house witch

Chapter 474. 473. A Hero Should Have a Monument to Remember

"Win, did we really win?"

"Am I dreaming, we actually beat off the army of the Church?"

"No, this is not a dream. Dreams don't hurt. Father and mother, I finally avenged you."

"Hahaha, the dog of the Church is nothing more than that, praise the power of the machine, long live the Mechanic Church."

"Yes, yes, praise the power of machinery, Mechanicism, no, long live Mechanicism."

"Long live the Mechanicus."

Although we are still on the cruel battlefield where corpses are strewn across the field, although the rebel army has lost more than half of its members, although the other half who survived by luck are also per capita, although many people are actually left hanging with their last breath , although there are countless severely injured and disabled people
However, all of this does not prevent the rebels from celebrating and cheering at this time. Let those sufferings and sorrows go to hell for the time being. At this moment, they only need to cheer and celebrate.

For a moment, the cheers of these new workers resounded through the sky, and probably only they could understand the complex emotions contained in the vent-like cheers.

If there is an angel who can see the faith clearly at this time, he will definitely be shocked by the huge wave of faith like a tsunami.

The chanting of tens of thousands of people in unison is so shocking, but what is even more shocking is that every time the slogan "Praise the power of machinery, long live the mechanical gods" sounds, there will be a terrifying power of faith like a giant Like a wave rushing forward.

The scale of this power of faith is so terrifying, even the harvest of one day in the Holy City when guiding tens of thousands of believers to hold sacrificial ceremonies once a month is nothing more than that.

A mere tens of thousands of people can produce a power of faith comparable to tens of millions of people. This can only be said that fanatics are really terrifying. No wonder almost all angels and gods of faith care so much for their fanatics.

It's a pity that there is no one to guide such a large amount of power of faith, and it can only be gathered in the two spokespersons of the Mechanicus in a rather simple and rude manner.

At this time, the house witch looks ordinary on the surface, but if someone can see the power of faith, then they will find that there is a huge power of faith gathered on her body, making her become like being surrounded by the sun of faith In the center of the sun, there is a hammer that suppresses everything like a sea needle, and there is a small crescent moon superimposed on the hammer.

The hammer is naturally the scripture of destiny, "Genesis", and the crescent moon represents the incarnation of the moon god. After all, Dorothy is indeed using the identity of the incarnation of the moon god at this time.

On the other hand, Denisa is in a similar situation, except that the Sun of Faith in her body is smaller than that of the House Witch. After all, the real Pope of the Mechanicus is Dorothy, and Miss Shepherdess is just the vice-pope.

Similarly, the center of Denisa's belief sun is also suppressed by a hammer, so that the beliefs gathered around are obediently restrained around the belief sun, and cannot be spread out at all.

This shows the gold content of the scriptures of destiny. Not only can people be immune to the possibility of being eroded by the reverse influence of faith, but it can also suppress faith and ensure that the power of faith that already exists will never be lost. This is a real artifact for players of faith.

It's a pity that Dorothy, who lost her original magical memory, doesn't remember how to play the Stream of Faith, so this artifact can only be temporarily dusted.

Not a big deal though, after all.
"How is it? Sisters, how is your harvest?"

Dorothy had just finished collecting the souls of the fallen comrades, and soon she saw several other witch sisters walking towards her, and the house witch asked quickly.

"The harvest is good, miss, this is what you want. I have tried to keep it as much as possible. It should be complete. Let's see if it can still be used."

Madeleine was the first to answer, and the battle-damaged demon warrior giant soldier she manipulated stretched out her hand, revealing the corpse of one of the low-level angels.

"Hey, I'm a little better than my sister. I caught a live one, but the body is still alive, and the spirit and soul just stopped. Be careful I confiscated it."

Audrey was a little triumphant at this time, the tail behind the nine-tailed giant soldier she was controlling stretched forward, and the long tails like a giant python were tightly wrapped around a giant that was still alive. A low-level angel with a breath of life.

"Sister, that, I only have a soul left, can I?"

The little witch Alice was a little ashamed when faced with her sister's inquiry at this time. She had just slapped her hard, and stopped for a while, and directly sucked the low-level angel as her opponent. Fortunately, she braked urgently at the last moment. At any rate, he retained a fairly complete angel soul.

And the last Mia-senpai was even more ashamed when she heard Alice's words, because all she could take out was a floor of minced meat.

"Well, I'm sorry, little fairy, he only has these left, and it's spilled all over the place. It's not very easy to collect."

This rich senior sister was a little afraid to look at the face of her sweetheart. Her golden heavy hammer and heavy armor giant soldier showed off the two super giant war hammers with some embarrassment, and she could vaguely see from the surface of the huge war hammer. Some minced meat, and the outline of a human figure made of flesh and blood, that was the last imprint left by her enemies on this world.

Her big sister's gentleness is only shown to her little goblins, but in the face of the enemy, she is a hopeless trembling. Almost no enemy can remain intact when the giant hammer is smashed down in a row.

Senior Mia only hated that the low-level angel who fought with her just now was not strong enough, why it scattered all over the ground with a hammer, it was really hard for her to collect it.

Dorothy: "."

Looking at the achievements of several good sisters, the house witch was speechless for a while.

Good guy, she can see that these good sisters of hers really have special skills.

But she still nodded, and then put away the corpses of these low-level angels and even the **** angel crumbs given by senior sister Mia.

These are important research materials for her next.

Although Dorothy can't see the power of faith now, she can guess that there must be a lot of power of faith gathered in her body without thinking about it, so she naturally has no reason to ignore such a powerful potential power.

She needs to master the method of manipulating and using the power of faith, and when it comes to experts in this field, the angels are the first to bear the brunt.

Of course, it is definitely impossible for the angels to teach this enemy how to use the power of faith, and Dorothy's original faith teacher, Sophilia, has become an enemy again. This forced house witch can only try to learn by herself.

The angels certainly can't teach with their mouths, but their bodies are very honest.

You know, for a necromancer, the corpse can speak.

Otherwise, how do you think that there are a lot of evolution templates of various races recorded in the evolution map in the reality of the witch world?It's impossible for the alien races to perceive the power of the witches, so they take the initiative to confess all the secrets of their race, right?

This is of course impossible.

In fact, most of the data of the evolutionary templates are finally summarized by the necromancy witches after studying the corpses of various alien species.

No one knows corpses better than the necromancers, and they know how to dissect them.

In reality, Dorothy also knows a thing or two about necromancy, but in this witch's night, she naturally doesn't understand necromancy, but this is the city of sin. Isn't it simple to be a necromancer?
In the previous five months, she had successfully found several necromancers hiding in the city, and after a cordial and friendly exchange, these necromancers generously decided to send all The skill was passed on to her.

With the help of so many "enthusiastic teachers", the house witch's necromancy attainment has also recovered quickly. I won't say how advanced it is now, but she thinks that she can start to try to write a "Evolution Atlas" by herself .

The evolution map of angels, this is the first topic chosen by the house witch to study.

After all, as long as she can successfully obtain the evolution map of the angels, then with the evolution ability of the hero's blood, and find a way to evolve a few angels' innate specialties, then it is not easy to master the manipulation and use of the power of faith loose?
What's more, Denisa's evolution template hasn't been found yet?Sure enough, the Lord God King has to be an angel template, otherwise I always feel a little weird.

In short, Dorothy accepted the "experimental materials" happily, and she even couldn't wait to go back to do the experiments, but there was a more important thing to do than research.

The house witch turned her head and looked at the comrades cheering for the Mechanicus. She stretched out her hand and pressed it slightly. As a result, the originally noisy battlefield seemed to be pressed for a moment. Silence, there is no sound at all.

This shows how high the prestige of Dorothy and the Mechanicus in the hearts of these comrades is.

And the house witch is obviously not the kind of leader who likes to talk nonsense. After seeing that everyone was quiet, she opened her mouth.

"Comrades, the joy of victory is important, but the great sacrifice should not be forgotten. Although we have won this battle, we have lost too many brothers and sisters. They are the key to this war. Heroes that we should praise and praise, Mechanicism does not need long live, but heroes need to be immortal, they should not just die out in obscurity."

The house witch bowed her head silently, her eyes swept across the entire battlefield, looking at the blood and sorrow all over the ground, Dorothy's eyes were lowered, and the sadness could not be concealed in her eyes.

And hearing her words, the workers who had been indulging in the joy of defeating the church also lowered their heads one after another. They looked at the forever fallen figures of their comrades-in-arms on the ground, and felt mixed feelings for a while.

At this moment, sadness is spreading.

We were all co-workers who worked in a factory once. Although the five months together seemed short, it was enough to turn strangers into adults or even friends.

And now, they lost half of their friends forever.

Looking at those once fresh lives that have now turned into cold corpses, how can this not make people feel sad.

It's just that their sacrifices were not in vain, they had just won this battle.

And indeed, as Sister Dorothy said just now, the first merit of this battle should be given to those comrades who have fallen into eternal sleep. They are all good-looking and true heroes. They should indeed be remembered, not forgotten.

But, how to make the heroes immortal?
The workers naturally don't know the answer to this question, but they know that there are people who understand what they don't understand, so everyone turned their attention to the two sisters of the Mechanicus, especially Sister Dorothy who was giving a speech .

Everyone is waiting for her word.

Everyone trusted her wholeheartedly.

"Dear comrades, I have also heard that the so-called believers in the church have the opportunity to ascend to heaven after death, and then enjoy the blessings in heaven."

However, what the nun said next made the workers frown. They have indeed heard such a statement. After all, this is one of the core selling points of the Radiance Church. People are miserable enough when they are alive, who would Don't you want your soul to find peace after death?

Therefore, in the face of such a chance that as long as you believe in God, you can enjoy blessings after death, or even have blessings in your next life, many ignorant and uneducated civilians will be easily fooled, and then they will be fooled by the missionaries of the church. believers in the church.

However, as the objects of oppression by the church for a long time, the workers who have long been completely disappointed with the Radiance Church actually don't really believe in the church's propaganda. They are vaguely questioning the authenticity of the so-called heaven.

But now, the Mechanicus suddenly mentioned this, maybe they also wanted to create a theory similar to heaven, which made the workers vaguely vigilant.

It's not that they don't believe in Mechanicism anymore, it's that they are afraid of well ropes after being bitten by snakes for ten years.

Fortunately, what Sister Dorothy said next made their suspended hearts fall again.

"Unfortunately, comrades, the so-called heaven does not actually exist, it is just a wonderful deception promoted by the church, our Mechanic Church naturally does not have a heaven, and we should not believe that there is such a so-called offer of faith to get tickets Heaven."

"Some people are still alive, but they are actually dead, and some people are dead, but they will live in our hearts forever."

"Comrades, in my opinion, as long as we can always remember these heroes and remember their great sacrifices and outstanding contributions, then they can live in our hearts forever."

"No, not only us, even our descendants should not forget the achievements of these ancestors. We should set up a monument for the heroes to remember them forever."

The house witch is giving a speech
　Alas, I only slept for four hours in the past two days. I am already stupid. I finished this chapter with my drowsiness and went to sleep. Good night everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)