Enya's words made Gwen frown for a moment, and he fell into a short period of thought.
Of course, he had considered this possibility. The Voyager's legacy was not only limited to those in space, but also the tower on the planet's surface, the orbital elevator, and the ancient mechanical army that occupied the southeastern continent mentioned by the sirens. If Modiel Werde had really come into contact with these things and sensed the danger from them, it was possible that he called these things "Sentinels."
But if it was really these things … then they were really beyond the reach of human civilization.
The three gods of the past began to discuss in low voices, talking about the memory fragments that only they knew and had been buried in ancient times. Enya mentioned her understanding of the Voyager and the many traces left by the huge fleet that landed on the planet during its brief stop. Amoun mentioned his impression of the ancient facilities in space and the various clues that he had observed.
Mirmina's understanding of these things was not as thorough as the other two, but she was in charge of the magic domain, and the transcendents in the magic domain were all profound scholars. Mirmina had the most comprehensive knowledge of ancient legends, obscure research, and historical secrets in the world through her large number of shallow believers. Many times, the fragmented legends that mortals had were likely to reflect some of the truths of ancient times.
In the end, Gwen also mentioned his understanding of the Voyager's legacy. At this small table, his identity and his relationship with the Voyager's legacy were no secret. As an "extraterrestrial wanderer" who had threatened Enya with orbital fall, he sometimes knew more about the ancient legacy than these ancient gods.
However, when all the ancient memory fragments were pieced together, the clues about the Sentinels were still blank. The warning mentioned in Werde's "book" was like a shadow that appeared out of thin air in the world, and even the gods did not know the source of the shadow.
"It seems that we can only waste time guessing here," Enya finally ended the exhausting topic. She shook her head slightly and looked at Gwen. "Maybe you will find some clues after you see Modiel. Before that, let's put the Sentinels aside."
"Why don't we talk about the mysterious' higher being 'behind Amber?" Mirmina looked up at the figures at the table with a curious look on her face. "What do you think about it?"
"I don't know who that 'higher being' is, but I know that there are many things in this world that are beyond our knowledge," En Ya said slowly. "I've seen the fleets of the Voyagers jump from the depths of the universe to the orbit of the planets, and I've also seen the terrible torrents of energy break through the barrier of the divine kingdom. In the enormous expedition fleet of the Voyagers, there are many races that you can't even imagine … or even an entire civilization. They live on the huge immigrant starships and set sail from their distant hometowns to new habitable planets one after another. They either leave the seeds there or guide the new civilizations to unanchor and set sail …"
Ah Mo 'en and Milmina could not help but widen their eyes as they listened to En Ya's narration. Born in the' Age of Later Voyagers', they could not imagine what the ancient and magnificent scenery was like. En Ya suddenly sighed softly.
"The Dragons missed the opportunity to look at the stars, but I don't know if we were lucky or unlucky. Before the gate to the stars was closed, we saw the scenery in the sea of stars. I don't have the ability to leave this planet, but in that glimpse, I understood one thing …"
"What did you understand?" Gwen raised his eyebrows and asked subconsciously.
"Compared to the vastness of the galaxy, anything that happens on a planet is but an insignificant spark, and even the vastness of the galaxy is but a journey in the Voyager's Eternal Expedition. Beings like us, who are called 'gods', do not even have the power to rule the entire planet … much less understand the secrets in the depths of the stars."
"… You suspect that the 'higher being' behind Amber doesn't belong to our 'world'?" Gawain frowned, and his tone became very serious. He knew that there were very few people on this planet who could see into the sea of stars, and Enya, who could see into the sea of stars, had a huge amount of knowledge, and had witnessed the voyage with her own eyes, was even more unique. Her judgment might not always be accurate, but it could not be ignored under any circumstances.
"Most of the things that happen on this planet are 'known' to me, especially in the realm of gods." Enya put on a vague smile. "Even if they are not gods but demigods, demigods, and false gods that are similar or close to them, I know them very well. I know every ripple in the deep sea. So, now that there is one that I don't know … I can only assume that he or she does not belong to our 'known border'."
The gods and mortals around the table fell silent for a moment. Then, Amoun suddenly raised his head and looked at the lush golden oak. His eyes seemed to have penetrated the barrier of the virtual branches and the neural network to look at the sky in the real world. It was not until a moment later that he withdrew his eyes and sighed with a complicated expression. "I really want to go up and take a look again …"
"Go up again?" Mirmina immediately glared at him. "To be chased and beaten up by the warplanes and anti-god missiles again?"
"They won't treat me as an enemy anymore." Amoun glanced at Mirmina. "I'm just a little regretful that I was shot down before I realized how magnificent the sea of stars was …"
"It's a pity that you don't have the ability to break out of the atmosphere now." Mirmina shook her head. "Without the support of the ideology, it would be amazing if you could have half of your strength back then."
Ah Mo 'en seemed a little disheartened after hearing this. The retired Nature God shook his head and sighed like an old man who had been hit by reality. He muttered softly, "I can't do it anymore, but maybe the mortals will be able to do it one day. Didn't the Dragon Clan succeed once not too long ago …"
No one paid any attention to Amoun's mumbling. After a moment of silence, Gwen suddenly asked, "What do you think about the shadowy dust that Amber brought back? She said that her belief was not directed to the Mistress of the Night, but she brought something back from the Mistress of the Night's divine kingdom. All these signs make me suspect that there is still a connection between her and the god far away from this world, but it's not a connection between a believer and a god … "
"Of course it's not a connection between a believer and a god. I've never heard of a believer who went to the divine kingdom of their god and tore down the house and brought it back. Is this what a believer would do?" Amoun shook off his frustration and immediately said with a strange look on his face, "I was shocked when I heard what Amber had done. If it weren't for the most basic rationality and logic, I would almost suspect that this was her superb thieving skills at work."
Gwen was speechless when he heard this comment. He only had one thought in his heart: The God of Nature had approved of the Shame of All Things' thieving skills.
"After wandering around in an ancient god's kingdom, you can 'steal' part of the authority of an ancient god when you come back? You haven't changed much since you gained complete freedom, but your imagination has increased day by day, "Mirmina casually said after hearing Amoun's words. She then looked at Enya and said," We want to hear your opinion. After all, the Mistress of the Night is a very ancient god. She was active in … "
"I don't know her well," Enya shook her head before Mirmina finished. "But there's one thing I haven't figured out for so many years … I don't know how she survived."
"Didn't you say that she escaped the pursuit of the Voyager's hunting fleet?" Gwen asked subconsciously. "Then she hid in a place where you can't find her …"
"What I don't understand is how she escaped the pursuit," Enya looked into Gwen's eyes, her pale golden pupils were frozen with ancient memories. "I once said that except for the Tarlonde Gods, only the Shadow and the Storm survived the Voyager. However, you have seen the state of the Storm Lord. Instead of saying that he survived, it would be better to say that he only had a part of his flesh and blood left with nerve reflexes. When the sirens came to this planet, the real power of the Storm Lord was almost immediately transferred from the pile of flesh and blood that could neither live nor die. And the Mistress of the Night … according to the information you brought, she seems to be uninjured at all, and even retains a fairly complete strength …"
"Does this mean that she ran very fast back then?" Mirmina said casually. "Or maybe she hid very well …"
"If you have really seen the Voyager's fleet, you will never say such a thing," Enya shook her head. "For a fleet that can cross the vast sea of stars and accurately locate tiny planets in the universe with the scale of light years, no matter how good your hiding skills are, it is meaningless on this small planet. Even if the divine kingdom is exiled to the deepest part of the sea, the Voyager has several weapons that can pierce through the various layers and chase you from the material world to the border of the cognitive world.
"The gods who survived on this planet back then didn't rely on brilliant hiding or escaping skills. The dragon gods were able to survive because the dragons of Tarlund chose to seal themselves off and embrace divine authority. The Voyager didn't act out of their own 'principles.' The Lord of Storms … in my opinion, he didn't 'survive' at all. However, the Mistress of the Night … She was chased by an entire fleet, but now she seems to be unharmed."
Gwen thought for a moment and said with uncertainty, "After so many years, she has recovered?"
Enya thought for a moment and said slowly, "It is not impossible. After all, even Amoun could break free from the shackles and heal his flesh. As long as he is free from the shackles of divinity, the wounds left by the Voyager may indeed be healed. But you have to know that Amoun was only chased by some automatic weapons back then. It is not the same as the Voyager's fleet of 1.87 million years ago. Being chased by that fleet, survival itself is suspicious."
Amoun and Mirmina looked at each other. They could not help but look at the former goddess of the Dragons. After a long while, Amoun asked with uncertainty, "Do you mean that the Voyager caught up with the Mistress of the Night but did not do anything?"
"I don't know. The situation on the planet was crazy. Except for the sudden arrival of the Voyager and the Dragons who were entrenched in Tarlonde, only a few struggling mortal settlements on the planet were still sane. The actions of the gods were out of control, and there was no order under the attack of the interstellar fleet. I don't know what happened on the chaotic battlefield, and I don't know what the last moment of the gods was like. I only remember what the world looked like after the Voyager's fleet left with the survivors from other continents. And the Mistress of the Night had long been missing by then. "
Before the old fog dissipated, new doubts emerged. Gwen did not know how much truth was hidden behind these ancient secrets. His focus returned to the previous question. "I'm afraid no one can find out the truth about the Voyager. I'm more concerned about what happened between Amber and the Mistress of the Night. Although the sand she brought back has deteriorated a lot, there is no doubt that it is some kind of 'variant' of the shadowy sand …"
"Ask her to get more 'samples.' Some for the lab, and some for me," Enya said. "I can't answer your question now. Everything will have to wait until the research is done."
"Okay, I'll ask her to prepare more." Gwen nodded immediately. "We have tested it. The sand will exist in the real world stably after it is summoned. As long as she does not take it back, the sand will not fade away."
A gust of wind blew in from the direction of the street outside the square, shaking the lush branches of the golden oak tree. Fallen leaves drifted down, and some of them fell on the table. Then, under the cleaning mechanism of the neural network, they quietly disappeared like a dream.
Gwen stood up in the wind. He glanced at the clock in his field of vision and nodded gently to the three gods of the past. "It's almost time. I have to go back to the real world to arrange the next trip to Tarlonde. Thank you for your help today."
"We didn't help much this time." Amoun smiled and shook his head. "We just analyzed a lot of useless nonsense, and brought you new questions."
"A new question is sometimes a gain in itself. This means that one day in the future, there will be a new clue that will become the key to the truth," Gawain said with a smile. A layer of pale golden light gradually spread out behind him.
But just as he was about to log out of the neural network, Enya suddenly said, "Do you remember what I said when I first met Amber?"
"First time you met Amber?" Gwen was stunned. "You mean when you were in Tarlonde …"
"She claimed to be the Chosen One of the Goddess of Shadow, but I did not sense the aura of the Chosen One from her at that time. But even so, I still felt that she was … very special."
"I remember now." The almost forgotten memory suddenly came to his mind. Gwen immediately stopped logging out of the network. "You still haven't explained what makes her special."
"Her soul … is as light and ethereal as a phantom, but it is maintained in a very stable state. I don't know if this is because of her 'android' origin, because it is difficult to find a second individual like her in this world," Enya said slowly. Her words made Gwen's expression turn serious. "Now she is involved in the unknown 'higher being' and has established a connection with the divine kingdom of the Mistress of the Night. My friend, her uniqueness is so complicated that it is inexplicable, so much so that the 'uniqueness' itself is her uniqueness.
"So take care of her. After all, she has been entangled in so many mysteries. If these mysteries are really a whirlpool, I am afraid that only you can pull her out."
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