Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 766: An interesting experiment?
The first thing I saw when I left the passage was an incredibly large underground space. It was as if a giant had propped up the rock wall above his head with his body, making it as far away as the sky. The jagged rock pillars hanging from above reflected the lonely cold light, which looked like the reflection of stars. In such an empty and desolate dark world where the sight could not reach the end, the outline of the ancient city was looming, casting a grim giant shadow deep in the nun's eyes. Those gray-white buildings with crosses and spires seemed to have grown out of the earth, blending into the rocks and soil. There were layers of scaffolding on the surface. From a distance, it looked like a wire fence occupying the entire cliff. It was the trace left by the archaeologists of the Institute of Prehistoric Heritage.

All the houses, towers, city walls and temples were incomplete and damaged. They were destroyed to varying degrees in the past disaster: some were scarred but barely retained their intact appearance; while others were shattered, leaving only a lonely ruin. But from the remaining light of these buildings, we can still see the strength and confidence of the people in the earth and stones. It is hard to imagine how the ancestors in ancient times built such a magnificent city when they had just emerged from ignorance.

Presumably, everything depends on the teachings of the saints, right?
He analyzed spirituality, brought magic, and helped the weak human race rise in the cruel and heroic battles of hundreds of races; he revered heaven and earth, founded religion, and helped people who were still confused about the future at that time to establish their spiritual faith; he was a perfect man in the true sense, not only had natural talents in magic and religion, but even this ancient and magnificent city was built under his planning and guidance. He brought inexhaustible magic to this city and the people living in it, brought prosperous commerce, brought handicrafts and textile industries that made life more convenient... and then proudly named it "Yardes", which means: eternal glory and peace.

There is no doubt that the saint had good wishes, but he might not have thought at that time that a disaster would bury his painstaking creation underground, forever losing its glory from the ground; and now, those who follow his teachings and claim to be devout believers will take up war here, causing it to lose forever the peace he has blessed.

Perhaps eternity never existed in the first place. It was really ironic that Saint Tumi had always protected this great city before the natural disaster and had never caused it to experience any war. However, countless years later, his followers made up for all the missing things here, proving that time was nothing but a repetition of existing things.

Standing on the edge of a broken cliff, a place where she could both overlook the streets of the city and look up at the outline of the city, Sister Livia saw the flash of artillery fire in the distance, illuminating a deep shadow. It was not until a few seconds later that she could faintly hear the roar of magic guns and cannons, shaking the smoke and sand under the ground. She felt that the cliff under her feet was also trembling, as if it could collapse at any time, but she had no intention of leaving. She still watched quietly as the believers rushed to the Crusaders guarding this place one after another, as if the tide was unstoppable and surging towards the breakwater on the shore, crashing into an enemy they could never defeat. Among those insignificant drops of water, there were her friends in the Battle Sisters, colleagues she had only met once, and brothers and sisters who she didn't know but would greet her with a smile every morning... They were all dying, looking so heroic, but in fact they were just the most insignificant inch of dust under the artillery fire.

She also saw the figure of Brother Mufasa, because his red clothes were so clear in the dark vision. He stood firmly at the forefront of the wave, as if guiding the believers to charge. He raised a ball of white light with his left hand, and the sacred and glorious field spread out from him. An angel wearing silver armor, holding a golden sword and a silver shield, and with four wings on his back appeared behind him. He kept piercing the heart of the red monk with the sword in his hand, and when he pulled it out, the blood in the sky was splashed into brilliant light rain. The believers bathed in the light rain in the field, all their injuries were healed in an instant, and even if they had fallen, they would stand up again. In contrast, Brother Mufasa's face became paler and paler, and the light in his hand became dimmer and dimmer.

Sister Livia clearly realized that it was the power of the Sequence 3 magician Scale Bearer of the Path of Justice, who used the power of Sacrifice to heal friendly creatures within the area. As long as the injuries were not fatal in an instant, they could be pulled back from the brink of death. However, the price was the consumption of one's own vitality.

Since the animists evacuated the land of Lunkwell, Mufasa, the Judge of the True Spirit Sect, has become a headache for the united cults, and an enemy that they want to get rid of as soon as possible, but they didn't do so because of the stability of the Seven Stars. However, today he took the initiative to come to the door, and he also put on a posture of dying rather than retreating. I guess the crusaders are confused and have made up their minds: they must keep Mufasa the Judge in this dark underground world and eliminate this big trouble.

Awareness and sacrifice are the eternal and unchanging tones in the world of faith. Is that what everyone thinks? Is there no moment when they have doubted this? Sister Livia had this thought in her mind for a moment, but she quickly put it aside because she didn't have much time left. Brother Mufasa and the other brothers and sisters sacrificed to buy her time. In this case, how could she linger here and disappoint their expectations?
She closed her eyes and said a brief final prayer: "In the name of the Holy Trinity, the Blessed Virgin, the Saints and the Holy Spirit."

"Please wish that our souls will return to your kingdom in enlightenment."

As soon as she finished speaking, thousands of dazzling rays of light suddenly burst out from her palms. The light overflowed from between her fingers and illuminated the surroundings as bright as day.

……

At the same time, in the deepest part of Guardes City, in the ruins of the Great Hermitage of All Saints Gospel, the Dark Witch Caraboss seemed to have sensed something, raised her head, and through the shattered stained glass window, she saw a little light in the distant world, and a thoughtful look appeared in her eyes.

"I see." She whispered to herself, "No wonder Mufasa made such a radical choice. Was it all for you? But I'm curious, Son of the True Spirit Sect, are you qualified to bear such awareness and sacrifice?"

Adjutant Floyd's voice came from behind: "Sir, the elevator is ready and can transport the research data at any time. As for the True Spirit Sect believers who attacked this place, Octavian has led the troops to fight them. Although we don't know where they came from, our response was timely and the other side has no chance of winning."

"Well, then please send the research materials back first, Freud. However, the stone carving of "The Beginning of Spirituality" will be left here temporarily. I have another use for it."

"What is the purpose, if I may ask, Lord Carabosse?"

"Just an interesting experiment."

Karabos looked at the light that was getting closer and closer and said calmly, "I just need someone to cooperate with me."

Seeing her so serious, Floyd, the adjutant, made a joke: "How about I cooperate with you?"

"If you knew the content of the experiment," Carabosse glanced at him, "you might not say that."

Because that's cruel.

Not only is it cruel, it's also blasphemous.

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)