Chapter 497 My Lord, Please Save Me
Before entering the city gate, Hunter glanced at the armored giants standing on both sides of the gate with some fear.
He had seen these tall guards at Blood Harbor before, but until now he had not been able to tell whether they were empty suits of armor or if there were actually people inside them.
It couldn't be a human being, right? Maybe it was some twisted monster.
Hunter turned to look at the Crusaders, perhaps these people in the church knew more and were also afraid of these monsters. As a result, he happened to see the Crusaders waving at the steel giant.
"Hey, Nini, are you punished to stand guard again?"
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"This time we brought a scholar from the North who studied mechanical engineering. Maybe he will be assigned to work under you in the future."
The heavily armored steel giant slowly turned his head and looked at him.
Hunter was horrified. This giant was actually alive? Wait, what did it mean to be assigned to work for this giant? What kind of horrible job required such a tall giant to do? Was this a code word to sacrifice him?
The iron giant's gaze stayed on the Skitarii for a moment, and he actually stared straight at Hunter.
Hunter took a few steps back, his legs starting to shake again.
He just felt that there was inexplicable anger in this sight. "It was your army that was destroyed in three minutes?" The giant's voice was unexpectedly pleasant, but Hunter felt as if he was in winter. There was undisguised malice and anger in the voice.
"No, no, the leader of the coalition is Viscount Frey, I am just a scholar."
"I just grabbed some extra ammunition and was a few minutes late. When I reached your position, there was no one left standing!"
"Well"
"You know, I waited for half a year before finally seeing a battle, but in the end I could only write reports with a gun in hand!"
"Do you know how much pain I am in!!!"
The Iron Giant's voice began to tremble with anger, and six hands slowly stretched out from behind his back. Not only was Hunter retreating, but the two Crusaders also had wandering looks in their eyes, as if something terrible was about to happen.
Nini was obviously a little angry and had lost her mind. The witch next to her grabbed her in a panic: "Go in quickly and stay away from Nini!"
Now the three men didn't care about being guarded or not, and rushed into the city gate with their heads in their hands.
After running through several city gates, the towering cathedral was right in front of us, and we could hear Nini's roar faintly coming from the distance.
Hunter was a little shocked: "What is that?"
"The Banshee, Nini, she's a little impulsive sometimes, but she's still a very good person. You two may be colleagues in the future."
Hunter's face twitched. "Lord Hughes, don't you care? This is Castel."
"Of course. All the Banshees are loyal to Lord Hughes, and he has always been restrained. Lord Nini has actually helped us a lot."
"I see. It's not surprising that you are loyal to Lord Zeus." Hunter nodded and subconsciously accepted the existence of the Banshee.
He should be afraid of such a powerful alien race, but with Lord Xius here, there will be no problem.
He saw so many miraculous things along the way that any one of them could be touted as a miracle if it was taken to any church outside.
It is reasonable that the lord who governs this place should have extraordinary qualities that are unimaginable to ordinary people.
The Skitarii led Hunter to the central patio and finally up the stairs.
"Here, this is the stellar furnace. Since you have already guessed its nature, there shouldn't be any big problems. But I still suggest you stay away from the stair railing. It's a bit deep here, and it's easy to get dizzy if you look down."
Hunter smiled reservedly, but didn't care much and glanced downward.
This should be the biggest secret hidden by Castel, an existence related to the Church of Poseidon. Perhaps it was a statue that was climbing up and suddenly stopped.
He seemed to be burned in the eyes by the scorching heat below and quickly looked away.
At that moment, his heart was beating so fast as if he was going to die. His mind was screaming madly, trying its best to warn him.
What did he see? His memory was a little fuzzy, as if he didn't want to remember the glimpse he just had.
He only vaguely remembered seeing a huge furnace with red flames and something jumping inside.
What? "What's wrong?"
"Is there something wrong with this stellar furnace?"
"Ah? Is there a problem?" The Crusader poked his head out to take a look.
"No problem, it's normal."
Hunter tried hard to force a smile and maintain his reserved expression.
It seems that I just fainted. He saw that everything was fine, so I am sure I will be fine too. Don't scare yourself.
Hunter took a deep breath, ignoring his screaming mind, and looked down cautiously.
He saw an eye?
In the furnace, an eye was squeezed on the glass of the observation hole, looking at him quietly.
Eye?
A stoker walked through the viewing hole, tapped the glass with a wrench, and the eye disappeared.
It was only at this moment that Hunter noticed that the observation hole was actually larger than the boiler operator himself.
If we convert it in proportion, since the eyes are more than the size of a person, what is in the boiler? Hunter suddenly felt that the surroundings were empty.
The hot furnace continuously emitted red hot air, and the ventilation fan slowly rotated, cutting the sunlight into pieces.
There was no one around him anymore, he stood alone on the furnace.
The scream of the pressure relief valve gradually became louder.
The sound of gears turning, flywheels rotating, and pistons clanging back and forth echoed louder and louder in the empty house.
The furnace, the furnace in the patio, Hunter seemed to be falling down the stairs in a spiral.
The stairs were spinning, the world was spinning, but the huge eyes in front of him were staring at him.
My eyes and heartbeats were beating faster and faster with the sound of mechanical collision.
Hunter looked at the furnace in front of him and the huge pipes leading in all directions. The more he looked, the more familiar they looked.
The furnace pipes are planted with huge rye walls, leading all the way to the walls in the sea. Suddenly, the soul has some enlightenment, but the body is still confused.
The sound of the sea tide surges in my ears as the steam valve opens and closes.
The downward fall stopped.
His consciousness paused for a moment, and then the spinning world seemed to be wound up and slowly turned in another direction.
He no longer fell, but instead flew up the stairs.
The clicking sound became faster and faster.
He rushed out of the cathedral's patio, over the ceiling, over the clouds, over the sky, and came out above the world.
He looked down.
Countless twisted tentacles struggled and squirmed in the stellar furnace, then stretched out in all directions, spreading from the island all the way to the sea.
From Castel, across the Eye of the Storm, across the Corridor of Despair, covering the entire Ocean of Storms, at the bottom of the sea are dense tentacles, coiled and entangled like a fungal carpet, filling the entire sea.
Hunter understood everything instantly.
This was not a statue of Poseidon, nor was it some small gesture of the Church of Poseidon, nor was it anything that a humble mortal like him could imagine.
Hunter suddenly withdrew his gaze and slowly turned his head.
Behind him, there was an extremely huge eye, watching everything quietly.
It was as if thousands of bells were ringing at the same time, as if countless creatures were singing in unison, reason and soul were torn together, and pain and joy were quietly playing.
Hunter only had time to use his last bit of willpower to chant devoutly in his heart.
“Please save me.”
"My Lord, Hughes."
(End of this chapter)
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