Sword of Dawn

Belsetia hesitated for a moment, and called out tentatively, "Mr. Amorn?"

"Well, very good."

"You seem to be seriously injured." Belsetia relaxed a little, and then her eyes fell on the wreckage that looked like some kind of torture device. "These things are...?"

"The exploration for freedom is a small price to pay for recklessness," Amoen commented on his actions 3000 years ago wittily, "In order to get out of the gods, I bumped into something harder." Things... almost didn't win."

"In order to get away from the god position..." Belsetia was taken aback, and slowly realized, "You mean the fall of the white star 3000 years ago?"

"In the world of mortals, that is indeed the name for that collision." Amorn said slowly.

Belsetia blinked, and subconsciously looked in the direction of Gao Wen beside him. She saw that the other party still had that faint smile, standing aside as if it had nothing to do with him, as if he had no intention of participating.

Just like the goddess of magic squatting not far away, is this "extraterritorial wanderer" just "watching the fun"?

The Silver Empress suddenly realized that in today's meeting, the truth she will be exposed to will probably far exceed all her imagination.

"Tell me about the current situation of the elves," the voice of the giant deer Amorn rang in his mind, interrupting the Silver Queen's wild thoughts, "For 3000 years, I have consciously avoided paying attention to the kingdom of the elves, and I am also blocking All the information about you... my limited information comes from Gawain Cecil, but he is not an elf."

Belsetia looked up at the holy giant deer, took a breath, and said slowly: "...we are struggling on the edge of the vortex."

……

In Cecil Palace, in the spacious and bright "incubation room", Enya is putting the newspaper she just read on the bookshelf not far away - the bookshelf just delivered is leaning against the wall, and various All kinds of recreational reading materials include not only the various newspapers of the Cecil Empire recently, but also the bound volumes of various magazines in the past two years, as well as folklore and novel scripts collected from various places. There are almost a whole wall of bookshelves, adding a lot of vitality to the originally cold and monotonous hatching room.

"Unfortunately, just reading newspapers is a bit boring," the golden dome stood on its base, and whispered to itself, "I don't know when the magic net terminal will be delivered..."

A knock on the door sounded at this moment, interrupting the Golden Dome's soliloquy.

Enya looked in the direction of the door in surprise—few people who come to this room need to knock on the door on weekdays, but she still said politely: "Please come in."

In the next second, the door of the hatching room was gently pushed open from the outside, and a huge metal ball floated in. A happy and funny smiling face was painted on the surface of the ball, and this smiling face was turning towards Enya.

"Hi, I'm here to install the equipment."

said the metal orb with a pleasant, funny smile, very politely.

Chapter 1116 Deep Mystery

A creature that Enya had never seen before appeared at the door. A smiling face appeared on the bare metal shell. He floated a short distance from the ground in a certain gravity-defying way. In the air in the distance, its interior is filled with energy, but that is obviously not a magical reaction—this wonderful creature floated in, and it was very polite:

"Hi, I'm here to install the equipment."

Enya was a little dazed for a while—but her emotional changes were well hidden in the smooth eggshell—she watched the metal ball floating in, and then saw the other person floating in after him There are many things, those are the parts of the magic device to be assembled, including the neatly packed rune substrate, the crystal fixed in the metal frame, the alloy base with a plug-in structure, and other scattered things.These things have no anti-gravity or repulsion structures themselves, and they are obviously floating under the control of the metal ball in front.

The parts of the device were quickly stacked neatly in the room, and the bright metal ball came to Enya. He seemed to be looking at the light golden dragon egg curiously, but his mood changed. It was also hidden in the hard shell, and then he floated up and down, and happily introduced himself: "I am the chief craftsman here, and I was ordered to design a special magic net terminal and came to install it myself. You can call me St. Nicholas Dan Zong—of course you can also call me Dan Zong or Mr. Nicholas directly.”

"Uh... hello," a hesitant voice came from the pale golden dome, "you can call me Enya."

"Nice to meet you, Ms. Enya," the metal dome floated again, and some of the stacked device parts not far away floated up, "Then I started construction—maybe there will be a little noise, Please excuse me."

Enya stared blankly at this self-proclaimed "Dan Boss" creature who started to get busy, and those strange device parts began to combine at a dizzying speed into a prototype of some kind of complex machinery. During this process, she sensed extremely high frequency and The extremely precise magnetic field oscillations, as well as a large number of energy fluctuations that are difficult for ordinary people to detect, are obviously released by this wonderful creature—as the oldest god in the world, Enya can be said to be well-informed and experienced. But at this moment, I still couldn't help but have a thought in my mind: It really deserves to be ruled by wanderers from outside the territory... Why are there so many strange creatures in this place?

But soon she realized that even though she was an egg, she could still talk to people, and she seemed to be an abnormal creature who usually drank tea and read newspapers, and she immediately felt all right.

Nicholas Egg quickly assembled the parts of the device designed and debugged by himself. This fun job made him feel happy, but what is more interesting is the "resident" in this room—the pale golden egg. Standing next to it, it seems that it has been paying attention to this side. Mr. Dan has been stranded in this world for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen such an interesting creature. A new guest . . . but such an odd guest. Ah, ma'am, pardon me—have you not yet hatched?"

"That's right," Enya said casually, while observing the shell of the egg, "What about you? Didn't you hatch yet?"

"Me? I just look like this," Mr. Egg floated his body up and down, which seemed to imitate the shrugging of human beings. "Of course, at first, some people thought that the outer layer of me was an eggshell, but this is actually my skin... ...well, skin."

"It's amazing," Enya said softly, thoughtfully, some ancient and peripheral memories emerged in her mind, these memories seemed to come from some interesting stories reported by some traveling dragons, within a few seconds After the silence, she suddenly said, "Aren't you a creature of this world?"

Boss Dan was taken aback, and subconsciously said according to his usual explanation: "Um, it's like this, in fact, I am a magister from the ancient Gondor Empire, and because of an experimental accident, I had to temporarily transform into this... "

"You fell into the mountains in the south?" Enya interrupted without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, "I remember...human beings called that mountain range the Dark Mountains. Ah, that was about 1000 years ago Well, maybe a little longer."

Mr. Dan subconsciously stopped what he was doing (although he didn't have hands), he turned around in astonishment: "How would you know?!"

"I know a lot of things—even though I was far in the north at the time, the traveling dragons would often tell me interesting changes happening around the world," Enya said lightly, "You don't have to be nervous, I'm not like an ordinary person To make such a fuss about a visitor from a foreign land, many incredible things have happened in this world, your existence is... not too strange to me."

The egg couldn't help but float towards the golden giant egg in the middle of the room: "Then what else do you know? Do you know how I got here?!"

"This seems to be very important to you, but I'm sorry..." Enya hesitated, but said calmly, "I didn't see the moment you fell into this world with my own eyes, so I can't judge much. However, my dragon report said that you suddenly appeared from the turbulent top of the atmosphere and fell to the earth, and no trace was found in the steady-state limit layer, so I judge that you should have passed through some kind of space-time crack at that time—not Normal space travel."

"Through the gap in time and space..." Mr. Dan muttered to himself, "So my way home is not in the star space, but may be some kind of space phenomenon... At least it is not a normal route..."

"I'm not sure," Enya said, "the structure of time and space is the most complicated and difficult part of many mysteries in the world, and on the scale of millions of years, in the smooth and complete structure of time and space, occasionally there will be things that even the gods cannot understand." Cracks and cracks, my only experience is: the bottom layer of this world may not be as stable as we imagined, the closer to the foundation of the world, the more unpredictable, anti-commonsense, and irrational the attitude of all things. "

"Unfathomable, against common sense, irrational?" Mr. Dan subconsciously repeated the words used by the other party, and couldn't help asking, driven by curiosity, "Why do you say that?"

Enya suddenly hesitated, and she broke the silence after a moment of contemplation: "I have some knowledge, I'm not sure if I can say it, so I can only tell you some examples that are not beyond your cognition as a reminder: as we all know, in In the material world, thoughts and matter are clearly separated. In the Shadow Realm, there are often dislocations and overlaps between matter and projection. In the Shadow Realm, the world in the eyes of the observer is already some kind of 'illusion', and the existence of most things is already located in the Outside the perception of intelligent creatures, and in the deepest place, the place called the 'deep sea'... I don't want to say more here, but I can only tell you one thing: there is no entity in the deep sea, and the concept of the physical universe has been disintegrated there. "

"There is no entity? The concept of the physical universe is falling apart?" Dan always had some difficulty understanding the other party's words, "What does this mean?"

"I can't interpret too much," Enya said without hesitation, "First of all, too advanced knowledge itself is harmful to you, and secondly, my interpretation is likely to be wrong, because the cognition of gods is also harmful. Limitations. I'm just giving you a reference here... If you're looking for a way home, then maybe this way is deeper in the world, at the 'bottom of the world' where the rules of time and space are more fragile and more prone to loopholes— — In the material world, where the space-time structure is continuous and stable, there is little hope."

"A deeper world... a deeper world..." Mr. Dan whispered to himself, he seemed a little lost at first, but suddenly cheered up again, "Ah, I understand, thank you very much, I understand!"

Enya still has some regrets: "I don't think I have helped much."

"You have helped me a lot, Ms. Enya!" Dan Zong raised his tone, and the whole ball seemed to be invigorated, "For so many years, I have always thought that I came from space, at least my 'road' to this planet is In space, but never thought about the structure of space-time - you have opened up a whole new way of thinking for me, which is the first step I have taken in more than 1000 years!"

"But it's not so easy to go from this first step," Enya couldn't help reminding, "Even if you know the mysteries of the space-time structure may be hidden at the bottom of the world, how do you plan to find a way out there? It has exceeded In addition to your current cognition, it is far beyond the control of your current technical means, as far as I know, the furthest step you have just stepped into the Shadow Realm, and is far from touching the 'bottom'."

Mr. Dan's voice did not sound discouraged at all: "I like Gao Wen's words: technology is always improving, and what cannot be done now does not mean that it will not be done in the future. I think his words are right. I have already I have been waiting in this world for more than 1000 years. The former Gondor Empire was very advanced, but they failed to develop to the day when they touched the starry sky. Now I am waiting for Cecil. Research, and this time I can participate in their cause aboveboard - I can live for many, many years, I feel that I can always see the day when the world's technology develops to reach the deepest part of the universe Mystery...and then I'll find my way home."

Enya quietly listened to this wonderful metal creature talking about her dream with high spirits. After the other party's voice fell, she couldn't help but say: "You are very optimistic. But what if... what if you really didn't wait?"

Mr. Dan suddenly fell silent. After a few seconds of silence, he shook his body left and right with a smile: "I will turn into a rock in this world, quietly waiting for the day when I disintegrate. Fortunately, This planet is kind of a good place to live and die for me—so until that day comes, I just want to enjoy every day I can, and enjoy these days of working with metal."

Not far away, the half-assembled parts of the device floated again. Under the exquisite control of Nicholas Egg, these tight-knit structures began to be assembled together. A special magic net terminal and several useless ones The auxiliary equipment gradually took shape in mid-air.

Enya was thinking quietly, she didn't know what she was thinking, she suddenly smiled softly: "I really like this world quite a bit."

"Yeah, I like it too," Mr. Dan responded casually while he was busy with work, "so you should come out occasionally like me——I can understand the joy of staying in the room, and I also stay in the room most of the time. In the workshop, but going out in the sun also has the benefit of being in the sun."

Enya suddenly fell silent: "..."

Mr. Dan noticed the quietness of the golden giant egg, and guessed in his heart, he asked hesitantly, "Could it be... can't you float?"

"...I seem to have forgotten this function," Enya said thoughtfully, "but I can study it. Well, I have another direction to work on."

"It seems that I can't float now," Dan always felt that he had got the answer, and his voice was relieved, "It's okay, I understand this feeling-the days of catching a cold are always difficult."

"?"

Enya felt a question mark floating on her eggshell, but before she asked, that Mr. Iron Ball was already immersed in the follow-up work, and she only heard the other party's cheerful voice: "...don't worry, this The set of equipment can be used after it is installed, although not being able to go out will make you a little depressed, but the wonderful online world can eliminate all your boring time..."

……

"This is the current situation of the silver elves," Belsetia stood in front of Amorn, with a calm and indifferent expression, describing what the people in the forest and valley experienced after the God of Nature left. "To this day, although the Silver Empire is still a clerical country, it is essentially driven by secular forces-the royal family's priesthood is just a symbol most of the time, we still worship God, but our lives Already consciously or unintentionally staying away from religious activities.

"However, in a small area, there are still elves who adhere to the fundamental belief. They are led by those fundamentalist druids, and the top layer is a small number of ancient priests who have survived from 3000 years ago..."

"I'm curious about one thing." After Belsetia finished speaking, Amon suddenly asked softly, "Those druids who insist on fundamentalism, can they cast spells?"

"……Can."

"Those ancient priests who survived 3000 years ago, can they use spells?"

"...they rely on certain ancient artifacts and holy objects that have been passed down to this day to cast spells."

"Both of these groups refuse to recognize the current symbol of theocratic power in the Elven Court, and look forward to the restoration of the old Druid sect."

"Yes."

Amorn sighed lightly.

"Those priests who have survived from 3000 years ago are my devout believers. I suddenly abandoned them at that time... It was my fault, and those druids who advocated the restoration of original religion, they neither believed in you nor me .”

Belsetia raised her head and stared at the eyes of the God of Nature—her heart had gradually calmed down, and even looking at these holy eyes, she would not experience violent emotional fluctuations: "Then what do you mean? "

"Let those ancient priests come to see me, I have abandoned them for 3000 years...it's time to meet."

Belsetia's eyes widened in an instant, as if she couldn't believe what she heard: "But in this way, wouldn't your efforts so far be in vain? And after those priests who have come into contact with the gods again go back..."

When she said this, she stopped suddenly, as if she had realized something, she looked aside and saw Gao Wen was standing there with a calm expression, as if he had expected everything.

Belsetia settled down, raised her head again, and looked at the god worshiped by the elves in the past: "Then what about the remaining fundamentalist druids?"

"Give them two choices," Amoen said softly, "either follow you or follow me."

Chapter 1117 Edge Threat

Belsetia stared fixedly at the god in front of her, staring at this vast forest and fertile river valley that had sheltered the silver elves until 3000 years ago. She was regarded as the supreme being by the druids. She never thought One day, she would stand in front of Him like this, face him frankly, and look directly at him——as a druid priestess who had abandoned her faith, she came to a place closer to the God of Nature than any pious priest.

And at this distance, what she can see far exceeds those pious believers, even those ancient priests who have lived for more than 3000 years.

This is indeed somewhat ironic: those who do not believe in Him see Him, and those who are ungodly understand Him.

This reminded her suddenly of what her father had said many years ago when he abdicated and handed over the authority of the seat of dominion and the title of the highest priest of druids to her:

"You are the first imperial leader who has never been blindfolded by piety. Your eyes may be able to see farther than all of us."

"I understand," Belsetia lowered her head and said solemnly to Amon, "I will carry out your wishes—of course, no one will know that you are still alive in this world."

Amoen hummed, followed by a moment of silence, and finally his eyes fell on Belsetia again, in the holy radiance, there was a trace of expectation in his eyes: "Do what you should do, Silver Queen .”

Belsetia bowed respectfully, then took a step back, and came to Gawain's side. Gawain nodded to the two old gods at the scene: "Then I will send her back first, and we will talk later when I have time."

The visitors left, and the courtyard shrouded in darkness and chaos returned to calm again. The two former gods seemed to have their own concerns, and they remained silent for several minutes. In the end, it was Mirmina who broke the silence first: "I thought you would mention the grandmother of the 'Queen'—that was the last chief priestess when you left 3000 years ago. After seeing someone so rare, shouldn't you talk about the past?"

"At first, I really wanted to know how Kostina Morningstar spent her last days, but after hearing how the silver elves live today, I realized that the past is in the past," said Amoen He said in a low voice, "And even if I didn't ask, I can guess what Kostina went through now... She used to be my pious priestess and one of the mortals closest to me, but she was the elf king. It laid the foundation for the secularization of the family, restrained the activities of those fundamentalists, and allowed Belsetia's father to grow up in an environment not influenced by fundamentalist ideas... For a pious priest, what she did in her later years Every decision is painful.

"Therefore, I don't need to, nor should I inquire about her old age from her descendants—some things don't need to be mentioned repeatedly."

"Well, sometimes you look dull, but sometimes you think about problems but hit the nail on the head." Myrmina sighed, "But that's fine, it's good for you and those elves."

While speaking, the goddess of magic turned her eyes to the magic net terminal not far away, the projection crystal above the device brightened, and a clear holographic image appeared above the device: "What do you want to see? I won't follow you today. You stole it."

"Find the 'Voice of the Forest' channel, I haven't heard the elves singing for a long time."

……

Gawain and Belsetia walked side by side in the corridor of the upper area of ​​the Rebellious Fortress. In this area gradually approaching the surface, the airflow from the ventilation holes seems to be fresh and dry, and the magic spar wall lamps on both sides emit bright and constant light But it exudes a warm texture, which gradually calms Belsetia's still somewhat turbulent thoughts.

"You seem to be preoccupied," Gawain's voice suddenly came from the side, interrupting Belsetia's thoughts, "What are you thinking about?"

"I was just wondering how far you have traveled on this road," the Silver Queen stopped, her eyes turned to the distance, the spacious and bright corridors stretched in her vision, the legacy of the ancient Gondor Empire and The crystallization of the common wisdom of the modern successors is condensed before her eyes. The laboratories and the busy staff are reminding the elf ruler and how many secrets are operating in the depths of this facility, "I I used to think that you just mastered some secret knowledge about the gods, and at most unearthed some ancient heritage similar to eternal stone slabs, and worked out the framework of the 'Theocratic Council' on this basis... I thought my guess like this was over. It's bold enough, but everything here is completely beyond my prediction.

"The rebellious plan, the fortress in the shadow world, the relics of the gods, and even the body of the gods, and there is more than one... No wonder you put forward so many advanced things. It turns out that you have gone so far on this road."

Gao Wen laughed: "Just relying on some secret knowledge and ancient heritage is not enough for me to formulate the framework of the Theocratic Council. Your previous guess is indeed too conservative. But then again, you are really just thinking about these things Is it?"

Belsetia fell silent, and the scene that horrified her most not long ago appeared in her mind, the metal wreckage that firmly nailed the God of Nature to the earth, and the scarred, Shocking picture, and after this picture, she thought of the fall of God of War, the doomsday battle of Tarrond, after half a minute of silence, she finally expressed her true thoughts: "... never What a savior, right?"

Gawain nodded: "We can only rely on ourselves—we and our God can only be our own saviors."

Belsetia didn't make a sound, just turned around and walked forward silently, Gawain didn't make a sound, just walked quietly beside the Silver Queen, the two walked a long way until they got close to the fortress of disobedience. At the exit, Belsetia said suddenly: "When can you arrange for me to go to the giant tree of Sorin?"

"Anytime—if you're short on time, we can go there tomorrow. There's an air flight between Cecil City and Solimbok now, and you can go back and forth in a day."

"Then tomorrow," Belsetia nodded, "I haven't seen Bertila for a long time, and I don't know how much she still remembers from that year. By the way, she knows your...'identity' Is it?"

"Yes," Gawain said casually, "she knew about the 'Outsider Wanderer' a long time ago, I think I should be regarded as a 'half brother Gawain' in her mind—just like I am here with you 'Half Uncle Gawain'."

Perhaps remembering some past events, Belsetia couldn't help showing a smile, then she shook her head and said as if talking to herself: "700 years have passed, but we are still walking on the same road after all. That's fine too."

……

In the Cathedral of Holy Light near the central area of ​​Cecil City, Veronica finished her long meditation. She slowly opened her eyes and saw the soft holy light flowing like water in her vision. These flowing holy lights They gradually converged to his side, forming a constant and stable "force field", and then stagnated obediently.

"...The efficiency has been further improved, which means that the work of 'blocking' and 'redirecting' the God of Holy Light is proceeding smoothly, the effect is obvious, and no signs of backlash have been found, which is a good sign."

Veronica muttered a few words as if she was talking to herself, and stood up from the cushion at the same time. She glanced at the empty prayer room and heard some movement from the corridor outside, so she tidied up the slightly wrinkled clothes. The nun's holy robe left the room holding the platinum scepter in her hand, and came to the corridor leading to the inner area of ​​the church.

Not far away, several craftsmen in overalls were busy moving some equipment and new furniture into a vacant room. Two technicians in researcher's white robes were standing at the door of the room, wearing Wright, dressed in ordinary clothes, was chatting, and another young attendant was holding a hammer and nails in his hand, and was nailing the new house number plate to the door frame on one side with a serious face.

Veronica walked over there, and her eyes fell on the door plate that the young attendant had just nailed. On the dark black wooden board, there were two rows of clear and sharp words: Church of the Holy Light Headquarters; Theological Knowledge Base.

At the corner of the door, there is the logo of the Theocracy Council: an open book, an eye overlooking the book, and two crossed daggers between the eyes and the book—they symbolize the liberation of theocracy, knowledge The return of reason and reason, and the necessary means and determination to cut off the chains.

"Veronica," Wright noticed the figure walking towards this side, the burly church leader immediately turned his head, with a rather imposing smile on his face, "come and see the new facilities of the church—— This is the office of the Theocratic Council in the church. After that, we will set up a special research group to study the earliest versions of the holy light classics and summarize all the historical materials about the holy light church. You should Can be of great help.”

"Great Patriarch, good day," Veronica greeted with a smile, and stood at the door of the room. She saw that many bookshelves, long tables, chairs and special terminals for magic nets had been placed in the spacious space. The platform was prepared, and on the wall in the deepest part of the room was a large logo of the Theocratic Council. She couldn't help but linger on the logo for a long time, then she looked back and nodded slightly to Wright beside her, "Of course, I'd be happy to help."

The era of disobedience is over, the leader of the rebels from the ancient Gondor era sighed softly in his heart.

700 years ago, she was hiding in the ground and could not see the scene of the flag of the Gondor Empire falling. Today, 700 years later, she wandering in the human world has not been able to see the scene of the official end of the rebellious plan, but standing here, Looking at the emblem of the Theocratic Council hanging in front of her eyes, she still couldn't help but think of this sentence - the era of disobedience is over.

But she has no regrets about it, because this is not the end of death - a new flag has been raised, and a new group of brave men is seeking a brighter future.

The nascent Theocratic Council will inherit the legacy of the disobedient plan. On the basis of their predecessors, they have gone further and seen wider.If the rebellious plan in the Gondor era was a hasty and hysterical resistance of a group of desperate people who suddenly faced the dark truth, then the current Theocratic Council is a career that was carefully considered after taking over the inheritance.