462 The Morning Star (1/2)
Bricks of stone fell like rain drops. When the lightning disappeared and he regained his sight, Harold finally realized that the vampires were all gone and the hall itself was also on the edge of falling apart.
”It was just a… silver coin…” murmured one of the dwarves.
Harold quickly calmed down and scolded. ”The coin was possessed of the power of God! The Almighty God of Steam is not only the God of Machinery, but also the Lord of Life and Death, the King of Lightnings, the Lord of Punishment!”
”Why a silver coin then?” asked another dwarf.
Harold wasn't good at explaining this kind of stuff. He squeezed the words out with great effort. ”That shows the Almighty God of Steam is also the God of Wealth, the King of the kings, the God above all gods!”
Everything could be explained by the almightiness of God.
The dwarves nodded under the convincing words. All of them, including Harold, put their hands on their chests and bowed deep in front of the gate,
”Steam Above!”
They then walked in the gate in pairs. Within half an hour, they had all left the underground hall.
As soon as they left, the power supressing the space instantly disappeared, and the space started shaking fiercely. Pieces of starlight fell from above, and soon the entire gate disappeared together with the collapse of the underground palace.
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After quite a few days, Sanelson's ”father”, a vampire duke, arrived at the ruins following the blood connection between Sanelson and him. He came to figure out why Sanelson had gone missing for days.
A space joint! The vampire duke was shocked.
Staring at the collapsed underground palace, he now cared no more about what happened to Sanelson. In great anger, he turned around and was ready to teach Vlad a good lesson — Even if he had fallen asleep to recover, Vlad still must be responsible for this.
An unreported space joint in his territory! The Church might find it and launch an attack at any time!
Another few days later, a deafening noise burst out in the direction of Count Vlad's castle. The vampire count's anger surged right into the air,
”I will kill that bastard who trapped me!”
However, Vlad had no idea who did this to him and had no clue to trace him, not even with Horoscope.
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Lighting up the torch, Augustus saw an abandoned city; there were thick chimneys, metal pipes, bolts, springs, and gears everywhere. The civilization of Steam was right in front of them.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.
He immediately understood. Tears gushed out. He cried in great excitement and sorrow. ”This is our homeland, where our ancestors worked and lived!”
Augustus kneeled down onto the ground and kissed the cold land overgrown with weeds. ”We're back! We're finally back!”
The dwarves all followed him, kneeling and kissing their land of origin. Bitterly they cried, shedding tears for what they had lost.
After Harold and the rest of the dwarves came and the gate disappeared, Augustus took a deep breath and said to the over twenty thousand of dwarves, ”this isn't our final destination. We shall go back to the ground, and start our new life! There shall be no more slavery, no more painful deaths, no more suffering!”
His eyes were shining with hope and determination. ”Grab your torches and follow me! Don't hesitate. Don't be afraid. This is the revelation of the God of Steam!”
”Steam Above!” Answered aloud the dwarves together.
The torches were lifted. Following the command of the instructors, the dwarves marched forward in order, in units of families and villages, through the abandoned city of steam. The Mechanic Knight was divided into four, safeguarding in four directions.
The city was huge. Eveloping the light of the torches was the endless darkness. In the darkness, the only light came from the dim green shine emitted by noctilucent moss, but it wasn't a comfort for the dwarves at all. They were afraid of the darkness, and the green light seemed to be the blood-thirsty eyes of countless monsters.
What was in there? They didn't know.
Silence seized them, only the sound of their own steps could be heard. The journey seemed to be getting longer and longer, as if they could never leave this place.
When the dwarves started getting lost and panicking, Augustus's voice came again.
”Don't hesitate. Don't be afraid. Follow me!”
”Yes!” Answered the dwarves together, although not too confident.
Augustus raised the staff high,
”The God of Steam is with us! No difficulty, no danger, no suffering can conquer us!”
Hearing the name of the God of Steam, the dwarves became braver. Saying God's name silently in their mind, they were equipped with the courage for scattering the darkness. Gradually, they walked faster and faster.
Bang, bang! The rifles shot together, throwing the monsters leaping from the darkness to the ground in blood and flesh.
They had the power of steam, thus, they were invincible!
”The Almighty God of Steam, the Lord of Life and Death, the King of Lightnings, the Lord of Punishment, the God of Wealth…”
”You're the God above all gods, the King of the Kings…”
The dwarves sang forth the names together. Their voice joined into this force driving away the creatures hiding in the darkness.
Finally, this huge troop walked out of the city through the tunnel and came to the caves connected like spider webs.
”This is the last test. Only true followers can walk out from the maze. Don't hesitate. Don't be afraid. Follow me!”
”Yes!” This time, their voice was much louder and full of confidence.