With the appearance of the power of the golden color, the oppressive feeling unique to the Calamity Beast finally appeared, but because this is only 3/666 of the power, it is not effective at all:
"Is this the sin of gold that you bear?"
Jenkins asked loudly, the World Tree emblem under his feet was getting bigger and bigger. He didn't care about consumption at all, and used all the power given by the World Tree just now. The phantom of the tree symbolizing the World Tree appeared behind him, and then gradually merged with the giant steel tree under his feet.
If the number of these ants exceeds a hundred, Jenkins may have a very headache, but there are only three, the power bestowed by the World Tree is enough, and some are even wasted by Jenkins.
"Speaking of which, although the church didn't record who sealed you back then, I seem to understand now."
The entire metal giant tree is glowing, dispelling the dense fog on the island. Just like the island in the middle of the lake in Jenkins' dream, flowers and green grass appear layer upon layer on the land of the island, and the green light spots are like naughty elves, swaying with the wind.
Even if there is no sunshine, even if there is no blue sky, Jenkins still tries to restore the dream scene as much as possible.
The emblem of the World Tree seedling under his feet gradually expanded, and then moved to the body of the three ants. The power of the World Tree restores the golden silver-gray alloy to its original appearance. On the branches of the giant metal tree, because of the overlap with the power of the World Tree, some vine-like patterns appear, which represent the power of life and the power of metal. combination.
The three ants in the green spider web are covered by the emblem of the World Tree seedling. They struggled hard, frantically devouring the power around them, trying to destroy the giant tree like they did thousands of years ago.
But the emblem that symbolizes the identity of the savior shrinks, gathering like a ring, trapping them firmly in it.
It's as if there is an invisible space under the ants. They are completely imprisoned by the power of the world tree. With the ring formed by the emblem, they sink into the invisible space little by little. Only the last whine was left, and Jenkins heard the cry of ants for the first time.
The golden ants will once again sleep in this strange environment until the next ten-thousand-year cycle. But at that time, new candidates will come to seal them.
The steel silver-gray canopy swayed with the wind, green light spots danced around Jenkins, and the darkness of the sky could not suppress it at all. The huge power given by the World Tree has been fully exerted by him. Because this power is too great, the abnormal scene on Hexin Island may continue for a while.
The crown and trunk of the steel tree, due to the erosion of the spirit of life, appeared the lines of vines and the lines of spells that the ancient elves learned from the lines of the world tree. Moss covered the base of the trunk, and vines dangled from the metal branches. After the disaster of metalization, this is a scene that no one has ever imagined.
"But, you easily squandered the power of the World Tree, did you forget that I'm still here?"
The voice of the metal head surrounds the ears again:
"I thought that you would keep the blessings given to you by the World Tree as much as possible, and use them in the next battle with me."
"No, the power of World Tree is most suitable here."
Jenkins looks to the sky:
"Come out, the golden ants can only be regarded as side dishes for this treacherous environment, and you are the one who really wants to reduce all my power and let me go to the ninth floor as a mortal." The key."
"You are indeed very clever."
The bell exploded in the sky, and the black clouds in the sky gradually opened. The huge shadow became clearer and clearer behind the thick fog, as if the moon appeared on the high-altitude surface.
Gradually, the dense fog dissipated, and the brass color appeared above the shadows.
Jenkins saw the blade-like mouth, the mountain-like nose, the butterfly-like ears, and the brass eyes that seemed to be able to see the world.
A huge metal head appeared after the thick fog. It was obviously the one that Jenkins tore down over the Nolan Church, but it was even bigger than the last one.
It is suspended above the sky, dispelling all the dense fog, allowing Jenkins standing on the canopy to clearly see the cities on both sides of the river bank and the distant skyline.
Pushing aside the thick clouds, the whole world unfolds in front of you—
Under the dark night, the metal world spontaneously spreads light, which is cold and orderly. Above the earth of steel, everything in the world is a machine. The chorus of the steam engine is the only melody in this world. Among the thousands of lights in the steel city, there are busy gear people who are constantly busy day and night.
Steel bridges span the river, iron horses pull copper carts carrying coal and fuel, and the continuous flow provides energy cycles for the world. The towering steel forests everywhere, the pieces of metal sorghum swaying with the wind, everything seems to be exactly the same, and the cold order rules everything, allowing the world to move forward in silence.
Only the names of the rebels are engraved on the steel tombstones standing in the suburban cemetery. The names of those brave men shone with brass-colored brilliance under the night sky, but there were no corpses in the tomb, because the transformed steel bodies would never stop, and they would carry their own matter and energy and become the eternal soul of the land of steel. a part of.
The bell rang for all of this, and the surround sound of the huge head announced everything here:
"Savior, welcome to my world!"
The scope of the paradox will definitely not cover the entire world. It is really hard to say where is the limit and which part is just a part of the illusory background.
But at this moment the dense fog completely receded, and the black sky was gradually covered by a dim yellow light. There are many overhead pipes in the sky, and the huge flying gear whales made a loud and clear cry in the sky.
All of this is different from when it first entered the Paradise, which represents a rather terrifying fact that the difference engine on the ninth floor is rapidly becoming stronger. It is on the ninth floor, controlling the eighth floor, showing its gradually increasing power little by little.
"Save! World! Those!"
The huge head in the sky opened its mouth, and with its roar, red deadly rays gathered in the mouth. Then, the light beam pierced through the air and penetrated downwards. At that moment, the world in front of Jenkins seemed to stop.
On the right hand appeared a book representing [Theory of Ten Thousand Machines]. The giant silver-gray steel tree under his feet responded to the call, and at the same time gathered the power that symbolized "machinery" and "life", mixed with the thick and almost suffocating atmosphere of this world. "Death", the three forces were once again perfectly controlled by Jenkins.