Saint Laurent Prison Warden

Chapter 108 We Are on the Same Side
Old Pokbi placed his rough hand on his grandson's head and said softly:
"Flesh and blood machines have always been distributed in the Yasha world. Before the Shachima Kingdom was swallowed by the flesh and blood disaster, flesh and blood machines were no different from gargoyles, puppet manufacturing, and mechanical soldiers. They were just a part of the countless creatures in the Yasha world.

It was not until the flesh-and-blood disaster broke out in the Shachima Kingdom that the secret hidden in the flesh-and-blood mechanical body became known.

Before the destruction of Shachima, many envoys were sent out to seek help. Some of those envoys died, some were injured, and not many survived. Among them, there happened to be a legendary one who arrived in our Silver City alive.

The person who was in charge of receiving him happened to be your father, Tower Shield, so our family has some secrets about flesh and blood machinery. Now you are still young, it is not the time to tell you these secrets, you can only access this information when you become a master.

Before you reach the master level, don’t even be curious about studying flesh and blood machines.”

Old Pokoby said earnestly:
"But when you really have the conditions to study flesh and blood machines, don't hesitate, and don't be afraid of danger. We mages live for the truth.

The world is a solvable mystery, and so are the gods.

The purpose of our lives as mages is to explore the truth. If we know the truth during the day and die at night, it is worth it. "

"Grandpa, you're here again." Kasim nodded and complained, "You talk about it every day, and my ears are getting calluses."

"Grandpa is so handsome!" The little girl sat in old Togepi's arms, her eyes shining.

Little Casio touched the bottom handle and said thoughtfully:

“Grandpa, Mr. Richard said something similar when he was tutoring me.

The teacher said that the magical knowledge known to this world is a circle.

Most mages spend their entire lives in this circle, never seeing the edge of the circle. Outside this circle is the unknown.

Only a very small number of wizards can stand at the edge of the circle and become pioneers of magic, that is, magic researchers.

It would be a great achievement for a magic researcher if he could make this known circle bulge forward a little bit.

The edge of the circle is extremely dangerous, and one can lose one's life if one is not careful. Throughout history, countless magic researchers have sacrificed their lives at the edge of the circle.

Our magical world has a Tower of Babel built with the bones of wizards. We all climb towards the sky, stepping on the corpses of countless ancestors.

It is because of the countless wizards' fearless sacrifices of life and death that our current magical world is so rich and colorful.

Teacher Richard said that I had great potential for studying magic. He said that as long as I studied hard and was admitted to the Jinhui Wizard College, I would be able to become a researcher at the Magic Research Institute like him in the future and study things outside the circle.

Grandpa, isn't the flesh and blood machine the thing outside the circle?"

"Hahaha." Old Togepi laughed. "That's right! Flesh and blood machines are the things outside the circle, mysterious and unknown. Even your most admired teacher Richard doesn't understand it."

"Interesting." Casio looked at the flesh-and-blood mechanical girl hanging on the stone spikes and asked with interest:
"Grandpa, can you help me catch a flesh and blood machine and hide it? When I grow up, I won't have to look for it everywhere."

Old Pokobi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Of course not. You are such a daredevil, kid. You dare to say anything."

"Ah, Grandpa, just catch one for me. I swear, I will never try to study them before I have sufficient strength, otherwise I will be struck to death by lightning."

Just as Casio finished speaking, a loud thunder suddenly sounded!
Boom!

The destructive white light jet pierced through the sky, and the purple thunder suppressed the sky.

"Ah! I was just talking nonsense."

"Grandpa, I'm scared!"

"Casio."

"War magic!" Old Hank opened his hands to protect his three grandsons. He turned around and looked at the sky, his face gradually becoming gloomy.

“The Lord of Xingge City even used war magic. It seems that the enemy this time is more difficult to deal with than we thought.

There is no time to waste, I have to deal with these messy flesh and blood machines as soon as possible."

"Grandpa, is this lightning coming to strike me?" Casio's voice was trembling.

"Don't worry, it has nothing to do with you. If you can attract such a terrifying lightning just by saying something, then you are more powerful than me."

Old Hank said with a smile.

"But Grandpa, those flesh and blood machines I wanted to study were struck by lightning."

Old Pokémon: ???
Old Pokoby raised his head suddenly, and noticed that the flesh-and-blood machines on the ground that he had penetrated began to twist their bodies. Purple lightning connected from the sky to the flesh-and-blood machines, and the bodies of those flesh-and-blood machines swelled visibly.

Oops!

has a problem!
Old Pokopi was startled. He quickly took out his magic book and opened it quickly.

"Rocks shattered, the earth shook. Piercing flesh, burying bones."

Old Pokbi used magic, and the rocks and spikes around him exploded like bombs, making a loud noise, and the flesh and blood machines hanging on the rocks and spikes were shattered into pieces.

But what Old Pokoby didn't expect was that after those flesh and blood machines were blown to pieces, instead of dying, they absorbed the lightning in the sky at a faster speed.

The broken limbs and flesh on the ground seemed to have their own lives, squirming and growing rapidly under the nourishment of the thunder.

At this moment, those flesh and blood machines became extremely strange. Legs grew from the bottom of their shattered palms, and tentacles stretched out from under their heads that fell to the side.

"Damn. These things."

Seeing that the flesh and blood machines scattered in all directions had begun to multiply and mutate, Old Poker quickly handed his grandson a scroll and said:
"Kasim, you go back first."

"Okay, Grandpa, be careful." The clever Qasim did not hesitate at all. He immediately tore the scroll into pieces, held his brother and sister's hands, and took them away.

He knew very well that if he stayed, he would only become a burden to his grandfather.

Seeing his grandchildren leave in the white light of the city return magic, old Togepi breathed a sigh of relief.

Lightly equipped, he immediately glared at the strange flesh-and-blood machines that were absorbing the lightning on the ground.

"You monsters. Since you can't be killed, I'll just seal you all away."

Snapped!
Old Pokpi waved the magic book vigorously and shouted loudly: "Merciful earth, please turn into a coffin and bury my enemies!"

boom!
Huge coffins made of soil and rocks rose from the ground, swallowing up all the flesh and blood machines on the ground!
As the flesh and blood machines were sealed in the earth coffin, the purple lightning connecting them were also cut off.

"Phew, that's all." Old Poker breathed a sigh of relief.

The earth magic he was good at was not known for attack, but for control and assistance. He was a professional match for dealing with these weird flesh and blood machines.

But before old Pokbi's heart dropped, he saw another purple thunder being drawn down from the sky not far away. In the blink of an eye, he saw hundreds of thunders.

The dense thunder formed a large and powerful electric grid between heaven and earth.

The magic power of the electric grid in the sky was being drained away every second.

This is bad. Old Pokoby's heart skipped a beat, and a term that frightened him suddenly appeared in his mind.

Disaster of flesh and blood!
……

……

Ifu is a shop owner.

As usual, after a busy work day, he lay idly on the bed watching the live broadcast in the magic crystal ball.

He was watching the award ceremony well, but the Lord of Xingge City suddenly left the stage to rest, and has not returned yet. In addition to the Lord of Xingge City, the host of the award ceremony also disappeared.

Another protagonist of the award ceremony, Richard, the recipient of the Silver Cross, did not even appear once.

This made Ifu very confused.

An empty auditorium cannot hold people. After watching the live broadcast of the award ceremony for a while, Ifu felt bored.

He lay on the sofa, drowsy with his eyes half closed.

But at this moment, there was a sudden loud bang, waking Ifu up from his light sleep.

Ah, what happened?
Ifu quickly sat up and checked the crystal ball. He saw a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body and sparse hair next to the crystal ball.

He was dancing and shouting at the top of his lungs:
"Dear audience, I am Donald, the ace reporter of the Silver Age. As you can see, a brilliant white light and a huge mysterious lightning net appeared in the sky above the Travel City just now.

Please don't worry, this is a normal weather phenomenon.

It was just coincidental that we met Mr. Iraq, an expert in Magical Meteorology of the Travel City, at the venue of the Travel City.

Teacher Iraq, what do you think of the strange lightning nets that cover the sky? "

Thundernet? What is that?
Ifu was a little strange.

He walked to his window, opened the curtains, opened the window and looked at the sky. He saw the bright purple in the sky.

"Hiss! What kind of magic is this?"

Ifu was greatly shocked, but it was obviously too early for him to be shocked, for the real shock was yet to come.

To the left side of his house, there was a bolt of lightning falling from the sky and shaking continuously. A long, thick, mechanical and flesh-like tentacle was climbing up from under his house.

"No, don't come over!"

In desperation, Ifu let out a sharp cry, which was like a command, immediately attracting the tentacles over.

It was not until the tentacles came closer that Ifu saw that they were covered with densely packed small mouths and suction cups, and the shapes were quite strange.

what! !

The tentacles entered the shop owner's room and quickly retreated from the room. As the tentacles went in and out, the poor shop owner disappeared completely.

There are many similar scenes.

Those strange flesh and blood machines were transformed into terrible hunters by the thunder, and were hunting down innocent residents everywhere.

All of this was clearly seen in the live broadcast, and the entire travel city was in a panic.
……

……

With a whoosh, a white light flashed by.

The three Poké-Biga sisters, who were supposed to use the return magic to return to their residence, appeared in front of Richard.

The thick smell of sulfur in the air made the smallest girl cough continuously.

"Ah? Mr. Richard, why are you here? How did we get here?"

Cassim was bewildered.

"Did you use teleportation magic to teleport?"

Richard asked:
"There is an abyss portal here that has caused a huge disturbance in the surrounding space. All teleportation magic will be teleported here.

Why don't you just stay at home and use the teleportation scroll for no reason?"

"Teacher! There's a monster. There's a monster over at the City Lord's Mansion!" Casio shouted excitedly.

Richard asked a few questions and soon learned the whole story from Cassim and Casio.

Richard frowned in thought.

"It turns out that the magic power overflowing from the power grid was attracted by the flesh and blood machines on the ground. No wonder I couldn't absorb the magic power. It turned out that it was intercepted by someone."

He curled his lips and shook his head, and said to the Casio brothers and sisters, "Don't be afraid, just sit here for a while."

"No, we have to go back as soon as possible." Cassim said anxiously:

"Our grandmother is still at home. She is very old and can no longer use magic.

She's alone at home, and if a monster gets in, it would be terrible."

"Hmm?" Richard raised his eyebrows. He was just worrying about having no excuse to get Greenham and Macedonia away so that he could study the altar in detail, and then someone came to give him a pillow.

"Brother Macedonia, Green Ham, can you please send these three kids back? I have to stay here and use the gargoyles to suppress the abyss portal."

"Sure, kids, get in the car."

Macedonia smiled and spread out the magic carpet.

"Haha. You three should squeeze in the back."

Amidst the profuse thanks from Cassim and the others, the magic carpet under Macedonia flew high up and headed towards the central city area.

Seeing the magic missile turn into a black dot and disappear, Richard licked his lips in excitement.

Begin destructive research on the Abyss Altar!
Just as Richard was about to take action, a yo-yo sound suddenly came from behind Richard.

This sound!
Richard quickly turned around and saw a small black elk appear behind him!

Richard's pupils shrank:
"You're the Black Elk I saw in the box the other day! Why are you here?"

"This isn't an elk, this is a black goat."

There was another sound behind Richard, and he turned around quickly. A man in a gray wizard robe was sitting on the ground, looking at Richard with a smile.

Richard was very familiar with that face.

"Hello, Master Mage, we meet again. Thanks to you, my family is now completely broken up and I have no place to go.

How can I repay you for this great kindness? "

It’s the driver from that day, and he’s not dead yet!

Richard was shocked, but he still said calmly: "Brother, we may have had some misunderstandings before.

If I tell you that I was forced to be your undercover agent, would you believe me? "

Richard knocked the ground with his staff, and the corpse of a demon child beside him suddenly split open, and a skeleton soldier holding a bone sword stood up staggeringly.

Richard said with emotion: "To be honest, I am actually a necromancer. Brother, you and I are both persecuted by the Silver City. We are on the same side!"

(End of this chapter)