Yuri and Magnum stood on the streets of an uninhabited town, with the same confusion on their expressions. Their minds had obviously been disturbed, their senses were blocked, and all consciousness was trapped in some kind of thick "curtain" "Deeply, Daniel is in exactly the same state as he was not long ago.
Gawain came to the two eternal sleeper archbishops, but before using his specialness to help the two archbishops regain their consciousness, he glanced at Daniel.
"Within the Order of the Eternal Sleeper, how do priests above the bishop level view 'outside wanderers'?"
Daniel thought for a while and replied respectfully: "You The existence itself is enough to scare most of the Eternal Sleepers, but priests above the bishop need to think more than ordinary believers. While they are afraid of you, they will also analyze your behavior and speculate on your possible stance..."
"Oh? Speculate my position?" Gawain suddenly became a little interested, "What kind of position?"
"The bishops and archbishops believe that every wanderer from outside the territory is You have a 'mission' that is beyond the understanding of ordinary people, and your actions are centered around this mission; they believe that they should try to avoid conflicts with you, because it is of no benefit; some bishops believe that wanderers from outside the territory have no natural good or evil and position, you and your tribe are passers-by in this world, and this world is only a temporary stop in your eyes, while a very small number of bishops believe that limited and cautious contact with wanderers outside the territory is not Bad thing. Although the first contact between the Eternal Sleeper and you had an unfriendly start, your activity in Anzu has shown that you don’t mind establishing cooperation and connections with other mortals..."
高Wen touched his chin, feeling like he was being treated as some kind of large neutral wild monster by the Eternal Sleeper...
Are these nerd technicians really relying on their brains to make a living?
Daniel quietly observed Gawain's face, and then asked carefully: "My lord, what are you asking about..."
"It's nothing, I'm just a little curious," Gawain said He said casually, and couldn't help but smile when he looked at Yuri and Magnum, "I'm curious what would happen if I suddenly released my concealment and appeared directly in front of these two people."
Daniel's face suddenly showed a look of surprise and astonishment, and then he seriously thought about the feasibility of doing this.
Gawain smiled when he saw this: "Don't take it seriously, I don't intend to do this."
As he said this, he came to the two people who were still in a state of mental interference. Next to the archbishop, he gently patted his hand.
"Next, I will return to the scene."
......
Yuri and Magnum were lost in the boundless fog of chaos It lasted for a long time, as if it was a dream that I couldn't wake up from.
As experts in the field of mind and dreams, they were not panicked by this situation, and had vaguely grasped the cause of this situation. After realizing that the problem was not external,After changing the environment instead of their own minds, the two archbishops stopped walking around and exploring in vain, and began to try to solve the problem themselves.
"I'm afraid we have to recalibrate our minds," Magnum's loud voice came through the fog. Yuri couldn't see the specific figure and face of the other party, and could only vaguely see something. A relatively familiar gray-black outline floated in the fog, which meant that the "distance" between the two people should be very close, but the interference of perception made it impossible for the two people to see each other directly even if they were close at hand, "This damn fog should be It’s some kind of mental image interference, which causes our consciousness and sensory layers to be misaligned.”
“I’m afraid it’s not just mental image interference,” Archbishop Yuri responded, “I can’t contact the monitoring team at the rear— —I’m afraid that in addition to misaligned perceptions and interference, our entire minds have also been transferred to some deeper imprisonment... This town is alive, and it even has the ability to create such exquisite and sinister traps to deal with us. "
"This (Oldnan's expletive) place!" Archbishop Magnan cursed, "In short, let's calibrate our minds first. No matter where we are trapped, we must at least see clearly. What can you do to live with yourself..."
Listening to the constant noise of the familiar loud voice, Archbishop Yuri just said lightly: "While you were shouting those vulgar words, I was already doing this I did it."
He gathered his divergent consciousness, condensed his slightly distorted thoughts, and re-outlined his distorted self-perception bit by bit in this chaotic and unbalanced spiritual ocean.
The boundless mist condensed around him, and the outlines of many familiar and unfamiliar things emerged in the mist. Yuri felt that his mind was sinking into the depths of memory and consciousness. Gradually, The disturbing fog dissipated, and a condensed and "real" scene finally appeared in his sight again.
He was in an ancient and gloomy castle, in the library of the castle.
The centuries-old stone walls are inlaid with magic crystals that emit dim yellow light. Classical "Trickel" columns extend in sight, and the stone columns support the high masonry dome. , the complex and mysterious mural coat of arms on the dome was covered with a layer of black gray, as if it had merged with the darkness outside the castle.
Between the stone pillars and the walls, between the gloomy dome and the rough slate floor, there are rows of heavy oak bookshelves, and brass lamp posts with bright yellow light at the top.
Wearing a white robe, Yuri wandered quietly in this gloomy ancient castle, walking among the bookshelves that seemed to drown people.
"Calibrating the mind...is really not a pleasant thing."
The Eternal Sleeper Archbishop murmured softly, following the memories that had faded and faded, but were now clear The reproduced bookshelf goes deeper.
This comes from his deeply buried memory, and it is also a memory that he cannot forget.
He walked past a black bookshelf, between the two pillars of the bookshelf,But there was a wooden door strangely embedded in it. When Yuri walked through the door, the door opened automatically, and a light suddenly appeared from the door, revealing the scene on the other side——
A boy wearing a luxurious equestrian coat ran in the bright castle, followed by anxious-looking servants and maids. The old housekeeper stood panting not far away, with a look of helplessness on his face.
Yuri's eyes did not shift, he just walked quietly, leaving the door behind him.
The next bookshelf, the next door...
The boy was riding a horse, walking briskly through the paths of the manor. Unknown birds started from the roadside, wearing red clothes. , servants in blue smocks followed closely nearby.
The older boy was sitting in the library, reading expensive books and classics with a smile on his face. The old housekeeper stood quietly aside with a peaceful smile on his face.
There were people coming and going in the castle, and a middle-aged noble couple with blurred faces stood in the courtyard with frowning faces.
Some people are reading His Majesty the Emperor's decree, some are discussing the dark clouds in Aldernan, some are discussing the intrigues and battles in the Obsidian Palace, and some are whispering about Prince Rosetta Augustus. Some people are talking about the madness and paranoia of the Augustus family, others are talking about the collapse of the old imperial capital, and the curse that spread among the royal members after the collapse.
Many strangers appeared in the castle, including a knight whose face was hidden behind an iron mask. The servants lost their radiant appearance, the old housekeeper frowned, and there was a whisper coming from nowhere. Echoing between the bookshelves and spreading in Yuri's ears, these whispers repeatedly mentioned frightening words such as the betrayal of the traitors, the old emperor's descent into madness, and the fire in the Obsidian Palace.
The gorgeous furnishings in the castle corridors were evacuated, and the iron boots of the royal infantry broke the tranquility of the manor paths. The boy became a young man, no longer riding horses, no longer laughing wantonly, he was quiet. Sitting quietly in the ancient library, immersed in those yellowed classics and hidden knowledge.
The servants were dismissed. The male master of the castle went to Aldernan and never returned. The mistress walked madly through the courtyard, cursing in a low voice, and the withered leaves swirled into the courtyard. The foyer became empty, and the young man's indifferent eyes stared at the sparse attendants outside through the crack in the door, as if the changes in the entire world had nothing to do with him.
The palace struggle in Aldernan, the shadow of madness shrouding the Augustus family, and the self-consciousness of the nobles... none of it has anything to do with him.
The young man sat in the library day after day, sitting deep in the only preserved family legacy. The books in his hands became more and more gloomy and strange, describing many terrible dark secrets. A lot of mysterious knowledge that is considered taboo.
He studied the history of the empire and the records of the collapse of the old imperial capital. With a certain mocking and condescending look, he boldly studied the taboo secrets about the curse of the Augustus family. It seems that they are not worried at all because of these studies.Let the family bear more charges.
In the process of researching these forbidden secrets, he also found a large number of long-lost books and scrolls from the family's collection of books.
It contains knowledge about dreams, spiritual mysteries, and dark magic.
Hidden knowledge was poured into his mind, and the stranger’s mind connected with the young man’s mind through the symbols and words hidden in the corners of the book. He locked himself in the library and transformed into a person despised by the outside world. "Prisoner in the library" and "fallen sworn nobleman", his soul was liberated, and he transcended the shackles of the castle and the manor in the process of trying forbidden secrets again and again.
An eternal sleeper was born deep in the castle of a fallen noble.
Archbishop Yuri walked in the library and gradually came to the deepest part of the memory palace.
In front of the last door, he saw himself standing quietly among a large number of messy books many years ago, with a young and pale face that showed calmness but also contained madness. With a smile on his face, complex dream runes coated his robes and the nearby floors and walls, covering all surfaces and shining brightly in the darkness.
Heavy footsteps came from the screen. The heavily armed royal knights pushed open the door and broke into the young man's territory. The leading officer loudly read the order of Emperor Rosetta Augustus. , came to arrest the sworn nobles who secretly studied royal secrets, were suspected of offending the majesty of the royal family, and were suspected of black witchcraft.
The young man who had become the Eternal Sleeper smiled and activated the large-scale spells arranged throughout the library. All the knights who invaded the castle became loyal believers of the Eternal Sleeper Order within a few breaths.
"There are no eternal sleepers here, because everyone is an eternal sleeper..."
Archbishop Yuri stopped in front of the last row of bookshelves, quietly staring at the bookshelf. The scene of memory revealed in the door.
It depicts his final steps in becoming the Eternal Sleeper.
But that was more than ten years ago.
Traversing the memory helps to reconstruct the subconscious self-perception. The Archbishop feels that his mind is becoming stable again. He has completed the re-outline of self-perception. In theory, the kind that leads to the conscious level The "interference" force that is misaligned with the perceptual layer will also be completely eliminated after this process is completed.
He relaxed a little and faced the deepest memories in his heart with a calm attitude, while his eyes indifferently scanned the rows of bookshelves nearby, scanning the thick, old, ornately bound books.
The covers of each book depict the vast earth and the palms covering the sky.
Yuri's eyes froze for an instant, and his heart tightened. From the corner of his eye, he saw the young man in the last door who symbolized himself more than ten years ago showing a strange smile.
The other party smiled and slowly raised his hand, with his palm horizontally facing down, as if covering the invisible earth.
"To the upper storyteller, to our all-knowing and all-powerful creator..."
Yuri's eyes widened, and pale golden runes immediately appeared around him, struggling to get rid of these deep memories of his own. At the same time, he shouted loudly:
"Archbishop Magnum!"
"Don't calibrate your mind!" Don't go into the depths of your own memory!
"This is a trap..."
He vaguely seemed to hear Archbishop Magnum's roar, and realized that the hot-tempered archbishop might have also encountered something similar to himself. It was the same crisis, but before he could make any further response, he suddenly felt a violent turbulence in his consciousness, and felt that the thick shadow hanging over his mind was swept away by some rough factor.
In the chaotic flickering of light and shadow, the images of the castle and the library quickly dissipated. He found himself standing on the street of the phantom town with the street lights on. Archbishop Daniel had a look on his face. He looked at himself in astonishment.
"What are you shouting?"
Archbishop Daniel frowned and asked.