Gwen had never thought that the problem with the God of War's belief system would eventually point to the "economic war" between Cecil and Typhon. On this basis, many things had gone beyond his expectations.
He did not expect that different gods would have different "inclinations", nor did he know how to predict the inclination of the gods from the direction of the "ideology". He did not expect that certain changes in human society would have such a direct impact on the gods, nor did he expect that some gods with "weak tolerance" would have such a big reaction.
At this moment, he began to wonder if his development plans were too advanced, or if he had stepped into a realm that he should not have.
But there was another voice in his mind that made a clear judgment: the desire of mortals to pursue a better life was definitely not an original sin. He had known for a long time that the gods would gradually fall into madness due to the development of mortal civilization. Now, the impact was finally beginning to appear in front of him.
Looking back at everything that Cecil had experienced during his rise, he realized that there was no other choice in his development plans. Without all of this, Cecil would have been wiped out before his rise. The southern border would have suffered heavy casualties when the Great Wall first appeared. The weak Ansu would not have been able to repair the hole at the edge of the wasteland of Gondor. The civil war and the subsequent divine calamity would have completely destroyed Ansu, followed by Typhon's annexation war.
By then, the killing efficiency of humans would be far greater than that of a divine calamity.
But he still shook his head and could not help but sigh. "I did not expect that our unconscious actions would cause the God of War to go crazy."
The next second, he heard Amoun's voice in his mind, with a gentle chuckle. "Ah … although all of this is related to you, you may have overestimated the impact of what you have done in the past few years on a god.
"The rapid deterioration of the God of War's condition should be a recent thing, but he was not driven mad by the 'war' you just mentioned. At best, you have only pushed the edge of the cliff a little, and made a seemingly insignificant acceleration. As far as I know … or guess, the madness of the God of War has suppressed his rationality since a long time ago. "
Gwen's expression changed instantly. He heard that the god of the past seemed to have some inside information. He immediately asked, "Why do you say so?"
"As I said before, the inclination of the War God determines that he is one of the Gods who is most likely to go crazy, and you mortals … You mortals are too good at changing, especially when it comes to changing your bottom line in the face of war. Ever since you started throwing stones at each other, the number of 'agreements' that you asked the War God to bear witness to was more than the number of things that any other god could bear witness to. However, through various excuses and schemes, you tore apart countless agreements without even looking for an excuse … "
Amoun spoke slowly, as if he was an indifferent spectator judging a play on the stage. There was no disgust in his voice, but there was no protection or.
"Businessmen still need to keep up appearances of honesty in the face of profit, but kings and lords can find ways to break agreements. Yes, they have asked the God of War to bear witness to those agreements, but they have already thought of a suitable way to break the agreement before praying, making everything look fair and reasonable, and even deceiving and touching themselves …
"So, mortals are almost 'schizophrenic' when it comes to war. Then, the God of War is schizophrenic too. Even if he was not in the beginning, he would quickly slide into this abyss."
Gwen could not help but look at Veronica, and from each other's eyes, they saw a complicated look.
"As a mortal, I don't seem to have anything to say," Veronica said softly. "The mortal race … is indeed full of contradictions and defects."
"Yes, so the civilization of mortals is also full of contradictions and defects, and the gods that mortals believe in are also full of contradictions and defects. This is a closed circle, and all of us, including the gods, are in this circle," Amoun said calmly. "But I can still see something shining in it. At least in any era, under any circumstances, there are 'people' trying to break this circle. Sometimes it's mortals, sometimes it's gods. This means that at least we are not willing to accept all of this."
Gwen looked at Amoun with a thoughtful expression. At this moment, he suddenly realized that this "God of Nature" was … more human than the last time he saw him. This gave him an inexplicable idea: the growth of humanity.
Perhaps, after a long three thousand years of fake death and the recent "changes," the former god's wait was finally about to bear fruit. He was removing the last shackles of divinity, and his humanity was growing. And this was no longer the humanity that countless mortals gathered and gave to him, but the "humanity" that truly belonged to Amoun himself …
Did Amoun notice this change himself?
Gwen had some guesses in his mind, but he did not say anything in the end. He just shook his head slightly and said, "Let's go back to the Goddess of Magic … Amoun, do you know where she is now?"
"Unfortunately, I can't help you in this regard," Amoun said. "The Realm of Shadows is a more complicated place than you think. It doesn't have a continuous space in the conventional sense. Deeper than here, it will appear disorderly and chaotic. Every mind that goes to the deepest part will take a different path. Therefore, except for the Goddess of Magic herself, no one will know where she is, and it's impossible to track her."
"So the Realm of Shadows has such a nature?" Gwen said with some surprise. Then he frowned. "So, we can give up the idea of finding the Goddess of Magic …"
"Why are you so obsessed with finding her?" Amoun asked rhetorically. "Has her escape caused great damage to you or your country? Or do you want to get something from a deity who has left the divine throne? "
As she spoke, the former god paused for a moment, before suddenly chuckling. "Ah, you seem to have been in contact with matters related to the gods, and also possess many relics and even remains related to the gods … Could it be that you have some sort of hobby in collecting such things?"
"No … of course not." Gwen suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He had seen Amoun's "sense of humor" last time, but until now, he was still not quite used to it. "It's just that a god has done such a big thing under my nose, I can't help but be a little concerned."
"Then control your curiosity. I suggest that you don't pay attention to this matter for the time being." Ah Mo 'en stopped smiling and advised him seriously. "You won't be able to find her, and she won't have any contact with mortals in the short term. I'm aware of your plan of disobedience, and in terms of results, making a god 'harmless' should be in line with your expectations. Then, you should let Milmina properly complete her isolation and self-purification … That would be the safest. "
"In fact, I thought so too … I accept your suggestion." Gwen thought for a moment and nodded. "But how long will she be isolated and purified like this? Will it take at least three thousand years like you? "
He knew the concept of time of these gods, which was basically similar to his concept of time when he was a satellite spirit, so he had to inquire in advance to see if this matter needed to be followed. If the Goddess of Magic was really going to find a place to sleep for three thousand years like Amoun, then he could almost put this matter to the back of his mind when he went back. At most, he could find something solid like a stone or a mithril plate, write a message on it, and then put it on the mountain, hoping that a hero or archaeologist thousands of years later would see it, and then look for the coffin of the Goddess of Magic to see if she was still alive …
Of course, there was a second plan, which was to live hard and strive to still be on the throne after three thousand years, and then wait for the Goddess of Magic to come out of a crack in the Realm of Shadows and say to her, "My Lady, guess if the times have changed …"
Of course, the premise of all this was that the mortal civilization had survived the magic wave and the Black Trap. Otherwise, everything would be a fantasy.
"I can't give you an answer, but I guess it won't take long. It may not even take long in the eyes of you mortals." Amoun's voice suddenly came, interrupting Gwen's thoughts. "She … Although it seems that she has taken a similar path as me, her escape is obviously more successful and thorough than mine. The aura I sensed on her has almost completely washed away her divinity. I don't know how she did it, but she obviously paid a great price … "
Listening to the information revealed by Amoun, Gwen suddenly thought of the 'escape route' of the Goddess of Magic this time.
She entered the Magic Net, and then sneaked into the deeper layer of the neural network at the risk of being captured by Naretil. According to Duwalter's later report, she also deliberately wandered in the chaotic area at the edge of the neural network for a long time. It was because of this last 'wandering' that she fell into Naretil's spider web and almost failed to escape …
As a deity who wanted to break free from the cycle and had planned for this for a long time, she would not do anything useless when carrying out the plan.
That was to say, the Magic Net and the neural network, especially the 'unconscious area' at the edge of the neural network, were very important to the Goddess of Magic. Some of their properties were the key to her success in breaking free from the chain!
Veronica obviously thought of the same thing as Gwen. She also fell into deep thought, and the changes in her and Gwen's expressions did not escape Amoun's keen eyes.
"It seems that you have some ideas?" Amoun was a little curious. "Can you tell me?"
Gwen looked at Amoun and nodded after a brief hesitation.
"We have built something called a 'neural network,'" he said. "It is made up of a large number of active human brain nodes and runs on human thinking, and at the edge of this network is a layer called —"
Before he finished, he suddenly heard Amoun's voice in his mind. "An unbiased thought?!"
Gwen looked at Amoun in surprise, his eyes slightly widened.
"So that's how it is … So that's how it is … What a thrilling and ingenious idea … First restore yourself to the state when you were born, and then wash away those shackles …" Amoun seemed to be greatly stimulated and said to himself, "As expected of a god in the field of magic, so reckless … but so lucky …"
The God of the Giant Deer was so excited that the glimmering light on his body suddenly flowed faster. A slight tremor appeared at the end of his limbs, and the body that had been motionless for three thousand years showed signs of movement. But in the next second, all the tremors stopped abruptly. The layers of shackles still firmly trapped him after all.
Gwen, on the other hand, was surprised that Amoun had thought of the characteristics of the boundary area of the neural network in an instant. Even the conclusion of 'unbiased thought' was far more accurate than the 'unconscious area' that Cecil's technicians had proposed, and it was also in line with the role it played in the previous Howling Incident.
He immediately understood a lot of things and said subconsciously, "You mean, the Goddess of Magic washed away her divinity and cut off the 'chains' by 'soaking' herself in the chaotic human thought?"
"Should be so … There's a high chance that this is the case," Amoun said to himself. "This is an effective idea …"
Veronica could not help but take a step forward and said in a somewhat hurried tone, "Then if this method is used on other gods …"
"The premise is that it can be used on other gods." Amoun seemed to have calmed down from his excitement, and his tone also calmed Gwen and Veronica down quickly. "Not every god can enter the magic net — Mirmina is the only god born from magic. And even if you think of a way to put 'unbiased thought' into practice, it should not have any effect on other gods. "
Gwen understood the first half of Amoun's words and agreed with him, but he was a little puzzled by the latter part. "Why not?"
"I want to ask first, how big is the 'neural network' that you mentioned? How many consciousnesses are supporting it? "
Gwen thought for a moment and said frankly, "It is actually still in its infancy … Although we are trying to promote it, at present, its peak operation is only tens of thousands of nodes …"
"That is the crux of the matter. The scale of the mortal ideology behind any god is not something a few dozen thousand nodes could compare to."
Veronica frowned. "Then why can the Goddess of Magic do it?"
"I guess, she must have 'starved' herself for a long time …" Amoun said leisurely.
Gwen: "…"
He thought of the uniqueness of Mirmina, the Goddess of Magic, and the "habit" of never responding to the prayers of believers, never sending down miracles, and only responding to the prayers of believers to a minimum.
As far as he knew, the goddess had been like this since thousands of years ago.
He shook his head and muttered to himself, "Well, it seems that she really has been 'starving' for a long time …"
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