Chapter 1088 Memory of the Age of Gods
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With the brilliant sunlight crossing the ridgeline of the mountains on the east side, the giant sun gradually rose to the highest point in the sky, and a hazy halo spread around the gaseous crown with faint lines. In this round of brilliant giant sun Under the light, even the barren wasteland border seems to be infused with powerful vitality, and the distant mountains and rivers and nearby vegetation all look bright under the sun——Bersetia looked up at the sky, her platinum eyes There seemed to be a thin layer of golden light rippling around the edge of her pupils, then she looked away and nodded slightly to Gao Wen beside her: "The results of the weather control team are good. It seems that the sunny weather can last for many days."
Gao Wen looked not far away, the convoy from the direction of the town was arriving at the edge of the venue one after another, some representatives had already left the vehicle, and were heading to the designated waiting place under the arrangement of the guides - most of them looked A little bit confused, because this bare place is really not like a place for such a grand event. There are only sparse wild flowers and weeds under the feet, and there are only savage woodlands and shrubs in the distance. Farther away, you can only see stones and barren mountains. For those who are coming For the big shots attending the meeting, this is probably completely different from the upper-level gathering place they had imagined.
There is no red carpet, no music, no guard of honor, and of course no gorgeous dome and magnificent tables and chairs. This is no longer a matter of simplicity.
But those who can come here are not ordinary people after all. For them, there is still some self-cultivation and patience. Therefore, even if they are confused or even have some doubts, the representatives who have arrived at the scene have not shown it for the time being. They are patient. Waiting for the follow-up, and many people's eyes have fallen on the open ground where the elves are. Some of them saw the Silver Queen, and their eyes became more and more stable.
"We should let these people who are safe in the safe zone come to the border of the wasteland to see for themselves," Gawain glanced at the representatives in the distance, and muttered softly, "If you don't see the barrenness here with your own eyes, They'll probably never realize that an apocalyptic disaster is 'frozen' around them."
"I guessed what you were thinking when I learned that you were going to arrange the conference site at Wasteland Monitoring Station No. 112," Belsetia said softly with a smile, "Arranging the conference site here is not just It is to reflect neutrality and fairness in the process of negotiating between Cecil and Typhon - there are many neutral areas between the two countries, and the outposts set up by the elves in the north are not all on the border of the wasteland, but you have chosen to be far away from the magnificent wall. nearest place."
She raised her head and glanced at the representatives who looked calm in the distance, but many of them had already frowned and looked at the filthy clouds above the wasteland of Gondor in the distance.
"However, bringing these people who are accustomed to the safe zone so close to the wasteland...does it put a little more pressure on them? After all, even the soldiers in the outpost will not be casual when they are free. active in the wilderness."
"I believe in the security measures at the venue, not to mention that we have some 'new members' with exceptionally strong fighting power also at the scene," Gao Wen smiled slightly, "under the premise of ensuring safety, let everyone breathe the air at the border of the wasteland Good for the mental health of all.”
"...You are right," Belsetia nodded lightly, "ah, it's time."
"Let's prepare the venue." Gawain nodded, and at the same time, the elf servants standing beside him and Belsetia also signaled to the magicians who were broadcasting live not far away—all magicians The internet terminal focused the crystal on the Silver Queen and the huge rune stone for a moment, and the next moment, Belsetia put her hand on the surface of the huge stone covered with runes.
Tremblingly huge magic power was injected into the boulder in an instant, and the spell models stored in the ancient rune array were constructed and filled with magic power in an instant, and those runes shimmering on the surface of the stone were like stars that burst suddenly Lighted up in patches,
Under the traction of huge magic power, there was a whistling sound like a raging wave coming from the sky—almost everyone looked at the sky subconsciously, and they saw that a large-scale azure cyclone had formed out of thin air. The boulder is slowly rotating at the center, and the inside of the cyclone is full of thunder. Under the thunder and the cyclone, countless shadowy phantoms gradually take shape between the sky and the earth. An awe-inspiring majesty!
Everyone was awed by this almost heaven and earth vision. Those representatives who were paying attention to the wasteland a moment ago had completely forgotten what they were thinking in the last second. They looked at those who were constantly emerging from the air The ancient illusion came out. In the illusion, they saw the moss-covered stone pillar, the simple and solemn stone platform, and the vines spanning the top of the stone pillar... And these illusions gradually descended from the sky, and when they touched the earth, there was an earthquake-like roar And vibrations were produced, and the phantoms turned into entities one by one, and the original ground wriggled as if it had life, and quickly merged with those phantoms from an unknown ancient era.
The large-scale open-air meeting place has descended, spanning all the years in the elves' history, crossing the boundary between extinction and existence, and descending from a long-forgotten space to the main material world—surrounded by dozens of towering stone pillars Around the huge circular platform, the stone pillars are covered with moss, and the tops of the stone pillars are intertwined with vines. Under the stone pillars are arranged circular tables and chairs, which are also carved from huge stones. The top hangs down, and on those curtains that turn from virtual to real, there are huge national emblems-the emblems of every participating member state are impressively listed among them.
Beneath the Ring of Oath, all the flags are of equal rank—or so it should be on the scene.
Belsetia was standing in the center of the stone ring. The huge square rune stone beside her had sunk into the ground. In its place was a small clear spring. The reflection in the clear spring came from nowhere. a clear sky.
All magic network terminals captured the spectacular scene at this moment, and the corresponding images were quickly spread throughout the neural network...
...
In the courtyard of the rebellious fortress, in the dark and chaotic broken space, the giant deer Amorn is lying quietly among the wreckage of the ruins. His eyes are filled with holy light. The former goddess of magic, Mirmina, is Squat down beside him, and look at the large magic net terminal not far away with him.
The crystal above the terminal is shining brightly, and the clear holographic projection is showing a scene from afar, and there is an excited voice constantly explaining the situation outside the screen: "... now we are bringing you the real-time scene of the conference site, The Silver Queen Belsetia is summoning the ancient 'Oath Stone Ring' into our world, and the energy field has unfolded..."
"This is really powerful..." Mirmina looked at the picture in the holographic projection, with a hint of exclamation in her tone, "They can use the power of magic to do these things... Although the principle is not difficult to understand, but Their thinking really surprised me..."
"This shows that it is really wise for you to get out in time - within the jurisdiction of magic, mortals have done things that surprised you, the 'Goddess of Magic', this is not a big risk, similar risks accumulate It will become a real crisis," Amoen said lightly, "God of War is so crazy."
Mirmina shook her head immediately: "He's out of his mind, I'm different from him."
Amoen thought for a while: "...then you go back?"
Mirmina seemed startled for a moment, and then changed the subject very bluntly: "... Hey, watch the show... This queen's summoning spell is amazing, I've never seen it before, this is your Drew In the Iraqi system..."
The giant deer god next to her didn't respond, and Mirmina felt a little puzzled. She turned her head, but saw Amoen staring at the picture in the holographic projection, and there was a glimmer of light in her crystal-like eyes. Indefinite.
"Amon? What's wrong with you?"
Over the magic net terminal not far away, the quaint and magnificent oath stone ring has entered the main material world. The stone pillars are covered with vicissitudes of moss and vines. The water pool in the center of the ring is sparkling, and the sky reflected in the water is clear. The ground was reflected in Amoen's eyes—the voice of the goddess of magic rang twice before the giant deer Amoen broke the silence softly: "This place... I remember it, I didn't expect them to remember it too..."
"You mean this 'Oath Stone Ring'?" Mirmina quickly reacted, she looked back at the holographic projection in mid-air, and her eyes fell on Amorn again, "Does this have something to do with you?"
"In ancient times, when I first developed self-awareness, it was between those stone pillars..." Amoen's voice sounded ethereal, as if he had traveled through eternal time, "That was the original sacrificial site of the Druids. .”
"Do you still remember things so early?" Mirmina was surprised, "I only remember that when I first became self-aware, everything was vague... I don't have any impression at all."
"We are all different. You don't remember when you were just born, but I remember it fairly clearly," Amon said slowly, "I remember that they were not stable in their new homeland at that time, and many elves had no I can only live a primitive life in the forest. I don’t know how they spent their first days. When I woke up, they had built such a sacrificial site deep in the forest, and they were celebrating Looking forward to the first bumper harvest, praying for a good weather in the second year...
"I still remember that they lit a lot of bonfires and put a lot of tributes. A girl in an exaggerated and weird costume stood by and kept repeating that it was the blessing of the gods, which reversed the disastrous weather and brought good harvests and safety..."
"Ah, then you remember a lot of details," Mirmina couldn't help but said, "You even remember the ceremony at that time."
"But I don't have any impression of what they said, I just feel very confused," Amoen said in a low and pleasant voice, "I don't understand why those little creatures are so enthusiastic, I don't know why they suddenly looked at me I began to kneel down in the direction of my father, but fortunately, voices from many people soon came, allowing me to understand the situation...
"I am their god, the protector of the forest, and the guide of life and death, at least they think so... They still think that I brought the harvest—at that time, the authority of the harvest and the authority of nature were still There is no such clear boundary, this part of authority did not evolve into the three gods of abundance until 10,000 years later, when human beings developed slowly."
"Yeah, many things changed very slowly at that time," Mirmina sighed, "then it gradually picked up."
Amoen did not respond to Mirmina, he just looked at the stone ring in the holographic projection, looked at the water pool in the center of the stone ring, and said softly as if talking to himself after a long time: "I was in the Resting next to that pool... At that time I was much younger than now, there was no kingdom of God, and I did not cross the boundary of the material world. You know that state? Like a 'spirit' between reality and reality, relying on the power of faith Stay in a specific sacrificial ground."
Mirmina listened and shook her head slightly: "I don't know, I was born directly in the magic field, and I am a pure spirit who is more inclined to the 'spiritual world', and you are a spirit formed in the material world, so I I don’t know what’s going on with the state between reality and reality you mentioned. As you said, we are different from each other.”
"...Yeah, I sometimes forget that too."
"And then?" Mirmina looked at Amoen curiously, "Did you only be able to move in the sacrificial ground at that time? Then I don't feel much better than now..."
"Indeed, looking back now, it was quite boring at that time, but I thought it was okay at the time—mainly because I was accompanied by someone at the time," Amon said while recalling, "The one called the 'priestess' The girl took care of me there, and she also lived in the sacrificial grounds, by the pool. They had a very strange doctrine at that time, but the highest-ranking priestess had to eat and sleep in the open, in order to 'further embrace nature', so no matter what Rain or shine, she will be there..."
"Sounds like hard work—for mortals."
"Yeah, it's really hard," Amon said slowly, "so when it's raining, I'll let her hide under my belly, where the hair is soft and warm. At first she seemed very Panicked, but once there was a thunderstorm, she still came over in panic—it was said to be a priestess, but she was actually just a little girl at that time, but she was born with a strong spiritual talent."
"And then?" Mirmina couldn't help asking again.
"Later... After many years, she died," Amoen said calmly, "Death is also a part of the natural cycle, so although she lived for many, many years, she still weakened a little bit. Finally She leaned against my neck and fell asleep, and before going to sleep, she asked me if there was an eternal kingdom waiting for her, where devout believers could stay with the gods forever in the kingdom of God..."
"...Do you have any?" Mirmina asked curiously.
"How can there be any eternal kingdom? At that time, I didn't even know how to give believers semi-permanent life in the material world," Amoen said. "I wanted to give her a comforting answer, but I couldn't lie. I just kept looking at her and she said to me: 'If you don't, don't tell anyone else' - and then she stopped talking."
The God of Nature calmed down, and the magic net terminal not far away was still playing pictures from afar. The delegates were entering the venue of the oath stone ring. The silver queen, the contemporary druid highest priestess, was standing By the pool, her figure seemed to overlap with certain images in Amorn's memory—but in the end, those memories gradually faded away.
"And what happened later?" Mirmina said softly suddenly, as if intentionally interrupting Amorn's meditation.
"Afterwards... there is nothing to say," Amoen sighed, "We must follow the laws of nature after all, don't we? Harmless spirits will gradually become powerful gods, but real gods will not last long Staying in the world, the thoughts of the believers become stronger and more complex, and the "gods" they create are more and more beyond the power of reality. My thoughts began to be imprisoned in the body, and my words became very dangerous. Maintaining myself in the real world will lead to drastic changes in the environment and the existence of mortals, and the rejection from the real world will follow. I finally left the real world and came to a place where I would not be rejected.
"As the believers imagined, there is a huge tree called 'Samsara', there is a city on the tree, called 'Life', the roots are coiled under the tree, and there is a big tomb between the roots, called Death .
"For many years after that, I never left there."