Wizard: I can refine everything

On the smooth asphalt road, a carriage covered with smelly flesh and blood sped past.

The carriage was a four-horse carriage. Although the carriage was covered with rotten meat and black blood, its luxurious decoration could still be seen.

In the carriage driver's seat, the third-level attendant who had climbed the mountain with Franken was driving. But compared with his state when he met Richard, his current state was undoubtedly terrible-

He was covered with wounds, from knife wounds to claw marks, which were all kinds of things, just like he had walked through a meat grinder. What's more terrible is that most of these wounds were covered with dark red scar tissue, and the scar tissue was connected together, just like a dark red flesh and blood dress.

This layer of flesh and blood dress was constantly eroding the driver's body at this moment. They were constantly eroding and transforming the driver's muscles, and eroding his organs along the blood. If nothing unexpected happened, it wouldn't be long before he would become an abyss inferior demon.

In the carriage, the noble Ollie, wearing crystal armor, was operating a crystal communicator.

Although the Flesh and Blood Court did not lay out a crystal communication system on a large scale like the Mechanical Court, this carriage, as the Patriarch's vehicle, was made by Bishop Tyr of the Mechanical Court.

When Tyr was in this carriage, he installed a portable crystal signal transmitter in it. This ensures that as long as there is a crystal signal tower within a hundred kilometers of the Patriarch, crystal communication can be carried out.

The crystal communicator is large and looks like an old-fashioned walkie-talkie. Its receiver is constantly making a buzzing sound.

Suddenly, the buzzing sound disappeared, and an old but confident voice came from the receiver.

"Oli, what's the matter?"

Hearing Franken's voice, Oli was relieved, and endless fatigue instantly surged into her brain.

But it's not time to sleep yet. Oli forced herself to stay awake. While her eyelids were fighting, she conveyed all the news of the court.

"My Lord... the Royal Court has fallen. The God King could not resist the erosion of the abyss, and almost all the nobles... were infected and devoured by him."

Oli's voice became softer and softer. In order to fight her way out of the Royal Court, she fought non-stop for a day and two nights. The intensive use of ancient heritage almost exhausted her mental strength.

"Okay, I know. How is Dis?"

"... I'm not very clear... but not yet..."

Looking at the communicator that had been silent for a long time, Franken, the Patriarch of the Church of the Lord of Flesh and Blood and the Archbishop of the Flesh and Blood Royal Court of the Miracle Order, silently turned it off.

Then he took out a scroll from his pocket and opened a crack leading to the secret realm.

...

The days are really getting more and more promising.

Vali thought to himself as he looked at the steel barrel pouring molten iron.

The boiling molten iron was poured into the mold and turned into a cast embryo. After cooling, Vali's workers drove the machine to move the cast embryo to the processing workshop, and used it as the raw material for making plate embryos, over and over again.

In the past, this kind of life was gloomy, numb, and lifeless. But now everything has changed.

"Wali, go away. There is beef soup in the canteen today. If you go too late, it will be gone."

The call from the coworker woke Vali up from his daze, and the melodious bells in the distance entered his ears over the chaotic noise of the smelter.

It's twelve o'clock, it's time to eat.

Taking out his rice bowl from the corner, Vali walked quickly towards the coworker who called him.

Beef soup is a good thing. Before, he could not eat it once a year. Although he can eat it once a week now, it does not stop many workers from rushing to drink it like starving ghosts.

When he came to the canteen, there were many people in the canteen, and the long line in front of the beef soup window turned two corners.

Looking at such a long line, Wali's coworker complained: "Damn, these animals are like they have never had beef soup in their lives. They have to queue up so long later."

But despite complaining, the two still joined the line without hesitation.

According to experience, they should be able to get beef soup at their current location.

After queuing for half an hour, the line finally reached Wali. After handing the meal ticket to the ticket collector, the chef wearing a white chef hat immediately waved a big iron spoon, scooped a spoonful of beef soup from a big pot that was big enough to stew a cow, and put it into Wali's rice bowl.

Smelling the rich meat aroma, Wali's appetite was excited.

"Hey, these days are getting more and more promising."

Drinking soup alone is naturally not enough to cope with the afternoon consumption. There is a window selling cakes next to the beef soup window. After getting two more oil cakes, Wali and his coworkers found a seat to sit down.

But the two did not start eating immediately. After finding a seat, they put the rice bowl on the table and began to pray devoutly.

"Thank God for the broth."

"Thank God for the fried cakes."

They are all believers of the Order of Miracles, believers of the Lord of Miracles. Among the workers, ten out of ten are believers of the Order of Miracles.

Although God will not make soup or fried cakes for them, if there is no God, these broth and fried cakes will not appear in front of them at all.

Those factory owners would rather build a hundred uninhabited manors than add a little meat to their meals.

But with God and the monks blessed by God, everything has changed.

Their old houses have been rebuilt, their wages are increasing, their working environment is getting better, and their meals have more beef broth and fried cakes.

Thank God.

Those factory owners who stood on their blood and sweat were all inspired by God, ended their lives with tears in their eyes, and handed over their property to the church.

Praise my Lord.

Those bullies who bullied them were all brought to justice by the monks and hanged in front of the gates of various factories.

May the glory of our Lord be forever!

A subtle but pure power of faith came out of Vali, from Vali's co-workers, from the bodies of many canteen workers, and from the millions of workers in the Mechanical Royal Court and the Flesh Royal Court.

The power of billions of quintessences of faith turned into a great river, continuously gathering into a dimension called the Gods in the endless dimensions.

The power of countless faiths turned into an amorphous idol, and the moment it took shape, a new god was born.

…

"So unlucky?"

After listening to Franken's report, Ulisses spoke first.

"What is going on?" Richard turned his head and asked, "Why did the Lord of the World devour the nobles of the royal court after being corrupted?"

He also planned to recruit all those nobles into the group after the situation worsened, and seize the opportunity to trap the Forerunner relics from them.

"There are many types of transformations in the abyss, and this is one of them." Ulises explained, "This transformation is called spider web transformation. The infected person will involuntarily transform and devour the surrounding creatures after the infection gets out of control. All lives, those that are devoured, do not matter, but those that are transformed will become the companion race of the transformed ones.

The birth of a new demon race will cause the blessing of the abyss. The blessing will greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of the infected. "

Richard frowned slightly when he heard this: "You should have said it earlier. If you said it earlier, maybe we could have those nobles..."

"Sir, no." Franken suddenly said, "You have never dealt with those arrogant guys. Each of these guys has a mysterious self-confidence. Even if you tell them this situation, they will also They would just arrogantly show that they knew, and then continue having their dance party.

Of course, if you are willing to sacrifice your appearance, you may indeed take away some people. "

Richard frowned deeply: "What does it mean to sacrifice color?"

"Sir, your beauty is quite outstanding. Although it is not green enough, the nobles here are very playful and will not care about this..."

"Okay, don't say any more." Richard interrupted with a dark face.

Let him sacrifice his appearance to seduce a group of aliens? It would be better to kill him.

On the other side, Ulises said somewhat innocently: "The probability of spider web transformation is very low, so low that it is almost negligible. We have fought for two thousand years, and spider web transformation has only occurred twice. God knows why we are so unlucky this time."

"Is there any way to deal with it?" Richard asked helplessly.

"Yes, but there is something wicked about it."

"Huh?" Richard looked at Ulisses doubtfully, "Do you think I would care about morality at this time?"

"The way is to let the world lord of the Mechanical Royal Court die. After he dies, the will of the world will be forced to add the original blessing to us. In this case, the blessing of the abyss is equivalent to being offset."

"Then let's do it." Richard said without hesitation.

Ulises looked at Richard with some surprise, "Did you make such a decisive decision? In fact, if we cooperate with those world masters, it is possible to directly kill the abyss-infected person."

"But will this be good for us?" Richard asked rhetorically.

"There is a high probability that there is no such thing, but there is a small probability of getting a slave god."

"Then why didn't I let that guy die? Ulises, I have no friendship with that guy."

"But many goblins will die if you do this."

Richard was silent for a moment and said calmly: "...This is a necessary sacrifice."

Franken on the side looked at the people and birds communicating in wizard language, and was keenly aware of a change in the atmosphere.

He could tell that Lord Sage seemed to have made a decision. And this decision seemed to shake his heart a little.

"Richard, your decision must be consistent with your true intentions." Ulises looked into Richard's eyes and slowly said, "The moment your soul leaps, your consciousness will enter a world of illusion.

In that world, the guilt in your heart and the difficulties in your heart will become your stumbling blocks. You must have an unwavering will to cross this line.

This is the path that all world lords must take. "

"Is that the captain too?"

"How do you think a person who is not even a first-level creature can accomplish such a great feat?"

Richard was silent for a long time, and finally, he said calmly again: "I say, this is a necessary evil."