Obviously, Mirmina did not believe Amoun's claim of a 'very intense psychological struggle'. In fact, even Gwen, who had just arrived, did not believe it.
The 'God of Nature' had to at least wait for Gwen to finish speaking before selling him off to be more convincing.
However, Gwen did not intend to participate in the daily entertainment of the two retired gods. He just coughed twice to attract the attention of Amoun and Mirmina. Then, he chose his words carefully and said, "I believe you have already guessed that these devices here … are not entirely used to connect to the magic net."
"Of course." Mirmina smiled gently with a hint of ridicule and nonchalance. "You asked me to come out and see you as soon as you came here. How could we not know that there are some 'little secrets' hidden in these arcanotech devices? In fact, before you came, I found out that the functions of these devices are very complicated. A magic net terminal can't be used on such a large scale of auxiliary equipment. "
Gwen was not surprised, nor did he look embarrassed. He just smiled and said to himself, "Sure enough, I can't hide from the goddess who once held the authority of magic …"
"To be honest, we don't mind." Amoun's voice came from the side. "This is an experiment, right?"
"Yes, and this is a project that has been planned for a long time. Before you mentioned that you wanted a magic net terminal to understand what was happening in the world, we were already preparing for this experiment. Your request just happened to give us a good entry point." Gwen looked straight into Amoun's eyes. "I'm sorry, but due to the strict requirements of the experiment process, the first phase has to be carried out in secret. We hid some things from you."
"Just as I guessed … you are avoiding interference during the observation process," Mirmina said calmly as her eyes fell on Gwen. "So now that you are here and have told us everything, does this mean that … the 'first phase' has been successfully completed?"
Gawain smiled and nodded softly. "Yes, the first phase has been successfully completed. We have confirmed the function of the 'anti-divinity barrier' without any interference, which is to say, all of you. Although the technology is not mature yet, I believe that we have mastered a certain effective method of blocking thoughts that can be used to block the contamination of divinity and weaken the connection between the gods and the thoughts. Also, this' barrier 'is controllable."
His expression was calm, and so was his tone. But the huge amount of information in his words had touched Amoun and Mirmina. It was as if a silent thunder had suddenly exploded in the dark and vast Realm of Shadows. The two gods of the past did not move for the next ten seconds until Amoun broke the silence. "So?
You can safely 'untie' the gods and mortals? "
"Is it too early to say that?"
Gwen shook his head. "The technology we have now is very limited?
It can only be used as a 'shield'?
Have you noticed the crystal devices around you? They are the conductors of the anti-divinity barrier and can be used to protect the mortals within the barrier?
They can also be used to isolate the gods. So if you want to use this thing to 'untie' the other gods?
You have to send them to the divine realm?
And then let the gods in the divine realm obediently sit in the shielded zone … We can't do that at this stage. Of course, another idea is to use this device to cover the entire mortal world … but that's obviously not possible either. "
"You have at least taken a big step … a step bigger than us," Mirmina seemed to take a light breath and said with a sigh.
"So what's next? What are you going to do for the second step? What do you need us to do? "
Gwen looked at the two gods of the past before him.
He did not directly answer Mirmina's question. Instead, he suddenly changed the topic. "Since you have the Mana Net terminal … you should have been paying attention to the major changes in the mortal world recently, right? You should know that the mortal countries have now formed a huge 'Alliance', and I have built a Theocratic Council on the framework of this Alliance … "
"I have been paying attention." Amoun's voice echoed directly in Gwen's mind.
"The one beside me has not been paying so much attention. But at least I know the situation."
"Your explanation is superfluous." Mirmina's gaze swept across Amoun and Gwen Leyang.
"We know about the Theocratic Council?" She looked at Gwen. "Do we know about the Theocratic Council?
It's just that our understanding is limited. But we can probably guess the purpose of its establishment. Are you ready to make a move on the 'chain' between the mortals and the gods? This is not a small matter … It seems that you are even planning to drag the entire world into this vortex. "
"This world is in the vortex to begin with?
I just want to pull it out. "Gwen said frankly.
Then he paused.
It was as if he was thinking hard and deliberating. After a long period of consideration, he finally made a serious expression and broke the silence with an extremely serious tone. "About the Theocratic Council and some of my ideas …"
In the next ten minutes, he told them about the general situation of the Theocracy Council and his plan. In front of the two former gods, he did not hold anything back.
Because the time was ripe. After so much preparation work, it was time for this huge war chariot to move. And it was not only the mortals who were firmly tied to this war chariot.
"… The Theocratic Council is a long-term, normalized means of control. It not only has to find ways to solve the current chains of the gods, but also to find ways to avoid the creation of new chains in the future …
"We have gained some experience in the process of transforming the Church of the Holy Light. Now in Cecil, we have begun to gradually spread this experience to other churches. In the future, I also intend to spread it to the entire mortal world …
"… Since the birth and operation of the gods are based on the laws of nature of this world, then through the analysis of the laws of nature, we will be able to find ways to interfere and even control this process. Just like how ancient humans learned how to create flames and make tools from natural phenomena. The core of the whole plan lies in this: through the analysis of the principles behind the gods, we will find ways to 'untie' them. These methods will be spread to the whole world, and at the same time, the process of 'analysis' will continue to weaken the chains and reduce the blindness of mortals towards the gods. This is a process of confrontation and cooperation. Compared to the brutal war of deicide, this confrontation is obviously much gentler and more benign. "
The narration was both long and short, and Gawain's voice finally trailed off. The Mana Net terminal not far away had been casually turned off by Milmina at some point in time, and the Shadowy Courtyard fell silent. It was so quiet that one could hear the sound of a heartbeat.
In the long silence, Gwen stood in front of the giant deer that was as large as a hill and the lady that was like a clock tower. Mirmina looked at this scene and suddenly felt that this moment had transcended time and space, as if projected on the long and sinking history of this world. In that chaotic and dim picture, there were echoes of blood, flames, bones, and hollowness. Many figures who had been active in this history had fallen into the dust. But now, someone suddenly stood up from the mortal world, facing each other in this' courtyard 'that symbolized the rebellious spirit of the ancient mortals. Something different appeared behind this figure … It was a mortal who was trying to stand up, and a god who was trying to struggle out of this world.
For the first time, God and man had an open conversation and shared a common plan. Had such a thing ever happened in the civilizations of the past?
"We have understood your plan." Amoun was the first to break the silence. "So what do you want us to do?"
"This is a chariot, and there are not only mortals on it," Gwen said calmly. "The Theocratic Council is an organization formed by mortal kingdoms, but there are still some special … 'seats' behind this council. These seats are reserved for the gods."
"You actually want to pull the gods into this' council '?" Mirmina's tone rose. But rather than being surprised, it was more like she had expected this to happen. "Very well, then where are our seats?"
Gwen immediately replied, "All of them. I want you to be special consultants of the Theocratic Council. From the Institute of Theology to the arbitration tribunal, from the Planning Department to the Counterterrorism Bureau, there will be opportunities for you to play a role. And the most important of them is to participate in the construction of the Institute of Theology and the big think tank under the Institute, and to work with our technicians to complete the most complicated research work of the entire plan."
Mirmina suddenly chuckled. "The main job is to be studied?"
Gwen frankly met the eyes of the Goddess of Magic. It was a joke, but it was not a joke. "Yes, to be studied."
"Sounds good." Mirmina was silent for a moment before she said softly as if she was talking to herself. Then she lowered her eyes and looked at Amoun who was silent. "What about you? Don't you want to say anything? "
"It's indeed quite boring to do nothing all day long," Amoen said, holy light flowing around his body. "'Consultant' … I haven't done it before, but I can give it a try."
"Very well, then now the Theocratic Council welcomes two special 'members'." Gwen finally exhaled softly. He smiled from the bottom of his heart. His eyes then moved to the magic network terminal that was in standby mode not far away. "Next, I will arrange for Naretil to unblock this magic network terminal … It will activate some new functions to prepare for our next move."
Mirmina immediately reacted. "You mean … that neural network? You are going to let us contact the outside world next? "
"Indirect contact," Gwen reminded her. "We will build a restricted, controllable security network. All connections will be protected by an anti-divinity barrier. All incoming and outgoing data will first be detected and filtered by Naretil, but the effect will not be much. You will have actual contact with the outside world, you can hear news from the outside world, and you can also send something to the outside world. You can even hide your identity in the City of Dreams and establish communication with some users … It is just that all of this will be built within a strict security framework."
"Ah, I have been looking forward to this for a long time." Mirmina could not help but have a hint of joy in her voice. "The magic network that you have created and the neural network that is built upon it is a wonderful thing. I still remember the novelty and excitement it brought to me … It is a pity that my first experience using the network was not so pleasant, but fortunately, I have a chance to make up for it now …"
Gwen could not help but look at Mirmina and reminded her. "Then you have to be careful. Naretil is the chief administrator of the entire neural network. Her job is not only to expel gods who break into the network, but also to ban and kick out users who violate the use agreement …"
Mirmina quickly cooled down from her anticipation of the magic network. Only then did she remember to ask, "By the way, I heard you mention this name just now. This Naretil you mentioned …"
"The eight-legged one."
Mirmina immediately fell silent, and Amoun finally found a chance to speak. "You just said that you want to put an additional set of magic network terminals here …"
"Of course, I still remember." Gwen could not help but smile. "The new equipment will be here soon."
The atmosphere in the Courtyard of Disobedience became harmonious and cheerful. This could be one of the few happy moments between Amoun and Mirmina in thousands of years or even longer. The two gods of the past who had left their divine thrones discussed the neural network and the Theocratic Council, looking forward to the future. After a few words, Gwen suddenly coughed softly and looked at Amoun. "Also, there is something I want to tell you."
Amoun was in a good mood, a mood that he had not felt in three thousand years. "What is it?" he asked cheerfully.
"I have arranged a meeting for you," Gwen said. "This is also an important part of promoting the Theocratic Council."
"A meeting?" Ah Mo 'en's tone was doubtful. "With who? Did you dig out the technical personnel of the Disobedience Project from some ancient ruins or the ruins of the Theocracy? "
Gwen coughed dryly when he heard Amoun's words. He wanted to say that it sounded like Veronica/Ophelia was dug out from the sewers of the Kingdom of Gondor. But unfortunately, no one in this world could understand this level of joke, so he could only keep it to himself and force a serious face. "It's the Queen of the Silver Elves, Bersetia Morningstar."
The entire Courtyard of Disobedience fell silent.
Half a minute later, Amoun's voice rang in Gwen's mind. "Who did you say?"
Gwen repeated seriously. "The Queen of the Silver Elves, Bersetia Morningstar."
"I heard you clearly, I heard you clearly — but are you serious?" Amoun's eyes became very serious as he stared at Gwen. "I can't reconnect with the Silver Elves, especially … the Queen of the Silver Elves. Do you know what the Queen of the Silver Elves means? She symbolizes the supreme leader of the Druil Cult, the priestess of the God of Nature. You let her … "
"She doesn't believe in you," Gwen said quietly.
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