Chapter 78 Mechanical Core Oh, you like her
The long sword named the Sword of Fate-Bound resembles a European knight's sword. It rings loudly and is sharp. Many black thorns are winding around the cross-shaped hilt, adding a bit of solemnity.
They spun closer to the Book of Creation, clearly acting like bullies.
"Don't come over here, I have someone to back me up!"
The book immediately jumped up and hid behind Chen Shuang. Feeling that it was still not safe enough, it shook the pages and tried to get into her arms: "Master Priest, save me!"
Just as it jumped onto the arm, it felt the cover tighten, and then its body flew into the air. A hand reached out from above and picked it up.
The god grabbed the timid alchemical creation, pulled it out mercilessly, and threw it to the ground: "Where are you sticking it?"
Shu stood up dizzy, the pitch-black sword edge approaching, as if it could lift it high into the sky in the next second and then be whipped like a toy.
Without even caring about the fear of the gods, it immediately climbed up and hugged the gods' thighs: "I was wrong, great gods, save me!"
These swordsmen are fighting in groups, and the noise is getting louder and louder. Something unexpected might happen.
White Rose frowned, and together with Red Rose, she protected Chen Shuang behind her: "My Lord, be careful, something is wrong."
Chen Shuang: "Didn't they play like this before?"
From what the Book of Creation just said, these alchemical items created by Simijia had crossed paths a long time ago. Whether it was harmony or fighting, this way of getting along was not unfamiliar to the people stationed in the ruins.
She looked up at the two guards' vigilant reactions, then focused her attention on the violent sword clouds in the sky.
The white rose condensed into a magical longbow: "We have played around before, but never with such a big commotion."
Since losing the core, everything in the Lost Ruins seemed listless. The ruins maintained a minimum energy supply to extend their lifespan, and the longswords stored in this warehouse also became wilted and reluctant to go out.
The Centaur hesitated and said, "Perhaps it's because we're reunited after a long time, and we're particularly excited."
Maybe it was always like this, but they had gotten used to the quiet Lost Ruins for the past ten years, so they overreacted.
Even though she thought so, the centaur still didn't put down her bow and arrow: "In short, it's better to be careful."
Chen Shuang looked at the long swords that were coming at him with great momentum. A sword stabbed down first, almost piercing through the pages of the book. The sword body vibrated, and it was pulled out from the hard stone slab and aimed at the Book of Creation again.
There is no benefit in making things worse.
Chen Shuang looked at God: "Let them all be quiet."
The god finally reached out and pinched the chattering book: "Didn't you hear me telling you to be quiet?"
The long sword, waiting for an opportunity, struck forward, but was stopped by the god.
"And you too," God looked up, "be quiet."
The dark divine power vibrated in his palm, and the god directly grasped the sword that rushed up. With two fingers flicked, the long sword was directly knocked away and stuck horizontally on the eaves of the warehouse.
God commented, “Nothing is as useful as mine.”
The other swords all surrounded him. The god tore the Book of God-making from his body, threw it aside, and flexed his wrists: "You were the ones who started it."
His eyes were filled with wanton arrogance: "I've been sleeping for so long, it's time to stretch my muscles."
Swords swarmed forward.
The god grabbed the sword that charged first, holding the sword's edge with his palm. The black color that spread from his arm wrapped around it and instantly swallowed the sword. The sword body vibrated wildly, and then calmed down in an instant.
He threw the sword upwards, quickly grabbed the hilt, and his entire figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.
A sharp sound of metal clashing rang out, and several swords circling in the sky were knocked away. The god swung his sword, bringing up a hurricane. He glanced at the swords around him and said lightly, "Rubbish."
Deathly silence appeared in the sky.
The next moment, the other swords surged angrily, forming a huge sword flow. The blades connected with each other, wrapping up the mysterious and airtight place in the sky, gathering all their strength to compete with each other.
Chen Shuang: He always manages to establish a villain character unexpectedly.
When I publish this book in the future, I will call it The Basic Qualities of a Villain and let the Dark God himself take the material. It will definitely be appropriate.
She held her forehead with her hand, looking a little amused: "Iper, are you okay?"
"fine."
God’s voice could be heard faintly: “It will be fine in a moment.”
"Can you be faster? I need you now." Chen Shuang looked towards a certain part of the building. A black figure flashed by. She darkened her eyes and said, "I seem to have discovered something incredible."
Need...me?
He caught the word accurately and his eyes suddenly lit up.
The priest needs me!
God was in a very good mood: "Great!"
When he looked up again, the mood to deal with these swords was completely gone. He controlled the struggling sword in his hand, pointed at the sword stream surrounding him, and raised the sword tip contemptuously: "Come on, all of you, I'm in a hurry."
*
As the gods and the sword in the sky were fighting, Chen Shuang approached the place where the abnormality had just been discovered.
"Are there any other living beings living here besides you?"
White Rose, who followed, shook her head: "No."
"There are only Lord Simijia's creations and us who are stationed here to guard the ruins." She said with a hint of confusion, "Over the years, apart from the creatures recognized by the ruins who can stay here for a short time, no other creatures have existed."
White Rose glanced at Red Rose and received a similar denial. She said, "We can't sense any extraneous auras."
In the Centaur's sensitive sense of smell, every living creature is like a ball of flame. The human priest in front of him has a similar aura to the Dark Demon, with similar black flames, strong enough to burn everything, while the Centaur has a flame as clear as the wind, burning quietly and eternally.
In addition, the huge ruins beneath their feet glowed with the cold glow of a mechanical creation, becoming the most silent yet indispensable great existence in this country.
Chen Shuang stood still: "I just saw a figure, it's definitely not an illusion."
"White Rose," she whispered, "Can you lend me your bow and arrow?"
"Of course, your Excellency."
She picked up the longbow made of ice and snow, but it did not feel cold, but rather warm. She exerted force with her fingers and pulled the bowstring to the full moon.
After officially unlocking the divine favor, she gained some new and wonderful abilities.
[Inspecting... The identity of the God-favored One has been determined successfully]
You are the only one favored by God.
[Under the moonlight, as the messenger of the night, you will briefly have the right to use divine power]
In the perception of spiritual power, a breath very similar to this relic flashed by, and the rich dark power from Chen Shuang's body rushed out, intimately close to the palm of the hand, and changed into a black arrow according to the user's wishes.
The first arrow took shape, the second arrow took shape, the third and the fourth... Under the cover of the moonlight, a group of divine arrows gradually condensed behind the human priest. The huge arrow formation stayed obediently in place, waiting to be launched.
"Go find that shadow."
Thus spoke the priest from the night.
She let go and three arrows were fired.
The arrows that were waiting to be fired rushed out from behind, appearing in the field at an extreme speed. They moved quickly and flexibly through the buildings, searching for their targets as keenly as hounds searching for food.
Under this overwhelming carpet-style search, the relic mechanism that was just moving slowly suddenly sped up, the building turned over, the ground moved, and some arrows were trapped in a blind spot.
Chen Shuang raised her eyes: "Found it."
In that enclosed space where the arrow was trapped.
As if sensing something, the moving building suddenly sped up, moving the enclosed space farther away. The sound of the mechanism moving rang out, and it instantly distanced itself from the humans on the spot and moved toward the back of the building.
The sound of the mechanism turning entered his mind. With the blessing of divine power, his keen perception crossed the surface and reached the core area that no one could reach.
She drew her bow and said to the air, "What do you think will happen to this ruin if those mechanisms get stuck?"
"Should we completely destroy it after it stops functioning, or crush these bows and arrows forged with divine power and continue escaping with the house?"
The longbow in his hand was fully drawn, and the second pitch-black arrow was spinning behind him. The dark divine power carried an astonishing edge, waiting for the moment to fly out.
She narrowed her eyes: "Three, two, one..."
"Bang—"
The building that was running at high speed suddenly stopped, and the time of the entire mechanical kingdom seemed to have stopped. After a brief pause, the enclosed space that had turned away quickly retreated and came in front of Chen Shuang.
The space formed by folding metal slowly unfolded, accompanied by the gushing out of thick white steam. Several trapped arrows shot out from it, followed by a sound.
"Ouch, why are you still stabbing people's butts?"
The man cried out in pain, pulled out a few arrows from his body, and waved his hand to drive away the other arrows that were waiting nearby, glaring at him hungrily. He said with a pout, "Go away, go away! I knew all the dark creatures were perverts. How could you possibly stab me in such a vulnerable spot?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man wearing a tall hat walked out. He was holding a handful of arrows in his hand, rubbing his butt, and looking at the other arrows surrounding him warily: "Hey, hey, hey, I said, the game is over, you can't stab me again."
He looked at the priestess who was still drawing her bow, then at the overwhelming barrage of divine arrows behind her, and shuddered: "Would you please put down the bow first? My old bones can't take it anymore."
Chen Shuang did not let go, maintaining the original posture, and asked: "Your Excellency seems to be very familiar with this place."
She glanced at the white rose beside her. The Centaur, who had been alert just now, now had a look of shock on his face. She unconsciously took two steps forward and asked in a trembling voice, "Is that you?"
Chen Shuang slowly put down the bow.
There is only one person who can cause the Guardian's emotions to fluctuate so greatly.
"Lord Simicah!"
The red and white roses leaped forward, surrounding the figure in front of them. The figure who had just been rubbing his butt immediately protected his hat, hesitating in his enthusiasm: "Slow down, slow down, be careful with my new hat."
The god plunged the last sword into the stone floor and stepped forward slowly: "What's going on?"
Chen Shuang: "It seems that your old friend is alive."
Two voices spoke in unison.
"Who is his old friend?"
"Who is his old friend?"
Chen Shuang: “…”
If you are not, then I am.
She returned the bow and arrow to White Rose, looked at the two weird ghosts, and slowed down her voice: "Come on, let's find a place to sit and talk."
*
"Haven't you seen me?"
Chen Shuang shook her head.
"Is there not even a portrait left?"
Chen Shuang: "Sorry."
"That shouldn't be the case," the young man said, spinning his towering hat in his hand. "I'm so handsome, cheerful, and powerful, how could there not be a legend that would be passed down?"
He suddenly put on his hat and winked at Chen Shuang: "Beautiful lady, are you interested in getting to know me better?"
God scoffed: "...Humph."
Simijia curled his lips and said, "Why are you humming? I'm asking this beautiful lady."
He smiled again and looked at the human priest: "Can you tell me your name?"
God opened his mouth and said, "What's it to you?"
Chen Shuang patted the god's arm and looked at the first person under the god: "The current priest of the Dark Temple, Chen Shuang."
Simijia said, "A name as beautiful as her appearance."
He said, "I like frost and snow too. It seems we are truly destined to be together."
"Bang bang!"
The god crushed a corner of the stone table.
"Didn't you hear clearly?" The god from the dark night drove the full moon in the sky over and brought it close to the window. The rich moonlight immediately filled the entire room. The distance was too close, and the warm moonlight was even a little dazzling.
The god stood up under the full moon and said word by word, "She is the priestess of darkness."
He is my priest only.
Simijia blinked his green eyes: "You like her."
god:"……"
Seeing that the other party didn't speak for a long time, he smiled and said, "I don't like it."
The god sat down suddenly and turned his head away: "Don't talk nonsense."
"Oh my! I think I saw someone's wooden head sprouting." Simijia caught a glimpse of the piercing gaze and slowly hugged his head, then changed the subject: "So it's mine."
He pulled a gorgeous red rose from his hat like a magic trick and held it out: "Look what has grown inside. It turns out to be a rose that wants to give itself to the beautiful lady."
Chen Shuang: "Thank you."
"No thanks," the god leaned over and quickly snatched the bouquet from Simijia's hand. He looked at his priest seriously and said, "This guy's brain is not working well. He's full of weird things. Let's just ignore him, okay?"
The other party immediately retorted: "You... childish!"
Seeing the other party's unfriendly gaze, Simijia hugged his hat and said, "Oh, my head hurts so much, and my body is so fragile. I can't stand any punishment. I'm going to fall apart."
Chen Shuang: “…”
Aren't these all childish?
She tried to break away from the chaotic atmosphere and asked seriously, "How is your body now?"
She had just seen that the rose was pulled out from Simijia's head without even cleaning the roots.
"It was discovered so quickly?"
Simijia nodded. "The volley of arrows just now, young lady, was quite astonishing. Even her observation skills are so sharp."
He shook his head at the god and said, "It's a waste to stay with the Dark Temple. It's better to work with the Forbidden Kingdom and restore the lost ruins to their former glory."
He blinked and said, "Then the position of the top leader will be handed over to you, and we will all help you."
"Bang bang!"
The other corner of the stone table was also broken.
The anger in the god's eyes was about to overflow, and Simijia's frivolous appearance was reflected in his dark eyes. It seemed that he had already cut him into pieces in his mind and fed him to the God of Light. He breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that this would be disadvantageous to him.
Forcefully suppressing his anger, the god looked at Chen Shuang aggrievedly: "Priest, you won't leave me, right?"
Shen Shuang smiled: "...Yeah."
I can’t stand it anymore. Let the God of Light take these two bastards away.
After taking a few deep breaths, I finally regained my composure.
"If I'm not mistaken," Chen Shuang looked at Simijia and said directly, "Your current body is made of wood."
A puppet that moves with silky smoothness.
Simijia nodded in agreement, "Yes."
"Life is very difficult, and I really need your support, young lady." He said, "Since you can't come over, then I will go over."
He took off his top hat, ignored the god's murderous gaze, and bowed like a gentleman: "Excuse me, is there any vacant room in the Dark Temple?"
The system made a "ding dong" sound.
[Congratulations, you have +1 citizen]
【Mechanical Core·Puppet】
[A magical puppet made of unknown materials, well-versed in both history and the present, and beneath its humorous appearance, it seems to have an extraordinary identity]
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