Chapter 233 (1/2)
”What happened?”
Among the bronze spider puppets, the two Mohists who seemed to have torn their faces jumped out.
Suddenly, they saw an incredible scene.
A tall figure stretching thousands of feet, just like a mountain, appeared among the mountains, shoulder to shoulder with the peaks, just like an indomitable giant. Waving with eight arms, the whole body radiated golden light, gathered into ten or even tens of feet of golden dragons, wrapped around the body, shining like a God.
The giant waved his eight arms. For a moment, I don't know what kind of power was urged. The surrounding mountains and trees flew up one after another. The mountains were directly flattened, slightly forming a prototype of a road, but it was still slightly rough. The giant seemed to be dissatisfied with such a construction speed and roared. His eight arms were deeply ”inserted” into the ground and deep into the ground, As if he had grasped a certain vein and tried to pull it up, it was actually an earth vein, which was pulled up from the land and thrown into the mountains dozens of miles away by giants.
The mountains from the fief to the outside world are also separated out of thin air. I don't know how far the cracks have spread in the unfathomable gullies.
When the giant opened his mouth again, he spit out gray torrents, vast and boundless, filling those gullies one by one, and then smoothing them, just like forming a wide and flat road
What the giant spits out is actually molten steel mud mixed with water. It solidifies on the ground, stronger than steel, and even 100 times stronger than ordinary stone.
”This is... What kind of monster is this? Or a God?” many people were panicked and didn't know what had happened. The scene in front of them was so shocking that many people began to worship the giant.
”This is our God, the supreme Maha God sent to save us...” some barbarian slaves saw the giant winding the Golden Dragon and eight arms like gods and demons. They thought it was the evil god of their own family who came and cheered and wanted to riot.
But just then, a large group of soldiers came out of the fief, led by Feng Huizhou and the three color sisters, and groups of iron backed demon wolves surrounded the barbarian slaves. Just a few breaths, they killed several barbarian slaves trying to escape.
”Don't be afraid.” just then, Hong Yu couldn't control the fairy sword, leaped into the sky and made a loud voice: ”This is the treasure of the town courtyard I hired from the divine Engineering Institute. The wasteland dragon giant force war puppet came specially to open up the road for me. Everyone stood in the open space and don't panic. Then there was the pan Wu Dali giant spirit God of the Mohist school who appeared to create a fief. It would be hurt by mistake. Don't walk around at will.”
As soon as his voice fell, a greater voice rang out: ”gentlemen, the divine engineering academy touched the wild dragon and fought the puppet to build the road. Don't panic and don't walk around. Everything follows the orders of the king of Yu.”
This man is ban Shu. He holds a paper talisman in his hand, which looks like hemp rather than hemp, and silk rather than silk. It looks like a very fine green silk. There is a floating font on the talisman, but it is an ancient dragon character. Hong Yu knows it. It seems to be the autograph of emperor Hong Wu, with a mysterious magic.
But it is a word of ”famine”, full of domineering and magnificent, as if it has written all the profound meaning of the word ”famine”, full of an atmosphere of controlling the eight famine and suppressing the four wild fields.
All ancient characters are in the shape of ”dragon” or ”bird”, because ancient humans believed that ”dragon” and ”bird” can soar in the sky, reach the kingdom of gods and communicate with gods. Ancient characters are written with a taste of sacrificing heaven and earth. They are square, round and meticulous, and belong to ”orthodox”.
However, the characters of emperor Hongwu are different. The characters are like a man. He has obviously broken away from the level of ”sacrificing gods and heaven and earth”. He is heaven and earth. All gods are not necessarily as powerful as him. What heaven and earth do he respect? What gods do he communicate? God may also be killed in front of him.
He wrote words, sketched them at will and swayed them wantonly, as if there was an endless divine power of ”I decide life and death for heaven and earth in a word”, as if saying ”I say you can't, you can't, I say you can, you can't”, arbitrary, overbearing and highly recognizable.
Hong Yu's imperial edict when he was canonized as a princess was written by Emperor Hong Wu himself. His personal will was too strong. He just looked at it slightly and felt unforgettable forever. At that time, Hong Yu also compared the font of emperor Hong Wu on the imperial edict with the text on the Zhige symbol, but he could not see the height.
If the words of emperor Hongwu are kingly, domineering and controlling the eight wastelands, the font on the stop war symbol is round and satisfactory, as if it contains all things, and it also exudes the harmony of heaven and earth, nurturing all things and moistening the world.
Now Hong Yu was shocked when he saw the words on the Fuzhao. No wonder it was just a Fuzhao, a word of ”famine”. Ban Shu could urge such a powerful and unparalleled war puppet like a God and devil. It turned out that the will of emperor Hong Wu was guiding everything behind it.
He looked at the giant who opened mountains and paved roads, and built dozens of miles of roads in an instant. He also had an inexplicable taste rising in his heart.
Originally, can people be so strong?
Just a word ”shortage” can urge such a powerful puppet to change the world. What a great force?
In this case, those Mohist people were stunned, stared in situ, continued to hide inside the bronze spider, watched from a distance, and exclaimed from time to time.
”This is the existence that can be compared with our ancestors of” Pan Wu Dali giant spirit God ”. Is there a” virtuous craftsman ”in the Mohist school who watched the giant opening the mountain from a distance, only felt his mind swaying and Thinking: ”With my skill level, I can see that there are 129600 runes on this giant, but this is just a drop in the ocean. It's just the most superficial structure of this war puppet. As for the core, it's completely hazy and can't be seen. What a wonderful design. It's amazing. I don't know what divine material it is made of. Now Has the mechanism technique of the divine Engineering Institute developed to such a degree? ”
”What's this? I think the most exquisite thing is the Fuzhao in the hands of the sub president of the divine Engineering Institute, which is the key point to urge the puppets to take action. The words on the Fuzhao are ancient words” famine ”, which are in line with some hidden power. They are very great, and they are written by an existence comparable to gods. They should be the handwriting of emperor Hong Wu.
With this ”shortage” character, you can not only manipulate the action of the war puppet, but also continuously add divine power to the war puppet. ”Another Mohist pointed to the Fuzhao in ban Shu's hand and told the real mystery. Obviously, this person's mechanism skill is more profound than that of the previous person, and he belongs to the level of” great craftsman ”.
”Now you know how fast the mechanism creation technology of the divine engineering academy has developed. In a sense, they have even surpassed the era of 100 saints in medieval times. You know, when the saints of the ban family lived, they have never made such a powerful war puppet. This war puppet came into being after emperor Hongwu took refuge in the ban family and established the divine Engineering Academy.” Mo Ningxiang also came out and wanted to take this opportunity to alert the surrounding Mohists: ”Others have been developing over the years, but the mechanism technology of Mohism has been standing still. If we don't wake up, accept the trend of the times and make changes, I'm afraid in a few years, Mohism will only be an aristocratic family existing in history books, and it is not impossible to die or fail.”
”Hum! Alarmist. This war puppet can really compare with our pan Wu Dali giant spirit God ancestor?” at this time, Mo Lang, the seventh master of Mohism, woke up from shock and subconsciously retorted when he heard Mo Ningxiang's words: ”You should know that our ancestors of Pan Wu Dali giant spirit God were born with the existence of independent intelligence, which belongs to the peak work of mechanism creation. It is no longer a puppet, but a living creature. Can it be compared with the” walking corpse ”manipulated by the head of the divine Engineering Institute?”
”I'm too lazy to tell you.” Mo Ningxiang ignored him. Instead, he led all members of the Mohist radical faction to the other side to watch the wild dragon Juli war puppet open mountains and build roads. He was ready to learn some key points of mechanism skills on the giant war puppet.