Hearing the words of the "hermit" lady, Lumian's eyes lit up suddenly.
The corners of his mouth raised a little bit, and his smile became quite bright:
"Is there anything I can do?"
…………
Trier, Cathedral District.
At the entrance of the Cathedral of the Archdiocese of the "God of Steam and Machinery" Church, which towered with thick iron-black chimneys, Lumian, who was wearing a women's floppy hat and his face was covered by a black veil, looked up for two seconds, and then walked inside through the open door.
The first thing that catches his eye is the gray-white, crisscrossing pipes, either against the walls, against the pillars, or winding in the domes.
They are the components of a giant steam engine, or rather, the church is made up of a giant steam engine and several other large machines.
At present, there is no heat emitted from these pipes, but in winter, when the giant steam engine runs non-stop, the entire archdiocese will be enveloped in warmth, so that believers who come to pray can experience the beauty of early summer.
Lumian immediately saw many believers walking out, as if they had just finished listening to a sermon and were immersed in a solemn atmosphere.
Lumian crossed them and walked towards the altar.
Many believers, regardless of gender, suddenly moved their eyes with this tall and beautiful figure, unconsciously half turned their bodies and turned their heads.
Lumian moved forward calmly, neither fast nor slow.
After arriving at the first row of seats in front of the altar, he gazed at the triangular emblem representing the "God of Steam and Machinery", his gaze slowly moving between the symbols such as steam, gears, and levers within the stable triangle.
At this moment, he was not thinking about how sacred and mechanical beauty it was, but about a question:
If the "God of Steam and Machinery" really evolves into the "God of Power, Energy and Information Technology", what will this emblem look like?
Lumian controlled his blasphemous thoughts, and under the gaze of the evangelistic bishop, he sat down in the middle aisle in the first row, raised his hands, lowered his head, and began to pray.
When his spiritual intuition told him that the bishop had looked away, he put his right hand into his "traveler's bag".
He took out a mobile phone.
The one he used in Dream City.
Of course, this is not true, but the Dreamweaver's lady has woven it from his memories, which has no function and cannot last long.
The woven mobile phone is in a bright screen, showing a WeChat dialog box, and the two sides of the conversation are Lumian and Stiano.
The content of the conversation is that Stiano sent Lumian a mini program called "Information Shredder Box".
Lumian held this fake, dream-like phone and prayed again:
"Great god of steam and machinery, you are the embodiment of essence, the protector of craftsmen, the brilliance of technology, please give me the power to crush information again, effective for a week......"
After praying earnestly, Lumian drew a triangular emblem on his chest with his right hand.
At the same time, he felt subtle changes.
He lowered his head and looked back at the dream phone he was holding in his left hand, and found that it seemed to have more texture.
Lumian subconsciously swiped the screen with his finger and saw the dialog box retreat back to the main WeChat interface.
Then, he switched back to the desktop and found that the apps he had downloaded before were all there.
Is this a mobile phone directly built based on the corresponding information? This is the brilliance of technology, the true god of sequence 0? Although Lumian is already the "Immortal Witch" of Sequence 3, she is still quite shocking.
He studied for a while and determined that the phone could really be used, but there was no internet.
Of course, the "information shredder" does not need to be connected to the Internet.
…………
Boulevard area, in an apartment.
The six "wizards" in Trier, including "Professor", "Associate Professor", "Periodic Table", and "Isotope" sitting on sofas, back chairs, and easy chairs, look at me, I look at you, all of them are a little uneasy and anxious.
After receiving the request of the "Hidden Sword" to meet as soon as possible, they contacted each other, thought about it repeatedly, and finally decided to meet the "Hidden Sword".
Of course, they chose the time and place.
"What is the urgent matter of 'Hidden Blade'?" "Isotope" whispered quite worriedly.
If it weren't for the "hidden sword" who has always had a good reputation, good personality and character, they would definitely refuse such a hasty meeting request without specifying a specific purpose.
"No matter what her purpose is, I believe she has good intentions." The "professor" wearing a black butterfly mask looked around and said, "Just right, don't we have something to look for her?"
Everyone nodded.
At this time, they heard a knock on the door, using Morse code.
"Please come in." The members of the "Curly Baboon Research Association" present straightened their backs at the same time.
There were not only "Hidden Swords" wearing "Assassin Suits" but not pulling up their hoods to show off their atmospheric faces, but also "Hela" dressed as "Black Widow".
"Ms. 'Hela', are you here too?" The "Periodic Table" and others stood up at the same time.
Listen, listen, you have never called me "you"! Franka is not angry at all, "you" come to "you" and she will get goosebumps.
"Hela" nodded lightly and said:
"I am here to endorse the 'Hidden Sword' and do the aftermath."
"Professor" and the others immediately set their sights on Franka.
This time, they were all attracted by the appearance of the "Immortal Witch", and they couldn't take their eyes off it for a while.
Franka walked to the fireplace without charcoal burning, and smiled at the "professor" and the others:
"Sit down, everyone.
"Actually, I'm here to ask you for help today, you see, I even showed my face in order to make you trust me more."
The "professor" who sat down again asked suspiciously:
"'Hidden Sword', you are all a demigod, what else can we help you?"
Franka glanced at "Hela", waited for the other party to nod, and waited for the night outside the window to seem to be deeper, before smiling and saying to "Professor", "Associate Professor", "Isotope" and others:
"Do you want to completely solve the problem of 'hidden sages' chasing and instilling knowledge?"
"Completely solved?" "Professor" is a very quiet woman, but she can't help but blurt out at this moment.
This is something they never thought of, no, they had fantasized about when they were weak and ignorant.
"How to solve it completely? Can we help?" The "Periodic Table" that had clearly told Franka that he was a member of the "Morse Penance" asked repeatedly.
Although she didn't have much hope, she wanted to hold on to even if it was just a straw floating on the water.
The other "wizards" here are also in this mentality.
Franka was not in a hurry to answer, watching them ask one question after another.
Finally, the "professor" with pale lips and seemed to be a little pale smiled bitterly:
"'Hidden Sword', actually, we are preparing to ask you for advice on this matter.
"Previously, the 'Muggle' told us that the small sacrificial square at the entrance of the third floor of the catacombs had divine power residues, which could shield out most of the influence from the outside world, which really helped us a lot, and could even be said to have saved the lives of many of us.
"What we would like to ask you is, after moving out of Trier, is there any other place to block the indoctrination of the 'Hidden Sage', or is there any way to reduce the corresponding negative impact?"
Indeed, other people move away from Trier mainly because they are emotionally reluctant, while "professors" them have realistic needs, very deadly needs...... I also planned to ask Lumian to consult Ms. "Hermit" to see if she, the senior on the "wizard" path, had any good way to "block her ears", and then trade that method to tell all the "wizards" in the research group...... Now...... Franka suddenly sighed.
Then, she smiled and said to the "professor" and others:
"The way is to kill the 'hidden sage'."
"You're not kidding, are you?" "Associate Professor" asked rhetorically with difficulty.
"Isotope" then said:
"'Hidden Sword', although you have become a demigod, the gap with the 'Hidden Sage' may be bigger than the gap between us and you, that is the essential gap."
"Even if the entire research is combined, it will not solve the 'hidden sage'." The "professor" also had no confidence.
Franka smiled:
"I'm not the main force.
"This matter is handled by tall people, and I just do auxiliary things."
"Tall man...... "Professor" pondered, "How tall?"
Franka pointed to the sky:
"That's high, higher than the 'hidden sage'."
"Isotope", "Periodic Table" and others looked at the "hidden sword" and suddenly remembered that the demigod in sequence 4 could already be called a saint or a saint, even in the Orthodox Church, he was definitely a high-ranking person.
Their eyes moved back and forth between Franka and Lady "Hela" a few times, gradually realizing that they and others might be involved in an event that would go down in the annals of occultism:
A god battle!
"You came to us for this? We're not even demigods......" The professor said hesitantly.
"You don't need to fight the 'hidden sage', you are the same as me, do auxiliary things." "Hidden Sword" Franka thought for a moment and said, "This matter does have a certain danger, of course, it doesn't mean the danger in combat, I and the other demigods will be responsible for intercepting all enemies and monsters, your danger comes from other things, but it won't be much more dangerous than accepting the knowledge of the 'Hidden Sage' again, what it is, I can't say now."
The six "wizards" present once again communicated with each other, feeling that this was a great opportunity to get rid of the threat of the "hidden sage", but also very apprehensive and worried.
After a few seconds, the "Associate Professor" asked:
"Are you sure?"
"If we are not sure, we will not plan this hunt, don't worry, even if we fail, the 'Hidden Sage' will not be able to detect your betrayal, believe me, our failure means not succeeding in killing the 'Hidden Sage' and letting him run, not that the 'Hidden Sage' can win." Franca showed full confidence.
"Why do you ask us for help, why are we here?" "Professor" asked as if he were confirming.
"'Wizard', traverser, gray mist breath." Franka replied simply, "Don't ask me what gray mist breath is now."
The face of the "periodic table" full of chemical symbols frowned:
"'Muggle' also meets these conditions, why don't you go to her?"
Franka suddenly laughed:
"In this operation, she has a more important task."
ps: Thank you halfhorn friends for rewarding the Silver League~
(End of this chapter)