Mechanical Alchemist

The fighting in the narwhal slavers' camp suddenly became violent.

However, from the moment those guys misjudged the strength of Su Lun and the others, a tragic ending was already doomed.

Su Lun also guessed why those guys dared to do it with confidence.

Probably saw the gold-patterned cloak and recognized them as the wanted targets of the King of the North Sea.

According to those people's information, Mr. Jing is only at the sixth level.

If that's the case, their group of 3,000 people does have the confidence to fight head-on.

But I never thought that the information from a few months ago is a bit outdated now.

Su Lun was not a weak chicken who had just rushed out of the ground of Old Lingdon and had never seen the world.

Utta is no ordinary druid either.

And Mr. Jing is not a sixth-order.

Even, she is not an ordinary seventh-order!

As soon as Mr. Jing's mirror image field came out, the quasi-eighth-level strength directly crushed those elite hundred-member groups.

When those people still hoped to have a fight, she killed the fifth-level leader with golden teeth with the force of thunder.

Slave catchers are a group of people who come here for commission, but they don't have that much loyalty to speak of.

They are not like professional soldiers who will fight to the death for military orders.

Now that the leader has been killed, the other ordinary slave catchers immediately dispersed when they saw this.

As soon as the battle reached its climax, it came to an abrupt end.

but.

Mr. Jing didn't mean to kill them all.

Seeing the slave catchers fleeing in the forest, she took over the domain and stood in the camp where the corpses were everywhere, silent for a long time, as if thinking about something.

Su Lun couldn't understand her state.

But Mr. Jing didn't move, and he didn't chase the escaped slave catchers.

Although his puppet theater is strong, but now limited by the dark spiritual power, the control range is not too large, and the pursuit ability is not too strong.

He is also very clear about his senior sister's intentions.

Killing has never been the purpose, but to end the slave hunting business in the silent forest.

Those who escaped alive will spread the news and make other slave catchers scruples.

Uta was blessed with a magic hair pot, and although he had the ability to chase after him, seeing that Su Lun and the other two didn't make a move, he stayed quietly where he was.

After the war, the camp was full of gunpowder smoke.

The narwhal group fled, leaving behind hundreds of corpses, as well as a large amount of cumbersome mechanical equipment and supplies.

The supplies for a large team of thousands of people are not a little bit.

There were no outsiders present, and Su Lun didn't have to worry about it, so he began to happily pack up the spoils.

He didn't dare to use the phantom of the god of death, and directly stripped the gray mist from hundreds of corpses. Then he manipulated the silk thread to collect the equipment, curse materials and alchemy equipment on the corpse.

Most of them are black iron and white board materials, not too valuable.

But fortunately, the quantity is large.

Su Lun had noticed before that many of the mechanical preparations of the narwhal regiment were marked by the Lu Ying military. Although the technology of this kind of retired old equipment is an era behind the current equipment, it is also a good thing that is not easy to buy with money in the black market.

This batch of loot is packaged and sold, and it will probably make a lot of money.

With puppets and countless silk threads counting the loot, Su Lun didn't have to worry too much about himself, and he could distract himself and observe Mr. Jing.

Seeing his senior sister take off the cloak, he asked, "Senior sister, are you alright?"

Mr. Jing shook his head and didn't say much, "I just thought of something suddenly."

She calmed down the complicated thoughts in her mind, and glanced at Su Lun in a blink of an eye. The indifference between her brows suddenly dissipated, and her eyes became softer.

After pondering for a moment, she praised: "Your puppet art has improved a lot. Now, you really have the appearance of a puppeteer."

Hearing this, Su Lun chuckled noncommittally.

He is probably considered a "master" in the field of puppet alchemists now.

But in the eyes of my senior sister, it's at the level of "something".

However, this is already a high evaluation.

After all, this person has seen the peak scenery of this plane before.

The two chatted for a few words, and at this moment, there was a small movement in the jungle not far away.

Mr. Jing noticed something first, looked to one side, and said lightly: "Someone is here."

Su Lun listened carefully, only to realize the rustling sound, as if many people were approaching. He thought it was the slave catchers who had left and returned, and just as he was wondering why those guys came back to die, Uta, who was helping him count the spoils, heard something unusual and let out a light sigh.

There was a long chirping of eagles in the sky, and some special horns sounded from the forest.

Uta was overjoyed, and said in surprise: "That's the battle horn of our Dalu tribe!"

When Su Lun heard this, the guard in his eyes dissipated.

After thinking about it for a while, a dazed expression appeared on his face.

There was a lot of movement in the previous battle, especially Uta used the magic hair pot to attract the four elements, creating a vision of colorful clouds all over the sky, which can be seen dozens of kilometers away.

It was probably the Dalu people in the Holy Land who saw it and were attracted here.

He looked at Mr. Jing with a calm expression not far away, so he didn't think about it, and continued to clean the battlefield.

No matter what the situation is, with this person around, there will be no chaos.

Su Lun was right.

While they were still fighting, Grandma Wolf and several elders led a team of one hundred people out of the Holy Land and quietly touched the cliff.

The sight of the colorful rays of light in the holy land made them have to take the risk to take a look. In case it really is their Dalu tribe's sacred object [Dagda's Magic Cauldron] appears, all the risks are worth it.

Just after the battle ended, there was still a faint smell of blood in the air in the forest.

The Dalu people have some beastlike organs, and their sense of smell is very keen, and they can clearly smell the bloody smell several miles away.

They identified that many people had died, so they walked with extra care.

But before they got close to the forest area where the fighting was happening, the fierce fighting came to an abrupt end.

It made them more cautious.

They are also worried that it is a trap. Those despicable human slave catchers will use any means to capture slaves.

The large army stayed at a hidden location on the edge of the cliff, and several young druids volunteered to serve as waiters and quietly approached the forest area.

Several people jumped cautiously among the giant trees, avoiding places where there might be warning traps on the ground.

They were separated by a long distance, and they saw the corpses all over the ground in the camp, and saw the only three standing people left.

Uta had wolf ears, so they naturally recognized that he was a Daru.

Also, it looks familiar.

Several teenagers met together.

"That. Aku, look, does that look like sister Uta?"

"It seems to be my sister, but why does it look different?"

"I also feel different. Aku, do you have other sisters?"

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The leader was a young man from the White Wolf clan, and it was Aku.

When he saw Uta, he was stunned for a moment, not quite sure that the white wolf clansman with a red totem on his face and a completely different temperament was his sister.

Their appearances were eight or nine percent similar, but that otherworldly temperament made him doubt his own judgment.

What's more, that totem is not right!

The totems of the Daru people have rules, and the more mysterious the totem, the higher the strength and status. He had never seen the style of the red totem painted by anyone in the clan.

My sister is a druid of the white wolf group, and she didn't draw this kind of totem.

But looking at the man who was clearing the battlefield, Aku immediately confirmed it, and excitedly said: "That's Mr. Su Lun!"

This said, several other teenagers also recognized it.

Utta has changed so much, they can't be sure.

But Mr. Su Lun, who saved their lives not long ago, hasn't changed at all!

"Mr. Su Lun is back!"

"Sure enough, it was Mr. Su Lun who beat the slave catchers away. That should be Sister Uta."

"God, go and tell Grandma Wolf!"

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With this discovery, several teenagers went to report to one, and the remaining few ran over excitedly.

Suddenly, several young men wearing animal skin clothes with bows and arrows came out of the forest.

Seeing that they knew each other, Su Lun smiled and greeted them actively, "Aku, it's you."

"It's Mr. Sullen!"

Aku walked over excitedly, just about to say hello, but looked at Uta with cold eyebrows, and suddenly stopped.

Uta looked at the reckless teenagers angrily, and coughed lightly: "Cough!"

It's just that she and Su Lun are fine. There is an ancestor-level senior here. If he is reckless, it will appear that the Dalu tribe is rude.

The teenagers didn't know what happened, but the elder sister Uta was still very deterrent. They stood aside obediently and didn't dare to speak.

Not long after, Grandma Wolf and several elders led a group of people cautiously out of the forest.

When these old people saw the red totem on Uta's face and the colorful magic hair pot floating beside her, they burst into tears with excitement.

They have heard about the meaning of the red totem from the elders of the previous generation in the clan, and they have also heard the description of the four sacred objects in the clan.

"This is the sacred totem bestowed by the gods! My God, our Dalu people have once again received the favor of the great God of Nature."

"This is really [Dagda's Magic Cauldron]! The holy object has been found!"

"The Great God of Nature Above"

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Seeing the scene in front of them, Grandma Wolf and several elders knelt down on the ground together.

Behind them, hundreds of Dalu people also knelt down, praising the name of the great god of nature in Dalu language.

Uta watched the crowd kneel down to him, who dared to accept the big gift, followed him and prayed devoutly.

Su Lun watched silently from the side.

Faith is to be respected.

He had been with the Daru people for a while, and he knew their belief habits well.

Mr. Jing also remained silent.

After a while, the prayer was over.

After the excitement, it is natural to have doubts.

In everyone's eyes, they looked at Youta, full of eagerness for knowledge.

Uta knew that the clansmen must have a lot of questions to ask at this moment, but there are more important things right now.

Everyone is familiar with Su Lun, so naturally there is no need for an introduction.

She solemnly introduced Mr. Jing who was not far away, and said: "Grandma Wolf, and everyone. This is Mrs. Su Lun's senior sister, Ms. Ophelia Faye Isaac. Ser Sark's own daughter."

After a pause, she continued: "This time I was able to retrieve the sacred objects of the clan, thanks to the help of Ms. Ophelia and Mr. Su Lun. She was also the one who beat off those slave catchers just now."

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Hearing this, Grandma Wolf and all the Dalu people were all shocked.

Although they had known the news that Sir Isaac's own daughter was still alive before, but now people from a thousand years ago really appeared in front of them, and their faces couldn't hide their shock.

The wolf mother-in-law clasped her hands together to protect her chest, and made a respectful salute, "Grey wolf druid Mara, I would like to extend my most sincere greetings to the sworn ally of the Daru clan and the closest human friend."

When she said this, the elders and everyone behind her also saluted in unison.

After all, Mr. Jing has lived for more than a thousand years, so he deserves this great gift.

She looked at a group of Dalu people, with a kind smile in her eyes, and a slightly bowed bow in return, saying loudly: "The Isaac family will always remember the oath."

The imminent crisis of destruction of the Emerald Holy Land was suddenly relieved by the arrival of Mr. Jing.

Mr. Jing also intends to stay in the Holy Land for a while.

Repelling the narwhal slave hunters this time was just the beginning. It will take her a long time to frighten the other slave catchers. You have to beware of the counterattack and revenge of those big slave merchants.

Until the slave hunting business in the Silent Forest completely disappeared.

But without top experts guarding them, the crisis of the Dalu tribe will still not be resolved.

However, the good news is that this situation is about to change.

As the first person to feel the call of the gods in five hundred years, Uta will open a new page in the history of the Daru people.

What's even more joyful is that she brought back the holy object [Dagda's Magic Pot]. In the holy land with the strongest concentration in the natural place, the magic hair pot can display the strongest combat power. The Dalu people also have a little real power to protect themselves.

In the evening, Emerald Holy Land held a grand welcome banquet.

The people of the Dalu ethnic group sang and danced to welcome Mr. Jing, the man who promised the oath in the prophecy.

Two days later, early in the morning.

it's clear.

The colorful rays of light in the Holy Land are transpiring endlessly for a long time.

The patriarchs and druids of dozens of tribes near the Emerald Deep Forest received the news and gathered in the Holy Land.

For hundreds of years, the Holy Land has never been so lively.

In front of the huge gray elm tree, Uta stood alone in front of the sacred tree, wearing a sacrificial attire, chanting ancient prayer mantras with a solemn face.

The totem on her face is the "God-given holy pattern", a totem bestowed by the gods, which means that she is now the highest-ranking archdruid in the clan.

Behind her, all the Dalu people dressed up.

Aku's group of little druids painted totems on their faces, beat stone drums, and danced rough primitive war dances to welcome this most important day. The deer patriarch and a group of elders followed Uta devoutly and recited the prayer mantras passed down from generation to generation.

Su Lun and Mr. Jing were not far away, as the most distinguished guests, observing this ancient sacrificial ceremony.

Not long after, the sacrificial procedure in front of the sacred tree was completed.

The large army began to march forward mightily towards the depths of the forest.

There is only one high mountain in the Emerald Holy Land, and the mountainside is covered with white snow.

The holy lake of Gaius is on the mountainside.

There is an altar there, and it is said that only those who are summoned by the gods can go up.

According to the legend left by the ancestors of the Daru tribe, the druids who were baptized in the holy lake could get the power bestowed by the gods and be inherited by the great druids.

Uta also received an oracle, this time to lead the tribe to the Holy Land.

For the first time in hundreds of years, the Dalu tribe embarked on a pilgrimage to the holy lake.

The mountain road is rugged and the scenery is pleasant. A winding stream flows down from the mountain stream. The higher the road goes, the vegetation gradually becomes scarcer. The path paved with black gravel has been covered with dark green moss because no one has walked for hundreds of years. At intervals along the road, you can see some sacrificial pillars carved with totems.

As distinguished guests, Su Lun and Mr. Jing walked in front of the team.

The speed of the procession was not fast, and the Dalu people prayed devoutly step by step, which was extremely solemn.

The short mountain road took nearly three hours.

Not long after, the crowd stopped under a nearly vertical rock wall.

Further up is the holy lake.

The cold wind blowing down from the mountain made Su Lun feel a slight coolness. He looked up, his vision was just covered by the rock wall, and he didn't see any shadow of the lake.

The large army stayed under the pass, and only Uta and a group of elders walked up.

There are also Su Lun and Mr. Jing as guests.

The vertical rock wall is about 100 meters long. As soon as you climb up, your vision suddenly opens up.

Su Lun was immediately attracted by the sight in front of him.

Here, just below the snow line, an emerald green lake came into view.

The lake is not big, but the steaming air on the surface of the lake looks like a scene of immortality.

Not only the natural scenery made Su Lun feel so beautiful, but also the two huge black stone monuments above the holy lake!

Su Lun never thought that there would be such a magnificent building in the holy land of the Dalu people, which can be called the original stone civilization.

Majestic, sacred, majestic, mysterious.

Looking at the carvings on the stele, complex and indescribable emotions arise from my heart.

What surprised him even more was the strange scene behind the stele.

The two steles are 100 meters high, like two ruthless giants standing there, forming a "gate" shape.

Su Lun stared at the past, and the sunlight just shone from behind the "door".

In an instant, the colorful glow came into view, and it was gorgeous.

It seems that behind the stone gate, it is no longer the world in front of you, but the colorful heaven in myths and legends.

At that moment, he saw the most beautiful scene in the world.

Su Lun narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart was shocked for a long time, and he murmured: "The gods overlook everything in the world, is this the scenery from a high place?"

The eyes of Mr. Jing beside him also fell, and a strange luster flashed in his crystal eyes.

This is the scene her father once described to her. Under the sunlight, there are thousands of rays of light coming from the kingdom of heaven and returning to the other world.

Sure enough.

It was the first time for Uta and Dalu people to come to the holy lake.

It is also the first wave of Dalu people in five hundred years.

Seeing this scene, they were all very excited, folded their hands together, and prayed devoutly.

The ancestors have warned for generations that this is the closest place to the gods, and only those who are devout enough can get the best response from the gods.

After praying, everyone stayed where they were.

Utta walked to the white stone altar by the lake alone.

She stood on the altar, danced a beautiful sacrificial dance, and chanted mysterious sacrificial mantras.

Obviously, the altar is separated by several hundred meters through the pass, so the voice should not be heard so clearly.

But the sacrificial curse in Yuta's mouth became more and more clear in everyone's ears.

The sound echoed above the holy lake, as if it had penetrated the "Gate of Heaven".

Not long after, the colorful glow above the holy lake became more and more intense, and the indescribable mysterious atmosphere became more and more intense.

Everything foretells, as if something is about to happen.

Everyone of the Daru people looked forward to it, full of expectations.

finally,

Devout they got the response of the gods.

A miracle happened.

A ray of divine light suddenly descended from the heavenly kingdom, as if the first ray of sunlight descended on the world at dawn, piercing the darkness. The light beam instantly illuminated the entire snow-white mountain peak, spread to the entire Emerald Holy Land, and aroused the surging natural force between heaven and earth.

The world in front of me instantly became brighter, and everything became clear.

Su Lun didn't use the pupil of omniscience to find out what that ray of light was, which was very offensive to a high-ranking god.

Although he didn't see the god descending, he could clearly feel the indescribable will in the glow.

The next moment, Su Lun once again saw a scene that he would never forget.

The sun has fallen,

It fell on all the Daru people.

In the next moment, brilliant colorful luster rose from their bodies at the same time.

The confusion in their eyes gradually dissipated, and they were clear and cool, as if they were full of wisdom.

Their aura gathered higher and higher, reaching a critical point.

Then, Qiqi broke through!

Su Lun was stunned by the scene in front of him.

He clearly sensed that the auras of Patriarch Lu and Granny Wolf around him seemed to be frying, and the two of them advanced from the fifth level to the sixth level in an instant; most of the other elders also advanced to a higher level. Moreover, the colorful rays of light condensed on their bodies lingered for a long time, as if they contained more natural mysteries.

What made Su Lun even more incomprehensible was Utta on the altar not far away.

At this moment, the red totem on her body was shining brightly, and the aura of the whole person became more and more illusory.

she dances and dances and prays

The Dalu people who received the response from the gods of strength have truly revealed their potential for exaggeration.