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Chapter 1098 1096. Light and shadow always go hand in hand

"boom"

On the upper floors of the Palace Mountain, there are Lord Paying and six golden mummified queens, and the Morhan Palace at the foot of the mountain is also not idle.

Amid the earth-shaking vibrations, the power armor codenamed "Dragon" was wielding two chainswords and slashing wildly, with no rhyme or strategy at all. He just relied on brute force to cut the Hades Knights who kept rushing towards him in half and crushed them into mud.

This initially repaired power armor is now being driven by a ruthless boss and is going crazy.

He stood alone in front of the blocked workshop, and was unafraid of the siege of a large number of undead. He was very much like the fierce Zhang Fei standing on the Dangyang Bridge, but he felt more like Zhao Zilong at Changbanpo.

Well, please forgive Mr. Pill's self-metaphor, which is quite in line with the times. It is mainly because it is a bit too difficult for an old man in his sixties to use internet memes that are more up-to-date.

"Pills, can you still hold on?"

Lord Ma's anxious voice rang out from the cockpit of the Dragon. He said:
"We are copying the program to the other twenty power armors. Please take a look. It may take more than ten minutes to activate them all."

"No problem, I can handle it! This thing is indestructible and unshakable. I think I have a big advantage now."

Zaoyaowan responded in the hoarse voice of a hot-blooded old man:

"Take your time. I'm not in a hurry here. I can still find time to do a stress test on our program. But the problem is, even if we activate all the power armors of the Sand Sea Guards, where should we rush to? We are unfamiliar with this place. Do we have to just pick a direction at random?"

"Someone on the forum said that after the Pharaoh was assassinated, they received a random mission from Lord Murphy, requiring them to break out and reunite in the Holy City of Origin, but he didn't explain how to break out."

Lord Ma said helplessly:
"Ms. Mosna's communication with Lord Murphy was also disrupted, but she is sure that Lord Murphy has already set out on the road to leave Ptolemy City. No one knows what the situation is up there now, but Master Qin and the surviving players are already coming towards us.

They said the scene was very chaotic, and a great noble of Shahai accused Lord Murphy of assassinating the Pharaoh.

Lao Qin meant that we should rush out first, so as not to be trapped here."

"I understand. Hurry up then."

He increased the power, raised the chainsaw sword and continued to chop forward, shouting:

"I'll buy you some time! Woohaha, this thing is awesome! I think I finally understand why those young people are so obsessed with this crappy game. I declare that I am now a fanatic too."

"Fuck, this old guy is crazy!"

The horse king in the workshop cursed fiercely and turned off the walkie-talkie in his hand.

He turned around and looked behind him. Twenty fully assembled Sand Sea Guards power armors were uploading control programs simultaneously. The ten mechanics under Brother Zhongcheng had already put on their "pilot uniforms" and were ready to get down to work.

Yan Sang and a pink pear who were recruited were also warming up.

Because there were many power armors but few pilots at this time, some old men and women who were as unwilling to be lonely as those who had eaten dates were jumping around on the spot. Even Mengha was sent into battle, and only then could twenty pilots be barely gathered.

Ms. Mosna was making the final adjustments to the Warmaster's weapons there. If things went to the worst, she would have to drive this "strongest force" into battle on behalf of Lord Murphy, and at the same time escort the Wise Wolf weapons that had just been dismantled and had not yet been repaired away from here.

The lives of the players are worthless once every three days, but the bosses all know that neither Transia nor their home will be willing to give up the power armor they have worked so hard to get, so all the power armor in their hands must be sent out of Ptolemy City intact.

But in addition to the bosses of the Explorer Guild and the players of Loyal Anthem, there are also some "outsiders" here.

The royal mechanics in the Songhai court were now tied up with ropes, covered in dust and dirt, and were being guarded by a trio of slackers armed with rifles.

Seeing their panic, Lord Ma stepped forward with some reluctance, squatted down and said to the master craftsman in the lead:
"I'm sorry, I may have to inconvenience you a little, but I want to emphasize again that our Lord Murphy would never do something like assassinating the Pharaoh!
This must be the work of the dusk thieves who are secretly sowing discord. There are also bad people among you Songhai people who are fanning the flames. We really want to stay and prove our innocence, but our historical experience tells us that if we don't run away now, then we will most likely never have a chance to explain ourselves.

The contact I have had in the past few days has taught me that you are all pure mechanics and will not participate in such a disgusting conspiracy, so we will leave you here before we break out."

"woohoo"

The master craftsman, whose mouth was blocked by the stinky socks, struggled for a while. Lord Ma reached out to take the socks off, and heard the old man Sanghai say:
"I also believe that you guys will not participate in the assassination of the king. You are pure craftsmen like us. Once the power armor is activated, leave quickly and go to the west of the city. It is easier to break out there because the area is vast and sparsely populated.

We will stay here and wait for Pharaoh's army to arrive."

"Then do you know how to get to the Holy City of Origin?"

After adjusting the Warmaster's weapons, Mosna stepped forward and asked, and the Songhai craftsmen fell silent.

Obviously, they know.

But they were unwilling to take these foreigners, who had not yet completely cleared their suspicion, to the most important holy site of the Songhai Empire.

From this we can see that what the master craftsman said just now were mostly polite words to save his life.

The Songhai people are not stupid either.

They would not unconditionally believe in foreigners just because of a few words. This was a major event involving the assassination of the Pharaoh, and such a situation had never occurred in the history of the empire.

In this silence, the control programs of the power armors were uploaded one after another and entered self-inspection. Brother Zhongcheng cheered, climbed up the shelf and was the first to jump into his own No. 1 body.

He had long wanted to try something this powerful.

Although he had been following the bosses to repair the power armor before, when Brother Zhongcheng really sat in the cockpit, he was still a little at a loss when he saw the slightly complicated control panel in front of him. The power armor under the Creator specifications must be equipped with intelligent AI to assist in operation, and the current "pirated program" does not have this function.

Until further optimization is achieved, mechanics can only rely on their own skills.

"These Songhai people are so sneaky!"

The good assistant of the loyal brother, the senior mechanic Nightmare Bat Puppet, complained from the No. 3 machine:
"They only sent the main body of the Sand Sea Guards' power armor, without any matching weapons. It's too late to make chainswords for them now. We can only fight with the chainswords that the Hall of Fame members brought with them."

"You already have power armor, why are you worrying about weapons? Don't be so formalistic!"

Brother Zhongcheng was moving his five fingers in the mechanical suspension to familiarize himself with the operation of the power armor. He also picked up the raw iron rod made of the Songhai people's psychic alloy piled nearby, waved it in his hand, and said:
"Isn't this a ready-made weapon? Zhuo! Fifty points of strength is enough to kill the Golden One with my bare hands."

"Don't swing that thing around! It almost killed me!"

Under Brother Zhongcheng's power armor, Mr. Ziwei jumped up and down and cursed:
"It's amazing that you can drive a power armor! You bastard, if I hadn't died at Dusk's hands, you would have almost smashed me into a meat pie!"

"Sorry, but with Power Armor on you can do whatever you want."

Brother Zhongcheng laughed and replied, dragging a heavy alloy iron rod in one hand and walking towards the blocked door of the workshop. Behind him were nineteen activated Sand Sea Guard power armors. The scientific name of these things under the Creator system is "Desert Assault Power Armor for Creation Engine Defense Forces."

This name is too difficult to pronounce.

Therefore, Brother Zhongcheng decided to give it a code name, called "Desert Tiger", which is just right to distinguish it from the "Dragon" type power armor.

"bang bang bang"

When the mechanical structure of the sealed workshop door slowly opened, the big boss who was fighting against more and more undead from the underworld looked back. After seeing that all twenty power armors had been started, the big boss suddenly became happy.

He raised the broken chainsaw sword high and shouted in a broken voice:
"Brothers! Follow me! Smash these ghosts who refuse to rest in peace to death!"

"Go, go, go!"

Brother Zhongcheng also roared back and rushed forward with an iron rod in his hand. Behind him, a group of non-combatants also rushed forward screaming. For a moment, the elite Hades Army with strong soldiers and horses were cut down one by one like wheat in the field.

This scene happened to be seen by Master Qin, who was rushing down the mountain with the players who survived the "Palace Incident". Master Qin was stunned for a moment, and then he was filled with ecstasy.

Depend on!
Transia is so awesome now!

The players behind him exclaimed on the spot that the Transian mechanical warriors equipped with power armor were invincible. However, this inspiring scene could not change the current state of desolation and embarrassment of the Transian delegation.

Although Lord Pa Ying held back six mummy queens, the remaining desert dancers were no pushovers. They were elite assassins under the command of the kings of the underworld, and the sudden change in the situation caused Lord Murphy to run too fast, resulting in heavy losses for the players in this surprise attack, and less than half of them were able to rush out with Master Qin.

Of course, another important reason for the heavy losses was that they were all wearing cool but defenseless ceremonial costumes to celebrate the birthday tonight.

This damn game doesn't have a convenient "one-click costume change" function, and the direct result is that extremely powerful players don't even have a chance to draw their swords, and they die miserably in the surprise attack of the Hades Dancers.

The forum was already in an uproar.

The giant shark who had blocked a binding spell for Lord Murphy and died under a flying knife had already made a harsh statement, "You bastards, Songhai people! I will remember this time, and I would not be a gentleman if I don't take revenge!"
"Lord Murphy's final mission is for us to break out of Ptolemy City and join him at the Holy Land of Origin."

Lao Qin led his men into the workshop and said to Lord Ma and Ms. Mosna, who were packing up and preparing to leave:
"The problem is that we only know that the Holy City of Origin is in the center of the desert, but we don't know exactly where it is. How can we find it?"

"Never mind, let's rush out first."

Lord Ma gritted his teeth, picked up a bag full of information and put it on his back, then picked up the Berserker rifle at hand and loaded it, ready to rush out with the power armor.

But just as they were about to leave, a voice suddenly rang out from the bound Sanghai mechanic:
"I know where the Holy Land of Origin is. I can take you there!"

"Shut up! Ayu, you are betraying the empire!"

The Royal Master Craftsman shouted angrily, but the female apprentice who had already spoken stiffened her neck and shouted at Lord Ma and Lord Qin:
"But I suggest you don't go to the Holy Land of Origin yet! Those guys have also set up traps there, and their target is your Governor Murphy. I can take you to the place where the Millennium Quicksand crashed first, and then go there after we repair the solar boat."

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"You I remember you!"

Dexianyincha walked up to the female mechanic and said:

"You were the one who told Master Murphy that you needed two answers to prove your third way. I remember you clearly. You were the hardest worker among these mechanics in learning new knowledge. But I'm curious, Ayu, who are the 'they' you mentioned?"

"Yes! Ayu, who are they?"

The Royal Master Craftsman also asked angrily:

"When you became my disciple, I told you that as an imperial mechanic, you must be loyal! You must be pure and not join forces of unknown origin. Have you gone astray?"

"I'm not, sir. They invited me, and I was almost convinced."

The Songhai mechanic named "Ayu" lowered her head and said:
“I don’t know who ‘they’ are exactly.

I only know that they are a secretive force that seems to be very powerful. They became very active after the Creator took back his power. I am just one of the people they recruited. As far as I know, the Moon Priest and the Sun Priest are also involved.

They believe that the Creator is a ruthless god. They believe that the Songhai people have devoted thousands of years of faith to the Creator but all they got was being abandoned. Moreover, those guys are promoting a dangerous theory!

I attended two rallies. They said that the Creator was an invader. They said that someone else shaped this world. They said that we Songhai people were the children of that great existence, and that the whole world should have belonged to us, but was taken away by the Creator and given to other invaders.

They also said that the Creator had bewitched us with His evil wisdom and creation, and had deceived the Songhai people for a thousand years with a lie.

It's all lies to mislead the public!

I was almost convinced, but Governor Murphy's previous speech about faith, technology and truth convinced me.

The Creator does not need the Songhai people to offer their faith devoutly. It is we who believe in Him on our own, we who believe in Him on our own, we who believe in Him on our own, and we who become disappointed and defensive when we see the Creator taking back his power, and then we hate Him bitterly.

This is all our own wishful thinking.

The gods don’t care about mortals’ beliefs, and what the Creator wants us to do is to learn and improve.

It is we who have misunderstood God and in turn have tainted Him with the name of evil.

I almost went astray, mentor, but these confessions can be made later. Now we must follow the foreign masters and leave.

Those guys are everywhere! They have people from all walks of life. There are at least 17 large clubs in Ptolemy City that are run by them behind the scenes. If we stay here, we will either join them or be quietly killed.

Believe me, those guys are really dangerous!
I even suspect that the assassination of the Pharaoh was secretly planned by them."

"This is clearly a wicked trick of the dusk!"

Master Qin scolded:
"Now is definitely not the time to hesitate. Untie them and take them with us."

Ah Zhu immediately stepped forward and pulled out his military dagger to untie the Songhai mechanics. As a result, as soon as the group of people stood up, one of the silent men with his head down suddenly pounced on Ah Yu while moving his wrists, grabbed her neck with both hands and shouted:
"You traitor! Shameful weakling! The Lord of Original Sin will punish you. There will be no place for you in the infinite future He has given me!"

"Uh!"

The thin Ayu rolled his eyes because of being pinched, but the next second there was a loud bang, and the golden bullet pierced the mechanic's head, causing his brain to splatter everywhere. The bloody corpse hit the ground and Ayu fell to the ground as well.

Mr. Qin, expressionless, took back the M1911 that was still emitting gunpowder smoke. He said seriously:

"Sure enough, there are as many people who worship the Creator as there are people who hate Him. The bigger the light, the bigger the shadow. These guys are really everywhere. The powerful Songhai Empire is already crawling with lice under its gorgeous coat.

go!
We can’t stay here for long.”
-
"boom"

A Cleaner missile was intercepted and exploded by a defense missile in the sky several kilometers away from the Origin Pioneer. The huge flames illuminated the dark night of the sand sea. In the command cabin of the rapidly moving Sun Ship, the pale-faced General Bhopal bandaged his wound while looking forward.

At his feet lay the bodies of three of his attackers.

They were all his subordinates whom he trusted before, but they underestimated the old general's military strength. Unfortunately, Bhopal killed three young men and left him seriously injured.

What was even more terrible was that from the captain's observation screen in front of him, he could see that similar civil strife had broken out in various parts of his own Sun Ship. The soldiers who had been normal before were now attacking each other in chaos. General Bhopal had no idea which side was on his side.

What's even worse is that a few minutes ago, a group of soldiers tried to force their way into the secret room where the Scepter of God launch pad was stored and destroy it.

"How disloyal!"

The old general cursed:

"And you! Eden, why did you seize my command? Don't you see that the defenses of the Wraith Abyss have collapsed? The soldiers there need our firepower. Where are you going with this ship now?
answer me! "

"boom"

Another Cleaner missile dropped from the clouds with a tail of flame and was intercepted and blown up by the anti-aircraft firepower controlled by Eden, but this time the interception distance was very close. The flames of the explosion and the flying fragments hit the energy matrix of the Sun Ship, causing the ship to shake violently.

"Alpha Hidden Protocol has been activated!"

A cold electronic voice sounded in the captain's room, and the Eden program replied:
"This program takes over the defense of the Sun Ship and sails to the real-time coordinates of Administrator Murphy! This program recommends that the captain enter the medical cabin for treatment immediately. The journey ahead will not be smooth. The energy matrix protection strength has dropped to 89% of the standard value. It is expected that it will lose protection after eight anti-aircraft fire interceptions. Please be prepared for the loss of the Sun Ship.

But the God's Scepter Launcher must be delivered to the Administrator before the situation worsens."

General Bhopal sighed when he heard the name "Murphy", shook his head, stood up and asked:

"Can you help me mark which side of the chaotic sun is the soldier loyal to the empire?"

"This is simple. The mutineers all showed a weak subspace reaction after responding to the mysterious order. But what does the captain intend to do?"

"nonsense!"

General Bhopal lay down in the hidden treatment cabin on the bridge. When the treatment procedure started, he closed his eyes and said in a deep voice:
"Of course, it's for my majesty to take back the empire's warships. Whoever the rebels are must be severely executed. I need a gun, no! I need a lot of guns. Get them ready for me, Eden.

This ship will never again allow itself to fall ingloriously to the earth!
I will not allow it to be broken-winged again. The previous shameful experience was enough.

So please."

(End of this chapter)