the church attended.

Seeing the chips being manufactured one after another, the craftsmen shouted loudly and celebrated the arrival of a new era. They understood better than anyone else the tremendous vitality that would be released after breaking free from the constraints of energy.

Crown was very satisfied with the great vitality shown in the city of Loch Modan. Accompanied by Scott and others, he visited several war equipment production workshops.

They stepped into the first workshop, which was a sea of ​​light with bright beams of light flickering on and off.

Scott said:

“What we produce here is a new type of light source that can penetrate the gray fog, with an effective penetration distance of two thousand meters.

We have already achieved mass production and these products will be supplied to all parishes starting next month.”

By penetrating the fog, the enemy can be discovered earlier, giving soldiers on duty more time to react.

The second workshop produces incendiary bombs that can disperse the gray fog, and their functions overlap somewhat with the new light source.

The third workshop produces starships and micro-spaceships. The large-scale use of energy chips has greatly accelerated the production speed of the two aerial creations.

After visiting the workshop, Crown encouraged Scott and others and returned to Shattrath on the Nostromo.

About half an hour later, the aurora appeared in the sky again, the colors became more magnificent and bold, and the rolling gray fog was dyed green.

Suddenly, Crown felt a violent tremor in his heart, followed by a teeth-grinding sound that echoed in every corner of the world.

He suddenly stood up and rushed to the window of the spacecraft, and saw that the spacecraft's light search range had been drastically compressed to only a quarter of the original size.

At the same time, he felt an invisible pressure rushing down from the sky.

It seemed as if a huge crack had appeared in the sky, and fog as thick as ink poured down.

Along with entering this world, there were also malicious whispers, and the laws of madness, despair, mania, etc. appeared in Clown's spiritual perception.

Klauen shouted with a serious look in his eyes:

"Speed ​​up and rush back to Shattrath as quickly as possible."

The two worlds are beginning to merge, and the wild is very dangerous.

(End of this chapter)