137. Quite Considerate
The events had to be traced back to that morning.
To ensure she could fool the Pope and completely dispel the idea that “Reina is the Goddess of Light” from some clueless people, Reina had temporarily “created” a clone… the one standing beside Calysia.
Reina called it her “Dark Clone.”
Not because this clone was too dark… but because the name was easy to remember.
The difference between the Light Clone and the Dark Clone was that the former carried the power of light, while the Dark Clone was simply a projection of her main body.
She had inherited the power of level 140, and could completely serve as a real combat force… but the price of summoning a high-level clone was that its existence was limited to about 48 hours.
Therefore, Reina planned to spend no more than two days in this ruin.
The only problem was that Agnes was currently on a “special mission,” and it was a bit inconvenient for others to push her wheelchair, so she could only use gravity to do it herself, which seemed a bit lacking in “prestige.”
To ensure her combat power could be put to use, and also to monitor the Pope without exposing her identity, Reina’s two clones closed their eyes at the same time and began to conserve their energy.
The Pope called the people in his team over and they gathered in a circle, secretly discussing.
“Listen up, when you receive my signal, follow me. Don’t hesitate. I only know where the power of the Goddess of Light is.”
Everyone nodded to each other. Except for Reina, she would always maintain a cold and detached demeanor, and held a skeptical attitude about whether the Pope could find his own power.
“Goddess…”
Just then, Pesa, with Reina’s face, as if she had something to say, and Reina was waiting on the side.
“Goddess, what’s that on your head?”
Pesa asked, and Reina subconsciously shifted her attention to her own head.
Reina smiled: “It’s a flower crown~”
When she created a new clone in the morning, both Agnes and Little Cal had strange reactions.
Little Cal looked at the three Reinas, her eyes glazed over for a moment, not knowing which one to look at, nor how to divide her affection. Thinking that in the future, Reina could use her light projection clone as easily as drinking water, her mind instantly went blank, and she crashed.
Agnes, on the other hand, smiled skillfully and placed the flower crown she had woven on Reina’s Light Clone’s head.
Although she couldn’t quite understand the child’s mood, the white flowers and green leaves were quite beautiful. It seemed that she had this idea after tending to the small garden.
“Who gave the Goddess the flower crown?”
“Mmph…”
Reina tilted her head.
She originally wanted to say it was that little rascal Agnes.
But she was afraid that the Pope would misunderstand that she trusted someone he didn’t, so she could only shake her head and say:
“A devout believer gave it to me.”
“I don’t believe it!”
Her voice seemed to be sulking… But why was she angry?
It wasn’t that she was angry at me, but more like she was angry at someone else.
These little children would indeed have this kind of competitive psychology, for example, who was more devout.
And especially the Saintess and the Hero, and they were both children, it was normal for them to be compared.
And as expected, Pesa began to suspect Agnes:
“Goddess, will… will the Saintess come?”
“She’s not here,” Reina said ambiguously.
“I see…”
Pesa breathed a sigh of relief.
As expected, this little girl already had so many schemes at such a young age.
For a moment, Reina didn’t know what to say. She could only wait for Pesa to continue talking to her. At this moment, Reina could only shut off her main body’s consciousness, obediently hold the dragon egg in her arms and incubate it, and try her best to protect it.
This way, she could transfer most of her extra energy to her two clones.
Suddenly, a huge machine like a mobile fortress drove out of the army. In the cockpit, which resembled a bulldozer’s, was an orc in red clothes.
He was much smaller than an ordinary orc, but he was the “magic specialist” among the orcs.
Besides his magic ability, which would never surpass other races, what he was good at was undoubtedly tinkering with those magitek machines, to achieve his goals and even fight.
But his talent wasn’t used to solve problems like the lack of productivity within humanity, but for combat… Those terrifying siege machines were all designed by this person named [Shaman Crimson Statue].
Because her eyes were closed, Reina didn’t see the “construction site.”
With a “hehe, I’m here!” sound, a huge mechanical structure paved countless platforms.
The platforms, supported by mechanical arms, operated like countless circulating elevators downwards, and the lowest elevator would be lifted up by a shaft. The machine would keep running, ensuring that every exploration team could “get on board” at any time.
The elevator shaft that transported the platforms was even a thousand meters long when fully extended, a breathtaking sight.
Simply put, it was an elevator like a “waterwheel.”
Watching the mechanical arms operate rapidly, the army also let out a series of sighs.
For the “ancients” who spent all day studying swords and magic books, it was as absurd as magic from the steam age.
When Reina curiously wanted to take a look at how magnificent the scene was, she wasn’t surprised at all… The technology tree of this world also seemed to be operating in a strange way. After all, even flying carriages could be designed.
…As expected of technology born from magic. However, in the [Hundred-Layer Purgatory], Reina had seen similar mechanical structures.
“Master, have you seen this kind of thing before?”
The Dark Clone wasn’t very surprised by Calysia’s expression. The latter just shook her head gently and smiled:
“So-called technology has no meaning to the current dragon race.”
For a moment, Reina didn’t know how to refute, but in the case of Calysia and herself, it was undeniable.
Beings of their level, in terms of combat performance, were almost completely, even far superior to, the technological level of the world in Reina’s memory. Their super-strong healing ability almost required no medical measures, their high-strength scales could withstand any pressure, and they could even withstand temperatures of thousands or even tens of thousands of degrees. Strictly speaking, as long as their magic power was sufficient, they didn’t need to breathe or eat, and could fly through space at a terrifying speed…
And the Goddess of Light was probably an even more terrifying existence.
Although there was no saying that she reaped believers… but from the epics, one could see that the Goddess of Light possessed divine power and authority that no other creature could match. She could even travel freely between worlds. Perhaps there were many adjacent planes also under the Goddess of Light’s control, for example, the “Four Realms” which were originally separated from the world.
Just then, as if to prove something, when Reina’s Dark Clone took Calysia’s hand, the four dragons of the first exploration team spread their wings and flew into the ruin entrance, which was like a sinkhole.
The others in the exploration team, who were not dragon members, all cast envious glances.
“Dragons are so good, they even have wings,” the Pope’s Short Wind said helplessly.
“It doesn’t matter. Although we don’t have wings, we also don’t have technology!” White Cone patted Short Wind’s shoulder and laughed loudly.
Paris shrugged helplessly, and the Pope also looked unhappy.
But Pesa was different.
“Goddess, let me push your wheelchair. Your eyes, aren’t they injured?”
Reina nodded.
This little one was quite considerate.
