Wizard: I can refine everything

Clearing away the remaining abyss is not an easy task. The abyss has eroded the world for more than five hundred years, and there are traces of the abyss in too many places.

These locations must be investigated bit by bit until the last patch of abyssal moss disappears.

And those remaining abyss demons are also troublesome.

After the lair was destroyed and the Webway was sealed, the organized legions of the Abyss Demons were almost destroyed by Richard's miracles. But precisely because of the elimination of the establishment, these demons have all turned into gangster-like creatures.

The abyssal contaminated area is nearly half the size of the world, and eradicating the demons is destined to be a protracted battle.

Fortunately, Richard made Ben.

Although Ben is an illiterate world master, his life level is actually level four. After becoming a heroic spirit, Ben was also a divine-level heroic spirit.

With his presence, Richard didn't need to hunt rabbits in the wilderness to fight against demons.

…

Boom!

The spear made of thunder exploded in the sky and turned into countless tiny thunder arrows. Under the rain of arrows, a group of abyss demons who had reached the end of their rope launched their final charge.

In front of them, a group of goblin soldiers lined up like a line of infantry, all holding a blunderbuss weapon that was obviously made of flesh and blood.

"Prepare, release!"

The goblin captain issued the order, and beside him, a group of goblins equipped with No. 7 flesh-breeding suits pulled the triggers.

Bang bang bang...

An energy wave came from the barrel, and iron pellets the size of a baby's fist instantly shook the charging demon into a blood mist.

After the rain of thunder and arrows, the goblins skillfully put on flamethrowers - they all carried a metal can, and what was stored in the can was the concentrated fire element they called dragon's breath.

Fierce flames shot out from the trumpet in the goblin's hand, burning the demon's body in an instant. Then the goblins bowed to the sky and saluted, and a figure covered in holy light in the sky returned the courtesy, and then transformed into holy light and flew away into the distance.

"Recover ammunition and prepare to return."

The goblin commander gave the order and immediately took the lead to the ashes, shot them into metal projectiles and recovered them.

The long war has made the goblins develop the habit of thrift. Although these projectiles are somewhat deformed, they are still good projectiles once they are reheated.

A strong wind blows, the dark clouds in the sky are blown away, and the soft sunshine shines on the battlefield, making people feel warm.

"Ha, the sage is watching us. Praise the sun, praise the sage." The goblins praised the sun.

It has been a year since the end of the final battle, and the pollution of the abyss has been greatly reduced. Most of the dark clouds that once covered the sky and were mixed with a large number of abyssal spores have been cleared away, so sunlight, something that was rare in the past, can now appear frequently.

The reason why the goblins praise the sun is very simple. They believe that Richard's kingdom is not the stars, but the sun.

The movement of Richard's Sun Vision in the last battle was not small, and many priests saw the shocking scene.

Regarding this change, Richard didn't know whether it was better to let it go or make a strict statement. But one thing that can be confirmed is that Richard's current holy light can become as hot as the sun, and his ability to summon the fire element has also become stronger.

It seems that after receiving the title of Sun God, Richard's abilities have also changed a bit.

After recovering the projectiles, the purification team began the final purification. They aimed the flamethrower at the abyssal plants on the ground, and then burned these plants at a balanced speed to ensure that there were no abyssal spores on the surface of every piece of land.

According to the plan, after they clean up, someone will come over for a second purification to ensure that the roots of every abyssal plant are completely burned.

Otherwise, this land is likely to become an abyss again.

After pouring out all the fire elements in the jar, everyone set off on their way back. Dozens of kilometers behind them, a new resource point has been completed.

These resource points are replenished through airships and are responsible for providing sufficient resources for the purification team in the wilderness.

The airship is a new thing that appeared after the war. It is said that it was created by the Sage. It does not even need a boiler or steam to operate. It can transport dozens of tons of things to the sky using only stones.

They were on a plain now, so walking was extremely easy.

The resource point is a church-like building, and the purification team just happened to catch up with the resource point for dinner.

The rich smell of meat made everyone in the purification team twitch.

"Haha, Fran, you guys came at the right time, the beef soup is just out of the pot."

A goblin with an anti-abyss mask hanging around his waist greeted the purification team familiarly. Judging from his appearance, he should also be a member of the purification team.

"Locke, I'll keep it tight." The commander of the purification team smiled.

After queuing up for meals, every member of the resource point received a small bowl of cow head soup.

The goblin named Locke squatted on the steps outside the resource point, holding a cup of beef soup and drinking it carefully. Beside him, Fran looked at the beef soup and suddenly took out a yellowed photo from his arms.

"Locke, I heard that even before the sage ascended to heaven, factory workers could drink this stuff."

Locke glanced at him, drank the last bit of soup in the rice vat, and then took a piece of black bread to dip all the remaining soup in the rice vat.

"Why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

Fran touched the photo, in which he and a female goblin were smiling with four goblin children.

"Nothing, since the sage has returned, we can live that kind of life. If they are luckier, maybe they can have enough food every day."

Locke was silent for a moment. He and Fran were old acquaintances. He knew that Fran's wife and children were all contaminated and turned into abyss zombies in an abyss attack. According to the abyss disposal regulations, Fran didn't even see the ashes.

Locke patted Fran's shoulder, and his tone was like a person who had experienced it. .

"Fran, don't always dwell on the past. The abyss disaster is over, and life must look forward. Adopt an orphan. Of course, if you hate children, you can raise a dog. Children are annoying. Give yourself a sustenance, and there is still a long life in the future."

Fran looked at his back. Locke was like him. His parents and wife all died in a suicide abyss attack.

A year ago, Locke was still like a devil, thinking about killing more demons all day long. But in the last battle, Locke did not die. His subordinates saved him but died on the battlefield. Before he died, he entrusted his daughter to Locke.

Since then, the evil ghost Locke has disappeared.

Fran looked down at the photo and carefully put it back in his arms.

"...Look forward, White, can I look forward?"

...

City of Miracles, Sage Church.

"...The first abyss cleanup has progressed by 30%. If nothing unexpected happens, the abyss pollution will be controlled to a harmless range in five years. The specific situation is here, please take a look."

In the gorgeous study, Franken looked at the information in his hand and listened quietly to the report of his subordinates.

"Okay, I know."

After Ben was eroded by the abyss, Franken and Tyr became the actual rulers of the church. And because of the greater demand for machinery, Tyr was once an uncrowned pope.

But as Tyr's research went wrong, and his student Anson was not interested in fighting for power, the acting pope of the Miracle Order became Franken.

Now that Ben had been transformed into a saint by Richard, Franken's title as acting pope naturally removed the word "acting" and he became the second pope of the Order of Miracles.

Dong Dong Dong.

"Come in."

"My pope, why haven't you approved the industrial relocation yet?"

Franken looked up at the person who came, and saw Tyer in a red robe looking at him angrily.

"Tyer, you have to salute when you see the pope. Do I need to teach you this?"

Franken ignored Tyer's shouting, but calmly corrected Tyer's etiquette.

Hearing this, Tyer instantly became furious.

"You fleshworm! If I hadn't been contaminated by the abyss, this position..."

"Salute."

"I..."

"Do you want to question the decision of my Lord?"

"...Yes, pope."

Seeing Tyer holding his breath and bowing to him, Franken felt that his hard work this year had finally paid off.

"Okay, go back. Your industrial relocation plan is not good. It's too large. You dare to write about building 32 factory cities at once. Now it's post-war, some military factories can be closed, and now we have to give priority to the development of livelihood industries."

"Thirty-two is considered large? The former Mechanical Royal Court had thirty-two..."

"Go out. If you don't agree, you can go to the secret realm to find my master. This is the general direction he has set. We must give priority to improving the living standards so that the population can grow as soon as possible."

"You..."

Tyler pointed at Franken and couldn't say a word. He could only leave the office angrily.

After sending Tyer away, Franken finished reading the remaining two documents and came to the balcony of the study. Through the balcony, Franken can overlook the entire Miracle City.

It was dusk now. Under the setting sun, many goblin workers were dismantling the anti-aircraft turrets left over from the Abyss War.

As the core city of the goblins, the defense of Miracle City is naturally the highest among many cities.

In the shadows of those gorgeous buildings, there are countless artillery positions hidden, so much so that they have not been completely demolished even after a year of demolition.

"It feels so good that the war is over."

Franken sighed from the bottom of his heart as he looked at the children playing on the street.

Although he knew that all this was temporary.

Back to the desk, a plan from the technical bishop Anson appeared in front of Franken.

In the plan, the goblins will build a behemoth with a diameter of nearly ten kilometers in the next fifty years. And the purpose of building this behemoth is described in a very religious language

"Spread the glory of our Lord."

With a sigh, Franken signed his name at the end of the plan.

A breeze blew and blew the documents on the table off. Franken picked up the documents, sorted them out and placed them on the pile of documents that had been processed.

The first page of the document read the name of the plan - Floating City.