At the top of the tallest mountain in Tallond, the magnificent sanctuary is bathed in the starlight that will last for half a year.
It is as if the eternal stars are shining down from the sky, casting a faint glow on the pale golden outer walls and dome of the sanctuary. The smoke-like clouds and mist flow slowly at the foot of the sanctuary. Under the clouds and fog, you can vaguely see the prosperous lights of Tallond in the night - the lights illuminate the kingdom of dragons, with huge intercity pipeline networks and air traffic guidance lights crisscrossing each other, in highly developed and complex buildings. A network-like pattern is woven between the ancient and obsolete cities, and among them there are extremely large-scale facilities standing deep in the light. These are huge factory facilities or large-scale environmental maintenance devices.
Backed by the mountains, the entire Tallond seems to be divided into two distinct layers. The plains and the foot of the mountains are densely populated with cities and factories, while the upper floors of the peaks are filled with temples, parliaments, and senators. hospitals and the headquarters of various giant enterprises.
All these are just like the stars in the sky, they have not changed for many years.
A golden figure stood at the end of the terrace of the Great Sanctuary, bathed in starlight and overlooking the Tallond continent.
But his sight did not actually stop at the kingdom of dragons, but extended all the way to the edge of the continent, as if crossing the endless ocean, crossing the eternal storm, until it fell to the land occupied by humans. on that continent.
"My lord," Dragon Priest Herago lowered his head, "The observers came with news that Cecil's 'Magic Network' of the Human Empire was connected to the grid today, but it seems that something happened in the middle. What twists and turns have happened? We are still investigating..."
"There is no need to investigate," Dragon God said in a calm tone, "There is nothing here worthy of your attention."
Just. It was just a reckless and lucky god who managed to break free. However, the whole process had no reference and was destined to be unrepeatable.
"...Yes, my lord." Heragor lowered his head and responded respectfully.
After a few seconds of oppressive silence, he finally heard the god speak again: "Tomorrow, let the young dragon named Melita come to see me."
< p>"Yes, my lord."......
Although Naratir failed to keep the god who was suspected to be the goddess of magic, the hunt finally yielded some results. ——Naratir collected the "remnants" stripped from the magic goddess Myrmina in the border area. For the participants of the disobedience plan, this is a crucial divine sample.
In the Great Pyramid of the Neural Network Mirror Imperial City, Gawain saw the black fragments collected by Naratir - they were like the flaky ashes left after burning some kind of paper. Weightless, fragile and loosely stacked in one place, but in fact each piece of debris is much stronger than it seems. Not only does it have high physical strength (in the network), it can even withstand Magnum's attack. Psychic storm.
"Actually, I'm very curious," Gawain looked at these samples and couldn't help but said to Yuri and others beside him, "these fragments that fell off Myrmena... are they a section of the neural network? Data can also produce some kind of...entity in the real world. Gods have flesh and blood entities, but their 'entities'... seem to be different from what we understand."
" To the gods, perhaps virtuality and reality are themselves a false proposition," said Selina, who was standing not far from Gawain, and at the same time subconsciously glanced at Naratir, who was quietly guarding the pile of ashes. (The latter seems to be protecting his trophies seriously), "You should still remember how the upper-level narrator almost walked from the dream into the real world."
"So... as long as the method is appropriate, in theory, These remnants can also be brought to the real world and become analysis samples in the laboratory," Gao Wen said thoughtfully, "As long as we find some kind of...'interface' that connects the neural network to reality - not an immersion chamber. Or artificial nerve cord, but something more abstract and advanced."
Selena's expression was a little strange for a moment: "This sounds a bit challenging to common sense, but Naritir and Duarte. There may be ideas, but do you really plan to bring these things into the real world?"
"...No, forget it, there are too many uncontrollable factors and the potential risks are too great," Gao Wenyao Shaking his head, "I even suspect that these embers were left intentionally by the goddess of magic. Maybe she is waiting for us to bring these things to the real world?"
"There are some conspiracy theories, but when it comes to gods, In the field of neural networks, conspiracy theories are not harmful at all," Magnum said carelessly, "You are right, it is safest to keep these 'grey' in the virtual laboratory of neural networks. At least there are still We are guarded by Naratir and Duarte, and we also have those 'deep sea powers' as protection."
"Deep sea powers..." Gawain repeated in a low voice, the first thing that came to mind. Tyr's sleepy face appeared, and then Tyr's bunch of ecstatically dancing tentacles emerged in the form of the sea monster. Finally, the deep sea runes of the sea monster finally appeared correctly, "Kamael is preparing to attack Siren runes are imported into the neural network, but how to get the best effect from those runes still needs to be carefully studied. The most direct idea is to make those lines cover the entire visual area of the network and connect the magic through the network. Internet terminals are projected to various places in the real world, but this idea... is not very realistic."
"It sounds like a terrible picture," Samler imagined it and sighed sincerely. "It's scary no matter how you think about it..."
"It is said that Kamel and Jenny have further ideas. I will confirm with them after I go back," Gawain said casually, and then he One last look at the ash samples left by the goddess of magic, "Properly handle these samples and submit a complete plan report to me before conducting a series of tests."
OnsiteYuri, Selina and others immediately bowed to accept the order, while Gawain nodded, took half a step back, and his figure gradually faded.
......
Gawain did not waste time when he returned to the real world. After making some arrangements, he set off for the Dark Mountains and entered the deepest part of the Disobedience Fortress.
He wants to talk to the god who faked his death again.
This time he only brought Veronica with him - it didn’t make sense how many people he brought when talking to the giant deer Amorn. From a safety perspective, the entire imperial capital could really get close to Amorn without Only he and Tire were affected in any way, plus Veronica and Kamel, who used technical means to protect themselves in a relatively short period of time. Among them, Tire was a guy who only had cookies on his mind. , now that we know that Amorn is faking his death, naturally we can't take Tyr there anymore - she didn't feel depressed, she was curious about the scene, so it would be better not to take him with her. As for Kamel, he will be responsible for the finishing technical work after the magic network is connected to the grid, as well as studying the introduction of Siren runes into the magic network.
So this time, the only one who entered the Disobedience Fortress with Gawain was Veronica, who was an ancient disobedient - in fact, if it weren't for the fact that she could have someone to take care of her when encountering unexpected situations, Gawain even felt that it was okay to come alone, but it was obvious that Hetty would never agree to such a risky plan, and Gawain himself...in his position, he had long since lost the qualification to act willfully and take risks recklessly.
The ancient alloy barrier slowly opened, and the vast and chaotic land and sky in the Shadow Realm appeared in front of the two of them. Standing in front of the last safety barrier of the Disobedient Fortress, Veronica looked from afar. Looking at the god dormant as quietly as a hill, she nodded to Gawain beside her: "I will go with you this time."
The last time Gawain and Amoun talked, she He was standing in the security barrier with others and did not come forward in person.
"This may be risky," Gawain guessed that Veronica would ask, but still reminded him, "I don't doubt your protective measures, but this is a real close contact after all. '."
"My consciousness has faced the God of Holy Light at a closer distance," Veronica just smiled faintly, "In fact, my protection technology may be better than you imagine. It's more effective."
Gawain raised his eyebrows.
"In that case, I won't stop you," he said, "but you have to pay attention to your own status at all times - I think this shouldn't be difficult for an experienced disobedient."< /p>
Veronica did not speak, but nodded slightly, then raised the platinum scepter in her hand and opened a small opening in the ancient security barrier.
The two of them crossed the barrier and stepped onto the broken courtyard directly exposed to the shadow world environment. They faced the visual pressure brought by the "god of nature" (although he had already left the divine position). After passing the broken road and the connecting bridge built in ancient times, we came to the giant deer Amorn with his eyes tightly closed.
YesFang had obviously been sensing the changes around him. As soon as Gawain and Veronica approached him, the giant deer as big as a hill slowly opened its eyes, and its eyes were as quiet as crystals made of light. Staring at the uninvited guest who came to them, a low and sweet voice sounded directly in their minds: "Welcome - there is an extra guest coming to my courtyard today."
"I "I stood farther away last time," Veronica said calmly, "and you should have known me earlier - I had another identity at that time."
"Then you have to tell me your name and identity at that time," Amorn said. "Unlike what many believers preach, gods are neither omniscient nor omnipotent. No matter how strong your faith is, they cannot truly give us this Two abilities that violate the rules..."
Veronica smiled: "My name was Ophelia, Ophelia Norton"
"... ...Ah, I do have some impressions," Amorn suddenly said after a brief memory. "Those mortal scholars who were busy drilling holes or building brackets on me once mentioned this name in their chats... They also mentioned Herman Norton and Simmons Norton."
Veronica nodded: "That's my father and brother."
"It's really worth it. Miss you - this is a long time ago for you mortals. So how do you survive today as a human being? It seems... your body is just a human being."
"This is my secret - since you are neither omniscient nor omnipotent, some secrets should be kept secret." Veronica shook her head, "Today we are not here to catch up with a god. , we came here to ask you some questions."
"Ah, I guessed it, and I even guessed what you wanted to ask..." Amorn seemed to have a smile in his tone. , then he paused, and then said calmly, "There was a hurried 'god' passing by the Shadow Realm, and I happened to see her. She should have run far away by now."
Gawain was sorting out his words and thinking about how to start the topic, but he was caught off guard when he heard the information directly thrown out by Amorn. He immediately swallowed back all his words, leaving only a look of surprise and confusion on his face. Shocked, even Veronica next to her was stunned for a moment.
"It seems that you really want to ask this," Amoun's tone was still calm and indifferent, "Why, are you looking for her?"
"You did see it with your own eyes. ?" Gawain couldn't help but confirm, "She actually passed by you?"
"I did see it with my own eyes, and if I guessed it right, it should be the goddess of magic... , I remember this name. Her form has very obvious symbolic elements of mysticism, and the aura released from her body also points to the magic system created by mortals, but she looks a little weaker, and even... seems to be newer than me. When you get to 'here'Even weaker," Amorn said slowly, and finally asked, "So, what happened? "
"...She may be your imitator," Gawain hesitated for a few seconds, and finally sighed and said, "I don't know whether I should tell you the specific details, but there is one thing. You can know it now - there should be no 'Goddess of Magic' in the world, at least not for the time being. Myrmina left her position, and I suspect she is in a similar state to you now. ”
Amorn was silent for a moment. It was impossible to tell his mood at the moment from the outside, but Gawain felt that he caught a hint of shock in the other person’s eyes - the change of the magic goddess, obviously This ancient "god of nature" was shocked!
After a few seconds of silence, Amorn's voice sounded again: "Such a day... unexpectedly..."
Afterwards, before Gawain and Veronica could speak, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a self-deprecating tone: "You said her current state is not much different from mine. I don't agree with that at all - she ran past my eyes very fast. Do you think I can do this in my current state? ”
Veronica subconsciously glanced at Amorn’s body. What came into view were the countless metal remains, fixed bolts, and restraint locks. These layers of imprisonment made her Amorn couldn't even move his limbs, let alone run all the way from the neural network to the shadow realm like the freed goddess of magic...
Gawain somehow thought of Na Rytel, thinking of the upper-level narrator's obsession with "legs", he glanced at Amorn, and his heart was full of disgusting words -
You eight-legged and four-legged people don't even have one. Even my legs can’t run...