Plural Apostles

In the majestic and rough city, the rest seemed to be corpses.

"Tsk tsk, what a tragedy... Sure enough, all living beings are equal, and before death, all things are equal." Siegfried looked at a withered elf corpse on the ground in amazement, stretched out his hand to check it, and just touched it, The corpse turned into dust and scattered all over the place.

"The blood is basically gone... No, to be precise, the essence of the whole body is gone, and the rest is just a pile of residue.

"Are all cult members crazy?" Fu Hua frowned tightly and observed the corpses around, some of them looked like they were killed by humans, while some didn't look like they were killed by humans. I encountered something else.

The city of Buluowangcheng itself is a fortress, and it is a powerful fortress. The dwarf king holds the key... These people in the city of Buluowangcheng can't escape even if they want to.

Yae Sakura looked around, her face darkened slightly: "...It's not so much a lunatic, it's better to say something that makes those guys lunatics."

The white and clear light flashed by, and the corpses filled the streets and alleys turned into dust, and Rafael next to him sighed softly: "Although I have read about the war here, but this kind of thing It's really scary."

"The scariest thing is yet to come, I hope you don't get scared." Siegfried shrugged, looked back at the front, and led the three of them forward, "And lunatics or something... what you understand as lunatics is probably Not as good as them."

The three of them still had some doubts about Siegfried's words, but after following Siegfried for less than a few hundred steps, the corpses that appeared along the way gradually changed.

A human withered corpse presents a completely different posture from the surrounding corpses. It cannot be seen that the corpses of men and women are kneeling on their knees, with their hands on the ground and their foreheads hanging on the ground. They are already wrinkled, like the thin and messy facial skin after kneading paper. There is no expression, but you can already see the state of this person when he died, pious.

Fu Hua glanced, and frowned: "I died voluntarily."

"...Voluntary...?" Yae Sakura looked at the corpse thoughtfully. She had experienced similar things before, but voluntary things... Maybe a small number of people who became sacrifices were voluntary, but that Volunteering is voluntarily dying for the village to pray for rain, but there is no idea of ​​voluntarily serving the gods.

"So these guys... not only want to equalize the hundreds of races, but also equalize themselves first." Siegfried shook his head, "I don't know what that demigod wants to do. The message asked me to save His children, and to perform miracles to equalize the intelligent life on this planet..."

Raphael didn't say anything, but silently waved light to turn the corpses into dust.

There are corpses lying on the streets of Buluowang City, but the strange thing is that there is no trace of blood. As the four of them continue to advance, there are more and more corpses, including more and more corpses of members of the Equality Sect. Regardless of the dragon race or what race, they maintained the attitude of kneeling and kowtowing as if repenting and praying, silently welcoming the end of themselves turning into dust.

Combined with the situation discovered by Raiden Mei, it can be confirmed that the members of the Equality Sect who had just engaged in a wave of major events gathered around Buluowang City, and died directly in an active manner... Maybe it is not considered death.

The four moved forward with a clear purpose, and came directly to the most conspicuous and rough building in the center of Buluowangcheng. This is the palace of the dwarf kingdom of the dwarves, and it is also the direction that the kneeling and kowtowing Equality believers are facing.

The palace was very empty, only a dead body knelt and kowtowed, facing the simple throne made of iron.

"Dwarf King..." Siegfried looked at the body of the Dwarf King with his chin raised. This was the highest-ranking member of the Equality Sect among the Hundred Clans when the Equality Sect revealed its identity.

Still died here.

The light flashed and touched the dwarf king's corpse, and as the corpse turned into dust, there was a clatter, and something that seemed to be a metal tetrahedron fell to the floor with a crisp crashing sound.

Chapter 220 Six Diary

The other corpses, whether they were clothing, weapons, armor or corpses, all turned into dust in one breath. When Siegfried and others came in, the number of corpses turned into dust was less than one ten thousandth of the total...

Judging from the current situation, all Equality believers have 'committed suicide', which means that the population on this planet has dropped by [-]%!

Siegfried is not good at all, and this is not caused by his own wrong decision to interfere with the local civilization. What can they do if they want to die?Siegfried can only say that I am also very desperate, and there is no way I will not take the blame.

"Book? Why hasn't this thing disappeared?"

Picking up the square metal block on the ground, I thought it was something important, such as the mechanism hub that controls the King City, but I raised my hand and took a closer look at the structure... This thing is a book .

The shell is made of cold and hard metal, and a small magic lock locks the shell. From the side, you can see the pages of the book neatly stacked in the case.

"The dwarves respect metal and flames. Every dwarf is born with a keen sense of metal, coupled with strong strength. There are many blacksmiths among them. Usually, one excellent blacksmith can be produced out of ten dwarves. And there is no shortage of battles in this world, weapons are always gaps, especially excellent ones that can break through solid dragon scales."

Raphael looked at the book in Siegfried's hands: "The inheritance of the dwarves is a hereditary system. Every generation of the royal family has excellent talents. Even if they don't become kings, they can become excellent craftsmen. Like forging, like to search for rare metals in various dangerous situations, power is not important in their eyes."

"Then what is this thing?" Siegfried scratched his chin and looked at the book in his hand, "The lock on the top...why didn't he leave the key? And how did this thing stay?"

"The outer shell of this book... feels like a magic alloy with extremely high strength and mixed with alchemy technology, which is a very rare material in this world." Rafael turned his eyes to the small lock on the book, "This should be It is an alchemy tool, if you want to forcibly unlock the lock without the key, this book will be destroyed."

Siegfried had an inexplicable expression: "Is this a magic item?"

"...Can't you feel it? Apart from the various enchantments on the bookcase and the function of this lock, there is nothing special about this book. It can only be said that the materials are rare. Oh, maybe the method of making it is superb, I have seen some forgings of the dwarf kingdom, this book is natural and has a thick and simple style, it looks very much like the work of a master among the dwarves."

Should it be said that this is a scholar?It's completely different from Gabriel's trash.

"It can be roughly confirmed that the dwarf king spent a lot of time and effort in making such a special book. It is precisely because of the special nature of this book that it did not disappear with him. He carried this book with him until In death, whether the key was originally on him but disappeared due to insufficient strength, or was hidden in some hidden place by him, under normal circumstances we can't find it."

After all, Meow Meow Meow's magical conch has been blown up.

However, Siegfried said that this thing is a gift for him. All material safes are paper paste in front of him. For example, the hardness of the book shell is a number, and enchantment is a percentage enhancement, not an additional thing such as an energy shield.

In the face of max's material disintegration, the strengthening of the material itself has no meaning at all.

Siegfried raised his finger and pointed at the edge of the bookcase. The dark particles continued to float into the air, and the magic lock had no chance to work at all. After Siegfried cut off the part of the bookcase that linked the chains from both sides of the bookcase, this Something fell to the ground with a clatter.

Full of curiosity, Siegfried opened the cover of the book, and the three people next to him also approached with great interest.

"Hehe, not only the casing but also the magic lock. These pages... feel very metallic, but they are as soft as paper and full of toughness. What is this?"

Rafael glanced at it: "The alloy smelted from mithril as the main material has various resistances and is extremely flexible. However, this alloy has lost its good energy conductivity and can only be used to make ordinary things. , is completely worth the candle.”

Siegfried glanced at the first line of written records: "So this dwarf king is quite conscious... But it's not a book, this thing looks like the diary of the dwarf king."

The first line reads: I think I must be crazy!But I do seem to hear Cam's voice?What's wrong with me... Maybe I'm hallucinating because of Morica's death and grief...

Rafael said: "Morica? I have learned the characters of the dwarves. The Morica here should be the eldest son of the contemporary dwarf king. He died in a small-scale battle in Yasumor Fortress 20 years ago. Hum... all I can think of are the 'gods' here, not those heroes who are called gods."

"It's like a simple and primitive worship of God, and you can't even say belief. Whether there is something wrong or nothing, good or bad, you can blame it on God." Siegfried nodded and continued to look down.

I may be crazy, actually use a lot of materials to forge it with my own hands, ask the human archmage to enchant it, and create such a useless book... I should be crazy, but I have to do it, the madman in my heart I can't tell anyone crazy words, but I really can't stand it anymore, so I can only find the safest thing to write it down.

I am not a qualified king, even if I am lucky enough to pass the prince trial for a year in Yasumor Fortress, it is just luck.

Morica, my dear son, he is so filial, so intelligent, and even more so gifted... I can still see him learning from the elders, and I can still see him teaching him the first time. With the appearance of holding up a hammer, he learns everything quickly, and he already has the appearance of a king at a young age. I deeply believe that when he grows up, he will definitely become a greater king than me, a mediocre person.