Around the God's Kingdom, there were layers upon layers of ruins and wreckage left from ancient times. They formed a huge "ring" that revolved around the God's Kingdom day and night. Like a blind herd of beasts, they were waiting for the new God's Kingdom to be destroyed, waiting for the gods who had not yet fallen to be torn apart and become new fragments in this huge sea of ruins …
This was the divine realm described by Enya. In a sense, it should be the "deep realm" that Gwen had heard of, the weird realm in the deep sea that was outlined by the thoughts of mortals.
At this point, many vague and shallow concepts that he did not understand finally became clear.
After Enya's voice trailed off, Gwen was silent and thought for a long time. Then, he said thoughtfully, "The wreckage keeps piling up like this? So, can we understand it this way? If we have a way to go to the divine kingdom and can resist the erosion there, we can even find the historical projection of ancient times in the sea of ruins, right? Can we find the traces of the thoughts created by the long-extinct civilizations in history? "
"In theory, if you can really reach the divine kingdom and capture the fragments, then you can do this, but you can't go back indefinitely," Enya said gently. "Those fragments do not exist indefinitely. Although the speed of their disintegration has become very slow, there is still a cycle of extinction. According to my memory, the oldest fragment can only survive for hundreds of thousands of years after the extinction of the civilization. After that, it will slowly become blurred and distorted and 'sink' bit by bit into the deeper layers of the deep sea until it is far away from all the divine kingdoms and turns into meaningless noise in the deep sea and completely dissipates.
"At that time, it may be the real 'final echo' of a civilization."
"The last projection of a civilization in the deep sea …" Gawain suddenly felt something as he imagined the scene in his mind. At the same time, he could not help but sigh softly. But soon, he broke free from his emotions and turned his attention back to the topic they were discussing. "In short, there is indeed something outside the divine kingdom. There are countless ruins and wreckages orbiting them with a cycle of hundreds of thousands of years. And these echoes of thoughts from ancient civilizations that have already perished no longer have the various powers and characteristics of a 'god'. Is that so?"
A gentle voice came from Enya's eggshell. "More or less."
"Then, what came to our world in the bodies of Firna and her sister …" Gwen frowned slightly. "Could it be these 'things' that crawled out of the ruins?"
"I don't think it's possible," Enya said in a deep voice. "In the depths of my memory, in the era before the Dragons and the gods had 'stitched' together, they had watched the periphery of their divine kingdom for a long time. In the tens of thousands of years of observation, there was nothing that could be called a 'living thing' in the ruins. As I said just now, those are just the echoes of the old era, the projections of the various ideologies created by the dead civilization in the deep sea. With the destruction of the main body of the civilization, these projections have lost their 'source' of activity. How could there be anything that could 'crawl' out of the sea of ruins?"
As she spoke, the shimmering runes on the surface of Enya's eggshell slowly swam. There was a trace of reminiscence and lamentation in her voice. "Those fragments … are just lifelessly moving in the chaos between divine kingdoms year after year. I … the individuals that make up me have also tried to discover some secrets from those fragments. However, we can't leave our divine kingdom at will. Secondly, we dare not touch the products of the ideologies outside the divine kingdom. The sea of ruins hides potential pollution from the ancient times. Although they are theoretically 'dead', who can guarantee that there is not a trace of the projection of the ideologies that happens to resonate with us in the ancient echoes?"
Gwen pondered for a long time before nodding gently. But he had some doubts. "Except for those ruins, is there nothing else outside the divine kingdom?"
"At least in my memory … no," Enya said in a low voice after a brief recollection. "But I also said that my memory of the divine kingdom stops at 1.87 million years ago. After that, I became the fusion of the gods and became a monster that came to this world. My connection with the divine kingdom, or the deep world, was cut off. I don't know if there were any changes after that.
"But I don't think there will be any changes in the divine kingdom … Its birth and operation are based on the basic laws of this world. As long as the basic laws of this world don't change, the projected laws of the divine kingdom won't change. At most, there will be a constant cycle of ruins and wreckage."
Gwen thought for a moment and said slowly, "Amoun and Mirmina should know about the 'recent situation' over there, right?"
"The information they have is certainly more up-to-date than mine, but I don't recommend you ask them about this, at least not now," Enya reminded him solemnly. "The divine kingdom does not belong to one god. The laws behind it directly point to the gods. Before you have successfully stepped into the divine kingdom of the god of war, rashly asking about this is very likely to lead to the spread of the contamination. Once the information you get from them accidentally points to a god who is not in good condition, the 'arrival' on the battlefield of Winter Castle may happen again at any time. This level of impact … with your immature anti-divine barrier technology, you can't stop it. "
To be honest, Gwen did have a bold idea just now. He planned to feed the anti-divine barrier Cortex Prime control computer 20 kilograms of jelly beans to overload the barrier and then run to Mirmina to ask about the divine kingdom. But when he heard Enya's solemn warning, he calmed down instantly. But while he was alert, he could not help but want to do something. He casually asked, "Then can we use some roundabout method? For example, you can ask them, and after they tell you, you tell me. Theoretically, you will neither be contaminated nor contaminate others —"
Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a strange "gaze" fall on him. Who would believe it if he said it out loud? He was actually stared at by an egg. Enya's helpless and amused voice rang out. "Why didn't I notice that you have such an 'unruly' side before? How can you think of such a leapfrog method? "
"This is a bold idea of mine …."
"Then put away your bold idea, my friend. It won't work," Enya said with a sigh. "The key to the problem is not 'who told you', the key to the problem is' where the knowledge comes from. 'Pollution depends on the source of cognition. This law cannot be circumvented."
"Okay, okay." Gwen was a little embarrassed. He nodded and waved his hand. "But since we have come to this, I have to confirm. If we go to the divine kingdom of the god of war and see something outside with our own eyes, will there really be no problem? This is also a kind of cognition. It's just that the cognitive pathway has changed from the two retired gods to our active exploration. So, won't we come into contact with other gods? "
"As long as you don't directly enter the realm of other gods, there won't be a problem," Enya's answer was very affirmative this time. "As for the difference in cognitive pathways, this is the 'key factor' I have always wanted to tell you: the active exploration of mortals is to welcome knowledge; the 'information' from the gods is to be chased by knowledge. This is the 'direction selection' of pollution. Whether it is the blind worship of the 'black box knowledge' that leads to the growth of divinity, or the blind reverence of the 'mysterious unknown' that leads to the growth of faith, they are essentially the result of this' direction selection. 'This is the mistake that the Dragons made in the Tidetide Empire more than a million years ago.
"The Dragons made the Tidetide Empire fall into the direction of 'being chased by knowledge' and were unable to reverse the process. The birth of the Tidetide God became inevitable.
"What you have to pay attention to is this: no matter what method you use to explore the unknown and decipher the truth, you have to remember that mortals should welcome knowledge and not fall into the fate of being chased by knowledge. As long as you can do this, you can avoid most of the pollution risks."
"Take the initiative to welcome knowledge and not be chased by knowledge …" Gwen repeated this sentence thoughtfully. His expression became serious, and finally, he nodded solemnly. "I'll keep it in mind. But then again, you feel a bit like a worried mother today. You have been taking the initiative to remind me of all kinds of things. "
The runes on the surface of Enya's eggshell paused for a moment. Then, the helpless voice of the former goddess came from the eggshell. "Gwen, don't you think it's a bit rude to say that to a lady?"
"Ah ha, sorry." Gwen laughed. He apparently judged from Enya's tone that she was not angry. It was just a joke between two friends. "But your state today is a bit like that."
"Is that so …" Enya said thoughtfully. Her attention was then focused on the small dragon egg not far away. "Probably because I have been taking care of this egg for a while. The process of taking care of the baby can easily make me anxious. I always thought that this kind of thing only works on mortals. I didn't expect that I would be affected by it."
"Is that so?" Gwen raised his eyebrows, then got up from the sofa, stepped in front of the dragon egg not far away, and asked curiously, "Speaking of which, how is the egg? Melita seems to have been visiting it a lot recently. "
"Yes, Melita and Noretta have been coming here a lot recently. They are very concerned about their 'child,'" Enya said with a smile. "As for the egg … it's very good. It's at the end of the hatching stage. The day of the Young Dragon breaking out of the shell is coming soon. But this is also the most vulnerable stage of the dragon egg. The Young Dragon is at the critical moment of the formation of the heart, lungs, and part of the nervous system, so even I dare not check the situation inside the eggshell. But I can still feel the surging vitality escaping from it. This must be a healthy and lively little guy. "
"For Tarlonde, a newborn Young Dragon means hope." Gwen could not help but smile. He seemed to recall the spring when this land was still difficult to develop and the first baby born on this land. "We should celebrate when the time comes."
…
On the vast and scorched plains, the cold wind whistled through the open land, bringing snow and dust into the air. However, on such a vast and open terrain, there was a towering hill on the ground. It rose from the center of the plain, surrounded by the ruins of pipes and tanks that were almost completely melted and deformed to the point that it was almost impossible to distinguish their original form. Crystallized plate materials were all around it and extended all the way up along the rising terrain, forming a hill that seemed to be made of a large number of irregular crystals. The crisscrossing crystals pointed to the sky along the hill, and under the dim light of Tarlonde, they looked like countless bones of beasts.
The young huntress Lola and her companions were standing on the gathering ground in front of the hill. Around them were several other teams of adventurers who had gathered together. Several huge dragon warriors landed near the teams. The dragon wings that covered the sky had just retracted, and the snow and dust that were disturbed by the dragon wings were gradually calming down on the ground.
"This is the Crystal Hill …" Rolla looked up and stared at the strangely shaped hill in front of her. Her eyes fell on the crisscrossing crystal clusters, and said with a sigh, "After working hard for so long … the safe route from Agundor to the Crystal Hill has finally stabilized. Once the advance camp is established here, there will be a large piece of the safe zone."
One of her companions smiled beside her and said, "Yes — thinking about it, I feel a sense of accomplishment. I feel like I have done something great."
Rolla nodded with a smile. She knew that the adventurers who gathered in this land were not heroes. Everyone traveled thousands of miles to this barren land just to get rich when they returned. The high-energy materials that could be found everywhere in the land of Tarlonde, as well as the elements and spiritual creatures that were rare in the Lolun Continent, attracted them to fight here. Such a motive … no matter how beautiful it was, it was not great.
But when they cleared the danger in this area together with the Giant Dragon, rebuilt a vital passage, and opened up a new safe zone in the wasteland, even the most selfish adventurers could not help but feel a surge of passion in their hearts. They were moved to be "heroes."
"It looks so beautiful." A female swordsman squinted her eyes and admired the clear crystals on the Crystal Hill. "I heard that this used to be a factory? After the factory melted down, some of the raw materials that escaped were impacted by the divine power and turned into this beautiful crystal … It looks like a crown … "
However, as soon as the female swordsman's voice trailed off, a discordant voice suddenly sounded from the team. "But why do I feel that it looks like the acne of Mother Earth … Such a structure suddenly appeared on the plain …"
As soon as the discordant voice came out, Rolla frowned. But when she looked in the direction of the voice, she saw the old mage Modir in a black bonnet standing in the middle of the team. He was fiddling with his beard while looking around innocently. He even spread his hands and said, "Don't look at me, I just have a feeling …"
Several pairs of eyes, including Rolla's, turned away when they saw who the speaker was.
It's Master Modir, then it's all right.jpg
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