Wasteland Echoer.

Chapter 520: Official Awakening (Part ) (Wright Returns)
"It's interesting that the righteous people killed the evil but created a disaster land. I'd like to hear more about it." Hearing this, Wright's panic calmed down a little and he asked with interest.

"That happened in the middle of the human era..." The face of the Lord of Eternal Red became distorted and hideous for a few seconds because of the sudden pain. After it eased a little, he said in a hoarse voice:

"In the 103rd year of the human era, Cruzd Emperor Peter II, also known as Peter Mamousnov Rurik, chose to expand to the cold northwest region in order to expand the living space of the Cruzd people."

"Expansion is a nice way of saying it, but it's actually a war of aggression, right?" Wright said frankly.

"That's right." Lord Yongchi nodded slightly and continued:
"At that time, the eastern road was occupied by the Central Empire and the Aventlai Empire, so Peter II had to develop in the northwest direction. So he set his sights on the vast territory where the Ashuang Tribe, the Winternos Tribe, and the Sweet Tribe roamed.

"There, the Winternos River surrounds it, with the dense Yongchi forest on the right side of the river. The north leads directly to the only ice-free port, the Demon City, and the west is the endless ice ocean leading to the Land of the Old Ones. Although the geographical conditions here do not seem to be as good as the southern coast of the central lake controlled by the Putoya Empire, it can be regarded as a paradise in the ice and snow wasteland."

"This is the territory we stand on, right?" Wright speculated.

"Of course." Lord Yongchi continued:

"From the moment Peter II set his strategic goal here, the fate of these three tribes completely slid into the abyss and endless darkness. At that time, there was no humanism, no enlightenment thought, and no complete laws and continental rules dominated by Putuoya.

"Humans are also a synonym for barbarism, they just treat their own people with a little more care. Peter II sent two legions called "Iron" and "Hope". After only one month, the three tribes were reduced to just names in historical records. Everything is gone, even the crimson mist, which disappeared under the scorching sun three days later."

"What a brutal massacre," Wright commented bluntly:

"The bloody history will eventually be paid by the descendants who are powerless to cause the bloodshed. This is the law of history and the 'principle' established by the Creator, right?"

"That's true. The Creator did establish similar 'laws'. However..." The Lord of Eternal Red smiled bitterly and said:

"In order to deceive God, Peter II chose to submit letters to the main patriarchs and cardinals of the Orthodox Church in Cruz and Constantinie. They claimed that they received guidance from the Creator in their dreams and believed that Satan's deacons had bewitched the three tribes. They did this under the order of the 'Eternal Red Flame' to cleanse the bodies of those poor people with the fire of karma and guide them to the heavenly land of endless light and happiness."

"How shameless. But what does this have to do with the righteous boy and monsters?" Light shrugged in the Putoya style he learned in the Hinet Empire, spread his hands, and asked in confusion.

"That's because the real master was deceived, so the disaster was brought down." The Lord of Eternal Red raised his head slightly, revealing a wonderful and creepy smile, staring at Wright's dark pupils, and continued to explain in a hoarse voice:
"In fact, the power of the gods is neither simple nor complex. To bring disaster to the world, all you need to do is kick a small stone at a certain moment. That small stone falls from a high place and eventually turns into a gorgeous dance of landslides."

"Butterfly Effect." Wright used the knowledge he learned in the previous world to analyze:

"When a butterfly flaps its wings on the Amazon River, a hurricane hits the entire South American continent. What you mean by simple is that the action of kicking this stone may seem simple, but being able to accurately calculate the development of a series of related events afterwards is something that only gods can do, right?"

"You are very smart, Wright, so you are a person with 'divinity'. In fact, in my opinion, whether it is the Lord believed by the Crusaders or the Lord believed by the Putoyas, they are just one of the hundreds of billions of incarnations of the Creator in this world." The Lord of Eternal Red said in an affectionate tone:
“He can see through the connection between the origins of all things, so he only slightly increased the dark magic power in the middle of the Winternos River, which caused the resentment of the three innocent souls of the tribes that were wiped out to over-condense, resulting in chaos and mutation.”

"Is this... cause and effect?" Wright asked.

"Perhaps." Lord Yongchi smiled bitterly.

"In short, except for a few settlements with abundant supplies protected by newly built churches, the Crusaders have not set foot in this area filled with strange vines, dark swamps, and bloody snow for thousands of years.

"Until the middle of the Steam Element, the river banks were constantly eroded by dark forces, and finally a purple lake was formed."

"Purple lake?" Wright asked curiously.

"Yes, it is the purple lake." Lord Yongchi replied in a positive tone:

"The water of resentment condenses into endless anger, the red sun stirs up the furious soul, the breath of darkness shapes the body of the monster, and the sound of steam eliminates the power of the devil.

"By a 'coincidence' that had been arranged long ago, a monster appeared here. It was named by the organization that had been banned long ago. If the strong 'sorrow' here had not completely corroded my brain, the name of the monster should be 'Steel Dream Binding', and its number is 'MB-1914'." "Then, do you still remember the detailed information about the 'Steel Dream Binding'?" Wright asked, his brain told him that the information about this ranked monster was very important.

"Of course." The Lord of Eternal Red's answer made Wright feel a little relieved, and he continued:

"The danger and importance level of this rank monster are both defined as 'S', which means 'most dangerous and most important' level. It is very large, with the appearance of a mechanical human, and a layer of armor that is either made of aluminum or steel and is as 'round' as a steel pot."

"How big is it?" Wright demanded.

"It is about 20 meters tall, and one of its feet is larger than you or me. But when it fights people, it does not win by strength, but by mental manipulation." The Lord of Eternal Red explained:

"Among the original three tribes, the Ashuang tribe is good at guiding humans into dreams. The witch doctor in their tribe is very famous and once treated the Cruzde Emperor Raynor III. The Winternos tribe is good at manipulating human bodies, and their puppets are even better than the Chaos Group. The Sweet tribe is good at extracting essence from all kinds of life, either for healing or harm.

"These abilities, in fact, are nothing compared to Peter II's legion. A round of archery or a charge by the legion can completely destroy these magics that require a lot of time to prepare and chant. In the Steam Age, a small silver bullet can also break extraordinary power in an instant."

"They may be weak when separated, but they will definitely be very strong when combined. Isn't that the truth, Lord of Eternal Red?" Light analyzed.

"That's right." Lord Yongchi expressed his approval:

"The huge body gives the 'Steel Dream Binding' excellent defensive capabilities. Even the 'Hyacinth' artillery is powerless against it. Moreover, within the control magnetic field it creates, the soldiers of the Cruzde Empire will become abnormal, crazy, talk nonsense, and even attack indiscriminately.

"Even experienced magicians or patriarchs can inadvertently enter a dream and be unable to distinguish between dreams and reality. They will either get lost or die. The dream created by the 'Steel Dream Binding' is extremely long. Those unfortunate ones usually go for months without food or water. Their bodies will not become thinner, but will gradually harden, turning them into a special existence that is half human and half stone."

"Similar to Medusa?" Wright asked, thinking of the demon goddess who could turn people into stone.

"Perhaps." The Lord of Eternity replied:

"It's just that in a dream, these people might be irritable, anxious, confused and painful, or they might be excited, happy, cheerful and happy. Maybe it's another real parallel universe. Who knows.

“However, the soldiers controlled by the magnetic field are not so lucky. They will become irritable and have special hallucinations. Sometimes they will take off their clothes and do indecent behavior. Some will feel that there are bugs in their brains and use sharp blades to forcibly cut open their brains.

"Some felt like they had fallen into an ice cave and tried to soak in molten steel. Some even thought that Emperor Crusad was an ugly lizard demon and almost killed him with a rifle."

"That's crazy enough." Wright muttered.

"In fact, within the range of magnetic field control, the 'Steel Dream Binding' not only emits rays that affect the mind, but also extends ropes composed of electric current to restrict humans' instinctive escape behavior. It was not until a young man named Light Hain came here with a 'half-dragon' named Adaroni that the problem was completely solved."

"Wright Hein, this name again." Wright sighed lightly.

"You and he have the same name, so there is a natural affinity between you two." The Lord of Eternal Red smiled and said:

"But this 'Light' is more powerful than you and I, and more powerful than we can imagine. He and the 'half-dragon' have the ability to be free from any mental control and mind guidance, and their magic power attributes are not suppressed by electricity and fire.

"So, they swaggered and easily walked in front of the 'Steel Dream Binding' among the twisted and squirming imperial soldiers with different expressions. With just a leap and a sword, they split it into two pieces of debris that could no longer move.

"It's a pity that what he and the 'half-dragon' didn't know was that the physical entity of the 'Steel Dream Binding' was indeed destroyed, but its power disappeared along with the lake and sank into the ruins underground."

(End of this chapter)