This was the reason why Gwen brought Tyre here.
Although the actual identification process of the seafood was not quite what he had expected, the result was still very satisfactory.
"This is the same type of creature as the giant squid, although their forms are very different." The siren still retained basic rationality in the face of delicacies. She more or less remembered the task Gwen had given her, so after completing the identification, she quickly came back and reported while drooling. "They have the same high energy reaction. After the death of the main body, the body tissue remains active … Slurp, and has a natural attraction to the elemental sirens … Slurp, and it's particularly chewy … Slurp …"
Gwen could not stand it anymore. "Why don't you slurp for a while?"
"No, no." Tyre wiped his mouth hard. "I'm very reserved."
After saying that, the salted fish spirit raised his head and tried his best to shift his attention to something other than the "little snack".
She looked at the severely distorted metal wreckage floating around the body of the giant deer Amoun in a daze. As an individual from Gwen's society, she naturally had a different understanding of these wonderful wreckage.
"This looks like a suicide attack," the siren guessed. "I found a large laceration near the big white deer's spine. There are also fragments of metal wreckage in those wounds. The two seemed to have had a serious impact …"
"A suicide attack …" Gwen frowned as he looked at the metal and crystal floating around the divine corpse, wondering what benefits these things could bring to his territory.
There was no doubt that this was a technological creation far beyond the imagination of today's human beings. However, when the technological gap reached a certain level, the relics of Gwen's society would lose their research and reference value to the lower civilizations. Even the powerful Kingdom of Gondor could only roughly imitate the energy reaction of these wreckage and create a protective barrier to resist the will of the gods. They could not understand any of the technical details in these wreckage. So, what could Cecil learn from these wreckage today?
Perhaps they could not even cut these metals. Just like the fragments of the Eternal Slate, all the contemporary races believed that the Eternal Slate was a creation of the gods and could not be cut by mortals except for self-disintegration.
Looking at the treasure mountain but returning empty-handed was probably how Gwen felt now.
"If only I were a deep-water technician." Tyre wagged the tip of her tail and seemed a little regretful. "Maybe I could learn something from these wreckage … We sirens have observed every civilization on the continent, but we have never seen anything like this. These wreckage are really … incredible."
Tyr appeared to be carefree and unscheming, but she was actually cautious and meticulous. She knew that she was in an unfamiliar civilization, and as a special individual in this environment, she had already controlled her words, actions, and curiosity well. Even when she came to this ancient fortress, saw the so-called corpses of the gods, and saw the suspected god-killing weapons, she didn't do anything out of the ordinary. But at this moment, she couldn't help but reveal her interest in these remains.
"The deep-water technician you mentioned can analyze these wreckage?" Gwen took Tyre's words to heart and immediately turned to ask, "Can your technology analyze this thing?"
"I'm just saying." Tyre thought carefully and waved her hand regretfully. "Our technology is stuck in a very subtle … bottleneck state. The deep-water technician probably can't analyze these things that are completely different from our technology."
"Is that so … That's a pity."
After a moment of silence, Tyr suddenly asked in a low voice, "By the way … this thing is the 'god' you mentioned, right?"
"Yes, you should have heard it just now. This is the god of nature."
After staying in human society for such a long time, Tyre was no longer confused about the human religious system and worldview. Now she had a general understanding of the gods that humans believed in. And recently, after seeing the god's flesh and blood that Gwen collected, she finally realized what the 'big squid' that she and her sisters usually dug in the deep sea was. But for a siren who did not believe in gods, the supernatural idols that humans worshipped did not resonate much with Tyre. When she heard Gwen's affirmative answer, she wanted to express her surprise, but in the end, she could only sigh and say, "Oh, it's quite chewy."
"I don't know how many believers will be scared to death by your words." Gwen smiled helplessly. "But then again … there should not be many people who still believe in the god of nature."
Since the fall of Druil, the death of the god of nature had become a fact that people did not talk about. Three thousand years had completely destroyed the original Druil's belief system. After the only 'sacrificial' Druil's' School of the Sacred Spirit 'had degenerated into the Perish Society, there were no public believers of the god of nature in this world.
But Gwen was still certain that if the secret of this alternate dimension was made public, it would still be enough to cause a huge stir in the world.
Then, Cecil's territory would be in the teeth of the storm.
That was why he couldn't let this information leak out. At least, he couldn't let this information leak out while his territory was still in its infancy.
But Gwen still hoped that this time he could dig out as much as possible from this' treasure mountain 'to bring out. So he turned to Kamel and asked, "Kamel, are the tools you used to cut samples from the god's body and the remains around it still working?"
Kamel's voice came from the armor plate. "Of course not. And even if it works, I don't recommend you to touch anything here."
Gwen frowned. "Why?"
"Amoun the Giant Deer is not as' calm 'as you look," Kamel warned solemnly. "The god is dead, but his flesh is not. He has a life pattern that humans cannot understand. The body in front of you has never stopped regenerating in the past three thousand years. Some unknown source of power has been repairing it, but the steel remains entangled with the god's body have suppressed this regeneration process. The two have formed a delicate balance that has lasted until today. When we collected samples here, whether it was from the god's body or the remains, we had to pay a huge price every time, and at the same time, it was accompanied by great danger. But now … I'm afraid we can't afford this risk. "
"Regeneration …"
Gwen muttered to himself. He could not help but look at Tyre, who was smacking his lips beside him.
Gods seemed to be unkillable. A long, long time ago, there seemed to be a powerful Zenith fleet that killed the gods. But after they left, these dead gods returned to the divine throne one after another (no matter whether they returned or not, there was someone on the divine throne who answered the phone). The Lord of Storms in the deep sea and the God of Nature in the Realm of Looming Shadow could not return because of accidents. One of them could not take care of herself, and the other could not take care of himself because of an interstellar car accident.
But it seemed that as long as these external restraints were removed, they would come back to life?
Gwen did not know if the loving, great, and selfless gods that the devout believers talked about were really so great and righteous. But judging from the scene of the car accident, if Amoun woke up, he would probably not be very happy …
He decided to listen to the guidance of his heart (and Kamel's warning). He did not rashly touch Amoun and the remains around him when he did not have enough technology and productivity. He would let the God of Nature continue to sleep quietly in the Realm of Looming Shadow.
But other usable samples in the fortress had to be packed up and taken away as much as possible. Who knew when the magic gate would be closed again, and the samples that had been passed down from the Star Fire Era would be a treasure that could not be replicated.
"Let's go. We have stayed here long enough." Gwen looked back at Amoun's body, and then took a deep look at the twisted remains floating around the god's body. He gently exhaled, and then looked at the ancient magus floating not far away. "Kamel, are you ready to return to the human world?"
The ancient magus was silent.
When this day really came, Kamel found that he was completely unprepared.
In the past hundreds of years, he had imagined countless times that he would leave this place and return to human society. But he never thought that this day would really come, and he never thought that he would lose the most basic attribute of being a "human" before this day came.
Hearing Gwen's question, he lowered his head and looked at his completely heterogeneous body. He felt the magical energy flowing in his body and suddenly had a trace of retreat and fear.
"Can I still return to the human world in this form?"
"The outside world has changed a lot. You will face challenges when you return in any form. But in the land under my rule, I can at least guarantee that you will be accepted by everyone," Gwen said slowly. "There are already many … challenging things in my territory. My people are used to accepting things that are beyond their worldview, and a powerful magus from the ancient times will be respected by them. Of course, the premise of all this is that you have to learn to abide by the rules of this era and respect … my ruling power in this land. "
After a long silence, the arcane energy in Kamel's body gradually became brighter. He finally broke the silence. "Before accepting this long mission, all of us knew that this road was full of difficulties and dangers. But for the survival of our race, we are willing to give up everything that makes us human … Now, perhaps it is time to re-fulfill the oath that we made back then.
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