Gwen stood in the depths of the vortex, and this cold, dead, and strange world was still beside him, as if it had not changed for millions of years.
A human was as insignificant as a speck of dust on this battlefield.
He looked up and saw the Giant Dragons flying in the sky surrounding the metal tower, forming circles of rings. The flames, frost, and lightning released by the Giant Dragons were all frozen in the air, and all of this was distorted by the spherical shell that looked like broken glass.
Are those dragons still alive? Had they already died in the real history, or were they really frozen in this time and space? Or were they still alive in the outside world, carrying the memories of this battlefield in some place?
Gwen suddenly had a lot of thoughts and guesses in his heart, but the uneasiness of the current situation did not allow him to have the leisure to think about those things that were too far away. He forcibly controlled his emotions, first keeping calm, and then looking for something that could help him get out of the current situation in this strange 'battlefield ruins'.
This frozen space-time was obviously abnormal. The violent core of the Eternal Storm could not naturally have such an independent space, and since it existed, it meant that there was some kind of power that maintained this place. Although Gwen could not guess the principle behind this, he felt that if he could find the 'dimensional point' in this space, he might be able to make some changes to the current situation.
Anyway, there was no other way.
With this little bit of hope in his heart, Gwen cheered himself up and continued to look for a route that could get him closer to the metal tower in the center of the vortex.
The surrounding ruins and illusory flames were stacked layer by layer, but it was not without gaps. He just needed to choose the direction carefully because the waves and ruins in the center of the vortex were intricate like a three-dimensional maze, and he had to be careful not to get completely lost in it.
And in the process of continuing to move toward the center of the vortex, he could not help but look back at the huge 'attackers' around him.
Those 'attackers', who were as big as hills, had different shapes and had all kinds of strong symbolic characteristics, like a group of shocking sculptures, surrounded the still vortex, maintaining a certain posture for a moment. Although they were no longer moving, Gwen could feel a palpitating pressure, endless malice, and almost frenzied desire to attack from those terrifying and violent forms. He did not know why such a fierce battle broke out between these attackers and the defending Dragons, but one thing was certain: this was a fierce battle with no room for retreat.
Gwen had actually vaguely guessed the identity of those attackers, after all, he had some experience in this aspect, but in the absence of evidence, he chose not to make any conclusions.
If he could still safely reach Tarlonde, he hoped to find some answers there.
After a short rest and thinking, he withdrew his gaze and continued to move toward the center of the vortex.
He had already seen a possible route — it was a steel beam that extended from the armor plate on the side of the metal tower. It was probably the skeleton of some kind of support structure, but it had been completely broken by the attackers. One end of the skeleton was still connected to a platform on the tower, and the other end had fallen into the sea, and the landing point was not far from Gwen's current position.
It was very wide and thick, and its size was enough to act as a bridge, allowing Gwen to reach the center of the vortex.
After shuttling through the illusory flames, the solidified waves, and the solidified wreckage for a while, Gawain confirmed that his carefully chosen direction and route were correct. He came to the end of the 'bridge' that was submerged in the sea. Looking along the wide metal surface, he saw that the road leading to the metal tower was unobstructed.
Before stepping on the "bridge", Gwen first calmed himself down and then tried to make himself as focused as possible. He first tried to communicate with his satellite and the Firmament Station, and confirmed that both connections were normal. Although he was currently in the "field of vision" that the satellite and the space station could not monitor, at least it gave him some peace of mind.
Then, he turned his attention back to the place in front of him and began to look for something nearby that could resonate with him. It could be another Voyager's relic, an ancient facility, or another Eternal Slate.
He still remembered how he fell. It was when he suddenly sensed the resonance of the Voyager's relic from the eye of the Eternal Storm and heard the 'poem'. Now that he had fallen into the eye of the storm, if his perception was not an illusion, he should have found something that resonated with him in the eye of the storm.
Maybe that was the key to changing the situation.
After a few minutes of concentration, Gwen suddenly opened his eyes.
He did feel it, and as he expected, the resonance came from the direction of the metal tower, which was also the center of the vortex, the entire still space, and the entire Eternal Storm.
Gwen stepped forward and did not hesitate to step on the "bridge" that connected the sea and the metal tower. He quickly ran in the direction of the higher level of the tower.
With the road ahead unimpeded, it did not take long for Gwen to run across the seemingly long ramp. Even if he was slightly slowed down by the vague "resonance", Gwen soon reached the other end of the metal skeleton. Near a protruding structure outside the tower, the massive metal structure was broken in half, and the broken skeleton was placed on a platform that surrounded the outer wall of the tower. This was the highest point that Gwen could reach on foot.
He jumped down from the metal skeleton that resembled a bridge and onto the slightly slanted platform. Then, while maintaining his perception of "resonance," he looked around curiously.
This massive metal structure was the most curious part of the entire battlefield. Although it looked like a tower, Gwen was sure that this "tower" had nothing to do with the "towers" left behind by the Voyager. It did not have the style of the Voyager's creation, and it did not give Gwen any sense of familiarity or resonance. He guessed that this metal structure was probably built by the Dragons hovering in the sky, and it was very important to the Dragons, which was why they would protect this place with their lives. But … what was the use of this thing?
He reached out and touched the steel shell on one side of him. It was cold to the touch. He could not tell what material it was made of, but he was sure that the technology required to build it was beyond the reach of human civilization. He looked around but couldn't find the entrance to this mysterious' tower '. Therefore, he couldn't explore its interior.
He came to the edge of the platform and looked down. It was a dizzying angle, but for Gwen, who was used to looking down from a high altitude, this angle was kind of friendly.
The first thing he saw was the static vortex below the tower. Then he saw the broken wreckage in the vortex and the blazing flames caused by the battle between the two sides. The seawater in the whirlpool area was muddy due to the violent turbulence and pollution from the war. This made it difficult for Gawain to determine what the part of the metal tower that was submerged in the sea looked like from the whirlpool, but he could still vaguely make out a large shadow.
The part buried in the sea was probably larger than the part above the sea, and it had a more complex structure that expanded to both sides.
Perhaps this was not a "tower" — it was just the part above the sea that looked like a tower. As for what it really looked like … probably no one would ever know.
Gwen frowned and looked away. He guessed the purpose of the Giant Dragon building this thing, and the most likely one was … probably a weapon.
After thinking about the possible uses of this weapon, Gwen could not help but laugh self-deprecatingly and shook his head. He whispered to himself, "Could it be an intercontinental nuclear missile launch tower …"
Needless to say, with the size of the dragons themselves, they would probably need to build an intercontinental nuclear bomb of that size …
With these words popping up in his mind, Gawain felt that the pressure and nervousness in his heart had been further relieved. After all, he was also a human, and he would still be nervous and stressed in such a situation. After his emotions were calmed down, he began to carefully sense where the 'resonance' from the Voyager's relic came from.
Judging from his perception, it seemed to be very close, maybe even within a hundred meters.
Gawain walked on the platform that circled the giant tower, searching for anything suspicious in his line of sight. After bypassing a pillar that blocked his line of sight, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
There was indeed something suspicious in his line of sight.
A figure was standing at the edge of the platform in front of him, not moving at all.
Gwen tensed up for a moment. This was the first time he saw a "person" in this place, but then he relaxed a little because he found that the figure was in a state of stillness like everything else in this space.
Gwen clenched the longsword in his hand and walked slowly in a cautious manner toward the figure. Of course, the figure did not respond. Until Gwen was less than three meters away, the figure was still standing quietly on the edge of the platform.
It was a tall middle-aged man. Although he was covered in a layer of dim blue like everything else here, Gwen could still see that he was wearing a gorgeous and magnificent robe. The robe was decorated with exquisite patterns that did not belong to human civilization and was decorated with unknown metal and gemstone ornaments, showing the special status of the owner. The middle-aged man had a handsome and perfect face, with short blond hair that was dim but still visible, and a pair of golden vertical pupils that stared into the distance with unwavering determination.
Vertical pupils?
Gwen immediately noticed this detail and realized that the middle-aged man in front of him should be a Giant Dragon in human form.
This was because he had seen a similar feature on Melita. Although Miss Proxy's eyes looked no different from ordinary humans when she was in human form, when she was in a special state (for example, when Gawain asked her a question that required a lot of information and caused her to lose control), her eyes would also show this vertical pupil state.
Gawain calmed himself down. Although he was a little surprised when he saw this' figure ', he was now certain that the unique resonance was indeed coming from this middle-aged man … or perhaps it was coming from some item he was carrying on him.
After careful observation, Gwen's eyes fell on a small inconspicuous amulet in the middle-aged man's hand.
The amulet gave him a very strong sense of familiarity. At the same time, although it was in a static state, there was still some light on its surface, and all of this was undoubtedly a unique feature of the Voyager's legacy.
Gwen frowned. After some thought and consideration, he slowly reached out and was ready to touch the amulet.
He would not take the amulet from the middle-aged man, but he at least tried to establish a connection with the amulet to see if he could get some information from it to help him judge the situation in front of him.
…
The goddess sitting on the holy throne abruptly opened her eyes. Storms and lightning seemed to be surging in her glowing vertical pupils.
The high-ranking dragon priest who was standing beside the Holy Throne instantly felt the indescribable pressure of the gods. He could not support his body and immediately prostrated himself on the ground. His forehead almost touched the ground. "My Lord, what happened?"
Enya's eyes fell on Helagol. In just two seconds, the latter's soul was on the verge of being torn apart, but the goddess withdrew her gaze in time and took a gentle breath.
The surging light in her eyes was forcibly calmed down by her.
Helagol heard the voice of the goddess in his ears. "Nothing. Go and prepare for the welcoming ceremony. Our guests are approaching.
"I'll leave everything to you. I have to leave for a while."
As soon as the voice trailed off, the goddess's breath quickly disappeared. Helagol looked up in confusion, but only saw the empty holy throne and the faint golden halo above the holy throne.
…
The chaotic light and shadows before his eyes were moving and regrouping wildly. The voices and information that suddenly rushed into his mind almost made Gwen lose consciousness. But soon he felt that the 'uninvited guests' in his mind were quickly eliminated, and his mind and vision gradually became clear.
In a few seconds, he regained the ability to think normally, and then subconsciously wanted to pull his hand back. He still remembered that he tried to touch the amulet, and the moment he touched it, he was attacked by a large number of chaotic light and shadows and a massive amount of information that rushed into his mind.
But before he pulled his hand back, Gwen suddenly realized that the surrounding environment seemed to have changed.
He heard the faint sound of waves and wind coming from afar, and felt that his vision gradually stabilized, and there was a dim sky in the distance.
Amber's cheerful voice was heard from the side. "Wow! We are on the other side of the storm! "
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