On the tenth day of winter, the new Cecil's brick kiln and arcane crystal smelting factory had completed the overall expansion and renovation.
The introduction of mining machinery ensured a steady increase in steel production, and the steady increase in steel production ensured that the machinery and equipment in other parts of the fief could be smoothly started one after another. In the brick kiln and arcane crystal smelting factory, the new forming machine, crusher, tunnel kiln, and the more powerful honeycomb magic net had replaced the old equipment, which also prompted the factories to be renovated and rebuilt in advance. Although in the minds of many, the large 'factories' in the fief were already very impressive, in Gwen's eyes, they were still just a slightly larger shed. It was not until all the factories had completed at least one expansion that they would more or less have a little shadow of the 'factory' in his mind.
The fief was changing every day. Sufficient food reserves and heating supplies ensured the maintenance of manpower, and the heaven-defying metal control of Nicholas allowed the machinery and equipment to be printed out in batches. Every day, Gwen would see a lot of progress reports on his desk. Although it was mentally taxing to read these reports, he enjoyed it.
Reading the reports was much more comfortable than chopping the cultists with a knife. The latter only meant that someone was being harmed by those villains, while the former meant that everyone in the fief was getting better.
But other than reading the reports, Gwen also had other things to do.
The 'soul lantern' he retrieved from Kant's fief was placed on his desk. The lantern was emitting a faint and pure white light.
When he first left Kant's fief, the lantern was not very 'stable'. It continued to emit a faint purple light like starlight, and anyone who came into contact with it would hear a strange sound, not to mention other effects such as causing hallucinations and nightmares. Other than that, it could not be activated and used according to Gwen's memory. It seemed that even without Lilith Kant, the 'user', the negative energy in the lantern could not dissipate. So Gwen had to temporarily seal it and put it in a storage vault in the ruins in the mountains.
But yesterday, the guard suddenly reported that the purple starlight of the lantern had faded.
It was back to normal — at least on the surface. From the looks of it, the evil ritual performed by the Cult of Eternal Sleep could not store up energy for a long time. As soon as the ritual was over, the nightmare power in the lantern would quickly decline.
Gwen picked up the lantern and carefully observed its crystal shell and exquisite brass base. Through the translucent crystal shell, one could see very complex runes slowly flowing inside. Everything was similar to how it was seven hundred years ago.
The lantern was not a product of the ancient Kingdom of Gondor. In fact, the technology of the lantern came from the dwarven kingdom in the west of the continent. The dwarven hobbyists often looked boorish, but in fact, they were experts in crafting delicate tools. They were especially good at combining crystals and metals to form all kinds of incredible magical tools. The Dream Lantern was the proud work of a famous dwarven craftsman.
In Gwen's memory, in addition to enhancing the power of dream magic and protecting the spiritual body of the user, the lantern also had some special small functions.
He put his hand on the lantern and injected a little magic into it, but did not fully activate it. In the process, he outlined the figure of Selena Geerfen in his mind and silently recited her name.
A few seconds later, some messy and broken images began to appear in his mind.
He "saw" himself floating more than a meter above the ground. His vision swayed slightly from side to side. In the corner of his eyes, he could see a female figure in a moon-white priest's robe, and further away, he could see things like tents and simple houses.
Gwen felt a surge of excitement in his heart. The information had not disappeared!
This was the unique function of the Dream Lantern. After injecting the right magic, it could be used to record some images and sounds, and through a special extraction method, the recordings could be reproduced in the mind of the user. Selena Geerfen often used this function to record the scenes along the way. In a few times, she even succeeded in transmitting important information in this way.
Gwen's only concern was whether the new owner of the lantern had used this function after Selena's death. In this way, Selena Geerfen's "recordings" would be covered by the new owner. But now, it seemed that this secret function was only known to Selena and himself.
The first images were the scenes of the pioneering journey. These things were also in Gwen Cecil's memory, so Gwen quickly skipped over them. Soon, he found the records near the end.
He hoped that Selena Geerfen could keep the habit of recording meaningful images at any time and record the scenes he wanted to know the most.
Finally, another image appeared. Gawain "saw" that Selina Gehrman was walking on a rugged mountain path. On both sides of the path, there were many solemn-looking "pilgrims" who were wearing clerical clothes or the armor of the Church.
In the next image, Gwen saw an open space at the top of the mountain, where a huge altar was set up. Clerical priests and church Knight were standing around the altar, and in the distance, clouds and mist could be seen. The undulating mountains were looming in the sea of clouds.
It was the Ancestral Peak! It was the ceremony 700 years ago where the leaders of the major churches worked together to communicate with the gods!
"I'm a little nervous. Everyone looks nervous. I hope everything will go well."
Gwen suddenly heard a vague and low female voice in his mind. After being stunned for two seconds, he realized that it was Selena Geerfen's voice. The Goddess of Dreams seemed to be recording her feelings at the scene of the ceremony.
This was also her habit.
Then the image shook for a while, and Selena seemed to be moving. When the image stabilized, Gwen saw familiar figures appear next to the large altar in the center of the open space.
He saw the pope of the Church of Holy Light, the pope of the Church of God of War, the archbishop of the Holy Ghost Church, and the popes and Holy See …
Those were the supreme leaders of all the sects.
At this point in time, the "Religious Peace Agreement" or the "Ancestor's Peak Agreement" had not been signed, and the various religions were still in a state of confrontation. However, the scene on the Ancestor's Peak was not as hostile as the outside world had speculated. Although the atmosphere among the leaders of the various religions was tense, it was more due to the ceremony itself and not their religious standpoint.
It seemed that the leaders of these sects had reached a consensus of peace before communicating with the gods? Even the leaders of the Church of Dreams, the Church of Storms, and the Druil Church, which later degenerated into dark sects, had agreed to this consensus?
Gwen had all kinds of guesses in his mind, and in the process, he saw a religious leader walk out from the crowd.
The leader was wearing a solemn black robe and a wooden mask with constellations and eyes painted on his face. Gwen hesitated for a moment and recognized him as the pope of the Church of the God of Dreams 700 years ago — Meghul III.
The pope stood in front of the altar, then took off his mask and robe, standing there in casual clothes and began to receive the blessings of the leaders of the other sects. What happened next puzzled Gwen.
After the leaders of the other sects gave their blessings to Meghul III, a few great mages came forward. These mages, who were not priests, began to cast one spell after another on Meghul III.
They were all kinds of protective spells. Almost all the protective spells that Gwen could name were cast on the pope of the Church of Dreams. From the robes of the great mages and their temperament, it could be seen that each of them was very powerful, and the effect of those protective spells could be imagined.
After receiving the blessing of the protective spells, Meghul III began to wear a set of strange "clothes" with the help of others. The clothes were not as gorgeous and elegant as the priest's robe, but could only be described as ugly. It had a heavy multi-layer structure, with one-piece gloves and shoes. Everywhere was covered tightly, and on each layer of fabric, there were complicated magic patterns.
It was not until Meghul III put on a strange-looking spherical helmet made of crystal that Gwen finally realized what it was.
It was a magical version of a spacesuit!
At the same time, Selena's voice came from outside the image. "… The pope has received the blessing and magic blessing. He is also wearing a special protective robe that can resist the power of the divine realm. To be honest, the robe is very ugly, but it has all the functions it should have. I hope everything goes well …"
With Selena's soft prayer, Gwen saw Meghul III walk to the altar, and at the same time, two people came out and stood at two special points on the edge of the altar.
They were the pope of the God of Storm, and Archbishop Druil of the Holy Ghost Church.
They seemed to be communicating with the pope of the God of Dreams, who was standing in the middle of the altar. However, there was no sound of their voices in the recording. Due to the angle of the image, Gawain could not read any information from their lips. He could only judge from the shape of the altar that the two church leaders would participate in the upcoming ritual and might bear a certain amount of risk.
Then, the ceremony began.
The runes on the altar lit up one by one, and the powerful energy released by the divine circle twisted the surrounding air slightly. Meghul III, who was covered in a spacesuit, raised his hand and waved at the pope, the pontiffs, and the Holy See around the altar.
Then a white light fell from the sky, and Meghul III's figure disappeared in the white light.
At the same time, the image fell into darkness — the recording stopped.
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