Break the cycle.
This was an answer that Gwen had never thought of. However, the moment he heard this answer, countless thoughts came to his mind. It was as if many of the previously fragmented clues and evidence were suddenly connected in the same net, allowing him to vaguely grasp the context of something.
"Cycle … What kind of cycle?" Gwen stared at the eyes of Amoun the Giant Deer. He could not hide his curiosity as he asked, "What kind of cycle can even trap the gods?"
"We are born, we grow, we watch the world, we fall into madness … Then everything returns to silence, waiting for the next cycle. The cycle repeats, meaningless …" Amoun's low and slow voice came like a whisper. "So, interesting 'human,' how much do you know about the gods?"
Gwen's heart was in turmoil. This was the first time he heard from a god that only existed in his conjecture, and the truth was more direct and irresistible than he thought. In the face of Amoun's rhetorical question, he could not help but hesitate for a few seconds before he said in a low voice, "The gods are all going crazy step by step, and our research shows that this madness is related to the changes in human thought …"
"… You have gone further than I thought," Amoun seemed to let out a sigh. "You have reached a dangerous depth."
"What's the next step?" Gwen could not help but ask.
"It's the truth. It may be dangerous, but it may also solve all problems. In the history that I know of, no civilization has successfully gone in this direction, but this does not mean that this direction is impossible …"
Gwen frowned. He had noticed that the God of Nature always used a vague way to answer questions, and used metaphors and roundabout ways to reveal information at key points. At first, he thought this was the habit of the gods, but now he suddenly came up with a guess: perhaps, Amoun the Giant Deer was consciously avoiding taking the initiative to say something … Perhaps, the moment something came out of his mouth, it would cause unpredictable changes in the future.
This was not a wild guess, but he suddenly remembered what Amoun had just told him: When it came to gods, the more contact one had with them, the more one would deviate from humans, and the more one understood, the closer one would be to the gods …
The answer to some questions was not just an answer, but the answer itself was a test and impact.
This sentence could be interpreted in another way: if the answer to a question was given to a mortal by a god, then the moment the mortal knew the answer, he would lose the ability to solve the question as a mortal, because he would be permanently changed by the "knowledge" and become a part of the god.
If this was the first time Gwen came to this world, it would be absolutely unimaginable, illogical, and unreasonable, but now he knew that this was the logic of this world.
Gwen calmed down. He knew that he had some "uniqueness", and this "uniqueness" might allow him to avoid the influence of some god's knowledge, but obviously, Amoun the Giant Deer was more cautious than him. The God of Nature's roundabout approach might be a form of protection — of course, it could also be that the god was not honest enough and had other schemes. Even so, Gwen could not do anything. He did not know how to pry open the mouth of a god, so he could only let the topic continue.
"I want to know one thing." He looked at Amoun. "Was the God of Nature … born from the worship and reverence of the mortals to nature?"
"Yes … and no." Amoun the Giant Deer said slowly, with a more obvious smile than before.
This answer made the corner of Gawain's eyes twitch. Such a classic and maddening answer was the last thing he wanted to hear. But in the face of a god that he did not know where to start, he could only be patient. "What about the specifics?" he asked.
"'I' was indeed born from the worship and reverence of the mortals to nature, but the 'deep sea' that contains the reverence of nature existed long before the mortals were born …" Amoun the Giant Deer said calmly. "All the tendencies of this world, including light and darkness, including life and death, including matter and nothingness, all surged in the deep sea, chaotic and indistinguishable. It reflected upwards and formed reality, and the mortals were born in reality. The thoughts of the mortals were reflected downwards, and a part of the elements in the deep sea became a specific god …
"So the more accurate answer is: the reverence of nature has always existed, but until a group of mortals living on this planet began to revere the nature around them, their unique God of Nature … was truly born."
Gwen's eyes widened. At this moment, he found that his thinking and knowledge could not keep up with what the Giant Deer was telling him. His mind was in a mess for a long time before he broke the silence. "The unique God of Nature that belongs to the mortals on this planet?"
Amoun the Giant Deer chuckled and asked casually, "If there is life on other planets, do you think that the gods created by the life on that planet based on their cultural traditions could be like me?"
Of course not!
Like a bolt of lightning flashing through his mind, Gawain felt that the fog that had shrouded him for a long time was suddenly broken. He remembered that he had vaguely wondered about this before, but it was not until now that he realized where the source of this question was — — —
The universe was vast. It also had other galaxies and other planets, and on those distant planets, which had a very different environment from the Loren Continent, there could also be life.
The Loren Continent was facing the threat of the Demonic Tide and the predicament of the gods. Gwen had always been focused on these things. However, if he were to expand his thinking, if the gods and the Demonic Tide were natural products under the basic rules of this universe, if … the rules of this universe were 'average' and 'common', then … would there be Demonic Tide and gods on other planets?
Of course, another more frightening conjecture might be able to break this possibility: the planet where the Loren Continent was located might be in a huge artificial environment. It had a very different environment and natural laws from other places in the universe. Therefore, the Demonic Tide and the gods were unique here. Considering the ancient devices floating above the planet, this was not impossible …
Gwen's mind was in turmoil, but Amoun seemed to have seen through his thoughts. An ethereal and holy voice directly entered Gwen's mind, interrupting his further reverie.
"The rules of the universe are uniform and uniform."
Gwen was awakened from his thoughts. He asked in a hurried tone, "That is to say, there will also be Demonic Tides on other planets, and as long as there is a civilization, there will be a corresponding god anywhere in this universe. As long as the ideology exists, the gods will exist forever like natural phenomena …"
Amoun responded with silence, as if he was admitting it.
"But you have destroyed your own divine position," Gwen continued. "You just said that there is no new God of Nature …"
"Just not for the time being. I hope this' temporary 'can be as long as possible. However, in the face of eternity, the' temporary 'of mortals is short-lived, even if it is as long as 3,000 years," Amoun said in a low voice. "Perhaps one day, mortals will fear the world again. They will face the unknown environment with piety and fear. Blind awe and fear will replace reason and knowledge and blind their eyes. Then … they will once again welcome a new God of Nature. Of course, by then, this god may not be called this name … and it will have nothing to do with me. "
Gao Wen was silent for a moment, not knowing how to answer. It was not until a few minutes later when the thoughts in his head gradually calmed down that he raised his head again. "You mentioned a 'deep sea' just now and said that all the 'tendencies' and 'elements' in this world are surging in the deep sea. The thoughts of the mortals are reflected in the deep sea, and the corresponding gods are born in the deep sea … I want to know, what is this' deep sea '? Is it a concrete thing? Or is it a concept that you came up with for the sake of description? "
"Of course it exists, it is everywhere … Everything in this world, including you and us … are all immersed in this undulating sea." Amoun explained a difficult concept like a patient teacher. "The planet moves in its ripples, and humans think in the sound of its tides. But even so, you can't see or touch it. It is invisible and intangible, only reflections … all kinds of complex reflections will reveal part of its existence …"
Gwen said subconsciously, "Cosmic background radiation?"
"Hmm?" For the first time, Amoun's tone showed doubt. "An interesting word … How did you put it together?"
"No … I just made an association based on your description and then put it together stiffly." Gwen quickly shook his head. "Just think of it as my imagination of the starry sky outside this planet. Don't worry about it."
Amoun seemed to smile again. "… Interesting, actually I care a lot, but I respect your privacy."
Gwen did not dwell on this topic and said, "Let's go back to the beginning. You want to break the cycle, so in your opinion … has the cycle been broken? "
"At least for me, at least for the time being, the cycle of the God of Nature has been broken," Amoun said. "But more cycles continue, and there is no hope of breaking the cycle."
"Are other gods also trying to break the cycle? Or do they want to break the cycle? " Gwen asked the question he had been wanting to ask. "Why are you the only one taking action?"
"Gods … The mortals have created a noble word to describe us, but gods are not the same." Amoun seemed to be regretful. "Divinity, humanity, authority, rules … There are too many things that bind us. Our words and actions often can only be carried out under certain logic. In a sense, we gods may be less free than you mortals.
"There must be gods like me who want to break the cycle, but I don't know who they are, I don't know what they think, and I don't know what they will do. Similarly, there are gods who don't want to break the cycle, and there are even gods who try to maintain the cycle. I know nothing about them. "
"You are all gods, but you don't contact each other?" Gwen looked at Amoun with some doubts. "I thought you would be very close … Umm, I mean at least have some communication …"
"How do you communicate? Like two mortals living next door, knock on the door of the neighbor, and go in to exchange a few words? " Amoun even joked. "Impossible. In fact, it is the opposite. Gods … It is difficult to communicate with each other. Although we know each other's existence and even know the location of each other's divine kingdom, we are naturally separated. Communication is either difficult or will lead to disaster. "
This was another important piece of information about the gods!
Gwen immediately remembered the key clues mentioned by Amoun in his mind. At the same time, he showed a thoughtful expression. Then he heard Amoun's voice in his mind. "I guess … you are thinking about your 'disobedience plan.'"
Gwen was taken aback. At this moment, there was nothing more shocking than hearing a god suddenly expose the disobedience plan. He said subconsciously, "Don't tell me you have the power to see through people's minds?"
"No, and I doubt if you really have a 'human' heart. I'm just guessing what you're thinking now," Ah Mo 'en said in a low voice. "I know what this facility is researching, I know what the mortals want to do, and I can guess what you're doing … When you suddenly found out that many gods were trying to break out of their predicament, your disobedience plan was shaken, maybe just a little. You … as a mortal, or at least a self-proclaimed mortal, you developed some … sympathy for the almighty gods."
Gwen frowned. He did not deny Amoun's words because that moment of reflection and hesitation did exist. But he quickly regained his mind and found a reason to continue the disobedience plan from a rational point of view.
He could not base the life and death of millions of people on the trust of the gods and the fluke of the future — especially when those gods were constantly going crazy.
As long as there was a god in the divine throne and his attitude was unclear, then the disobedience plan of the mortals must not be stopped.
He was willing to talk to a friendly and rational god — on the premise that he had a weapon in his hand.
And this was also his principle all along.
"Judging from your eyes, I don't have to worry too much," Amoun said softly. "The humans of this era have a tough and rational leader. This is a good thing."
"I'll take that as a compliment." Gwen smiled and nodded gently to Amoun. "Then I have one last question."
Amoun immediately responded, "It's been a good conversation with you, so I don't mind saying more."
Gwen looked up and looked into Amoun's eyes.
Those eyes were full of radiance, warm, bright, rational, and peaceful.
Although he claimed that "the God of Nature is dead," these eyes were still in line with all the imaginations of the believers of nature. Because these eyes were shaped in response to those imaginations.
"What are you going to do in the future?" Gwen asked seriously. "Continue to sleep here?"
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