Sirens were a race full of mysteries. This was not only because they lived in the deep sea, far away from the land and were physically separated from the surface creatures, but also because they seemed to have a different way of thinking and world view. This caused the things they described to be very different from the things you really knew. For example, when humans categorized the monsters in the deep sea according to their magic power level and attack attributes, the Sirens would come up with a chewy ranking list. There was no f * cking way of communicating with them.
So Gwen was not sure what the "big squid" that the sirens dug up in the deep sea was. He could only boldly guess that it was something related to the gods based on the various characteristics that Tyre described. But whether it was... he would have to see it with his own eyes to know.
Unfortunately, there was no chance to go to the deep sea yet.
After dinner, Tyre stretched her body. This deep-sea creature, who was ready to hibernate at any time, did not seem to have the concept of walking a hundred steps after dinner. She had answered a bunch of questions from Gwen during dinner, but she had already yawned. The siren untied her coiled tail and waved to everyone, saying that she wanted to go back and lie down. Then, she crawled out of the dining hall.
Her crawling posture was still so embarrassing...
Betty got up and cleaned up the tableware. Rebecca carried a lot of rune boards and scrolls back to her room to continue her calculations. Amber, who had just eaten her fill, rolled into the shadow to do something. Soon, only Gwen and Heti were left in the dining hall.
Gwen could see that Heti had something on her mind, so he took the initiative to ask, "What are you thinking about?"
"Ancestor, do you believe what the siren said?"
Gwen first asked back, "What do you think?"
"In the legend, things from the deep sea have the characteristics of bewitching and madness. There are also rumors among sailors that as long as the ship leaves the coastal waters, you will hear the song of the siren on a windless night," Heti told him what she had learned from books. "The song will lure ships into whirlpools and reefs, and even drag people into nightmares, leaving only empty ghost ships drifting on the sea."
"But you obviously don't believe these legends," Gwen said, looking at Heti with a smile. "And the superstition of those sailors is even more ridiculous. It has been 700 years, how many ships have really gone to the deep sea and come back alive? Those sailors don't have a lot of 'first-hand experience'. "
Heidi shook her head gently. "The legend is indeed absurd, but what Tyr said is indeed sensational and shakes people's hearts."
"You mean the part about the 'real demonic wave'?" Gwen knew what Heti meant. "Gwen said." To be honest, I would rather believe it. "
Heti frowned. "Is it because of the minerals recently found in the Gloom Mountains?"
"The Holme stone is formed in the demonic wave, and what we can't be sure is what material will disappear in the demonic wave," Gwen said quietly. "Everyone saw the mutation in the Gloom Mountains, and in the wasteland of Gondor, we have also seen countless things changed due to the demonic wave. A large number of new magical materials may be a fortune, but if this phenomenon happens all over the world, it will be a disaster for the mortal civilization. Can you imagine what will happen if all the magical materials that humans are familiar with suddenly change their nature and disappear into thin air overnight? "
"Even the Starry Temple of the elves will fall." Heti shook her head with a wry smile, but then she said, "But there will still be iron ore in the Gloom Mountains, there will still be building stones, giant wood will still be giant wood, and quartz sand will still be quartz sand..."
"This is the last bit of kindness that the world has left for the mortals. Not 100% of materials will change in the demonic wave. Now it seems that the most basic and less magically sensitive materials are the least likely to be affected by the demonic wave, and the conversion rate of the affected magical materials is not 100%. But no one can say if this will still be the case when the 'real demonic wave' breaks out. And even if only 10% of the materials are affected by the demonic wave, it is enough to destroy the foundation of the mortal civilization: the magic circles in operation, the magic wells all over the world, the mage towers, and the magical materials that have been installed in the magic devices. Once they are affected by the demonic wave during operation... "
Gwen did not say the last sentence, but Heti and he knew what it would be like: the mortal civilization would really explode in an instant, spiraling into the sky...
It was not unreasonable that the powerful Kingdom of Gondor only lasted a month in the demonic wave before disintegrating.
This was a hopeless future. If the true power of the Great Mana Tide was as Tyr described and Gawain imagined, then the current mortal civilization could not think of any way to save themselves. Even with Gawain's two lifetimes and a million years of experience, he could not imagine how the current human civilization could resist the Great Mana Tide. Who would have thought that the foundation of the material world would be shaken? How could this world be so 'changeable'?
But... was there really no other way?
For some reason, Gwen suddenly thought of the sentence he saw in the laboratory in the ruins in the mountains:
Humans will live forever, even if they disobey the gods.
Could it be that the Gondor mages were not studying the method of immortality, but trying to find a way to fight against the demonic wave by studying the power of the gods? Did the Gondor mages already know that the demonic wave was coming in the Era of Sparks a thousand years ago?
That was why they said "humans will live forever", and not "XX will live forever". The latter referred to the immortality of an individual, but the former referred to the survival of an entire race and civilization!
But in the demonic wave 700 years ago (which was just a "small demonic wave" according to Tyre), the Kingdom of Gondor only lasted a month.
Did their research in the Era of Sparks fail? Did they give up? Did they go the wrong way? Or... the situation was not what he thought at all, and the research project in the ruins in the mountains had nothing to do with the demonic wave?
Gwen's mind raced. He thought of the "big squid" that the sirens dug up at the bottom of the sea.
According to the information revealed by Tyre, the big squid died at the bottom of the sea before the appearance of the siren civilization. That was to say, the thing that was suspected to be the relic of the gods had experienced several demonic waves in the deep sea, but it seemed to be unaffected...
The sirens were not affected by the demonic wave, or rather, the impact was limited. Although their civilization seemed to have suffered some impact, at least they still survived...
"Ancestor?" Heti saw that Gwen did not speak for a long time and could not help but break the silence. "What are you thinking about?"
"I am thinking whether there is a way for mortals to survive in the face of the demonic wave," Gwen said slowly. "Although there is no clear evidence, I think there is a way out, either in the gods or in the path of the elements."
"Priests and elemental mages?"
"No, you are just talking about the two spell-casting professions. They are the users of power, but I think the way out should be in the essence of power, or... the essence of our physical world."
Seeing that Heidi was lost in thought after hearing his words, Gawain could not help but laugh. "It's too early to think about this. With our current strength, even with the current level of the entire mortal world, we're not qualified to think about these problems. Instead of thinking about this, we'd better go back and take a rest. Then we'll think about how to organize the personnel selection in two days."
Yes, now was not the time to think about it, at least not for Heidi to think about it.
Gwen comforted Heti and asked her to go back to her room to rest. At the same time, he focused in his mind and called for the surveillance satellite in space.
A "magic imaging bird's-eye view" appeared in his mind. With his current position as the center, the magic distribution map and the topographic map within hundreds of kilometers were combined in a superimposed manner. The dense magic aura floated and changed on the bird's-eye view, and the recent monitoring information of the giant planets jumped into his mind.
"Giant planet energy level dropped, entering low alert state.
"Giant planet energy level dropped to low alert, confirming that the giant planet has entered a calm period, alert lifted.
"All systems entering low power self-check mode."
At the very least, there were no signs of the Mana Tide erupting.
At the same time, at the western border of the Ansu Kingdom, the border of the Franklinshire Dukedom, the border of the Mossy Forest.
The Auglay tribal nation adjacent to the Ansu Kingdom was a loosely-structured alliance kingdom. Seven hundred years ago, the human expedition to the west chose to coexist peacefully with the local forces after entering the land covered by mountains and dense forests. They established a foothold in the western part of the continent by signing contracts and forming alliances. After seven hundred years of integration and evolution, many of the original races on this land had united into a new force. There were more than a dozen intelligent races living here, and the eldar, gray elves, fairies, orcs, and humans were the most powerful and had the most right to speak. The original habitat of these races was their respective main cities, and through a ruling structure called the Council of Five Kings, they jointly governed this vast territory.
Unlike Typhon, who was now like fire and water with the Ansu Kingdom, the Auglay tribal nation had always maintained a good diplomatic relationship with the Ansu Kingdom for seven hundred years. The Franklin Family in the western part of the Ansu Kingdom contributed greatly to this. This family, who was good at calculation and business, had always been willing to deal with the races in the mountains and forests, and had long-term trade with the gray elves. At the border of the Mossy Forest, where the gray elves mainly lived, the Franklin Family had also built a large trading town and several specialized settlements for the convenience of traveling merchants. Although they had used various means to amass wealth in the process, and even came up with a "government decree" that forced merchants to exchange one-third of their wealth for franklins silver, and that they had to pay in franklins silver before they could travel in the territory, compared to the nobles in other regions who directly dug holes on the road to rob merchants and hired bandits to directly rob the market, the Franklin Family was a rare wisdom.
But today, the wise Duke Franklin had encountered a troublesome matter.
The trading town at the edge of the Mossy Forest, Jinlin Town.
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