omniscient god

Things like breaking into the royal city at night should be difficult.Design the round-trip route in advance, carefully avoid the guards, and lurk in fear—with Shisan here, the above process is omitted.

The palace of the dwarves is as magnificent as the palace of the human race. They are good at smelting and forging, and they have arranged magic pattern traps inside. If they are accidentally triggered, they will be directly captured by the mechanism.

The powerful magic pattern of defending against the enemy is like nothing in front of Thirteen and his scouts.

Castle's smelting room, with two dwarven guards standing at the door.

At this time, He Le was insensitive, and he didn't bother to lament that it only took 10 minutes to reach the destination without encountering an enemy on the way.It seemed that he was too fussy and ignorant.

"What about the two guards?" He Le asked.

If Thirteen, like Doraemon, he must be able to take out some wonderful props and deal with them without pain.

Then his "Doraemon" looked surprised: "Just go up and knock it out."

Hey, why don't you be so simple and rude!

"Aren't you a technical talent? You should rely on IQ and craftsmanship to make a living." He Le couldn't help saying.

"When did you say I went up? I asked you to go up and knock them out." Thirteen said righteously.

"Why me?" He Le was stunned, "What about you?"

"I will help you attract the guard's attention." He said, "Or, you can switch roles with me if you want, but you must be mentally prepared to see your own portrait on the reward list tomorrow."

"...Okay." He Le hesitated for a while and compromised.

Thirteen took off his glasses, revealing his original face, he tidied his hair casually, and appeared in front of the guard with a big swagger.

"Hi, Good Evening."

The two dwarves rubbed their eyes, looked at each other for a moment, and found that it was not a hallucination.

Scary red pupils!Machinist Senator Thirteen attacked the dwarf base camp at night!

They immediately took out their weapons, and one of them was about to use the magic of loudspeaker to call for friendly troops. Before he could lift it up in one breath, he fell to the ground with a bang.The other dwarf realized that he was being attacked, and what awaited him was a dull knock.

Behind him, He Le was holding a bronze sword, as if he had beaten the slime back then.

The two remained calm, and worked together to drag the fainted guard into the smelting room quietly, and closed the door again.

The smelting room was brightly lit, and the fire in the furnace was blazing. As expected, the black dragon Arendres was imprisoned here.

His program seemed to be damaged, and he was dying in the circular binding spell. Part of his wings were even disassembled, and the parts were scattered all over the place.

If he came later, he would probably be chopped into pieces by the dwarven councilors.

Seeing this appearance, He Le was a little worried: "Is he okay?"

Thirteen gently stroked the black dragon's head: "As long as the core is not damaged and I am here, the machine race will not be easily destroyed."

These words and deeds are worthy of the title of father of machinery.

The fire from the smelting furnace illuminated his face, Shisan didn't take back the black dragon immediately, stood up and patted the robe.

"The owner of the room is back."

There was a burst of space distortion, and the dwarf councilor Castle came out of the crack and appeared in the middle of the smelting room.

He Le subconsciously drew his sword to meet the enemy and stood in front of Thirteen, while Castle, who was dressed in a striped suit, waved his hand to signal him not to be nervous.

"I've been waiting for you two for a long time." Not only did he look like a teenager, but his voice was also very immature.Even if his appearance confuses the world, it is undeniable that he is the strongest person among the dwarves, and he is hundreds of years old.

He Le's reaction made Shisan ecstatic, and couldn't help holding He Le's hand: "Do you actually care about me so much...I want to kiss you so much."

As he said, he stuck to He Le, but He Le couldn't maintain the posture of holding the sword at all, and put down his weapon angrily.

"Pay attention to the occasion!" He sternly refused.

Castle, who was left on the sidelines, cleared his throat and showed his presence: "Mr. He Le, please rest assured that I am not hostile."

"You know me?" He Le had never had any contact with the dwarf councilor alone.

Castle bowed to him: "Yes, you fought Shisan on the sky boat, and then you jumped into the endless sea to save him. All the councilors have heard about it."

"Look, everyone knows your love for me, don't be shy." Thirteen interjected emphatically.

With great difficulty, He Le pushed Shisan away, took back his bronze sword, and said to Castle: "In this case, you should be in a hostile camp with us. Why do you say there is no hostility?"

Castle was unpredictable: "Because I have some personal questions and I want to ask Thirteen."

private question?

He Le was stunned for a moment: "Do I need to avoid it?"

"You can't leave me." Thirteen grabbed him and turned to Castle, "Please feel free to ask me anything."

Castle rolled his brown eyes, looked at He Le and then Shisan, and smiled knowingly.

"Actually, it's nothing." With his hands behind his back, he tried to speak casually, "It's just that we are both races whose main talent is technology. I want to ask you, how did you create such a wonderful life?"

"First of all, you are wrong." Thirteen Eyes smiled, "The machine race is not gifted with technology, and their characteristics are all given by me."

"Then what is your talent?" Castle asked urgently.

Thirteen thought for a while: "Are you sure you want to know?"

"You understand that our dwarves are stubborn. Even if you refuse to answer now, I will try my best to get an answer in the future."

"It's okay to tell you." Thirteen paused, and raised the corners of his lips, "My talent is-- omniscience."

The smelting room fell into a strange silence for an instant, only the firewood in the furnace was crackling.

In the almost frozen air, Castle and Thirteen stared at each other without saying a word.As an outsider, He Le didn't understand what happened between them.

A few minutes later, the two laughed loudly together, He Le was still confused.

"I still have a small problem." Castle said.

"You dwarves have so many doubts. I just came to take back my precious son, not to solve your problems." Thirteen yawned.

What a philistine Castle is, Thirteen made it clear earlier that he could ask questions freely, but then his attitude changed. Obviously, if he wants to get an answer, Castle must pay a certain price.

"I understand this truth. The dwarves have managed thousands of forgings and become the richest man in the whole race. We are naturally the best at doing business." He started the negotiation mode, "I can let the mechanical black dragon go. Difficulty. You are free to leave the dwarven kingdom, and I will turn a blind eye."

This behavior can be described as full of sincerity, and He Le was also curious about the question he wanted to ask.

"Doing this is betraying the coalition army. It seems that your problem will definitely match the sacrifice you made." Thirteen said.

"For the answer, I can do anything. Just like if I can please Miss Talis, I am willing to pay any price for her."

Even the giant councilors have moved out... Everyone knows Castle's feelings for that young lady.

Thirteen smiled: "Okay, but I want to add one more small requirement."

"what?"

He raised his chin, and his eyes fell behind Castle. There was an inconspicuous crimson iron block on the forging table.

"I want that."

Castle laughed out loud again: "You really have a vision, that's the rare flaming iron in the Black Iron Mountains."

"The answer you're going to get, it's not an exaggeration to pay another ten pieces of the same flaming refined iron." Shisan also smiled brightly.

"Okay!" Castle said boldly, agreed to his request, took the initiative to fetch the Flaming Iron, and handed it to the two.

Thirteen signaled He Le to take the iron block, and the latter put it into the space ring.

The deal was concluded, and Castle continued the topic just now.

"To tell you the truth, I found something strange when I dismantled the black dragon." He said bluntly, "In addition to the technology beyond the current world level, I also feel a little bit of power similar to rules."

Rules are the laws of the goddess, an irreversible existence in the world of Eland.The goddess Altris once bestowed the "judgment power" on the three adjudicators, and among them has the magic power of rules.

Now the power of the rules appears on Thirteen's mechanical life form, which is really puzzling.

"What I want to ask you is, what is that trace of magical power? Have you mastered the power of rules?"

He took a deep breath, and said word by word, sonorously: "Have you become a god?"

Castle's gaze was fiery, looking forward to the affirmative answer.

His guess is not wrong, Thirteen has mastered the power of the goddess' rules.

When he discovered this, Castle was so shocked that he couldn't sleep. If Shisan really became a god, the United Army would be nothing more than an ant in front of him—ah, yes, this person boldly said it at the race meeting .At that time, everyone just pretended to be thirteen uttering wild words and deliberately insulting them, but they didn't expect that he was actually stating a fact!

Unfortunately, Shisan's answer disappointed Castle.

He shook his head, denying Castle's idea.

"How can I be qualified to be a god..." He focused on his expression, "That's not the power of rules in the world of Elland."

Unexpectedly, Castle screamed, "Is there another world?"

He Le and Shisan naturally knew the answer to this question.

Thirteen said, "Are you questioning the nature of my world?"

As soon as the question came out, Castle turned pale with shock, his eyes widened, his head bowed and he kept silent.After digesting for a while, he asked with a dry voice: "What is your purpose?" He, who is a dignified dwarf councilor, trembled, as if he was afraid.

"I'm very sorry, this question is not within the scope of the service, so I can't answer it." Thirteen replied.

In the end, Castle didn't ask any more questions.

What horrible truth can stop the stubborn dwarves?

When the two of them got into the carriage provided by Castle and drove on the road to the giants, He Le kept thinking about this question.

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