Chapter 1225 Matrix Hall

In fact, Victoria really wanted to ask why hiccups can still hurt her throat, but the tacit understanding developed between her friends over the years made her give up the idea of ​​​​speaking at the last moment-by the way, she also found a more plausible reason for herself.

After all, Maggie is a dragon, and when their race hiccups... the temperature may be relatively high.

In a sense, Victoria's ideas are subtly in line with reality...

Seeing that the embarrassment disappeared, Maggie seemed to be a little relieved, then she looked at Victoria's face, and said before the other party asked any questions: "How did you and Mr. Modil... get in touch?" Sample?"

The "chased by the ancient gods" and "sample" that Victoria mentioned just now can be regarded as the content of the public report. Now what she is asking is Victoria's personal feelings.

The Duchess of the North was silent for a few seconds, as if she was recalling the process of contacting the old man today. After a short period of memory and thinking, she whispered in a strange tone: "I don't know..."

"You don't know?" Maggie's eyes widened in surprise, "This doesn't sound like your speaking style."

"No one can conceive the process of contact with the ancestors of the family in advance, and neither can I," Victoria sighed softly, and said in a somewhat complicated tone, "I confirmed his blood relationship with me with magic, and the credibility is more than a hundred Ninety-nine percent, but apart from this factual connection, from speech temperament to living habits, from way of thinking to personality traits, all he feels to me is only strange... I want to know him as much as possible, But the more I understand, the more I see an ancestor who is quite different from the family records and history books... It's like facing a plausible phantom. I know it's true, but I always feel disobedient peace."

"We talked about this before we set off, didn't we?" Maggie said with a hint of concern, "You expected this kind of situation-a living person must be different from the content recorded in the book, not to mention Mo Mr. Dill has been missing for nearly six hundred years. No one knows what he has experienced in these six hundred years, and this experience can completely shape him into another appearance. In the final analysis, we are not looking for a The 'Mordir Veld', who is exactly the same as in the records, came to Tarrond."

"You are right, I really shouldn't care about these details," Victoria nodded, "I just thought of Ms. They all fit in very well…”

Maggie glanced at Victoria, she seemed to be hesitant, but after a moment of hesitation, she said: "I have some inappropriate thoughts, but I believe you will also understand this obvious fact: Ms. Hetty once faced a situation different from yours. The situation, the difference between the Gawain Cecil she saw and the pioneering hero recorded in the history books may be even greater,

It's not that she 'adapted well', but that the Cecil family at that time must have an ancestor who came back from the dead... As for the harmony between His Majesty Gawain and her, and His Highness Rebecca...that was after that. "

Victoria's expression suddenly changed slightly, and she couldn't help but glanced at her friend: "You don't just have an 'inappropriate' idea - in a different environment, you might be arrested if you say that."

"So I won't talk nonsense in front of outsiders," Maggie shrugged, "I'm just giving you an example. Then let's talk about other things. Apart from these 'confusions', you still have a lot of questions about your adventurer ancestor. Any other feelings? What else were you talking about?"

"...We talked about his adventures most of the time," Victoria said while recalling, "He is a very cheerful and optimistic person, informal, which is completely different from the family style of the Wilder family; He has indeed been to many places, even though his memory is often confused or interrupted, he still remembers countless strange stories, and many folklore that have long been lost; he admires our Majesty very much, although he no longer remembers I once went out to sea to find His Majesty's 'secret route' back then..."

"Did you ask about the Violet Kingdom?" Maggie looked into Victoria's eyes. "I hope you haven't forgotten about it."

"Of course I won't forget," Victoria nodded immediately, "I brought the topic to Violet, and didn't ask directly—I was worried that this would trigger his 'consciousness reset', but through indirect guidance, I can confirm that he Don't remember ever visiting that mageland. I also asked him about the earliest adventures he could remember, but unfortunately he didn't mention Mosswood or the northern cities... the earliest adventures he could remember The experience is near a coast in the far west of the mainland, which seems to be close to the dwarf kingdom... There is a thousand miles and thousands of miles away from Violet."

"It seems that it is not so easy to understand what happened to Mr. Mordill." Maggie sighed softly and shook her head, "Okay, tell me in detail how 'being chased by the power of the ancient gods' is. Come on, tell me about the 'sample' by the way, I'm leaving tomorrow, and I'll go back to Loren first..."

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In the depths of the vast wasteland covered by dirty clouds, the whistling and dry wind kept blowing through the jagged ruins of the old imperial capital and the continuous hardened rock formations on the ground, around the giant tiankeng created by the explosion of the deep blue well in the past , more than a dozen spouts of crystalline pipes extending from the ground are quietly surging light blue streams of light. This pure energy originating from the magic system deep in the planet still infiltrates this vast land today, and it is also Maintaining the operation of the last legion of the old human empire.

Accompanied by the low hum of the magic device running, a tall figure wearing the gondor-era magister robe descended from the sky and landed next to a large pipe spout. The iron man soldier quickly checked the surrounding environment, Only after completing the daily data collection did I reach out towards the nozzle of the pipeline—the ancient energy device immediately sensed the operator’s authentication, and a silver-white armor on the side panel of the nozzle slid away silently, revealing the delicate and Sparkling crystalline structure.

The Iron Soldier pressed her palm on the center of the crystal structure, and with the slight sound of snapping, the hidden interface in her palm was successfully connected to the crystal structure.

"Start to read the perimeter fluctuation records...upload to the Ironman network...start to compare the historical monitoring records of the deep blue network..."

In the central area of ​​the deep blue explosion crater, in the depths of the "conical mountain" that grows like hundreds of thousands of crystal prisms, layers of alloy domes and energy shields wrap the ancient underground structure layer by layer. After passing through more than ten gates and connecting wells, it is the last "rebellious fortress" of the Gondor Empire.

The ancient corridors with trapezoidal cross-sections extend deep underground, connecting one after another roughly flat-topped pyramid-shaped halls and underground caves that rely on giant support structures to maintain stability. These caves were built by manpower in ancient times and are the smallest It is also equivalent to a hall that can accommodate tens of thousands of people, and the size of the large cave can even accommodate the next castle. Countless automatic facilities are operating between these halls and caves, absorbing the deep blue well. The energy ensures the operation of the Iron Man Corps, drives the operation of each laboratory, and maintains the stability of the outer protection system of the entire fortress facility.

Somewhere in the underground fortress, in an area closer to the original source of the Deep Blue Well, an ancient magic mechanism is passing through the brightly lit but empty suspended connecting bridge with a buzzing sound. This magic mechanism has an inverted It has a conical body, two evocation hands made of magic power floating in the air on both sides of it, and a huge "eye" carved out of crystal is embedded in the mechanical structure on its top.

As the magic mechanism briskly crossed the connecting bridge, the crystal-carved eyes constantly reflected the magnificent stream of light rushing past the connecting bridge.

Suddenly, the magic mechanism stopped in the middle of the connecting bridge, and there was a series of slight buzzing sounds in its body, and then turned its sight to the vast space outside the connecting bridge——

This is a large cave. There are several connecting bridges or material slideways made of alloy casting across the cave. On the dome and some side walls of the cave, you can see an amazingly large-scale ancient support structure. Some crystalline pipes or The spouts of welling sources extend from those ancient structures, and between them, there is an astonishingly large-scale flow of energy and light.

This is the scene in the upper part of the cave. They look spectacular enough, but compared with the strange scene in the lower part of the cave, all this is not worth mentioning at all——

The lower part of the entire cave is the "mapping opening" of the dark blue webway, where the thick rock formations and metal structures seem to be cut and dug by an invisible blade, and you can see the endless and vast chaotic space "inside the opening" , and the torrent of magic power rushing in the space, this scene is as if the whole planet has been dug a hole, revealing the hollow structure inside, and inside the hollow structure is the planetary blood vessel that runs through the entire planet. The pulsating dark blue webway.

The magic mechanism quietly overlooked the shocking scene at the bottom of the cave, and a hollow mechanical voice came from inside it: "Comparing the monitoring records... No abnormal fluctuations have been found in the dark blue network tunnel... Expanding the monitoring range to Adjacent to tributary..."

Across this connection bridge, there are several additional gates blocking the access to the deepest laboratory and control center of the fortress. Loyal and powerful iron soldiers guard the ancient passages behind those gates, and the supreme controller of the entire facility... ...then quietly dormant in the deepest "matrix hall".

An Iron Man soldier with long gray hair wearing an ancient magister's robe walked through the deep corridor and stepped into the matrix hall with the highest level of secrecy. This roughly hexagonal hall was brightly lit with white and gray ancient The building materials make the whole space appear extremely clean and monotonous. In this monotonous hall, one after another huge silver-white square columns rise from the ground, pointing to the square. The dome above.

Those square pillars are made of unknown metals and crystals inlaid between the metals. On the surface of the pillars, faintly glowing grooves can be seen. A low but pleasant humming sound keeps coming from each pillar. It came from the depths, jumping between each pillar as if resonating, making the entire hall echo with a rhythmic "wind chime".

"Commander," the Iron Man soldier stopped in front of the matrix formed by those pillars, and said in a voice devoid of emotion, "the inspection of all tributaries has ended."

As the Iron Man soldier's voice fell, the silent silver-white square pillars in the hall seemed to come to life in an instant, their crystals began to flash brightly, and there was a gradually rising buzzing sound in the low humming sound, and the surface of many square pillars A holographic projection with a complex structure emerged, and those images showed the automatic monitoring records of every magical flow around the fortress—a melodious mechanical voice sounded in the matrix: "I have seen the returned data What about direct observations by outside inspectors?"

"Also everything is normal," the Iron Man soldier said meticulously, "the perimeter fluctuation record is within the normal value, and the total change curve is in line with the historical fluctuation record of the dark blue network road..."

"Is everything normal..." The mechanically synthesized voice in the matrix softly repeated the words mentioned by the subordinates, "In this situation, everything is normal but the biggest abnormality.

"The turbulent flow of the dark blue webway can already be observed in the elemental rifts of Tarrond, and the newly hatched young dragons have traces of being infected by dark blue magic power. Even the Dragon God suspects that the dark blue webway is about to usher in" Upwelling'... My readings here are all normal... It seems that some restless alien freaks in the depths of the wasteland are consciously avoiding all the tributaries that the Deep Blue Well can monitor."

The Iron Man soldier listened quietly to the analysis of the Ophelia matrix, and after the words resonating between the square pillars fell, she said expressionlessly: "Those cultists know more about the Deep Blue Well than expected, they even know Our monitoring range."

"Yes, because they have 'consultants', very professional 'consultants'," Ophelia Matrix said unhurriedly, "It's a pity that the rebels who were determined in the past are now standing on the threshold of mortal civilization. Opposites... I am really curious about what 'they' have experienced on the other side of the border, but unfortunately this will always remain a mystery."

Then the voice of the matrix paused for a while, and then it sounded again after a while: "Continue to maintain the monitoring of all the tributaries, and maintain the patrol vision of the outer area of ​​the explosion crater-those cultists may know how to bypass the monitoring of the Iron Man Corps, but as long as They are still mortals, so there will always be times when their minds relax, so don't let go of any clues."

"Yes, Commander."

The iron soldier accepted the order, then turned and left the brightly lit matrix hall.

The hall has returned to its previous state, with huge metal square pillars standing silently in the light, and inside these cold and ancient thought nodes, Ophelia Norton's consciousness is flowing quietly, just like in the past thousand years every day she spends.

This state lasted for a while, and a clear holographic projection suddenly appeared near one of the square pillars. The projection showed a bustling street and a variety of products in the shops beside the street.

Immediately next to it, a new holographic projection appeared next to another square pillar. It was a simple church. Young priests who pursued the way of the Holy Light were gathering in the church, listening to the senior priests teach them free fighting course.

More holographic projections emerged beside the square pillars one after another. There are bustling urban areas, quiet and peaceful suburbs, gurgling water and green nurseries, towering clock towers and majestic city towers.

That is the scenery from far away, outside this barren and desolate wasteland, in that increasingly prosperous country.

Ophelia Norton's consciousness flows quietly in these distant landscapes.

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