When Eutinia came to her, Aiguin was quite curious, because she didn't know what she could do to help a mortal god.
Eutinia didn't say anything and just asked her to come with her, so Aiguin followed obediently.
After following Eutinia into her hut by the woods, Aiguin was stunned.
The hut looked ordinary on the surface, but the space inside was surprisingly large!
Even more miraculously, Aegwynn felt as though she was in the middle of the starry sky. Planets were drifting around her, and dreamy starry ribbons were slowly swaying in the air. From time to time, she could see some planets suddenly crumbling, some burning planets (stars) suddenly becoming dazzlingly bright, or rapidly dimming and collapsing …
However, the strange thing was that only one corner of the starry sky in the room was bright, and the rest of the place was dark, without the slightest sense of beauty.
Aiguin couldn't figure out why Eutinia was dressed like this.
"Sit."
Where should she sit?
Aegwynn looked down and found that a chair that was emitting light had appeared beside her. It was made up of the starlight in the air.
She carefully touched it and found that the starlight had really become tangible.
After sitting down, Aiguin asked curiously, "Now can you tell me what I can help you with?"
"Use God's Arrival," Eutinia said straightforwardly.
"I want to contact Nisclare through the power of your God's Descent." Eutinia said straightforwardly.
"Why?"
Aiguin was startled. "Are there no means of communication between gods?"
Eutinia shook her head. "Of course there are, but the situation is special now, so I can't use that method. The 'noise' caused by your God's Arrival is still within the permitted range."
Aiguin didn't understand the special situation, nor did she understand the noise. She suddenly felt that she was stupid …
"I see. Do you want to start now?"
Eutinia nodded, and a thought flashed through her mind, and the room was completely sealed.
After Aiguin calmly recited the prayer, the power of Gaia came and fell on her. At this moment, Eutinia suddenly appeared in front of her and pointed her finger at her forehead.
Aiguin only felt a small but invincible power pouring into her body, and the next moment she lost consciousness.
Then Eutinia withdrew her hand and stood there quietly, waiting for something.
After a while, an invisible will fell from the sky and entered Aiguin's body.
When she opened her eyes again, it was Gaia Nisclare, or rather, part of her will. After all, the channel opened by Aiguin's God's Arrival could only allow a part of her will to descend.
Nisclare looked at Eutinia calmly. "I know what you want to ask, but the answer is clear. Don't worry."
Eutinia raised an eyebrow. "You think there's no need to worry? Because of you, he came into contact with the astral plane too early. I can only let nature take its course and tell him how to use the power of the astral plane. This is likely to lead to an uncertain future! "
Nisclare was still very indifferent. "All of this is inevitable. If he wants to obtain the power to resist the invasion of Chaos, he must use the resources and power of the astral plane. Otherwise, with just Prandal resources, it is impossible to support future development."
"It's too early. It's really too early."
Eutinia lowered her eyes. "It's not a good thing to come into contact with the astral plane too early. They can't control their own will very well. Mortals can easily let their imaginations run wild. Once an accident happens, the consequences will be irreversible."
"It's not early anymore …"
Nisclare sighed and looked at the star chart in the room. "How long has it been since you last looked at the stars of the prime material plane?"
Eutinia shook her head. "Unlike you, I'm in the prime material plane. Too much attention will easily attract them. I can only distract myself as much as possible."
Nisclare was silent for a moment. She raised her hand and gently wiped it. Then, on the star chart in the room, a part of the sky suddenly extinguished. Large areas of stars rapidly cooled and collapsed, turning into white dwarfs, neutron stars, and even black holes …
In the blink of an eye, a quarter of the originally bright starry sky darkened.
"This is the current situation."
Nisclare slowly said, "The corruption of Chaos is accelerating. At the current rate, in less than forty years, the sky of Prandal will become pitch black."
After a pause, she added, "Or even sooner."
Forty years!
After a moment of silence, Eutinia said, "Your confidence is a bit too much … In only forty years, what makes you think he has the ability to create an army that can resist the creatures of Chaos? He doesn't even have the ability to lead these people away from this planet. He doesn't have enough knowledge. He's just a lucky person who was chosen. That's all. "
"No one has the confidence."
Nisclare's eyes drooped, and a trace of sadness flashed across her face. "But now, we have no other choice. If we fail this time, we won't even have the chance to restart our civilization."
The room fell into silence.
"Forty years … Less than forty years …"
Eutinia clenched her fists. "The remnants of the previous generation (referring to the gnomes and goblins) who had their bodies weakened and wisdom strengthened by genetic modification were the most likely to succeed. But who would have thought that they would get the technology of tearing space in advance? The energy storm gushing out of the astral plane not only returned everything to its original state, but also attracted the attention of the creatures of Chaos … Even now, they still haven't recovered the technology that their ancestors once mastered! "
"Although they have learned from the lessons of the previous generation and have made enough adjustments and attempts, there are still many problems."
"The largest number of sub-intelligent creatures have no potential. No sparks of intelligence have been born in the past ten thousand years, and they can only be the cheapest labour force …"
"The genetic hybrid species (orcs) proposed by Caloma River have strong reproductive ability, but they have natural defects. They have been in the clan society for a long time, and their development potential is insufficient …"
"The aquatic species (bright-scaled nagas and nut-wave murlocs) proposed by Anita Lyle are limited by the sea, and it is difficult for them to set their sights on the stars …"
"The underground species (dwarves and dark elves) that you and Aetanox created respectively have the same problem …"
"Now it seems that the humans, who originally had a balanced reproductive ability and comprehensive potential, were very promising, but the power (magic power) that you gave in advance and your personal guidance affected the direction of their development. So far, they have not been able to leave this planet and have been playing house here. You seem to be immersed in the fun of being a nanny and have forgotten the danger …"
"And now, the 'firewall' (elves) has been infected and has lost the ability to self-purify, and the 'insurance' (Dragons) has almost been eroded and caused a direct collapse …"
"The situation is so bad now, and you say that there are only forty years left! This time is not even enough for the races on this planet to reproduce for a few generations. How many life forms on this planet can be useful now? 500 million? 1 billion? Counting all the races, I will give an optimistic number: 1.5 billion! "
"1.5 billion people, in forty years, with full reproduction, how many useful adults can be produced? And the time may be even shorter. If there is an emergency, there will be fewer people available. "
"What's more, not every individual is willing to reproduce. Even if they are, not everyone can safely give birth to offspring. The reproduction method of using the body to give birth to offspring is too risky, so I was very much in favor of the split-reproduction method that Bain Cadra proposed. It is fast, efficient, safe, and reliable."
"Even if the fertility rate goes up, with the current population base, how large an industrial base can it support? How strong a military force can it have? How many military talents can it give birth to? How many living forces can it consume to fight against Chaos? "
"If there is one percent, don't thank us so-called gods, just thank the heavens."
"And the enemy they have to face? It is the darkness that is about to devour this world and this universe. "
Eutinia's eyes were cold. Although she was facing a superior god, she, a lower god, did not flinch at all. "Give up. This world is hopeless. The Creator has disappeared. Why should we continue to save this world? Use the remaining time to think about how to leave this world. If we really can't abandon these creations, then think of a way to take this planet with us. "
Nisclaire had been silent. What Eutinia said was very reasonable, but …
"If we could leave this place, we would have left long ago."
Nisclaire said faintly, "Don't you understand … From the day we obtained 'authority,' we were already bound to this world …"
The corner of Eutinia's mouth trembled as she scolded without any grace, "This damn authority!"
"So, it's not that we don't want to leave, it's that we can't leave."
Nisclaire sighed and said, "So, saving this world is also saving us. And now, our only hope is him."
"We look forward to the collision of different civilizations and different ideas of the two worlds to produce new hope. Although our opinions were contradictory, at least now it seems that he has shown the corresponding value, hasn't he?"
"But he is just an ordinary person. He is not omnipotent. We put our hopes on him, but we can't completely rely on him."
"So, where it is within our power, we will help him to develop more smoothly."
She smiled. "If he wants to develop, he will have to come into contact with the resources of the Astral Plane sooner or later. But now, time is tight, and there is not so much time for him to slowly explore by himself. So, there is nothing wrong with you telling him certain tricks. Or rather, you have helped us solve a big problem. We were still thinking about how to tell him this shortcut."
"We don't expect him to save the whole world. As long as he can save Prandal, that is enough."
"What we need is a sample that can succeed."
"Otherwise, no matter how many civilizations are restarted, they will only end up as nourishment for Chaos."
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