Gawain looked at the "god of nature" who was as huge as a mountain in front of him. The latter also looked at him motionless, his eyes like crystals made of light filled with quietly surging brilliance. With Gawain's It is impossible to read the emotional changes belonging to human beings from it.
They looked at each other for a moment. Gawain confirmed that the other party was not joking, so he held his chin and thought while saying: "This is not a complicated request. I can help you arrange it, but... ..."
Amorn's tone rose: "It's just?"
"You said that your perception of the real world is limited, and you usually only know something vague. Things have changed." Gawain looked at Amorn seriously, "Then how did you know about the Magic Network Terminal? I don't remember anyone talking about this with you."
Amorn: "..."
Gawain: "..."
After a few seconds of silence, Gawain withdrew his gaze and looked around. There was only chaos in the empty and silent space of the Shadow Realm. The blurry broken earth in the distance and black masses in the sky filled the entire field of vision - there seemed to be no one here except him and Amorn.
He turned around, as if the slightly awkward silence just now had never happened, and did not care about where Amorn learned about the situation of the Magic Network Terminal. He just showed a smile and said to The giant deer in front of him said: "I will arrange for Veronica or Kamel to send you a set of equipment later - and the supporting network equipment will also be debugged for you."
"Then Thank you very much." Amoen said lightly.
Gawain nodded, then said goodbye simply, then turned and left this dark and empty place.
It wasn’t until Gawain’s figure completely disappeared in the courtyard of the Disobedient Fortress that Amorn withdrew his sight from the distance. His huge crystal-like eyes narrowed slightly, and next to him, there was nothingness. An invisible magical wind suddenly rolled up in the chaotic darkness, and the shimmering smoke and dust emerged out of thin air as if growing from the earth, quickly spinning and condensing into a huge female figure.
This is a lady as tall as a bell tower. Her whole body is composed of the purest arcane power and incomprehensible smoke, and there are countless little bits of light and magic symbols embedded in her body. On the “skirt” that surges like mist, this is the former goddess of magic—Myrmena.
As soon as the figure condensed into shape, Mirmina raised her head and glanced in the direction of the main building of the Disobedience Fortress, and then turned her head to look at the giant deer Amorn lying not far away: "He is really leaving. Are you gone?"
Amorn's body could not move, but his eyes seemed to drift upward: "If I said I didn't leave, would you immediately run to the depths of the Shadow Realm like a gust of wind? Just like before?"
"...It seems that he is indeed gone," Myrmina said as if she was relieved, and then her face formed by magic smoke appeared. There was a trace of obvious dissatisfaction, and at the same time he lowered his head and stared at Amorn, "You justJust exposed me again! Was it careless this time too? "
Amoen was silent for two seconds before he said nonchalantly: "...I was careless. "
"I told you interesting things in the main material world, but you exposed my whereabouts," Myrmina said with great dissatisfaction, "I don't remember when I offended you! "
"I said, I was careless," Amorn said casually, his tone always seemed to be so unhurried and unhurried, "Also, why are you so afraid of Gawain Cecil? Even though you have lost your priesthood now, you are still a powerful magical creature. In this special shadow world, why should you be so afraid of a mortal? "
"I said, I can't return to the sight of mortals now - I have to wait until those remaining 'contacts' further fade," Myrmena looked at Amorn and suddenly narrowed her eyes slightly. He raised his eyes, "And don't you really feel it? There is a power that suppresses us lingering in that so-called 'mortal'... That is the legacy of the Sailor, don't you feel it? "
Amorn let out a deep laugh, and then reminded the god hiding in the shadow world: "The legacy of the sailor... Of course I feel it, but you look down. What is this bunch of stuff on me? "
Myrmina glanced at the criss-crossing scars on the opponent's body and the fragments of debris that penetrated deeply into the scars, and immediately stepped away with resistance: "Okay, for you. It may be true that the aura of the Sailor carried by Gawain Cecil is not a big deal - but it is different for me. I don't want to deal with that kind of dangerous thing at all. "
There seemed to be a hint of ridicule in Amorn's tone: "I thought that the incarnation of 'magic' would have stronger curiosity and exploration spirit, and should also be braver in facing the legacy of the Voyager. Some. "
"Curiosity and exploratory spirit do not mean recklessness. Appropriate caution and reason are also necessary qualities when exploring the truth," Myrmina said, suddenly showing a trace of inquiring eyes, "Speaking of this, I have become somewhat curious - you asked Gawain Cecil for the Magic Network terminal... What do you want to do? "
Amorn said lightly: "I said it, to relieve boredom. "
"You have been lying here for three thousand years, and you can lie here for another three thousand years. For us, 'boring' is a false proposition - a time span of less than ten thousand years has an impact on us. "It's very small." Mirmina looked at Amorn without any joking in her tone. "Put away the reason about 'boring'. I told you everything about the Magic Network Terminal and the Magic Network. I Knows better than you what it is. The Magic Network terminal is used to access the Magic Network, and the Magic Network is the carrier of the neural network, so you are actually interested in the mental space formed by mortals using neural networks... What do you want to use it for? "
Amorn did not answer the other party directly, but asked: "You seem to be worried that I will endanger those mortals.safety? "
"I owe them a favor," Mirmina said seriously. "My character is to repay kindness - this is the first time that I can follow my character and do what I want. something to do, so it’s important to me. ”
“Then you can rest assured. I have no intention of doing any damage. On the contrary, I have high expectations for those humans. It is precisely because of this that I have even greater expectations for the nerves they created.” The network is interested," Amorn said quietly, his eyes falling on Myrmena, "The neural network washed away your divinity, and this process showed a possibility. ”
“You want to try it too?” There was a hint of doubt in Myrmina's tone, "Don't blame me for destroying your confidence, but I don't think you can succeed." What I do requires extremely high magical skills and... talent, and your talent is obviously not in this area. On the other hand, the non-directed thoughts in the unconscious zone are not a 'safe tool', but very dangerous. Strong medicine. In a sense, facing that kind of non-directional ideological trend is as dangerous as the legacy of your impact on the sailors. It is a kind of suicide. Finally, the neural network is not a free public square - it has a guard inside it, albeit an inexperienced one, but the neural network is her home. "
At this point, she paused and said with a hint of sincerity: "You don't need to take risks in this regard. You have already succeeded in your own way - although it took a lot of time. But you don’t have to start over again and take another path. "
"Don't worry, I didn't intend to do such a thing." It wasn't until Mirmina finished her words that Amorn broke the silence. "I know the risks, and I know the dangerous guard even more. , Frankly speaking, I don’t want to face that guard at all - even you were almost captured by her, and I have been lying here for three thousand years, and I am even more... not good at running. I am just curious and want to know more about that neural network and how it works. I have a feeling that maybe the third way that humans are seeking lies deep in the neural network. "
The courtyard was quiet for a while, and Myrmina seemed to be lost in a brief thought. After a moment, she broke the silence: "So, you are hearing what Gawain Cecil told. He decided to take the step after his 'ideal' - do you really believe that he can find a way for mortals and gods to coexist safely without leaving any hidden dangers? ”
“Safe coexistence without leaving any hidden dangers? It's too early to say this now... Even Gawain Cecil himself only believes that there is a third way, and with his optimism he does not dare to come to such a conclusion as you," Amoun seemed to say with a A hint of smile, "But I do believe that he will work hard to produce some results. Before these results come out, it wouldn't be a bad thing to do more observations, right? "
"What you say is quite agreeable, but do you really have no other purpose? ”
“Other purpose? There are indeed," Amorn said softly, with a long sigh in his words, "To be honest, after learning that so many changes have taken place in the mortal world, staying here... is really boring. "
Is it really boring...
Myrmina quietly looked at Amorn who was bound on the broken earth - maybe what the other party said was indeed the truth. , but she couldn't understand it, because she couldn't empathize with it and understand what it felt like to be sealed in a place for three thousand years by the legacy of the Voyager.
After breaking away from the shackles of the god, she was in this endless world. There is a spacious place where she can run freely, and she can run from the Disobedience Courtyard to the deepest part of the Shadow Realm in one breath, and occasionally wander around in the Shadow Realm - she is not bored at all
Thinking of this, she is around. The smoke and dust flickered with stars again, then suddenly turned around and ran away like a gust of wind
Amorn looked quietly at the direction where Mirmina disappeared, motionless.
"(Explicit words from the gods)..."
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In the continent of Loren, dominated by humans and other intelligent races, the wheel of history is unfolding The development of civilization is moving forward on an unprecedented path.
On another continent in the far north, the process of civilization has been stalled here for 1.87 million years, until now. , its stuck wheels began to turn again - or, in other words, got a chance to turn.
The cradle disappeared.
Millions of years of shackles and eternal protection were gone.
The land was free, but within the first seventy-two hours of freedom, Tallond's Everything is just dormant quietly - the winner is lying in the hot dust, letting the howling wind blow from the distant sea. No one cheers to celebrate this victory, and no one can stand up to record this history.
On the shattered east coast, in the completely destroyed Argondor, in the scorching rift that runs across the entire continent, the dragons that survived the battle and countless war machines that were completely scrapped They all stopped together and were "scattered" all over the ruins of Tallond like lifeless stones.
There are no new instructions issued, no tasks that must be dealt with, these Omega terminals. Most of them stopped motionless, and only occasionally some giant dragons took off, or the remaining transport machines flew through the sky with floating dust clouds. They transported the remaining supplies to everywhere, maintaining the The life of the last survivor on this continent
This stasis lasted for a long time, until the strong wind from the sea dispersed the dust clouds in the sky, and until the elemental rift in the center of the continent gradually closed. It wasn't until the fire in the City of Gods was extinguished that new noises finally came from the depths of the earth in the center of the ruins of Agundor.
One after another, roars came from the depths of the earth. That's the remaining animalThe force system is driving some key armor protection layers. Faint shaking spreads throughout the ruins. The buried mechanical device rumbles away the heavy soil and collapsed buildings - a corner of the ruins of Agundor collapsed. As it went down, the central area bulged abnormally. This movement lasted for a full minute before a gap was finally pushed open in the ruins.
A huge claw made of metal pushed open the broken temple column. The claw climbed outwards, gradually bringing out the thick and powerful limbs, strange-shaped torso and A head that glows red.
After a difficult climb, a special "dragon" that was nearly two hundred meters long and had never appeared on the land of Tallond finally climbed out of the ruins and climbed up. The heights of Agondore.
Even in the dragon country where implant modification technology is prevalent, "he" is definitely a creature beyond the dragons' imagination -
This dragon's body is almost entirely made of Made of metal and other inorganic materials, the layers of thick alloy armor and high-strength polymers are his scales and skin. The gaps in his shell flash with wandering light, and there seem to be countless micro-machines constantly moving inside. ; However, this giant dragon is not a purely mechanical creature. His breastplate has a part of irregular transparent structure. Obvious flesh and blood organs and organic solutions can be seen in the polymer shell. The flesh and blood organs and metal devices are fused together, but It's not like the implant technology that was once popular in Tallond, but it's like...these organs "grew" like this on their own.
This dragon's weird shape is not due to implant modification - it was born that way.
With heavy steps, this weird dragon crossed the roof of the former Supreme Council, crossed the square of the upper church and the remains of the elevator. He came to a place made of half-melted In front of the "cliff" formed by the piles of ruins and broken walls, he slowly crouched down here.
The operational combat machines and the remaining dragons nearby came closer and gathered in front of him, as if waiting for the next order.
But Omega just raised his head, controlling this strange body made of steel and biomass unskillfully, and quietly looked into the distance.
He observes the world and is full of curiosity.