Sword of Dawn

Amber casually opened a gap in the car window, and a figure by the side of the road handed in a note, and then that figure blended into the nearby pedestrians in an instant, and Amber opened the note and quickly glanced at it.

"Two groups of people left the residence where the Typhon mission lived, one group went to the mission residence of the Gaoling Kingdom, and the other group went to the east of the city."

"They went to find the Silver Queen." Gao Wen said casually.

"It seems that the reaction is very fast," Amber blinked, "Do you want to do something?"

"What to do? Intercept the ambassador of another country?" Gawain glanced at the half-elf, then closed his eyes slightly, leaned back on the seat and rested his mind, "Let them go, this is an 'acceptable margin' .Like we said before - we eat meat and always leave some soup for other people, and even a bite of meat."

Chapter 1087 The day of the meeting

The envoys from Typhon left, and the reception room of the Oak Hall became quiet. The Silver Queen Belsetia came to the large French windows and looked towards the direction of the town through the clear crystal glass - the lush roadside plants In the afterglow of the setting sun, the number of pedestrians and vehicles on the main road is gradually decreasing, and the ranger guards with bright armor are lining up to pass the sentry post in front of the main gate, while two giant eagle knights are coming from the northern city wall. It passed overhead, casting shadows on the distant bell tower.

"The Typhons seem to be eager to facilitate the opening of ports and trade projects along the Return Coast and the Gray Eye Coast. Although they have been talking about these things for the past six months, they didn't seem to be so anxious at that time," said the man wearing a red background. Standing not far behind the queen, the tall, thin and serious Valentian Jingu in gold-rimmed robes respectfully lowered his hands and said, "Although this matter is beneficial to us, is there something strange behind it?"

"Perhaps the biggest mystery lies in the two secret talks between Gawain Cecil and Rosetta Augustus," Belsetia said without looking back, "I'm really curious about what they talked about now. ..."

Valentian responded immediately: "Understood, I will arrange it right away."

"No need, Elaine will be back soon." Belsetia said, and almost at the same time as her words fell, a gust of undetectable wind suddenly blew up in a corner of the room, and a slender figure emerged from the entwined A vine emerges near the corner of the house.

The high-ranking elf maid, Elaine Vanna, stepped out of the air and quickly walked behind the Silver Queen: "I have returned, Your Majesty."

"How's the situation? Have you heard any news?"

Elaine lowered her head: "As you expected, Cecil took the initiative to release a small amount of rumors——Typhon and Cecil will jointly restart the route around the continent, and the mainland countries can also participate in it."

"Restart the circumcontinental route? Typhon and Cecil are 'jointly'?" Belsetia finally turned around, she stared at Elaine, "The news has been released...that is, Rosetta Ogu Stu agreed?"

"At the moment... yes," Elaine paused, then continued to bow her head, "and it seems that they have reached a consensus beyond that."

"...The parliament originally predicted that Typhon and Cecil would carry out some kind of 'delivery' of territory or resources during the process of concluding the covenant," Valentian was also surprised, but he quickly adjusted his expression , and looked at the Queen whom he was loyal to, "Your Majesty, our forecast has seriously deviated. Gawain Cecil is asking for more than we imagined."

"He actually chose this time to forcibly restart the route around the continent..." Belsetia didn't seem to hear Valentian's words, she just said softly as if talking to herself in her thoughts, "Is he on the way?" Worried about Typhon's recovery speed..."

"It may also be that we are worried that the Silver Empire will completely fall to the Typhon settlement area," Valentian said aside, "Since the dispute over the Blue Rock Hills was resolved, the Gaoling Kingdom and Typhon settled, and our trade with Typhon The scale is also expanding rapidly, and this incident may have aroused the vigilance of Cecil. Under the circumstances that the cost of land transportation is high and air transportation cannot be popularized, opening up the eastern route is the best way for them to prevent the Tifeng settlement area from continuing to mature."

"Valendian, I think he asked for more than this." The Silver Queen glanced at her chief minister and shook her head slightly, "But this is not the point for us, the point is how Emperor Typhon would agree This matter... He should be very clear about the situation in his own country. At this point in time, agreeing to Cecil's circum-continental route plan is a joint cooperation in name, but in essence it is equivalent to giving up control of the entire route, and At least a few decades..."

"Maybe it's a deterrent that's hard to resist, or a temptation that's hard to refuse. This is probably the part that Cecil and Typhon haven't disclosed." Valentian's expression became serious, "Should we Want to respond to the conditions of those Typhon envoys just now? The Typhon people obviously hope to try their best to gain some share and voice in the southeast section of the route before the agreement on the circumcontinental route takes effect. This is very beneficial to us—but it may also be because of this Causing Cecil's dissatisfaction."

The Silver Queen looked at her chief minister, as if she felt that the other party's question was unnecessary: ​​"Does this need to be considered? Of course we have to respond. We have been waiting for more than half a year for the Typhon people to make concessions - but we can still Raise the price a little bit more, believe me, the room for concessions prepared by Typhon is far from over. As for Cecil's dissatisfaction..."

There was a little smile on the corner of her mouth, and the sun near dusk was pouring into the room from the window, covering her back and feet like a cloak: "He is Gawain Cecil, he will not be dissatisfied."

……

The secret meeting between Gawain and Rosetta Augustus was only a fragment on the eve of meeting 112. In fact, during the preparation stage of the meeting, similar meetings and secret talks took place non-stop in this stronghold of 112. ——

Almost all the representatives participating in the meeting realized that the pattern of the world would change within a few days. Countless intelligence personnel and think tank consultants were busy collecting and summarizing information from all sides like a colony of ants busy under the bushes. And extract valuable reference content from this huge and complicated information, and send it to the big figures at the next level, and those big figures who have enough keen vision and accurate judgment (or think they have this ability) will be accepted. This information stimulates them to keep contacting their allies or competitors, and to keep preparing chips to collect intelligence, in order to gain more initiative in the upcoming conference.

The reception rooms and meeting rooms in the Emerald Long Hall became extremely busy, and certain rooms in various hotels also became lively. From morning to night, there were countless meetings and mediations, large and small. It was staged in these rooms, and in some areas where the talks were particularly "intensive", there would even be such an awkward and subtle situation-the representatives finished a round of secret talks, pushed the door to the corridor, and happened to see the king or prime minister of the neighboring country After the minister came out from the next room and greeted them awkwardly or enthusiastically, the representatives who had just taken a breath in the corridor regrouped, turned around and walked into a different room to continue the next round of discussions...

I don't know if any delegates went to the wrong room during the tense and busy few days of preparation and messed up the joint list.

On the other hand, while representatives of all kinds of small and medium-sized forces are busy, the three most influential forces that attract everyone's attention suddenly quiet down—— Cecil, Typhon, Baiyin, and the Three Great Empires After the initial high-level contact, there was no movement quickly. Only ordinary diplomats maintained normal communication in private. The three empires just sat on the sidelines and watched the other parties busy, as if they were waiting for the conference. arrival.

Representatives of some forces feel a little uneasy about this, but more people have no extra energy to pay attention to the movements of the three empires—they have become more and more aware of how powerful the new alliance will be during these days. For those representatives of small countries who have no ability to influence the pattern of big countries, how to find a better "position" on this behemoth is obviously the most worthy of their attention.

Time passed quickly under such a turbulent situation, and the scheduled meeting date finally arrived.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning lit up the crystal spire set at the highest point of the No. 112 stronghold. The large light green crystal burned bright flames under the sunlight, and the bells all over the town rang at the same time, high and low Amidst the undulating bells, elite ranger soldiers wearing silver light armor and feather-grazing helmets appeared at various key intersections, while magical vehicles that had hung the flags of various countries in advance gathered at each main line. In front of the pavilion—these vehicles were provided by Cecil, who was the initiator of the meeting. Except for the different supporting flags, the standards in other aspects are exactly the same.

In fact, apart from these magical vehicles, most of the materials for the entire meeting were also uniformly configured. Among them, the Silver Empire, as the host, took on most of them, and Cecil and Typhon shared the rest. This kind of "consistency" is a special arrangement made by Gao Wen, which has his own intention -

All representatives have a unified standard and equal seats. Even if they have different voices and responsibilities in the alliance, they should not be reflected in the cost of ostentation and showing off national power. This kind of "consistency" is completely different from the old traditional The talks between the two forces are equivalent to the "rules" of each showing off their power, and it is also a simple expression of some basic concepts in the "community of destiny".

Of course, some representatives may only find these arrangements novel and weird, and may not understand Gao Wen's intentions, but before the meeting is over... they will understand.

During the preparation period of the previous few days, the participating delegates had received notice in advance and had a good understanding of the pick-up process, so they quickly boarded the vehicles prepared for themselves, but to the surprise of many delegates, These vehicles did not go to the largest gathering place in the town, the "Emerald Long Hall" or other large facilities, but drove straight out of the city.

In a magical car with the emblem of the Ogule Tribal State hanging, the petite Wenna Baizhi stretched her neck and looked out the window. She looked at the direction of the front and rear convoys in surprise, and couldn't help but look back after looking away. To an elf affairs officer sitting in the front co-pilot seat: "The venue is outside the city? Isn't it the halls in the city?"

"Yes, outside the city," the blond elf with slender eyebrows and beautiful eyes turned his head and smiled at Wenna—although the silver elves and gray elves have been separated for a long time, at least they are both "elves", as members of the group. The officer's attitude towards Wenna was particularly friendly, "It has been stated in the procedure manual that the meeting place is at the 'Stone Ring of Oath', and there is no place called 'Stone Ring of Oath' in the city."

"But I saw that there is no meeting place outside the city." Wen Na's curiosity and doubts did not diminish in the slightest. She looked out of the car window. The town is not big. At this moment, the car she was riding in was about to arrive. The gate of the wall, and outside the gate covered with energy shields, all she can see is a large expanse of wilderness, and the dark wilderness at the end of the wilderness, "I can only see a wasteland—could it be that the' oath Is the stone ring hidden by some kind of enchantment?"

"No," the officer shook his head, "The Covenant Stone Ring is not an existing building, it needs the power of our queen to appear in this world--sorry for confusing you, but due to the participation in the meeting There are many people, the carrying capacity of the existing facilities in the No. 112 stronghold is limited, and some additional considerations, we have to make this arrangement. But please rest assured, even outside the outpost, the elite ranger troops and combat Drew We can still ensure the safety of all representatives, although this is the border of the civilized world, the wasteland is actually far from the survival zone."

"We're not worried about the wasteland, at least I'm not," the orc leader Camilla who was sitting next to Wenna said suddenly, with a slight grunt coming from her throat, "I just think you should arrange this kind of arrangement." Let me tell you—I thought the meeting was going to be in town until today."

"Sorry, this was our mistake."

"Ah, it doesn't matter," Camilla waved her hand. Her long, fluffy tail was curled up and rested on Wenna's shoulders. She herself looked out of the window on the other side, with curiosity in her yellow-brown vertical pupils. Ray, "Wasteland... This is the first time I've seen it at such a close distance."

"Control your curiosity. Curiosity will kill cats and orcs." Wen Na patted the tail on her shoulders lightly, and said casually while looking ahead of the convoy. In her vision, the open wilderness Already oncoming.

……

Outside the city of No. 112 stronghold, on the open and flat field, the vehicles arriving one after another have gathered in a special parking area, and on an open field near the parking area, Silver Queen Belsetia is holding several high-level druids Standing next to a boulder under the guard of elite rangers.

On the surface of that roughly square boulder, mysterious and complex Druid runes have been engraved in advance. As the sun shines on the stone surface, bits and pieces of magic power appear in those runes.

It wasn't just elves standing by the boulder.

Gawain brought Amber and Rebecca and stood beside Belsetia. Farther away from them, you could see many Cecils dressed as technicians—these technicians were debugging many Magic equipment, these equipment include the vehicle-mounted stacked magic net device, the mobile magic obelisk, and several magic net terminals of different models. sense of mission.

This meeting will be transmitted to the neural network through the equipment in their hands, transmitted back to the Cecil Empire, and finally spread to all parts of the empire through the magic net, and even spread to some of the networked areas of the Augure Tribal State and the Holy Dragon Principality— ——Although this is far from being called a "worldwide live broadcast", the scope of the live broadcast of this grand event has reached the record since the birth of Monet Communication. Participation.

Gao Wen withdrew his gaze from the live broadcast equipment, looked at the representatives from various parties who were arriving at the scene one after another not far away, and finally looked at Belsetia next to him, with a smile on his face: "The atmosphere today is very exciting. Didn't it bring you a little familiarity?"

"No," Belsetia replied with a faint smile, lowering her voice and whispering, "When the meeting was held 700 years ago, I was busy stealing food from behind, and it was all up to Valentian to maintain order. Don't you remember?"

"...I remembered the dark face of Valentian at that time," Gawain recalled, and couldn't help shaking his head and said, "Later, I searched for you with him for a long time, and finally dragged you out from under the dining table. "

Talking about the topic of the past, they smiled at each other, and the atmosphere became more relaxed.

And behind them, Valentian's pointed ears trembled unconsciously, and his face seemed to darken a little...

Chapter 1088 The memory of the gods

With the brilliant sunlight crossing the ridgeline of the mountains on the east side, the giant sun gradually rose to the highest point in the sky, and a hazy halo spread around the gaseous crown with faint lines. In this round of brilliant giant sun Under the light, even the barren wasteland border seems to be infused with powerful vitality, and the distant mountains and rivers and nearby vegetation all look bright under the sun——Bersetia looked up at the sky, her platinum eyes There seemed to be a thin layer of golden light rippling around the edge of her pupils, then she looked away and nodded slightly to Gao Wen beside her: "The results of the weather control team are good. It seems that the sunny weather can last for many days."

Gao Wen looked not far away, the convoy from the direction of the town was arriving at the edge of the venue one after another, some representatives had already left the vehicle, and were heading to the designated waiting place under the arrangement of the guides - most of them looked A little bit confused, because this bare place is really not like a place for such a grand event. There are only sparse wild flowers and weeds under the feet, and there are only savage woodlands and shrubs in the distance. Farther away, you can only see stones and barren mountains. For those who are coming For the big shots attending the meeting, this is probably completely different from the upper-level gathering place they had imagined.

There is no red carpet, no music, no guard of honor, and of course no gorgeous dome and magnificent tables and chairs. This is no longer a matter of simplicity.

But those who can come here are not ordinary people after all. For them, there is still some self-cultivation and patience. Therefore, even if they are confused or even have some doubts, the representatives who have arrived at the scene have not shown it for the time being. They are patient. Waiting for the follow-up, and many people's eyes have fallen on the open ground where the elves are. Some of them saw the Silver Queen, and their eyes became more and more stable.

"We should let these people who are safe in the safe zone come to the border of the wasteland to see for themselves," Gawain glanced at the representatives in the distance, and muttered softly, "If you don't see the barrenness here with your own eyes, They'll probably never realize that an apocalyptic disaster is 'frozen' around them."

"I guessed what you were thinking when I learned that you were going to arrange the conference site at Wasteland Monitoring Station No. 112," Belsetia said softly with a smile, "Arranging the conference site here is not just It is to reflect neutrality and fairness in the process of negotiating between Cecil and Typhon - there are many neutral areas between the two countries, and the outposts set up by the elves in the north are not all on the border of the wasteland, but you have chosen to be far away from the magnificent wall. nearest place."

She raised her head and glanced at the representatives who looked calm in the distance, but many of them had already frowned and looked at the filthy clouds above the wasteland of Gondor in the distance.

"However, bringing these people who are accustomed to the safe zone so close to the wasteland...does it put a little more pressure on them? After all, even the soldiers in the outpost will not be casual when they are free. active in the wilderness."

"I believe in the security measures at the venue, not to mention that we have some 'new members' with exceptionally strong fighting power also at the scene," Gao Wen smiled slightly, "under the premise of ensuring safety, let everyone breathe the air at the border of the wasteland Good for the mental health of all.”

"...You are right," Belsetia nodded lightly, "ah, it's time."

"Let's prepare the venue." Gawain nodded, and at the same time, the elf servants standing beside him and Belsetia also signaled to the magicians who were broadcasting live not far away—all magicians The internet terminal focused the crystal on the Silver Queen and the huge rune stone for a moment, and the next moment, Belsetia put her hand on the surface of the huge stone covered with runes.

Huge and frightening magic power was injected into the boulder in an instant, and the spell models stored in the ancient rune array were constructed and filled with magic power in an instant, and those runes shimmering on the surface of the stone were like stars that burst suddenly Pieces were lit up, and under the traction of huge magic power, there was a whistling sound like a raging wave coming from high above—almost everyone looked at the sky subconsciously, and they saw a huge sky. The cyan cyclone has formed out of thin air, slowly rotating around the boulder on the surface, the inside of the cyclone is thunderous, and under the thunder and cyclone, countless shadowy illusions are gradually forming between the sky and the earth. Filled with a certain awe-inspiring majesty as if from ancient times!

Everyone was awed by this almost heaven and earth vision. Those representatives who were paying attention to the wasteland a moment ago had completely forgotten what they were thinking in the last second. They looked at those who were constantly emerging from the air The ancient illusion came out. In the illusion, they saw the moss-covered stone pillar, the simple and solemn stone platform, and the vines spanning the top of the stone pillar... And these illusions gradually descended from the sky, and when they touched the earth, there was an earthquake-like roar And vibrations were produced, and the phantoms turned into entities one by one, and the original ground wriggled as if it had life, and quickly merged with those phantoms from an unknown ancient era.

The large-scale open-air meeting place has descended, spanning all the years in the elves' history, crossing the boundary between extinction and existence, and descending from a long-forgotten space to the main material world—surrounded by dozens of towering stone pillars Around the huge circular platform, the stone pillars are covered with moss, and the tops of the stone pillars are intertwined with vines. Under the stone pillars are arranged circular tables and chairs, which are also carved from huge stones. The top hangs down, and on those curtains that turn from virtual to real, there are huge national emblems-the emblems of every participating member state are impressively listed among them.

Beneath the Ring of Oath, all the flags are of equal rank—or so it should be on the scene.

Belsetia was standing in the center of the stone ring. The huge square rune stone beside her had sunk into the ground. In its place was a small clear spring. The reflection in the clear spring came from nowhere. a clear sky.

All magic network terminals captured the spectacular scene at this moment, and the corresponding images were quickly spread throughout the neural network...

……

In the courtyard of the rebellious fortress, in the dark and chaotic broken space, the giant deer Amorn is lying quietly among the wreckage of the ruins. His eyes are filled with holy light. The former goddess of magic, Mirmina, is Squat down beside him, and look at the large magic net terminal not far away with him.

The crystal above the terminal is shining brightly, and the clear holographic projection is showing a scene from afar, and there is an excited voice constantly explaining the situation outside the screen: "... now we are bringing you the real-time scene of the conference site, The Silver Queen Belsetia is summoning the ancient 'Oath Stone Ring' into our world, and the energy field has unfolded..."

"This is really powerful..." Mirmina looked at the picture in the holographic projection, with a hint of exclamation in her tone, "They can use the power of magic to do these things... Although the principle is not difficult to understand, but Their thinking really surprised me..."

"This shows that it is really wise for you to get out in time - within the jurisdiction of magic, mortals have done things that surprised you, the 'Goddess of Magic', this is not a big risk, similar risks accumulate It will become a real crisis," Amoen said lightly, "God of War is so crazy."

Mirmina shook her head immediately: "He's out of his mind, I'm different from him."

Amoen thought for a while: "...then you go back?"

Mirmina seemed startled for a moment, and then changed the subject very bluntly: "... Hey, watch the show... This queen's summoning spell is amazing, I've never seen it before, this is your Drew In the Iraqi system..."

The giant deer god next to her didn't respond, and Mirmina felt a little puzzled. She turned her head, but saw Amoen staring at the picture in the holographic projection, and there was a glimmer of light in her crystal-like eyes. Indefinite.

"Amon? What's wrong with you?"

Over the magic net terminal not far away, the quaint and magnificent oath stone ring has entered the main material world. The stone pillars are covered with vicissitudes of moss and vines. The water pool in the center of the ring is sparkling, and the sky reflected in the water is clear. The ground was reflected in Amoen's eyes—the voice of the goddess of magic rang twice before the giant deer Amoen broke the silence softly: "This place... I remember it, I didn't expect them to remember it too..."

"You mean this 'Oath Stone Ring'?" Mirmina quickly reacted, she looked back at the holographic projection in mid-air, and her eyes fell on Amorn again, "Does this have anything to do with you?"

"In ancient times, when I first developed self-awareness, it was between those stone pillars..." Amoen's voice sounded ethereal, as if he had traveled through eternal time, "That was the original sacrificial site of the Druids. .”

"Do you still remember things so early?" Mirmina was surprised, "I only remember that when I first became self-aware, everything was vague... I don't have any impression at all."

"We are all different. You don't remember when you were just born, but I remember it fairly clearly," Amon said slowly, "I remember that they were not stable in their new homeland at that time, and many elves had no I can only live a primitive life in the forest. I don’t know how they spent their first days. When I woke up, they had built such a sacrificial site deep in the forest, and they were celebrating Looking forward to the first bumper harvest, praying for a good weather in the second year...

"I still remember that they lit a lot of bonfires and put a lot of tributes. A girl in an exaggerated and weird costume stood by and kept repeating that it was the blessing of the gods, which reversed the disastrous weather and brought good harvests and safety..."

"Ah, then you remember a lot of details," Mirmina couldn't help but said, "You even remember the ceremony at that time."

"But I don't have any impression of what they said, I just feel very confused," Amoen said in a low and pleasant voice, "I don't understand why those little creatures are so enthusiastic, I don't know why they suddenly looked at me I began to kneel down in the direction of my father, but fortunately, voices from many people soon came, allowing me to understand the situation...

"I am their god, the protector of the forest, and the guide of life and death, at least they think so... They still think that I brought the harvest—at that time, the authority of the harvest and the authority of nature were still There is not such a clear boundary, this part of the authority did not evolve into the three gods of abundance until 1 years later, when human beings slowly developed."

"Yeah, many things changed very slowly at that time," Mirmina sighed, "then it gradually picked up."

Amoen did not respond to Mirmina, he just looked at the stone ring in the holographic projection, looked at the water pool in the center of the stone ring, and said softly as if talking to himself after a long time: "I was in the Resting next to that pool... At that time I was much younger than now, there was no kingdom of God, and I did not cross the boundary of the material world. You know that state? Like a 'spirit' between reality and reality, relying on the power of faith Stay in a specific sacrificial ground."

Mirmina listened and shook her head slightly: "I don't know, I was born directly in the magic field, and I am a pure spirit who is more inclined to the 'spiritual world', and you are a spirit formed in the material world, so I I don’t know what’s going on with the state between reality and reality you mentioned. As you said, we are different from each other.”

"...Yeah, I sometimes forget that too."

"And then?" Mirmina looked at Amoen curiously, "Did you only be able to move in the sacrificial ground at that time? Then I don't feel much better than now..."

"Indeed, looking back now, it was quite boring at that time, but I thought it was okay at the time—mainly because I was accompanied by someone at the time," Amon said while recalling, "The one called the 'priestess' The girl took care of me there, and she also lived in the sacrificial grounds, by the pool. They had a very strange doctrine at that time, but the highest-ranking priestess had to eat and sleep in the open, in order to 'further embrace nature', so no matter what Rain or shine, she will be there..."

"Sounds like hard work—for mortals."

"Yeah, it's really hard," Amon said slowly, "so when it's raining, I'll let her hide under my belly, where the hair is soft and warm. At first she seemed very Panicked, but once there was a thunderstorm, she still came over in panic—it was said to be a priestess, but she was actually just a little girl at that time, but she was born with a strong spiritual talent."

"And then?" Mirmina couldn't help asking again.

"Later... After many years, she died," Amoen said calmly, "Death is also a part of the natural cycle, so although she lived for many, many years, she still weakened a little bit. Finally She leaned against my neck and fell asleep, and before going to sleep, she asked me if there was an eternal kingdom waiting for her, where devout believers could stay with the gods forever in the kingdom of God..."

"...Do you have any?" Mirmina asked curiously.

"How can there be any eternal kingdom? At that time, I didn't even know how to give believers semi-permanent life in the material world," Amoen said. "I wanted to give her a comforting answer, but I couldn't lie. I just kept looking at her and she said to me: 'If you don't, don't tell anyone else' - and then she stopped talking."

The God of Nature calmed down, and the magic net terminal not far away was still playing pictures from afar. The delegates were entering the venue of the oath stone ring. The silver queen, the contemporary druid highest priestess, was standing By the pool, her figure seemed to overlap with certain images in Amorn's memory—but in the end, those memories gradually faded away.

"And what happened later?" Mirmina said softly suddenly, as if intentionally interrupting Amorn's meditation.

"Afterwards... there is nothing to say," Amoen sighed, "We must follow the laws of nature after all, don't we? Harmless spirits will gradually become powerful gods, but real gods will not last long Staying in the world, the thoughts of the believers become stronger and more complex, and the "gods" they create are more and more beyond the power of reality. My thoughts began to be imprisoned in the body, and my words became very dangerous. Maintaining myself in the real world will lead to drastic changes in the environment and the existence of mortals, and the rejection from the real world will follow. I finally left the real world and came to a place where I would not be rejected.

"As the believers imagined, there is a huge tree called 'Samsara', there is a city on the tree, called 'Life', the roots are coiled under the tree, and there is a big tomb between the roots, called Death .

"For many years after that, I never left there."

Chapter 1089 The Last Seat

Amorn's narration came to an end, and the courtyard became quiet except for the light, shadow and sound projected by the magic net terminal. This silence lasted for a while, and Mirmina finally broke the silence: "And then ?”

"And then? After many, many years, I thought about a lot of things under the big tree named reincarnation imagined by mortals. As my consciousness became clearer, I heard the sound coming from the deep sea. The ancient echoes, the history that happened in the ancient times are imprinted in the ripples of time and space, I looked along those ripples, and saw the fortress left by the sailors in the real world... Finally I decided to do a big thing, this thing you now Already know."

"...I really admire you," Mirmina said in a low voice after being silent for a moment, "The plan you came up with is actually more risky than mine."

"Longing for freedom may also be a part of life..." Amoen's tone was a little emotional, and he seemed a little proud. His eyes still fell on the magic net terminal not far away, but the focus of his sight seemed to have crossed Abandoned time and space, hesitated in the memory of thousands of years, "I thought I had forgotten these things."

"Forgetting is the privilege of mortals, and we don't have the luxury," Mirmina smiled lightly and shook her head, "As long as our experiences form memories, they will be imprinted forever, just like a part of the flesh and blood of mortals... ..."

She said, her eyes fell on the oath stone ring in the holographic projection, and after thinking for a while, she asked curiously: "Is this thing really your original sacrificial ground? That was many, many years ago... "

Amoen took a closer look, and said in a low voice with a pleasant echo: "It's not—although it's very similar, but the details have changed. The sacrificial field in my memory should have disappeared with the passage of time. But the ancestor memory of the elves from generation to generation has preserved its projection, and formed this kind of summoning spell. I think they must have prepared for today's meeting for a long time, those flags and stone pillars are dedicated Prepared and adjusted for today."