heavy fog

Even though time is not an important thing for tapirs and mechs, and Wen Luan already knew how long it would take him to regain consciousness after losing consciousness, but he was still shocked by Xier's answer.

"you……"

What Wen Luan originally wanted to ask Xier was "how did you live for such a long time", but there was something that he couldn't say.

Just now when he got rid of the pursuers and wandered around not knowing where to go, he felt lost, not to mention that Xier had been left behind for such a long time.The core principle of the Raymond Gayton Mecha: Guard the Deep Blue Kingdom, protect the Raymond Gayton chip holder, and obey the manipulator's orders.

When the three core principles come to naught, mechas without independent thinking and intelligence will probably go dormant. What will happen to a "philosopher" like Ser?

Wen Luan didn't even dare to think about the answer.

"...Why are you here? What's going on with that magic circle?" Wen Luan tried his best to make the topic a little lighter, because a reunion that was too happy or too sad after a long absence would make people feel painful.

"Magic circle?" Seyle asked back.

The silver armored knight looked down and found that the two sides had stopped fighting, and all of them looked up at the sky with their necks up.

"Master, wait, I'll go down and help you." The silver Pegasus twisted its neck and began to dive.

With a sweep of the wings of the silver Pegasus, a large number of cavalry fell, and the opponent was not unprepared. A group of priests clearly appeared carrying various holy objects, sending out strong waves of mental interference. Of course, these were all invisible. From the perspective of normal people, one party summoned the demon, and the other party prayed in unison and illuminated to disrupt the demon attack.

The spectacle—

If you don't know that Ser is a mech, Wen Luan will definitely agree that this is a classic western fantasy movie scene.

"What is this all about?" Wen Luan was stunned.

It's not surprising to say that this parallel world has a Holy See organization similar to the Holy Glory Empire. Didn't Archangel Seraph feel the so-called "God's call" before giving up tracking Wen Luan and Xier and plunged into this world?

Looking at the luxurious style of the Holy See here, and the nobles who can't find tapirs at all, and the hostile confrontation with the clergy, it is obviously not like the Holy Glory Empire where all the people are fanatics.

Before the arrival of Archangel Seraph, there was a religion here, and it was a religion with spiritual powers.

But people in this world can still summon demons, and the one who summons is still Xier, which is too far-fetched!

"Is this the earth?" Wen Luan had to ask a silly question.

"Sure." Shier wondered, if he fell into another world, he would be rejected.

"Did they summon you?"

"Summoning?" Shier turned his head, and his eyes of reality focused on Wen Luan, "To be precise, it's coordinate guidance! Did you see that blanket? In fact, it was a pattern inlaid with metal wires, and activated through energy crystallization. Raymond Gayton can receive the correct signal..."

"Raymond Gayton?" Wen Luan realized that he was very stupid now, and he often screamed, "Did you find the key?"

"Well—" Xier began to murmur, "That's right."

It seems that 600 years have passed, and this mech has changed.

If it had been the past, Syer would have immediately sung the experience of obtaining the key as a great and thrilling journey, with the word N for boasting.

Wen Luan looked at Seier suspiciously, and then walked in lightly. His behavior was as convenient as turning a corner into a house. Only the mecha tapir specially made by the Holy Glory Empire and provided for people with psychic abilities could not. Dare to wear casually.

After going in like this, Wen Luan found that the internal structure of Shier was a bit shabby and empty.

"Have you used all the good materials for decoration?" Wen Luan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

I have never seen such a mech that loves face and image!

When Syer disintegrated, many parts were scattered into the dust of the high-dimensional world. Now the shape of a Pegasus is more than two meters high, and it is not easy to get it together in an era of poor technology like the earth.

"The things that Raymond Gayton passed on are limited, and Simonli is still a ball." Shier said honestly, "I snatched all the good materials."

"It didn't fight you hard?"

"I don't have an image, what should I do if the master doesn't recognize me?" Shier replied naturally.

"..."

What should I do if the mecha has not been seen for a long time and suddenly changes to the sensational route?

Wen Luan almost couldn't move, and said stiffly: "Is my memory so bad that I don't know your ball?"

"Yes." Shier replied bluntly.

Without waiting for Wen Luan's black line, Xier quickly added: "We have confirmed that you are in this parallel space, but we can't meet you anyway. When Barbatos was summoned here five years ago, he happened to meet you, but You totally ignored it."

Nonsense, back then tapirs only had hunting instincts, how could tapirs be interested in inedible mechs?

"Wait, who is Barbatos?" Wen Luan was sure he had never heard of this name before.

"Number 8, Raymond Gayton's mecha, good at long-distance positioning across space." Shier didn't explain a word, this mecha's number is one place later than the archangel Baimon, it can be seen in terms of skills What is the research direction of Cyrus and Deep Blue Star scientists.

Wen Luan didn't pay attention to this number at all, he was surprised by another important point.

"Could it be that there is a third Raymond Gayton mecha falling over to join you?"

"Do not……"

While Xier was speaking, he brazenly raised his altitude and flew away from the battlefield again.

The situation below is completely chaotic, how could a group of clerics' psychic powers be able to settle down a mecha like Xier?Even if Syer didn't confront them head-on, and harassed the opponent's cavalry, it would be enough to shake the tide of the battle.

"You seem to be very proficient." Wen Luan said sullenly.

"Master, you praise me too much. It's also the first time for me to get on my real body."

"What?"

"Every time the people here are summoned, they are actually phantoms. The technology of projecting phantoms into parallel spaces is relatively simple, consumes less energy, and has a limited time to stay. Sometimes there are more people in the Holy See, and the mental shock wave is bigger. It can withstand the projectile attack left by the phantom of Raymond Gayton's mech."

"..."

Wen Luan deeply felt that he really couldn't keep up with the times. What happened in these hundreds of years?

All of a sudden, mechas are playing demons in the distant past, how - does this sound a bit wrong?

"You want to wipe out the religious forces here?" This was the only reason Wen Luan could think of.

"No, we are actually doing experiments." Shier muttered, "Whether there is a war here, what kind of fight it is, and who wins or loses has little to do with us."

Wen Luan said resentfully: "I think you are quite conscientious."

After the real body emerged, he still remembered to run back to help the summoner.

"I'm a knight!" Shi'er's speaking style finally jumped back to Wen Luan's familiar way, it boasted proudly, "Loyalty, humility, trust, how can you violate these virtues?"

"Anyway, it's easy to help them solve their troubles?"

"Ahem...Master, it's boring for you to talk like this." Shier put on a more majestic pose in mid-air, "Come on, now is the time to summarize the great adventure of the knights of Shier."

Wen Luan couldn't tell whether it was happiness or worry: "I thought that after hundreds of years, your IQ and database have been upgraded, and it's finally time to be reliable!"

"Oh, I don't usually have the chance to talk." Shier replied sincerely, "It's not the spiritual connection that consumes energy! Thinking also consumes energy, it's too troublesome."

"..."

"Okay, master, let's talk about life! Life and existence are really a wonderful proposition—"

At this moment, Wen Luan deeply felt how sad Prince Maike was when he was tormented by Xier until he wanted to cry.

"Hey, master, where are you going?"

"I'll continue to float alone in this world." Wen Luan made a gesture to leave.

"Okay." Shier played the voice of smacking his lips regretfully, "Without what I felt as the beginning, things would become much more ordinary, not exciting at all."

Wen Luan ignored Shier.

perception?Just kidding, what does the mecha want to understand? This is not the hometown of the tapir, the east, and the understanding of the laws of space and space may be able to ascend.

Xier heard Wen Luan's complaints through the spiritual connection, and immediately praised Wen Luan vigorously: "The master is really smart. After you leave, the parallel world will be merged, and the east side will be hard to get through. You can feel strange things even if you are far away. Energy! It is because of these mysterious energies that the world barrier becomes easy to break."

Wen Luan was dumbfounded.

"I want to go to the east to find the owner, but I can't go there. Every time I don't get close, the energy meter is about to explode. Fortunately, it didn't take long for His Majesty Purson to find us again through the unstable space projection and gave us the news." Shier said triumphantly, "Everything, my life, my beliefs, oh, have all been changed by His Majesty Purson's summons—"

"Get to the point!" Wen Luan was in pain, the most annoying fan in the world.

"The point is that I need to create something, and the Dark Blue Kingdom of the Beluga Galaxy also needs to create something, and then start a long experiment, and the final result is to bring us back to the Deep Blue Kingdom!"

"..."

Sure enough, it's simple enough, but it's too simple. What's the reason?

Wen Luan had no choice but to ask tangledly again: "What has such a miraculous effect?"

"Ramon Gayton."

Wen Luan was stunned for a long time, finally came to his senses, and exclaimed: "What did you say? Well, that thing - you were asked to make it yourself, didn't you pick it up? No, you mean that you made that thing from the beginning?"

"It's not you, it's us!" Shier corrected with stern words.

How could Wen Luan be in the mood to compare this truth with him.

"Tell me, what happened to that key?"

Xier started to talk again: "This situation is more complicated. The simplest overview is my current identity."

"What is your identity?" Wen Luan was extremely puzzled, "A demon?"

"No no, I am a faithful believer of Satan, the speaker of the Dark Council."

Wen Luan's first reaction was that he heard it wrong.

Seir didn't give him a chance to ask questions. A small metal drawer slowly popped out of the original cockpit position, and then stretched out to look like a platform.

Wen Luan floated over to have a look in a daze.

A particularly familiar key was stuck on the platform, and many metal wires were connected to it, shining brightly.

The gemstone inlaid on the key is still different from what Wen Luan saw in the Deep Blue Star Candy House. It is very bright, and it looks like a high-purity energy crystal.

This made Wen Luan have no reason to suspect that Xier had found the magic key he had lost in the high-dimensional space.

"His Majesty Purson said that the magic key was not lost. The King of Shadows received the rescue capsule at the place where I disintegrated. They took the magic key and disassembled it for research—it is strange to say that no matter how much information His Majesty Purson gave me Simonli and I couldn't figure out the material, but it was His Majesty Pulson who made a decisive decision and demolished the magic key of Cyrus, so it was made here."

Shier continued excitedly: "But His Majesty Purson said that creation and destruction are an endless loop, and space-time accidents will definitely occur again. It needs to be studied carefully, so let's not be in a hurry for now!"

Wen Luan was dizzy for a long time before he managed to sort out his clues.

The legend of the so-called chairman of the Dark Parliament who created a fake Raymond Gayton is here...

So the Dark Council could confirm the magic key of the chairman election, and somehow identified himself—hell, when he went to visit the Dark Blue Star Dark Council, he was very guarded against accidents, so he went in a mecha! !

The future Xier, who traveled to the past era, and created the magic key, will of course identify the manipulator of Xier! !

Bullshit prophecy!Why didn't he expect that the style and the tone are completely the tone of Shier poisoned by adventure novels!

Finally, the meeting place of the Dark Council, the style of the Colosseum increasing step by step, the high-status people are not around the highest place, but in the middle, this is definitely the meeting method created by Seir! !Because the main body of it riding a pegasus is very high, about five meters, where can it stand without standing in the middle! !Where can you stand? !