I lost the sun god

An idea flashed in Jiang Hao's mind, "Well, we can try to obtain an artifact with prophecy or perception ability from Blue Star to make up for the lack of intelligence."

After receiving the spoils from the mirror image Athel, Jiang Hao put away the Yata Mirror, "I didn't perform well in the battle just now, and the blazing god servant named Folgeres brought me into his room with words. It's in rhythm."

"This needs to be corrected. You can no longer follow the rhythm of others, and you must have your own fighting rhythm."

Jiang Hao suddenly remembered a piece of information and couldn't help thinking about it.

"Iyeta Kadir said that the Church of Dawn asked five legends and a demigod to form a team to kill me, but there were only four people who just appeared."

"It's unlikely that he made a mistake. In other words, there are still two legendary existences who haven't shown up."

"The legend is not a big threat to me, but if the opponent has a divine weapon, it is an exception."

"Although my divine intuition didn't perceive danger, I can't trust my own perception too much after experiencing Folgres' reversal of perception."

"When we wait for the party, ask Iyeta Kadir from the side."

Jiang Hao restrained his thoughts and began to explore the new authority he had obtained.

"Sure enough, I got another authority."

"The new thing is to devour authority."

"This should come from the big snake Jormungandr."

"I played the role of the big snake Jormungandr, so I got the authority to devour, but I also played the role of Vulcan Loki, why didn't I get the authority related to him."

"Is it because the time is not enough? If so, it would be ridiculous."

"However, it may also be because there is the ruler of flames in the other world, and the only authority. I was suppressed by him, so I failed to obtain the authority of flames."

"But I don't seem to have heard of deities related to fraud, pranks, and wisdom. Ask Afram Krell about this aspect during the party."

Questions emerged one after another, and many answers flashed in Jiang Hao's mind, but none of these answers could perfectly answer his questions.

Concentrating all these doubts, Jiang Hao took out the scroll of the wishing technique, tore it open, and a white light flew out.

After using it, he remembered one thing, "The number of drifting bottles is running out."

An idea flashed through his mind.

"I don't know if Archmage Tingen still has hidden scrolls."

Kirchnur, the capital of the Bauhinia Kingdom, in the Gotha Grand Theater.

In the artificially dark environment created by magic, a man wearing a noble corset from the last era and with his hair combed like a hedgehog knelt on the ground holding flowers. Facing the opposite step, he had golden brown shoulder-length curly hair and was wearing a white princess dress. The princess sang an affectionate confession.

"Ah, Angela, my princess, my sun, my love, please don't blame me for coming to see you recklessly, I miss you so much, in this darkness without light, only you are my light, My salvation, my god, without seeing you, I feel like falling into an abyss, being washed by the icy river of Styx, and I am about to suffocate and die."

"Ah, Angela."

Fiona Russell, who was sitting in the auditorium, squeezed her wrist, glanced at the man next to him who seemed to be fascinated by listening, stuck out her tongue secretly, and maintained an elegant smile on her face, "Mr. Turner, The play you have chosen is very good, but my teacher has just sent me a message that she has arrived in Kirchnauer, so please forgive me for taking the first step."

Although he didn't see any messengers, there were all sorts of strange abilities in the magic world, so Turner didn't doubt it.

He showed a charming smile, "Miss Fiona, then I will invite you to watch the drama tomorrow."

Please tomorrow?Fiona Russell kept her smile, and she said with a smile: "Then I will wait for your invitation tomorrow."

Walking out of the Gotha Theatre, Fiona Russell took a deep breath, and her smile quickly faded away.

A letter crow fluttered its wings and landed on Fiona Russell's shoulder. It held a white envelope in its mouth. When it opened its mouth, the envelope fell into her hand.

After opening the secret clay with special magic, Fiona Russell pulled out the letter paper and read it.

"Dear Fiona Russell, hello my student, I am very glad that you will write to me for things other than asking me for things, and I am even more glad that you are writing to ask me questions, which shows that you have become eager to learn up."

Skip the following lecture, she looked at the next paragraph.

"The question you asked should be related to the heart of nature that has recently integrated into our world. It is an extremely primitive world where intelligent life exists in the form of tribes. They believe that all things are ruled by gods. As long as they perform blood sacrifices to the gods, they can get Pius, thus, gave birth to some false gods."

"These false gods also came to our world after the Heart of Nature plane was integrated into our world."

"As for the steam you mentioned, I heard from a friend that a new thing called a steam engine has appeared in the Holy Vixima Kingdom. You can pay attention to the Holy Vixima Kingdom, and there may be an answer for you. "

"Your teacher Alberta!"

Fiona Russell put away the letter paper, a white light suddenly lit up in her hand.

When it was party time, she blinked and her heart jumped up.

Chapter 44: Steam is Power

Holy Vixima Kingdom, Azlik City, western suburbs.

Pieces of oilseed flowers sway with the wind, and the sea of ​​flowers under the warm sun has an intoxicating halo.

In the middle of the sea of ​​flowers, a winding rail divides the sea of ​​flowers into two parts. At the end of the rails, there is a black steel monster parked.

A towering chimney is exposed on its chubby front. Behind the front is a section of carriages. The wheels below are like the tentacles of a centipede, firmly grasping the rails. The protruding counterweight iron is full of solid beauty.

The civilians who were attracted by the propaganda asked curious questions around this giant steel beast.

"Is this what they call a steam train?"

"Lord of the Dawn, it looks like a monster."

"Look at the icy metallic luster, this steam train can't be a new magic puppet made by the nobles, right?"

Questions and exclamations were intertwined, and the nobles in the distance were also shocked by this steel monster that had never been seen before.

And when the whistle sounded, thick smoke spewed out from the chimney one after another, and the jetted steam blew the golden oilseed flowers down from the inside to the outside.

Amidst the roaring sound, the giant wheel began to rotate in an orderly manner.

"It moved, it moved."

"There is no aura of magic, no energy radiated from the magic core, and no invisible creatures pushing it from behind. Where does the power to push it forward come from? Is it really released from the water? Inert Why can the water element release such a great power? Is it because there is a fire burning below?"

"Tyrant above, it's incredible."

Amidst the exclamation of the nobles, a middle-aged craftsman came up. He was muscular, dark-skinned, and his hair was disheveled.

He looked very excited, "Gentlemen and ladies, in front of you is a steam train, which has an extremely powerful carrying capacity and a speed of up to 19 sacred scales per hour."

"And its core power is the steam engine, a kind of machinery that turns water into steam by boiling water and then stimulates powerful power."

"With the steam engine, we no longer need to search for magic cores everywhere in order to make the airship fly; with the steam engine, we no longer have to keep our warships docked on the coast all year round because of the lack of magic cores; with With the steam engine, the distance of the world will become extremely short.”