In the holographic projection, Gwen seemed to be deep in thought. He did not respond to Rosetta for a while. Instead, he only spoke after a dozen seconds. "I don't have any questions on the technical level. This matter will be discussed by the experts. What I care about is how Typhon perceives the risks behind this matter, and whether you have made enough plans and … psychological preparation for these risks."
"… This is a feat accompanied by great risks. Don't worry, Gwen, I have a clear understanding of this." Rosetta's voice was low, and his tone was very solemn. "Other than you, no one in this world knows better than me about the dangers of God. No one is more cautious in this field than me. My family and I have spent 200 years dealing with an out-of-control God. We will not be careless in this matter.
"As for the specific problem you are worried about, the experts on my side have developed six different sets of plans, taking into account different unexpected situations such as the activation of the divine kingdom, the remnant will of the God of War in the divine kingdom, the existence of spiritual contamination in the divine kingdom that exceeds the immunity level of mortals, the possible involvement of other gods, and so on. Of course, no matter how many plans are made, we always have to be prepared to face unexpected situations. We should have a consensus in this regard.
"I will send the complete plan and more technical information to Cecil later. You can take a look at it before you make a decision."
Gwen in the holographic projection finally nodded slowly. After a moment of deliberation, he said in a deep voice, "Since you have considered this step, then I can also tell you something. Cecil will also provide strong enough security in the divine kingdom exploration plan … We will have a real 'expert' as the consultant and guide of the exploration operation."
"A real expert?" Rosetta was a little stunned. Then he seemed to have guessed something, and his expression changed. "Do you mean …"
"This matter is now top secret." Gwen nodded gently. "There will be a god involved. Don't worry, she is now 'harmless' and is completely on our side. But at the same time, you have to be prepared. Her help will bring us great help, but it will also bring additional risks. There must be no 'believers' in the operation, and no one with a weak will can know about this matter. "
Rosetta's expression became very serious. He nodded solemnly and promised. "I understand. I will personally oversee this matter. Those who can participate in this plan are extremely strong-willed scholars and loyalists. Many of them have secretly helped the Augustus Family to fight against the power of God for many years. They can withstand the test."
Gwen nodded again. He then talked to Rosetta about some cooperation matters. Finally, he asked a question. "There is one more thing I want to know. Where do you plan to open this' door '?"
In the religious sense, the 'door to the kingdom of God' was an almost illusory, spiritual concept. It only existed in the mind of devout believers and transcendental perception. But what Typhon and the others were doing now was to solidify and materialize this illusory door through technical means. They wanted to build a real door that mortals could enter. This meant that there must be a 'place' to open the door.
"Considering the potential risks, this door must be far away from all bustling areas. If possible, it is best to set it up in an uninhabited area." Rosetta thought for a moment. "We also need to set up enough 'safety measures'. We need to ensure that once the door goes out of control, we can completely destroy its physical structure in the real world in the shortest time possible. But on the other hand, when the door is operating normally, it must be able to withstand a certain degree of external impact to prevent all kinds of accidents …"
Listening to Rosetta's words, Gwen nodded gently in agreement. He then whispered to himself, "It sounds like the Gondor wasteland fits the criteria … But the risk is too high."
"Yes, the risk is too high." Rosetta agreed. "Not to mention that we can only build a test site in the uninhabited area at the edge of the wasteland, the chaotic and uncontrollable energy environment around the wasteland itself is a hidden danger that will cause the door to be unstable. Moreover, the dimensional structure near the Great Wall is affected by the powerful energy field, and there are many fault zones in the depths. If something really 'escapes' from the door, these fault zones that are difficult to monitor may become countless leakage points …"
"Eliminate this option," Gwen said. "Continue to talk about the other requirements of the door."
"It should be an independent and sturdy facility that can be completely blown up from the inside and difficult to breach from the outside. It also needs an adequate energy supply, and it would be best if there is enough space around to set up those arcane generators. We also need to build roads to facilitate the transportation of supplies and personnel …" Rosetta continued to talk about the requirements that the technicians had submitted after repeated arguments, and he especially emphasized one point at the end. "Also, there is one very, very important point: all of this must be achieved in the shortest time possible.
"The God of War has fallen, and the connection between his remnant fragments and the divine realm has shown obvious signs of decline recently. The scholars believe that this means that the divine realm of the God of War is gradually 'drifting' away from our world. After losing the thoughts of the mortals as an 'anchor point', the divine realm is like a ghost ship drifting on the sea, and there is no telling when it will completely disappear from our sight. We must solidify the door before its connection with the real world is completely cut off to re-establish the anchor point … "
After listening to Rosetta's last sentence, Gwen frowned slightly and said thoughtfully, "So, this facility can't be too far away from us, or it will increase the cost and time of construction … If possible, it would be best if it has a certain foundation, so we can only do a little modification and repair …"
Is there such a place that meets the conditions? Rosetta fell into deep thought for a moment and quickly thought of something. He slowly raised his head and looked at Gwen with a curious gaze. "What do you think … about the Contract Castle? It happens to be located in our border buffer zone. Although our trade line in the north is now very active, the wasteland where the Contract Castle is located is still far away from human habitation. There are also ready-made roads and enough space there. The supply station set up in the border area for the construction of the castle can also come in handy. "
Gwen slowly smiled in the holographic projection. "You and I have the same idea."
"It seems that we have reached another consensus." Rosetta also showed a rare smile, and his slightly gloomy face became a little peaceful. Then he seemed to have thought of something related to the Contract Castle. His expression became a little emotional as he sighed softly. "The Contract Castle …"
"Yes, the Contract Castle … A lot of things have happened there, and many people's fates have changed from there. Isn't that right, Rosetta?"
…
After the long-distance communication with Oldenheim ended, Gwen took half a step back and left the optical capture area of the magic network terminal. He then turned and walked down the platform and came to Heti who had been waiting at the door of the communication room.
"It seems that our cooperation with Typhon has been finalized." Heti stepped forward and helped Gwen tidy up the wrinkles on his coat. Then she frowned slightly. "It's just that I didn't expect that the final 'opening' location would be in the Contract Castle … This' temporary fortress' built only for signing a peace agreement between Ansu and Typhon has unexpectedly stood until today …"
"It will also stand in the history and politics books of future generations, and I don't know how many paragraphs will be related to it. Please briefly describe the several famous historical events that happened in the Contract Castle and their subsequent impact." Gwen smiled, using a joke to lighten the slightly solemn and depressing atmosphere. "Countless students will probably dream of the castle not standing anymore …"
Sometimes the old ancestor's ideas were really unexpected. Heti could not help but laugh as she listened. She thought for a while and said, "Then they will be disappointed. Even if a building like the Contract Castle falls, it will only become a new big problem, such as writing the time, reason, and background of the collapse of the Contract Castle …"
Heti, who had always been serious, began to joke with him. This surprised and surprised Gwen a little. Then he coughed softly and pulled the topic back on track. "When we go back, let's inform Kamel that our cooperation with Typhon is about to begin. The arcane energy source he created may not be able to solve the mystery of the nature of magic at this stage, but it may be used to break open the secrets of the gods."
…
The cold and dry polar wind blew across the craggy, crystallized wasteland, bringing out a series of low growls between the craggy rock pillars. The wind was mixed with the pungent smell of some toxic substances in the depths of the ruins, and the cold air itself made the young huntress, Lola, could not help but shiver.
Although she had the double protection of Breeze Shield and warm clothes, and had just drunk the mass-produced frost resistance potion before departure, the cold weather in the Arctic was still challenging her endurance as a southerner. At this time, she even regretted it a little. If she had known that the place far away from the camp could be so cold, she would have bought some better frost resistance potions at her own expense, such as the 52 degree soy sauce made by Cecil …
Some boring thoughts came out of nowhere, and the huntress immediately gathered her thoughts and began to concentrate on the movement ahead. The most taboo thing to do when carrying out a mission in an unfamiliar and harsh environment was to be distracted. She had been distracted for too long just now. She knew that the whistling cold wind and the monotonous wilderness here were interfering with her judgment, but this was not a reason to be careless.
Fortunately, she was not alone this time, and there were many capable and reliable companions around her.
Lola looked up, and while being alert of her surroundings, she glanced at her companions around her. She saw a few swordsmen and another huntress who set out with her, as well as the two Druil who were the best protected in the team. Finally, her eyes fell on the mage in the middle of the team. Old man Modir, who looked to be over eighty years old, was walking in the middle of the group as if he was flying. He looked very happy.
Mages, an extraordinary profession that was both fragile and powerful at the same time. They should always be protected by their teammates who had stronger defensive power in the middle of the march or battle formation. This was common sense that all adventurers should know and abide by. However, looking at the old man who was full of spirit in the middle of the team … Zola really doubted his own knowledge of the profession more than once.
Does this old man really need to be protected?
"We're close to the border of our patrol area." A two-handed swordsman who acted as the temporary leader suddenly stopped and interrupted Rolla's thoughts. The two-handed swordsman took out a map with an enchanted effect. Through the flashing lines and dots on the map, he confirmed his and his teammates' current location. "After crossing the low slope, we'll reach the end of our patrol area. The area in front of us will be covered by other teams. Then, we can go back."
Lola breathed a sigh of relief, but she did not dare to completely relax her tense nerves. While paying attention to the situation between the rock pillars, she recalled the mission she and her teammates shouldered: to be the support force of the Tarlonde Dragons, patrol and confirm the route opened by the Dragons along the way, eliminate the wandering monsters that luckily escaped the Dragons' Breath, observe the temporary safe zone for any new elemental fissures and report in time.
And they only had one goal in this series of missions, and that was to help the Dragons open up a safe route between New Agundor and Crystal Hill.
Unlike what Lola had expected, this was not a one-time deal, but a more long-term mission. It was difficult for the Dragons to open up the route between Agundor and Crystal Hill in one or two days, so the entire mission of opening up, clearing and stabilizing the border may last for many days.
"To be honest, I think this route is safe enough." A one-handed swordsman could not help but mutter. Probably the continuous days of patrolling and sporadic battles had finally made him a little tired. "We have encountered a few wandering elemental creatures, but the number is even less than the number of monsters around the camp …"
The temporary leader could not help but look back at the one-handed swordsman. "After all, this area has been cleared by the Giant Dragon once, so it's normal for it to be relatively safe. If you feel that it's not exciting enough, you can go ahead as fast as you can. There are plenty of monsters in the area where the Giant Dragon has not dealt with in time for you to practice …"
"Forget it. I'm not a group of sirens who can climb out of the cooling pool unscathed after being sucked into the engine of the mechanical ship …"
Lola listened to her companions' lively conversation and relaxed a little. But just as she showed a trace of a smile, a strange smell suddenly wafted into her nostrils and made her frown again.
It smelled like sulfur, but it wasn't as pungent. It smelled like roasted rocks, but it was stronger and more distinct. Lola couldn't help but sniff hard again, and an inexplicable thought suddenly popped up in her mind.
This smell, it smelled like a pure flame.
Of course, pure flames didn't have any smell. However, such a strange thought popped up in Lola's mind. Almost at the same time, her companions finally realized the appearance of the strange smell. Someone couldn't help but cover his nose and whisper, "What's that smell … It's like something is burning …"
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