I'm in Demacia, I just became a mage

The believers of the Glorious Evolution Sect are not all Zaunites, there are also some Madam Piltover, Hextech artisans, etc., both the poor and the rich.

They believe in a god named Gray Lady, and Camille's title of Gray Lady is also derived from this. In the view of the Glorious Evolution Sect, Camille's existence shows the way forward for mechanical ascension, and she seems to be the leader of this sect. An anchor of belief.

Camille got acquainted with some monks within the sect—it seemed that this trip was to find a monk—but she did not choose to join the Glorious Evolution Sect, so she was also feared by the sect.

They were afraid of Camille's identity as the chief secret agent of the Ferros family, and feared that one day Camille would cause a devastating blow, so Camille didn't know many things about the sect.

When the sun was setting, Levi followed Camille to the border market, followed by the Zaun woman sent by Stevan with a whip. She introduced herself on the way and seemed to be Afye.

After crossing a street, like a border, the environment began to change, and the stench from the city below overwhelmed the sweetness of the barbecue and cakes prepared on the eve of the festival.

Zaun's smog rose like a tidal wave, over people's knees, and settled on the soot-stained awnings, leaving behind clouds of sludge.

Camille stared at the old house in front of her for a few seconds, and said, "You stay here." It was to Afye.

"I want to follow you, Lord Ferros—" Afye was interrupted by Camille's eyes in the middle of her speech.

"You stay here." Camille said coldly, as if the woman in front of her would immediately cut her throat with the sharpness of a pair of scissors if she dared to disobey the slightest bit.

He glanced at the air around him, suppressed the anger that kept accumulating in his heart, and explained: "The believers in glorious evolution are very fanatical. They are not very friendly to native people."

When all of this gradually proved Levi's statement, the things that Camille didn't want to admit gradually became the reality that she had to admit, and the unavoidable anger began to burn.

After all, she is her own younger brother, and they have been with each other for nearly a hundred years. She didn't want to kill Stevan, but both the world and Stewan himself are forcing him to kill him.

She shot.

However, she is still willing to give enough patience to this person whom Abigail loves.

Out of politeness, Levi, who was lurking in the shadows, nodded slightly - although the lady couldn't see it.

Entering from the entrance of the old house, it is a dim gatehouse.

An iron net acts as a partition, behind which is the main hall of the house.

A few clusters of orange warm lamps illuminated the crowd in the hall through the diamond-shaped grid welded by metal—about fifty people gathered in a circle, whispering in low voices, as if there was a majestic machine under their feet. breathe.

They were covered with dark velvet covering what was still flesh.Metal arms and augmented legs were exposed, with a warm glow flowing over them.

Here, difficult augmentation procedures are combined with more practical functions.

Whether technology comes from Piltover or Zaun, believers in Glorious Evolution don't care, it's secondary to their quest, they're a bunch of crazy pragmatists.

In the middle of the crowd was a young woman, her mechanically articulated arm outstretched, pointing at a man with a smooth metal chin.

"The body is nothingness, and the flesh is fragility," she said to the man.

"The machine leads us," the crowd responded together, and the voice slowly echoed in the air: "The future is evolution."

"The body is nothingness, and the flesh is fragility."

This is the prayer often sung by the believers of the Glorious Evolution Sect. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the Mechanic Ascension Sect. The day before the Evolution Day, they will start preparing for the assembly, and prepare to inherit the long tradition of Zaun on the Evolution Day— Hold a sacrificial event.

The sacrifices are varied and can be anything, but most of them are parts of one's own body.

This ceremony is very important in their eyes. The meaning is probably to dedicate their own things on the evolution day, hoping to make the next generation of products better.

Some are similar to the meaning of wishing for good weather in the coming year during the Spring Festival.

The origin of this custom can be traced all the way back to the city's distant past.

At that time, the people of Zaun had just experienced the pain caused by the birth of the Sun Gate Strait and needed to rebuild their lives.

The helpless people of Zaun experienced the ruthlessness of nature and the cold blood of the same kind, and began to ask the gods for help. Some people chose to beg the blessing of the gods, and some people endured the pain and strengthened themselves to prepare for the day of revenge.

The Glorious Evolution Sect is the latter. The original intention of this organization was to increase the strength of Zaun and avenge Piltover. However, the concept has been replaced by flesh and blood pain and mechanical ascension.

Now their technology is actually not powerful. The modified body that looks like steel and iron is actually very difficult to use. There is no neural link, no computer help, and even very few transmission devices-because of the lack of energy.

The core of Hex and the corresponding body modification technology are only mastered by Hakim Nedry, the former chief crystallographer of the Philos family. Of course, in the near future, there will be another master of heaven to break this monopoly.

The Glorious Evolution Sect may also usher in its most brilliant and outstanding leader-Victor, the mechanical pioneer.

It is inevitable for Victor to undergo surgery on himself. His body has already begun to collapse, and today's Piltover has no possibility of treating him.

Levi used rune knowledge to help them grasp the Hex core faster, but the final transformation operation was unavoidable, and this would inevitably lead to conflicts between Heimerdinger, Jess, Victor and even him and the outside world.

He will see the possibility of human mechanical ascension, and will pursue it, while Jess, Heimerdinger, and even the public will fear this pursuit.

After all, Piltover is still in the blue star renaissance, that is, it is more advanced with more Hex technology, but the essence is the same, and Victor's pursuit and ideas are several times ahead of Piltover's current society. Even dozens of centuries.

As the saying goes, half a step ahead is a genius, and one step ahead is a madman, so what is ten steps ahead?

Piltover won't take Victor.

Levi also thought about this, and decided to talk to Jess and Heimerdinger at that time. Of course, the hope of getting them to accept Victor was somewhat slim—this involved a huge conflict of views.

People are all transformed into cold steel, so are they still people?

But in fact, according to Victor in the background story, although his ideas are very radical, he is quite cautious when he takes actual actions, and he will never conduct transformation experiments against the will of others. Therefore, most of the experimental subjects are patients with incurable diseases, poor people.

And in the eyes of Jess and others, it will become a cold machine after transformation, Victor still retains his human side, he is just a pure scientist who wants to make Zaun better from the beginning to the end.

Maybe Camille can understand Victor?

Levi looked at the lady in a tuxedo not far ahead, and considered whether to set up a line for Victor and the Philos family, which might bring the modern civilized society he longed for ahead of schedule.

Walking through a shadow, he entered a small room with an altar in the center. There was the sound of gurgling water. Li Weisi looked around and finally found a bald monk kneeling in the corner of the altar.

With his bald head lowered, the breathing valve on his mouth even pressed against his sternum, he was currently lighting a votive lamp in the corner of the altar in the chapel.

On frosted glass, a hook made of cold lead

A majestic figure out of form is watching him—the Cinderella, Holy Spirit of the Church of Glorious Evolution.

There was a faint light shining through the leaden-green fuzzy panes, and the idol was eeriely illuminated by the arc lights outside.

There are some jars containing organs in the house, and there are eyeballs floating in them, like pickled eggs.

Bundles of tributes were wrapped in linen gauze, some neat, some oily and unkempt.

Rustling.

One of the bundles moved.

Immediately afterwards, a plague mouse's nose appeared from under the gauze, and it looked at the two people in the house provocatively, as if it was determined not to take away its reward.it

Dragging the newly found treasure to climb up to the high ground, unexpectedly, a corner hooked on the edge, and the whole bundle of gauze fell apart, rolling out a dry finger.

The rat jumped down in a panic, but the bald monk kicked it into the shadows with a glance.

"squeak!"

The scream of the mouse broke the silence in the room, and the monk turned his attention to the uninvited guest.

"Camille..." He chewed on the name with a complicated voice, "Did you come to offer something to Him?"

"I've given everything to my family," Camille replied.

"Then why are you here?"

"For the news, Brother Xavier." Camille carefully took out the rosary beads from her pocket, and the glass beads and iron chains were mixed together.

"I'm looking for the owner of this rosary."

The monk named Zavier turned his face, a pair of lenses exaggeratedly magnified his eyeballs, and he could clearly see the bloodshot eyes all over them. It seems that the life of this monk of the Glorious Evolution Sect is not very easy after the transformation. .

"Where did you find it?" He stroked the rosary carefully for a while, and when he saw Camille staring at it blankly, he smacked his lips like he was making fun of himself: "Sorry, I shouldn't have asked this question."

He handed the rosary back to Camille, walked back and started fiddling with the votive lamps. "I met a guy a few weeks ago with this on him. He came here to light a lamp and beg her to help him on Progress Day."

"The skin is darker, and it looks like a typical deserter. Compared with the foreign students who come here to seek a living, they look older."

Camille was slightly surprised, thinking that all of this was just Stevan's conspiracy. Could it be that Hakim really came back?

Her heart, which she thought had become dead for countless times, seemed to be beating again, and she asked, "Do you know which family he wants to find?"

"He said he was staying in a hotel near the Abinot home."

By this time the hum of the rally died away.

"Tonight's testimony is over. I have business to do."

As he spoke, he nodded towards Camille, put on the hood of the monk's uniform, and left the room. Levi saw the strange looking tissue and a little bit of chitinous skin under his neck.

He is no stranger to this, and apparently, the Glorious Evolution Sect seems to have been eroded by the Void Sect as well.

This is unexpected but reasonable. After all, it is a very dangerous period to carry out body modification in such an era when technology and medical treatment cannot meet the needs. If a person survives, it is regarded as smoke from the ancestral grave.

As for how useful it is to enhance physical fitness, and whether it is useful to have original limbs, it is all unknown.

And the body that has been limitedly infected by the void can effectively solve all these afflictions.

Afraid of postoperative infection, may I ask what germs can kill Voidbody?

Afraid that the modification is useless, and there are minor problems, I directly dismantle it and replace it with a new modified body.

The enhancement of the void to the body can effectively increase the error tolerance rate of the transformation surgery of the Glorious Evolution Sect. Of course, its side effects may be more unacceptable than death from infection.

But people are always blinded by some interests in front of them, and it has always been like this.

There is nothing more attractive to cultists who are desperately seeking to reform than to undergo more comprehensive plastic surgery.

Only the pensive Camille was left in the room, and Levi's figure appeared at this moment: "Mrs. Philos, I may need to leave for a while."

Camille turned back from her contemplation, "What did you find?"

Li Weisi pondered for a second, and said: "This monk Zavier may be related to the Void Sect. I saw a distorted tissue infected by the Void on him."

Camille frowned slightly. She had often seen some people from the Void Sect in the past, but she only regarded them as a cult organization similar to the Glorious Evolution Sect, and did not investigate deeply.

The fanaticism of those people is even crazier than that of the Glorious Evolutionists, and it is basically impossible for outsiders to infiltrate.

It wasn't until some time ago that the newspaper called Evolution Daily reported everything about the Void in detail that she became wary of this organization.

Whether as the guardian of the Philos family or as the guardian of Piltover's order, Camille would not allow the conspiracy of an organization like the Void Sect to succeed.

"Do what you think is right, don't worry about me." Camille said solemnly.

Li Weisi, who was covered in a robe composed of gray mist, nodded slightly, and then gradually disappeared in place as if a creator with an eraser wiped his figure away.

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In the dark and damp alleyway, Brother Zavier, who was walking silently and swiftly, stopped abruptly, and looked up at the road in front of him covered in gray robes.