Naratir’s words caused an instant difficulty in understanding everyone present. No matter whether it was grammatically or semantically, no one could translate it. Gawain even had a sentence in his mind - God His words and knowledge are difficult for mortals to understand. Even if you hear His voice clearly, you cannot understand His intention...
He immediately shook his head and shook off the thoughts in his mind. Get out: This sentence is definitely not used to describe the situation at hand...
"What is the specific situation?" He looked at the girl in the holographic projection, "You said there is a woman without legs '? Is the intruder a woman without legs?"
Naritir immediately nodded and made a high gesture: "And she is very tall, like a tower, she runs all the way. When we reached the unconscious zone at the edge of the neural network, we escaped there..."
Gao Wen frowned a little. After realizing that it would be difficult to grasp effective information if he continued to communicate like this, he started Naratir cut off her words: "You wait over there for a moment, I will enter the network and talk to you directly."
Naratir nodded: "Oh, okay."
"You guys are here to handle the follow-up matters of the grid connection," Gawain turned to look at Rebecca and Kamel beside him, "Although the network seems to be normal now, we can't relax our vigilance yet— - Track and observe the status of all hubs for another 24 hours, while continuing to monitor abnormal signals in the network. In addition... Kamel, introduce the Siren Rune into the network and broadcast it throughout the entire area. ”
< p>The last one was what he suddenly thought of a second ago - recalling Naratir's messy description and the clues he had observed in the previous vision, he vaguely felt that the truth behind this matter might be very different. Same as usual.After completing a series of arrangements, Gawain did not waste time in the real world and quickly entered the neural network where Naritiel was located through the connecting device.
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This "new world" built on the consciousness nodes of the human brain has experienced a storm. Now everything has calmed down. The special nature of the virtual world allows it to It is repairing itself at an extremely fast speed. The traces left by that storm are quickly fading around the world. Now only some cracks and chaotic lines on the horizon are left as evidence, telling Gawain that an uninvited guest has "visited" here. .
In the mirror imperial capital at the center of the "New World", a large pyramid-shaped building stands at the corresponding location of the "Cecil Palace" in reality. This large pyramid facility is the imperial computing center and A series of distributed computing stations are projected into the network world, where they assume responsibilities similar to a management center.
At this moment, the senior technical leaders responsible for managing the neural network have gathered in the largest conference hall in the pyramid, including some of the former Eternal Sleeper Archbishops and several experts from the Magical Technology Research Institute. When Gawain walked into the hall, he was the only one missing hereAlone.
“I saw the remaining traces in the sky outside,” he said casually. “It seems that the fluctuations occurring in the neural network are much more serious than those in the real world.”
“ We have experienced a storm, and some kind of disruptive 'shock' has spread throughout the world." A group of expanding, contracting, and wriggling starlight aggregates floated in the air above the conference table, and the voice of Megall III came from it, " But the storm didn't actually destroy anything, it just caused widespread visual disturbance - and now the restoration work is almost complete."
"This helps us determine the 'intrusion'. "The true intention of the author," Gawain nodded, and looked at one of the two special seats on his left, "Naratir, just project the scene you saw here - if those images 'Safe'."
Naratir obviously understood the meaning of "safety" in Gawain's words. She stood up, opened her hands and nodded: "It's very safe - the unsafe part is gone. I was 'eaten'."
As she finished speaking, a large amount of changing and chaotic light and shadow suddenly spread around everyone, and then formed a projection illusion that could cover the entire hall. In the thick fog that undulated like a sea of smoke, Gawain and others saw the chase that took place not long ago in the network border area - they saw the shadow passing over the border, and saw the man who obviously could not be The human "lady" saw the struggle between the white spider and the intruder, and also saw how the intruder escaped...
Gawain opened his eyes and watched with concentration, and as the picture changed, , he captured more and more details. When he noticed the symbols in the magic field and heard part of the conversation between the "intruder" and Naratir, his brows immediately frowned and his face became More and more concentrated.
Beside him, many former Archbishops of the Eternal Sleepers also showed serious expressions. Obviously, these experts have been dealing with the "power of gods" for half a lifetime (or a lifetime/two lifetimes). He also had a similar association with Gawain.
That intruder... has very obvious "mythical" characteristics.
Soon, Naratir's "memory" ended, and the illusion in the hall receded like a tide. Gawain immediately looked at the witness of all this: "Naritil, are you there?" When you were entangled with this intruder, did you feel that he had some kind of 'trait' similar to yours? For example...a certain aura that both you and Duarte had..."
Gao Wen was quite interested. Struggling to express his thoughts, he found that human vocabulary was so poor in describing this super-experience concept. In addition, Naratir was a "young god" with less experience. He was actually very poor. It was difficult to explain clearly what he wanted to say, but in the end, Duarte, who was sitting on the other side of Naratir, understood what he meant. The old man in black nodded and answered on behalf of his "divine half" : "There is a similar atmosphere, Naritir repliedShe mentioned when she arrived that she felt that the intruder looked a bit like one of 'ours'... kindred spirits. ”
Nearly everyone’s expressions at the scene suddenly turned pale.
Naratir then added with a serious face: “It’s just ‘like’ the same kind, the difference is It's still big - I have more legs than her..."
Gawain: "..."
Why is this white spider so obsessed with legs?
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Naratir's weird obsession with "legs" almost caused everyone in the hall to lose their emotional coherence, but the seriousness of the situation in front of them quickly made everyone focus on business, and there was still no Selina Gale, who spoke, stood up: "So we can roughly confirm that a god has invaded our network..."
Yuri broke the silence: "It's not necessarily an invasion, but more Like using our network to carry out other plans..."
"That's essentially an invasion," Magnum said loudly, "He didn't ask for anyone's consent..."< /p>
“The key now is the identity of this god. Among the currently known gods, which one is more consistent with that image? We can first rule out the God of War..."
The people in the hall began to discuss, and at this moment, Hetty's voice suddenly came from Gawain's mind - that was Hetty's voice from the real world.
"Ancestor," Hetty's voice was filled with urgency and nervousness, "something is not right... Just now Grand Consul Victoria sent a message, praying to the goddess of magic suddenly. Feedback is completely lost. "
"What did you say? "Gawain's eyes changed instantly, and he sat upright suddenly. At the same time, he asked quickly in his mind, "You mean, the goddess of magic...is missing? "
Hetty didn't seem to expect that Gawain would directly come to such a radical conclusion. She was startled for a moment, but soon made a positive reply: "I'm afraid that's the case... Although I usually treat the goddess of magic There is almost no response from the magical level when praying, but at least the prayers can feel the psychological feedback and the transcendent gaze from the gods. However, from now on, when praying to the magic goddess Myrmena, there is no response. This most basic feedback is also gone. Winter Castle has organized a large number of mages with different levels of strength and belief to conduct several prayer experiments, but the results are the same.
"In addition, when I received the message just now, I tried it myself...there was indeed no response."
Gao Wen's face was as sinking as water, and he said slowly: "According to our Research on the operating mechanism of gods. As long as a god exists, it will definitely have contact with believers - prayer will inevitably produce feedback, and this feedback will not change with the will of the god, unless he destroys the god himself like Amoun. And fell into suspended animation, or was replaced like the Storm Lord..."
"Yes, ancestor," Hetty said in a deep voice, "So there is only one explanation for the current situation: the disappearance of the goddess of magic. At least, magicThe 'divine position' corresponding to the goddess has disappeared. "
"...I'm afraid this is the truth," Gawain responded, "Stabilize the situation first. Most of the mages have little faith in the goddess of magic, so there shouldn't be much confusion. First announce the news of the successful connection to the grid, and then release all the things we have prepared in advance to deal with unexpected situations, including news about football matches, promotional videos for the new TV drama, aerial documentaries, and commercials, including Those songs that Wendy recorded... are all released, in short, to give ordinary people something to watch and occupy their attention. As for the voices of the mages... The Goddess of Magic does not have a church. Let the extraordinary affairs management department of the Government Affairs Department communicate with those mages. At this stage, it only accepts feedback from the private sector, and everything is awaiting the conclusion of the investigation by the magic research department.
"This is the arrangement for now. The specific situation will be discussed after I return to the real world."
"Yes, ancestor."
The contact with Hetty was hung up. Gawain returned his attention to the venue. Wendy, who was sitting not far away, seemed to have noticed something and cast a curious look: "Your Majesty, have you thought of anything?"
"That's probably the goddess of magic Myrmina," Gawain exhaled, with a complicated look on his face, "Just now Hedi received news that the goddess of magic Myrmina has disappeared."
People in the hall suddenly looked at each other.
"Naratir," Gawain turned to his left, "that 'intruder' once told you that she could not have any contact with mortals now, and that she had finally broken off. Contact with mortals, right?"
"Yes," Naritir nodded, "And she finally said that she owed a favor and asked me to tell you that she would one day Still...but I always feel that she has no intention of coming back at all..."
"...If everything is as I guessed, then she definitely has no intention of 'coming back'," Gawain said calmly As he spoke, a large number of clues took shape in his mind, along with a large number of guesses and assumptions. The original chaotic fog seemed to have mostly dissipated, and the whole story of the matter finally took shape in his mind - under the conjecture, It was a shocking conclusion. If he had not seen Amorn who was pretending to die with his own eyes and had a conversation with him, he would never have thought in this direction, "Another god who smashed the throne by himself... ..."
Then he shook his head - although he was now almost certain that the intruder Naratir encountered was the goddess of magic Myrmina, and he was also convinced that the other party definitely did not intend to " "Come back", but the "return" here refers to "returning to the throne of God". As for the "goddess of magic" who promised Naratir to "repay the favor"... he actually maintained his expectations.
The reason is very simple - it is difficult for gods to lie, let alone make promises at will. Even gods who have been released from the shackles of their divine status still seem to be limited in this regard.
But now is obviously not the time to think about how a god will "repay a favor" - because a certainThe willful god suddenly ran away and left a lot of mess behind.
Of course, what he left behind was not just a mess. For Gawain, who was very good at seizing profits, there were a lot of valuable clues in this mess that could help him understand the rules of the gods' operation. It is even used to speculate on the status of other gods.
Maybe... it's time to talk to Amorn again.
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In the deepest part of the Disobedience Fortress, located in the "courtyard area" of the Shadow Realm, countless fragmented boulders are connected to form a broken land floating in the air. Metal fragments and restraint devices left over from the Gondor era were criss-crossed, fixing the huge "carcass" of the giant white deer.
In this dark and chaotic world, Amorn is dormant patiently as always. Loneliness and silence seem to be meaningless to him.
But suddenly, his closed eyes opened again, and his eyes like gems made of light stared closely into the depths of the shadow world.
A lavender figure containing many light balls and runes suddenly appeared in the depths of the vast and chaotic darkness, flying as fast as a gust of wind, and as fast as a gust of wind. Passed not far in front of Amorn.
Amorn quietly watched the "gust" appear and then go away. He stared at the direction in which the other party disappeared, and waited patiently for a while. After a while, he saw the lavender The figure flew rapidly from the distance again.
The figure stopped. A lady as tall as a bell tower with dim light stood on the fragmented land of the Shadow Realm. She stared at Amorn lying there. , making a confused and unexpected sound: "You...it turns out..."
But the next second, she shook her head: "No, I have to isolate myself deeper..."
Before she finished speaking, the lady turned into a "gust of wind" again just as she had come, and flew into the depths of the Shadow Realm very quickly. Only a distant voice in the darkness reached Amorn's ears. Middle:
“Don’t say I’ve been here!!”
Amorn didn’t make any sound or move during the whole process. He just watched silently, his eyes like light All of this was reflected quietly in his crystal-like eyes.
"...Huh?"