Sword of Dawn

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The destruction caused by the war was shocking, and even the towering and strong mountain fortress became devastated after this disaster.

The white as ice crystal walls were scorched black, the towers and flags around the castle collapsed, the majestic Winterhold still stood on the high mountain, but a quarter of the fortress structure had been wiped out in the previous big explosion—— The remaining three-quarters stood against the cold wind. Between the dilapidated courtyard and the corridors and pillars that were about to collapse, mages covered in dust and soot were busy repairing.

They are trying to prevent the fortress from continuing to collapse, and try to use magic to re-strengthen and fill its damaged walls and main buildings. Due to the huge energy interference that pervades the entire Winterhold fortress group, it is difficult for the mages to concentrate , This repair work is not going smoothly, but at least so far, the main hall of the castle and several surrounding corridors are safe.

The head maid with black hair and black dress walked in the cracked and dusty corridor, her short-heeled boots made crisp footsteps on the stone floor, despite the chaos around her, she was still as graceful as walking in an obsidian palace Calmly, that delicate face hides all changes in expression, just like in the past many years - no one can guess from the face of the head maid Diana, this lady who has been loyal to the Augustus family for hundreds of years What is going on in my heart.

After passing through the hall and corridor, and through two empty small rooms, she came to the living room that had just been cleaned. Rosetta Augustus was sitting on an armchair covered with a dark red cushion, as if she was Think about something.

"Master," Diana walked towards Emperor Rosetta, "I'm back."

"Welcome back. It's been a hard trip." Rosetta looked at the black-haired maid and nodded slightly. "It seems that Cecil didn't make things difficult for you."

Diana folded her hands in front of her waist, and said meticulously: "Gawain Cecil is a sensible man, and his officers abide by the rules."

Rosetta looked into Diana's eyes: "Tell me about your experience with the Cecilians—is there anything worth reporting?"

There seemed to be a glimmer of light in Diana's eyes, she opened her mouth, but hesitated at the last moment before speaking, and this brief hesitation surprised Rosetta immediately—since he could remember, he had never I have seen this "steel lady" have such a "hesitant" reaction!

But after a while, Diana still spoke: "Beside Gawain Cecil, there are 'remnants' who have survived from the ancient Gondor era."

"...It's not surprising," Rosetta said with a natural expression as she tapped on the table lightly, "Only the information we have so far shows that Cecil's technicians have at least one great demon from the Gondor era." Mentor - As a "pioneering hero" who was resurrected from 700 years ago, Gawain Cecil himself is even a remnant of Gondor, and the legacy of Gondor in his hands surpasses everyone else.

"However...you mentioned this matter so deliberately, I guess the remnants of Gondor who appeared next to Gawain are not ordinary people?"

"...Ophelia Norton," said Diana, "a member of the royal family of Gondor's Starfire Era, the head of the Iron Man Corps, one of the leaders of the rebels, a cutting-edge technician-her name is now Veronica Moen, the identity is the princess of the old Anzu. This is some kind of soul immortality technology, but there are no relevant details in my database."

Rosetta's light tap on the table stopped, and he sat there with a blank expression on his face, and remained motionless for the next few seconds like a black iron sculpture.

"Master?" Diana looked at him, "What did you think of?"

Rosetta's fingers that stopped in the air finally landed on the table, and he sighed with a subtle expression: "To be honest... I'm starting to envy our neighbors."

Diana thought for a while and reminded: "You have said similar things before."

"But it's different this time," Rosetta shook her head. "I envy not only the resources that Gawain Cecil has in his hands, but also...his sharp thinking and perspective on things. These qualities Let the resources in his hands always be able to play a greater effect."

There was a trace of confusion in Diana's very human expression: "Why do you say that?"

"You just came back, and the news is a bit late," Rosetta said, picking up a transcribed document from the table and handing it to Diana, "Before you stepped into the castle, the Cecil sent a message to you through a temporary communication line. We sent this."

Diana took the document curiously, and scanned the content in an instant, while Rosetta on the side went on to say: "In addition to the armistice agreement, Gawain Cecil also mentioned another He hoped to use this war that attracted the attention of the entire continent to reveal the threat of divine disasters, and use the influence of Cecil and Typhon's respective settlement areas to establish a huge . . . an order that spans an entire continent."

"...an ambitious idea," Diana put down the document, and commented pertinently, "but at this point in time, it is possible to realize it-although according to my calculations, not all countries will respond to his call, as long as If some countries are willing to join, this 'alliance' will have the power to shock the world. For those countries far away from this war, the threat of divine disaster may not be so clear, but the economic benefits of joining this alliance are Obvious."

"Yes, it is obvious, and the Cecilians have always been very good at economics," Rosetta said, "and they will certainly make good use of their strengths in this area."

Speaking of this, he suddenly smiled and shook his head: "When many people's minds are still stuck in siege and land occupation, he has already begun to plan a new order for this world."

"Then what do you think?" Diana raised her head, quietly watching Rosetta's reaction.

"...He said he is not an idealist, but now he puts an extremely ideal vision in front of me, I want to face this 'invitation' with absolute rationality, but unfortunately, this world is not completely rational Yes..." Rosetta sighed softly, or admired, "Sometimes we need to take some risks in order to face the challenges in the future - I accept this invitation."

Chapter 1036 Further Awakening

On the 15th day of the cold month, the atmosphere after victory had already begun to fill the city of Cecil.

For ordinary citizens, the complex interest entanglements between countries are too profound, and the knowledge involving gods is too far away. Many people cannot understand the many truths behind this war, but a war ending in victory is always worth celebrating ——Although the official truce announcement has not yet been issued, and the negotiations between Typhon and Cecil have not even begun, many good news have already begun to spread in large cities with convenient communication. In this last month of winter , these good news lifted people's spirits like the coming recovery moon.

Near Imperial College, a tall young man with short silver hair was walking briskly across the street.

The snow left on the road in the past few days has been cleaned up, and the dirty snowdrifts are clustered under the street trees on both sides of the road, ready to be turned into new supplies for the trees when the weather gets warmer. Several people wearing thick winter clothes The children are running around among the snowdrifts, playing snowball fights with the dirty snow without caring whether they will stain their clothes, and some citizens on vacation lazily pass by, some people stand at the door, Discussing with the neighbors the various news circulating in the city recently-mostly about the war on the border.

Ordinary people always have a one-sided understanding of war. Even though they themselves may have experienced a life of ups and downs, they cannot accurately describe the great battle that took place between Typhon and Cecil. Understanding ways to discuss the victory of the empire, the defeat of the enemy, and the rumors about the out-of-control of the gods and the pollution of the church, these voices reached the ears of the silver-haired young man, who showed some helpless smiles on his face, and then quickened his pace, and soon He passed through this not very long street.

He came to a clean and tidy house facing the street, glanced at the house number in front of him, walked up a few steps, took out the key and opened the door, and a gust of warm air rushed towards his face.

The young man stepped into the house, and the warmth brought by the central heating quickly dispelled the chill accumulated along the way. He poked his head and looked in the direction of the living room. At the same time, he took off his coat and hung it on a hook on the nearby wall. ——The sound of footsteps came from the stairs quickly, and after a while, a familiar voice sounded: "Hi! Fendil! I heard the door knock, and I guessed that you were back!"

The silver-haired heir to the Northern Territory, Fendil Wilder, looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Eleven Franklin with a tired face and somewhat messy hair walking towards him, with a smile on his face: " Why do you look like you haven't slept in a year?"

"I'm completing the homework assigned by my instructor-some calculations and derivations about the loss of magic power in crystals... Hey, it's not something to brag about, it's not comparable to what a 'big hero' who has just been withdrawn from the battlefield has experienced , " Eleven, with short brown hair and a slightly short stature, came to Fendil, glanced at the non-commissioned officer's coat that the other party had just hung on the wall next to him, with a hint of admiration in his expression, "You are already a person who has experienced the battlefield. gone."

"Don't say that," Fendil waved his hand immediately, "I'm just a non-commissioned officer who hasn't graduated yet——His Majesty put us into the second-line regiment, and I and other non-commissioned students and recruits actually spent most of the time together. The supply line between Contracting Fort and Winter Wolf Castle was busy, and apart from being a little nervous when transporting supplies to the frontline bombardment position at the end, I have never really been in contact with the battlefield at all, and I have no combat achievements to speak of."

Eleven couldn't help but looked him up and down: "I didn't expect you to be such a humble person."

Fendil laughed, and casually said as he walked towards the living room: "If you had a strict aunt, you would be as humble as me—she sent me a special message when she knew that I was going to the front line as a trainee non-commissioned officer. The magic net news, in summary, only confessed one thing: If I dare to replace my achievements or brag about my battlefield experience, she will freeze me and hang me on the tallest tower of Winter Castle..."

Eleven shrank his neck immediately: "I feel that Ms. Victoria can really do it..."

"Of course she can do it—so we better stop talking about this terrible topic," Fendil sat down on the soft sofa in the living room, and the feeling of physical and mental relaxation made him tense since he left the front line His nerves and muscles were relieved little by little. He glanced at his friend who was walking over, with a look on his face that he would only show when he asked for help, "Eleven, I need your help with something..."

"Let me help?" Eleven pointed at himself with some surprise, "Could it be math and magic classes again? Do you still have this class in the second term of the non-commissioned officer department?"

"Of course not," Fendil waved his hand immediately, "I just need your grammar skills—you know, I'm not good at it."

"Grammar?" Eleven frowned subconsciously when she heard the other party's words, "Fendil, did you see a girl who made your heart beat in the army? But I want to remind you that it's best to kiss yourself for a love letter." ..."

"Stop, stop, not this!" Fendil was dumbfounded by his friend's overly rich associative ability, and he waved his hand vigorously, "It's a serious matter, and the superior asked me to do it, but I feel a little bit helpless. So I would like to ask you to help. Of course, this matter does not involve confidentiality, you can rest assured in this respect."

Eleven hesitated for a moment, but after seeing his friend's serious expression, he nodded: "It depends on the specific content of the help, and I reserve the right to refuse."

"It's very simple. Your Majesty instructed some of us who have experienced this war to write something," Fendil said slowly, organizing his words. He thought of the atmosphere in the city preparing for celebration, and also thought of those who were talking about the news on the streets of the city. Citizen, "About who we are fighting this war with, why it is being fought, the aftermath of it, and how it relates to people from all walks of life - I know what to say, but I need You help me polish the specific content."

Eleven listened carefully to what his friend said, but couldn't help showing a curious look on his face: "I know what you want me to do, but...why do you do this?"

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"Let's just say it's for further 'awakening', to let people get rid of the quagmire of ignorance and blindness," said Gawain in Cecil Palace, Gawain returned to his familiar study, Amber stood beside him as always, and his words meant to The curious half-elf listened, "Actually, we should have done this before the war started—it's just that the changes exceeded the plan and we didn't have time to catch up."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Amber who was thinking with a half-smile, and explained seriously: "Let the intellectuals in the military summarize all kinds of common sense about the war, sort out the context behind the war, and let the propaganda department carry out ' "War Analysis" tells everyone who we are fighting with and why we are fighting in terms of motivation, significance, and long-term impact, and tells everyone why we are victorious and why we are peaceful. In a sense, this is the same as the knowledge popularization we have been committed to. important things."

"I seem to understand your thoughts." Amber really thought about it seriously, and even her thinking ears drooped a little, but she finally understood Gao Wen's thoughts, "It's still the concept you mentioned before... the country , nation, society—the people must first understand what kind of group they are in before they can establish a sense of identity with this group and further establish a relatively long-term cohesion...Is this what you mean?"

"This is a big part of the reason." Gao Wen was very pleased that Amber had really memorized what he usually taught her (although she would also memorize a lot of things that she didn't need to memorize at the same time), "We need Building a more progressive and enlightened society requires us to have more progressive and enlightened members of society, and neither Typhon nor Cecil is doing enough. People need to know more Reason, need more thinking, need to be able to tell right from wrong, instead of facing social changes in ignorance, and finally attribute these changes to heroes, emperors or 'God bless' - if this happens , so much of our hard work will be in vain.”

"I understand what you mean, but it's not easy to do," Amber curled her lips, seemingly not very optimistic, "There will always be a minority who can think rationally and distinguish right from wrong, even if tens of thousands of scholars keep telling everyone this The way the world works, there will be millions of people who will continue to be blind, and what's more, they will take what you teach them out of context, or misunderstand, or even deliberately distort the content-after all, now you are going to teach What is given to them is no longer simple spelling and addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, but the subtle structure deep in the country and society."

"It is true that there will always be a minority of people who can think rationally and distinguish right from wrong... But even if we can change one percent of the people, it will have an enormous impact on the entire society," Gao Wen leaned back on the chair , crossed the fingers of both hands, and placed them in front of him in a very relaxed posture, "And more importantly, our preaching will give ordinary people some opportunities to think—whether their thinking is deep or superficial, Whether it is right or wrong, this kind of thinking itself is the most important.

"We need to let everyone know that everything in this world has laws to follow, ranging from their daily lives to wars between empires, all of which can be explained, and further natural phenomena and social changes, It should also be understandable, as long as this concept gradually takes root in the hearts of the people, we can breathe a sigh of relief."

Amber blinked: "Even if a group of stupid people argue about a bunch of stupid questions with muddled heads after reading the newspaper, it's better than letting them shout 'God bless' after seeing something they can't understand?"

"Your summary...is really in place," Gao Wen glanced at Amber in surprise, "I didn't expect such a good summary."

"I've been studying hard all the time, okay?" Amber poked her waist in a proud manner, "The messy concepts you usually talk about are becoming more and more complicated and difficult to understand. I don't want to be laughed at by Hetty and Rebecca every time. .”

Gao Wen looked at this half-elf with a half-smile. He was already familiar with the other party's character, and he knew that this guy would get carried away if he praised him for a few words, but this time she really understood his philosophy, so let It's no big deal for the guy to be complacent for a while.

While Hu Po was complacent, Gao Wen gradually fell into thinking again.

He has now returned to Cecil City, but the "war" between Typhon and Cecil has not really settled yet.Now that the two empires have ceased fire, the Typhons have agreed to the terms of the truce negotiations in the neutral zone of the elves, and Rosetta Augustus has sent a letter personally recognizing the "community alliance" in his personal capacity. However, whether it is truce negotiations or the establishment of a "community alliance", both of these things will take a little time.

Rosetta Augustus has returned to Aldernan.The people of Typhon paid a huge price in this disaster that was fought with all the strength of the whole country. Now Rosetta must find a way to stabilize the precarious domestic situation.Fortunately, he made preparations in advance and eliminated almost all the opposition in the country with thunderous means. At the same time, he controlled all the key lifelines in the country with absolute military power. On the one hand, theoretically as long as these military aristocrats do not waver, the internal situation in Typhon will not deteriorate, and as the trade between the two countries resumes and the economy warms up, everything will be fine.

On the other hand, Gao Wen and Rosetta also sent "invitation letters" to the countries with which they established diplomatic relations, calling on these countries to send representatives to face the changes in the world situation together.

A war that took place on the Typhon-Cecil border shattered the entire plain and shook the entire world. Although no more countries were involved in this disaster, there are still countless pairs of eyes watching this War, and the shocking "mad gods" of the final battle.Gao Wen believes that every country concerned about this war has its own means, and their rulers should have more or less found out the secret behind this divine disaster—most of them should be caught in the trap by now. A complex mentality of fear and confusion, and now... Typhon and Cecil will officially disclose this divine disaster.

But when it comes to the specific content of the announcement...it needs to be carefully considered and handled carefully.

Gao Wen must consider those gods and their churches that have not yet lost control and are in a normal state. He must prevent the public information from being too stimulating and make the gods behind these churches tend to be unstable. At the same time, he must ensure that what is announced There is enough information, enough to shock the world, to arouse the vigilance of the leaders of various countries, make them realize that the gods are not perfect protectors, and make them realize that the gods also have the hidden danger of losing control.

While considering these issues, Gao Wen was also constantly thinking about another thing:

In order to eliminate a crazy God of War, Typhon and Cecil have paid a huge price, but there is far more than one god in this world.

How many times can all mortals pay such a price?

Not to mention that there are huge hidden dangers behind this kind of head-on elimination-after the loss of gods, if the subsequent spiritual construction and ideological guidance of the public do not keep up, if a large number of ordinary people still habitually fear the corresponding gods, Get used to attributing things to the gods... Then the fallen gods will return to their gods sooner or later, and the huge sacrifices made to eliminate the mad gods will become meaningless.

It was precisely because of this worry that Gao Wen considered further literacy for the whole people, and put the work of analyzing wars and clarifying political and economic principles on the agenda, but he knew that this was still not enough.

Generally speaking, he is worried about these two things: the first is that there are so many gods in the world, even if he can kill the gods once with the power of a mortal, he may not be able to sweep away all the gods; the second is to worry about the follow-up spirit If the construction cannot keep up, the habitual prayers of the world and the blind awe of the unknown will bring the gods back to their positions.

While thinking, he subconsciously scratched a piece of blank manuscript paper with the pen in his hand, first a few messy letters, and then a few words were scribbled out.

Amber just recovered from the state of being overwhelmed, and noticed Gao Wen's movements, she leaned her head and looked aside curiously.

An unfamiliar word came into her eyes:

Theocracy.

Chapter 1037 Far-reaching influence

Amber blinked her eyes, looking at the phrase that Gawain seemed to have unconsciously written on the paper. She could understand a few words, but after combining them, she had never seen them before—the half-elf's head was rumbling. After a while, it was finally confirmed that this thing seemed to be incomprehensible, so he simply withdrew his gaze and began to stare at the scenery outside the window in a daze.

Gawain raised his eyelids and glanced at this guy: "I thought you would ask."

Amber suddenly became proud: "I guessed that you would say it."

"Then I won't talk about it, anyway, there is no sign of this matter," Gawain waved his hands without any psychological burden, and then saw the face of the half-elf in front of him puff up as expected-this made him More cheerful, and immediately changed the subject, "Have we received a response to the invitation we sent to neighboring countries?"

"How long has it been since it was sent out? How could it be so fast—even you have just returned to the imperial capital," Amber wanted to continue asking Gao Wen what the words meant, but she had no choice but to answer when the other party changed the subject, " They must discuss, discuss and discuss, and maybe even conspiratorially speculate about whether the two human empires are planning to carve up the interests of the entire continent..."

"Indeed, they have to weigh it carefully. After all, no one has ever done this before." Gao Wen smiled, with a rather indifferent expression on his face, "but most of them will agree in the end, or at least they will send representatives. Come and have a look, and confirm what is going on with this matter - Cecil and Typhon are the 'leaders' of the two major settlement areas on the mainland today, and all kingdoms that have trade relations with the two empires cannot ignore this invitation, Even if they don’t pay attention to the previous wars, they still need to pay attention to the economic operation of the settlement area after this... The real headaches are those countries outside the settlement area.”

"The Violet Kingdom, as well as the Dwarf Kingdom, are several city-state associations in the southeast corner of the mainland..." Amber rolled her eyes, and the corresponding information came to mind, "They are all relatively closed countries, or they are not connected to the mainland. A country with natural geographical barriers. In fact, the dwarf kingdom and those fringe city-state alliances are okay, and sooner or later the maritime trade line will pull them into the settlement area of ​​​​the two empires, only the hermit-like Violet Kingdom...is difficult."

"A kingdom like a hermit..." Listening to Amber's chanting, Gao Wen's expression couldn't help but become a little complicated: when many countries on this continent began to gradually open their doors to this new era, there was a country that seemed to be quiet. Stuck in another world, maintaining a mysterious and closed posture, this will inevitably make people flooded with curiosity, "This country built on a huge island will always maintain an attitude of distance from the countries on the mainland...but from the Violet Kingdom to the mainland There are not a lot of mages who have traveled, and there are also merchants in the northern region who do business with the other side of the sea, and they don't seem to be completely closed..."

"Yes, the folks are not completely closed. The Violet Kingdom does not prohibit its citizens from traveling to the mainland countries, nor prohibits the cities in the coastal areas from conducting foreign trade, but their capital, the City of Thousand Towers, never treats anyone Open, their royal family does not contact people on the Loren continent. So far, all our communication with them has been done indirectly through the Violet Council or second-level envoys."

"...This makes people even more curious," Gao Wen rubbed his chin and muttered, "It's so close to us, but it seems more mysterious than the Dragon Clan—now even the Holy Dragon Principality has opened its doors to us."

"Should we adopt some more proactive communication plans? Hmm... Or maybe an investigation?" Amber thought for a while, then stretched out her hand and gestured, "I mean to send some spies or something..."

Gawain glanced at the half-elf, and the latter also looked at him with wide-eyed eyes confidently, like an intelligence leader who was fully engaged in work and ready to do something.

"You are indeed a qualified minister of intelligence," Gao Wen sighed, "but don't you usually try to send people to infiltrate the Violet Kingdom? Does it work?"

"This... Well, the Military Intelligence Bureau did send some people. We tried to use the cover of businessmen or adventurers to investigate the situation of the Violet Kingdom, but the progress was not smooth. Basically, we can only operate in their coastal cities. It is very difficult to infiltrate inland—and those coastal cities look no different from other places in the Loren Continent. But if you order, I can formulate some new plans..."

"No, that's enough," Gao Wen shook his head, "We can't treat every country that is unwilling to open its door as our enemy, more temptation than necessary is an offense-they have their own way of life, close the door It’s their freedom too, and we can’t demand that everyone in the world live up to Cecil’s values.”

Amber shrugged: "Well, you have the final say."

Gao Wen hummed, and was about to ask something else, but before he could speak, the Magic Net terminal set up next to the desk suddenly rang.

After the terminal was connected, the holographic projection in mid-air trembled twice, and Veronica's figure appeared in mid-air, her expression looked a bit strange: "Your Majesty, we are analyzing the wreckage of the God of War recovered from the battlefield. Some discoveries."

Gao Wen immediately put the previous topic to the back of his mind for the time being, and his expression suddenly became serious: "Wait a minute, I'll go there right away!"

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In the depths of the dark mountains, the fortress of disobedience.

The continuous development of the empire and the improvement of various facilities in Cecil City did not make this ancient fortress abandoned. On the contrary, with the restart of the rebellion plan and the deepening of various research projects on the gods, this once dedicated to The facilities to study gods and magic tides have been used again.

The space in the mountain that has gone through thousands of years has been re-enforced, the ancient corridors and rooms have been cleaned and painted, and new experimental equipment and staff have settled in it. Many laboratories and warehouses are now in use.Under the leadership of Veronica and Kamel and with the permission of Gao Wen, the middle and lower levels of the disobedient fortress have become the new "God Research Base" of the Cecil Empire, which is specially used to solve the mysteries related to the gods.

In order to achieve this goal, Gawain even specially set up a neural network computing node in the Dark Mountains to introduce the power of Naritil into the interior of the Rebellious Fortress - the former "Upper Narrator" itself can serve as a source for the people here. The laboratory provides the necessary data analysis services and is also a strong security barrier to protect the vulnerable ordinary people in the facility from the gods' legacy.

At this very moment, in a large laboratory at the deepest level of the Fortress of Disobedience, a group of technicians were analyzing the dangerous wreckage collected from the battlefield of Winterhold.

The rectangular experimental hall is brightly lit, and various magical devices are buzzing around the room. There are several neatly arranged platforms in the center of the room, and each platform has a part of the wreckage from the god of war at the moment—they Some are iron-gray armor fragments, some are entangled and growing dark red fiber clusters, and some are stones that seem to have been thoroughly soaked and corroded by blood, no matter what they are, they all exude strong magic fluctuations and eye-catching aura.

Around each platform, there are four metal cylinders engraved with complex runes, and a thick layer of magic halo floats between the cylinders, which is used to isolate the dangerous samples inside from the outside.

More than a dozen researchers are busy everywhere, recording the magic fluctuations released by those wreckages and their various changes over time. The expressions on everyone's faces are solemn and faintly excited. Kamel, the director of the laboratory, was floating among the researchers, directing and supervising the operation of the site. Veronica, holding a platinum scepter, stood a little farther away from them. The light beside the princess fluctuated slightly, but her expression was already deep in thought.

Gao Wen and Amber entered the room at this moment.

Veronica noticed Gao Wen's breath immediately, she immediately woke up from her contemplation, turned around and walked over: "Your Majesty, you are here."

"Well, let me take a look at the situation." Gawain said as he looked up and looked around the entire scene—except for the busy technicians, he also immediately discovered some extraordinary "existence" ":

On the roof of the laboratory, some hazy and indistinct lines spread out from the air, interweaving over the entire room to form a cobweb-like shape. This almost transparent cobweb sheltered everything here, and in the center of the cobweb, Gawain also vaguely saw a lazy white spider lying on it.

It was the "Upper Narrator" shrunk down by an unknown number—she looked a little bored, and she might have fallen asleep.

"When technicians need to directly contact the relics of the gods, Naritil will provide shelter and pollution warnings on the spot," Veronica noticed Gawain's line of sight, and immediately explained next to him, "This is Kamel It is one of the experimental procedures designed, and it has been proved to be very effective."

"Well," Gawain nodded, and casually said as he walked forward, "Tell me about the situation, what did you find?"

"In short..." Kamel floated over from the side, saluted slightly in front of Gawain, and a buzzing voice came from inside his body, "We found these wreckage... now there is no spiritual damage to mortals."

Gawain stopped halfway, and he seemed to be frozen on the spot.

Amber, who was walking forward with her head buried behind him, hit his head directly on the back—whoops and bounced off nearly a meter away.