The Legendary Mechanic

Sub-dimensional world, deep.

It is a lush land, lush, mountainous and vibrant, with a beautiful and flourishing white tower in the centre, surrounded by a circular layout, gradually decreasing from inward to outward altitude, a contiguous complex extending to the end of the line of sight, like a city built to defend this tower.

The streets are bustling and species of different appearances live here in harmony, most of which are species that exist in the main universe, and a small number of native races born in this subdimension.

Though the sky has the sun and moon and thousands of stars, if the super A-strong are here, they can spot magic flashes in the tiny areas, which are illusions engraved through magical loops, not real.

At this moment there is a beautiful brown wooden table on the top terrace of the tower, made of magic cork wood, a precious material in magic alchemy. There are four ivory white tea cups on the table, which look like ceramic, with amber tea, steaming hot air and full of fragrance, giving people the freedom to feel serene and quiet, obviously a precious tea ingredient.

Sitting at a table overlooking an infinite city, drinking tea with elegance.

At this point, an almost invisible and invisible shadow suddenly appeared at the table, as if the space had suddenly produced a convex mirror effect.

“My messenger is back...”

One of the old men in the gorgeous magician's robe pressed his eyebrows and his thick powers turned into an invisible whirlpool, suddenly absorbing the phantom.

He closed his eyes and looked like he was in taste, suddenly picking his eyebrows.

“Something big seems to be going on in the main universe. ”

Rumor has it, several other people put down the teacup and looked at it curiously.

“What happened over there? ”

“See for yourselves. ”

The old magician's fingers, his eyebrows shot a thread of mental power, didn't get into the heads of the other three people, shared the memory of aptitude, which contained the star news about the death of the Super-A Association.

“The first one's alive? Sanctuary resurrection? ”

“How could this happen? ”

Several people's faces changed and revealed surprising colors.

“The changes in the main universe are really new and changing. Things that I once dared not imagine seem to come true. This is the wave of times...” The old magician's tone is a little emotional.

“Whatever they do, it's none of our business. We don't want to get caught up in this kind of wind.” Another shook his head.

Even higher civilizations cannot regulate the birth of every super A level. Everyone seeks to be different. Occasionally, there are newborn super A levels that are unwilling to compete for profit, unwilling to show their talents, unwilling to participate in the changing times, thus choosing to hide in hiding after entering the super A level domain, hiding the power that is so difficult to obtain.

Because the ability to advance to Super-A is generally a highly motivated person, there are relatively few new super-A students without ambition, and due to factors such as luck, they are not recorded by higher civilizations.

The four people on the field were hiding in hidden super class A a long time ago, like-minded, away from the main universe together, deeply settled in the subdimensional world, hiding in the small building united, regardless of spring and summer and autumn and winter.

This sub-dimension, called the "Kingdom of the Four Divine Kingdoms", is not naturally formed. The four chose a suitable dimension to transform the material, demographic and other elements stolen from the main universe into a prosperous world like utopia. At the same time, all memories of the main universe were erased, so that the inhabitants thought that this dimension was the whole world, which the generations of the population had inherited, had long been convinced of.

Residents live far from war and enjoy the tranquillity of shelter here. Almost everyone can live to sleep and honor the four as “gods of creation”.

The old magician shook his head, "That being said, the resurrection of the sanctuary deserves our attention, and sooner or later we will have a day of decay, and if we can have a second life, we can continue to exist. ”

“When we left, we didn't want to go back. Now we have to break the precept?” Some people hesitate to speak and get used to it here, some of them have out-of-town phobia and instinctively feel excluded.

The old magician turned to the long beard and hesitated: “Look again, now is not a good time to go back, until all the dust settles, then we can talk to the descendant called Black Star. ”

Even the hedging super A level, not listening to the outside of the window, can't help but be caught in the eye by the resurrection of the sanctuary, not just the four people in the field, similar things happen in many corners of the sub-dimensional world.

The resurrection of the sanctuary is like a deep-water bomb, rolling up the mud sand deep beneath the sea, allowing some of the presence hidden in the shadows to begin to fall into the range of sunlight, and invisible dark streams float in unknown corners.

……

Central Star Sea, within the spiritual sect, the temples.

The palace is filled with dense and numb statues of spirits in various shapes, some of them mighty and powerful, some of them super dusty and some of them unnameable. The only thing that is the same is that every one of them is alive and well. The idols of all religions that circulate in the universe should be of every kind and variety.

“God-picker” Urnos stood in the center of the hall, bowing his head to pray, wearing a silver-grey sacrificial clergy robe without wind. The colorful and wonderful spiritual light surrounded the vast body and flew vibrantly, carefully watching the interior of these spiritual lights, seemed to contain a divine saying.

At that point, a cleric walked in with a high ecclesiastical figure.

“Your Eminence the High Sacrifice, the Teacher needs your help. ”

The high ecclesiastical palms of the spiritual sect caress their breasts, perform their first ritual ceremonies and have a respectful attitude.

Urnos stopped praying and didn't answer his head. "”

“Well, because of the resurrection of the sanctuary, we have entered into a new cooperation agreement with Empire and Shining, intending to form a joint scientific research team to study the resurrection of the sanctuary ourselves, and we are prepared to establish a secret institute in the deserted cosmic zone in the middle of the Tripartite Realm, which means to invite the gods to sit in the town. ”

“Yes.”

Urnos turned to the statue of an angel with a sword next to him - a god offered by a large religious school called "Pabloye” - in the mythical system of the Church, a god whose priesthood is equivalent to the existence of a "combatant”.

At this time, the invisible energy diffused, and the statue suddenly shook, emitting a white gold light from the inside out - the moment this light broke away, the feeling of the statue disappeared and suddenly became dead and depressed.

Platinum light blended into Urnos' body. The next moment, he heard only one noise. His back suddenly grew a phantom figure with a broken sense of vision.

The phantom has a pair of glowing wings and a magnificent long sword with the same exterior features as the statue of the god, although it is the same size and looks as Urnos, as if they were the product of a combination of the two.

At this time, the phantom stretched out only his upper body, like a brother-in-law, with his hands on Urnos' wide shoulders, trying to pull himself out of Urnos' body by an inch.

In a matter of seconds, this version of Urnos, an angel with a sword, succeeded in separating itself from the body, fanning its wings suspended in mid-air, sprinkling platinum liquid energy all over the ground, quickly transforming its body from a phantom to an entity, with a strong atmosphere and high energy fluctuations of super A level.

Two figures stand side by side, like different versions of the same person.

At this point, Urnos himself slowly said:

“One god is enough, Pabloye is good enough for this mission. Take him there. ”

“Okay, I'll take him there, thanks for the gift. ”

The spiritual elite has once again begun its first ritual.

No matter how many times he saw this scene, he couldn't help but admire it.

This is the defender of the spiritual sect, the most powerful man in the universe for many years, and the legendary "god picker” who can dot the gods...

One man, the gods!

It was not only personal ability, one of the core cosmic treasures of the spiritual denomination, but also the integration of Urnos into the body that created the name "God-picker”.

At this point, Urnos saw the other party not leave, and said softly:

“Anything else? ”

The spiritual elite came back to God, busy saying:

“One more thing, the head teacher asked me to ask...”

“Ask. ”

The high ecclesiastical level hesitated and cautiously said: "The chief wants to know, are you sure you want to kill the Black Star? ”

Urnos finally looked back at him and frowned.

“Not sure. ”

“... Okay, sorry to bother you, I'm leaving. ”

The elite of the spiritual sect had to leave.

When the witness disappeared into sight, Urnos retracted his gaze, lowered his head and continued to pray, without ever moving his position, like a statue standing in place.

……

The news heat of the Sanctuary's recovery rapidly climbed to its peak within a few days and showed no signs of fading within half a month. Major media outlets found new entry points and began to take stock of the identity, curriculum vitae and abilities of a reviver, suddenly hitting the curiosity of the population, with high viewership rates.

Meanwhile, the production company of the Wayne brand said it would work overnight, make the "Resurrector” series of cards based on historical figures, pick up the card bag, and develop several new genre plays based on the resurgence of the sanctuary, and the level of heat has become pure and green.

In all segments of society, the response of natural disaster superpowers has been intense.

Natural disaster class possesses the strength of one side, preferring to do chicken head instead of phoenix tail. A significant portion of natural disaster class does not want to join the super A power sender fence, but the existence of the sanctuary resurrection shakes the thoughts of many people.

Generally speaking, a natural disaster class joins Super A forces, either to cool down beneath a tree or to gain Super A guidance. But some people know their potential and understand that they do not qualify for Super A, so the motivation to exercise hard is not so strong, quite a few people do not stop and sink into the rights brought about by power.

But nowadays, almost no one can refuse the appeal of a second life, even those who have long accepted their mediocre natural disaster superpowers, cannot help but be rekindled by greed.

Especially the super A-grade seeds, which are the hardest hit in the heart.

Most Super-A seeds originally had an arrogance. Not all people yearned for Super-A guidance. Even if they knew it was good for them, some people didn't want to work for others. After all, they could not work if they wanted to.

Some lone wolf-style super-A seeds just want to get out of their own way, do their own sublimation, and then stand on their own to become the number one character in the universe.

But now the situation has changed. Without Super A, you can't enjoy the Sacred Heart Resuscitation. This is a safety guarantee. These Potential Units are just one step away from Super A, and the mentality is gradually shaking. The idea is slowly starting to reverse to join Super A, get guidance, and qualify for the Sacred Heart Resuscitation as soon as possible.

Most of the superpowers who are able to become Super-A seeds are decisive people. Once they have made a decision, they quickly put it into action. At one time, many Super-A seeds in various stars stop painstakingly repairing, adjusting their itinerary, and turn to shining world.

People who can do it all have arrogance, but most of the time, the reason people don't fake rhetoric is just not enough chips, really fragrant is the law of the universe.