Wizard: I can refine everything

At Bruno Station, a large number of goblin guards blocked the entire station. There were at least two guards on duty at each entrance and exit of the station. Roadblocks were laid within three kilometers of the station, and all goblins entering this area had to be checked by the guards.

These guards carried steam backpacks on their backs and wore steam masks on their faces. They all held Beta V high-pressure steam nail guns in their hands.

After iterative upgrades, this nail gun, which was originally a tool, can shoot sixty alloy nails that can penetrate steel in one minute.

Under such strict protection, the Bruno Station, which used to be crowded with people, became quiet.

Inside the station, Bruno Mayor Adelan looked at his pocket watch. Behind him, all the factory owners in Bruno were present. These factory owners wore decent dresses, and the fine leather shoes on their feet were wrinkle-free and dust-free.

They sprayed special perfume on their bodies, and the platform around them was also cleaned spotlessly.

The trained attendants spread the red carpet on the ground and sprinkled perfume all over the station. Each gram of these perfumes is equivalent to two or three days' wages for workers, but here, these perfumes are used in barrels, just to prevent the mayor and many factory owners from smelling the "civilian stench".

"It's time." Adelan whispered.

The next moment, a dull sound of wheels and tracks came into his ears along the rails.

Rumble... Woo!

With a shrill whistle, a steel python came from a distance and rushed into the platform with unstoppable power.

This train did not slow down in advance when it was about to enter the platform!

Many factory owners were frightened pale by this scene, and many people took a few steps back unconsciously.

The strong wind brought by the train set off a storm in the station. The factory owners were embarrassed by the strong wind, and the carefully prepared dresses and hairstyles all turned into nothingness at this moment.

Only Mayor Adelan remained standing. He did not move a step despite the crazy movement of the train. He was elegant and calm. What was even more surprising was that his dress did not change at all in the strong wind, and not a speck of dust fell on him.

Adelan swung his hem and walked elegantly to the entrance of the train. At this moment, the factory owners realized that this armored behemoth had stopped steadily on the platform in just a few seconds.

Rumble...

The side of the carriage was opened, and twelve tall figures in cloaks walked out of the twelve carriages at the same time.

A figure walked towards Adelan and performed the etiquette of the Church of the Lord of All Machines.

"Knight Alvin of the Church."

"Mayor Adelan of Bruno City."

The tall figures gathered together, and then many factory owners could see the bodies of these giants clearly.

The bodies of these knights of the Church have been completely transformed into machines. Under the black cloaks, the blackened external armor plates did not reflect the light at all under the light.

They wore helmets of the Church of the Lord of All Machines, and there was a hood on top of the helmets. These knights of the Church of the Lord of All Machines carried a long box on their backs, which contained the holy swords forged by the Church of the Lord of All Machines.

It is said that these holy swords cut metal as smoothly as a knife cutting butter, and they are so hard that they will not be scratched even if they are bombarded by steam cannons ten thousand times.

"I wonder if you have made any new discoveries about Bishop Orson during this period." Alvin asked.

Adlan smiled apologetically elegantly: "I'm sorry, my men are all incompetent. Even after so many days of investigation, they haven't found any clues."

Alvin nodded and said nothing more.

"Please send someone to take us to the scene."

"Okay."

...

A green light flew out from the end of the wooden stick and sank into Bernard's body.

Stimulated by vitality, Bernard's dying body suddenly rejuvenated. He opened his eyes suddenly, wanting to see what happened.

When he looked around, he saw a tall man in a gray robe standing beside him. The man's gray robe was patched, and he held a very ordinary-looking wooden staff in his hand.

Barnard suddenly remembered something. When he was strolling around a few days ago, he heard a worker who was burning a boiler in the Oss smelter say that a saint appeared on Thirteenth Street, and he would help workers treat their injuries almost free of charge. And no matter how serious the injury was, it could be cured in his hands.

So, he survived?

But before Barnard could speak, a strong feeling of suffocation surged into Barnard's brain again.

Realizing this, Ben showed a trace of compassion on his face. The staff Richard gave him could heal wounds and kill bacteria, but it could not regenerate broken limbs or make filled lungs unblocked again.

"Father Ben, my father..."

"I'm sorry, I can't completely cure your father's disease." Ben shook his head slightly, "I can detoxify him and treat some old injuries for him. But your father's lungs are filled with dust. There is no other way to treat it except to replace the lungs."

Hearing Ben's answer, a trace of despair flashed across the face of Bernard's eldest son.

"Father Ben, is it necessary to replace the lungs?"

"Yes, there is no other way."

"...It's okay, it's a good thing to be able to cure the old injuries." The eldest son forced a smile, turned around and searched in the corner of the room.

Barnard wanted to stop it, but the suffocation left him speechless.

After a while, the eldest son came to Ben with a handful of coins. Most of these coins are a few cents, and occasionally there is a dollar coin.

"Monk, my family is not rich. This money..."

"Stop, kid. I told you, I won't take your money." Ben pushed his eldest son's money-taking hand away with a serious face, "If I want to make money, there is no way you can see me.

I just need you to listen to my sermon. It would be better if you think what I say makes sense and can keep my Lord in your heart. "

The eldest son wanted to stuff it again, but he was no match for Ben. Ben blocked both of them with one hand.

"Don't insult me ​​with money anymore, otherwise I will be angry."

Seeing how serious Ben was, the eldest son finally gave up giving money. He put the money back and said respectfully to Ben: "Brother, I will definitely go to your sermon."

Ben nodded, and then left the room silently.

Outside the door, Ulises stood in the void, quietly observing Ben's every move.

Ben's emotions were seen by him, and after rescuing him again and again, Ben's numb heart finally began to beat. Pity, sympathy, sadness, anger...all kinds of emotions accumulated in Ben's heart, making him more and more silent.

And that's exactly what Richard and Ulises wanted.

A sect cannot only consist of sanctimonious liars. True saints are also an indispensable part of a sect.

Richard is a wizard. He will be tolerant towards aliens such as goblins, but he will never have the heartfelt compassion like a saint. And Ulisses is even more extreme than Richard. He is a racial god, and he always takes the suffering of other races as a joke.

So they need to raise a saint to carry the teachings of the sect. And this is their first attempt.

…

In the prayer room, Alvin stroked the wall inch by inch. As a protective knight, his prosthetics are hand-made by the best craftsmen of the Lord of All Machines Church, and the techniques used are also the most top-secret.

His arm has a variety of interfaces and can be adapted to almost any kind of prosthetic plug-in produced by the Lord of All Machines Church.

In order to investigate the cause of Father Orson's disappearance, he proposed to apply for a set of detection plug-ins as an assistant.

With this meticulous exploration, Alvin quickly found the location where Richard had repaired it. But Alvin didn't seem to notice anything unusual, and he continued to explore.

However, Alvin soon stopped.

With a thought in his mind, a transmitter appeared on his arm. A deep red laser shot out from the transmitter, easily cutting through the wall of the Prayer City. The corresponding position on the wall happened to be the steam pipe that leaked.

"really."

Looking at the steam pipe repaired by Richard, Alvin showed a hint of understanding on his face.

In front of him was a rusty steam pipe. Due to its age and disrepair, steam leaked from many places in the pipe. But on this rusty pipe, there is one point that is obviously different from the whole pipe.

There is no rust at this point, or the rust is very light. Compared with the surrounding steam pipes that were almost rusting, it was as if a little bit was buckled from a new pipe and then installed on this pipe.

Alvin touched the spot lightly, with a hint of surprise on his face.

In his understanding, there are generally only two ways to repair pipelines, one is to replace the pipeline, and the other is welding.

But there was no trace of welding at the point in front of him. It's like there is a magical force that deforms the metal itself, removes the rust, and bridges it together.

This is incredible, it is simply a method that only the Lord of All Machines can have. With such means, it is not difficult to repair the wall to perfection.

After welding the wall, Alvin turned to the church laboratory. Here, several of his team members are searching every corner of the laboratory.

"No need to look any further, I'm sure someone has come to the prayer room before."

Several other guardian knights stopped when they heard this.

"Who did it?"

Alvin shook his head and said: "I don't know, but the other party's methods are very strange, and their style is not like those monsters taught by the Lord of Flesh."

After hearing their captain's judgment, several guardian knights present fell silent.

The best outcome of this matter is that the Church of the Lord of Flesh and Blood did it, because the two churches have been hostile for tens of thousands of years, and they don't care to add this hatred anymore.

But if it wasn't the Lord of Flesh Church who did it, then things would be complicated.

There are only two forces in the entire kingdom that have the ability to seize a bishop silently, one is the royal court, and the other is the church.

Even the guardian knights like them have heard about the conflict between Bishop Tire and the Royal Court Faction. Being involved in a fight between the two would never be a good thing for them.

"What should we do, captain?" a knight asked in a low voice.

Alvin shook his head: "I don't know, but I feel that things should be more complicated than we thought. Although the Wangting Faction has been gaining momentum, the Cardinals are still in the hands of the Church Faction.

As the leader of the Church Faction, Bishop Tyre should not be stupid enough to kidnap his students.

Students can be collected again, but if the power and interests are released, they will never come back. This kind of thing that adds hatred without any benefit should not be done by Wang Ting Faction. "

This matter is full of strangeness, which makes Alvin, who has always been smart, a little confused.

After thinking for a long time, Alvin spoke again: "Continue to investigate Bishop Orson's daily life. Bello, Golinden, you two go to investigate that noble. Imilo, Loren, you two go to investigate whether there is a cult in this city.

If there is, you can help them grow stronger and put the blame on them."