I materialized a sci-fi fortress in a magical world.

Chapter 91. This thing is dangerous!

After listening to the dark history myths, Luo Yue looked at the illustrations drawn by Hai Mo.

Her painting skills were quite superb, and she painted the hellish scrolls of "Evil Gods Wreak Havoc on Earth" with great realism. Even Celestina praised her, saying that they were very similar to the paintings she had seen in the church before.

Compared to the old world's interpretation of the gods, Haimo's version has been somewhat beautified, no longer purely in the style of evil gods, but rather anthropomorphized.

Thus, the originally indescribable tentacle monster transformed into a humanoid tentacle monster with a human body and a large number of hands and feet emerging from its back.

What was originally just a bloody mess of organs like eyeballs and heart has transformed into various organs with hands and feet.

In comparison, it lacked some of the indescribable mystery, but was more eerie and bizarre.

Moreover, perhaps because Haimo is a paladin, even though there are some historical accounts in mythology about gods teaching humanity, she focuses on depicting the punishment of heretics, and that's what she draws.

Is this really not a hater?

As for these myths, and even the entire mythological system, they are actually not much different from those of the Old World—

A princess recited scriptures to him every day, so he gained some understanding of the mythology of the old world.

Including those paintings, Luo Yue recalled seeing similar content before.

Both sides also worship a being called the Supreme Creator God, regarding other gods as his offspring, appointing them as subordinate gods, and angels as his creations, regarding them as his followers.

Even the names of the Papacy and the Church are the same; the Papacy in the New World is actually called the "Supreme God Sect," while in the Old World it is called the "One Faith Sect."

If nothing unexpected happens, the beliefs of both worlds originate from the same source: a bunch of evil gods wreaking havoc on humanity.

This means that the old and new worlds must be interconnected, otherwise they wouldn't have evolved the same beliefs, languages, and spiritual systems.

But why don't the two worlds have any records of each other?

Luo Yue recalled this question that he had had before.

However, he currently has no further clues to ponder, so he can only put this issue aside for now and think about the more important problems at hand.

Should we integrate the arch-ruler's character into the mythology of the new world?

On an emotional level, of course, no one wants to. Who the hell wants to be with a bunch of tentacle monsters? Plus, they get an extra father and a whole bunch of brothers and sisters for no reason.

However, rationally speaking, the Papacy in the New World still has a certain influence, which is very beneficial to the promotion of the trading platform: its foundation is unfathomable, and it is unknown how much wealth it has accumulated. If it could all be extracted into [spirituality], it would probably be able to wholesale legendary equipment.

However, there are still hidden dangers. The god has only disappeared for two thousand years, and his fate is unknown. What if he returns or awakens one day?

We can't just say that someone is dead because their fate is unknown, can we?

After some hesitation, Luo Yue made a compromise.

He neither commented on the bizarre myths of the new world nor answered Haimo's questions. Instead, in front of everyone, he took out a piece of jewelry and went through the sacrificial process in a pretentious manner.

Hai Mo was waiting for Luo Yue to speak, but when she saw the jewelry in his hand disappear into thin air, she blinked and showed a thoughtful expression.

Luo Yue then sat down and brought up the previous topic with her: "I dare not speculate on the Governor's intentions, nor am I in a subordinate relationship with you, but you have seen that announcement. Although I drafted it, it was still the Governor's order, so how to do it in reality is up to you."

While Luo Yue was weighing the pros and cons, Hai Mo grabbed him and asked how to promote the prestige of the consul in reality, and also demanded to learn the corresponding rituals.

Moreover, he suddenly became excited as he spoke, and then grasped Luo Yue's hand, behaving with exceptional friendliness.

Luo Yue decided to pass the problem back to her. After all, he couldn't make up myths, couldn't paint, and knew nothing about rituals. Even if he wanted to make a name for himself in the world, he still had to leave such things to the professionals.

Haimo confidently replied, "Okay, I understand. This must be a test from the Governor. When I get back, I will immediately preside over the ceremony and offer sacrifices to the Governor to make up for my mistakes over the years."

Luo Yue nodded with satisfaction; it seemed his suggestion had worked.

Take the benefits first, and deal with the troubles later.

Just then, the time was almost up. Hai Mo, being the weakest seventh-tier among those present, whose body had already begun to fade, quickly stood up, bowed respectfully to Luo Yue, and then disappeared from everyone's sight.

The remaining two, Celestina and Don Quixote, both looked at Royo with hopeful eyes and asked, "Your Excellency, has this newcomer passed the test?"

Hai Mo was recommended by the two of them. According to the agreement in the announcement, after Luo Yue confirmed that she was qualified, both of them would receive 10 contribution points as a reward.

"qualified."

Luo Yue nodded, then spread his hands, revealing two small pendants that looked like waist tags, each engraved with a golden number 10.

He casually made this with a large slab of clay, and even put a little thought into the design, making it look quite exquisite, which made both Celestina and Don Quixote very happy.

However, 10 contribution points could only be exchanged for a useless decorative title. Neither of them were stupid enough to use it for that, so they carefully put the waist token away and resumed their respective cultivation.

Luo Yue, on the other hand, focused his attention on the large one, his gaze sweeping over the inverted clock tower, and began toying with the unidentifiable ball of light.

He had tried it before, but this thing couldn't be brought into reality, couldn't be absorbed, and didn't benefit from the enhancement of [Inspiration]. He couldn't understand what it could do.

As Haimo mentioned before, there are angels in the clock tower, but Luo Yue looked at them over and over for a long time and still couldn't figure out what kind of angels they were.

Could it be a fragment of an angel?

He seemed quite calm, unlike those bizarre and monstrous creatures from mythology that aid and abet evil.

"When Haimo comes in again next time, we'll deliberately put this out there for her to see and observe her reaction."

As Luo Yue was pondering this in his mind, Hai Mo's voice suddenly drifted into his ears again.

Immediately afterwards, he had a piece of scrap metal in his hand.

It looked very old and rusty, with only some patterns vaguely discernible beneath the rust, like fragments of some armor or weapon. Yet, a strange power fluctuation emanated from it, changing in intensity, as if it were breathing.

The next second, mystical intuition suddenly became excited, issuing a warning like banging drums.

This thing is dangerous!

Luo Yue's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly squeezed the scrap iron hard, crushing it into powder.

Then, he felt the breath from before flow out from between his fingers and merge into the ball of light.

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