Seven hundred years ago, Bertila Augustus actually attended the funeral of Gawain Cecil...
This incident was really beyond Gawain's expectation. But there is no impression at all - of course it is normal to have no impression. After all, the main task of his body at that time was to lie in the coffin for people to pay their respects. But there were also a group of bigwigs attending the funeral, the first generation of founding veterans. But all of them had bad tempers. When there was a disagreement in the palace meeting, they would be beaten from Silver Castle to Iron Cross Street. Bertila, who had become a dark druid at that time, actually dared to get close...
It can only be said that she is really concerned about the death of Gawain Cecil.
"It's actually not that difficult." Bertila seemed to know that Gawain was surprised by this. She shook her head and showed a helpless smile, "The death of all things at that time was far from what it was later. You should also know that we have just started our activities at that time. And...as a high-level druid, I always have a way."
Gao Wen. He made a sound without delving further into this issue: "As you said, Gawain Cecil made a deal with his soul, so after his death his soul dried up and his body was just a blank body, so There is no way he can be resurrected, then..."
An idea gradually took shape in his mind. Although it was bizarre, it was still lingering.
He exhaled and said in a deep voice: "This blank body really seems to be prepared for me, doesn't it?"
Bertila's eyes widened. , obviously, she had never considered this direction before today.
It was personal feelings and natural vigilance against outsiders that blinded her originally sharp thinking and judgment.
"Don't look at me like that, I know what you are thinking," Gawain glanced at Bertila and shook his head helplessly, "I'm just guessing, I don't know the details - I There is no such thing in my memory. It may have been erased by others, or even erased by myself, but we can keep this possibility - the body left by Gawain Cecil, from the beginning It’s for me.”
Gawain Cecil made a deal with a mysterious being in the Sea of Eternal Darkness, using his soul as a bargaining chip.
When he just heard this sentence, Gawain had already made waves in his heart. He has been thinking about the secret of his "resurrection" and the destination of Gawain Cecil's mysterious voyage, but there are key links missing in everything, and all the clues are isolated from each other and cannot be connected as a whole.
Until now, the information revealed by Bertila allowed him to make a bold guess - although the clues are still incomplete, at least he can have a reasonable guess:
The so-called transaction that Gawain Cecil mentioned to the people around him after returning from the voyage was this "resurrection" seven hundred years later.
But the target of resurrection is not him, but an extraterrestrial visitor in a lonely universe.
HoweverHow did Gawain Cecil, an ordinary human being, contact satellites far away in space?
Those crystals...the crystals of unknown origin that he handed over to the Mithril Treasure House for safekeeping seem to explain some problems.
When Gawain came into contact with those crystals, he successfully reestablished contact with the satellites in space, which shows that the function of those crystals is similar to some kind of "communication medium."
Gawain Cecil should have found those crystals during his voyage seven hundred years ago, perhaps in the so-called "Eternal Dark Sea", and those crystals allowed him to connect to space. In Gawain, in an exchange whose traces were deliberately erased, the souls of the two worlds reached a deal.
As for how this deal was reached, it is still unknown what motives Gawain Cecil had at the time.
But Gawain had a vague guess. If his assumptions were true, then what he was doing now might be what was agreed in the deal back then.
He exhaled slowly.
A series of exciting hypotheses, but hypotheses are still hypotheses. As long as there is insufficient evidence, he cannot completely take his conjectures seriously. These... are just possibilities.
"Wanderers from outside the territory will also be trapped by memory problems... This is indeed beyond my expectation," Bertila snorted, "It seems that your group is not without flaws in mind. "
Looking at Bertila's appearance, I don't know how many non-existent characteristics those Eternal Sleepers have made up on the "Outer Territory Wanderer" race card... I'm afraid it's not the Eternal Sleeper. There is also a special "extraterritorial wanderer behavioral characteristics (brain supplement) research room" inside.
If you have a chance, you should ask Daniel to investigate. If there is any, see if you can add some "artistic processing" into it...
The most effective way to deal with cultists is to use They can also compete - this is the greatest experience Gawain gained after successfully bluffing the Eversleeper for the first time.
"Of course we have shortcomings, all mortals have shortcomings," Gawain said lightly, "And I want to remind you again - at least at this stage, you can regard me as a real person. Gawain Cecil, whether it is for the memory I inherited or for his own reputation."
Bertila stared at Gawain for a long time, as if he was facing him. A difficult choice, and finally she suddenly laughed: "The real Gawain Cecil... Do you know what the real brother Gawain would do if he stood here?"
" The first reaction is to kill you," Gawain said calmly.
The expression on Bertila’s face was stunned.
"Do you still remember what you said in the dream? You are in trouble, a big disaster," Gawain continued expressionlessly, "You have taken a wrong path, but let the Holy Spirit The people of the plains and even Ansu will bear the price for you. Of course, the Death Society of All Things has already accepted the punishment with its own fate. YouIt has become like this, but Gawain Cecil will still draw his sword. "
Bertila lowered his eyelids slightly: "...It seems that you have indeed inherited almost all of his memories..."
"But I haven't finished yet - his The second reaction was to chop the sword on the ground next to him. "
"Why? "
"Because you are Bertila, and because of your current appearance...there is really no need to strike again," Gawain said quietly, "Do you think you are still a powerful person now? A living person? "
Bertila was startled for a moment.
Her perception was spreading, and her spirit was spreading in this twisted body.
She She could feel the dark and deep earth, and she could also feel the cool air of autumn. She could feel the water rushing through her roots, and she could also feel the birds landing on the branches. The brave little animals had begun to swim in those They settled down among the branches of trees, bushes, and grass pits, preparing for a new home.
The wind blew across the sky of Solinburg, and the leaves on the outer edge of the giant tree trembled in a huge way. The canopy of trees stretches in the sunshine, covering the burned earth at a very high place.
She is rooted here, this is her new home and her eternal prison. .
In the meeting hall of the dark underground palace, Bertira—or some of Bertira’s mimetic communication entities lowered their heads to Gawain: "Then as an outsider, what do you have to me? What’s your opinion? "
"I want to confirm first," Gawain thought for a while, looking down at the pioneer sword in his hand, "If I cut you with a sword here, will you die? "
"...I'm afraid not," Bertila shook his head, "You will only cut off one of my roots. The right thing to do is to completely destroy the entire tree... which is my body. Use your powerful explosive props and your magic flames that can burn everything. Only by completely burning the entire tree including the underground structure can you kill me.
"This is not easy. In terms of pure survival ability, my life has achieved a 'great evolution', but I know this is not difficult for your army. You It can be done.
“And burning at the stake...is indeed suitable for cultists. "
Gawain glanced at the long sword in his hand and sighed slightly.
"We have set enough fires here. This land does not need to be burned anymore." Burn it for the second time," he said as if talking to himself, "and you...just take root here quietly. Your taking root may be of some benefit to the people of the Holy Spirit Plain. "
Bertila lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking. It wasn't until a few seconds later that Gawain heard her voice: "I understand, Gawain...brother. "
Gawain raised his eyebrows.
This is considered a deal.
He nodded and brought the topic back on track: "ThisWhat else is there in the palace? What is the lower level? "
"There is nothing worth exploring at the lower level. When the body of the false god broke free, it destroyed the lowest support structure. In order to temporarily imprison him, the last remaining priests blew up the The large passage area and the rock bottom area," Bertila shook his head, "If you don't believe it, you can go down the corridor on the east side and have a look. I can feel there is a gap there, and you should be able to see the collapsed passage and Rock formations stacked on top of each other. In fact, if the rock layers on both sides of the underground rift valley had not squeezed into the middle to form new supports, and if my roots had not maintained the structure of the underground palace, this place would have inevitably collapsed together with the one below. ”
Gawain frowned, this was a regrettable situation - he was also looking forward to digging out more secrets and even lost technologies from this ancient underground ruins, but now it seems Later, with the rampage of the man-made god and the resistance of the priests of the death of all things, all the ancient secrets here have been buried underground with the great collapse...
"Don't be too nervous. It's a pity," but Bertila then said, "The lowest level itself doesn't have much - this ancient palace was not built by us, it was built by an ancient civilization that has been lost for unknown ages. The deep layers are entrenched with forces that even we find difficult to resist. Therefore, for hundreds of years, our main activity areas have been basically in the middle and upper floors - most of the rooms and corridors in the lower floors are completely sealed, except for the decaying There was nothing but air and hollow echoes.
“The only valuable areas in the lower level are the Grand Priest’s room and the rift area where the false god’s body is made. However, the false god’s body no longer exists, and the Grand Priest’s room is the most valuable. Worthy..."
As Bertila spoke, she raised her hand and handed the big book she had been holding to her chest forward.
“That’s it.”
Gawain’s attention shifted to the book following Bertila’s movements.
The moment he saw it, he had an unspeakable feeling -
He vaguely felt something familiar from this book. This feeling is slightly similar to the "spiritual resonance" he felt when contacting the satellite, but there is a significant difference. It is like... some kind of fake. Although he tries his best to imitate it, it is not the real thing after all.
Or to put it another way, he could feel a clear mental vibration when resonating with the satellite, but when facing this book, he could also feel a similar resonance, but it was much fuzzy and confusing.
"What is this?" Gawain asked curiously.
"The Ultimate Book, the only thing we found in the lowest level of this underground palace that is safe and can be controlled by mortals," Bertila said, "In the past hundreds of years, it has belonged to Our Grand Priest."
"The Ultimate Book... sounds very extraordinary," Gawain said while looking at the big black book cautiously - he knew the curiosity. It is human progressOne of the driving forces, excessive curiosity, can also bring danger. Although he did not feel threatened by this book, the origin of this thing is unknown and it exudes a strange aura, which really makes people wary.
...Do you want to touch it?
“The Grand Priest gave it to me before merging with the body of the false god, hoping that I would lead the Death Society of All Things,” Bertila continued, “But as you can see—— The Death of All Things has disappeared, and I...have become like this. This book is of no use to me, if you want it, you can take it."
Gawain thought for a while, and finally took the book and carefully opened its cover.
The next second, a voice came from his mind:
"Illegal media login system detected."