Chapter 459 Repairing the Golem

Wuming blinked his golden eyes and looked at the golden pupils of the pot-covered man opposite him.

His eyes were given by Patch.

According to Patch, it is to cover the eyes with a layer of film and use the golden tree prayer to enchant a layer of magic, so that no matter outsiders look at themselves or they look at the outside world, they will be covered with a layer of golden light and feel the power of grace and blessing.

Wuming felt very strange when he put it on to look at the world. But it is said that this is the world in the eyes of the people of the golden tree. It is abnormal to have no such thing, that is, the faded ones.

Because it is a fake, it is made particularly bright, and the golden light contained is more blazing.

Wuming wore the eye mask and looked at the pot-covered man opposite him with his eyes shining with blazing golden light. The more he looked, the more familiar he looked.

Under the cover of layers of golden light, a subtle fine line flashed as the pot-covered man shook.

Wuming caught that trace of line - it was the emblem of the golden tree prayer.

An idea immediately appeared in Wuming's mind and rushed directly to the face of the pot-covered man.

Wuming's speed exceeded everyone's imagination. One punch hit the pot-covered man's head. The face was deformed rapidly, and two teeth fell out of the twisted mouth and splashed out.

But after only one punch, Wuming did not continue. He stopped there and let him be held down and controlled by the soldiers and the black knight, looking at the pot-covered man with a smile.

The pot-covered man was hit hard, and he stood up angrily, clenched the spear in his hand, and was about to stab in the direction of Wuming.

But his angry eyes disappeared almost the moment he saw Wuming, and was replaced by astonishment, followed by deep fear and confusion.

"How could it be, ah, how could it be possible!" The pot-covered man immediately held his head with both hands, his fingers deeply inserted into the roots of his hair, hysterical.

"Lord Kunlan, what's wrong with you?" The Messermo soldier was also confused by the pot-covered man's behavior and wanted to check his injuries.

The soldiers opened his head to check the wounds Wuming had just caused, and then they saw his eyes.

The soldiers froze and took a step back.

The bright golden light in Kunlan's eyes dimmed.

Now his eyes were dim, revealing the cloudy and bloodshot eyeballs that were originally covered by the golden light.

"Impossible, I am the chosen one!" The Flame Knight Quinlan closed his eyes tightly, "Please, please don't abandon me... Lady Marika!" The Black Knight looked at Quinlan's changes in shock, and realized something. He pointed the double-headed knife in his hand at Wuming and shouted angrily: "What did you do?!" "I didn't do anything." Wuming pretended to look at the scenery in the distance, "I just punched him." Wuming turned his head, his eyes sincere and bright: "Besides, what can I do? This is the blessing given by the dignified Eternal Queen - Lady Marika. Can I take it away if I want to do something? Is the blessing that I can take away at will really the blessing of Queen Marika?" Looking at the speechless Black Knight, Wuming smiled: "Unless, the border is really as I said, Queen Marika destroyed If she is unable to take care of herself, does she have no energy to care about you? "

Wuming said strangely: "Oh, don't blame me for not reminding you. Queen Marika may be facing the most difficult moment in her life, and she may need your help. If you delay the important matter, prevent me from seeing Messemo, and fail to help Queen Marika, and cause things to be irreparable, I can't bear this crime. "

Wuming twisted his body:

"Or are you going to string me up first, not listen or see, and just pretend that nothing happened?"

The Black Knight looked at the Flame Knight Kunlan who was kneeling on the ground and wailing, and after a moment of hesitation, he waved his hand:

"Find a place to lock him up first, and I will report to Lord Messemo."

Wuming was escorted and entered the city smoothly.

Flame Knight Kunlan was still curled up and praying on the spot. It seemed that after the blessing was gone, the soldiers didn't even want to help him, and let him lie on the ground.

Wuming was locked up and pushed into Shadow City.

Rows and rows of brand-new and tall spears were lined up on both sides of the road, with solemnity and majesty.

"If I have to go to jail, I hope my cell can see the sky by the sea." Wuming said to the Messermo soldier who escorted him, "It would be best if there is a skylight, or stone steps next to it, or rolling stones on the stone steps."

"Stop talking nonsense." The Black Knight pushed Wuming and took him into the city gate.

He took a huge elevator all the way up to the city wall.

The environment here is just like that of Ensis City. Many soldiers are scattered. Although their spirits are better than those of Ensis City, they are generally a bit decadent, far less solemn than those rows of clean spears standing upright.

Passing by a room, Wuming stopped and looked at a corner of the empty room.

Seeing Wuming standing and looking at the empty space, the Black Knight pushed him again: "What are you looking at? Hurry up."

"Has anyone died in this room?" Wuming asked.

The Black Knight was startled and furious:

"Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly, you charlatans!"

Wuming shrugged and followed the Black Knight away.

In the room behind him, another Black Knight's spirit was kneeling on the ground, in great pain, and the resentful and painful voice continued to come from behind:

"It's impossible, we were not abandoned... Lord Messermo is the son of Lord Marika, how could he be abandoned..."

Crossing an open square, pushing open the door, walking up the long steps, he was brought to a large door.

In front of the gate, stood a knight in a red cloak and a pointed mask. He was dressed a bit like the Jarhead Quinlan, but his clothes were obviously more formal and better looking. He was holding a big sword and guarding the gate. .

The Black Knight stepped forward, talked with the Flame Knight, and then handed Wuming over to the Flame Knight.

The Flame Knight did not imprison Wuming. He turned around and pushed open the door. His voice was not aggressive, but even a bit elegant:

"You follow me next."

Wuming moved his shoulders and followed the Flame Knight onto another elevator, feeling a little uncomfortable with this sudden freedom:

"Is this really good? They should have told you my identity. I might be a corner man. Is this really good to keep an eye on me like this? Just take me deep into the city, aren't you afraid that I might cause damage inside?"

"The knights are not allowed to enter the next place - they have not yet controlled the flames and cannot enter casually." The flame knight said, "As for if you want to destroy it, I can't help it, so please go ahead."

The Flame Knight said, making a please gesture.

The elevator reached the top at this time, and what Wuming immediately saw was a huge creature that could not be seen in its entirety through a small door.

Wuming forgot to speak for a moment, and subconsciously took a few steps forward, passed through the small door, and saw the behemoth clearly.

A huge creature with multiple horns all over its body, and it was unclear whether it was a deer or a sheep, was entrenched on a platform in front of it. It was already a skeleton.

Above the giant beast, you can see a giant-like horned man hanging in the air, like a god.

Surrounding these giant objects are rows of bookshelves, all of which are filled with stone tablets and scrolls filled with text.

It was completely different from the chilling atmosphere when I came here.

Among the bookshelves, Wuming actually saw many blackened and skinny little people.

"Horn man?" Wuming was surprised.

Taking a closer look, Wuming discovered that these blackened villains had no horns on their heads. They usually carried staffs and were studying something in the scroll.

The last time he saw this scene was at Rhea Lucalia Academy.

"This is a species depository. Many species that are on the verge of extinction are kept here, including your culture. Many customs that you have forgotten are also recorded here." The Flame Knight said, "If you If you want to destroy it, just destroy it.”

"Why are you doing this?" Wuming looked at the majestic giant deer and muttered to himself, "Do hunters hang prey heads on the wall to show off their achievements?"

The Flame Knight was silent for a moment and said:

"I shouldn't say this to the Black Knight, and it shouldn't be said to you as a Horned Man either - Lord Mersemer doesn't want to see your family become extinct. In fact, many people don't want to."

"I'm afraid Jiaoren won't accept such words." Wuming said.

"So it's not appropriate to say it to you, as if we are excusing our crimes." The Flame Knight looked at the large library, "But no matter the reputation, this is work that must be done. The golden tree is the age of life, we These traces of life should be preserved rather than burned away.”

When Wuming heard this argument, he felt that it sounded familiar. He observed the Flame Knight's attire. The dark golden armor on both sides of the skirt in front of the armor looked more familiar to him.

"Perfumer of the Royal City?" Wuming asked.

"It is true that some flame knights used to be perfumers, but I am just a noble of the golden tree." The flame knight said, "Have you ever seen the perfumers in the royal city?"

"I'm from the border area." Wuming said, "Don't worry, I have no problem with you doing this. I'm not a cornered person."

"The Black Knight told me the same thing, saying that you claimed to be from the border area." The Flame Knight said, "Let Lord Messermo judge whether it is true or not."

Wuming looked around the library: "You brought me to a place like this. There is no prison in this place, right?"

"A room will be made available for you." The Flame Knight took Wuming into a small dormitory and locked the door. "Please don't try to escape, that will be considered a hostile act. Although I said you can do it yourself if you want to destroy this place, but If you really destroy it, we will destroy you with all our strength.”

After a while, another flame knight came. This flame knight was not wearing a big sword, and the mask on his head was made up of two loose death masks stacked on top of each other.

Wuming felt that his body was not strong at first glance, and he could probably take it away with two swords.

This is a mage who came to ask Wuming something.

Include your name, identity, and what you said you did.

Wuming answered truthfully and was polite to the Flame Knight:

"I thought it was Messemer coming to interrogate me."

"Everything requires adults to go out, so what do we, the people who serve him, need to do?" Flame Knight said, "You said you are from the border area?"

"Yes, I am actually not a horned person." Wuming said.

"Who is the guard at the main gate of the royal city?" Flame Knight asked.

"Big tree guards, two." Wuming replied.

"Where is the statue of King Godfrey in the royal city?"

"I've never seen a statue of Lao Ge." Wuming recalled.

"Indeed, you passed the test." Flame Knight said, "It seems possible that it really came from the border area."

"I can still lie to you. Do you want me to tell you about the junction?" Wuming said.

"No need, that's what you want to say to Master Messermo, right?" said the Flame Knight, "We were expelled from the Golden Tree, and we don't have much nostalgia for that place. Since we have sworn allegiance to Master Messermo, Wherever you are, is my hometown.”

"Loyal." Wuming said, "Is Messermo so worth following?"

"We are knights directly affiliated with Lord Messermer, and few knights will be disloyal to their lord." The Flame Knight said, "This is related to our oath and glory."

"Another demigod who played with snakes didn't get this treatment. He was begged to be killed by his subordinates." Wuming smiled.

The Flame Knight took a deep look at Wuming:

"It seems you know a lot about Lord Messermo."

"Don't underestimate my intelligence network." Wuming said, "Messemer is still a mama's boy, right?"

The two faces on the Flame Knight's mask were a little ferocious, as if veins were bursting out. He took another deep look at Wuming and said:

"Then let's talk about the damage you caused to us. Don't underestimate my wisdom. It was you who broke the furnace golem, right?"

"Ah... you can't blame me, can you? I was acting in self-defense." Wuming said.

"If you don't compensate for the losses, don't even think about seeing Lord Messermo." The Flame Knight was straightforward, without any room for maneuver.

"Ah, you are angry because of what you just said, aren't you?" Ring Finger Flame Knight said, "Don't be angry, I have something important to tell Messermo."

"People who have important things to do will not be as leisurely as you." The Flame Knight said lightly, "Nor will they be so frivolous."

"I just want to make the atmosphere lighter..." Wuming looked at the Flame Knight pitifully.

The Flame Knight remained unmoved, his two dead faces staring at Wuming with a cold expression in his eyes.

"Okay, okay, why don't I apologize?" Wuming surrendered.

"I don't see how you can compensate. I only found a shield and a sword on you." The Flame Knight said, "The shield is just average, but the sword is good. Do you want to use the sword to compensate?"

"The sword is absolutely useless." Wuming said, "You take good care of it, I will go back and get it."

Wuming thought for a moment:

"Can't I just fix it for you?"

"Repair? How to fix it?" The Flame Knight was dissatisfied. "We have tried restarting the furnace or refilling the vortex flame, but the golem doesn't move at all."

Wuming smiled proudly: "Humph, what I took away wasn't the power of the golem. Of course it's useless for you to replenish it."

Wuming recalled the knowledge that Selian and he had gained when they jointly studied puppets, and he was full of confidence:

"Don't worry, I'll build another core for it and prepare some pyroxene crystals for me."

"Pyroxene crystal?" Flame Knight said, "Kalia's technology? We're not familiar with it, and we don't dare to let you do anything about it."

"That's easy to say." Wuming said, "Don't you have Lelana in Ensis City? The princess of Calia. She must be proficient in pyroxene magic. Wouldn't it be nice to have her come over to confirm."

Seeing that Wuming was so open-minded, the Flame Knight stopped saying anything and went to prepare the pyroxene crystal for him.

The nameless heroic spirit says:

"Give me strength, Se Lian!"

At the junction, Se Lian was sitting on a chair, her bare feet intertwined, sitting on the desk, holding her face with one hand, looking up into the void, her expression filled with envy and imagination:

"That's great. I also want to go to Shadowland. I heard that there are stars there. There may be brand new star life."

Se Rui stood beside her: "Mikaela is making good progress. When the golden tree opens the seal, you will be able to enter - now, let's complete the project in front of us first. Help me see if there are any mistakes - —Don’t look at the details, just help me see the general direction.”

Ser Lian looked at the blueprint drawn by Ser Rui on the blackboard:

"Is this okay for you? Wuming may not be happy."

"I think there is nothing wrong with my project." Serrui said, "Furthermore, Wuming and Patch left, and Michaela went to the Royal City to negotiate. Do you know what this means?"

"What?"

"This means that the only people with the highest authority are you and me." Serui said, "You must support me to complete this project."

"Then why not do it secretly while they are away?" Se Lian said.

"This is just a loan, just a loan. If it succeeds, they will naturally agree." Serui said, "I did not betray them, I just think it can be more efficient. Your giant observatory will also benefit from this."

Se Lian glanced at the blueprint:

"I'm just a magician, but there should be no problem."

"Then give me authorization." Se Rui approached Se Lian, stars flashing in their eyes, "Say - authorization."

Se Lian sighed: "Authorization."