"Then you should allow everyone to acquire the knowledge of witchcraft!" The doctor became excited again, "Why do you hide this knowledge that benefits mankind?"

He shared Clarence's view on this point.

"Besides, you keep saying that my behavior is wrong, but haven't you created the strongest reformed person?"

"Who?" Bellina felt baffled by the accusation.

The doctor pointed at Chloe: "Clarence told me that the girl who was with this lady at that time tore apart the steel soldier made by Clarence with her bare hands, which is much stronger than Trevorney! You keep saying that I am wrong, but you yourself..."

He couldn't speak anymore, because Chloe pointed the gun at him: "As a doctor, you should know that patients need to rest."

Moreover, he said something unpleasant.

The doctor raised his hands, slowly pulled over the chair in the toy store and sat down, without any intention of humiliating the lady.

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On the roof of the teaching building of Etesa College, Xia Ye, who was drenched in the rain and didn't react because of sleeping, stood in the rain, looking blankly at the empty, but also soaked bed beside him.

This is Mill's.

This guy... left her here alone to hide from the rain?

I'm so good to you, you leave me here?

A faint magical power was born on Xia Ye's body to separate the rain, and she looked up at the sky with blank eyes, feeling the cool wind on her body, and her heart became desolate... After a while, she uttered a word:

"Gan."

End of this chapter

"boom--"

Thunder and lightning streaked across the sky from the dark clouds, like the wrath of a god.

No matter which world it is, people in ancient times always had the fantasy of conquering the sky. Some of them realized it by using tools, while others relied on their own strength.

Although the technology tree in this world is crooked, research in this area has not been left behind.

Airships, which seem to be only achievable by the principle of hot air balloons in this world, are created by craftsmen in this world with various principles using pure gear power. Their driving is only enough for ordinary fuel, which can be Coal, which can be motor oil.

Even in remote places, there are people who make small foot-operated helicopters. This is the ingenuity of the craftsmen in this world.

But whether it is in this world or here, before the flying vehicle takes off, it is necessary to judge whether the weather is good or bad through meteorology. No one will be stupid enough to take off in heavy rain.

However, if the people on the ground here raised their heads, they would see a scene that shocked them.

A huge airship was flying steadily in the air under the dark clouds. Thunder and storms seemed to be its foil, unable to cause the slightest disturbance.

The key is huge!

If you can take a closer look, you will see that its size is enough to cover the sky in a certain area, like a battleship floating in the air, and its size is enough to awaken the fear of giants in people's hearts.

It is completely impossible to imagine how many resources are needed to operate it, perhaps it is already as large as a town.

If such a thing was suddenly dropped from the sky, it is estimated that the blow would be far beyond people's imagination.

And such a large airship, there is only one in the history of this world that matches its history.

Any craftsman can call out its name after seeing it—the Ark.

The largest airship in history was created by craftsmen who only existed in legends, and this airship should have sunk to the bottom of the sea with its owner long ago.Even mechanical craftsmen, most people think this is just an unfounded legend.

This behemoth that should not exist is sailing steadily in the sky like a ghost ship, but there are not many people above this behemoth.

The deck of the "Ark" was washed by the heavy rain, and the surface was tattered. It really looked like a ship that had been abandoned for many years, but such a "ship" was still able to sail stably in the air.

A thin, shirtless middle-aged man is sitting in the rain with a book in each hand and his eyes closed. His joints are like a puppet. There is a hole in his chest, and there is a hair in the hole. Large photosphere of white light.

It looks like a life-sized electronic doll.

The rain automatically bypassed him, as if a small animal dared not approach a lion.

On the other hand, Standing knelt in front of Him, clasped his hands and closed his eyes as if praying. He did not use magic power to block the rain, but chose to accept them.

Suddenly, a transparent phantom came to him at an extremely fast speed, and then gradually formed a transparent person with dull eyes and naked clothes, just like a ghost.

The identity of this ghost is none other than the historian who killed his wife——Clarence Decnino.

The puppet man reached out and waved lightly, and the phantom disappeared beside him.

The soul completely dissipated, and Clarence was completely unable to control his mechanical soldiers.

This is the characteristic of [Ferryman]. When holding someone's item, he can directly pull his soul to his face, regardless of whether the other party is alive or not.It's not a very scary feature, at least it's a relatively common feature among the ancient gods.

[Ferryman], also known as [Reaper], belongs to the name of the "God" above the angel.

He naturally despises such a boring soul.

Clarence is very interesting. He came into contact with mystic knowledge as an ordinary person through the books of his ancestors, and combined it with the machine... roughly pulling unconscious wandering souls into it and fixing it, which is actually bad in other worlds. Main Street works.

During his lifetime, he bought a lot of materials related to "mystery" at high prices, even though his family's property could no longer support him to do so.

The Deknino family has been historians for generations, even the ancestors are also historians in mysticism, proficient in all kinds of magic related to "history" and "past".

Nature has left him a lot of "mysterious" wealth.

So after his death, the soul was maintained by the power of the "past", kept rational, and possessed the machinery created during his lifetime to do what he wanted to do, from the previous "don't provoke the holy servant" to "active attack ".

Finally, because of the characteristics of the puppet man [Ferryman], he was forcibly pulled in front of him.

These stories are very exciting for ordinary people, but for this ferryman, they are really boring.

The book held in the right hand of the puppet man is very thick, and the cover is made of rough animal skin.This is the book that Xia Ye found from the dark compartment of the Clarence house's table, and another book that Xia Ye lost is in the puppet man's left hand.

After opening this book, he would lose interest after reading the first two pages. These are all boring things.He directly turned this heavy book to the back, the last page.

He looked at the last line of text on this page and read: "Remember the lost history, people who existed in the past..."

From the formal point of view, whose honorable name is this, but He has not received any response.

He lowered his head and glanced at the light ball on his chest. In this state, he couldn't directly use his personality to forcibly establish a link, so it was only natural that he didn't get a response, but the sentence just now probably made the other party vigilant, and he was so timid that he hid himself In the "past", it is even more impossible to show up now.

The puppet man looked at the book in his left hand. This book called "Craftsman" existed longer than the one in his right hand. What's interesting is that the text inside is modern in this world, because " elements of mystery.

The content inside is not much different from the first half of the right-hand book, but it is more comprehensive.

He stroked the book lightly, and murmured: "Life...is ridiculous."

Standing opened his eyes, lowered his head and asked, "Are you going to resurrect that one?"

Back then when Standing summoned the one in front of him, he also used the power left by that "craftsman", otherwise it would be impossible for him to train this body alone.

The puppet boy looked at him with a very calm expression: "Why? Just because he is my father?"

Hearing this sentence, Standing's cold sweat flowed down along with the rain.

What this person said was really something he didn't know about. The "God of Craftsman" who has been forgotten in this world is actually the biological father of "Reaper"...

If more interesting things come out, and he records his life again, can he be directly promoted to [Insects of the Past]?It's a pity that his ability cannot be promoted to [Insects of the Past].

The puppet man looked at the airship below him. He fished it out from the bottom of the sea, and it has sunk in the bottom of the sea for tens of thousands of years without decay. It was created by the man known as the "God of Craftsman". Unfortunately, That person failed to become a [craftsman] as he wished in the end, staying at the top level of an angel and sank to the bottom of the sea.

"He let me live in such a numb body. I was very grateful to him, but then I hated him. I think I have to let him have a taste of this... Maybe he can help me win the 'Holy Land'."

The father is kind and the son is filial.

The puppet man touched his arm, he prefers the current "medium" to the body that that person gave him.

The gods cannot descend normally, and a medium is needed for descending.

The holy land has existed in this world since he was a "human being". At that time, the world was not as low as it is now, and the "sacred land" was suspected to be someone's palace, or a piece of Although it is a magical item with a very high rating, it can always reach the point of affecting the world.

Unexpectedly, now that all the "mysteries" in this world are gone, it still exists.

The puppet man put the "craftsman" in front of him.

The soul of the "God of Craftsman" is preserved in it. As the top angel, of course there is a backhand to save his life, but this is the last backhand, and there is a price for using it.

For example, tens of thousands of years of deep sleep.

If it weren't for the fact that his own power was related to the soul, it is estimated that even he would not be able to find the hiding place of this "God of Craftsman".

This is the soul of his former father, now his plaything.

Standing turned his head and looked at Casey, a gentleman who was far away, whose body was indescribable and sometimes returned to normal, as if silently asking "what should he do?"

The puppet man cast a glance at Casey: "You can get out of control even if you are promoted to an angel. This kind of embarrassing thing is not even worth playing with the soul (river crab)."

"Om-"

The rain is still falling, and violent storms can cause water damage and planes to fall, but in this world, there are still things that cannot be shaken by these natural forces.

End of this chapter

In the early morning, the raindrops from the treetops fall on the ground. Many books describe that the dew on the leaves is the purest when you get up in the morning, but the servants of the Temple of Time will tell you that if you dare to collect it and drink it directly, you just wait. Let loose.

Moreover, who would do such an idiotic thing by leaving the river without drinking to collect dew?

The curtains were pulled open, and a ray of sunlight shone on Little Mir's face with some baby fat, causing her to turn over unconsciously, so that her buttocks were facing the sunlight.

St. Estrand was packing up in the room arranged for Little Mill. Last night, the child made a mess of the room.

She does this kind of thing that a servant does by herself, and if the attendants see it, she will probably be terrified, but if she can, she really wants to be an ordinary person.

The reason why she didn't let the servants do these things was that she wanted to find something for herself to do, and the second was that she didn't want others to know about the little guy's existence.

I really miss this feeling of taking care of a child. Bellina and the others were never as naughty as this child before.

The movement of the saintess to pack things was a bit loud, which made little Mir, who had just been picked up from the ground by the saintess on the bed, let out a nasal sound unsteadily, slightly opened her watery eyes, and then went back to sleep.

Little Mill's ability to stay in bed is that Irene won't wake up even if she shakes slightly, although she won't sleep well when disturbed.

Suddenly, Astrid's intuition was touched, she raised her head to look out the window, and murmured, "This feeling...what's going on?"

Divinity generally gives people a strong sense of intuition. Some angels in other worlds can foresee the disasters that will change the times. Astrid just had such a feeling suddenly. Although she doesn't know what will happen, but It's just a bad feeling like a mysterious disaster is about to happen, but it's still in time for the sacred feast.

The mysteries of this world should have been suppressed.

Perhaps, having an accident during the holy banquet is not a bad thing, after all...

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