Firefly Journey

Chapter 215 Winter in Nakas (4)

After discussion, Lin Yuanran and others formulated a specific hunting plan.

Roughly speaking, by taking advantage of Wendy's "Mechanic" abilities, a trap is first set up in a certain location, and then Shazo lures the giant rhinoceros into it.

Although it has long been proven that Wendy's gadgets have limited effect on Starkar, they can still have some impact on it, however slight, but that is enough.

Then, Lin Yuanran, Sylph, and others seized the opportunity to launch a barrage of attacks using divine pronouncements.

To be honest, this wasn't a particularly clever tactic; it was just a common trap. But faced with such a huge power gap, there weren't many better options, so we had no choice but to give it a try.

Lin Yuanran mentally prepared himself, knowing that it was unlikely to succeed, but it didn't matter, since he hadn't had high expectations to begin with.

Lin Yuanran helped Wendy set up the trap.

Wendy kept wading through the shallow water, occasionally pulling a sensor grenade from her pocket and burying it in the soft mud.

Lin Yuanran couldn't offer any help and could only watch from the sidelines.

In fact, the Church of Mechanical Wings differs from the traditional Church of the Seven Ancestral Gods in both its profession and its oracles.

The principle of magic is to draw upon the magical power within the body, allowing it to interact with the surrounding environment and thus become an oracle.

The magic of the Church of Mechanical Wings is less a divine decree and more a manifestation of technological power.

The mechanical assistant floating beside Wendy is essentially a product of alchemical technology; even ordinary people can create it if they understand the core principles.

However, every time Wendy sets up a trap, it genuinely emits magical fluctuations; this is not a lie.

Lin Yuanran speculated that the God of Machinery and Technology was a great genius, comparable to Edison or Watt in this world. He broke through the shackles of his predecessors, combining magic and physics to create the alchemy technology we know today.

This "Eighth Ancestral God" was most active in the period closest to modern times. If he were still alive, the Pangaea might have entered the technological age, just like Earth.

However, at the height of alchemical technology, He suddenly disappeared, even strictly forbidding the transfer of core technologies, leaving everyone wondering what He was up to.

Lin Yuanran shook his head and said, "I've never been to Chernobog. Can you tell me what it's like there?"

In the letter, Wendy mentioned Chestanton's masterful craftsmanship more than once. But that was on paper, and it couldn't compare to a real person's description.

Wendy stopped setting the trap and slowly walked towards him.

"In my letter, I said that there are mechs in Chernobog that are bigger than three carriages. It's not an exaggeration at all; they really are there."

Wendy had no idea that the boy she liked came from another world, a world that lacked everything except imagination.

She spoke with great enthusiasm, wanting to share everything she had seen and heard with Ario.

"Each mech has a unique number. I don't know the exact number, but it's definitely in the double digits."

It is equipped with the latest alchemical weapons, which are comparable to the powerful battle oracle.

Most importantly, like other alchemical creations, these mechs are not picky about pilots. Even an ordinary person, as long as they master the relevant technology, can easily operate them.

Lin Yuanran listened quietly, and seeing that the girl was getting into it, he pretended to be naive and agreed with her in surprise.

Wendy was very happy; she felt she had grown a lot.

Lin Yuanran gained a deeper understanding of Chern City. All signs indicated that the God of Machinery and Technology had ideas that were different from ordinary people.

Mechs and alchemical weapons—these things could easily be used in war, yet he prevented them from leaving the country. It seems He is a peace-loving god.

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In contrast to the snowfield, at the southernmost part of this alternate dimension lies a giant active volcano.

The volcano erupted, lava burst forth, and scalding liquid mixed with debris surged wildly in all directions.

Even in the ocean of lava, there are protruding rocks. On one of these rocks, two figures stand facing each other.

One of them was Sabrina, who was in bad shape at the time, with a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, indicating that she had suffered a serious injury.

Opposite her stood a young man with an extremely arrogant expression; he was none other than Locke, a third-level awakener from the Debasa Empire.

Locke's profession makes him very good at close combat, and coincidentally, although Sabrina's main profession is "water mage", she also likes close combat.

The two fought fiercely on this active volcano over a piece of obsidian, and the magical fluctuations they caused triggered a volcanic eruption.

Despite using all her skills against a Level 3 Awakener, Sabrina couldn't gain the slightest advantage and ended up in a sorry state.

However, she held the obsidian firmly in her hand.

The outcome is decided, and Sabrina's defeat is evident, but her inherent pride prevents her from admitting defeat. Even if she is eliminated, she will be eliminated in a spectacular way.

Locke laughed and said, "I originally thought that only Feng Ling from St. Louis Academy could be my opponent, but I didn't expect that there would be someone like you. The Holy See of Light is indeed very powerful."

Although his words were flattering, his expression was nonchalant; he was merely being polite.

Sabrina could see through it, but she wasn't angry. She just smiled and said, "With your strength, you'd probably be crushed if you met Feng Ling."

Locke frowned, clearly annoyed by the remark.

In the Debasa Empire, in Heloise, he was always the one crushing others; he was never the one being crushed.

He was enraged by Sabrina's disrespect.

"Is that so? Too bad you won't get to see me fight her!"

After casually uttering this remark, Locke suddenly sprang up, leaping from the protruding rock. In half a second, his fist came into Sabrina's view.

"Oracle. Whirlpool Mirror".

Sabrina silently recited a mantra, placed her hands in front of her, and a blue vortex formed by water magic firmly held her in place.

Locke was extremely impatient. He roared and suddenly released his clenched fist, forcefully shattering the vortex mirror.

The water magic shattered into countless fragments, scattering in all directions. Sabrina finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed backward, exhausted.

The obsidian she possessed was also lost in the flood.

Locke didn't even glance at it before turning and leaving.

Anyway, with the butterfly rune as a backup, no one will die; at most, they'll be teleported out. And after Sabrina is eliminated, her points will automatically reset to zero and be transferred to Locke.

boom!

Sabrina stepped back, knelt on one knee by the training field, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and sighed helplessly.

If only I were a little stronger, I could at least escape and save my points, even if I couldn't beat Locke.

With Sabrina's points reaching zero, St. Louis Academy's ranking plummeted, instantly falling to outside the top twentieth.

Sabrina glanced at the standings and looked dejected.