Gwen and Amber looked at each other.
Carmel, on the other hand, let out a soft sigh and broke the silence in the room. "Their warning has finally been delivered … But I don't know how a mortal can be considered prepared when facing the 'sentinels' left behind by the Voyager …"
Gwen did not respond. He just lowered his eyelids slightly as he gathered and summarized all the clues he had so far in his mind. He described the sequence of events and the information behind them, speculated about the possible purpose of the sentinel and the means it used to achieve its purpose, and thought about the weakness of the sentinel as well as the trump cards in the mortal's hands. While he was deep in thought, Amber's whisper came from the side. "So, as we have guessed, the pair of elven twins in the real world have been replaced … But the one who replaced them is not some unknown god, but an … ancient mind used to monitor the gods?"
She could not think of any other word to describe the sentinel that had escaped from the 'mother port', so she could only call it an 'ancient mind'.
But when Amber's whisper reached Gwen's ears, a light flashed in the latter's mind. Gwen suddenly realized a suspicious problem. "… Yes, the elven twins are out there … But according to the information left behind by Firna and Rayna, the sentinel had only cloned one of them and used it as a carrier to leave this place … The sentinel that had entered the real world had successfully escaped, so why create another one? Just to restore the setting of the 'elven twins'? "
"… This is illogical," Kamel immediately said in a low voice. "It was seen alone when it entered the real world, and my colleagues had concluded that 'one of the twins had died in an accident'. In this case, the sentinel did not need to do anything extra. It could have followed this judgment and lurked as either Rayna or Firna. Creating an extra body would only increase the attention of the rebels and increase the possibility of exposure … Although it was not exposed and successfully lurked."
"So, it must have some other reason that forced it to create an additional 'body,' even at the risk of attracting extra attention …" Gawain frowned as he pondered. "Why would it do that? Is it because it accidentally left some 'obsession' behind when it duplicated the Elven Gemini? This is unlikely … Or is it because it needs' manpower '? Or … "
He stopped, and his expression became serious. He said in a low voice, "Or … a single body couldn't bear its mind, and it didn't realize this until it entered the modern world, so it had to urgently create an additional container for itself …"
"This may be its weakness," Kamel immediately said. "… But how should we exploit this weakness? Overload its mind? "
Amber blinked, looked at Gwen and Kamel, and then suddenly said, "Actually … the sentinel is now using the bodies of two mortals, right? No matter how powerful the 'mother port' and the spaceship are, the 'vessels' it is using now are the bodies of two elves. Can't we just get rid of the two elves and be done with it? "
Gawain immediately turned his head to look at Amber. Two seconds later, he said thoughtfully, "Indeed … what you said makes sense, but what I'm worried about is … if we destroy those two containers, will we really be able to eliminate the sentinels?"
"We may 'release' it and make things completely out of control," Kamel said. "Since it can 'inject' its mind into a body, it means that the mind can be transferred, and even survive independently for a certain period of time. The message left by Rayna and Firna did not mention the specific method of the sentinel's transfer and infusion of mind, so we have to assume that it can do this without any external help …"
"Of course, even so, we have to include 'destroying the sentinel's two vessels' in the plan, and I'm afraid it's the only feasible plan we can think of at the moment," Gwen said solemnly. "Perhaps destroying the two vessels will only temporarily banish the sentinel from our world, but at least it will buy us some time … Besides, even this plan is not that easy to implement."
"The sentinel knows how fragile its vessels are now, so it will be careful to protect itself. Even if it is temporarily living in a mortal body, it has far more knowledge and experience than we can comprehend, and a big plan that no one knows about," Kamel said, nodding. "The cultists in the wasteland and the dangerous environment of the wasteland itself are probably just its first barriers."
Then the room fell into a brief silence, and Amber also fell into deep thought. After a long while, she slowly looked up and looked at the words left on the wooden wall. She could not help but ask, "Why did the sentinel not kill Firna and Rayna after it captured and cloned them? It left them here to fend for themselves and did not kill them … Was it because it was in a hurry to leave? Or because it did not feel that the two 'fragile mortals' would do any harm to itself? "
"The Firna sisters obviously did not understand this question," Gwen said slowly as he looked at the words on the wooden wall. "But I think the reason is definitely not the sentinel's carelessness … It has observed this world for as long as 1.8 million years, and directly observed the thoughts of the mortals. It knows the infinite possibilities of mortals, and it is the most intolerant of variables … But as the Firna sisters said, it is meaningless to pursue this question now."
He shook his head, turned away from the wooden wall, and slowly walked to the pillar in the middle of the room. He looked at the vines and the two pinkish-white flowers on the pillar. Amber's voice came from behind him. "… Are these the transformations of Firna and Rayna sisters? Do elves become like this after they die? Why haven't I heard of it before … "
"Elves are also mortals. After death, they should return to dust. At least, that's the case under normal circumstances." Carmel also floated over from behind. He stared at the twin flowers and said in a strange tone, "But …"
"But this is the Reincarnation Tree," Gawain said. He rummaged through his memory for many myths and legends about the elves, looking for a theological explanation that corresponded to the situation in front of him. "I once heard from Bersetia that in the ancient Druid teachings of the elves, the divine power of Amoen the Great Deer protects the souls of all elves who travel far away. When they hibernate in a faraway foreign land, Amoen will guide the souls of the travelers back to their hometowns and turn them into seedlings under the shade of the Reincarnation Tree to obtain eternal and peaceful dreams."
"But this is a story from three thousand years ago. The Church of Druil has been disbanded for more than three thousand years, and everything about the Giant Reincarnation Tree and the God of Nature have become illusory legends. We know this better than anyone," Kamel said slowly.
"Yes, it should be so …" Gwen looked out of the window. Between the simple wooden panes, he could see the spectacular but bleak remains of the plants not far away. He saw the withered crown of the Giant Reincarnation Tree, and the stubbornly growing shrubs and flowers among the withered branches. He looked at all of this as if he was looking at a myth that had ended three thousand years ago. "But … this is still the Giant Reincarnation Tree."
"Perhaps the remaining power of the tree after its death caused this change." Kamel nodded. "… But compared to the reason for this change, the other fact that they have revealed is perhaps more disturbing."
"Another fact?" Amber did not get it immediately. "What do you mean?"
Gwen had already reacted when Kamel's voice trailed off. He curled his finger and touched his chin. The originally blurry timeline was slowly becoming clearer in his mind. "Amber, do you still remember? According to our judgment, the 'thing' in the Tide-Reversal Tower should have escaped through the Deep Blue Fissure about six hundred years ago … Maybe a little later than that, but definitely not earlier than that."
"Ah, of course I remember." Amber nodded. "Because Modir first entered the tower about six hundred years ago, and when he went in, the pollution source in the tower was still there."
"Yes, until six hundred years ago, the body of the Tide-Reversal Tower was still trapped in the tower." Gwen nodded. He stared at the flower vine that the twin elves had transformed into, and his voice was low and slow. "But Firna and her sister were trapped here … a thousand years ago, and by then, the tower had already been contaminated."
Amber finally realized the most disturbing point behind this matter. Her eyes slowly widened. "… Holy sh * t …"
"So the timing of the leakage of the Tide-Reversal Tower's pollution has to be pushed back. Long before the body of the Tide-Reversal Tower broke free, its pollution had already spread among the Legacies of the Voyager. And not only that timing has to be pushed back … there is also a new possibility of its pollution method," Kamel said. "When the body of the Tide-Reversal Tower was trapped in the tower, it could still leak its power here and even pollute the entire 'mother port'. At the same time, it completely bypassed the security and protection system left behind by the Voyager, and also escaped the detection of the Giant Dragon and the Dragon God, Enya …"
Listening to Kamel's disturbing facts, Amber instinctively crossed her arms. "The more I listen, the scarier it is …"
"It is indeed disturbing, but we can also conclude an obvious pattern, or 'limit'," Kamel said, nodding. "While the spread of the Tide-Reversal Tower's pollution is alarming, it is only 'contagious' among the Voyager's Legacies. At least until today, we have no obvious evidence that the power of the Tide-Reversal Tower has spread in the mortal world. I guess this may be related to the 'foundation of the birth' of the Tide-Reversal Tower. It originated from the ancient Tide-Reversal Empire's worship of the Voyager's Legacies. In a sense, the Tide-Reversal Tower is actually a mutated Voyager's Legacies, so it can easily spread among the Legacies of the same origin. But if it wants to pollute something else, such as mortals like Modir, it will be very difficult. Not only does it need the power of the body, but it may even be dispelled by an 'EsGod' like Enya … at least part of it. "
"The most powerful Voyager's Legacies are the easiest to break through? This sounds like a special disease that targets the Voyager's Legacies … "Amber could not help but mutter. But halfway through, she suddenly noticed that Gwen's face was a little strange. She immediately asked with concern," Hey, what's wrong with you? Why are you so serious all of a sudden? "
"… I thought of something that is worth being serious," Gwen's mouth twitched as he said perfunctorily. "I just feel that the pollution of the Tide-Reversal Tower is more troublesome than expected …"
"Is that the reason?" Amber's eyes were a little suspicious, but she quickly ignored this doubt. "Indeed, I have no idea how to deal with this thing now … In fact, we can't even find where the Tide-Reversal Tower is. Although we have the Mistress of the Night's divine kingdom as a clue, where is that divine kingdom …"
Amber muttered, and just as she was halfway through her sentence, a series of footsteps suddenly came from outside the hut, and then two figures appeared in the sight of Gwen and others.
It was Modir, who had just fallen into a state of mental confusion, and Duchess Victoria, who was supporting Modir as they walked in.
"Modir," Gwen thought of the message left by the Elven Twins, which made him subconsciously observe the old mage's mental state. "You've recovered? Now you feel … "
"Your Majesty," Modir spoke. His voice still sounded a little weak, but his eyes seemed to be clearer and calmer than ever. He raised his head and looked around the simple wooden house, which was not spacious at all. His eyes lingered on the daily utensils. After a while, he continued softly, "I remember something … My name is Modir Werde. I've been here before."
Gwen was a little surprised. "You remember your name?! Then you … "
"I only remember these things, Your Majesty." Modir showed a complicated smile as he slowly walked into the hut, his voice low and hesitant. "I remember my name. I remember that I came here by mistake a long, long time ago. I remember that there used to be a pair of elven sisters living here. They helped me and told me a very, very important warning … about the out-of-control ancient mind here, an ancient mind called 'Sentinel'. It ran into the mortal world with a dangerous and crazy obsession … I only remember these, only these …"
Modir walked in hesitantly, and Gwen immediately noticed the abnormality of the old mage.
Following Modir's footsteps, grayish-white dust rose around him like smoke. However, the dust did not fall to the ground. Instead, it rose upwards as if it had lost gravity and rapidly dissipated in the air!
Amber, who was extremely sensitive to the shadowy dust, widened her eyes in an instant. "Whoa — old man, you're smoking!"
"Your Majesty," Victoria suddenly spoke. Gwen had never seen such a nervous and urgent look on the duchess' face. "My ancestor … is not in good condition! May I ask if Miss Amber has — "
Before the duchess' voice trailed off, Amber had already stepped up to the great adventurer who was' dissipating ', and then without hesitation, she slapped the old mage on the arm.
The dust that was constantly escaping from Modir was instantly controlled, stabilized and returned to the old mage's body.
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