Chapter 1214 God's Unsolved Case

The latest website: The answer from the leader of the dragon clan made Modil stunned on the spot. This old mage has always believed that he is determined and calm, and he rarely falls into a state of astonishment no matter what happens. Because I didn't encounter a really outrageous situation - a god who had been missing for more than 1.8 million years just "bang" in front of me, and my normally calm mentality also had huge waves at this time.

"You... tell me in detail," Mordir couldn't help leaning his upper body forward, his face full of astonishment and curiosity, "The missing ancient god? Do you mean that the god still has the word 'missing'?"

"Of course, gods can even be killed, expelled, flee, hide, and even commit suicide under certain circumstances—divinity and humanity are two sides of one," Heragor said with a serious expression, but in Before continuing to answer Mordir's question, he first confirmed the status of the old mage, "Talking about gods is a dangerous thing, I must first confirm your situation, Master Mordir, are you sure you have confronted that... ...God? Hear His voice?"

"I'm sure, 100 percent sure—otherwise why would I be joking?"

"Sorry, it's just that this matter is too bizarre, I can't help but want to confirm it several times," Heragor nodded, "You didn't feel mentally polluted when you heard His voice and saw His figure ? Even after waking up, you didn’t hear any persistent raving or other weird noises in your head?”

"No, I am also very strange about this - I know what spiritual pollution is. In some ancient ruins and relics, I have come into contact with relics with spiritual pollution, and the pollution produced by evil spirits and unjust souls can last Quite a while, but I didn't suffer any lasting damage after witnessing that 'lady'...but btw, while that 'lady' didn't cause pollution, the one running from the ruins of the city The terrifying existence that came out gave me an extremely dangerous feeling, and I'm sure that if I had looked at him even more at that time, it would have been very difficult to get out of my body."

"You mentioned that the 'lady' has a pattern like a starry sky on the throne, but you can't remember the specific content at all?" Heragor asked again, "and you tried to record what the 'lady' said The dream described, but after waking up, the corresponding notes have also turned into unrecognizable graffiti?"

Mordir nodded: "Yes, it seems that there is some kind of force that prevents this knowledge from entering the real world. Whether it is with the help of my memory or the notes I wrote, all traces have been erased."

Heragor frowned, and whispered to himself in confusion: "...a typical god's 'miracle', but there is no corresponding divine pollution...what happened to him? And there is the starry sky, and the starry sky is not The authority He wields is right..."

"So which god are you talking about?" Modil finally couldn't help asking,

"I already……"

"Goddess of Shadow, Lady of the Night, Lord and Protector of Shadows and Night—His mythological features are her huge body, her long skirt that can cover the earth like night, the light and shadow wandering around her, and the black and white power that separates the boundary between light and shadow." Wand," Heragor no longer concealed, looking into Mordir's eyes, "In this era, except for a few ancient dragons and...ancient beings, no mortal knows the accurate description of these mythological characteristics. "

Mordir sat at the table, opened his mouth, and made a sound after a few seconds: "Oh...so this god has disappeared..."

"Yes, it is missing, but very few mortal races in the world know this," Heragor said slowly, "People who can master the way of shadows have always been rare, and mortals who believe in it are even more so. Minorities, because it is almost impossible to obtain responses from the divine arts and clear oracles, shadow beliefs are in a thin, loose, and intermittent state in every season of civilization. Some people even question whether this god is real, and only the oldest beings know that the Shadow Goddess does exist, but... She has been missing for more than 1.8 million years, and after her disappearance, Strangely, this world has never produced a new shadow god."

The ancient dragon who has experienced civilization changes again and again said in a low voice that he himself is an "ancient existence" who knows those secrets: in his youth, in the years before the sailor came, in the dragon It was just one of the many extraordinary races on this planet, and there were many intelligent races and corresponding gods on the other continents. He knew that the Shadow Goddess was one of the main gods of the Loren Continent at that time. The Lord of the Night, the common belief of several dark races, has the mythological characteristics described by Mordir.

After the arrival of the voyager, the dragons chose to self-isolate, and the gods who had fallen into madness outside Tarrond were cleaned up. Almost all the gods were completely destroyed by the voyager's expedition fleet, only the shadow goddess ...seems to have miraculously escaped the hunt of the Voyager.

Only a handful of people on the entire planet knew about this matter—Modill was obviously not among the handful of people.

So the scenes described by the great adventurer could not have been fabricated by him.

"...It looks like I've got a big deal on the table," Modir nodded with experience, seeing the increasingly serious expression on the face of the dragon leader in front of him, "Well, I've got a big deal on the way again."

Heragor looked at the great adventurer in front of him seriously: "Have you ever come into contact with the strange relics in the shadow realm, or touched anything similar to the relics of gods?"

"I don't remember," Mordir shook his head honestly, "I don't even remember that I have ever been to such a weird place in the shadow world, let alone come into contact with the relics of the gods related to it... But my memory you I know, who can tell?"

"...This is indeed a problem." Heragor withdrew his gaze and said with a little helplessness, while Mordir recalled the details in his memory and asked: "What about the twisted place that emerged from the ruins of the city?" Thing... do you know anything?"

Heragor was meditating with a serious expression, as if he was traversing his nearly two million years of memory, but in the end he still shook his head regretfully: "I have never heard of or seen it. Something like that... It must have never appeared in the real world, but one thing is for sure... If the lady you see is Miss Ye who has been missing for more than 1.8 million years, then the only person who can fight against her is It could be another god, or an existence equal to a god."

Mordir covered his head with his hands, and muttered as if he had a headache: "... If that's the case, it's really the ugliest god I've ever heard of. Then again, how could I suddenly get in touch with these existences? Have a relationship?"

"I don't know the reason, but many times in the field involving gods, neither mortals nor gods have the power to decide their own destiny. Maybe it's just a coincidence, or maybe it's due to an accident many years ago," Heragor raised his head, with an attitude Very solemn and sincere, "No matter what the reason is, you have been entangled by fate, Master Mordir - please be careful next time, after you leave here, don't talk about your dreams with ordinary people unless necessary Now, and it is best not to mention any words about Lady Ye and that twisted and chaotic thing, so as to prevent those two high-level beings who do not know where they are located from establishing further connections with you through the power of words and cognition.

"In addition, if you encounter any similar weird experiences in the future, please come to discuss with me immediately and let me check your soul state - at least in the field involving gods, I still know a little more than ordinary people of."

"I understand, and thank you very much for your help, Your Excellency Heragor." Mordir nodded his thanks sincerely. He knew that an ancient dragon leader like Heragor was willing to personally help a person of unknown origin. The aliens are very rare. Perhaps the leader of the dragon clan has his own plans, but whether it is the ancient information he revealed just now or the help he is willing to provide in the future, it is all real.

Heragor nodded lightly, and at the same time, he did not forget the purpose of calling Mordir here in the first place: "By the way, Master Mordir, I came to you today for another matter. .”

"Ah yes, I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me," Modil slapped his head suddenly, "Why did you ask me to come here?"

"...Please stay at the adventurer's camp in the near future. There is a guest from afar who wants to see you," Heragor said after considering his words, "She has already set off from Loren Continent. She should It will be here soon."

"Guests from afar? They came here to see me?" Modil was taken aback for a moment. He couldn't think of anyone else in the world who would spend so much time across the ocean to meet such a bad old man with a bad memory—— After all, he has no relatives and no reason in this world, "Who? I don't remember ever owed a debt that could drive people across oceans to collect..."

"It's one of your descendants," Heragor couldn't help interrupting the old mage's overly divergent thinking, "We...'found' one of your descendants in Loren Continent."

While talking, he stared at Mordir's expression closely, sensing the fluctuation of magic power on the opponent's body, and paying attention to all the reactions of this great adventurer after hearing the news, while Mordir was in Hell Lagor fell into a state of astonishment for a full ten seconds after the words fell—until the leader of the Dragon Clan in front of him couldn't help coughing twice, he suddenly reacted, staring and saying: "What? "

"It's one of your descendants..."

"Oh, I heard it clearly, I heard it clearly, my descendant, I just didn't realize it all at once," Modil waved his hand and said quickly before the other party finished speaking, "But...you are serious ? No kidding? My descendants?! Where did you find them? Descendants... I didn't even know I had descendants..."

His reaction was expected by Heragor. The latter just waited quietly for the old mage's emotions to gradually calm down, and then said in a low voice: "We used a relatively special channel, and in a sense... ...Your descendants are actually not difficult to find, but the situation during this period is quite special, and I can't explain it to you in detail now."

"Okay, okay, my situation is not special..." Modil couldn't help summoning a bright arcane ball in his hand while talking, and kept turning the ball between his fingers The dangerous high-energy body seems to be unable to calm down completely without doing this, "Descendant, ha, you found my descendant... Wait, what is my descendant's last name? What does she do?"

He raised his head and stared at Heragor, but the latter could only helplessly spread his hands: "Sorry, there are some situations..."

"Oh, oh, well, I won't ask anymore," Modil seemed to understand something when he saw the other party's reaction, although he himself was not sure if he understood it, "It seems that the situation is really special, right? Then I'll just go back and wait... By the way, is there anything else I need to prepare? Like a meeting ceremony or something like that?"

"...that is your descendant, and it is she who must prepare for it," Heragor said helplessly, "All you need to do is wait."

"That's true..."

Faced with this sudden news, the great adventurer was really at a loss, and then he confirmed a lot of various things to Heragor. After half an hour of tossing, he finally took the strange expression and left the room.

The reception room suddenly fell silent, and only Heragor was left sitting quietly behind the table. The leader of the dragon clan looked at the direction the old mage was leaving. Driven by an ancient and mysterious magic device, the wall on one side of the room gradually brightened, and the figure of the black dragon Andal appeared in the middle of the screen.

"The fact of directly revealing the 'descendant' seems to have made this great adventurer a little at a loss," Heragor said with a frown. "Is it really appropriate to do so?"

"This is Ms. Victoria's request, and it has also been approved by Gawain Cecil," Andal said in a low voice, "They will be contacted after all, and we can also observe Modil from this contact process. Will there be new changes, which will be good for further grasping his 'symptoms'. As for his hidden dangers of interruption of consciousness and reset... haven't we tested it? As long as you don't directly tell him the surname 'Wild' There's nothing wrong with it, even if he hears the name 'Wild,' as long as you don't tell him it's his."

"...A reaction like that of an undead..." Heragor said in a low voice, then he shook his head and changed the topic, "You have heard the 'experience' mentioned by Modil just now, have you heard about it? What do you think?"

"The lady holding the black and white scepter should be the Shadow Goddess who escaped from the sailors more than 1.8 million years ago. That's right. Whether it's mythological features or its weird current situation, it can be regarded as evidence—it really isn't. Thinking that such an unsolved case that has been suspended for nearly two million years would suddenly have a clue today, and it also pointed to the dream of a mortal, the world is unpredictable."

"Perhaps Mordir's current strange state is due to the influence of that ancient god," Heragor nodded lightly, "There are too many mysteries behind this matter, where is that ancient god now? , What is the status, what is the purpose...these are all unknown. Perhaps we should also fulfill the responsibilities of the member states and submit a report at the next internal meeting of the Theocratic Council."

"That's for sure," said Andal, with a serious expression on his face, "In fact, I'm more concerned about the other 'suspected god' mentioned by Mordir than the clues of that 'Lady of the Night' The existence of... that indescribable monster."