"Wow!"
Seeing that Hadward's catapult really moved on its own without anyone operating it, all the craftsmen watching exclaimed loudly.
Then, there was an uproar.
"How...how is this done?"
"Have you ever seen a living catapult?"
"Let alone seeing it, I've never even heard of it. Unheard of! Unheard of!"
Qi Ge can understand their feelings very well. If one day you come home and find that your underwear is shyly greeting you and four dishes and a soup are prepared for you, you will also be so excited.
No matter how unwilling they were to believe it, they had no choice but to believe it now that they had seen it with their own eyes.
Those who can become war machine craftsmen more or less have an extraordinary love for war machines.
The followers of the Cult of the Ballista rebelled on the spot, and rushed towards Hadward one by one, asking questions one after another, with the piety of apprentices flashing in their eyes.
"Master! I have longed for the Catapult Cult for a long time. Please accept me!"
"To be honest, I have been a member of the Catapult Cult for a long time. Before that, I was just an undercover agent in the Ballista Cult."
"Although I have scolded the Catapult Cult many times, it was out of hatred and punishment from love. In fact, I really yearn for the Catapult Cult in my heart."
Faced with the shameless craftsmen who came one after another, the two humans who had been standing next to Hadward and never wavered were fed up.
"What were you doing before? You want to join us now? Get in line."
"Stop shouting. Can you afford to compensate Mr. Hardwood for disturbing him? Get out of the way.
Especially you! Andris! You traitor! "
They were a man and a woman, acting as protectors on both sides, and they all opened their hands to stop the fanatical craftsmen from getting any closer.
"Ferrinni, Vittorio, step back.
Our noble Catapult Church should not abandon any lost sheep who come back to the right path. "
Hadwood said this with a sacred look on his face and walked up.
He parted the crowd like parting the sea, revealing a path leading to Phirui and his companions.
Hadwood looked at Ferry lovingly and said loudly:
"My daughter, if I don't use my unique skills, I really have no chance of defeating you.
On the road of pure ballista, you have advanced so much, even surpassing me as your father.
I am different from you. I take another path, a path that combines witchcraft with war machinery, just like combining yellow and red to get brilliant orange.
But orange is not the extreme of yellow, nor is it the extreme of red.
My daughter, you have your own path, but if you want to learn from mine, I will dismantle the catapult next to me and show it to you."
Hardwood patted the small ball beside him.
The little ball obviously didn't understand what he meant and turned around again.
It's obvious that this little ball has some intelligence, but not much.
"Get up!" A red light appeared in Hardwood's hand, and the body of the little ball suddenly trembled. The iron sheets attached to the body of the catapult suddenly separated, revealing the exquisite structure inside which was made of wood and gears.
Every part of the material used to make the small ball bears traces of witchcraft, and the inside of the ball looks like a living being.
A mechanical heart built with gears and wood, blood vessels assembled from iron sheets, wooden muscles that can continuously expand, contract and bounce...all these magical things are simply dazzling.
Qi Ge could clearly see that the living catapult did not have a magic core like the mechanical soldiers to load the magic crystal stone. It was not driven by magic, but directly absorbed the Yasha energy from the air.
Although they look somewhat similar, the living catapult and Trosa's mechanical family are two completely different things.
On Earth, although horseshoe crabs and horseshoe crab worms, hummingbirds and certain long-beaked hawk moths, termites and ants, and other creatures have similarities in appearance and habits, they are actually not closely related.
This similarity may be due to the fact that they have both adapted to similar environments and ecological niches, thereby evolving similar morphological characteristics, which is called "convergent evolution."
The same is true for living catapults and mechanical races.
They both make dead things come alive, but the principles for achieving this result are completely different.
Hardow was more of a surprise to the seven pigeons than Trosa.
The essence of living things is actually the soul.
The virtual souls of the Trosa mechanical clan were obtained by using tricks of the fairies.
The soul of Hadwood's [Living Catapult] seems to have nothing to do with fairies.
This can be seen from its internal structure. It may sound a bit rude, but the elves definitely cannot create such a sophisticated mechanical structure that is like a work of art.
"I see..." Fei Rui seemed moved:
“The excellent materials have already improved the war machinery to the extreme, so we use magic enchantment to forcibly improve the materials again, so as to achieve the effect of turning decay into magic.
I understand! I finally understand!
When I get back, I will find the lord to give me some materials and do some experiments on them!"
Qi Ge: ???
"Collect!" Hardwood squeezed his palms, and the parts of the small ball automatically returned one after another.
The little ball spun around in the same place again, as if nothing had happened.
"Wow!" "Amazing, it's simply an extraordinary performance!" "This mechanical structure is really amazing!" "Unparalleled talent! Excellence that cannot be described in words!"
"A jaw-dropping skill! The Pope of the Projectile God Cult is not joking, he can really be the Pope!"
"I believe it! I believe it completely! As long as I join the church, I will do anything you ask of me."
Hadward showed off his skills, which was a fatal attraction to those human craftsmen.
Men like beauty most of the time, but when it comes to what they are really interested in - beauty? It's worthless!
As the situation became increasingly chaotic, Hadwood's two bodyguards seemed unable to stop the fanatical craftsmen.
Adela tugged at Qi Ge's sleeve, and Qi Ge immediately realized that it was time for her to come out.
He tickled Adela's palm to give her permission.
"quiet."
Adela spoke softly among the crowd. Her voice was not loud, but it had a soothing power, and those fanatical craftsmen slowly calmed down with her voice.
The fluctuation of power of a demigod is so dazzling to another demigod.
There was a flash of light in Hadwood's eyes, and his pupils immediately fixed on Qi Ge and Adela among the crowd.
Qi Ge and Adela lifted their hoods at the same time, and the crowd automatically parted in front of them.
"Yeah." Hadwood nodded coldly and greeted.
"Brother Admiral!"
"Wow! Stinky Seven Pigeons!"
“Meow!”
Fei Rui, Yinhe and Qiuzhi all showed joy on their faces.
Qi Ge led Adela over and patted each of the three men on the forehead, scolding them with a smile:
"You ran away to Erathia without telling me. Forget it this time, but remember to report your whereabouts next time. Stand aside for now."
Fei Rui made a mischievous face, Qiu Zhi looked away awkwardly, Yinhe stuck out her tongue and hid behind Adela.
Seven Pigeons turned to Hadworth and smiled:
"Your Excellency Hardwood, we have known each other for a long time, and it is an honor to meet you for the first time.
I am Qi Ge, your daughter’s current lord.”
"Haha." Hadwood smiled and waved his hand:
"Of course I know you. Speaking of which, I have to thank you for pleading for me with Muriel.
I have also seen my daughter's progress, and I feel relieved to leave her to you. At least, it is much better than leaving her with a poor old man like me."
"You still remember me, that's all."
Qi Ge pulled Adela to his side and said to Hadwood:
"This is Saint Adela of the Holy Griffin Church of Erathia. We have a very close relationship and are inseparable."
Adela smiled and nodded to Hadwood.
"Oh?" Hadwood glanced at Perry with some surprise, and found that there was no expression on Perry's face, so he felt relieved.
“Nice to meet you! Haha. I’ve heard that you are a legendary hero before, but today I know that you have reached the level of a demigod. Erathia is truly full of talented people and is poised for a revival.
You and Qi Ge are both younger than me, but your achievements are no less than mine.
The young are really to be feared. The young are really to be feared.
Well, after a closer look, the two of you standing together are indeed a perfect match!"
People who can talk are popular wherever they go. After hearing what Hadward said, Adela smiled more.
She nodded slightly and replied:
"Thank you for your compliment. Your Excellency Hadwood, you are a demigod. You have come from afar, and we, the Holy Griffins, should welcome you.
Can we go to the cathedral?"
Adela's meaning was already very clear. There were too many people here and it was not a place to talk.
Hartwood naturally followed suit and nodded in response:
"Yes! That's reasonable. I'm unfamiliar with the place, so I'll just follow you two. Please."
"please."
The Seventh Pigeon waved his hand, motioning Hadward to follow, and then patted the three little ones again, asking them to follow.
The craftsmen around could not hear the conversation between Qi Ge and Hadward, but they could see that they were about to leave.
The craftsmen wanted very much to catch up, but due to the huge gap in status, they had to give up.
A moment later, Qi Ge and his group arrived at the cathedral.
Adela dismissed the people around him, and then personally chilled a glass of Erathia's unique refreshing wine for Qi Ge, and poured it for Qi Ge, which made Hadwood's eyelids twitch.
The Saint is a demigoddess with such a noble status that she actually stoops to do these small things for Qi Ge.
He had never enjoyed such treatment when he was king.
Seeing that Hadwood's desk was empty, Qi Ge naturally could not lose his manners.
He took out the glass and reached out to pour the chilled refreshing drink for Hardwood.
Seeing this, Hadwood was slightly surprised and waved his hands repeatedly to refuse:
"No need to do that, no need to do that. I'm too old to drink cold drinks."
"Oh, it was my negligence." Qi Ge stopped immediately, called Fei Rui over, and asked Fei Rui to take out a candied coconut and give it to her father.
Qi Ge and Hadwood sat opposite each other and started by chatting about family matters.
The Seventh Pigeon praised Hadwo for his talent, his war machinery technology and sorcery were superb and amazing.
The Seven Pigeons of Hadowa are able to suppress all gods, there is no one like them before and there will be no one like them again. They are young and promising, and their future is limitless.
The two men praised each other's business and a friendly atmosphere was quickly established.
Then, it’s time to get down to business.
Qi Ge took a sip of the refreshing wine and asked meaningfully:
"Your Excellency Hadwood, did you come to Erathia specifically to look for Ferry this time?"
As soon as the subject was brought up, Hadwood immediately understood.
He waved his hand and said:
"Of course not, I already knew that Xiao Rui followed you, Lord Qi Ge. How could I not be worried?
I came to Erathia specially and happened to meet Xiao Rui, so I wanted to test her and see how she is doing now."
Fieri's real name is Hadward Rena. If Hadward had not been ousted, she would now be Princess .
"Oh, you came all the way to Erathia."
Qi Ge raised his eyebrows and asked softly:
"Your Majesty, I have some connections in Erathia. Do you have anything to do? Perhaps I can be of service to you?"
"How can this be so embarrassing?"
Hardwood made some polite remarks, but his expression suddenly turned bitter.
He shook his head and said to Qi Ge:
“Well…it’s a long story. I did some ridiculous things when I was young, Qi Ge, you know that.
In order to research war machinery, I owed a lot of debt.
Although I am a demigod, the debt I owe is too great.
I don't have any talent for making money, but I'm good at spending money.
Even if I didn't eat or drink, and stayed at the border of Chaos day and night to eliminate Chaos and earn gold coins, it would take more than ten years to pay it off.
It’s hard to say whether I can survive after staying in the chaotic border for more than ten years. I’m afraid of death, so I dare not go.
But I can’t stay in debt like this for the rest of my life, I have to think of a way out.
Recently, I heard that Erathia has a dynasty weapon, the Blade of Renaissance, which can create gold coins out of thin air.
Of course, I don’t mean to rob. I can’t do it. It’s useless even if I get the Dynasty weapons. What I mean is cooperation.
According to my analysis, what Erathia lacks most right now is the ability to convert gold coins into actual combat power.
I just happen to have this ability.”
Hadwood pointed to his head and said:
“It takes time for a type of soldier to grow, but war machines do not. As long as there are gold coins and resources, war machines can be built on a large scale.
In the past, war machines could only be used to equip heroes, and each hero could only carry a limited number of war machines.
But now, I can turn war machines into military units!
What Erathia lacks, I have in my head. I am the perfect fit here.”
Qi Ge's eyes narrowed, and he leaned forward slightly, moving closer, and asked solemnly:
"Your Excellency, could you please elaborate on your thoughts?"
Hardwood was very satisfied with Qi Ge's attitude. He nodded and said seriously:
"Captain, there are no outsiders here, so I'll be frank.
I had been in Erathia before you invited me to Bracada, and had traveled to many places in Erathia.
The reason why my ancestors and my family were able to rise is because we have strong judgment abilities.
When all races were fighting for supremacy and the future was uncertain, our ancestors saw the potential of the Black Dragon and followed it closely, which led to the prosperity of our family for hundreds of years.
And I want to emulate my family’s ancestors.”
A gleam of light shone in Hadwood's eyes.
"To be honest, I saw an opportunity that only comes once in a thousand years in Erathia."