Sword of Dawn

Gao Wen continued to ask: "If the demonic tide is really what you described, how did you survive the real demonic tide?"

Rebecca stopped her work of killing bread slices and looked up at Gawain in surprise: "My lord ancestor, do you really believe these claims?"

Gao Wen waved his hand: "It's okay to discuss things during the meeting."

"That's right, it's just chatting," Tyr laughed, "The tide of magic is indeed terrifying, and most mortal species can't resist it, but we sea monsters are a bit special, we are...well, this should be related to us It is related to the nature of the elemental creatures. The magic tide has a great influence on the present world, but it cannot change the "essence" of the elemental field, and the life form of the sea monster is based on elements, and many of our magical powers are also driven by elements, so we have survived safely until now. Our civilization has survived to this day. Of course, there are still some influences..."

Till stopped at this point, as if he didn't intend to continue on this topic, and just muttered in a low voice: "Every time I have to start from the beginning..."

Hetty and Rebecca looked at each other. To them, the things Tyre said were already too unbelievable. Sometimes a thing would not be real if it was too shocking to a certain extent, but Gawain still Continuing Tyre's words seriously: "So, the 'magic tide' that happened on this continent 700 years ago was just a 'small fluctuation'?"

Till replied casually: "Probably, after all, I didn't see what happened with my own eyes, and I guessed it based on your description."

"Do you know how often the real tide comes? How long is it until the next time?"

"I can't answer this for you," Tyr shook his head, "We do think that the magic tide will happen periodically, but this 'cycle' is very unstable, and the deviation is calculated in thousands of years, that is to say, even if today is Theoretically, the day when the magic wave erupts, its actual eruption time may also be a certain day in the next 1000 years, who can say for sure."

The atmosphere during the banquet had become dull unconsciously. Gawain looked at Hetty and Rebecca who hadn't touched a knife and fork for a long time. He knew that Miss Siren's unabashed words had already caused a lot of pressure on them.

So he smiled and shook his head: "Since it's all uncertain, then we don't have to worry—don't forget why we decided to establish a pioneering territory in places like the Dark Mountains."

"Just listen to what I said as a story." Tire probably also noticed that she messed up the atmosphere (of course, it may be that she is simply too lazy to continue on this topic), she shook her head, "Based on your average Lifespan, there is no need to worry about this kind of thing that will happen after God knows how many generations, just watch it, watch it."

"Let's talk about something more relaxed." Gao Wen also changed the subject, "By the way, you live in the deep sea, what do you usually do?"

"sleep."

Gao Wen: "...I mean the normal sea-monsters other than you—and you can't just sleep without doing anything every day, right?"

"Then there are too many things we can usually do, such as building houses, raising jellyfish, holding transformation competitions and so on," Till counted with the tip of his tail on his fingers, and suddenly became happy at the end of the count, "but the most interesting The most important thing is to dig squid!"

Gao Wen was stunned: "What the hell is squid digging?"

"It's just digging giant squid! It's a kind in our area..." Tyr frowned, trying to find a suitable word, "Renewable natural resources?"

Then she flicked her tail: "Anyway, it's something that looks like a giant squid. It may be the remains of some ancient creature. It's so huge that it covers an entire seabed. Its tentacles can grow back on their own. After digging it out, it will grow back by itself after a while, and the big squid will grow small tentacles to say hello to the siren or dance together, which is very interesting! We will dig squid every now and then—oh, yes, come on The first time we fought those crazy humans because they built a smoky altar above the seabed where we dug squid, and they kept casting spells on the bottom of the sea, messing up our mines, and we sent It’s useless for people to negotiate with them, and the fight ended in the end.”

This time, even Amber, Betty, Rebecca and the others looked confused. In all fairness, with the three views of normal human beings, it is really impossible to understand what the siren is describing!

"The corpse of a certain huge creature? It's already dead and it will continue to regenerate?" Rebecca was taken aback for a while, "Then...how many people can it eat!"

This girl is worthy of being a down-and-out Viscount. This way of thinking is correct. In fact, when Gao Wen heard those descriptions, the first thing he thought of was eating, but he was more thoughtful than Rebecca's way of thinking, and he realized something immediately. The continuously regenerated flesh and blood is probably not a "safe ration"—especially when it comes from the weird and terrifying deep sea, who knows how many weird things there are down there?

In fact, the siren race is already considered one of the "weird things" in Gao Wen's eyes...

Even Amber couldn't help becoming interested in the miraculous daily life of the sea monster, and couldn't help asking: "By the way, what are you digging up squid for? Are you really eating it?"

"Well, it's actually mainly used as fuel for the magic reactor, but it can also be eaten..." Tier's face was a little embarrassed, "the meat of the big squid has very concentrated energy, and the taste is super good. We Isn’t the Kraken not very tasteful? So things that are rich in energy and good in taste are our delicacies. It’s just that under normal circumstances, the big squid should be given priority to the reaction furnace, and we usually just eat a little bit…”

Gao Wen continued to be dumbfounded: It can be used to burn and eat, what the hell is this! ?

Speaking of which, these deep-sea saltwater fish usually steal fuel from their own homes... Is this a brat who steals gasoline?

Sure enough, it was just as he had imagined, in the deep sea... there were some weird things.

Later, out of curiosity, Gawain asked Tire a lot about the "big squid", and the latter's various characteristics were slowly pieced together in everyone's minds:

An extremely huge remains of an ancient creature, the length of a single tentacle may reach several kilometers, like a small mountain range.

It has died on the seabed for countless years, but there is no sign of decay, and it will even be reborn continuously-but every time it is reborn a little, it will be dug up and burned (or possibly eaten) by the sea monster.

Small tentacles sometimes grow on the surface of the tentacles of the giant squid. Those tentacles will greet or dance with the siren. The siren's main evaluation of these tentacles is that they are chewy.

The deep-sea creatures living around the giant squid have a strong tendency to attack, and they are also relatively chewy.

The giant squid occasionally attracts some distant sea creatures to die near the squid's tentacles like suicide - and these creatures from other seas are not chewy.

Obviously, Tyr's evaluation criteria for many things in the deep sea are based on "chewiness" - I don't know if this is her own habit or the race of sea monsters is like this...

After listening to Tire's pile of descriptions, Gao Wen suddenly had a doubt in his mind:

This group of salted fish...what the hell did they dig up in the sea?

Are they afraid they dug up an ancient god? !

Gawain's horrifying idea was not out of his mind, but the various characteristics described by Tire really made him think of the piece of god's flesh and blood he found in the ruins in the mountain—the god is dead, but the flesh and blood are not. Rot is immortal, and it can also affect the minds of other creatures. This feature is too special and distinct, and it is hard not to think of it together.

The "big squid" in the deep sea will continue to regenerate, but the piece of god's flesh that Gawain found will not. This may be because the crystal cube made by the Gondor magisters has a certain suppressive effect;

But the "big squid" can affect the minds of many creatures, why didn't it affect the siren?These sea monsters not only use the "big squid" as fuel, but even as food... So what material are these salted fish made of?

Chapter 0210 The Way Out of the Demonic Tide

Sirens are a race full of mysteries, not only because they live in the deep sea far away from the land, and have a physical distance from surface creatures, but also because they seem to have a different way of thinking and worldview, which leads to the There may be a big difference between the things you know and the things you really know-for example, when humans divide the monsters in the deep sea according to their magic power level and attack attributes, what the sea monsters show is A chewy leaderboard, this TM can't communicate at all.

So Gawain was not sure what the "big squid" dug by the Krakens in the deep sea was. He could only boldly guess that it was something related to gods based on the various characteristics mentioned by Tyre, but Whether it is... that will not be known until he sees it with his own eyes.

It's a pity that there is no chance to go to the deep sea at all.

After dinner, Tire stretched his waist. This deep-water creature that was preparing to hibernate at this moment seemed to have no concept of walking a hundred steps after a meal. After answering a bunch of questions from Gawain during the dinner, she had already made her yawn. Miss Yao untied her coiled tail, waved her hands and told everyone that she was going to go back to paralyze, and then crawled out of the dining room with a bow and a bow.

The crawling posture is still so embarrassing...

Betty got up to pack the tableware, Rebecca returned to her room with a lot of rune substrates and scrolls to continue the calculation, and Amber just rolled into the shadows after eating and drinking, not knowing what to do, and soon there were only Gawain and Hetty were left.

Gawain could see that Hetty was worried, so he took the initiative to ask, "What are you thinking?"

"Ancestor, do you believe what the sea monster said?"

Gao Wen first asked the other party, "What do you mean?"

"According to legends, things from the deep sea have the characteristics of bewitching and tempting people to go crazy. There are even rumors among sailors that as long as the ship leaves the near sea, they will hear the song of the siren on a windless night," Hetty said of herself From the knowledge in the books, "The singing will lure ships into the vortex and hidden reef areas, and even drag people into nightmares, leaving only empty and tattered ghost ships drifting on the sea."

"But you obviously don't believe these legends," Gawain looked at Heidi with a smile, "and the sailors' superstitions are even more ridiculous—700 years ago, how many ships really went to the high seas and came back alive? There are a lot of 'eyes and ears' for the sailors."

Hetty shook her head lightly: "The legend is indeed absurd, but what Tyre said is indeed sensational and shakes people's hearts."

"You mean the part about the 'real magic wave'," Gawain knew what Hetty meant, "To be honest, I'd rather believe it's true."

Hetty frowned: "Is it because of the minerals recently discovered in the Dark Mountains?"

"The original stone of Home was formed in the magic tide—and what we can't be sure of is what substance will disappear during the magic tide," Gao Wen said quietly, "The mutation in the dark mountains is visible to everyone. And in the wasteland of Gondor back then...we have also seen countless things that have been affected by the magic tide and changed their nature. A large number of new magic materials may be a fortune, but if this phenomenon happens all over the world, what will happen to mortals? Civilization is a disaster, can you imagine what would happen if the general magic materials known to mankind suddenly changed their properties overnight or even disappeared out of thin air?"

"Even the Stars Temple of the elves will fall," Hetty smiled wryly and shook his head, but then continued, "But there are still iron ore in the Dark Mountains, there are still building stones, giant wood is still giant wood, quartz sand It's still quartz sand..."

"This is the last ray of goodwill left by the world to mortals. Not [-]% of the substances will change in the magic tide. Now it seems that the most basic substances with low magic sensitivity are the least susceptible to the magic tide. And Even for the affected magical materials, the conversion rate is not [-]% - but no one can say whether it will still be the case when the "real magic wave" erupts. And even if the material affected by the magic wave is only [-]% Ten percent, this is enough to destroy the foundation of mortal civilization: those magic circles in operation, magic wells all over the world, mage towers, and those magic guide materials that have been installed in magic devices, once they are magic during operation Tide influence..."

Gawain didn't say the last sentence, but Hetty and he both understood what it would be like: Mortal civilization exploded in an instant, spiraling into the sky...

It is not unreasonable for the mighty Gondor Empire to persevere in the demon tide for only one month before being wiped out.

This is a hopeless future. If the true power of the Demonic Tide is as described by Tyre and what Gawain imagined, then the mortal civilization at this stage can't think of any way to save itself, even if Gawain's two lifetimes and millions With one year of satellite experience plus one piece, he can't even imagine how to use today's human civilization to fight against the demonic tide-the foundation of the material world will be shaken, and this world is so "changeable", who would have thought of it?

But... is there really no way?

For some reason, Gao Wen suddenly thought of the sentence he saw in the laboratory of the mountain ruins:

Human beings will live forever, even if they rebel against the gods.

Could it be that those Gondor magisters were not studying the method of immortality, but trying to find a way to fight against the tide of magic by studying the power of the gods?In the age of sparks 1000 years ago, the Magisters of Gondor already knew that the tide of magic was coming?

That's why they said "human beings will live forever" instead of "XX will live forever" - the latter refers to the immortality of individuals, but the former may refer to the continuation of the entire race and civilization!

But in the tide of demons 700 years ago (it was just a "little demon tide" in Tire's mouth), the Gondor Empire only persisted for one month.

Their research in the age of sparks failed?give up?Wrong way?Or... the situation is not what I imagined at all, the research project of the ruins in the mountains has nothing to do with the magic tide?

Thoughts swirled rapidly in Gao Wen's mind, and he thought of the "big squid" dug by the sea monster on the seabed.

According to the information disclosed by Tyr, the giant squid died on the bottom of the sea before the emergence of the Kraken civilization. That is to say, the thing that is suspected of being a relic of the gods has experienced several times of magic tides in the deep sea, but it never seems to be affected. ...

Sea monsters are also not affected by the magic tide, or the impact is limited-although their civilization seems to have suffered some shocks, at least they have continued...

"Ancestor?" Seeing that Gao Wen hadn't spoken for a long time, Hetty couldn't help breaking the silence, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm wondering if there is a way for mortals to survive in the face of the demonic tide," Gao Wen said slowly, "Although there is no clear evidence, I think there is a way out, either in the gods or in the way of elements. "

"A priest and an elemental mage?"

"No, what you're talking about is just two spellcasting professions, they are power users, but I think the way out should be in the essence of power, or... the essence of our material world."

Seeing that Hetty fell into thinking following this sentence, Gawain couldn't help laughing: "It's too early to think about these things now, with our current strength, or even the current level of the entire mortal world, we are not qualified to think about these things. Questions, instead of thinking about these, let’s go back and have a rest, and then think about how to organize the selection of personnel for two days.”

Yes, now is not the time to think about it, at least not for Hetty to think about it.

Gawain comforted Hetty and told her to go back to the room to rest. At the same time, he was also concentrating in his mind, calling the monitoring satellite in space.

The "Magic Imaging Overhead View" like a thermal imaging map came to his mind. With his current location as the center, the magic power distribution map and topographic map within hundreds of kilometers around him were combined in a superimposed manner. Floating and changing on the top view, and the most recent giant planet monitoring information jumped into my mind:

"The energy level of the giant planet has dropped, and it has entered a low-alert state.

"The energy level of the giant planet has dropped to a low level, confirming that the giant planet has entered a quiet period, and the alert has been lifted.

"Systems enter low power self-test mode."

At the very least, there is no sign of a demon tide erupting for the time being.

At the same time, the western border of the Kingdom of Ansu, the border of the Duke of Franklin, and the junction of Moss Forest.

The Ogure tribal state adjacent to Ansu is a loosely-structured union kingdom. After entering this land covered by mountains and dense forests, the human westward pioneering troops chose to coexist peacefully with the local forces 700 years ago. The way of concluding contracts and drawing alliances has gained a firm foothold in the western part of the continent. After 700 years of integration and evolution, many races that were originally on this land have joined together to form a new force. There are more than a dozen intelligent races living in the Therefore, the spirit race, gray elves, goblins, orcs, and humans are the most powerful races with the most say. The original hereditary habitats of these races are their respective main cities. "Government structure, they jointly govern this vast land.

Unlike Typhon, who is already in the same situation as Ansu, the Augure Tribal State has maintained good diplomatic relations with Ansu for 700 years. The Franklin family in the western border of Ansu has contributed a lot to this: This calculating and business-savvy family has always been happy to deal with the races in the mountains and dense forests, and has long-term trade relations with the gray elves. On the border of the "moss forest", the main settlement area of ​​the gray elves, the Franklin family also established a Large-scale trading towns and several specialized settlements to facilitate travel between business travelers—although they used various means to amass wealth in the process, and even forced merchants to exchange one-third of their property for Franklin silver coins, And the "government order" that must be settled in Franklin silver coins before walking in the territory, but compared to the nobles in other regions who directly dig holes on the road to rob traders and hire robbers to directly rob the market, the Franklin family is already rare. wise man.

But today, the wise Duke of Franklin encountered troubles.

The trading town "Goldwood Town" on the edge of the moss forest.

The blazing torches lit up the night, and a large group of soldiers blocked all the traffic arteries around the market town, and surrounded the largest trading house in the town.

Chapter 0211

Soldiers blocked all the main roads and blocked the shops opened by the gray elves, but this did not stop the rumors and the truth in the rumors from fermenting rapidly among ordinary people-soon there were countless rumors about the dark The rumors of blood, blood, sacrificial ceremonies, and heresy spread in the town, and the bones carried out of the business hall at night seemed to confirm everyone's theory.

Baldwin Franklin, the Duke of the Western Territory, arrived at the scene in a low-key manner under the escort of soldiers. He frowned, looking at the commercial building that was still emitting a slight smell of blood, and the ignorant people in the distance looking over their heads. I'm in a bad mood.

It is not necessary for a duke to personally pay attention to what happened in a small town, but when the incident happened, Baldwin Franklin happened to be winter hunting in the hunting ground near Jinlin Town.

Recently, the cultists in various parts of the kingdom are making troubles. Not long ago, the king sent a message telling him to be careful of the cults. There have indeed been several disturbing terrorist incidents in the western region. Duke Baldwin Franklin is worried. Because of this—that's why he chose to come to this secluded place for winter hunting to relax, but he didn't expect that the cult incident seemed to be specifically against him, and at this juncture, it popped up under his nose.

"My lord," a trusted aide leaned over from the side and said in a low voice, "Do you want to disperse those untouchables?"

"They're just ignorant, they don't know what terror is," Baldwin said in a bad mood, "I let the soldiers block the road to save the lives of those idiots, but since they are too stupid to understand this, let them Let them get together a street away, as long as it doesn't affect here."

"Yes, my lord, your kindness is touching," said the confidant, bowing his head. "Would you like to go in and see for yourself?"

"That's why I'm here."

Baldwin pushed open the door of the trading house, and a strong smell of blood rushed to his face immediately.

Dried dark red blood can be seen everywhere in the shop, on the ground, on the walls, on the roof, even on every table, chair, every piece of decoration, every window sill, there is blood all over - it's like a lunatic dipped in blood. All the blood was taken and carefully smeared on every surface like a scalp tingling.

And among the solidified bloodstains, one can see human-shaped marks with deeper colors, which are extremely strange.

"What's the matter with these imprints?" Baldwin Franklin sensed subtle fluctuations in magic power from the imprints, and asked.

"It's caused by corrosion, my lord," a man dressed as a priest walked out of the people cleaning up the scene. He performed the ritual of a Holy Light believer in front of the Duke of the West Territory, and replied respectfully, "Judging from the traces on the scene, the Those who were influenced by magic or participated in cult sacrifices first carried out crazy self-mutilation activities in this hall, and smeared their own blood on all corners of the room, and then they gathered in these places, and the remaining blood in their bodies began to flow under the influence of evil magic. Boiled and rotted under the influence, their oozing flesh formed these rotten marks, so when we came here all we saw were bones."

Anger appeared on the face of the Duke of the Western Territory: "I don't want to know too many details, I just want to know who did it."

"This is a typical sacrificial site for the death of all things," the priest of the Holy Light replied, "They advocate destroying fresh flesh and blood limbs and embracing death. According to my judgment, the cultists who performed this evil sacrifice collected Among those bones—a blood sacrifice of this scale, the cultists will choose to die together with the victims to achieve their goals to the greatest extent.”

The Duke of the Western Territory looked into the eyes of the priest: "Their purpose? What is their purpose?"

"They should be planning to create a plague, and spread the plague to the west of the kingdom and the moss forest at the same time," the priest pointed to the nearby walls. On the blood-tainted walls, you could faintly see pale golden holy light runes It was flickering slightly, while wisps of black air quickly dissipated under the light of the holy light, "When I arrived here, the whole building was already filled with the smell of plague. Fortunately, the Lord guided me to discover the cultists in advance. Conspiracy, I was able to dispel this evil magic that was about to take shape in the first place, and set up a purification barrier. My lord, now there is no need to worry about the plague."

"These depraved and twisted freaks! Their souls should be taken away by the devil, and they should never escape from hell!" Baldwin Franklin was really angry, but he still tried to maintain his demeanor, and He nodded to Priest Shengguang, "Father, you saved the lives of this town and everyone around it! You deserve my thanks and reward."

"Purification of evil is the path entrusted to us by the Lord," the priest said compassionately. "Compared with personal gains, I am more worried about those crazed cultists attacking areas that have not been protected by our Lord."

"The Church of the Blood God is near this trading house, but the priests there don't know anything about the evil that happened around them." The Duke of the West Region shook his head, "The first ones to arrive are the few you led Priest Shengguang..."

"It's not to blame the emissaries of the blood god," Priest Shengguang said immediately, "it's just that their magic is just useless at this time. The power of the god of holy light is specialized in fighting evil, we just It just happened to happen to me."

The Duke of the Western Territory showed a thoughtful expression: "Fight against evil...the cultists in the kingdom are becoming more and more rampant. What we need at this time is the power to fight against evil..."

The priest bowed his head deeply: "The servant of the God of Holy Light will be obliged."

……

The heretics are troubling the nobles all over Ansu, but in the southern region where they first disturbed the wind and rain, the situation has gradually stabilized.

It seems that after the successive setbacks of the Doom Society and the Eternal Sleeper, the dark sects felt a little troublesome about this desolate and backward area adjacent to the wasteland of Gondor. They temporarily gave up their plans to continue to make trouble here.

Gao Wen couldn't guess what the cultists were thinking, but he was happy to accept this rare peaceful time, and planned to take this opportunity to continue to click on the technology tree on the territory.