Castle of Black Iron

With that average-looking tin kettle, Zhang Tie walked towards the battle field in the distance under the reflection of the bloody and fiery curtain.

Thousands of people were still kneeling down the ground, including O’Laura. Everybody was stunned by this God’s manifestation. At this moment, Zhang Tie was both familiar and strange to O’Laura. She showed her awe to Zhang Tie. Not until this moment did O’Laura realize that she didn’t understand this man, whom she thought she understood very well and presented the God’s Manifestation.

At this moment, Zhang Tie became too bright and holy that nobody dared to see him directly. O’Laura immediately felt dwarfed inside. She knew that the one in front of her was not that Peter whom she could hug and touch casually.

The kettle in Zhang Tie’s hand formed an endless sweat spring which gurgled out the water constantly. He walked to those soldiers who were kneeling down in front of him and sprayed the water onto them from the kettle. The crowd started to be noisy while everybody pushed towards Zhang Tie. Kneeling down the ground, they raised their heads and stared at Zhang Tie with pious and desiring eyes. Meanwhile, they reached out their quivering hands, wanting to touch the God’s manifestation.

Everybody touched it and realized that it was real water. Water was flowing out of the kettle constantly...

When the icy, sweet spring was sprayed on their hands, some could not wait to catch it with their hands and drink it while others piously daubed the spring water on their own faces and bodies...

At this moment, thousands of people shed tears along with the spring water...

Despaired ones wept as they saw hopes...

Sufferers cried as they felt relieved...

Pious ones dropped off tears as they were moved by the holy movement of Peter...

Those with no belief also sobbed due to shamelessness and self-accusation...

Numerous hands were striving to touch Zhang Tie’s garment corners. However, no hand dared to directly touch Zhang Tie’s body as they didn’t want to profane him. Some even kissed Zhang Tie’ footsteps.

Zhang Tie was a holy and solemn incarnation.

Zhang Tie came to the front of O’Laura. O’Laura also reached out of her hands. When the crystal spring water flew across her palms, O’Laura’s last doubt disappeared. "This is a God’s manifestation, a real God’s manifestation." The one who presented this God’s manifestation was that man in front of her.

"You’re my mate; you don’t have to kneel down in front of me!" Zhang Tie’s voice drifted clearly as he held fast O’Laura’s hand and pulled her up.

For some reason, although having been very intimate with Zhang Tie, O’Laura still felt very thrilled like being injected with a great power while Zhang Tie pulled her up by his hands.

Zhang Tie continued to walk forward with O’Laura on his side.

Zhang Tie caught sight of Roslav and Waajid as well as that team of soldiers of the huge bear tribe. If he was gazed by a team of men, who were kneeling down the ground and supporting their swords with hands which were inserted into the ground, with such hot and exciting eyes in usual days, Zhang Tie might have turned around and escaped away. But now, he had to bear it.

Zhang Tie knew that since he had started it, he had no route of retreat now. He had to act like a god to the end.

Zhang Tie sprayed water on the soldiers of the huge bear tribe. All the soldiers looked as fascinated as experiencing a good rain after a long drought.

Roslav and Waajid were still kneeling down the ground. While being thrilled, their scorching eyes seemed desiring for something more. They were waiting for something...

Zhang Tie gritted his teeth...

When the onlookers saw Zhang Tie dipping water in the kettle and reached towards Roslav’s forehead, they all held their breath and widened their eyes to witness the sacred moment.

Roslav and Waajid grew more thrilled. Keeping their eyes closed, they both raised high their heads.

With a calm look, Zhang Tie dipped water with his finger and drew three horizontal lines and one vertical line on the foreheads of Roslav and Waajid. It was a Chinese character "王". The whole process was like a mysterious baptism.

"My blessing to you comes from the brave warriors in Ice and Snow Wilderness. From today on, even if you’re in the darkest and most hopeless situation, if you follow the brilliance, bravery and loyalty in your mind, you will always get the honorable road and never get lost!"

Closely after Zhang Tie’s words, a brilliance appeared on Roslav and Waajid while numerous purple sparkles gathered into a huge bear. After a muffled roar, it slowly dispersed.

Zhang Tie didn’t know what was that; however, he remained calm. Those who knew the meaning of the brilliance and the pattern on Roslav and Waajid were shocked once again...

"LV 2 sublimation; LV 2 sublimation..." someone cried...

Unexpectedly, soon after the mysterious baptism, Roslav and Waajid had already broken through LV 2 sublimation.

Everybody owed this to Peter’s mysterious baptism and his mysterious mark of blessing on the foreheads of Roslav and Waajid. At this moment, everybody was throwing their admiring eyes towards Roslav and Waajid. As a result, Roslav and Waajid were very excited.

Only Zhang Tie knew that Roslav and Waajid’s LV 2 sublimation was nothing to do with him. He had no ability to let them break through at all. He didn’t know what was LV 2 sublimation either. This breakthrough should be related to their changing mentality and spirits. The power of one’s spirit and belief was marvelous. In special situations, if one was stimulated, one’s potential would burst out. It was not strange for an average person to lift an object which weighed tons at critical moment.

Whereas, the two people realized their LV 2 sublimation at the very critical moment. What a coincidence! After glancing at the onlookers who were watching him, Zhang Tie knew that from now on nobody would doubt his words any more.

This was the power of belief and spirit!

This power would be kind in someone’s hands which could nourish everything; however, in someone’s hands, this power became very terrifying as it could destroy everything like storms and lightning bolts.

At his moment, Zhang Tie needed this power. Only with this power could he finally help everybody escape out of here.

Zhang Tie walked towards the battle field in the distance with a solemn look. At this moment, he didn’t even need to say anything as everybody was following him firmly. Roslav, Waajid and their team of huge bear soldiers were walking on Zhang Tie’s right hand. Roslav and Waajid looked solemn with a strong sense of mission. They were like Zhang Tie’s guardians. O’Laura was walking on Zhang Tie’s right hand.

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When Zhang Tie’s overwhelming bloody and fiery curtain drew close to the battle field, both parties, pioneers or soldiers of the allied forces became curious and nervous. For the sake of safety, both parties rapidly narrowed their front. Leaving their wounded soldiers on the battle field, they all looked around at the distance.

When the bloody and fiery curtain drew closer, its glow had almost covered the whole battle field, finally the soldiers clearly saw the bloody sparkles that dropped off the sky.

Like those people behind Zhang Tie, these people also became quiet at the sight of this scene.

Zhang Tie didn’t speak; however, those behind him seemingly had reached an agreement with each other. 5000-6000 people roared what Zhang Tie had said just now. The sound was so loud that it resonated in the enclosed underground space. Everyone felt very holy inside.

"Those who believe in me will be saved!"

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"Those who follow me, even if you walk in the desert, you will get sweet spring water from above stones..."

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"All the darkness is because of lack of light; all the guilt is because of lack of mercy. You are suffering from pains and fears because you are separated from me!"

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The sound grew closer and louder. Gradually, it started to resonate over the relics. As a result, all the soldiers and pioneers on the battle field changed their faces.

With a solemn sound, Zhang Tie appeared in the battle field with a tin kettle under the brilliance of his bloody and fiery curtain...

Spring water was flowing out of the tin kettle all the way here...

When encountering those wounded soldiers of the allied forces or pioneers, Zhang Tie would stop with mercy before slightly pressing their chests...

Closely after that, thirsty people had their powers back...

Those in coma woke up at once...

Wounds of those who were slightly injured started to recover...

Wounds of those who were heavily injured stopped deteriorating. They had a chance to survive on...

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"Those who believe in me will be saved!"

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"Those who follow me, even if you walk in the desert, you will get sweet spring water from above stones..."

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"All the darkness is because of lack of light; all the guilt is because of lack of mercy. You are suffering from pains and fears because you are separated from me!"

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Watching such an unimaginable scene and the kettle from where the water constantly flew out, uncle Milan dropped his weapon onto the ground, causing a sound "bang" as he muttered, "God’s manifestation...God’s manifestation...we’re saved, we’re saved...the God is coming to save us..." After that, he knelt down facing the one who brought the brilliance and started to cry like a kid...

On the battle field, rows of soldiers and pioneers dropped off their weapons and knelt down the ground. Although the firm-minded soldiers and pioneers didn’t drop tears in battle just now, they were all crying like babies at this moment...

Just because...

In the despair and dark...

The God’s manifestation...is to save a humble person like me!

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In the main tent of the allied forces, watching so many soldiers and pioneers joining that team behind that person and singing together, Gangula’s face turned pale. He started to quiver. Watching the soldiers of the allied forces, even the soldiers of the wild bear tribe joined the team behind that person, they didn’t even glance at him...

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"Those who believe in me will be saved!"

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"Those who follow me, even if you walk in the desert, you will get sweet spring from above stones..."

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"All the darkness is because of lack of light; all the guilt is because of lack of mercy. You are suffering from pains and fears because you are separated from me!"

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This sound almost made an earthquake.

At this moment, the so-called secular authority and personal dignity had become as humble as the dust on the ground.

Seeing Zhang Tie walking towards them with that sacred kettle, all the military officials and soldiers outside the main tent knelt down the ground. Even the heads of all the tribes hurriedly knelt down in front of that unimaginable God’s manifestation. Although Gangula wanted to stick to his own willingness, he felt his feet becoming week...

Sabrina also knelt down. When the others knelt down on her side, Sabrina also did that. On Gangula’s side, she revealed a wisp of smile as she looked at that dignified man with a shocking and unspoken satisfaction, "My elder brother, do you stick to your dignity in front of such a God’s manifestation?"

Although Gangula was a mad dog, he was not silly. He knew the outcome to be distinctive at this moment. If he acted distinctively, he would become a dead dog very soon!

Gangula was the last person who stood outside the main tent. He wanted to preserve his dignity for a longer time. However, he finally succumbed to Peter while oozing sweat over his forehead under the gaze of tens of thousands of people behind Zhang Tie. Even Roslav and Waajid who was over 50 m away from him had started to narrow their eyes on him.

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Seeing Gangula kneeling down in front of him, Zhang Tie finally let out a sigh as he knew that he had made it.

"Those who follow me, as long as you have a firm mind, you will be able to move the mountain and turn the abyss into a plain road. That’s my promise to you..."