Magic Industrial Age.

Chapter 596, Section 594: Severing Ties, Strength Increases drastically
At that moment, Miller's eyes suddenly became vacant, as he fell into an endless, vivid dream.

This is the truth that Luo Yi constructed through mental manipulation, using herself as a bridge, and Shen Lan as the architect.

The life of the arcanist named Ignazio Rivera.

The story unfolds in a gentle, detailed manner: the floating city of the astral plane named 'Silver Top', the invasion of the Netheril civilization, the multiple possessions by the divine reincarnation, and the fact that all the emperors of the empire were the same person.

The dream was like lightning, ending in an instant. As soon as Loy removed her fingers, Miller immediately woke up.

His eyes focused, then turned to fear, then to anger, then to confusion, then to a daze...

Luo Yi looked at him and asked, "Do you like this truth?"
Or rather, carrying such a truth, can you still sleep?

Miller looked up, his eyes filled with complex emotions, like a spilled spice jar. His lips trembled as he asked, "Is it really true?"

"What do you think? Would I fabricate such a blatant lie just to deceive you?"

"So, we were all accomplices, helping outsiders invade our own homeland? How ridiculous! And how ironic!"

Miller looked up, his face filled with sorrow and exhaustion: "Loy, just kill me."

Luo Yi looked at him with a complex and unreadable expression, and finally waved her hand: "Go, take your people and leave as far away as possible, to the New World, to the Glorious Empire."

I never want to see you again!

“I killed your uncle twice, and you schemed against me once. We’re even now. From this day forward, we’re severing all ties and becoming complete strangers.”

Miller looked on incredulously: "Loy..."

"I said, get out! Get out of here!"

There were still some survivors in the Petrovich family. At this moment, a few of the bolder ones immediately stepped forward and tried to pull Miller away.

However, they were stopped.

When Loy appeared, the demons were burned to ashes, and the Royal Guard and a host of powerful warriors had already swarmed in, surrounding the place in layers.

Lilia, Oliveira, Old Hoover, Mrs. Linda, Otto the Flame Sword Saint, Phil the Iron Knight, and so many others who rushed over.

They may not know the specifics, but the current situation makes it clear at a glance that Roy has been tricked by Miller.

So, none of them gave Miller a friendly look; if looks could kill, Miller would be riddled with holes.

But at that moment, Luo Yi suddenly turned her head and said, "Aren't you all listening to me anymore?"

"I told them to leave!"

Luo Yi's roar, accompanied by an overwhelming pressure, caused many people to turn pale and silently make way.

Luo Yi then asked, "Old Hoover?"

"My lord, I'm here!"

"You make the arrangements, escort them out of the Flower Territory, find them a ship, and make sure they get to the New World safely. No mistakes are allowed."

"Yes!"

Old Hoover bowed and quickly walked up to Miller, leading them outside.

With him leading the way, the arrogant soldiers had no choice but to make way even more. Miller was being dragged forward, and when he looked back at Roy's back, he suddenly smiled.

Then he shouted, "Luo Yi, Luo Yi, from now on, we're done, and we'll never see each other again!"

Luo Yi raised his head, unwilling to let anyone see the sadness in his eyes.

Who can be heartless in this world?
As his strength and status rose, even people like Maruna, Hill Douglas, and Mrs. Linda were developed into his subordinates rather than friends.

Even though Luo Yi appeared very approachable, they still showed a degree of respect and caution when interacting with her.

Miller was the only one who could be considered his friend.

Perhaps they each had their own motives when they first met, or perhaps there was an element of concealment and deliberate acquaintance.

But later, as they became more open and honest with each other and helped one another, their friendship deepened, and they became true friends.

It's already a rare treat to have one or two good friends in life!

Once upon a time, Luo Yi was also grateful, but now, due to a scheme, his last friend is gone!

At this moment, Luo Yi felt not only anger, but also sadness!

But the next second, when he lowered his head, all the hesitation and sadness in his eyes disappeared, leaving only a resolute look.

He looked around, his gaze settling on something, and said, "Your Majesty Saint John, please step forward for a chat!"

Saint John had come from the Abyss after hearing about the incident. When he was called by Roy, he didn't think much of it and went over.

"Your Majesty Saint Lloyd, is there something you need from me?"

"I need to see His Holiness the Pope. It's extremely urgent. Please help me make contact. Tell him it's in Flower Territory... no, it shouldn't be in Flower Territory..."

"Let's meet in Bonaparte's Empire."

Saint John was taken aback by this, finding it somewhat amusing: "Your Majesty, His Holiness the Pope is not someone you can simply meet at will. I cannot grant his request on his behalf, so I must ask for permission!"

"Then please tell him for me that I know about the Netheril civilization's conspiracy, and that it is of great importance to the entire Herka plane."
Doesn't he want to know?

"what?"

Saint-Jon nearly jumped up: "Are you serious?"

"Do you think I would joke about something like this?"

"I'll contact them right away, and I'll let you know as soon as I have any news."

"it is good!"

Saint John left, rushing towards the demiplane. The church naturally had a way to communicate quickly, but the magical artifacts for communication were located in the demiplane, and he had to go and retrieve them.

Although there are no results yet, he knows that the schemes of those outsiders will eventually be uncovered!

Loy wasn't idle either. He comforted Lilia and the others, and then had Lilia lead Klein to appease the citizens of Brussels.

Then Julius Martin was put in charge of the restoration of the estate.

Okay, repairing it is unnecessary. We might as well make another set of blueprints and rebuild it directly.

He himself went straight into the abyss and, outside the war fortress, confronted the group of demon lords.

This time, he didn't call on the Red Dragon Virgil or the Eye of the Demon King to come to his aid; he charged out alone and went to find the demon lords who had gathered together.

Alone with his sword, he charged straight at the five demon lords and began to fight.

He appeared frantic, but he was actually venting his frustrations.

To vent the resentment of being schemed against, the anger of having just escaped death, and the rage of losing a close friend.

He needs to vent his anger, and he needs a strong enough opponent; there are no better candidates than these demon lords.

On this very day, the demon lords suddenly discovered that in just a few days, Loy had become incredibly strong.

While his absolute strength hadn't improved much, his understanding and application of the rules had taken him to a whole new level, making him completely different from before.

He even developed some new combat techniques, which the demon lords found difficult to withstand whenever he used them.

In fact, not only the Demon Lord, but even the Red Dragon Virgil and the Eye of the Demon King were stunned.

Luo Yi hadn't called them, but they were worried, afraid she might do something rash, so they naturally followed. What they didn't expect was that what they saw was Luo Yi wreaking havoc.

The King of Demon Eyes, in particular, felt as if his eyes had gone mad, because he clearly saw that Luo Yi's figure flickered and three Luo Yis actually emerged.

They looked identical, their auras were the same, and their soul fluctuations were indistinguishable. Even the divine swords in their hands were split into three, yet their power remained undiminished.

Originally, it was one against five, and the demon lord was having a hard time fighting. Now it's three against five, and they're all terrified.

The King of the Demon Eyes was also terrified, because this was clearly his own signature spell, summoning himself from the past and the future to fight.

This is not an isolated case!

Because Luo Yi's use of space, understanding of the sacred fire, control over himself, and use of combat skills had all reached a level that was beyond their comprehension.

At this moment, Loy seemed to be the king of the battlefield, and the demon lords were nothing but playthings to him.

Such a person is equally ruthless towards himself, readily trading injury for life. How are these demon lords supposed to fight him?
Yes, all the secret techniques are traps, but you can't deny their profundity and power.

A group of great beings, at least true gods and ancient evil beings, left themselves a backup plan, which also involved the source of their power, so it was naturally powerful enough.

At this moment, when that bit of true spirit was obliterated by the projection of the seven gods, the remaining essence was scattered throughout Luo Yi's body.

Those great beings had bad intentions, but the benefits that Roy received were unimaginably great.

At this moment, Luo Yi no longer had a superficial understanding, but rather seemed to have gained some kind of constitution or affinity, so that with a little effort, she could achieve tenfold results.

For example, summoning one's past and future self is the power of the Time Dragon.

Even so, this was without Luo Yi having accumulated experience or been able to systematically integrate the information.

In this battle, three demon lords died at the hands of Loy.

The Soul Lord died from the mental corruption that He was most adept at, twisting into an indescribable monster before disintegrating.

The Eye Demon Lord had all his pupils pierced by Luo Yi's divine weapon, and was ultimately severed in two by a single sword strike, his soul annihilated.

The vampire prince was as cowardly as ever. Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately fled. However, Loy threw out a spear of holy light, which turned into a time-space prison when it fell.

As a result, this progenitor of the vampires tried every means possible, even self-destruction, but could only watch as Loy walked step by step toward Him.

Then, a blazing fire burned Him completely.

As for the other demon lords, they either ran away or fled.

Kroy believed that after today, unless a truly powerful being intervened, they would never dare to appear before him again.

In this battle, Luo Yi single-handedly brought peace to the Abyss War Fortress, and made all 138 layers of the Abyss tremble in fear under his majesty.

After this battle, Loy organized another large army to plunder the demon castles of the Eye Demon Lord and the Soul Judgement Demon Lord, and began to organize manpower to develop the rare resources of the Abyss.

There's no way around it; war costs money, and even a flower-filled coffers can't support an endless war.

Therefore, Luo Yi urgently needs to gain a sufficiently large amount of wealth.

Once these arrangements were complete, news arrived from Saint John that His Holiness the Pope had departed for the Bonaparte Empire.

He will be there, waiting for Luo Yi's arrival.

He needs to know the truth behind what Loy said.

Upon hearing this, Loy barely paused. He left the red dragon Virgil at the war fortress and entrusted the King of the Demon Eye to look after Flower Territory before taking flight and departing.

Without any battle aura or magical fluctuations, he simply walked, the layers of space peeling away as if to accommodate him as he moved forward.

This speed can no longer be described as fast; Loy traveled from the Flower Territory to the Bonaparte Empire in less than two hours.

He and the pope did not know each other, nor did they agree on a specific place to meet, but neither of them said anything.

When they reach a point like that, it's like an awl in a bag; even with the vast territory of the Bonaparte Empire, they can be easily found.

Luo Yi stood in the void, the surrounding space constantly twisting and pulsating, supporting his body as stable as a mountain.

As he looked up, his eyes shone with a hazy blue light, his vision stretching infinitely far, encompassing the vast天地 (heaven and earth) and the boundless rivers and mountains.

His ears twitched as countless noises rushed in; there were so many sounds in the world that he couldn't process them all in a short time.

Deep Blue quickly activated, categorized, and located what Luo Yi needed, then continued to amplify the sound.

Then, Luo Yi saw an old man dressed in hemp clothing, holding a wooden cane, walking slowly in a small town a thousand miles away.

He was thin, with sparse hair, slow movements, and dull eyes, looking no different from any other elderly person.

Even Luo Yi couldn't sense any fluctuations in his power. Whether it was battle qi or divine power, it was all contained to the extreme.

This return to simplicity was truly beyond Luo Yi's imagination, but to Luo Yi's ears, his heartbeat was almost unbelievably slow.

It only beats once every three minutes, yet it is as awe-inspiring as thunder in spring.

When Luo Yi locked onto him, he seemed to sense it, slightly raising his head and looking over.

Their gazes collided in mid-air, and a continuous sound of tearing silk rang out, as the void cracked open.

At that moment, the old man nodded slightly and took another step forward.

There was still no disturbance, but they moved silently through the gaps in space, getting closer without making a sound.

Luo Yi also stepped out, but her style was different; instead, she folded space and disappeared from the spot.

The two met in the desolate ruins of war, surrounded by people in tattered clothes, picking and choosing.

On the simplest flatbed cart, there were all sorts of nearly scrapped swords and cannons, and occasionally one or two unexploded bombs would be dug out.

At this point, they would send one person forward, fearless of death, to carefully dismantle the cannonballs using their meager knowledge.

If you're lucky, you'll be fine, but if you're unlucky, you'll often lose your life.

Although the war is over, the wounds of the battlefield are not so easy to heal!
However, despite the large number of people, not one of them could spot Luo Yi and the old man.

They met in the crowd, their eyes met, and though they were several meters apart, Luo Yi was the first to bow.

"Saint-Louis Raymond greets His Holiness the Pope!"

The old man smiled and said softly, "Saint Clement Hodgson Stuart also pays his respects to His Majesty Lloyd."

I heard you just went through a crisis?

Loy made no attempt to hide anything: "That was Hohenzollern III, or rather, the arcanist of the Silver Top, who wanted to use my body to complete his resurrection."
Unfortunately, he had the protection of the Seven Gods' projections, and I had my own secrets. As you saw, the final result was that I lived, and he died.

The old man nodded slightly, then shook his head: "How can I believe that you are still you, the Holy Dragon Knight Roy, and not Hohenzollern III?"
How can I believe that you are telling me the truth, and not the scheme of those arcane mages?

Luo Yi laughed, a laugh tinged with self-mockery: "Your Holiness, I am not here to play any self-proving trap with you."

He pointed to his head and said, "I had a fierce confrontation with that person here. I'm alive, he's dead, so naturally some memories remain."

I felt these things were extremely important, so I extended an invitation to you immediately.

“I will tell you what I know. As for whether you are willing to believe, and how much you believe, that is a matter for you and your God.”

The old man's smile faded, and after a moment of silence, he nodded and said, "Then you tell me what's true and false, right and wrong, I will make my own judgment."

But where should we begin?

“Let’s start from the industrial center of the Bonaparte Empire, the Pito Armory. I’ll lead the way, and you just need to follow along.”

(End of this chapter)