I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

The white light of the altar did not stop for a moment, and countless alien creatures appeared in large numbers from it as a base, spreading out in all directions, preying on all visible living things except those with special marks.

Whether they were humans or deformed monsters, they were all devoured at an extremely fast speed and then turned into meat needed for the aliens to reproduce.

On the other side of the portal, under the supervision of two synthetic armored divisions, countless aliens were huddled together waiting to be teleported away. From time to time, white light flashed in an area, and after the white light, the original group of aliens disappeared.

This is what Medea thought. Since there are so many evil spirits here, she might as well fight poison with poison. She wants to see how the brainless alien can be influenced by miracles.

No matter what or what ideas are behind this world, as long as it is still struggling with intelligent creatures, it will definitely have a demand for population resources, that is, believers.

Then she would touch the other party's group of believers to see if any gold coins would pop out.

Is the alien strong?

At least in Medea's opinion, their strength is limited without acidic blood, but it's a good deal if they die, and they can be hatched by the enemy and are not worthless as long as they can still attack the enemy.

After the aliens were released, the vacant First World was taken over by the Legion and used for "archaeological excavation".

In particular, the rescue excavation of the Guardian laboratory destroyed by the Guardian's takeoff shock wave is the top priority of the mission objectives. The Alliance has an urgent need for technology that can allow super-heavy bodies like the Guardian to safely take to the sky.

At the same time, we will complete the occupation and takeover of the industrial zone, the transfer of the data of the Polar Source Fluid Laboratory, etc., as well as the destructive exploitation of the world's resources, reorganize and map the world's astronomical system data, and make sure to build it into a military planet with a logistics transit function.

A world that can be invaded is definitely not suitable for development, but its resources can be recycled, which is not a loss. It can just fill the contradiction caused by the excessive allocation of resources due to the heavy investment in the aerospace field.

At the request of the old bishop, Su Chen embarked on a journey to find the bones according to the map provided by the other party. His team's first stop was Jiaorong Monastery on the top of the snow-capped mountain.

Jiaorong Monastery is located in a branch of the All-Mother Church. After recovering the limbs of the Lady of Thorns, the All-Mother Church redistributed them to the various branch churches under its jurisdiction, where some of the Lady of Thorns' limbs are located.

According to the old bishop, Our Lady of Jiaorong of Jiaorong Monastery was once a victim.

When she was born, she had a beautiful face that shocked people as if she were a god. In her time, many church believers regarded her as the incarnation of God.

During the heyday of the Twisted Church, statues of the Holy Father were replaced by hers in many sacrificial ceremonies, and people worshipped her image instead of the Holy Father himself.

Such behavior not only made her panic, but also made her feel that she was blaspheming her own beliefs.

Therefore, when the Twisted Church changed its name and captured and killed various miracles on the continent, she burned her own face with a golden mask heated by holy gold and hot oil, hoping that she could escape the punishment of the Church.

However, ironically, the miracle of pain befell her when she burned her goddess-like appearance.

Miraculously, the burns on her face could never heal or stop burning, and the golden mask that covered her face remained in a boiling and melting state, with boiling golden oil dripping endlessly like her tears.

But it was precisely because of her unhealable burning and never-ending pain that her behavior was further endowed with sanctity by the believers of the Church of Pain, and she was honored as the Our Lady of Scorched Earth.

The mountaintop monastery was therefore renamed the Our Lady of Burnt Rong Monastery. Her deeds also inspired countless devout female believers, who followed the example of Our Lady of Burnt Rong and burned their faces with boiling golden hot oil.

Come to the Monastery of Our Lady of Jiaorong to serve the Twisted Father forever as a nun.

Chapter 435 Son of Destiny

"Fuck! I've already finished eating, why are you going to finish it?"

In an unknown town, Su Chen was sitting at the foot-washing pool in the center of the town. He turned around dejectedly and shot dead another townsman who was holding a weapon and wanted to attack him.

The system coldly finished off: [Host, I have already reminded you that based on the geographical data of the areas we passed through, the barrenness of the land in this world will definitely lead to a certain scale of famine.]

Su Chen complained: "I know, I know. If I had brought a backpack of food with me, wouldn't they think I was the reincarnation of the Holy Lord?"

【This is true.】

"..."

It all started with the bag of self-heating military rations he ate out of boredom.

After putting on the armor, he only needs to take nutritional supplements regularly to fill his stomach, but human habits cannot be changed in a short time, and Su Chen still has a desire for food.

But this world is much worse than he imagined.

Perhaps due to diseases, natural disasters, famine and wars caused by the church, there is basically no order in this continent, and killing and robbery in the street are no big deal.

Ever since the food in his hand began to soak and emit an aroma, he had been firing the pistol non-stop. After he had emptied two magazines, there were still people who wanted to sneakily stab him.

What will a person do when he is extremely hungry? The answer is that he will do anything, even if it means sacrificing his soul just for a full meal. This is the horror of hunger.

Battle armor?

In a world where miracles turn people into neither human nor ghost, and into all kinds of strange things, you are wearing a piece of iron and can't even be called a performance art, so who is afraid?

However, he soon got rid of these worries, as Sok's interference in the actions of the Church of All Mothers resulted in all of them, who were wearing strange armor, being put on the wanted list for heretics.

It didn't take long for the army under the Inquisition of this town to find Su Chen. Without saying a word, dozens of red-armored soldiers rushed up and started chopping him with swords.

Facing the incoming attack, he subconsciously raised the PKD in his hand and pulled the trigger at the crowd. The sound of metal colliding and flesh tearing suddenly rang out in the street. The broken limbs and splattered blood dyed the central pool red. The stray bullets that bounced back also smashed the head of the foot-washing statue.

"Holy King! ! ! "

An angry voice came into Su Chen's ears. He turned around, drew the long sword on his back and killed the remaining soldiers. At the same time, he rushed towards the opponent at an extremely fast speed, grabbed the opponent's neck with one hand and lifted him up.

The guy who was chanting the spell suddenly stopped like a duck being grabbed by the neck. In a few jumps, the two disappeared from everyone's sight.

Outside the city, Su Chen stopped and threw the other person to the ground. Su Chen's height of more than two meters made the white-robed clergyman who was less than 1.7 meters tall look weak, pitiful and helpless in front of him.

Catching a tongue would just allow him to know more about this continent. The priest's mouth was not as hard as he imagined. As soon as Su Chen stretched out his iron palm towards the other's lower abdomen, he confessed everything.

The priest was not actually afraid that Su Chen would castrate him, but he was afraid that such pain would bring him a painful miracle...

You say the pain will only last for a while, but the painful miracle will make his pain eternal, and even death will not give him rest.

Under the other party's explanation, the continental forces basically surfaced. The Church of the Mother of All Mothers is also known as Notre Dame, and the supreme ruler is Holy King Escribal.

The sub-denominations headed by Notre Dame include the Congregation of the Shrine of Truth (Church of True Burial), the Congregation of the Sisters of Silence (Mother of Confessions), the Society of Our Lady of the Scorched Face, the Holy Lickers, and the Order of the Kneeling Ones.

The so-called Lickers were founded by the priests who were locked out during the Throne Overturn period when Escribal turned his back on his believers. This group of noble priests were not angry about being abandoned, or they simply did not care, and they have been treating patients in the city of Albero.

All the power of the church could not cure this great plague. One of the female priests kissed the wound of the patient in her arms in great grief, and who would have thought that the patient would miraculously recover.

Other priests also followed suit and licked the patients' wounds. Although such miracles did not happen many times and the effects became worse as time went on, it helped them stabilize Albero's plague.

The Kneeling Ones are an ascetic organization that practices measuring the continent with their legs and feet. A miracle has gifted them with a pair of legs that allow them to walk on any terrain as if it were flat ground.

[Good, at least we figured out who the enemy is. ]

"Ok?"

[It is safest to enter a world and work for the current representative power of the world to ensure its normal continuation. Or, overthrow it and replace it to achieve the purpose of control and obtain the greatest benefits. ]

"So you want me to overthrow Notre Dame?"

[Yes, you don't need to do this from the beginning, you just need to clip its wings one by one, weaken it little by little, and you can achieve this ultimate goal. ]

[The fate of all living things in the world is dynamic. Life in the world is basically under the control of a predetermined fate. Everything has a fixed number.]

[But you are an outsider and are not under control. As long as you change the destiny little by little and absorb the luck, sooner or later you will be able to replace the original child of destiny.]

Su Chen shook his head: "I feel like you are talking in your sleep. If it is really that easy..."

[Isn’t the person above your head a successful example? He was able to go from being a passerby to a spare tire and finally become the protagonist of the world, so why can’t you do the same? ]

[Don’t you want to become stronger? Don’t you want to become a god and escape the fate that is controlled by you now? ]

"Wait... I don't think I understand what you mean. Are you saying that the Queen was once just an ordinary person?"

[She is not, she used to be. ]

"...I think I understand. I am a little curious, if there were no later events, what would have happened to her in the past."

[...She did not survive before. She was just a passer-by in this world. Astaire will be taken back by the kingdom.]

[And the Britian Empire, under the leadership of Emperor Ardashir I, will defeat other empires one after another and unify the world to become the only empire. ]

[All races were killed under Ardashir's butcher knife, and a large number of small and medium races were wiped out. Ardashir only ruled for 400 years before he was assassinated, but in 400 years, the human population increased more than 20 times. ]

[After the disintegration of the empire, the world fell into war again, but other races besides the human race have completely withdrawn from the stage of history and no longer have the qualifications to compete with the human race. ]

Su Chen scratched his head: "I think it's a good idea to let Ardashir be the emperor. Our ancestors have a saying that goes, 'The meat will rot in the pot.'"

He felt that if it were Ardashir who ruled, perhaps his current position would not be so embarrassing, and it might even be possible for him to become a meritorious family of the empire.

After all, if there were no cheats, how could so many emperors personally kill off the families of their meritorious officials for an uncertain future? They would have to bear the label of tyrant for a thousand or eight hundred years.

[No matter what, her example proves that the future direction can be changed, and it is also possible to replace the Chosen One. ]

[For you and me, perhaps the best solution now is to take control of some of the power in this world. ]

[If you can help the people of this world escape suffering, then your prestige and luck will not be worse than hers, and we will have the advantage of geographical location.]

[By that time I have absorbed enough energy, and if that doesn’t work I can take you across borders and run away.]

Chapter 436 The Failed Person

Medea took a sip of tea slowly. She didn't feel anything about the loud conspiracy of betrayal by one man and one woman. She even felt like laughing.

Not to mention how difficult it is for them to overthrow the largest force on the continent, they are too naive to say this and that without even knowing whether the party they want to cooperate with is a human or a ghost.

In fact, the world is not so complicated and full of twists and turns. It’s all about inequality.

Information inequality determines the outcome before the game even starts. If you don’t know, you will lose compared to if you know. It’s that simple.

However, this system's statement is quite novel. According to its theory, time travelers are actually no different from parasites. The rise and fall history of every time traveler is a process of occupying someone else's nest.

I touched my smooth chin and thought that this was indeed quite scary.

If a time traveler with good intentions reaches a level where he can change the course of world history, that's not a big deal. After all, his second home won't go too far.

But it is impossible for everyone to be like this. For example, if a certain Tang family traveled through time and space, they would be doomed. Compared with the feudal empire, the Tang family is a real slave system, and there are not enough gods to be shared among the family members.

As for herself...

Knowing that I have sinned against myself, it is only the Spring and Autumn Period.

Ilmarea

This place is located on the coast and has very rich fishery resources. However, as the last batch of old areas of the Kingdom of Cabancia to join Seris, they have a certain degree of autonomy, so it has not been well developed.

The most important reason is that the blood beast frenzy caused them to lose a large number of people, which is difficult to replenish in a short period of time. Capable people will also try to find opportunities in other states of the alliance.

Without human resources and unique natural resources, it certainly would not be favored by any company. Moreover, located in a remote area, the alliance’s influence here can only be described as mediocre.

Sadat hid here. With his remaining power, he had no intention of making a comeback. Instead, he sold the precious metals he had with him, changed his identity information and modified his appearance in the local area, and bought a lot of real estate under the pseudonym Weiner, and lived a reclusive life as a landlord.

As for his men... they have all been dealt with by him.

None of the residents around could see anything wrong with the landlord who walked around alone with a cane. At most, they thought he was a little unkind, with a kind of indifference and shrewdness ingrained in his bones. The tenants privately called him an old fox.

Sadat really didn't care. He didn't care what others thought of him, nor did he care about his current misery, because in his eyes this was the inevitable outcome of the winners and losers. He was very lucky to be able to keep his life and live a carefree life outside.