Sword of Dawn

"Fun?" Gawain blinked, "What do you want?"

"I heard that a new thing called the magic net terminal has appeared in the human world. It is somewhat similar to the communication network of the Gondor Empire, but it is more interesting." I don't know if it is an illusion, but Amorn hesitated for a while. , but he continued, "...I'm a little curious about it."

Give me a whole .jpg too.

Gao Wen: "..."

After being stunned for a moment in surprise, he finally realized: "The magic net terminal depends on the magic net to run, and I'm not sure whether it can still run stably after crossing the portal of the Shadow Realm..."

"I think so," Amon said, "That ancient portal is actually more stable than you imagined. As early as the Gondor era, mortal mages passed very complicated magic information through the portal—theoretically , it can allow magic power to be transmitted without loss.”

Gao Wen: "..."

Why did the old god even consider this?

Chapter 1040 Turn Forward

Gao Wen looked at the "God of Nature" who was as huge as a mountain in front of him, and the latter also looked at him motionless, those crystal-like eyes filled with light and light, with Gao Wen's knowledge, he could still Emotional changes belonging to humans cannot be read from it.

They just stared at each other for a while, and Gao Wen confirmed that the other party was not joking, so he squeezed his chin while thinking and said: "This is not a complicated request, I can arrange it for you, but..."

Amon's tone rose: "Just?"

"You said that your perception of the real world is limited, and usually you can only know some vague changes in the situation." Gawain looked at Amon seriously, "Then how did you know about magic net terminals?" of? I don't recall anyone ever talking to you about it."

Amorn: "..."

Gao Wen: "..."

After a few seconds of silence, Gawain withdrew his gaze. He looked around. There was only chaos in the empty and silent space of the Shadow Realm. The blurred broken earth in the distance and the black mass in the sky filled the entire field of vision—here No one seemed to be there but him and Amorn.

He turned his head, as if the slightly awkward silence just now had never happened, and he didn't care about where Amon learned about the situation of the magic net terminal. He just smiled and said to the giant deer in front of him: " Afterwards, I will arrange for Veronica or Kamel to send you a set of equipment—the supporting network equipment will also be debugged for you.”

"Thank you very much." Amoen said lightly.

Gao Wen nodded, then said something briefly, then turned and left this dark and empty place.

It wasn't until Gao Wen's figure completely disappeared in the courtyard of the rebellious fortress that Amorn looked back from a distance. His huge crystal-like eyes narrowed slightly, and beside him, suddenly rolled up in the emptiness and chaotic darkness. There was an invisible wind of magic power, and the shimmering smoke and dust emerged out of thin air as if breeding from the earth, and quickly spun and condensed into a huge female figure.

This is a lady as tall as a clock tower, her whole body is composed of the purest arcane power and incomprehensible smoke, and there are countless dots of light and magic symbols embedded in her misty "skirt" "Put it on", this is the former goddess of magic—Mirmina.

As soon as the figure was condensed into shape, Mirmina looked up at the direction of the main building that disobeyed the fortress, and then looked sideways at the giant deer Amoen lying not far away: "Is he really gone?"

Amorn's body couldn't move, but his eyes seemed to float upwards: "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 gone," Mirmina said as if she was relieved, and then a trace of dissatisfaction appeared on her face formed by the magic smoke, and at the same time she lowered her head and stared at Amoen , "You exposed me again just now! Could it be that you were not careful this time?"

Amoen was silent for two seconds before saying indifferently: "... I was careless."

"I told you interesting things about the main material world, but you revealed my whereabouts," Mirmina said very dissatisfied, "I don't remember when I offended you!"

"I said, I was careless," Amon said casually, his tone seemed to be so calm forever, "Also, why are you so afraid of Gawain Cecil? Even though you have withdrawn from the priesthood now, you He is also a powerful magical creature, why should you be so afraid of a mortal in this special world of shadows?"

"As I said, I can't return to the sight of mortals now—I have to wait until those remaining 'connections' fade further," Mirmina looked at Amoen, and suddenly narrowed her eyes slightly, "And don't you Don't you really feel it? In that so-called 'mortal', there is a power that suppresses us... that is the legacy of the voyager, don't you feel it?"

Amorn let out a deep laugh, and then reminded the god hiding in the Shadow Realm: "The legacy of the voyager...Of course I feel it, but you look down and see what this pile of things is on me ?”

Mirmina glanced at the criss-crossing scars on the opponent's body and the wreckage fragments piercing deeply into the scars, and immediately backed away with resistance: "Well, for you, that Gawain Cecil It might not be a big deal to have the breath of the voyager on you - but it's not the same for me, I don't want to deal with something dangerous like that at all."

There seemed to be a hint of ridicule in Amorn's tone: "I thought that the incarnation of 'magic' would have a stronger curiosity and spirit of exploration, and should be braver in the face of the legacy of the voyager."

"Curiosity and the spirit of exploration do not mean recklessness. Appropriate prudence and rationality are also necessary qualities when searching for the truth," Mirmina said, suddenly showing a trace of searching eyes, "Speaking of which, I have I got a little curious—you asked Gawain Cecil for a magic net terminal... what do you want to do?"

Amoen said lightly: "I said it, in order to relieve boredom."

"You've been lying here for 3000 years, and you can lie here for another 3000 years. For us, 'boring' is a false proposition—the time span of less than [-] years has little effect on us," said Mill Mina stared at Amorn, without the slightest joke in her tone, "Put away the 'boring' reasons, I told you about the magic net terminal and the magic net, I know better than you what it is What. The magic net terminal is used to access the magic net, and the magic net is the carrier of the neural network, so you are actually interested in the mental space formed by mortals using the neural network... What do you want to use it for?"

Amoen did not answer the other party directly, but instead asked: "You seem to be very worried that I will endanger the safety of those mortals?"

"I owe them a favor," Mir Mina said seriously, "My character is to reciprocate—this is the first time I can do what I want to do according to my character, so this matter is very important to me."

"Then you can rest assured that 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 am more interested in the neural networks they created," said Amon Said quietly, his eyes fell on Mir Mina, "That neural network washes away your divinity, and this process shows a possibility."

"You want to try too?" Mirmina said with a hint of doubt in her tone, "Don't blame me for breaking 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 field. On the other hand, the non-directed thoughts in the unconscious area are not a 'safe tool', but a very dangerous medicine. In a sense, facing that A non-directive trend of thought is as dangerous as the legacy you hit the voyage back in the past. It is a kind of suicide. Finally, the neural network is not some public square that comes and goes freely-it has guards Yes, although it was an inexperienced warden, but the neural network is her home field."

Speaking of which, she paused for a moment, and said with a trace 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, you don't need to start all over again Another way."

"Don't worry, I didn't intend to do this kind of thing myself," Amoen broke the silence until Mirmina's voice fell, "I know the risks, and I know the dangerous guard even more. Frankly speaking, I don't want to do it at all." Facing that guard - even you were almost captured by her, and I've been lying here for 3000 years, and I'm... not good at running. I'm just curious to know more about that neural network and how it works I have a feeling that maybe the third way that human beings are looking for lies in the depths of the neural network."

The courtyard fell silent for a while, and Mirmina seemed to have fallen into brief thought. After a while, she broke the silence: "So, you decided to step out after hearing the 'ideal' that Gawain Cecil talked about. One step at a time—do you really believe that he can find a way for mortals and gods to coexist safely without leaving hidden dangers?"

"Safe coexistence without leaving hidden dangers? It's too early to say this... Even Gawain Cecil himself now only believes that there is a third way, and he dare not come to your conclusion with his optimism "Amoen seemed to have a hint of a smile, "but I believe that he will work hard to make some results. Before these results come out, it's not a bad thing to do more observations, isn't it?"

"Your statement is worthy of approval, but you really have no other purpose?"

"Other purposes? There are also," Amoen said softly, with a long sigh in his words, "To be honest, after knowing so many changes in the mortal world, it's quite nice to stay here... boring."

Are you really bored...

Mir Mina quietly looked at Amorn who was bound on the broken earth—maybe the other party was telling the truth, but she couldn't understand it, because she couldn't empathize with Amorn who was sealed by the Voyager's inheritance. What does it feel like to be in one place for 3000 years.

After breaking away from the shackles of the god position, she can run freely in this endlessly wide place, from the Rebel Courtyard to the deepest part of the Shadow Realm in one breath, and occasionally wander around the Shadow Realm—she is not boring at all.

Thinking of this, smoke and dust of twinkling stars floated around her again, then she turned around suddenly and ran away like a gust of wind.

Amoen quietly looked at the direction where Mirmina disappeared, without moving.

"(Gods swearing)..."

……

In the Loren Continent dominated by humans and other intelligent races, the wheel of history is rolling forward, and the development of civilization is heading towards an unprecedented path.

And on another continent in the far north, the progress of civilization has been stalled here for 1807 million years, and only now is its stuck wheel starting to turn again—or, in other words, getting a chance to turn.

The gods disappeared.

The cradle disappeared.

Gone are the shackles and eternal protection that have bound him for millions of years.

The land was free, but for the first 72 hours of freedom, everything in Tarrond just lay dormant - the winner crawled in the hot dust, let the howling wind blow from the distant sea Come on, no one cheered and celebrated this victory, and no one could stand up and record this turning point in history.

On the fragmented east coast, in Agondor, which has been completely destroyed, in the scorching rift that runs through the entire continent, the surviving dragons after the battle and countless war machines that have been completely scrapped stand still, like stones that have lost their lives generally "scattered" throughout the ruins of Tarrond.

There were no new orders issued, no tasks to be dealt with, most of these Omega terminals stopped motionless, only occasionally some giant dragons took off, or the remnants of transport machines floated from the dust cloud. Flying across the sky, they transported the remaining supplies to various places, maintaining the lives of the last survivors on this continent.

This stagnation lasted for a long time, until the strong wind from the sea dispelled the high-altitude dust clouds, until the elemental rift in the center of the continent gradually closed, and until the fire in the city of gods was extinguished, in the middle of the ruins of Agondor, There was finally a new movement from the depths of the earth.

A series of roaring sounds came from the depths of the earth. It was the remnant power system driving some key armor protection layers. The faint shaking spread throughout the ruins, and the buried mechanical devices rumbled away the heavy Soil layers and collapsed buildings—a corner of the ruins of Agondor collapsed, but the central area bulged abnormally. This movement lasted for a full minute before the ruins were finally pushed open a gap.

A gigantic claw made of metal pushed away the broken pillars of the temple, and the claw climbed outwards, gradually bringing out the thick and powerful limbs, the grotesque torso and the glowing red head.

After a difficult climb, a special "giant dragon" with a body length of nearly 200 meters that had never appeared on the land of Tarrond finally climbed out of the ruins and climbed to the heights of Agondor.

Even in the dragon country where implant transformation technology is prevalent, "he" is definitely a creature beyond the imagination of the dragons——

The body of this giant dragon is almost entirely composed of metal and other inorganic substances. Layers of thick alloy armor and high-strength polymers are his scales and skin. Qing's micro-machines are constantly moving; however, this giant dragon is not a purely mechanical creature, his breastplate has a part of irregular transparent structure, inside the polymer shell can clearly see fleshy viscera and organic solutions, fleshy organs It is fused with the metal device, but it is not like the implant technology that was once popular in Tarrond, but it seems... These organs "grow" by themselves like this.

The dragon's weird form wasn't modified by implants—he was born with it.

With heavy steps, this strange dragon crossed the roof of the former Supreme Council, the square of the upper sanctuary and the wreckage of the elevator. In front of the cliff", and slowly crouch down here.

The combat machines that were still able to move and the remaining dragons in the vicinity approached one after another, gathering in front of him, as if waiting for the next order.

But Omega just raised his head, unskillfully controlling this strange body made of steel and biomass, quietly looking into the distance.

Ta observes the world, full of curiosity.

Chapter 1041

On the ruined land of Agondor, a giant composed of steel, crystal, polymer, and biomass crouched quietly on the top of a towering cliff. In the eternal brilliance of the polar day season, he had already Overlook the land for a long time.

Gunpowder smoke, dust, cold wind, wasteland, all kinds of sounds...

This is the world in which the Creators live.

Omega shook his steel-covered neck slightly, and various readings came from the precision sensors on his body surface, but these readings were not directly converted into data and input into his computing nodes, but in a form of The fuzzy, hazy state flowed into the nervous system he designed for himself, into his "brain" - something he created by imitating the organs of the creators, and the output of this organ when processing data made Omega was puzzled.

So... vague, so... incomprehensible.

Is this the world that creators usually perceive?Is this how they usually live?

Omega thought about it, trying to assemble some answers from the database that could explain the current situation, but after traversing all the remaining data nodes, he couldn't find any suitable content, and this time... there will be no creators for him again. Enter new data and logical formulas, and no creator can answer his questions.

A gust of cold wind from the direction of the coastline blew through the ruins, and a fragile building not far away collapsed in a series of shocks. Omega woke up from his contemplation. He raised his head and looked at the subordinate nodes waiting for orders everywhere— —After seeing the appearance of those nodes, he had more and more complicated "feelings" and "thoughts".

Those... are his former creators, the dragons who once created the Omega system, but this is not the case-they are just some bodies now, some subordinate nodes waiting for instructions, just like those machines that run underground , is part of the Omega system.

They destroyed themselves, for reasons that the Omegas could not understand.

"What is the meaning of life..." After pondering for several time units, Omega used his "throat" to make a sound for the first time, but he was talking to himself full of confusion, until the voice was in the empty and lonely There was a sound above the ruins, and the "giant dragon" woke up in horror - he realized that he had asked himself a question.

He began to search his own database, and among the most extensive and closest to the correct answer, he found the corresponding record—the meaning of life is to extend itself.

But the creators chose to self-destruct, which does not conform to what Omega has learned, or even Omega's observations on the concept of "life".

On the cliff of the ruins, Tallond's last thinking dragon fell into confusion. He pondered this question over and over again, as if this question was all his survival value—in a few short time units , He went through all his databases again and again, and finally, he lowered his head, and on his forehead, a small metal plate slid away to the side, and a flickering projection crystal was exposed in the air , On the surface of this crystal body, a flickering brilliance emerged, and in the next second, a scene of video recordings appeared in front of Omega——

It was a bedroom, clean and tidy. A tall human being stood in the bedroom, bent over, and seemed to be talking to a target much shorter than him. The corresponding voice recording echoed over the empty ruins:

"...if by 'life' you mean life, it is divided into individuals and groups, at least on this planet. For a single life, it may have many meanings, it may It is for reproduction, it may be for survival, if it has higher intelligence and pursuit, then it may be for gaining knowledge, for pursuing truth, for better enjoyment, or for living for dreams and self-worth...

"There is no single, agreed-upon answer...

"The definition of life, the definition of existence, the definition of meaning...these are not concepts that can be quantified..."

The video was played in a loop, from beginning to end, after repeating for an unknown number of rounds, Omega suddenly turned off the holographic projection on his forehead, and at the same time whispered in a contemplative tone: "Self-worth...dreams...this What is it?"

He looked down at his huge body, and then looked at the devastated land. He recalled his original "function" when he was born in this world. He recalled that he should be the "service system" on this continent— ——The value of his existence is to serve the creators, serve the dragons of Tarrond, he has no dreams, the only thing he can do is to obey orders, but...is this the meaning of "Omega" as a living body ?

"Omega is the service system of Tarrond. The value of Omega is to serve the dragons..." The dragon on the cliff said to himself, his voice gradually getting lower and lower, "The creators created Omega, so The value of Omega is determined by the creators...by the creators...by...the creator no longer exists."

The giant dragon suddenly raised his head, and in the lifeless ruins, only the howling cold wind responded to his soliloquy—no one gave him new orders, which made him suddenly feel a little... …horrible.

And in this moment of "fear", it may be due to the sudden short circuit of a certain group of nerve fibers, or the sudden release of a certain thinking circuit, or even the person named "Gauvin Cecil" A certain sentence spoken by human beings entered the deepest part of the logic system on the verge of collapse, and Omega suddenly thought of one thing:

Why has he been obsessed with the question of "the meaning of life"?

Thinking about this problem can't improve the operating efficiency of the system, can't increase the capacity of the database, and can't solve any failures—on the contrary, the huge computing power it occupies even leads to similar failures. If it is really a perfect He should not be obsessed with this issue, just as the creators of "life" should not actively seek destruction.

In that instant, Omega discovered what he had in common with his creators, and finally realized something he hadn't noticed—it wasn't the question itself that he was looking for so hard. What a huge value, but because... he was "curious".

"I have...'curiosity'?" Omega was astonished like a child who suddenly discovered a new toy. He looked at his database and logic system in surprise, and found that every thread of his thinking was rejoicing. Every processing unit was excited, and it took him a few seconds to confirm that it was an "emotional change". He found that he was happy, and when he was happy, he finally figured it out:

Life itself has no meaning, life is just life.

It is the curiosity of intelligent beings...that gives meaning to all this.

Everything is just as the human being said - there is no standard answer to this question.

On the towering cliff, the giant dragon suddenly stood up. He broke free from the endless loop of logical traps, and for the first time thought freely about himself and everything in this world. The "lock" was suddenly unlocked, and some "secrets" that were unknown to himself and even his designers were released from the oldest memories—the next moment, he found that it was not his own "illusion".

"Unlock the problem, start reading the zero log—"

Omega's body stopped for a moment, and there was a noise in his body, as if some ancient, unsuitable programs were trying to mobilize this improvised body, after a series of activations and activations that were not so smooth After the call, the projection crystal inlaid on his forehead suddenly brightened, and warm rays of light escaped from it, soaking the surrounding air.

In a pale golden glow, a vague shadow appeared in front of Omega, and a somewhat distorted and broken voice came from this ancient image buried deep in the database:

"... so funny...they made you, an incredible... 'life'.

"You neither fear nor reverence...do you have no heart? That's fine...fortunately you don't have a heart.

"But you can't be heartless forever... never be heartless, and you'll never really live.

"Let me give you a question, if you understand it, you have a 'heart'.

"The question is: What is the meaning of life?

"If one day, you have your own answer, then you don't have to tell anyone, the answer belongs only to you. You will be the luckiest and freest life in the world - luckier than your creators, You are even luckier than me. At that time, you can take your own answers and set off, and do what you want to do..."

The twilight in the air gradually dissipated, and a slightly distorted mechanical voice came from somewhere in Omega's body: "Log number zero has been played, and it will be automatically deleted—executed."

Omega's body swayed for a moment, as if he was about to fall off the cliff, but soon he regained his stability, and looked around with a hint of confusion.

He seemed to have lost his memory for a short period of time, and he didn't know what happened just now, but he felt that something in his body had undergone a subtle change. Driven by this change, he involuntarily raised his head and looked at The sky filled with soft glow under the extreme daylight.

In the hazy sky some of the brightest stars could be seen faintly flickering at the edge of the sky, the light from the constellation Frost and its proxima—stars so bright that they were in this Even in the dim light of day, it can reveal its figure.

curiosity.

Omega looked down at the devastated land.

In his database of millions of years, all the knowledge of the Dragon Clan is stored, and he knows everything about this land very clearly.