The dark smoke rose into the sky.

After countless towers broke, the rust of the clouds dispersed, the Tallinn failed to usher in a clear sky, but was shrouded in a richer darkness.

The scorched wind mixed with pungent breath swelled in the sky, rolling with thick smoke, spreading to all directions.

The original dead settlement had already turned into a scorched earth.

Now, in the scorched earth, the huge furnace is releasing rolling heat, like a pitch-black monster crawling on the ground.

The terrifying fire had been burning for two days and nights.

Countless steel birds lingered in the air, rising and falling in groups, pulling ropes, throwing the whole material truck into the furnace.

There were continuous roars in the factory made of huge machinery.

The dog-headed people wearing gas masks had already been smoked black all over. They were traveling in thick smoke, transporting trucks of iron ingots that had not yet been cooled off from the assembly line and sending them to the processing equipment on the other end. Soon, the equipment on the other end spit out the finished product and send it to the next processing window along the conveyor belt on the assembly line.

Smelting, forging, stamping, welding... Those huge and rough ancient models have long been completely eliminated in the current situation, but are now in use in hell.

And just at the end of the assembly line, hundreds of artificial people were busy in an emergency, following the instructions of Beizeb and hurriedly assembling the large equipment.

These artificial people with sheep horns and bleating are all Gregorian reserve tool people.

The miracle of golden wool and dragon-toothed soldiers are combined and smelted, with considerable depth adaptability.

Their names are written on scrolls made of wool and gold thread, and are copied in ashes, and are given secret instruments during their birth.

The bodies that live and die in the morning are just their carriers. Through years of use and maintenance, they have already possessed the knowledge and ability to operate alchemy instruments and perform precise operations.

Now, under their operation, the originally majestic and ferocious sun ship has been beyond recognition...

Disintegration again.

The welded outer armor was completely removed and rebuilt and maintained, and the hull was also dismantled under large lifting equipment.

It seems like a dissected whale.

All the ship surface buildings were dismantled, the hull was cut, the deck was overturned, the ship frame was reorganized, and the equipment and instruments were all spread around in different categories.

Many different cabin structures have ushered in a new round of adjustments, with all main engines, transmission layers, propulsion structures, auxiliary machines and other equipment exposed.

"Too much, woo, too much."

Raymond wiped his tears next to him: "Sunship, mys."

"Okay, OK, it's almost done."

The red dragon's bow was placed next to him, and he glanced at him squintly: "I didn't cry for free modifications and upgrades, why are you crying? At worst, let's change it back."

"I'm just crying, okay?"

Raymond burst into tears and felt even more sad: "Think about it, I have to change it after I go back. How many years does it take to pay it off?

Maybe we have to be more tool people for ninety years!"

When he thinks of having another ninety years of life where someone is using cannons to beat you, he is already in a state of dismay.

At this moment, accompanied by the loud alarm of the crane, a huge shadow slowly passed through the air.

A huge keel covered with iron light slowly fell from the air under the traction of the steel cable, causing a low roar.

That is the remains of the dwarf king.

Even the strong substance that cannot be handled by Guixu and Alchemy Fire has extremely conductive precious materials for all disasters and miracles.

Temporary furnaces do not have the temperature to completely melt them, but this does not prevent them from being reused after transformation.

Especially when Huai Shi perfectly disassembled all the bones.

After the continuous reconstruction of Anton and Gregory these days, the bones have been re-stitched with recast iron.

The internal inscribed is made of an alchemy matrix as conduction, and then covered with six layers of alloys of different properties as protection. Finally, it is the brand new keel of the Sunship!

In addition to the first time, some nerves and blood vessels were also preserved under Gregorian's suggestion.

After alchemy, this part of the material replaced the original composite cable, reducing their demand for high-precision chips and instruments, and even the conduction efficiency is better than before.

After all, he was the former king of dwarfs.

Even after being reborn, he has already declined from his former ruler status, but his corpse still has many amazing effects.

"It's like a treasure all over you!"

Foster looked at the location of the furnace and sighed, "It has been burning for two days, and the energy source is still constantly producing. Is this too resistant to burning?"

"After all, it is the remains of the ruler, with four crown wearers on it, and it also has most of the vitality of rusting Tallinn inside, which is not surprising."

Gregory stumbled his mouth, feeling his mouth full of lemon.

Too sour.

Who can let others have good tools besides good materials?

There are pure media contaminations such as Saint Germain's Alchemy Fire, and Helios's secret rituals, even a stone can squeeze out oil.

Such a good thing, even a master will be jealous.

As a result, Huai Shi only used steelmaking, explosives and red bottles to make him, and he was almost angry.

He had thought about giving Huai Shi a lesson these days, but he didn't expect that Huai Shi was so weird that it was so weird.

Once they have emerged from the scope of metallurgy and source quasiology, the talent in other aspects is equivalent to not being able to do so. These two people are still supported by the hands of the circle and casting technique. They are simply too far from being a subject to grandma's house.

Just the advanced basic application of change science, Gregory is about to talk about cerebral hemorrhage.

Later he gave up himself.

Such a thing really cannot be forced...

Just as the two were chatting, a hot wind rose again with the roar in the distance.

In the stinky wind, the thick smoke from the sky stirred, combined with water vapor, and it sprinkled gray-black rain, falling on the ground, flowing viscously.

It was like asphalt, hissing sound.

Under the huge curtain, Foster smoked and looked at the thick smoke and fire that still rolled up after the rain, as well as all this they had created himself, and couldn't help but sigh.

"The two things that are made of hell and natural hell, can't tell which one is a little hell."

“It’s all hell, no difference.”

Gregory thought for a moment and replied, "But we can at least choose one from it."

"There is nothing to choose from with curry-flavored shit and with shit-flavored curry."

Foster leaned against the lounge chair and covered his face with his hat: "I'll sleep for a while, remember to call me during supper... By the way, what should I eat for supper?"

"Uh, curry?"

“…”

In silence, snoring sounded from under the hat.

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In the darkness, Huaishi stands in a humid and hot greenhouse.

Under the ground of the Evergreen settlement, the simple four walls are inlaid with bricks and stones that look like gray scales, overlapping each other, as if this place is surrounded and shrouded by a big snake.

On the bricks and stones, murals from the abyss are painted, telling the endless war, the existence of the eternal ring, the deeds of the merciful and cruel mother, and even the great achievements of countless snake warriors...

The temperature is too humid and stuffy for people, but it is quite comfortable and comfortable for snakes. Standing in it, you can vaguely hear the tiny sounds coming from countless eggs on the surrounding ground.

Under the command of the shamans, the pregnant female snake people also held their young son in their arms and stood quietly on the periphery without making any sound.

"According to your request, everything is ready, Lord Huai Shi." The elder reported respectfully: "If you have any other needs, you can give instructions at any time."

"No need, that's enough."

Huai Shi looked around and did not ask for any more auxiliary secrets or tributes.

Originally there should be more blood and more sacrifices here, praying to the Ring of Eternity, praying for it to bring down its gifts and enhance the vitality of the young body.

But Shao Siming's blessings don't have to be so troublesome. As long as Huai Shi is present, it is enough. It is even inconsistent with the transformation ceremony of the snake man, and can be superimposed on each other.

What's more, he has miracles and seals in his hand.

Although it cannot be called completely, as a medium of the secret instrument, nothing is more suitable for Shao Siming's divinity than this.

And the only requirement is darkness.

Pure darkness.

Don't have any light.

Only in this way can the source of shadows be circulated in the smoothest way.

The moment Huai Shi took out the jade crown, Guixu opened it on its own, covering the entire greenhouse.

All the lights were extinguished, but in the darkness, it was unexpectedly not terrifying, but instead had a kind of tranquility and tranquility.

I couldn't help but relax.

Even the elder yawned subconsciously, felt a sensation of sleepiness, and then woke up in shock and found that the surrounding tribesmen had already lowered their eyes at some point.
To be continued...