This is an ordinary person with a blonde hair, blue eyes, gentleman's hat, and dress, which is no different from the races of the Western states of the Song Dynasty.

But at this glance, Liu Zheng suddenly saw more!

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Many people who were towed their families or carrying luggage boarded the steam train. When the locomotive sounded and the staff announced that it was banned from approaching the train, thick smoke rose from the locomotive, and the entire train began to move slowly.

A large number of steam ships entered and exited the docks in turn, each one was very huge, powered by a huge steam engine. In the port, countless people were waiting for the arrival of ships or watching ships full of cargo go away.

There is also the huge steam city. Under the operation of countless clockwork and gears, the city slowly floats in the air, like a flying monster.

Various steam items are flooded in people's lives and in various fields, pushing the steam era to the extreme!

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"Ah, Steam Lord, praise you! You are the only true god after the new era, let the whole world enjoy the greatness of Steam Technology!"

There are huge gear signs on the top of the church, and there are fanatical pastors inside the church leading believers to perform rituals of pious compliments to the gods.

"Steam is great, dominating supreme, praises you, the great steam master."

The believers in the church began to praise them from the bottom of their hearts.

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"The immortal White Mist Supreme, with you protecting us, our army will be invincible and defeat all heresy!"

On the devastated battlefield, a general wearing a chain mail held the hilt of his sword tightly, closed his eyes and kissed his necklace, and prayed loudly.

After the prayer, his eyes were cold and he issued an order to execute all prisoners to the soldiers.

The soldiers wearing leather armor and holding muskets pointed their guns at the prisoners who were kneeling on the ground and covered their heads and trembling.

The sound of guns resounded, and as a large amount of steam spread out from the rifle, all the prisoners fell to the ground, and some of them were still twitching in the pool of blood.

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A group of young people were lost in the wilderness and jungle because of adventure. They planned to camp near a dilapidated altar, but they did not expect to suffer misfortune. All kinds of strange things began to happen.

"Ahhh...No! Don't get close to me!!"

Someone was yelling and screaming, and kept retreating. Although there was nothing in front of him, he seemed to have seen the most feared thing.

"I'm a bug, bug..."

Some people have crooked mouths and eyes, climbing on the ground like worms, opening their mouths to eat the dirty soil.

"Steam Mecha 335 is ready... obey the order, sir! For the glory of the floating city, for our time!"

Some people started a scene drama of being alone.

The rest of the people also spoke in various crazy words, and made various strange movements without being controlled. Then they all bleeded in their seven orifices and collapsed to the ground, eventually dying with their eyes closed.

A few people felt something was wrong and fled into the jungle in screams.

"No, we shouldn't come to this place, we shouldn't explore ancient ruins! This is His realm, this is His kingdom, and we, the outside intruders, will die here, here..."

The three men and women who escaped into the jungle found a place to breathe, but at this moment the women among them turned pale and began to become crazy.

"Damn it, I don't believe in any bullshit ancient gods! I only believe in the gun in my hand!"

A man cursed twice, held his gun and roared, venting his anger and panic.

"Heavenly Devil! Go and die!"

"Sacrifice your internal organs to the great Susol!"

The two men around him suddenly began to tremble all over, and then they screamed and threw the man holding the gun to the ground.

"No, stop! You...ah..."

A shrill scream echoed in the jungle.

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Who is he?she?he?or it? What is it?

Where did the ancient church know that He is an eternal and immortal being, and is the real master of this world, who is farther than the history of our existence.

When He appears, He will bring prosperity to technology and bring great changes to the entire world.

There are also mystical lovers who study this area say that when He comes, it will be the end of all of us! I hope no one will understand and look for Him, because that is the most irrational and stupid decision.

Susol, this is our synonym for him.

Oh, no, maybe when I said this name, I was already staring at His eyes, and my old age will be as full of indecisive mist as those people.

Perhaps not being curious about Him and them is the best way to stay healthy.

Everything that is sealed in ancient times should continue to be sealed, those existences that cannot be described, cannot be looked directly at, and cannot be imagined. When I write about these, I hope you can hear my confession. I just want to give a warning to those who come later...

——"Analysis of the Ancient—The Unnamed Existence"

"Hey, how did this occult master end up doing?"

The young student asked the classmates who recommended him this book.

"Well, who knows?"

The classmate shrugged and shook his head.

"Tell me quickly, I really want to know his ending."

The student asked relentlessly.

"Well, I just heard people in this circle say that he ended up going crazy, killing his wife and daughter with his own hands, and then disappearing into everyone's eyes, and even the police couldn't find him."

The classmate made a throat-cutting gesture in front of his neck with his hands.

"Wow, this is cool! I think we should explore the house he once lived in, and maybe find the truth about his disappearance!"

"I advise you not to go, brother, everyone who holds you in this way hears the ending is bad."

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"Susol!"

Liu Zheng, who saw the appearance of sentient beings at first sight and countless scenes, stared at the man in front of him and blurted out.

"Well, you can call me that too, my friend."

Crack...boom!

A flash of lightning suddenly passed by the originally clear sky and began to be covered with clouds.

Liu Zheng's face was extremely cold, and his whole person's appearance began to become real and illusory. He was a ferocious dragon-headed monster, and a Taoist with evil face, and now a normal person. His face kept switching between the three.

"Don't be excited, boy, this is your world, isn't it?"

The man named Susol smiled and spread his hands and said.

He understood his meaning very clearly. After a test and competition here, it was not him who lost it, but Liu Zheng.

"I know you, the guy who has long put his tentacles into this world. Steam technology suddenly emerged in the human civilization in this world three hundred years ago. Is this your influence?"

Liu Zheng asked about the other party’s origin and insisted on speaking.

"Well, it's true that my eyes are causing it, but I've brought about changes to the world and made people happier, right?"

Susol nodded and admitted.

"Also, the thirteenth secret association outside the twelve divine sects, those who are known as the Steam Clan, are your believers and admirers, right?"

He continued to question, and a light flashed in his eyes.

Liu Zheng discovered this as early as when he first came into contact with the secrets of this world.

There is also a more secret sect in addition to the twelve sects. Most people do not understand the existence of this sect at all. What can be traced is that the history of this sect is not very long, and it only took three hundred years to find traces.

"Well, pursuing perfection and praying for greatness, isn't this something that all life likes to do? As for those twelve guys, oh, it's really unlucky and pitiful."

Susol admitted.

"The seal that suppressed them was unbreakable, but you helped them open a gap so that they were about to run out now. So, what is your purpose?"

There is no need to say much about the others, Liu Zheng only wants to know this question.

Is it an enemy or a friend?

He had already learned some of the other party's origins at a glance.

Steam Master, White Mist Supreme, or more honorific titles. He is not an extraordinary practitioner, but not a cultivation system such as immortality, but an indescribable great existence, a heretic demon god who holds power!

In this world for so long, Liu Zheng has not relaxed his vigilance. He knew that such a person was also paying attention to the world and would appear one day.

But he only thought that this person was a god with faith in this world, and he never expected that he was a heretic demon god!

Moreover, it appeared today.

‘Is it because I devoured the half-plane of the underworld and leaked my breath, so I attracted him?’

Liu Zheng was deeply thoughtful and did not show his face.
To be continued...