The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 541: Pre-War Deception
In a world where great power belongs to oneself, the struggle for power is no longer something that can be resolved by intrigue alone. The struggle between the two sides will start from the most basic assassination and develop to the point where both sides directly set up a posture to start a civil war.

The Royal Court faction chose to go to war, so the Church faction would naturally not remain silent. After receiving the news of the assassination, Tyre passed the news to the cardinal who was also a member of the Church faction, while mobilizing his private army to retaliate against the Royal Court faction.

The day after the Royal Court assassination, three Royal Court regional bishops were killed. The cause of death was announced to be a pipe burst, but in the Church of the God of All Machines, steam pipe bursts are almost the same as gas explosions in Fuyuki City, and Russian tsars always die of strokes.

After the assassination began, personnel from both sides began to be on alert.

Regardless of which sect the priests belonged to, they all chose to leave the church and take refuge in their own fortress estates.

In this world where great power belongs to itself, the extraordinary force of the Church of the Lord of All Things is naturally not an organization that is out of touch with the world.

The Church of the Myriad Machines started the Industrial Revolution, and it is also one of the largest oligarchs in this kingdom and even in the world. It controls a considerable portion of the world's mineral resources, as well as oligarch companies in several industries including arms.

Therefore, the priests of the Church of the Lord of All Things are generally very wealthy.

The church's research subsidies, preferential prices for raw materials after opening factories, and an independent train company belonging to the Church of the Lord of All Machinery... these conditions have made almost all the bishops of the Church of the Lord of All Machinery become factory owners.

Even someone as devoted to research as Anson has a small metal processing plant under his name.

Therefore, the priests of the Church of the Lord of All Machines usually build a fortress manor outside the church and fill it with mechanical servants and cybernetic knights. Usually, this manor can be used for research or vacation, but once it encounters a situation like this, the manor will instantly turn into a solid fortress.

At this time, the top leaders of both sides often held a meeting to ensure that the scale of the civil war would not be too large and would not affect too many cities.

After all, we are all decent people, and the lives of decent people are much more valuable than those of slaves.

But this time, no cardinal, whether from the church or the royal court, was willing to meet.

This was the first time in the history of the Church of the Lord of All Causes that a civil war was started with both sides determined to fight to the death.

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"Is this the miracle monk you created? He looks... a little strange."

In the secret realm, Tyr looked at the fully-armed Miracle Monk and praised him insincerely.

In his opinion, Richard's transformation was very conservative. The goblins did not have a body as strong as Richard's, and after solving the problem of nerve conduction, full-body prosthetic transformation was the best option.

If you think the cost of this kind of renovation is too high, you can simply do less.

After all, it’s the quality of soldiers that matters, not their quantity.

Richard glanced at the goblin who was addicted to transformation and replied calmly: "Don't underestimate them. After practicing martial arts, your knights are nothing but trash in front of them."

Due to the fusion of the blood of the wild orcs, the miracle monks have the ability to learn martial arts.

As a nearly completed evolutionary route, although the potential of martial arts is not as good as that of wizards, it can still crush the goblins without any problem.

Due to the invasion of the abyss, the evolutionary path of this world has gone quite astray. The Church of the Lord of All Machines chose mechanical ascension and has been committed to researching stronger prosthetics for many years. The Church of the Lord of Flesh and Blood next door chose a path similar to genetic ascension, and usually studies how to strengthen the body.

The two major evolutionary routes of this world do not have the alchemical bloodline of wizard alchemy.

But is an alchemical school without alchemy still an alchemical school?

Therefore, even an evolutionary path like martial arts, which has not yet been fully completed, is enough to crush the world.

"Waste? Your statement is a bit exaggerated." Tyr said in disbelief, "Even the most ordinary cybernetic knight, with his prosthetic limbs and the combat skills he has mastered, is enough to kill a team of strictly trained elite guards in a single breath with a close attack.

These miracle monks of yours were just ordinary people before, and even if they gained power, they would not be able to fully master it in such a short time."

Richard smiled disdainfully when he heard this.

"They can only bully mortals. The biggest difference between first-level creatures and mortals is that the transformation of their mental power allows them to have more precise control over energy. By manipulating energy, we can gain all kinds of seemingly incredible abilities."

As he spoke, Richard waved his hand and a fireball appeared in the air. Seeing this scene, Tyr was stunned again.

He was not shocked by the fireball, summoning a fireball could be done with crystal technology. He was shocked that Richard did not use anything, but just waved his hand casually, and the energy fluctuations turned into a fireball.

“But you have gone the wrong way.”

Richard dispersed the fireball and sighed softly, "I read in your library that in the ancient past, there were monks among the goblins who focused on improving themselves. Those people were called old-fashioned in your history, but in fact, they were walking a correct, but difficult path."

Tyr fell silent. In the past, he did wonder if the goblins had taken the wrong path. But he was thinking about the technological route, that is, the change from steam engine to internal combustion engine.

Now Richard told him that they were not only wrong in choosing the wrong technological branch, but the entire evolutionary direction was wrong.

This is really hard to accept.

"But you don't have to be sad," Richard said lightly, "because 99% of the races in this world, even if they take the right path, their combat effectiveness is not as good as yours. Although the right path is correct, it is extremely difficult. The races that can open up a path in it are all great races that have set foot in the starry sky." Starry sky?
Tyr couldn't help but look up at the sky.

Setting foot on the starry sky... it's a phrase that makes your blood boil just by hearing it.

"Sage, since you are so confident, I will not say anything more." Taier bowed and said, "I will go and prepare the train and intelligence."

Although this war was just a minor one in Richard's eyes, minor fights also had their uses. Although these miracle monks under Richard had been transformed and possessed impressive strength, they had never seen blood on the battlefield, and their combat effectiveness was just empty numbers.

Therefore, this opportunity can be used to allow these miracle monks to gain some experience, gain some combat experience, and accumulate some confidence.

Their ability to lean towards idealism requires strong confidence to realize its full potential.

Tyr left, and Richard turned to the Miracle Monks. These monks were all slaves in the past, and the best was just a low-level mechanic.

In the goblin society, they belong to the bottom of the pyramid. The Cyber ​​Knights are not in the same class as them and should be addressed as Sir or Master.

If they are asked to fight against the Cyborg Knights now, without any ideological awakening, they will inevitably fail to display their combat effectiveness.

Therefore, Richard planned to give a pre-war speech, or a pre-war plea, to boost the confidence of these monks.

“You have heard what Tyr and I said. You will go out to kill and fight. Your next enemies will be those knights and cyborg priests who you once made kneel down to.

I don’t want to ask you guys if you have confidence or not, because I’m sure you can win, and it has nothing to do with confidence.”

Richard's voice was very cold, it was the cruel rationality that belonged only to wizards. But in the ears of the Miracle Monk, this cold voice had an unusual meaning.

Unlike Tyr, the Miracle Monks are true believers, and fanatics at that.

They truly believed that Richard was God incarnate.

Therefore, Richard's emotionless voice had a completely different meaning in their ears. It was the spirit of God announcing His oracle through Richard's mouth.

They will win this battle!

Richard, who didn't know the inside story, was planning to compare the data to boost the confidence of these monks. But before he could say anything, he saw the muscles of these monks bulging, and the magic in the air was like water meeting a sponge, constantly pouring into their bodies.

Under Richard's shocked gaze, these monks' physical fitness grew by at least five points in just one minute.

No, he just said two sentences.

Resisting the urge to explore the mystery of this change, Richard continued, "You may think those cybernetic knights are very powerful, but I can tell you for sure that their cybernetic bodies are rubbish.

The weapons you are about to use are all made by the hands of a master craftsman and blessed by the gods. Compared to these weapons, the cybernetic knights' cybernetic bodies are nothing but scrap metal."

As he spoke, Richard snapped his fingers. Two hundred pieces of magic armor fell from the sky, landing precisely in the hands of every miracle monk.

These magic suits look like a fist, but there is a launch port on the back of the fist and the palm, and a prosthetic interface at the end.

"This is the Fist of Annihilation," Richard introduced. "It contains thirty-six annihilation bombs, which can be fired through the launch port on the back of the fist. In the palm of this weapon, there is also a flamethrower that can be used three times.

The flamethrower is powerful enough for you to deal with any enemy."

Any cyborg priest would have hundreds of servitors around him. If he was a regional bishop, it was common to have thousands of servitors around him.

To deal with these miscellaneous soldiers, a good mowing weapon is naturally very important.

The goblins had a low resistance to high-temperature weapons, and even Tyr could not withstand the continuous burning of the 2,000-energy flame. The flamethrowers installed on these annihilation guns all reached the 2,000-energy level, and even when encountering a bishop like Tyr, the flamethrowers had a strong effect.

Of course, if they really encounter an enemy at the cardinal level, Richard's Salamanders will take action.

For the fire lizards who have fought in these plane wars and experienced the baptism of civilization wars, it would not be easy to surround and kill an indigenous third-level creature.

"Of course, it is still a melee weapon in itself, but I don't recommend you do that."

Richard paused for a moment. In the confused gazes of the monks, he continued, "Because the fist of your right arm is more powerful! The spells you practice can make your body stronger than steel."

As he spoke, Richard took out a piece of steel plate from his pocket and placed it in front of the monk closest to him.

"Hit it. With your right fist."

The monk looked at Richard, then used his strength to punch him hard.

The next moment, there was a loud "bang" and the two-centimeter-thick steel plate was actually pierced through by this monk's punch!
Richard held the steel plate in his hand and said to the Miracle Monks: "This is the great power God has given you! Through training, your bodies will be stronger than any prosthetic limbs!"

(End of this chapter)