What was this' god 'trying to do?
This was the question that Gwen was most concerned and worried about after confirming that Amoun the Giant Deer was faking his death.
Obviously, Amoun the Giant Deer knew what Gwen was worried about.
"If I return to the sight of the mortals, I'm sure it will bring a lot of excitement …" There was a hint of a smile in his words, and his huge eyes looked at Gawain calmly. "What do you think of this?"
"To be honest, I don't really want you to leave here," Gwen said frankly. "I don't want you to return to the sight of the mortals either. Although three thousand years have passed, the legacy of Druil is still there, and there are people who are interested in the restoration of religion who will be interested in the 'return of the gods.' Maybe some people will regain their faith in the God of Nature, or maybe some people will want to use the name of the return of the ancient gods to do some damage. These are not what I want to see."
"Don't worry, this is not what I want to see either. I have paid a huge price to break free from the cycle, not to return to the divine throne one day," Amoun said with a chuckle. "So, you can rest assured."
"I'll try my best," Gwen said with a sigh.
After all, he was facing a mysterious and powerful god. Many times, it was not up to him whether he could rest assured or not.
As his voice trailed off, he could not help but look at the God of Nature in front of him.
This huge and holy figure was locked in by a large number of restraining devices from the ancient Gondor era. Thick chains and rune pillars formed a barrier that had been in operation until now. There were also many shimmering fragments of battleships and space stations from the universe imprisoning the Giant Deer. Some of the fragments floated around the Giant Deer, and some of the fragments pierced deep into the flesh of the god.
It looked hideous and terrifying, but Gawain could not tell from Ah Mo 'en's tone or eyes whether he felt pain because of this.
"What? You want to help me break these seals? " Amoun's voice rang in his mind. "Ah … they have indeed caused me a lot of trouble, especially these pieces. They made me unable to move at all … If you have the heart, you can help me remove the pieces that are not that important but are particularly uncomfortable."
Gwen raised his eyes and looked at the god. "Do you think I will do that?"
"I don't think so. Any rational person in your position would not do that," Amoun said casually, but there was not the slightest displeasure in his tone. "And I also advise you not to do so. Your will and body may be strong enough to withstand the impact of the divine power, but the same cannot be said for those standing behind you. The old barrier here cannot withstand my full power."
Gwen looked back slightly in the direction of the barrier and saw Amber, Heti and the others standing there looking at him with concern and worry. He waved at them and then turned back. "I'm happy to accept your advice."
"That's for the best," Amoun said faintly. "If one day you really want or need to release my power, it is best to be fully prepared … Don't be reckless like the first batch of humans who came here. They paid a lot."
The first batch of humans he was talking about should be the builders of this fortress, the mages who came here in the Age of Gondor.
"Looks like … you are ready to continue your 'hibernation' here." Gwen exhaled and said to Amoun. "I'm curious, what are you waiting for? Because you can't even move now and can only pretend to be dead. In my opinion, it is very … meaningless. "
"So I'm waiting for something meaningful to happen, such as some earth-shaking changes in the mortal world, or the possibility of a complete and total end to the sad cycle. Unfortunately, I can't describe to you how it will happen, but until that day comes, I will wait patiently. "
Gwen frowned slightly. "Even if you have waited for three thousand years?"
Amoun's voice was calm. "I've just waited for a while."
"…" Gwen looked at the god of nature for a long time before he smiled and shook his head. "Indeed, three thousand years is just a blink of an eye … Well, you continue to wait here. I think it's time for me to leave."
"Take care. I can't get up to see you off."
"I admire your sense of humor." Gwen was startled for a moment before he could not help but laugh. "So the gods are also good at joking."
He then took two steps back, but just before he turned around, he suddenly thought of something and asked, "By the way, there is one more thing I want to ask. What is the Demonic Tide? Does its periodic appearance have anything to do with the gods? "
Ah Mo En was silent for a few seconds as if he was thinking. Then he replied, "In a sense, it's just a natural phenomenon that's very scary to mortals … but it's not caused by God."
"I understand." Gwen nodded. "Thank you for your answer."
He turned around and walked back in the direction he came from. Amoun the giant deer lay quietly among the ancient confinement devices and wreckage, watching Hao Ren's back with its eyes that seemed to be made of light. Gawain walked all the way to the edge of the main building of the Defiant Fortress. When he was in front of the almost transparent protective barrier, he turned around to take a look. From this distance, Amoen's body was still huge and intimidating, but it was no longer as breathtaking as a mountain.
He nodded at Amoun and spoke. He believed that even at this distance, the 'god' would hear him as long as he spoke. "Just now, you said that perhaps one day, humans will start to fear nature again and replace reason and knowledge with blind reverence and fear to welcome a new god of nature … Are you referring to events like the Demonic Tide that can lead to the end of civilization, where the loss of technology and knowledge will lead to the birth of a new god?"
As expected, Amoun's voice appeared in his mind again. "That is one possibility, but even if civilization continues to develop and new technology and knowledge are endless, blind reverence could come back. A new god … could be born in the process of technological advancement."
Gwen fell into a brief thought, and then with a thoughtful expression, he exhaled softly. "I understand … It seems that something similar has happened in this world before."
He turned around and stepped into the shimmering protective barrier. In the next second, Kamel injected magic into the barrier's control mechanism, and the entire energy barrier instantly became more solid than before. A series of mechanical grinding sounds came from the corridor's roof and floor. The ancient alloy walls slowly closed under the activation of the magic mechanism, sealing the entire corridor once again.
The God of Nature in the courtyard quietly watched all of this until the fortress built by mortals closed again. Only then did he look away, silently closed his eyes, and returned to his long and meaningful wait.
Gwen returned to Amber, Heti and the rest. Everyone immediately surrounded him. Even Veronica, who was usually the most indifferent and calm, could not hide her excitement at this time. She even spoke faster than Amber. "What happened? Why is Amoun the Giant Deer … alive? What did you talk to him about? "
"This is not a good place to talk, and I'm a little tired." Gwen immediately raised a hand and interrupted the questions that were about to come out. "Let's go back first. There are more and more things, I need to tell you slowly."
…
A voice that seemed to carry a sigh floated down from the high throne, and a gentle voice echoed in the hall, "He refused …"
Melita and Noretta stood at the bottom of the high steps with their heads down. They did not dare to look up or speak. They just looked nervous as they waited for further instructions from the God.
Even the most adventurous, the boldest, and the most unconventional young Giant Dragon was full of reverence and did not dare to act rashly in front of the Patron God of his race.
"Look up, two young children." The gorgeous blonde woman sat on the ornately decorated throne and looked down at the two figures at the end of the steps. There seemed to be a smile on her face. "I'm not angry, and you've done a good job. Among the young generation, you're very outstanding."
Melita and Noretta only dared to look up. The latter looked at the goddess in awe and said modestly, "Thank you for your compliment …"
There was indeed a smile on the Dragon God's face. She looked at the two young dragons with satisfaction and asked casually, "Is the outside world … interesting?"
"Yes," Melita immediately replied. "And the human world has changed a lot in recent years. For example … Ah, of course, I'm not too obsessed with the outside world …"
She seemed to feel that her unsteady look was a little inappropriate and wanted to fix it, but the voice of the God had already come from above. "Don't be nervous. I've never forbade you from contacting the outside world. Tarlonde is not a closed place … As long as you don't go too far, I won't mind."
Melita lowered her head. "Yes, yes …"
"What kind of person is Gwen Cecil?" The Dragon God asked again. "Other than rejecting my invitation, what else did he do?"
"He's … very complicated. It's hard to see through him," Melita said as she pondered. "Overall, I think he has a strong will, a clear goal, and a very advanced vision among humans. A series of facts have also proved that his advanced judgment is mostly correct. As for his behavior after rejecting the invitation … "
At this point, she thought carefully and said while organizing her words, "He has been very calm. Other than being a little surprised when he first heard your invitation, he acted like he was facing an ordinary 'invitation' the whole time. He didn't seem to be in awe or fear because it was an invitation from a God, and his indifferent attitude was not faked. My lie detector did not respond. "
"The most cunning charlatan can even deceive himself. Spells and devices to detect lies are ineffective against such people," the Dragon God said faintly. "But I believe your judgment, Melita. That human seems to be a little special. He should be neither in awe nor fear of God."
After a moment of silence in the hall, Melita and Noretta finally heard a voice like the sound of nature. "That's enough. You can go back and rest."
They bowed their heads at the same time and said in unison, "Yes, My Lord!"
The two young dragons left, and there were only the high and mighty Gods, the Dragon Priests who served the Gods, and some servants who didn't need to care about them left in the huge hall for a while.
Enya sat lazily on her spacious and gorgeous chair. She leaned against the back of the chair with one hand beside her face and said in a chatty tone, "Helagol, the two children are very nervous. Do I really scare you all that much?"
"They just fear you, My Lord," Helagol immediately said. "You have always been tolerant and kind to the Dragons, especially to the young ones. They must know that."
"Just fear …"
The Dragon God Enya said softly as if she was talking to herself. Her eyelids drooped slightly as she looked lazily at the end of the hall with narrowed eyes. Her sight seemed to pass through the temple, through the mountains and the vast sky of Tarlonde, and finally fell on every Dragon on this land.
She saw a net with countless lines on it. She saw chains woven by faith, connecting every living thing on this land.
Faith was like a lock. The mortals were on this end, and the Gods were on the other end.
"… Boring."
The God said with a hint of disappointment.
…
"I was so nervous just now!!" Walking on the square outside the great temple, Melita could not help but pat her chest and take a deep breath as she said, "I feel like my heart is beating out of place … Ah, I really need to check my hearts when I go back. I really feel like two of my hearts have jumped into other chambers …"
Noretta squinted at her friend and said, "You shouldn't be stingy with the internal implants. The compound blood pump heart from Frost Heavy Industries or Bakebaatar isn't expensive."
"No heart can withstand the pressure of facing the Gods. What's more, those so-called new products are not much different from the old models in terms of technology. Adding a few lights and beautiful badges on the skin won't make my heart stronger."
"Well, we shouldn't talk about this loudly here," Noretta could not help but remind her. "We are still in the sacred land."
Melita tried to calm herself down and then stared at Noretta a few times. "You don't have more chances to meet the Gods than I do … Why do you look so calm?"
"Maybe you should try to inhale half a unit of 'Ash' booster before the important meeting," Noretta said. "It will make you feel more relaxed, and the dosage is just right so that you won't lose your composure."
"… I don't like this kind of fancy booster," Melita shook her head. "I'll continue to be a young antique."
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