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Chapter 972

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A sudden surge of magic energy nearby interrupted Gwen's train of thought. He quickly followed his perception and saw layers of pale golden halos suddenly emerging from the air. In the middle of the halos, the figure of the high-ranking dragon priest, Helagol, was gradually materializing.

The dragon priest completed the teleportation and then stepped onto the balcony from mid-air and came to Gwen.

"Mr. Helagol." Gwen looked at the Dragon priest with some surprise. "We just met yesterday. It seems that the Dragon God wants to talk to me again today?"

"He wants to meet you now," Helagol said bluntly. "If possible, let's go now."

Gwen was about to respond when Amber and Veronica came to the balcony. They also saw the high-ranking priest. Amber was a little surprised. "Eh? Isn't this the great priest? "

"Another invitation." Gwen smiled and nodded to the two. "You and Melita wait for me. I'll be back soon."

He then said a few words to Amber and Veronica before returning to Helagol. The uneasiness in his heart did not let him delay any longer. Soon, he left the balcony with Helagol's teleportation spell.

After the familiar feeling of space-time displacement, the light and shadow in front of Gwen gradually faded. He arrived at the upper sanctum at the top of the mountain. Helagol stood beside him. The corridor leading to the hall stretched straight ahead.

At the end of the corridor, the spacious, beautiful, and empty hall didn't seem to have changed much. The round table and refreshments used to entertain guests were still placed in the center of the hall, and the blonde Dragon God En Ya was quietly standing beside the round table, looking over in this direction with a gentle and calm gaze.

This time, Helagol did not wait in the corridor outside the hall. Instead, he followed Gwen into the hall and naturally stood behind the Dragon God like a servant.

Gwen came to the round table, nodded slightly to the god in front of him, and then sat down naturally. But before he could ask about the situation, the Dragon God had taken the initiative to break the silence. "You should return to the Lolun Continent."

Gwen was stunned for a moment. The Dragon God's words sounded like an abrupt and blunt order to leave. But soon he realized something. "Something wrong?"

The Dragon God did not answer directly. Instead, he said faintly, "You have what you need to do … You are needed there now."

Almost instantly, Gwen felt that his uneasiness since last night had finally been confirmed. He had an impulse to leave Tarlonde immediately. Apparently, the god sitting opposite him had already expected this. He smiled faintly and said, "I will arrange for Melita to send you back to Lolun. But you don't have to worry. We still have some time. At least, we can talk for a while."

Gwen had suppressed the impulse in his heart. At the same time, he had already thought that if the situation in the Lolun Continent had changed drastically, the Dragon God would certainly not have taken his time to invite him for a chat. Since he had invited him here instead of directly "throwing" them back to the Lolun Continent with a teleportation magic, it meant that there was still some room for the situation.

Thinking of this, a hint of curiosity arose in his heart. "What are we talking about today?"

"Just one thing." The Dragon God's eyes fell on Gwen. "I want to talk to you about … the final ending of mortals and gods."

"The final ending of mortals and gods?" Gwen looked at the opposite side with some doubts. "You mean …"

The Dragon God's eyes were serious. He looked into Gwen's eyes. "We already know several futures of mortals and gods on this planet. The Voyagers chose to destroy all the gods who went out of control. The civilizations that perished in the Black Trap were destroyed by their own gods. There were also unfortunate civilizations that could not even withstand natural disasters like the Demonic Tide. In the process of development, they went to the end of the road with their own gods. And the last one … Tarlonde's Eternal Cradle.

"Gawain Cecil, Extraterrestrial Wanderer. That's all I've seen in the past 1.87 million years. I've seen the development of mortals and gods on this spiral path that's constantly intertwined with each other. But now I want to hear your opinion. In your opinion … is there another future between mortals and gods, a future … that no one has ever walked before? "

Gwen's hand that was reaching for the oak cup on the table could not help but stop.

This was an unexpected question, and it was a question that he found extremely difficult to answer. He did not even think that there would be an answer to this question, because even the gods could not predict the development trajectory of civilization. How could he accurately describe it?

But the Dragon God was still looking at him very seriously. As a god, he even showed an unexpected expectation at this moment.

Perhaps … the Dragon God really thought that Gwen, an "extraterrestrial wanderer," could bring him some answers that were beyond the cruel rules of this world.

Gwen still picked up the oak cup and tasted the liquid in the cup. His mind was gradually opening up. He wanted to answer this question seriously, and in the midst of thinking, he finally got an answer.

"Even the gods can't be omniscient and omnipotent, let alone me. So I can't accurately describe or predict a picture of the future to you." He looked at the Dragon God and said his answer. "But in my opinion, maybe we shouldn't stuff all of this into a seamless' framework. ' The relationship between gods and mortals, the future of gods and mortals, all of this … shouldn't be 'predestined,' and there shouldn't be a predetermined position and 'standard solution.' "

The Dragon God looked at him and said, "I don't understand what you mean."

"Specific examples, specific analysis, liberate the mind, be realistic — respect the objective facts, follow the objective laws." Gwen said what he had been thinking for a long time, and until now, it was just a vague direction of thought. "In my opinion, since the existence of gods is an objective fact, and your birth and operation are also an objective fact, then we can't look at this matter in a dogmatic way, but should respect the objective laws of all of this.

"The Voyager chose to destroy all gods that had gone out of control. It was decided by the situation at the time, and the civilization in the Black Trap would perish together with the gods. It was decided by the laws of nature, but there is no law of nature that dictates that all gods can only walk one path, nor is there any evidence that the laws of nature that we know are all the laws of this world.

"Amoun the Giant Deer destroyed his divine position through the 'Fall of the White Star' incident, and then faked his death to continuously reduce his connection with the chains of faith. Now, he has succeeded.

"The Goddess of Magic, Mirmina, has left her divine position and used the non-directional ideology to reshape herself. She is now close to success.

"There is a new god called the 'Upper Narrator.' After a series of complicated events, he has now broken free from the chains …

"These examples, the process seems to be unreproducible, but their existence in itself proves one thing: there is indeed another way.

"This is my opinion — gods and mortals can be enemies, or they can coexist. They can conflict for a short period of time, or they can reach a balance under certain conditions. The key is how to achieve them in a rational, logical, and not dogmatic way.

"I am not the Voyager, nor am I a rebel of the Kingdom of Gondor in the past, so I don't think that all gods must be destroyed. On the contrary, after learning more and more of the truth, I have a certain respect for gods and even … existences.

"Because no matter what the end result is, at least in the long history of the rise of civilization from ignorance to the rise of civilization, the gods have always protected mortals. Just like your first story, the slow-witted mother, is still a mother.

"But on the other hand, I also have to prioritize the survival of the mortal world. So, in the face of the gods who cannot coexist, and in the face of the 'mad gods' who have lost control, we still only have one choice …"

Gwen paused for a moment, and the Dragon God showed a thoughtful look. After a brief moment of thought, he broke the silence. "So, you neither want to end the myth nor maintain it. You don't want to choose opposition, and you don't want to simply coexist. You want to build a dynamic system that adjusts with reality in real time to replace fixed dogma. And you also think that even if the relationship between gods and mortals is maintained, civilization can still move forward …"

"Amoun is still alive, but Druil technology has almost overthrown more than half of the classical dogma. Mirmina is also still alive, and we are studying how to use the external nervous system to break through the traditional spellcasting elements," Gwen said. "Of course, these are just small steps, but since these steps can be taken, it means that this direction is feasible —"

"It is only temporarily feasible," the Dragon God said quietly. "Have you ever thought that this balance is actually short-lived and fragile in the eyes of the gods? Take what you said as an example, if people rebuild Druil or magic and reconstruct the worship system, then these 'transgressions' that are currently going smoothly will still come to an abrupt end …"

"Even if Amoun and Mirmina completely fall, as long as the mortals rebuild their faith, there will still be a new God of Nature and God of Magic born," Gwen said without hesitation. "So the key to the problem is not the gods, but the people."

"… Interesting way of putting it," the Dragon God said slowly. "So how are you going to solve this' the key to the problem is the people 'problem?"

"Broaden the wisdom of the people — that's what I am doing," Gwen said without hesitation. "Replacing ignorance with reason is the most effective way at this stage. If everyone in the world knows the principle of the chain before it is formed, then the chain will not be formed. "

"It's not as easy as it sounds." The Dragon God suddenly laughed, but there was no hint of mockery in that smile. "You know what? You are not the first person to think of doing this. "

Gwen did not speak, but just looked at the Dragon God quietly.

"The last person who realized that the wisdom of the people could fight against the chain was a leader of the civilization of the last century. Before that, the person who tried to use the wisdom of the people to fight against the chain was a thinker about a million years ago. There were four … or five great mortals who also realized some 'principles' like you and tried to initiate change through action …

"But unfortunately, these great people did not succeed."

Gwen listened to the calm narration of the Dragon God. These were secrets that no one knew except for some ancient existences, and things that the mortals of the current era could not imagine. But in a sense, it was not beyond his expectations.

One million eight hundred and seventy thousand years — there would always be warriors, and there would always be other wise men and heroes.

Perhaps Hao Ren's overly calm performance surprised the Dragon God. The latter paused after the narration and continued, "So, do you think you can succeed?"

"I want to confirm a question first. Did they fail because there was a problem with the path itself?"

"… I don't know, because no one walked to the end. They started too late, so no one could see what the end result of this path would be."

"So the path is still there." Gwen smiled. "Someone has to walk it. Maybe there are other paths in the world, but unfortunately, mortals are a creature with limited power and wisdom. We can't walk every path, and can only choose one path to try. I choose to try this path. If it succeeds, it will be great. If it fails, I only hope that someone else will have the chance to find another way. "

The Dragon God quietly looked at Gwen, and the latter quietly responded to the gaze of the god.

"I am surprised." The Dragon God finally smiled and shook his head. "In fact, at first I thought you would choose the path of the Voyagers. You have a close relationship with those legacies, and you are most likely to dig out power from those legacies, or even call that powerful fleet back. But in all your thoughts, those legacies never appeared."

"The Voyagers have left. Whether they will come back or not, I would rather assume that they will not come back," Gwen said frankly. "They … are indeed powerful, so powerful that the mortals of this planet are in awe of them. But in my opinion, their path may not be suitable for any race other than them.

"I did consider digging out some power from those legacies, but after learning about the things that happened one million eight hundred and seventy thousand years ago, I realized one thing —

"Some things, once missed, are missed. Mortals can only rely on their own strength in the end. In the end, they still have to find their own path."

A faint holy light floated over the hall, and a faint ethereal echo came from a place that seemed to be far away.

The Dragon God smiled and did not make any comments or ask any questions. He just pointed to the desserts on the table. "Eat some. You can't eat it anywhere other than Tarlonde."

Gwen did not refuse. He tasted a few pieces of unknown pastries and then stood up.

"I should leave," he said. "Thank you for your hospitality."

"I am glad to have the opportunity to talk to someone like this." The elegant and beautiful goddess also stood up. "I can't remember the last time I talked to someone like this."

"Actually, it was just yesterday." Gwen's heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to joke with the goddess. "And you talked to me."

For the first time, the Dragon God was stunned.

The next second, he laughed in an exceptionally joyful manner.

It was a happy smile from the bottom of his heart, completely different from the previous holy but indifferent, gentle but distant smile.

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