When the sun rose, the story of 1523 years came to an end. At the end of the story, the gods did not come to the real world, and the fragile and insignificant humans once again survived the disaster. The story of many people continued to continue.
Holding his staff tightly, Saemler stood in the middle of the hall for a long time. Around him were countless tired clerics and Knight, who were holding their breaths. The information from the surface had just been sent to the archbishop, but the strange phenomenon that seemed to have mixed up the dream and reality made him not dare to confirm the final result. He and everyone still held a nervous heart and waited quietly.
In the short moment when the morning sun shone over the entire Aurandale region, the clerics seemed to have waited for a century.
Then, specks of starlight finally appeared in everyone's vision, floating in the air above the hall.
Saemler heard an old and tired voice in his mind. "It's over … My compatriots, we are safe."
It was the voice of Meghul III.
After a short silence, the belated cheers suddenly resounded throughout the hall!
"We did it! We stopped a god! "" The extraterritorial wanderers and Archbishop Selena did it! "" We survived, we survived! "
In the midst of the cheers, Venti, who was taking care of the wounded, slowly straightened up. The pollution in the depths of her mind was fading away. She felt that her soul had finally truly and completely regained freedom. She looked up and saw Yuri, who was not far away, was also looking at her.
"We did it …" Venti slowly raised the corner of her mouth and said with a smile from the bottom of her heart.
Yuri showed a complicated smile. He gently took a breath and muttered in a low voice as if he was talking to himself, "… We did not destroy this world."
A stream of light suddenly appeared in the middle of the hall. As the light gathered, a lantern condensed in everyone's sight. Then, a female figure holding the lantern appeared.
"Archbishop Selena." Saemler immediately greeted the figure. "You have saved the entire church again …"
The halo around Selena gradually dissipated. Of course, she was just a projection in the consciousness of the people around her. Facing Archbishop Saemler, the Saintess with the Lantern gently shook her head. "This time, it was not me who saved the church."
"Ah, the extraterritorial wanderer …" Saemler suddenly reacted. "Where is he now?"
"The extraterritorial wanderer has temporarily returned. After all, he is just a projection in our spiritual network. He will contact us again soon," Selena said softly. Her eyes slowly swept across the hall. The priests cheered, the tired but excited Knight, and the servants who had survived the disaster came into her sight. Finally, she lowered her eyelids. "Thanks to your efforts in the real world, we can finally achieve the final success."
Saemler looked at Selena strangely. He found that the archbishop's expression was complicated. She did not seem to be as relaxed and excited as the others. This made him deeply puzzled. "Archbishop Selena, you look like … you have something on your mind?"
Selena thought of the figure chasing the starlight in the night and the most difficult question she had ever answered in her life. She was silent for a long time before she finally shook her head. "I'm fine. I'm just a little confused."
"Confused?"
"Archbishop Saemler, what do you think is the greatest instinct of a civilization?"
"Instinct?" Saemler fell into deep thought. After a while, he said uncertainly, "Is it the continuation of oneself?"
"What about the continuation of oneself?" Selena asked again. "The continuation of life …"
"I … don't know." Saemler shook his head. "In my opinion, it is difficult enough for us to continue in this world."
"That's true." Selena paused for a second before she suddenly smiled and shook her head. "And this is not your field of expertise."
Saemler speculated from Selena's reaction that the "saintess" must have experienced something in the confrontation with the higher-ups. That was why she suddenly showed this seemingly sentimental state. But obviously, this was not the time to ask about these details. In the atmosphere of exhilaration and celebration, Saemler had calmed down first. He asked, "Archbishop Selena, now that the threat of 'God's Descent' has subsided, should we consider the future of the church?"
"Of course." Selena nodded and said. She also restrained her emotions. "Although the situation is exciting, I'm afraid there is not much time left for us to celebrate.
"I have just seen the news from the surface. The influence of the higher-ups has spread to the real world. There are too many witnesses to the movement in the Throat of Aulandale. I'm afraid this news will soon reach Rosetta's ears. This headquarters is no longer safe.
"According to the plan drawn up by His Holiness the Pope, we must immediately begin the relocation of the headquarters. All members must leave and abandon this palace. Take all research materials and materials that can be brought along, and destroy those that can't be brought along. Blow up the central pillar, the elemental shell, and the dome on the upper level.
"All the strongholds in the Empire must also be relocated. In the chaos, there will soon be informers and traitors. If necessary, we must be prepared to abandon all the strongholds.
"All our compatriots must go into hibernation and no longer carry out any church activities. Wait for a unified order. According to the previous plan, transfer to Cecil in batches. This work can be handed over to Yuri."
Selina said one thing after another. Saimler listened to her with a serious expression. He nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "Things have come to this point in the end … It's a pity that after seven hundred years of operation, we've returned to the starting point."
"It's better than total annihilation." Selena shook her head. "And we have at least seven hundred years of accumulated knowledge and a new force that is willing to accept us. It's not completely back to square one."
"What about the mental network?" Saemler asked again.
"… Without the support of the facilities here, the operation of the mental network will be greatly affected. But fortunately, its foundation is based on our brains. As long as there are enough priests alive, it can still maintain a low level of operation." Selena had obviously thought about this problem and immediately replied. "After the relocation, the mental network will remain in its basic mode. The City of Dreams will not be opened until we set up a new headquarters in Cecil. His Holiness the Pope has consumed a lot of energy in the process of maintaining the sandbox. He will spend most of his time recuperating. Archbishop Daniel and I will be in charge of the network affairs. Archbishop Daniel is now in Oldenheim. For safety reasons, he will only provide technical support. "
"Well, I understand." Saemler nodded. "In this way, as long as the mental network is still there, the coordination will be much more convenient."
Then Selena looked at the other side of the hall, at the computing node hall where the Brain Servants were. Her eyes fell on the observation windows and the open gate.
Saemler noticed her gaze. Before she could speak, he said with a hint of emotion, "Archbishop Magnum … Don't worry, we will take him with us."
Selina, however, shook her head and said softly, "No, take everyone with you."
"Everyone …" Saemler was a little stunned for a moment. Then he frowned. "You mean all the Brain Servants? I'm afraid … No, this will definitely consume more manpower and material resources, and it will affect the transfer progress to a certain extent … "
"I know, but I have calculated everything needed. Our time is limited, but as long as we do our best, we still have enough time to transfer all the Brain Servants to the backup safe strongholds." Selena looked into Saemler's eyes. This might be the most irrational moment of her hundreds of years, but she would not let her emotions affect the overall situation. The arrangements she made at this moment were the result of careful consideration. "Transfer in batches to Orlandellnan County, Juniper County, Enkidhock County, and the Tarunkins area. Cecil Railway Investment Company will help us arrange trains or secret carriages. The relevant lines will be cleared in the near future. Everything will be arranged properly. "
"… But I'm afraid this can only transfer a part of them." Saemler frowned. "The key is that there are not only Brain Servants here, but also in more remote strongholds, other than the railway line invested and controlled by Cecil, there are several nodes that are used to maintain other sandboxes. Transferring Brain Servants who can't move is much more difficult than transferring normal people."
"Transfer as many as you can," Selena said. "Try to maintain as many as possible."
"Maintain? What's the point? " Saemler frowned again. "The mental network itself does not need Brain Servants. They are only used to maintain the sandbox system. Now that Project Zero has been terminated, and it will not be used again in the future, these Brain Servants …"
He looked at Selina in confusion, but all he saw was a pair of deep and calm eyes. It was impossible to analyze her thoughts and emotions.
Selena closed her eyes as if she was thinking.
This was a kind of repayment, an atonement for the wrong path. This was a kind of self-liberation, the first step to returning the Church of the Eternal Rest to the right path. This was also a meaningful remedy. Cecil had obtained the biochemical technology of the Everything-End-All. There, not all Brain Servants were incurable.
But at this moment, she had a more important and more convincing reason for everyone.
"This is the ticket." She opened her eyes and looked at Archbishop Saemler. "It's the ticket to let Cecil and the extraterrestrial wanderers accept us. Cecil has its own order and standards. If we want to return to the light, we must embrace these standards from now on. Archbishop Saemler, you must let everyone know that for every Brain Servant that survives, some of us will be sent to the mines and factories for a shorter time in the future. "
She then added, "Also, remind everyone not to take any chances. Don't think that you have the ability to avoid the incorporation and transformation of the extraterrestrial wanderers. Don't forget, this time, he only projected his consciousness into the sandbox and swallowed the 'Upper Narrator', who had become a god. Long before this, he had already infiltrated and controlled the entire mental network."
Saemler's heart gradually became solemn. He slowly nodded and said, "I understand."
Selena breathed a sigh of relief. Then, a slightly strange expression suddenly appeared on her face. "Now … let's talk about Archbishop Magnum again."
Upon hearing this name, not only Saemler, but also Venti and Yuri, who had just arrived nearby, had a complicated look on their faces.
"Archbishop Magnum has made a noble sacrifice this time," Venti said in a deep voice. "Perhaps, we should posthumously recognize him as a saint …"
"No, I'm not talking about this." Selena raised her right hand and held up the Dream Lantern. "I'm saying —"
The Dream Lantern bloomed with layers of gentle light. Suddenly, a familiar, loud voice came from the light. "Hello, hello? Hello! Can anyone hear me? Can anyone hear me? What's going on in this damn place? Can anyone hear me?
"Hey! I'm trapped! This doesn't look like Sandbox No.1! Can anyone tell me what's going on outside? Can anyone? Can anyone? "
Selina raised her hand and brushed it over the top of the lantern, releasing the soul contained in the lantern. The drifting light suddenly shrank into a human figure in front of everyone. The short Magnum with short red hair stood in the middle of the hall. His entire body was translucent as he stared at his surroundings.
The surroundings instantly quieted down.
"I collected his fragments at the 'border', just like how His Holiness the Pope collected mine back then," Selena's voice broke the momentary silence and awkwardness. "But it seems that this has caused him some trouble."
Magnum heard Selena's voice and looked at the familiar hall in front of him in confusion. He scratched his head subconsciously. "What's going on … I clearly remember that I've already …"
Before his voice trailed off, he saw Yuri Chalvin standing in front of him.
His confused expression quickly turned into embarrassment. The corner of his mouth twitched and he forced a smile. He hesitantly greeted, "Ah, Archbishop Yuri, it seems that … we've succeeded?"
Yuri stared at Magnum in front of him and was silent for a few seconds. Then, he slowly raised his right hand.
He slowly and firmly extended his middle finger.
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