Sword of Dawn

"My idea is very simple. Even if the threat of divine disaster exists, we must build barriers," Gao Wen said bluntly, "Maybe we really have to face the gods who have fallen into madness, but until that day it is really inevitable." When the earth comes, we must find ways to ensure the greatest initiative—even to the extreme, the barrier may not be activated, but it must not be absent.”

The figures around the round table exchanged glances with each other, or fell into short thoughts, but this time the silence did not last long, and the voice of Silver Queen Belsetia sounded first: "I agree."

"That's our opinion too," Heragor nodded and said, "Indeed, we haven't thought of a way to avoid divine disasters yet, but the tide of magic won't stop until mortals find this way—at this stage we The only thing that can be done is to build the barrier."

Gawain cast his eyes on the silent Rosetta Augustus, the always stern Lord Typhon just nodded slightly to him, and said in a calm voice, "We may have to talk to God again at that time. Have a fight."

"There are many gods," Gao Wen seriously corrected, and then he paused for two seconds, as if to give everyone some time to think before bringing the topic back to his original purpose, "Then since we have A consensus has been reached on this point, and now is the time to make the final decision—several plans to resist the demon tide. After the last meeting, everyone should have discussed it with domestic experts and scholars, I think I know your final decision."

"Typhon has decided to support the mother star barrier plan." Rosetta was the first to speak, and he had reached a consensus with Gawain on this aspect.

Heragor and Balogar glanced at each other. The two dragon leaders seemed to have discussed the results in the real world before attending the meeting. They said in unison: "Talrond also supports the mother planet barrier plan."

Gawain nodded, and his eyes finally fell on Belsetia. The appearance of this elf queen 700 years ago was still imprinted in his mind, but that eccentric appearance had already become history—at this moment Belsetia is elegant and calm, and shoulders a crucial right to speak in the fate and alliance of an ancient empire. She thought for a while under Gao Wen's gaze, and then said softly: "Actually, when I came here, Still considering the Gondor Sanctuary plan, but now... the Silver Empire supports the mother star barrier plan."

She looked into Gawain's eyes, and there seemed to be a hint of cunning in the depths of her eyes, but these slight changes were well hidden.

The mother star barrier plan has been finally approved, and the three empires and Tarrond all support this grand plan, and Gawain is not surprised by the final result.

If there is still room for controversy in the previous plans revealed by the shadow of "mind unification field may lead to final disobedience", then when the fatal threat of divine disaster is suddenly placed on everyone's heads, the mother star barrier plan has become a reality. Undoubtedly the best answer, the reason is very simple - if you really come to the worst step, how will mortals who hide in crowded shelters and may not even be able to maintain their own survival fight against the rage? Gods?

In contrast, a fully formed mortal army within the parent star barrier still has at least one chance to fight against the divine disaster.

"Then let's go here," Gawain breathed a sigh of relief. This may be the most efficient meeting he has organized since he unveiled his coffin. "We have reached a consensus that the Mother Planet Barrier Project will be a part of the Loren Alliance's fight against demons." Afterwards, the details of the plan will be disclosed to all member countries of the alliance, and the preparations for relevant personnel, materials, technology, etc. , these plans also need to be synchronized with the Noi people.”

Loren and Nuoyi, two civilizations that are four light years apart, compared to their respective history of thousands of years or even longer, this brief contact today is actually nothing to establish a solid mutual trust, but it is also Because of the long distance of four light years, coupled with the fact that neither side has super-light travel technology, and the current super-light communication and exchange, the two civilizations that should have many suspicions have established just the right amount of trust and mutual assistance. .

At least on the matter of Mo Tide, all the technical information between Loren and Noy will be effectively and fully communicated.

The figures around the round table left one by one, and Rosetta Augustus intentionally stayed at the end. The Lord Typhon, who had dealt with the "god" many times before, did not disconnect immediately after getting up, but deeply He took a deep look at Gao Wen: "If there is a real fight this time, it will be far from the battle on the defense line of Winterhold."

Gao Wen couldn't help laughing: "Looking at your attitude just now, I thought you were calm."

"There is always something to be said on the scene." Rosetta's stone-like face unexpectedly showed a suspicious smile, "and there is a good saying—the atmosphere is all there."

"But it is undeniable that we need this confidence now," Gao Wen said with a smile, "at least we can't lose in momentum."

"But now we need something other than aura." Rosetta frowned slightly, "I hope you can get to the bottom of it—about the eventual disobedience, about the fact that the gods may be reversely polluted by the mind unification field , what are your plans?"

"...I have to admit, this is probably one of the few things I'm not sure about," Gawain and Rosetta's eagle-like eyes looked at each other for a long time, finally sighed softly, and said solemnly. Said, "I'm waiting for news from the north. As long as the exploration of the Violet Kingdom makes progress, I will go to the 'City of Thousand Towers' to make an appointment as soon as possible. If my judgment is correct, since Ms. Ye gave us a warning, then He I should have prepared a solution, no matter what the price of this solution is, I will find a way to find out."

"The Violet Kingdom..." Rosetta nodded, "Typhon also has an investigation team operating on Violet Island. If the two teams meet, they can provide assistance within their ability. But this is all your arrangements." Is it? For the ultimate divine disaster that is very likely to come in advance, your plan should not be just to expect an ancient god to prepare a safe shelter for mortals, right? This is not in line with your character. "

This time, Gao Wen was silent for a long time, until Rosetta almost wanted to urge him, he finally nodded imperceptibly: "If everything stops, I still have a plan, this plan can't resist the demon tide, but it Maybe it can save the civilization on this planet for the last time when the gods are out of control."

"...the price is very high?"

"Impossible to estimate."

"Can it be used to destroy the gods who are out of control?"

"Yes, at least it's a heavy blow."

"Let me guess... This should be a plan that you have reserved for a long time. In the past few years, you should have put it in your hand more than once, but you probably never thought it would be true. Make it work...Given all the situations you've faced, who's on your list of potential targets for this plan? The Dragon God? The Creeping Scourge? Adverse Tide and the Sentinels? I These should be the only ones that feel 'qualified'. Maybe...the Battle of Winterhold?"

Gawain looked at Rosetta Augustus, who was rarely able to joke, with a blank expression, and the latter just spread his hands: "You should know that players who often play cards are very good at distinguishing the actions of other players. I may I don't know exactly what you're preparing for, but I know you must be preparing for certain situations."

"Well, you guessed it right," Gao Wen said helplessly, "And then? What else do you want to ask?"

"No more," Rosetta said casually, and then actually took half a step back, and the black door also appeared in the air behind him, "With these answers, I can already sleep a little more peacefully I feel it."

This time Gao Wen finally showed a surprised expression: "Aren't you going to ask me about the details of my plan?"

"It's a waste of time to ask questions that are destined not to be answered positively, and I've always been extremely busy," Rosetta's figure had already entered the black door, and his voice came to Gawain in the gradually illusory light and shadow In the ear, "But if it is the last step, I hope you can at least let me know as an ally."

Chapter 1515 Preservation Plan

After Rosetta finally left, Gao Wen was the only one left in the field of pure white flowers. He stood quietly beside the round table, letting the breeze blow by him, watching the unknown white flowers under his feet gently blowing in the wind. Swaying slightly, while the thoughts in his mind were fluctuating, a figure gradually emerged from the sea of ​​flowers not far away.

It was Bertila in a long green dress.

As the builder and manager of this network encryption space, Bertila has observed all the meetings held by Gao Wen in this sea of ​​flowers, but she rarely shows up directly, only occasionally after the meeting ends, Like this moment.

"Your mind is very heavy." In this cyberspace, Bertila's figure returned to the posture she once had when she was a human being. She strolled to the position opposite Gawain, and looked at the latter across the round table. , "Are you thinking about your 'last resort'?"

"You know what my 'last resort' is," Gawain looked at Beltira, "I told you about that 'backup plan' on the eve of the Battle of Tarash."

"Yes—because I was transferring most of my consciousness to the derivative limbs near the plains of Tarash, you told me some of your 'little secrets', so that I would know what to do in case of emergency Response and self-protection," Beltira nodded lightly, "You can throw a part of the Voyager space facility from space, causing a devastating impact and energy explosion on the ground, which is even powerful enough to kill Quansheng Dragon God of the era, this is your last resort when fighting against divine disasters."

Speaking of this, she frowned slightly: "This is indeed a costly plan. If the final disobedience really happens, divine disasters may occur on the entire Loren continent, and your 'God's Punishment' can only come on top of everyone."

Gao Wen nodded silently, everything was exactly as the other party said.

Even if the unified field of mind does trigger the final disobedience in the final stage, causing the gods to lose control collectively, he still has the last choice to try to prevent this disaster, and that is the legacy of the voyager who hangs high in space.

Just like the "final plan" when deterring the Dragon God and dealing with the Sentinel crisis, decommissioning the satellites and space stations in orbit and throwing them to the earth is his trump card against the gods.

But unlike the situation when deterring the Dragon God and dealing with the sentinel crisis, the price of this final plan this time will be astonishingly high.

Because after the final disobedience is triggered, all the gods on this planet will be out of control, and they will appear on the entire continent, and appear in the sky above all the kingdoms gathered by mortals. Gawain's bombing list is no longer It is the continent of Tarrond, which is lonely overseas, and it is not the sparsely populated wasteland of Gondor, but the entire mortal world.

In essence, this is actually using one disaster to prevent another disaster. Even if it is the best result, he can only guarantee that some mortals will survive the space-based bombing, and if the situation is worse, If the scope of the descending of the gods is too scattered...

"This is the worst 'hole card', but sometimes the situation is really not for us to be optimistic," he said in a deep and slow voice, "We can only do our best to make all preparations to avoid the situation from really developing to that day, even if the situation does When that day comes, we must try our best to reduce losses and keep the fire."

He watched Bertila quietly, and the latter felt something from this gaze, and her expression became solemn: "What do you need me to do?"

"Two things, the first thing, I want you to continue to grow underground in the Holy Spirit Plain and the Gondor wasteland where the rock layer is the thickest and the geological structure is the most stable, and the roots are as deep as possible, and then in these areas Expand ten to fifteen 'caves'," Gawain looked into Bertila's eyes and confessed slowly, "We will set up a batch of neural network access points in these underground caves, and your root system is the best. neural network media, they should be sufficient to connect all these 'dungeons' to the backbone network."

"You want to move a part of the neural network node group underground," Bertila immediately understood Gawain's intention, "so that even if you activate the 'final solution', you can minimize the neural network shutdown during the bombing."

Gawain nodded lightly: "With your current rooting ability, the thickest rock layer will be enough to withstand the impact and energy penetration of the satellite when it falls, and transferring a part of the node group deep underground can ensure the safety of the parent planet's barrier. The operation basis of the unified field of mind is the "projection source" of non-directional thoughts, and the basis of non-directed thoughts is the living nodes in the neural network. If these living nodes are killed by orbital bombing, the parent star barrier will also be wiped out No existence. On the other hand, the people transferred to the dungeon can also become 'fire seeds', they are the computing nodes of the neural network, and they are also the hope of returning to the ground to rebuild their homes after the orbital bombing."

"I understand, I will take root from now on," Bertila nodded with a solemn expression, and then showed a trace of curiosity, "What about the second thing?"

"...survival is guaranteed," Gao Wen finally said slowly after several seconds of silence, "survival is guaranteed under any circumstances."

Bertila opened her eyes slightly, she seemed unable to comprehend the deep meaning of Gawain's words for a while, but soon, she heard Gawain's next order—or entrustment.

"You are an 'adult' unaffected by divine disasters. Even if the 'final plan' fails, the out-of-control gods will not take the initiative to target you," Gao Wen said solemnly, his expression more serious than ever Seriously, "At the same time, you have a very special life form, your body is a plant, your consciousness can be distributed in hundreds of synthetic brains, and these synthetic brains... can be controlled by external means. Shut down and restarted, and the synthetic brain in the off state is no longer the observer."

The expression on Bertila's face changed, and she finally understood what Gawain's entrustment meant.

"We will try our best to survive, but we will also face the future with the worst assumptions. If everything goes wrong, we should at least find a way to leave something in this world," Gao Wen said in a low voice. He said slowly, "I believe that other countries should also have their own 'preservation plans' to prepare for the worst outcome after all plans fail, and you... Beltera, you are Cecil preservation plan.

"Beltera, remember this order - if we fail to prevent the final disaster, or the mother star barrier plan fails, you must immediately cut off the connection with all neural network nodes, cut yourself from the mortal thoughts, You have to transfer your own consciousness into the synthetic brain and enter a hibernation state, and give the Sorin giant tree the instructions to survive before going into hibernation, so as to maintain survival at all costs."

In the boundless sea of ​​pure white flowers, the breeze had completely stopped at some point, and an unspeakable silence enveloped this virtual world. It took an unknown amount of time before Bertila broke the silence: "You really gave me a heavy enough task..."

As she spoke, she shook her head slightly, as if she wanted to sigh, but in the end it turned into a question: "But is it really meaningful? When the whole world is reduced to ruins amidst the ravages of the gods, All the creatures in the world are turned into history in the demon tide, what can a giant tree of Thorin survive alone in the center of the wasteland? Are you making me look at a withered world alone and forever?"

"It's meaningful, of course it's meaningful," Gawain said with a serious expression, "This world will not wither forever, similar destruction has happened countless times in this world, but there will always be new groups of people in the wasteland Multiply, do you remember the metaphor I made? The ubiquitous magic power is like a catalytic wind, which keeps our world forever in the midsummer luxuriance, and withering is only temporary—mortals of our generation will die, but the next generation will die. A generation will grow up under your watch, and when..."

"At that time, we were their 'pioneer group'," Bertila interrupted Gawain, and she finally understood completely, "Did you get the inspiration from the Nuoi people?"

Gao Wen didn't affirm or deny, he just said slowly after a moment of silence: "The sea monsters have lost their immunity to the demon tide, and the giant dragons have also broken their cradles and shackles. The civilization that has been stagnant for millions of years has now exchanged for a pass to continue to advance to a higher place, and now we have taken over the inheritance from a certain pioneer group from a distant alien civilization... and this may already be what we have here The last test to be faced on this planet.

"In the face of this test, I certainly hope that we can succeed, but if our civilization fails this season, you can at least pass on this legacy that has been passed down for countless years until the next generation, the next generation …The descendants who have taken over the inheritance will always be a little easier than us when they start, maybe a little bit easier, and they will at least not be as embarrassed as we are now."

He stopped, and the breeze in the sea of ​​flowers began to flow again at some point. Bertila's figure seemed a little illusory in the wind. She was mobilizing her huge nervous system, and hundreds of thousands of people connected to each other in the real world A synthetic brain and a computing center directly connected to the giant tree of Sorin were retrieving data. After a while, her slightly illusory figure solidified again, and her face became more solemn: "No wonder you have been advancing the empire all this time." The data entry work of the large library..."

"We have to take all possibilities into account," Gao Wen smiled. "Even without Ms. Ye's warning and the shadow of 'ultimate disobedience', we still have to consider the possibility of failure."

"This is indeed your character." Bertila said with a smile.

"It's just that this is unfair to you," Gao Wen finally said after a moment of silence, "I have already arranged such a task for you without asking for your consent."

"But I'm indeed the most suitable for this task—or even the only one who can perform this task, isn't it?" Bertila just smiled gently. It seems that she hasn't shown such an expression for many, many years, " Not everything in the world can be measured by "fairness". After all, the word "fairness" is only a concept created by human beings subjectively. What we have to face is far above all beings in the world. The cold and hard order of all things, facing such an opponent, we can only respond with the same cold and hard reason—and a little bit of courage and luck.”

Speaking of this, she suddenly blinked and asked curiously: "Will you tell other members of the alliance about this plan? For example, Typhon and Baiyin..."

"Yes, and I believe that they are also implementing similar plans. As I said just now, each country should have its own 'preservation plan', just like the shelter plans and parent star barrier plans we have thought of. ——In the face of death, there is no contradiction between leaving a last word and actively saving yourself," Gao Wen said bluntly, and he didn't even avoid the somewhat negative word "last word". The overall wisdom is to conceive a few more secure ways to preserve the last words, but we can't put too much energy on things outside the parent star barrier, so let's keep these 'preservation plans' on such a small scale , that's enough."

Bertila stared at Gawain's vicissitudes of life, and then nodded slightly: "I will keep in mind the mission you entrusted to me, although I sincerely hope that I don't need to perform that second mission, but if there is such a day... I promise you, I will survive, at any cost, the giant tree of Thorin will stand on this land, until the new generation rises, until I pass everything of this era to my successors...until that day , I will wither."

"I'm relieved of that."

Gao Wen showed a smile, and then he took half a step back, his figure finally gradually faded in the air.

In the depths of the giant tree of Sorin, in the hall made up of huge leaves, hard wood, and shimmering flower clusters, a group of lush flower vines suddenly made a rustling sound, and then the vines faded, and Bertila's incarnation Sit up from the depths of the flower vine.

Consciousness was injected into the newly activated body, and the simulated senses began to stimulate the nerve nodes of the avatar. Under the suddenly brightened ambient light, Beltira blinked her eyes a few times. She heard footsteps sounding from the side, followed the reputation, Just seeing the elf girl with a petite figure, pale complexion, and silver runes all over her cheeks and arms appeared in front of her.

"Are you awake?" Berna looked happily at Bertila who had just woken up, "I just heard the rumble in the nerve cluster No. [-]. Are you mobilizing something?"

"Berna," Bertila glanced at the elf girl who was standing in front of her giggling, her emotions were a bit complicated, but the limited body structure of her avatar made it difficult for her to make complex expressions, which made her voice He and his expression were a little numb, "Who is on duty at the computing center right now?"

"It's Mr. Bellot, a node bachelor," Berna replied quickly after the runes on her body flickered, "Are you looking for him?"

"Ask him to come to the reception chamber at the tree canopy," Bertila said, and at the same time she spoke, hundreds of millions of nerve nodes were sending and receiving instructions under the control of her will, and the root system stretching thousands of kilometers The network began to squirm and proliferate in the depths of the ground. She could feel the huge information gathering. It was the cold rock formation, the wet soil, the boundless darkness, and the river flowing underground. Her roots began to swallow the soil, crushing Crushing boulders, transforming the mineral elements in the stratum into tunnels and pillars and domes in the caves——The huge Sorin giant tree is now active. Armfoot, "I want to discuss some civil engineering matters with him."

Chapter 1516

The door leading to the communication room opened, and a tall and thin figure walked out. Diana, who had been waiting in the corridor, immediately walked up to her. She looked at Rosetta who had just finished the online conference, and saw the other party His face was as stern and serious as ever, and this time there was an inexplicable heaviness in the sternness.

It seems that something happened at the meeting, maybe that His Majesty Gawain Cecil brought some new information, or it might be that the elves or giant dragons found a new problem in the escape plan—Diana’s mind There were some speculations in the core, but she didn't ask anything, she just lowered her head slightly: "Do you need to take a rest first?"

"...No need," Rosetta glanced at the head maid standing in front of him. His mind was still hovering over the content discussed at the meeting just now—about the unified field of mind and the ultimate disobedience, about the mortal race. Adulthood and divine disasters, about Gawain's "final plan" and the fate that everyone may face, his face was solemn, and he stood in the corridor for two seconds before he suddenly said, "Matilda in Obsidian Is it in the palace?"

"His Royal Highness just returned half an hour ago," Diana said with her head lowered. "Do you need to call her here?"

"Let her come to the study to find me," Rosetta said in a deep voice, and then he seemed to think of something again, and frowned slightly, "What's the progress of the exploration on Violet Island?"

"Our exploration team has entered the depths of the southeast forest. So far, we have not found any traces of the city. We only found some stone relics like 'monuments' in the forest," Diana reported the latest information from the north, " At present, the vanguard has built a security camp near one of the monuments, and set up a mage tower and a supply station, and the follow-up troops are continuing to land on the island from the southeast coast, and are expected to join the vanguard in two days."

Rosetta pondered for a few seconds, then suddenly said, "You go in person."

Diana glanced at the emperor in surprise, as if she did not expect the order to be issued suddenly, but this did not affect her reaction to carrying out the order: "Yes, I will set off tomorrow."

Rosetta nodded, and then seemed to feel the need to explain a few words, and said: "... what happened on Violet Island is very important, and I don't worry about others being responsible. Your first task after you get there is to find the place where The city of a thousand towers in the depths of Violet Island, and provide assistance to the Cecilian exploration team within their capabilities."

Diana then bowed her head deeply: "Follow your order."

A moment later, Matilda Augustus was walking in the deep corridor deep in the Obsidian Palace. She received an order from her father to summon her, but she didn't know why her father wanted to see her in such a hurry.

All she knew was that her father had once again participated in the "virtual network meeting" called by His Majesty Gawain Cecil today, at which the leaders of the three empires and the giant dragon kingdom would finally decide on a plan to resist the demon tide, perhaps... Related to something discussed at the meeting?

The sound of boots hitting the marble floor was clear and rhythmic.

After entering the inner court, Matilda withdrew all the attendants around her. She hurried through this corridor that she had walked through countless times in her memory, and her skirt swept over the decorative armor and hero sculptures on the corridor.

She still remembers that when she was a child, she often climbed onto those sculptures, causing the maids and guards who were in charge of taking care of her to exclaim, and also caused her serious father to be dumbfounded. In the end, she would always jump from the highest point of the sculptures to On her father, in a pounce and exclamation, she would see his father showing a smile that would never have appeared in the past. The "game" played.

But later, as her father's mental state deteriorated, and the oppressive and tense atmosphere filled the gloomy palace, she never had such joy again. This generation has escaped the curse of madness that lasted for two centuries, but the lost childhood will never come back.

Now she is the dazzling jewel of the Typhon Empire, the noble crown prince. She walked here with a serious and solemn expression to help her father deal with those solemn and serious matters.

Matilda pushed open the last door at the end of the corridor, and she saw the tall but thinner figure sitting on the high-backed chair, standing like a statue under the evening sun. Against the backlighting sculpture, she gently closed the door and bowed her head respectfully: "Father, are you looking for me?"

"...Do you still remember that before the Great Battle of Winterhold, we launched a project to gather scholars and scribes from all over the country to compile and compile all the history, natural history, technical and artistic classics of the empire," Rosetta mused After waking up in the middle of the night, he looked at his daughter and said in a calm voice, "I remember that Hadiron and you were in charge of this work in the end."

Matilda was stunned for a moment, and then she reacted: "Yes, the situation was turbulent at that time, and the future was not optimistic. We started such a project in order to preserve the history and history of the Typhon people in the worst case. Cultural heritage..."

"Is this thing still going on?"

"Yes," Matilda nodded hesitantly, "Although the war ended later, we found that compiling such an "Encyclopedia" was still meaningful, so this work has continued, and it is now approaching Epilogue. Why did you bring this up so suddenly?"

Rosetta didn't speak immediately, he seemed to be in deep thought, and it took a long time before he broke the silence: "Matilda, how do you think the Encyclopedia we compiled can be preserved for a longer period of time after civilization perishes? And have the opportunity to pass it on to future generations?"

……

The anti-gravity elevator passed through the shaft leading to the deep underground without a sound. The Silver Queen Belsetia Morningstar stood inside the protective barrier of the elevator, contemplating the layers of alloy frames and layers. The reinforced rock formations continued to rise in sight, until a slight tremor suddenly came from under her feet, and the elevator platform was clamped by the mechanical devices on both sides of the passage and began to slow down. A calm, calm expression.

The shaft gate slid open to both sides with a sound of mechanical friction, Belsetia stepped out from the elevator platform, the space in front of her suddenly opened up, in this well-protected bunker facility, everywhere was brightly lit.

This is deep underground in the Elf King City. For tens of thousands of years, this underground bunker has been directly controlled and supervised by the Elf Royal Family. There are no less than ten similar bunker facilities in and around the King City. Some of them are material warehouses, and some are backups. Industrial bases, some are doomsday fortresses that can take refuge for all the residents of the royal city, and some are highly secret research centers and storage warehouses for dangerous magic creations-every country will have similar facilities, and the elves in this land It has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and of course they also have it.

At this moment, this underground bunker serving as a research facility is in a state of intense busyness. Belsetia came here in person to inspect a project that has been secretly going on for a while.

In the huge hexagonal hall, hundreds of senior scholars and seasoned mages are watching the operation of a huge magic device. The device is floating in the center of the hall, forming a regular and symmetrical icosahedron. There are several people tall, the shell made of alloy is smooth and precise, and transparent crystal windows can be seen on the shell in some areas, and the complex rune structure inside and the running mechanical module can be clearly seen in the window.

This huge icosahedron is floating like this, with a low and pleasant humming sound coming from its body, and the brilliance of magic power wanders through the gaps in its shell, and it responds to the commands sent to it by the surrounding mages from time to time , or connect and communicate with some equipment in the hall by themselves, and the great astrologist Verania is floating directly above the device, carefully sensing the flow of magic power in the device.

It wasn't until the Silver Queen came near the device that Verania's work came to an end. The great astrologer slowly landed on the ground and saluted the Queen: "Your Majesty, the meeting is over?"

"Yes, as we expected before, the final result is still the mother star barrier," Belsetia nodded, and then her eyes fell on the magic device behind the great astromancer, "The operation of the 'secretary organ' how?"

Verania was a little surprised, because the Silver Queen dismissed the matter involving the final plan of the magic tide defense so lightly, but then she reacted and nodded slightly: "It has been running stably for more than 36 hours, All parameters are normal. But we may need to do more tests to determine whether it can run and repair itself for a long time as designed. After all, it uses both the legacy blueprints of the original elves and modern magic technology. Combined with the situation, data accumulation is still needed.”

Belsetia nodded slightly, and Verania seemed to sense something from the Queen's attitude at the moment: "Your Majesty, the secretariat is just a machine. It can record knowledge and teach knowledge, but it cannot It represents the silver elf, and after a long time, it is unknown whether a machine buried deep underground will really see the light of day..."

"It can't represent the silver elves, but it can represent a civilization called the silver elves that once existed in this world," Belsetia interrupted the great astromancer, "the original elves didn't expect that when they fled their homeland. With the occurrence of the 'Great Split', the exiles scattered in the land of Loren, and the subspecies of elves forgot their original culture and inheritance. Even the silver elves who preserved the most heritage could only start from a pile of scrapped machines that could not be started. Some messy legends and deified stories are barely pieced together from ancient books that no one understands—but if we had a teaching machine similar to the 'secretary office' at that time, this situation might not have happened."

She raised her head and stared at the magic device floating in the center of the hall. The huge magic device calmly responded to the Queen's gaze. Its perception module recognized the figure in front of her, and a sound came from the cold and hard steel body. A string of special hums.