This is just a routine disorder punishnt, harsher ones would probably make him unable to move.
Duncan was unaffected.
There were too many people, and while so relied on their tall and strong physique to forcefully jump the queue, as long as there was no commotion, no one paid attention.
The first batch of people erged after ten minutes.
Soon, the second batch also ca out after ten minutes inside.
So looked happy, so appeared excited, so looked disappointed, and a few individuals were directly taken away by church mbers. When they erged again, they had a mark of the chanical Church on their chest, which ant they beca part of the church, the lowest level of church followers.
Duncan was in the sixth row in front, a middle-aged man marked as ’cultist’ erged already wearing the church’s mark.
Even cultists dare to co, what would Duncan be afraid of?
The third batch quickly flowed in, Duncan was in the fifth column, entering a corridor lined with majestic steel carvings on both sides, giving a solemn appearance. Inside were coffin-like boxes, reminiscent of iron maidens, just a ter in diater, barely allowing movent.
The first column of people entered, so imdiately kneeled and prayed to the idol in front of the Shen Kan, a tal plate engraved with various prayers lay before them.
The queue soon reached Duncan. After entering, he first looked around curiously, then knelt on one knee before the Shen Kan.
This is a very sealed space.
External sounds were almost inaudible, with only the light overhead shining bright. In front lay a precise chanical gear lever structure, with bearers on both sides supporting a small Shen Kan. Inside, the statue was lifelike, resembling an exquisitely crafted steel figurine.
In front of Duncan was a Steel Angel, and behind the angel was a statue of the chanical God. This Divine Spirit had many facets, the most common one inside the Shen Kan was a robotic face, one eye being chanical, and the other eye empty.
"Praise the chanical God!"
Before Duncan was an iron plate, like a college podium, only fifty centiters. The iron plate had steel engravings, the first prayer was the phrase he just recited.
Dinsion Space, projection page.
In an instant.
A line of characters appeared on the projection page—"Power of Faith detected!"
The projection page constantly changed.
In a God’s perspective, countless rune conduits spread throughout the prayer room. The front interfaces were five hundred coffin-like compartnts, all chant the prayer, but so channel the Power of Faith, while others have no reaction, until the entire prayer is completed, which only ignites a tiny spark of faith.
The scene Duncan saw was like a circuit board, hidden beneath the Divine Hall, where they were battery cells; even re faint faith sparks were completely absorbed by the circuit board, eventually being channeled sowhere unknown.
"Special civilization form detected!"
"Marking in progress!"
"Target is [Earthly Divine Kingdom] civilization!... Entering Observer mode!..."
"Mark completed!..."
"Dinsion Observer recording new data!... Archive marked [Earthly Divine Kingdom] (political-religious unity) form!..."
"Exiting Observer mode."
Buzz.
In the Dinsion Space’s background pattern, on the right side of the feather-shaped nebula, a vast nebular pattern composed of countless chanical gears, levers, etc., appeared. It was as though vast levels of precise machined gears transford the entire sky into an orderly pyramid structure.
With marking completion, Duncan’s creation ability seed slightly altered, but now it was more important to observe everything before him.
The image on the projection page began to rise.
In an instant, Duncan saw black pyramids towering over the earth, even the smallest reaching several thousand ters, the largest tens of thousands of ters, piercing through the clouds. These were purely chanical creations, resembling world wonders, marking the planet’s energy field along the terrestrial veins. Surrounding these towering black pyramids were densely constructed Nest Cities, resembling beehives, continuously gathering energy and channeling it into the black pyramids visible before.
The top had beehives, the bottom was ant nests.
In the projection page, Duncan saw flowing Power of Faith, large energy conduits extending in all directions toward the Nest City regions, gathering countless faint faith sparks that, like converging currents, ford substantial magical power networks.
These were not the Wind of Magic Duncan had once seen, but large magical conduits, densely networked, collecting faith from heaven and earth, transmitting it into the towering black pyramids.
What he saw right now was truly magnificent!
In Duncan’s eyes, the entire planet transford into a massive hive, countless steel jungles attached to the black pyramids, under a God’s perspective, billions of beings were like inconsequential fireflies, finally contributing to the wondrous faith network enveloping the planet.
He even saw so things in the planet’s orbital sky.
Gasp!
Duncan suddenly thought of the Middle Ages’ future concept, one direction being extre political-religious unity, requiring the construction of nurous religious wonders.
Where is this leading ?
User Comments
0 comments from readers