OBS Chapter 377: Seeking Knowledge
Chapter 377: Seeking Knowledge
Chapter 377: Seeking Knowledge
When almost all the soldiers' attention and weapons were attracted by the sudden appearance of this blasphemous existence, only a few soldiers noticed the abnormality in their team:
Tiny sparks appeared at the joints of the Dreadnought that were not tightly covered by armor. Several small signal indicator lights changed from green to red and kept flashing. The heavy weapons that had just stopped firing began to operate and heat up again. It seemed that the alchemist sergeant had issued an order to attack the unknown blasphemous demon in front of him.
They are called "semi-automatic" because they are all controlled by remote commands issued by alchemy soldiers. They have neither disabled pilots nor intelligence.
So when Ronald Tang, who had just finished scolding the other party and felt refreshed, realized in the cockpit of the "Emperor's Fist" super-heavy tank that the data of the dreadnought mecha battle group seemed normal, but had actually been invaded and out of control,
Almost at the same time, the communication systems in the soldiers' helmets were interfered with. Unholy roars and explosive screams rang in their ears. Although the "Ear of Lehman" filtered it and the soldiers were able to recover from the mutation within a few tenths of a second, the interference had already covered up the horrified warning of the alchemist sergeant:
The Dreadnought mecha, which was at the front of the team and provided strong fire support and cover for the company soldiers, had its lower body torque sparks bursting out, and its magnificent upper body had twisted 180 degrees while its weapons had already opened fire and were about to sweep towards the soldiers of the legion;
Old Tang was about to rub the control panel until it started smoking and wanted to shut down the Dreadnought urgently - but the two heavy tanks were also attacked by unknown data pollution, and they tried to forcibly seize control of them; whether activating the backup hidden energy to self-destruct or pointing the main gun and secondary gun at his own brothers, it would be an unacceptable nightmare for Old Tang.
Obviously, this was the work of the newly appeared demon on the other side: the so-called "Creator" and "King of the Forge" were not just bluffing titles, the other side really had the power to influence machinery;
Old Tang could only fight against it by manipulating the alchemical data stream; fortunately, the tank he was riding was not seriously affected, perhaps because it was protected by the Emperor's sacred portrait or objects in the cockpit that were tainted with the Emperor's sacred aura.
Outside, the few warriors who noticed the abnormality of the Dreadnought attacked as fast as thunder. The dazzling silver-white beam of light streaked across and penetrated the central control system of a Dreadnought mecha, directly shutting it down and paralyzing it. It was the champion of the regiment, Chu Zihang. The helmet with a golden laurel wreath pattern and the chest armor like a solar eclipse on his chest were extremely eye-catching among the warriors.
He rushed towards another Dreadnought, dragging his giant sword that seemed to be burning red. When the Vulcan Bolter equipped by the Dreadnought bombarded the team, he cut off the joints of the Dreadnought with the precision of a scalpel.
The same was true for the "Fury Furnace" state of Genji, who cut off the weapon limbs of two Dreadnoughts at a speed that even other warriors could hardly see clearly;
In contrast, the captain of the first company, Segantini, seemed simple and rough; his majestic figure, which was a head taller than the other soldiers, swung a giant hammer to knock over two Dreadnoughts, and the fierce lightning and thunder exploded the central control system on the front of the Dreadnought - that was a powerful alchemical hammer enchanted with the word spirit "Indra".
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Although the communication system was severely disrupted, the Destroyer Squad reacted immediately and turned their heavy weapons to attack other Dreadnoughts that were not paralyzed. The "Champion's Fury" heavy plasma guns continuously defeated them;
Because the Dreadnoughts equipped with high-risk weapons such as plasma and armor-piercing bombs were paralyzed in the first place by Chu Zihang and other soldiers, the injuries suffered by the soldiers were not serious. The medical potions built into the alchemical armor and the special organs in the body were restoring their combat effectiveness.
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"A new slave recruited by the Cursed in this world. How do you feel about this, Lord Vashtor?"
The Lord of Change, Doilos, asked slowly while enjoying the brief commotion on the other side.
The Creator Vashtor ignored it and did not answer it. The chimney-like exhaust port of the metal device behind him spewed out thick black smoke, and a violent lightning storm was gathering around him.
It hated this place, even more than when it appeared in the physical universe; because the connection with the Soul Forge here was too weak and distant, making it feel like a mortal ant wearing a bulky pressure suit in a vacuum, and the ropes connecting it could break at any time.
It originally had little interest in this primitive, low-level world, for it had its own grand mechanical work to accomplish in that universe;
At the same time, it was quite dissatisfied with Doiros, even a little angry: its plan of moving forward as precisely as clockwork was disrupted; in the eyes of the Creator, the occurrence of events, the decisions and choices of mortals - everything would shape cause and effect, like the gears of a carefully calibrated reality meshing with each other, its complexity growing until it filled its dark sanctuary.
It uses this to arrange its own sophisticated plans and gradually advance its grand work; but before that, when this part of its data consciousness stream was about to invade the real world and act as a gear to operate a certain part of its work, this damn messenger of change summoned it into this world.
This gear appeared in a place where it shouldn't be, and the missing part might cause the other universe's own plan to fail completely;
However, the new knowledge of this primitive world caught its attention and aroused its curiosity. Unlike the surging power of the warp, the power generated by this knowledge would not be suppressed by the real world. Although as a mechanical creator, part of its power would not be restricted by the real world, this was not what attracted it the most.
Vashtor soon discovered that this power seemed very similar to those powerful non-psychic entities that controlled the laws in the real universe in the old days, but the latter were shattered and disappeared in the betrayal of the reincarnated ones; perhaps mastering this knowledge would help to bring benefits and promotion to the work in another universe...
It is even possible that in addition to the warp, it can also control a huge amount of energy in the real universe; in this way, it will truly have the qualifications to play the great game with other dark gods.
So the Creator, who had originally planned to ignore Doilos and leave, stayed and decided to master the world's knowledge about alchemy and element control.
But before that, it needs to compete with the will of the dreamer, the Exiled King; the other party did not fight alone in this world, not only recruited new slaves, but also tried to get his hands on that knowledge first - or had already gotten his hands on it, the alien that looked like a human yet not a human had already merged that knowledge with machines and some of his own power.
"I found that many people in this world are thirsty for luck. Perhaps I can establish a cult that 'distributes good luck' in this world to attract believers more effectively and secretly than a cult that 'teaches endless knowledge and mysteries'," the devil suddenly became complacent. "The High Heaven is vast and boundless, and I can always summon powerful beings that I can communicate with in my blind and aimless summons."
"The first one is the bloodthirsty demon under the Blood God, the second one is the Secret Keeper under the Dark Prince, and the third one is you, Lord Vashtor. To be honest, I am very surprised. I have prepared myself to face those stubborn and ugly guys of the Father of Plague."
"What about the first two? Where are they? I haven't tried to make corresponding shells for demons of their level."
A hoarse, dry voice came from Vashtor's furnace-like mouth.
"They... um... were unfortunately killed by the servants of the Cursed." Doilos shrugged helplessly. "Also, I want to confirm with you again, are you really ready to deal with the fate of the Cursed's will?"
"Last time, he brought his Legion of Vengeance and the 'Kabanha Slayer' from the other end without hesitation. Maybe this time, he will call the 'Headless Medusa' to deal with you."
“As long as the King of Dreams mobilizes his power, the engine equipment I created will track the path of His power transmission and locate my forge; by then, I will be able to possess equal power to fight against Him.” Vashtor said in a hoarse voice.
"As expected of Lord Vashtor, you are the most qualified candidate to participate in the Great Game," the devil exclaimed.
"But before that, I need to control the authority of knowledge, Transfiguration Envoy. You and I are not in a master-servant relationship, but a cooperative one. The contract we signed is very clear."
Vashtor said coldly.
"I am also aware of this, Lord Vashtor." Doilos's right eye caught a glimpse of an angry figure rushing towards Vashtor, "but I think I need a quiet environment where I won't be disturbed, and you also need some time to deal with these slaves."
"It won't take me long, but you'd better hurry."
The tall mechanical demon swung the giant hammer in its hand, and the ground where they were located began to light up with strange and blasphemous patterns again.
After paralyzing all the dreadnoughts that had gone out of control due to the invasion, Chu Zihang saw the predicament of the alchemist sergeant and immediately rushed towards the strange mechanical demon with his sword without hesitation. The grenade launcher he was equipped with was also filled with faith bombs called "Emperor's Hammer", intending to end the opponent's electronic attack through physical interference.
But just as Chu Zihang was about to charge and make an attacking posture, his next step suddenly missed the target. He subconsciously tried to retract his foot to steady himself, but the ground he was standing on the previous second had completely disappeared, revealing the complex and blasphemous scene of the deep well below, like a three-dimensional maze.
Not only him, but also the soldiers behind him; the control device arranged by the alchemist sergeant seemed to have failed, and the ground where the soldiers were located disappeared instantly after the green light came on. All the soldiers lost weight in an instant and fell irreversibly.
The same thing happened to the two "Emperor's Fist" heavy tanks. The panicked shouts and curses of the alchemist soldiers could be heard from the loud speakers on the front of the vehicles.
Five seconds later, the ground returned to normal as if an invisible curtain had been lifted by the void, but the front line that had been tightly defended just now was now empty; "Don't make me wait too long." Vashtor said only this sentence and disappeared on the spot.
Thus, in this vast and empty space, only Doiros and the dying White King Engine were left.
"It is a pity, Your Highness Hrasvelgr, that you were unable to complete your mission."
The demon turned and walked towards the White King.
Now the White King has been seriously injured, and his power, spirit, and body are triple damaged. He doesn't even have the strength to stand up. The heavy armor he was wearing has now become a mountain weighing down on him.
“The authority of the Great Library… I can’t possibly give these filthy things to you guys…” The White King said with difficulty.
"That won't do, Your Highness the White King, are you planning to break the contract?" The demon tilted his head, "Or did you never think of giving us the authority from the beginning, and just wanted to get the power of revenge from us for free?
"Your power... is useless... Forget it. Curse you filthy outsiders... Your authority will perish with me."
Under the armor, the White King's voice was intermittent.
"But this is also in my plan." A cunning smile suddenly appeared on Doilos' beak. Its eyes moved away from the white flesh under the armor and looked up at a certain position on the wall of the well:
"Dr. Herzog, you are still alive, right?"