For a full five minutes, Gwen was still in a daze.
After he recovered, he stared blankly at the fragment of the Eternal Slate in front of him, falling into a state of 'Holy Shit' for a long time.
A huge amount of information reverberated in Gawain's mind, and his mind was filled with thoughts that were jumping up and down like a drunk amber. At this moment, Gawain felt like he had a thousand words stuck in his throat, but because it was so tight, he couldn't say a single word …
There was only one thing he was certain of: he had really heard those things just now. The slight dizziness caused by the 'Immersed State' still lingered, making him exceptionally certain of this.
So this was the content recorded in the Eternal Slate? This was the knowledge about the gods?
Gwen looked at the pale golden metal plate as if he had seen a ghost. Just as this thought popped up in his mind, he couldn't help but shake his head. Impossible. The mortal sages who first founded the religion couldn't have heard these things in the Eternal Slate. After hearing these things, which person with a hole in their brain would establish a church for these gods who seemed to have been killed by someone?
Then he began to wonder if this thing was a bad joke, or some daring scam.
But what was the point of such a joke? Who would do such a scam? What kind of person would concoct such content for what purpose? And most importantly, in such a primitive and backward medieval society, which person with a hole in their brain could come up with the term 'heavy bombardment ship'?!
Gwen frowned, pondering the meaning behind the information carried by the Eternal Slate, and deeply doubted whether the normal believers would hear the same thing after coming into contact with these slates.
After thinking for a long time, he finally made a decision and called out to the outside of the tent, "Betty! Go get Philip, Heti, and Amber. "
After a while, the three of them came to Gwen's tent.
Gwen looked at the three people in front of him. These three were the most trustworthy and religious people he knew in the territory, and they could represent three different kinds of believers: Philip was a devout believer of the Church of the God of War, and had even been baptized; Heti was an official believer of the Goddess of Magic, but to a lesser extent; Amber was a lunatic believer of the Goddess of Night and the God of Shadows.
Almost all the three mental states of mortals who believed in gods could be found in these three people …
Gwen put the fragment of the Eternal Slate on the table and pushed it forward, "You know what this is, right?"
"A fragment of the Eternal Slate," Amber said matter-of-factly. "I saw you holding this thing in your arms.
Heti was not present at the time, so she looked at the pale golden metal plate curiously. But she had already learned about the fragment of the Eternal Slate from Gwen, so she was not surprised at this time. She just looked at her ancestor curiously, not knowing what Gwen wanted to do.
"You guys touch it," Gwen nodded. "Use your mental power to touch it. Philip, you go first."
Gwen was not worried that the 'Eternal Slate' was harmful, because he had already tried it himself. Apart from some shocking information, it did not have any long-term effects on the body. And even if Heti and the others really heard the knowledge of the gods when they touched the fragment, because the fragment was very small, it would not brainwash them into fanatics. Otherwise, the kings, nobles, and merchants who treated the fragment as a collection would have all become fanatics.
Philip looked surprised and hesitant, "My lord, are you … sure? You want to give this opportunity to me? "
"I'm sure, but I have to remind you of something." Gaowen nodded. "After you come into contact with the fragment, no matter what you hear or see, stay calm. Even if you hear something that goes against your beliefs … don't get too excited because this thing might be fake."
He first gave a precaution to prevent the devout Knight Philip's worldview from collapsing after hearing something that he should not hear. Philip approached the fragment and asked curiously, "Could it be fake?"
"I can't say for sure. You try touching it first."
Knight Philip nodded, put his hand on the fragment, and drove his mental power to try to connect with the fragment.
Almost immediately, Gwen felt a subtle change in the young Knight's aura. A vast, ancient, and mysterious power seemed to have shrouded him, making him "sublime". However, this aura could actually be an illusion because Gwen did not feel any change in Philip's strength. The strange aura only appeared for a moment and then disappeared.
A moment later, Knight Philip opened his eyes and looked at the fragment with surprise and excitement. He then stepped back slightly with joy on his face. "My lord, I seem to have heard the voice of the God of War. There's an … indescribable sense of enlightenment and enlightenment in my heart. I feel like I've received some kind of blessing. This blessing may be of great help in practicing martial arts in the future!"
Gwen raised his eyebrows. "That's it?"
"Yes, it's an indescribable feeling." Knight Philip nodded frankly. Then, he asked curiously, "But my lord, you just said that it might be fake … Could it be that I'm having an illusion?"
"I just said that it might be fake, but judging from your reaction, it's most likely the real thing." Gwen's mood changed, but he did not show his expression. He just looked at Heti and said, "Come and try."
Heti nodded, stepped forward, and put her hand on the fragment of the Eternal Slate.
This time, Gwen also felt a subtle change in Heti's aura, but this change was more subtle and short-lived. Heti also opened her eyes faster. "Ancestor, I feel that I seem to have peeped into some of the mysteries of magic. I also have a vague sense of enlightenment, but it's not as obvious and profound as what Knight Philip said. And I don't know if it's an illusion, but this slate seems to be repelling my … contact. I was just about to use that sense of enlightenment to think about a spell model when the power of the slate fragment suddenly avoided me. And there seems to be a voice telling me to avoid further contact with it … "
"Actively avoided?" Gwen repeated in surprise. He suddenly felt that the situation had become more complicated.
Was the Goddess of Magic different from the other gods? Was her inheritance not carried out through the Eternal Slate?
As he pondered, his eyes fell on Amber. Before he could speak, the half-elf lady could not wait to come up to him. "Hey, it's my turn! Look at all of you talking so mysteriously. Is this thing really that powerful? "
Before her voice trailed off, she had already pressed her hand on the surface of the fragment, then closed her eyes and began to establish a connection with the metal plate.
After a moment, her brows were tightly knitted together, her hand was more and more forceful, and her face was flushed red. Even the table was shaking slightly. Gwen saw this and hurriedly said, "I asked you to use your mental power to connect, not to use your strength. Later, when I press this thing into the table, you'll be responsible for digging it out?"
"No response!" Amber suddenly opened her eyes and removed her hand in frustration. "I used my mental power! But there was no response at all. I didn't hear or feel anything … Say, you two are acting to deceive us, aren't you? "
Knight Philip said, "How can it be! I can clearly feel a very obvious enlightenment! "
Heti also frowned. "I felt it too, although it was very weak …"
Amber looked at the two in front of her suspiciously, and then looked at the metal plate on the table. "Could it be that this thing's energy is limited? Every time you touch it, it will weaken. So you two feel it getting weaker and weaker, and there's no response when it comes to me? "
Gwen suddenly felt that the girl's words made sense, so he let Knight Philip try again on the spot. The result was the same as Amber's guess: Knight Philip was once again shrouded in that wonderful aura. Gwen even suspected that he would become immortal if he came in contact with the slate fragment for a while more …
"It seems that Amber, you really can't resonate with the slate." Gwen shook his head. "Maybe it has something to do with your piety. Philip is a devout believer, Heti is an ordinary believer, and you're a neurotic … shallow believer. That's probably the reason. Say, are you really a believer of the God of Shadows? "
"Yes! How can I not be! " Amber's eyes suddenly bulged, as if she was very dissatisfied with Gwen's questioning. "I've been a believer of the Goddess for more than ten years! Let me tell you, although I've never been baptized, and I've never been to a church, but I've prayed properly whenever I think of it. And the Goddess has talked to me several times … "
Heti looked at Amber suspiciously. "Are you sure you're not hallucinating because you drank too much shadow potion?"
Amber immediately jumped up and said, "Don't think you can talk nonsense just because you have big breasts!"
"Ahem, can you two not quarrel every time you see each other? And every time you quarrel about such trivial things." Gwen interrupted the two with a headache. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I don't have anything else to say. Go back and do your own things. I still have to think about it."
The three of them left the tent full of doubts, leaving Gwen looking at the slate fragment on the table and lost in thought.
According to the reaction of Philip and the other two, the slate fragment was probably real.
But what they heard after coming into contact with the slate was completely different from what he had heard!
And this was not the first time this "difference" had happened.
Last time, the high-ranking Goddess Sandy was a fairly normal human in the eyes of others, but in Gwen's eyes, she was a translucent figure with a glowing body.
This time, when others came into contact with the Eternal Slate fragment, they felt that they had heard the knowledge of the Gods. But in Gwen's mind, what echoed in his mind was that a force suspected to be the Zenith Fleet had formed a group and flipped through the communication records of the entire Divine Realm.
Gwen could not help but rub his forehead.
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