Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

Cheng Cheng thought for a moment and then briefly described the structural principles of firearms, as well as the basic principles of various firearms such as fully automatic guns and artillery.

"Young Miss...who told you this knowledge?" The bodyguard was increasingly shocked as he listened. "Such a systematic weapon design could change the world, yet I've never heard of it before—did you develop it yourself?"

"Can you really build something just by listening to these things?" Cheng Cheng asked rhetorically.

"That's enough. We can make a prototype within three days. Mass production will take time..." The bodyguard was extremely excited, pausing incoherently, "With this weapon, humanity will have a new means to fight demons. Miss, this invention can truly change the world!"

"That's good. Make some prototypes and try them out next time you come to the dungeon."

After giving instructions to the bodyguards, Cheng Cheng thought for a moment and whispered to Sylvia, "I'm about to leave."

"Huh? So fast?" Sylvia asked, somewhat surprised. "Aren't you going to continue playing with my body?"

What do you mean, "play with your body"...

“I’ll probably be back tomorrow.” Cheng Cheng gritted his teeth. “Didn’t you want to join the Primordial God Cult? If so, you need to become stronger. Be sensible after I leave and go train your body properly.”

I hope this game character can level up while offline.

"Oh," Sylvia replied weakly.

Just as Cheng Cheng was about to click "Leave Game," he caught a glimpse of a female orc walking out of a tent.

"and many more."

Cheng Cheng, sword in hand, strode to the female orc's side. Just as she showed wariness and confusion, he drew his sword and slashed!

"Clap!"

The female orc's head fell to the ground, her body slumped down, and was then burned to ashes by Cheng Cheng with a fireball.

"Phew...that feels good. I really haven't forgotten my original intention!"

Cheng Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, but Sylvia in his mind was shocked by the scene: "Wait, Mr. Mambo! Why did you kill her!"

"Why should I, Cheng Cheng, need to explain my actions to others?"

After leaving behind this message, Cheng Cheng laughed heartily and exited the game!

Sylvia opened her mouth, wanting to persuade Mr. Mambo not to kill innocent people indiscriminately, but at that moment she realized that she could control her body.

She screamed, nearly falling over from the shock, quickly regaining her balance. Then, she stared blankly at the female orc's ashes, sighing softly, her voice devoid of any emotion: "Has my body... returned?"

"Hmph, he played with me and ran, leaving me with such a mess. What a despicable guy... What did he mean by the last name he mentioned?"

"Cheng Cheng... Is that Mr. Mambo's real name? It sounds like the name of the Elf Empire."

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Theocracy.

A pearl atop the mountain, a divinely bestowed fortress, the source of the builders' faith.

Its territory is no more than ten thousand miles, and its population is less than one hundred thousand, yet it makes even the mighty Elven Empire lower its eyes when it looks at it from afar.

This is because it was the destiny laid out by the Amber God of the Kingdom before he mended the heavens, and six divine messengers who carried out His will and followed in His footsteps have guarded this place for a thousand years without ceasing.

Their names will surely be sung in the Psalms—Clement III, the "Pope"; Felix, the "Lovers"; Malphite, the "Tower"; Judas, the "Demon"; and Chaos, the "Sun"—

And the "Wheel of Fortune," the prophesied saintess Serafina.

However, now, the throne of the gods is showing signs of wear and tear. The "Sun" hangs in the dome, its radiance bestowing its mercy upon the mortal world; the "Lovers" have been lost for a thousand years, their whereabouts a mystery; the "Demon" has imprisoned himself in a bronze prison... Only the three remaining still follow the footprints carved by the Amber God on the lapis lazuli slab, carrying their burdens forward.

St. Clement's Cathedral.

This is the heart of the Holy Land, a place where gold and oaths intertwine. In the deepest part of the temple, within the mirror palace suspended in the clouds, the prophecy foretells the awakening of the saintess Serafina from her long dream.

Her face was exquisitely beautiful, but her eyes were covered with a silver veil. With the silent support of her maid, she walked towards the bath, her bare feet stepping on the warm jade brought from the Elven Empire, and slowly immersed herself in the water where bright red roses and newly blooming olive branches floated. Her waist-length silver hair rippled in the water, like a handful of scattered moonlight.

The maidservant scooped up spring water with a silver bowl and slowly poured it down the curve of her shoulders and neck.

Just then, a memory that didn't belong to her suddenly surfaced in her mind.

It was a cold, hard file record:

File Number: Upper-Level -03

Codename: Gun Demon

"Description: A colossal body approximately 200 meters tall, its head composed of a giant pistol and a demonic face, its chest piled high with the skulls of countless shooting victims, its arms and back composed of numerous firearms, and its legs replaced by countless bullet belts. Although its rank is only that of a high-ranking demon, amplified by the intense fear of humans, its destructive power has reached and surpassed that of some demon lords."

"The Advent Record: On September 12th, Amber Calendar 957, at 3:18:21 PM, it descended upon the St. Roth Cathedral in the center of the Kingdom of Evangelism. A pure and violent rain of metal bullets instantly swept away all life within a 3000-meter radius. No buildings or fortifications could withstand it. The heads of all men within a 2000-meter radius were baptized by bullets, and all children within a 1500-meter radius were pierced through like thin paper, resulting in the deaths of 36,545 people. Then it disappeared."

「降临记录：琥珀历957年9月12日，下午3点19分25秒，于高天国BH市冬原街降临并发动能力，确认到周围约5公里内，所有诞生月份1、2、3、5、6、8、9、11、12的生物心脏因急性金属中毒而停止跳动，造成26，013人死亡，随后消失」

"Advent Record: September 12th, Amber Calendar 957..."

"Arrival Record..."

Total confirmed deaths: 1,020,551

"The list of the dead is as follows: Garrett, Toby, Elton, Roy, Mogg, Giles, Pip, Hilda, Nina, Rosa, Baker..."

Status: Defeated

"Slayer: Queen Alvira of the Kingdom"

"Method of subjugation: Queen Alvira sacrificed twenty-two years of her lifespan and all her memories to drive the Source Essence ■■, erasing the concepts, entities, and memories of all firearms from the cognition and records of all races worldwide, so that the Demon of the Gun would no longer be feared by any life, and thus went into seclusion."

"This file is sealed within the memories of the prophetic saintess Serafina, and will not be automatically released until the concept of firearms reappears."

"..."

Serafina abruptly rose from the water, her veiled eyes gazing into the invisible void, as if looking directly at the massacre that lasted only 352 heartbeats, the silent lament of millions of dead echoing in her memory.

Memories that should not exist, the ashes of the past that had been completely burned away by the source matter, are resurrected at this moment.

"Knowledge of firearms has spread, and the wheel of fortune has turned..." she whispered to her maid, her voice trembling like a taut harp string, "Quickly summon His Majesty Clement to the audience. Tell him—"

She paused, tilting her ear slightly, as if listening to the sound of fate's thread breaking.

“Tell him that the demon of war is about to descend.”

Chapter 20, The Strongest in Ancient Times VS The Strongest in Modern Times

One of the nine primordial enemies blocked by the Amber God, the Demon of the Victory War.

It seems to have been sealed by the Amber God, but if one day the whole world is engulfed in war, countless people will fear war, and that powerful fear will give Him the opportunity to bypass the divine barrier of the amber and descend to the world.

Therefore, for thousands of years, He has exerted His influence on the world countless times, causing endless strife among the nations—

However, all of His attempts ended in failure.

The three children of war—the "Sun" nuclear explosion demon, was slain by the Lightbringer Chaos a thousand years ago; the "Chariot" chariot demon also died at the hands of an imperial general a hundred years ago; and the last gun demon was completely sealed away by the Queen of the Kingdom of Konoma, thus ending the era of firearms in human history.

Now, the conflict has been reignited.

Among the world's three great powers, the Elf Empress is ambitious and eager to conquer everything in sight in order to completely control the empire's dragon vein—the [Glory] essence.

The kingdom's princess has gone missing, the queen is nearing the end of her life, and undercurrents are brewing in the election for a new queen—once the queen passes away, there will be no leader, and chaos is inevitable once again.

Conflict seems inevitable, and now, the concept of firearms is being brought up again, which will surely ignite a wildfire that will set the entire world ablaze.

"In conclusion, I believe that the demon of war is about to descend."

—Thus spoke Saint Seraphine during an audience with Pope Clement III.

"Just a judgment?"

Clement III, clad in magnificent robes, sat upon his throne, raising his clouded eyes. "And not a prophecy made by authority?"

"If needed, Your Majesty, I can try."

“No need,” Clement III said with a wry smile. “If you were to make an ominous prediction, it might cause the people to collapse and bring about a great calamity…”

The power of the Wheel of Fortune is to divine the future of the entire world; it symbolizes not the future, but destiny.

This also means that the prophecy will inevitably come true—even if people make every effort to prevent the prophecy from coming true, everything will turn around and push this "cause" to become the final "effect".

"Instead of that, let's find out who discovered the firearms," ​​the Pope said after a moment's thought. "Send the secret guards to assassinate him and try to slow down the spread of the firearms."

Serafina nodded slightly, removed the veil from her eyes, opened them, and gazed at the endless starry sky above the dome—

"It is... Sylvia de Claire, daughter of 'Justice' Vilette."

At this point, Serafina frowned slightly: "Strange, her fate should have ended abruptly with a kidnapping by the cult of the Primordial God, but it has miraculously continued to this day. I can't see her fate any further, as if it were shrouded in a deep fog—should we use 'prophecy'?"

“No, now that we know who it is, we should just kill them.” The Pope shook his head. “Villette’s revenge is indeed a concern, but it is far less important than your health—your eyesight has only recently recovered. If you see something you shouldn’t, you might go completely blind.”

"I've already used it."

"what?"

"Because it's so rare, people are very curious."

Ignoring the Pope's questioning, Seraphine smiled, but the smile froze on her face as soon as it appeared.

The next moment, silvery-white blood gushed from his eyes!

"Aaaaaah! My eyes! My eyes!"

The saintess screamed and collapsed to the ground, rolling and struggling. The pope instinctively stepped forward to comfort her, but was unintentionally kicked away, falling against a wall more than ten meters away, coughing up a trace of dark red blood: "Serafina! Be quiet!"

"Ouch! That hurts! Why didn't you stop me?!"

"I fucking stopped you! You never learn your lesson, you haven't changed in hundreds of years!"

"Waaaaah..."

After a long while, the Holy Maiden finally regained her composure.

The maids quickly cast healing spells, straightened her clothes, and put a blindfold on her. Only then did the Pope cautiously step forward and ask, "With such a commotion, what did you see?"

"This is a major event! An absolutely major event! Don't even think about killing her! No, not only can we not kill her, we have to help her!" The Holy Maiden said, then a sudden inspiration struck her, "Hmm, that's it! Let's start by helping her become the new Queen of Konoma!"

"Huh? But we already chose to let..."

"Sylvia's fate is far more important than either of ours!"

Serafina took the tea offered by the maid, raised her head, and her tightly closed eyes seemed to gaze into the infinite distance: "Even with my powers, I still cannot see her future, only a 'prophecy' at the end of the threads of fate—"

"Alas! The star god with immense power..."

You will "restrain" your nature, embrace "glory," and define heaven, earth, all things, and all people with "order."

—But it made us realize that we were nothing more than puppets "controlled" by you!

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