Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

After all, the answer is right on the surface...there is no point in questioning.

(It’s a fresh feeling.)

(Sure enough, following his advice seems to be a good idea.)

(But it seems there are more questions that need to be answered.)

(However, since he brought up the issue, he should be responsible for answering it.)

Thinking this, Hanlou returned his gaze to the cube in his palm.

Thinking about what Vitan had once taught her.

"It's very hard..."

It's a little bit awkward, but that's not something Fanlou would say, so it's normal.

The five original machines of the Ex-Machina glowed faintly, and flew even faster around Houlou.

The data streams in the eyes of the other mechanical humanoid Ex-Machinas were also flowing fiercely, as if they were receiving the knowledge of the "God of Doubt" Hanlou transmitted by the five ancestral machines.

There is nothing more joyful than having a prop have an owner.

They were created and should be used. If they are not used, they will naturally rust in this empty world and become worthless things like mud.

"Negative" The Ex-Machina are not a race that can feel emotions such as fatigue, hardship, and discomfort."

"We will only feel confused and have emotions that should not exist."

"But after finding my Lord, such emotions no longer exist."

"Overall Command" answered Hanlou's question in a serious tone.

Fanlou seemed to see his own shadow in these small cubes.

It was as if another self was standing in front of him.

But I won’t question this myself.

"In this case, you must return to my service and obey my orders."

Having received clear instructions from Vitan, Hanlou also made the final confirmation to his unintentional creation.

"Answer: We will end the standby mode and wait for any instructions from the Creator."

The "General Commander" answered without hesitation:

"The tool will act according to the master's wishes. Please give the order."

Chapter 4 k The War is About to Begin

Time flies, it passes quickly!

Just as Vitan was explaining the doubts to the Goddess of Doubt and answering all her questions, intermittent footsteps were heard outside the door.

"Owner……"

Shink Nirvalen pushed the door open in a bit of haste, and when he saw the smiling brown-haired young man, he immediately made a voice as warm as the spring breeze.

But the urgency mixed in it has not changed at all.

In her hand was the elves' most precious treasure, a scepter that could increase the power of spells by 30%.

She waved it lightly, and the emerald green gem inlaid on the top suddenly shone brightly. After releasing a soft light, a clear image immediately appeared in front of everyone in Vitan's room.

Large numbers of warships painted black rose into the air and shuttled rapidly through the pure white clouds and the aura of the sky.

Behind these warships is a huge spherical metal fortress, which is slowly moving forward surrounded by these warships.

"Not long ago, the Dwarves suddenly sent out a large fleet from their underground capital."

"It seems that these weasels who can only hide underground have finally made up their minds."

"However, after knowing your unparalleled power, they still dared to take the initiative to attack. I think they are tired of living."

Shink Nirvalen's incomparably beautiful face revealed a look of disdain, and the disdainful tone was extremely obvious.

"Maybe they are finally ready, or maybe they think they have found one of my weaknesses."

"Anyway, the goblins are still somewhat intelligent. They won't just charge at us without any preparation or impulse."

Vitan shrugged and chuckled, not really looking like he cared much.

"Oh, forgive me for being presumptuous. I certainly admit that those weasels have some strength, but after knowing our performance in the war two years ago, they still dare to choose to start the war first. Isn't it a bit stupid?"

It was perfectly normal for Shink Nilvalen to behave like this.

As mentioned before, the elves and the goblins have always had a lot of grudges against each other, and the two races have been in a state of life and death due to years of war.

However, based on the almost undefeated record of Shinck Nilvalen in the war between the elves and the dwarves, he was qualified to say such things.

Especially at this time when the strength of the elves has doubled.

She looked down even more on those weasels who could only hide underground and forge iron every day.

Vitan simply waved his hand, and the picture that was originally playing was directly shattered by Vitan.

"In fact, now is the best time for the Dwarves to take action."

"I guess Okan and the Dwarves are worried that it will take some time for us to recover from the last war."

The superior race is the elves.

The strength of the elves has increased abnormally.

I'm afraid that in the eyes of those weasels, if they don't act quickly now, they won't have to participate in the battle anymore and can be declared eliminated.

"Besides, you have been dealing with the Dwarves for such a long time, don't you know their personalities?"

Shink Nirvalen was stunned for a moment, then nodded, with a hint of sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"You're right."

"It's impossible for Ronnie, the warmongering maniac, to just sit there and wait. Taking the initiative is what those idiots like to do."

"Wait a minute!!"

It was as if Shink Nilvalen suddenly thought of something.

"If you think about it this way, do those weasels have such great confidence because they have already developed a complete version of "Marrow Explosion"? "

The Elves and Dwarves have always been engaged in an arms race.

Both sides have also been researching and trying to create the ultimate weapon that can hurt the gods and penetrate their essence.

The Elves have the "Hollow Zero Protection"!

As for those weasels, their weapon is the "Marrow Explosion" which can directly detonate the essence of the soul.

"If that's the case, we do need to be more vigilant about these weasels."

Shink Nilvalen's expression became much more serious.

The ultimate weapon that uses the incompletely activated "essence" of the Old Deus is powerful enough to easily wipe out a continent and is enough to kill the Old Deus.

This cannot be overemphasized.

"Please leave it to us, Lord Vitan."

"Our 'Void Zero Protection' is definitely stronger than the 'Marrow Explosion' of those weasels. We, the elves, will be responsible for completely annihilating those weasels."

——『Hollow Zero Protection』!

The secret weapon of the Elves in the decisive battle, its manufacturing principle is to self-destruct the core of the Phantasma, forcing it to release its power.

In the original work, Shink Nilvalen captured the "Mist of Death" Inzaen Nivia and used it as the energy source for the "Void Zero Protection".

Although Inzaen Nivia has now been subdued by Vitan, it seems that the elves have lost the opportunity to complete the "Void Zero Protection".

But in fact, they captured three demon kings in the last battle.

Even though they are called Demon Kings, they are actually just fantasy species that have obtained the authority to create things.

In essence they are no different from normal fantasy species.

It is absolutely sufficient as the energy source for the "Void Zero Protection".

"Don't be so nervous."

Vitan simply waved his hand.

"'Hollow Zero Protection' and 'Marrow Explosion' are indeed very powerful and interesting techniques."

"But the power is not as strong as you expected. It is certainly enough for ordinary Old Deus."

"But for some Old Gods, it is still impossible to achieve this."

In fact, this has already been reflected in the original work.

Neither the 『Hollow Zero Protection』 nor the 『Zero Blast』 caused any damage to the tough guy Artosh.

“However, a certain degree of attention is still needed.”

"Holou, by then, Okan and the Dwarves will also be free of you and the Ex-Machinas."

Vitan turned and spoke casually to Hanlou who was emptying himself.

Hanlou, who was mentioned, immediately came back to his senses and nodded slightly.

"Affirmative, this was agreed upon when the contract was signed."

There was no emotion in Fanlou's silver-iron eyes, he just looked at Vitan calmly.

"Excuse me, after this matter is over, will you go to the paradise of gods and Buddhas that you mentioned, the Little Garden?"

"Of course, after this is over, there will be nothing worth doing in this world."

She sat back in the chair and closed her slender eyelids gently.

"Wait, Master."

"For matters concerning the 'God of Forge', we may need the help of the 'God of Doubt', but for matters concerning the Dwarves, we the Elves are more than enough."

"Please ask the Ex-Machinas to help the Elvens."

Hearing that Vitan seemed to have made a decision, Shink Nilvalen immediately said anxiously.

In fact, this is already questioning Vitan's decision.

If it were a few years ago, she would never have dared to do such a daring thing.

However, the two years of living together day and night allowed her to understand Vitan's character a little bit, and she knew that Vitan would not get angry because of such things.

"We don't want to be a mere parasite who only pursues pleasure. We want to give you what we should give."

"This has nothing to do with whether you are parasites or not."

"You have proven yourself well enough in the war with the demons. Other races cannot interfere in the affairs between the Elves and the Flügel."

"This is the agreement between Artosh and I, understand?"

Vitan's eyes, which had been closed, opened a tiny slit, and invisible pressure fell directly on Xink Nirvalen.

Shink Nilvalen's heart trembled.

She knew that Vitan was certainly not angry now, but this was the only time he would ask her such an inquiring question. If she dared to speak again, she would be punished.

"I understand. I will prepare the fleet now and take the supplies with me to set off."

As mentioned before, the elves have always been in a state of readiness for war, and all standards are based on wartime combat readiness standards.

As long as the message is sent, everything can be ready to set off within half an hour.

"I will also inform the masters of the Spiritual Race now."

As for the elves, there is no need to worry about it. They live in the gaps in time and space and have extremely high adaptability to space. They can appear on the battlefield at any time.

There is no need for such troublesome tasks as gathering and preparing supplies.

Ex-Machina?

That is the iron lump that is always on standby, and now it is parked outside the elf capital.

As long as the order comes from the sail tower, these pieces of iron can take off immediately.

"can."