Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 611 Nini's Painting
Are the extraordinary beings in the Silent Sanctuary powerful?

They are actually quite formidable; they are almost the only sect capable of directly confronting firearms on the battlefield. The Candlelight Church is large and powerful, but its ability to fight head-on is still inferior.

When the Imperial Army of the former Empire invaded the White Raven, the Burialers drove them out by waving their flails; that was perhaps the most glorious moment for the Silent Sanctuary.

The morticians, clad in heavy armor, charged in formation, tearing a gap in the musketeers' ranks. After the battle, the lead bullets they shook from their armor piled up almost like a small mountain.

They used to joke that they had smashed back the age of firearms with flail, and indeed, the White Crows enjoyed nearly a decade of peace.

Even when the White Calamity later swept through the North, the priests of these sanctuaries did not lose their spirit. The White Calamity was a natural disaster, and it was normal that they could not resist it. Besides, the Patriarch had a way to perish together with the dead.

After Castel awoke, the Burialers came to visit out of curiosity. Castel's creations were excellent, but they, as extraordinary beings, were no less so. They would fight a fair and square battle on the battlefield, and the outcome was uncertain.

As for Nora saying this is the right path, although many people wavered, they are, after all, priests of the sanctuary, the pillars of faith tested and proven. Nora? Just a child.

But at this moment, looking at the airships that blotted out the sky, these priests were truly bewildered.

They are immortal and never fear sacrifice. As long as they fight honorably, they dare to charge into battle against any number of enemies. But... they never grew wings.

If the Queen had sent this airship instead of musketeers, would they still have been able to win?
Or rather, how to fight?
The priests in the Silent Church looked at the flail in their hands and felt so lost for the first time.

They seemed to be facing the White Disaster once again. No matter how strong your armor was or how superb your martial arts skills were, could you defeat the fog?
At least the fog was still tangible, but the airships in the sky...
Can they bring back the era of firearms? Can they bring down the airships in the sky?

The buried ones didn't speak, and neither did Nora.

Castel's display of power this time needs no further explanation.

Nini looked around without saying a word, but her tail was already wagging gently, clearly very happy. She quietly picked up a pen and drew this scene in her notebook.

She usually prefers to write reports, but this time, she felt that drawing it would be better.

Several hands sketched on the notebook, and soon a rough sketch was born.

A group of heavily armored priests, their flails stained with blood, stood amidst a mountain of enemy corpses.

But instead of smiling and celebrating their victory, they all looked into the distance.

In the distance, the fog was so thick you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. Airships painted with shark teeth were descending from the sky, and a black steel ark revealed a menacing corner in the fog. Behind these were even larger behemoths, their outlines obscured by the fog, only their eyes visible.

His cold, emotionless eyes did not focus on anyone; he showed no malice, as if everything before him were insignificant insects.

But all the insects looked at Him.

His mere existence drove people into madness. The priests in the Silent Church looked on in despair. Some threw down their weapons, some knelt in prayer, and some charged at him, brandishing their flails.

He didn't care.

"Great, great! Hmm, make the overall style a bit darker. Yes, perfect!"

Nini admired the draft in her hand and suddenly had a feeling that this painting would be famous for all time.

While the priests were still touring the island, Hughes also left his office.

He had been watching Nini's livestream with great interest, even neglecting his work, but now that was completely gone. He was walking briskly through the church, then jogging, and finally turned to Ash beside him: "Ash, take me there! Let's hurry!"

Ash nodded, reached out and lifted Hughes up, hoisting him onto his shoulder. The muscles on his snake tail tensed, and he slithered forward rapidly.

Hughes was in such a hurry not because something had happened, but because of good news—

"Ash, you know what? I've been waiting for this day for so long! Richard finally has some good news!"

Hughes's task for Richard was not merely to treat the priests at the hospital—that was just a side job—but more importantly, to lead the research at the testing grounds.

Research on electricity.

Electricity can be obtained by a coil performing a specific action in a magnetic field, cutting magnetic field lines. Theoretically, it is even simpler than a steam engine.

But in this world, it is as difficult as climbing to heaven.

It's no wonder that Hughes was excited that such a simple principle took so long to make progress under Hughes's personal guidance.

Ash ran all the way and soon arrived at Richard's testing ground.

Unlike other dangerous research projects, the testing ground for electricity was not set up in the remote Gem Bay, but on the island of Castells.

It is the most remote eastern grotto on the island.

Emerging from the net tunnel, Hughes looked at the somewhat unfamiliar coastal caves and felt a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex feeling of mixed emotions, often including nostalgia or regret).

Monica was corrupted by the contamination, and this is where the battle took place. After that, this place was used to store the contamination until the Deep Sea War broke out.

Today, this place has been transformed into a testing ground.

Unlike other testing grounds, the first thing Hughes saw upon arriving on Earth was a high wall.

The walls here are strangely high. If they are meant to prevent unauthorized personnel or wild animals from entering, then a wall a few meters high would be sufficient. Even if it's to strengthen security and turn this place into a fortress, raising the walls to over ten meters high is already quite excessive.

But what he saw in front of him was a wall over fifty meters high, nearly twenty stories high.

In terms of height alone, many coastal lighthouses are not this tall. If it weren't for the widespread use of reinforced concrete, the cost of building this wall alone would be astronomical.

As Hughes stepped inside the walls, the entire environment changed once again.

The clear sky and clouds that had just cleared up have all disappeared, replaced by dim lights.

Looking up, an arched dome is visible above the test site.

From the outside, the walls are too high to see clearly; only after entering can you discover that this place is completely encased in concrete.

Hughes knew that the ground beneath his feet was not ordinary foundation and soil, but the same reinforced concrete.

This is a huge Faraday cage!
(End of this chapter)