Chapter 561

After the porridge, Lorraine Hill recovered a lot.

Instead of looking for bines at once, she brought a chair and sat under the eaves of the courtyard, closing her eyes for a rest.

Although she had woken up, she was still a little sleepy, just like when she woke up, as if she would be sleepy every day.

Looking back on the distant past she saw in her dream, now she has a general guess about her life experience, but she still lacks a lot of clues. It seems that she will have to find more information about the twilight ruins in the future, so that she can slowly make up the puzzle.

At the end of the twilight era, the "original heart" plan should not have been completely successful, otherwise it would not have been defeated by the "mechanical Council". But their efforts are not fruitless.

According to the records left by the "tree of life" sect at that time, it seems that the "mechanical Council" was aware of its own defects, and then absorbed the research of the "original heart" and began to deduce its own way to create God.

He and the other three primordial souls may later be taken away by the "mechanical Council" and added to their plans.

According to the final record of the system, the "mechanical Council" should have succeeded in creating gods many years later, but many changes have taken place, leading to the final fall of gods, forming today's situation.

From the perspective of his first use of the power of miracles at that time, the system calls himself the third king, which means that there are still two in front of him, so the throne of God constructed in that year is not only one, but also many.

That's all the information we can know. Take a few days off and wait for bines to stabilize the situation of the church. Then go to find the storage she wants to excavate.

While thinking about this, Lorraine Hill leaned back in his chair and slowly fell asleep.

The wind in the courtyard made a slight sound through the leaves. The girl's hair floated slightly and then fell down again, scattered among her white neck. With the slight fluctuation of her chest, her eyebrows slowly stretched out, as if she had entered a peaceful dream.

The nun standing by the door looked at the sleeping girl in the courtyard and felt a little loveable and lovely. She shook her head slightly with a smile, and then looked up at the clear blue sky.

The church seems to be quite peaceful recently.

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Mozwa, the capital of the bell tower

At the top of the high clock tower and in the spacious and bright hall, twelve mages sat beside the round table in the center, as if each of them represented a scale of the clock.

"We must have heard from you some time ago that our plan in the holy mountain of kalenrill has failed."

"The next Pope of the church is almost certain to be Bernice, unless Charlotte suddenly jumps out to compete, but in fact he has not asked about foreign affairs for many years."

"This is a huge failure for us. We not only lost a precious treasure, but also made the holy land fall to clancia."

A black robed mage stood in the direction of 12 o'clock and told the audience that the scene was a bit dull.

"Is there any way to save it?" The next mage with a silver chain asked.

"No, it's too easy to be caught if you want to make any moves at this time when the joint adjudication Department of the holy mountain is under martial law."

"Well, I don't think we can count on the holy land."

"What's going on in black rock?"

"Now they are cleaning up the internal" bow hunting faction ". They have been doing this since they defeated the coalition forces of the" bow hunting faction "at the beginning of the year."

"Why did it take so long?"

"It is said that the bow hunting faction has changed its leader, and now it has become cunning. Instead of fighting head-on with the long halberd faction, they are harassing and raiding, which makes the long halberd faction very passive."

"It's really disappointing. Haven't their Musketeers finished training yet?"

"After training, they don't seem to want to throw their elite Musketeers into the complicated mountains, because it's a waste."

"Ah, they can't make it. These mercenaries are still thinking about the way they used to do. They have no gas or big pattern to give priority to their strength and property." Several mage representatives shook their heads to express their dissatisfaction.

"Give them a time limit. In two months, we must end the domestic war, and then cooperate with us in the battle against clancia at the end of the year."

"Now the only good news is that we can be sure that there won't be any big moves in the last two years. In this way, we can also deploy a large number of elite to the north to participate in the war. "

"Is that certain? If Lord Baska of the green empire goes beyond the order of the emperor and suddenly acts without authorization

"No. Now the two emperors are not in good health, and they are also in a critical period of transitional power. They are very sensitive. Such behavior, even if the emperor did not attack on the spot, will definitely leave a huge gap in the heart of the prince

"This estrangement will continue to ferment in the years to come when they rule, aiming at the baskas."

"If you want to conquer our Xuehua seven countries, only the Baska family has no such strength. Today's family owners will not be so reckless and embark on this extremely dangerous road."

"In addition, although he is not old, he is no longer young. He won't take so much risk and go astray."

Several of the mage representatives who placed their eyes on the green Empire told their views recently, and gradually let other people in the field lay down their hearts.

"In that case, we can't waste such a good time. Let's start mobilizing step by step from this month."

"Logistical equipment, grain, necessary armor and weapons, ships for transportation, combat airships and mass-produced magic statues all need to be fully prepared."

"I agree."

"Agreed."

"This is the moment."

A mage sitting under the back of a high chair raised his arms, voted, and finally approved the decision.

Three days later, a carrier pigeon, a messenger with a variety of orders and instructions, like blood from the heart, spread out from the city in all directions.

Factories and workshops began to work overtime, machinery roared, smoke curled, and a soldier in the same uniform began to train in the wilderness.

"Ready, let go!"

Bang——

New steel weapons in the palm of the hand, with the smoke rising, the dark far east out of a short fiery light, the front of the boulder hit out a broken fragment of stone.

At the command of the commander, more troops without guns pulled out their swords at their waists, held up their metal shields, and strove to cut the wooden posts in front of them, cutting smooth cuts.

In other experimental sites, a brand-new iron and steel magic statue was pulled down the curtain and began to debug and test one by one.

Frost rose, seven petals, seven petals in one. Now they have to live up to their promises and ideals.