Bishop Furren admired as he pressed his hand to the pale blue button that had been flashing. There was an eerie creak from the rectangular box, followed by a mechanical voice: "Divine power detected...... According to the data comparison, there is a 98% probability that it will be determined to be the executor of Plan L...... Identification ...... Connecting to the main system...... Connection to the primary system failed...... Activate the emergency plan ......"

"Mechanical creations are so amazing!" Bishop Flon exclaimed as he watched the box make a self-aware sound.

After staying in the chaotic space for such a long time, Bishop Furren already has a very thorough understanding of the soul god law here, and he can conclude that there is absolutely no consciousness similar to the soul in this box, which means that the sound that this box just emitted is completely simulated humanoid consciousness. In Bishop Flren's view, this was a miracle.

The surprise that the small box brought to Bishop Flon was by no means the only thing, and a moment later a mechanical voice came out of the box again: "Emergency plan has been activated...... Start analyzing spatial data ......"

A long, needle-like object suddenly protruded from the side of the small box, and the tip of the needle was a pale blue ball of light. Bishop Furren looked closely, and saw that the orb of light was actually a mechanical artifact that spun and rotated. From this mechanical divine text, a faint mechanical divine power was constantly released in all directions.

With the release of mechanical divine power, Bishop Furon felt that the entire chaotic space affected by the stagnation of time and space began to vibrate slightly.

The mechanical divine power emitted by this seemingly inconspicuous small box was able to shake the chaotic space affected by the stagnation of time and space and the laws of the soul god, once again refreshing Bishop Fren's understanding of mechanical divine power, he had never imagined that he could do this with just a few mechanical divine words.

"It's the power of the law......" Bishop Flon muttered to himself, a little dejected.

Only the law can fight the law. The reason why space-time stagnation can stagnate a part of the chaotic space is because the principle of space-time stagnation magic actually uses the power of the law of the god of stars, and the current indication is that the small box composed of several mechanical gods uses the power of the law of the god of machines.

Augusta himself did not appear here, and was able to use the laws of the Mechanical God with just a preset program and a few mechanical artifacts...... Bishop Furren felt that his brain was running out of ideas, could it be that Augusta was the god of machines himself?

As Bishop Furren continued to sigh, the first wave of mechanical divine power fluctuations emanating from the spinning mechanical divine text had reached the edge of the entire chaotic space. After this fluctuation touched the edge of the space, it immediately began to spread along the edge like a tide, and in the blink of an eye, the entire chaotic space seemed to be covered with a layer of light blue light.

After the pale blue light mask filled every corner of the edge of the chaotic space, it suddenly retracted inwards and returned to the small box. Bishop Fren had expected the box to make a mechanical sound again, but in addition to making a loud creaking sound, the box began to show signs of smoking.

"Is this little box overwhelmed?" thought Bishop Flon in astonishment. He had visited the Duchy of Bavaria, and during that visit, Augusta had revealed to him some secrets about mechanical creations. According to Augusta, mechanical creations seem to be omnipotent, but in fact they have a major flaw, that is, any mechanical creation will have a bearing value, and when the carrying value exceeds the limit of the mechanical creation, the mechanical creation will be overwhelmed and destroyed.

At that time, Augusta even showed Bishop Flon on the spot how the mechanical creation was destroyed after exceeding its carrying value. He told Bishop Fren with regret that he was not yet able to solve the problem of the carrying value of mechanical creations.

The strange appearance of the small box in front of him is very similar to the scene in the original demonstration, so Bishop Flon made this judgment.

"Oh no!" exclaimed Bishop Fren, who suddenly remembered that the destruction of the mechanical creature by exceeding its carrying value was not a wonderful scene, and if he remembered correctly, it was an earth-shattering explosion. Could it be that this little box will also ......

Thinking of this, Bishop Flon turned around and wanted to leave this unstable factor, but the needle sticking out of the small box suddenly sent a light blue pillar of light at him. Bishop Flon immediately rushed to the binding force from the mechanical divine power.

"Old friend, this is not the time to joke!" In his eagerness, Bishop Flon couldn't break free from the mechanical power, and saw that the small box was not only smoking outward, but also began to burst out with pale blue sparks, and Bishop Flon panicked a little. He didn't think he could survive the explosion of mechanical power.

At this time, a new message from Augusta came directly to his mind through the mechanical divine power that bound him: "The executor of Plan L, after analysis, has concluded that the current situation is similar to Plan S and Plan T, and it is recommended to start the plan to change...... Program Details......"

The mechanical divine power communicated with Bishop Fren's consciousness extremely quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he told Bishop Fren in detail about every step of the so-called Plan S Plan T.

"Is there such an operation? Are you sure this is reliable?" Bishop Flon was stunned after hearing the plan, and subconsciously asked rhetorically. He took the message from the mechanical powers for Augusta himself.

He immediately realized that this was completely a piano for the ox, and that no matter how powerful Augusta was, he could only preset various plans, and it was impossible for him to be intelligent enough to answer his questions on his own.

However, the truth soon slapped him in the face, and as soon as Bishop Fren's words fell, the mechanical divine power that came into his mind suddenly made a strange sound, creating an illusion for Bishop Fren, as if the mechanical divine power was thinking with the help of his brain, and then an indifferent voice that was completely different from just now sounded in his mind:

"The estimated success rate is 80 percent, and if you fail, please be blessed. Countdown to start the program, thirty, twenty-nine, twenty-eight ......"

As the countdown to the indifferent voice began, Bishop Flon saw that the shape of the small box changed again, and it was very vividly transformed from a rectangular box to the image of a human bomb with a strange smile, and the fuse on the bomb head had been ignited, and it was beginning to burn out quickly with the countdown sound.

"Old friend's joke isn't funny at all. Bishop Flon smiled helplessly, and from the face of the bomb, he could vaguely see the shadow of the old friend.

"—Sixteen—This is no joke—Fifteen—Seize the moment—Be ready—Fourteen—" The reaction of this indifferent voice was surprisingly fast, and Bishop Flon replied as soon as he finished speaking, and at the same time did not delay the countdown, and the level of intelligence of Bishop Flon amazed him.