Wizard: I can refine everything

Listening to Tyr's roar, a cold and arrogant voice came from the crystal communicator.

"You stubborn bitch, since you insist on dying, then go ahead and die."

After saying that, there was only a loud rumble, and the train where Taylor was sitting suddenly shuddered.

Tyr's heart sank. As a cardinal, he knew what this sound meant.

"Did you even bring the Gustav steam cannon?"

The Gustav Steam Cannon is the last work of the former Pope of the Church of the Lord of All Machines. It is a war weapon made using spar technology and steam super-compression technology. It is powerful enough to beat the living patriarch of the Church of the Lord of Flesh to pieces. Meat.

On the battlefield, this weapon is often used as a strategic weapon. The only purpose of appearing on the battlefield is to eliminate the war beasts cultivated by the Lord of Flesh Church.

But I didn't expect that in order to deal with him, the Wang Ting faction would even use this kind of weapon.

"You are looking at me." A sneer appeared on Tyr's face, "But unfortunately, it was used in the wrong place."

Taking out a scroll from the pocket on his waist, Taier decided to use his last trump card - shaking people.

The scroll was torn apart, and a spatial rift appeared in the carriage.

The Wang Ting faction came with great force this time, and it seemed that they were fully prepared. But no matter how they calculated, even if they stripped off all the color of Tyr's underwear, they would never have thought that Tyr could bring in a pseudo-world master.

But as soon as the rift in Tyr opened, a voice wearing a black robe crossed over to the carriage.

"Tiel, you have an internal problem..."

Boom!

A loud noise came from outside the carriage wall. Immediately afterwards, the thickened special armor plate that had been seen in the carriage was torn apart in an instant. A red-hot solid special metal bullet flew from outside the train and struck accurately. On Richard who just came out of the secret realm.

"What the hell?"

Richard frowned slightly, holding the magic book in one hand and hovering over the magic barrier with the other.

Above his head, a huge metal ball was wrapped in magic power, hovering on the magic barrier.

He looked at Tyre beside him, "What is this? Did I break into your weapons testing site?"

The sluggish Taylor shook his head repeatedly.

"No, no, my lord, the Royal Court sent me to assassinate me, and what you blocked was the Gustav steam cannon shell."

"Cannonball?"

Richard turned to look at the cannonball above his head in his hand.

"Solid shells? Are you still using mortars?"

Tyr shrank his head and said carefully: "Sir, this thing will explode. This one may be a dud."

Richard's mental power detected that inside the shell, concentrated high-pressure steam was creating crazy pressure around the metal wall. It didn't explode now, it was purely a case of Richard using his magic power to limit it.

"You guys are really using steam to your advantage." Richard teased.

After returning the cannonball to its original path, Richard said to Tyre: "You have an internal problem. Many of the mobilized cyborg knights went to encircle and suppress the church."

Tyr was stunned for a moment, and then a chill rose in his heart.

If he had just agreed to surrender, then he might be waiting for the same ending as Belt.

"Sir, the nobles of the royal court have taken action."

Tyr told Richard what he knew as briefly as possible, but before he could say the second sentence, Richard frowned and reached out to grab the air.

Buzz!

A tall figure wearing crystal power armor emerged from the void and suddenly retreated.

Richard had no reaction to this, but a soft holy light emerged from his body.

"I said, kneel down!"

The next moment, the tall figure who was escaping suddenly froze, staggering as if a huge weight was weighed on his body. After shaking for less than a second, the figure could no longer hold up and suddenly knelt on the ground.

Rune chains flew out from Richard's body, turning the tall figure wearing crystal power armor into a cyan ice sculpture.

The two came to the ice, and Richard saw the attacker's face clearly through the cyan frost.

"...No wonder you guys call me noble." Richard said quietly.

Inside the ice, a humanoid creature with no appearance of a human except for its green skin and somewhat long ears was motionless under the confinement of the seal.

Tyr looked at the sealed noble and couldn't help but shudder.

He knew that the ancient relics controlled by the nobles were very powerful, but he never thought that these relics had such powerful abilities. If Richard hadn't been by his side, he would have been killed without even seeing his attacker.

After throwing the sealed nobleman into the secret realm, Richard waved his hand and the armored wall of the carriage was completely torn open.

Outside the carriage, a train decorated with gold and precious stones stopped quietly on the track only five meters away from the Tell train.

Click, click, click...

With the appearance of Richard, a mechanical sound was heard in the train.

Soon, the wall of the train was opened, and a tall nobleman who was not inferior to Richard looked at Richard with doubtful eyes.

"I remember all the brothers from the family, but I have never met you. But I can be sure that you are not one of those depraved guys from the Flesh Royal Court.

Who are you? Where do you come from? Why get involved in this matter. "

Richard looked at the noble in front of him. At the first glance of this race, he could conclude that this race was definitely the work of the Forerunners.

Nothing else, that handsome face, golden proportions, and that almost absolute symmetry, all are the characteristics of the forerunner's creation.

"Who am I? This is a good question." Richard said calmly, "I am a sage of the Miracle Order, a prophet, and God walking in this world."

"Prophet?"

The noble heard this title, and the doubts in his heart became stronger.

He did not feel the "smell of the common people" on Richard. On the contrary, Richard had a pressure that made him kneel down.

If this pressure was not too weak, he would even think that the King of God had left his throne.

"Your Excellency, why don't you explain it more clearly?" The noble asked, "Which family are you a member of, and which sage's blood flows in your body?"

"I have already answered a question." Richard's tone was full of majesty.

"Now it's my turn to ask."

Under this majesty, the noble was stunned for a moment, and then he nodded meekly.

"What do you want to ask?"

"Why did you attack my church?"

"Your church?" The noble was stunned again, but soon he realized what church Richard was talking about.

"Are you talking about that bastard cult? That was not my decision, it was the decision made by these bastards themselves. They said that it was a force of hateful bastards who did not obey the king and needed to be eliminated.

I gave them the power to mobilize the legion."

Listening to the noble's explanation, Tyr's heart trembled suddenly.

If this was not done by the noble, then there must be a traitor with a high degree of unknown in the church.

Richard nodded slightly, "Very good, then I won't kill you."

After that, Richard appeared behind the noble in a flash. Before the noble reacted, a strong sense of drowsiness surged into his brain.

Before falling asleep, he faintly heard a sentence.

"Compared with the final work of the wild orcs, the drug resistance of this race is still a little worse."

After throwing the noble into the secret realm, Richard grabbed a mechanical figure from the void with a casual grab. As an alchemy array emerged in his palm, the joints of the cybernetic knight who was preparing to attack were instantly locked.

Richard looked at the knight's prosthetic limbs and said with some regret: "Such good materials are made into such garbage, what a waste."

There are not many cybernetic knights in the train, but each one has reached the cardinal level. This level of cybernetic knights can already be compared with the third-level fire lizard.

But unfortunately, to Richard, they are no different from chickens.

After freezing the last cybernetic knight, Richard took out a pendant statue from his pocket and handed it to Tyr.

"With this thing, I can save you when necessary."

Tyr excitedly accepted the pendant and immediately hung it around his neck. But when Richard was about to enter the secret realm to study this noble race, Tyr suddenly said:

"By the way, sir, I didn't have time to tell you just now. When the royal court sent someone to persuade me to surrender, they mentioned the great war. They said that the gods have sent an oracle to unite as one. Only in this way can we fight against our fellow races corrupted by evil spirits..."

Tyr didn't finish his words when he noticed a strong pressure erupting from Richard.

"Already know?" Richard looked towards the royal court and frowned slightly.

"But if they knew, why didn't they make any move?"

Tyler noticed Richard's strangeness and said carefully: "Sir, I personally think that this should be about the Abyss Cult. It has nothing to do with you."

Richard glanced at him and said with a smile: "Is the Abyss Cult very common under your rule?"

"Uh... No, we are quite efficient in cleaning up the Abyss Cult. But I don't know about the Flesh and Blood King Court next door."

"Oh?" Richard raised his eyebrows, "Is the neighboring country more tolerant of the Abyss Cult?"

"This... Not really. "Tyler explained, "It's just that the things studied next door are easily tempted by the Abyss Church. The Abyss Demon's attainments in flesh and blood often make the flesh and blood priests degenerate.

I don't know how much effort the next door has spent to eliminate these fallen priests. Sometimes, we even have to send people to solve them. "

"Is there such a thing?"

Richard looked a little surprised, and then he looked thoughtful and said to himself: "It seems that I have to go to the next door."

Although it is troublesome to fight against the Lord of the World, it is still a battle with the natives. But if the Abyss is allowed to grow, then he will be fighting against civilization.

Richard is not confident enough to lead the natives to defeat a civilized army.

...

In the early morning, after a night of heavy rain, Dunling City ushered in a rare sunny day.

The bodies of the prosthetic monks were carried out of the church of the Miracle Order and then thrown onto the truck. Most of these bodies were incomplete, because the more valuable things in them were removed by the mechanics of the Miracle Church.

The loss of the Miracle Order in Dunling City last night was not great. According to statistics, a total of twelve transformed Miracle Monks died in the battle.

The bodies of these monks were properly buried, and their names were recorded in the canon.

The surviving priests began to repair the church, but unlike before, this time the Miracle Order's church was not covered, and the symbol of the Miracle Order was inserted on the church's spire without any cover.