Chapter 1247

The "bug" that was caught.

Amorn is not an expert in the field of magic, and his authority does not include explanations for these mystical phenomena. However, this does not mean that he lacks the ability to learn and understand. During his days, he had absorbed a lot of cutting-edge knowledge, so he understood the meaning of the words of the goddess of magic after a little understanding at this time.

"You mean... these dusts cannot exist stably in the real world? Some of their 'essence' conflicts with the laws of the real world?" The intermittent flickering phantom of sand and dust asked the goddess of magic beside him with hesitation and the slightest tone.

"Not only that," Mirmina nodded lightly, her tone solemn, "these dusts will disappear at the same time as the observer disappears, which shows that there is a hard connection between them and 'cognition', and when the observer returns They will reappear later, which means that there is a higher level of 'cognition' that is 'anchoring' these dusts. When the observer disappears with the dust, it is this higher level of 'cognition' ’ In making sure that the sands still exist in some unobservable dimension, and making sure they come back…”

"...This is about to reach the blind spot of my knowledge," Amon shook his head slightly, his light-cast eyes were full of confusion, "But I understand one thing, without your experimental procedure, ordinary people I'm afraid I never thought that the dust would be like this..."

"Only when all observers are unable to perceive these dusts, these dusts will disappear, and when the observers return, they will immediately return to normal... In the conventional experimental process, it is really difficult for technicians to I realized that these phenomena have happened before," Mirmina said softly, but then shook her head slightly, "But this is not absolute, mortals are very smart, as long as they have an idea, they will be able to design experiments sooner or later. It is just an observer test to verify the special properties of these shadow dusts."

"The difficulty lies in this 'idea'," Amoen sighed. "If Ms. Enya hadn't reminded me, who would have thought of doing an observer test on these dust? But I'm also a little curious, how did Ms. Enya It can be seen that..."

"She used to be the 'gods' of the dragon clan, and she knew the authority of all the gods, including those involving dreams and illusions," Mirmina said casually, "with such extensive knowledge, she can detect abnormalities from these shadows and dust. It's not difficult for her."

Amorn thought for a few seconds, and suddenly asked after a few seconds: "These are the dust made by Amber - what about the samples sent from Tarrond? Are there any 'real' shadow dusts?" This contradiction?"

Mirmina shook her head slowly: "Ms. Enya checked, and the dust doesn't have this kind of 'contradictory'...Of course, if we are not sure, we can also use those samples to test, but those The number of samples is not so much, every grain of sand is extremely precious,

I have to redesign the magic circle here. "

"You are an expert in this area, you can decide," Amoen nodded, and then couldn't help but look at the imprisoned dust with curiosity, "But then again...do you think it is What causes the sand to take on such a strange state?"

"...I'm not sure," Mirmina thought, with a slow and hesitant tone, "In my memory and cognition, there seems to be only one situation that can barely fit this phenomenon..."

"A situation?" Amoen turned his head and looked at Mirmina's eyes hidden in the mist of illusion, "What situation?"

"Dream derivatives... This should be the domain of Naritil and Duvalte, but I suspect that they have never seen this kind of vision that directly occurs in the real world, and can even stay in the real world and deceive observers .”

...

Gawain still remembered the splendor he saw when he saw Tarrond for the first time—he remembered the giant energy barrier that enveloped the entire continent, the luxuriant ecological dome and the city and city filled with neon lights. Factories, remember the air traffic that criss-crosses over the city, the intercity rails that shuttle between buildings, and the headquarters of giant corporate complexes towering into the sky, and the towering mountains that are bathed in brilliance. Continuous palace.

It was a glorious scene that the imaginations of bards and playwrights on the Loren continent could hardly describe. It spanned several eras and accumulated countless years of civilization achievements, which made Gawain, a "satellite spirit", fall in love with it. Amazing sight.

Blue dragons and white dragons flitted across the sky, flew over the high barrier walls that had been extinguished, the fragmented coastline was left behind in the dark depths, and the devastated land rushed towards us.

There are molten and distorted cities and factory ruins standing on the land, as well as collapsed palaces and churches. The magnificent scenery that Gawain once had in his memory has now turned into these unrecognizable appearances. They lie quietly at the North Pole In the cold wind, bathed in the starlight of the polar night, silent.

Amber has been quiet since just now. She walked to the edge of Melita's back and carefully supported the horny protrusion on the dragon's back. Comparing it with some scenes in her memory, she tried hard to the end but failed, leaving only a sigh full of emotion: "Hey, it's all gone...the place was so spectacular back then."

"Yeah, it's all gone, just start again," Melita's voice came from the front, with a smile and relief in her tone, "At least at this moment, the fate of living on this land has finally returned to our own hands In the world, whether we live or die, whether we rise or fall, it is our own business."

The baby dragon lying on Melita's back also calmed down. The little guy has never seen such a scene, and he doesn't know where his mother has taken him. It will take time for her to understand the relationship between this bare land and herself. What kind of bond is there? As for this moment, she is just a little surprised and nervous.

She was lying on the back of Melita's shoulder blades, her little claws tightly grasping her mother's scales, she stretched her neck and looked into the distance.

In the direction she was looking at, there was a group of mountains undulating in the dark. The mountains were covered with depressions and even penetrating rifts left after being ablated by giant plasma jets, and some fragmented palace remains were scattered in the crystal-like condensation on the hillside.

Melita seemed to sense the movement of the little guy behind her. She turned her head and glanced, her slender neck bent over, and said with a smile: "Did you see those palaces in the distance? Mom used to live there—— But now there is no longer a place to live, our new home is somewhere else."

"Shall we go directly to Agondor? Or go to Binhai County first?" Amber asked curiously, "I heard that you and Noretta live in Binhai County now..."

"Let's go to Agondor, which was agreed before," Melita said immediately, "Agondor also has a residence for me and Noretta—now we lack everything, but we don't lack a place to live. "

Agondor... Gawain still remembers this city. This is the place where he stayed when he came to Tarrond last time. Here he came into contact with the advanced civilization hidden on this planet. It is also here that he saw The decay and madness under the glorious appearance of the dragon kingdom, but now all the past has been blown away like sand in the wind, and there is a new city standing on the ruins of the past, which is obviously incomparable with the Qionglou Yuyu at the beginning However, when he saw the busy construction sites in the city day and night, the giant dragons engaged in various tasks, and the markets that appeared in the simple streets, and the young dragons practicing flying over the city, he knew that this It is only a matter of time before the land is reborn from the ashes.

He felt a familiar atmosphere here, a similar atmosphere he had witnessed at the foot of the Dark Mountains back then, even going back seven hundred years ago, in the memory of Gawain Cecil, in the pioneering land of the Kingdom of Ansu , he has also seen a similar scene.

Those who can still insist on rebuilding and developing in such a wasteland, stick to their pride as a civilized group and don't want to sink into a group of savage creatures that prey on the weak and plunder, will definitely stand up again.

Today's dragons advocate pragmatism and efficiency, and Gawain also doesn't like red tape, so the welcome ceremony prepared by Agondor is solemn but simple. After a simple reception, Melita and Noretta left first to settle down Gawain and Amber stayed in Agondor's new chamber after taking over their own cubs and handing over some work.

Gao Wen once again saw the "high-ranking dragon priest" who had stood beside the dragon god.

He changed out of the gorgeous golden robe and the crown symbolizing theocracy. When he saw Gao Wen, he was only wearing a simple and durable off-white robe. There was a tiredness in his expression that even a dragon could not hide, but his eyes were deep. The brilliance at the place is full of energy, a kind of aura that belongs to "living people" that is completely different from before emanates from him, and there is a sincere smile on his face.

In the plainly decorated living room, Gawain sat down with the dragon leader, Amber stood behind him, and another dragon girl with short black hair stood behind Heragor.

"You are our dragon's forever friend," Heragor said first, "I really didn't expect that our second meeting would be in this situation."

"Yeah, I remember that the last time we met seemed to be not long ago," Gao Wen sighed in his tone, looking at the humanoid dragon in front of him, "It feels like dozens of centuries have passed."

"Tallond has changed a lot," Heragor said with a slight nod. "I don't need to elaborate on the situation here, you should already know about it. I heard that Melita detoured from the east coast." As soon as you flew over, you should have seen what the wasteland along the way and what the safe zone in the wasteland looks like, what do you think?"

"...Providing assistance to Tarrond is one of the wisest decisions I have ever made," Gawain said frankly after a little thought, "I was once worried whether the dragon race after such a drastic change could really survive Persisting in this wasteland, I was worried about whether the huge manpower and material resources gathered by the alliance could really be used correctly in this post-war ruins, but now all my worries have disappeared—the dragon is not just me friend and trusted member of the league."

His words came from the bottom of his heart, without any intention of blind compliments, and even a proud giant dragon would obviously feel benefited from these sincere praises, a smile appeared on Heragor's face, this ancient giant dragon lightly Nodding his head lightly: "Now we still face many difficulties here, but at least we have managed to maintain society above the red line of 'survival'. As long as the ethnic group can gain a firm foothold in the safe zone, we can slowly Slowly clear the pollution and monsters in the danger zone, and even rebuild many production activities. In this process, the assistance you have prepared for us has played an unimaginable role-without those food, medicines and industrial raw materials, we have nearly three One-third of the compatriots may not be able to survive the cold winter after the disappearance of the big shield."

"Talrond's stability is a good thing for the entire alliance," Gao Wen nodded, and then he changed the subject and ended the business bragging process-although this kind of bragging makes people feel comfortable, but this time After all, he has business to do, "Let's talk about the Tower Against the Tide and that great adventurer first, I'm here for this."

"Mr. Mordir is temporarily staying in the town of adventurers. I have sent someone to arrange it. You can see him later." Heragor immediately nodded and said, "Ms. Victoria has been by his side these days. , maybe some kind of "blood power" is really at work, the situation of that great adventurer has been quite stable recently, and there has been no "dream crossing the border" again, but I still dare not let him leave casually around Agondor in case something unexpected happens.

"As for the Tower Against the Tide... The monitoring team we sent to the west coast just sent a report today, and everything about that tower is still normal. At least from the outside, it just stands harmlessly in the sea. No intelligent beings approached, and nothing ran out of that tower.

"But my concerns about the tower are still growing...I know I shouldn't use vague terms like 'gut' as evidence, but I will say that my gut...is calling the police."

"Intuition..." Gao Wen said in a deep voice, with an extremely serious expression, "You used to be a demigod, and your 'intuition' is not a simple thing. Speaking of which, you probably didn't send anyone to check the situation in that tower. Bar?"

"No," Heragor shook his head, "I have recently increased the monitoring of the Tower of Against the Tide. The number of monitoring posts on the west coast has increased from one to three, and the closest monitoring distance has been advanced to six nautical miles near the tower. , but so far we haven't let the surveillance personnel set foot on that steel island. After all, this involves the tide against the tide. Although the Dragon Clan has now broken free from the chains of the "Irreversible God", our own strength has also been greatly reduced. Only the west coast With the power deployed, we still have no way to confront that tower head-on.”

"Why is it six nautical miles?" Amber who was standing behind Gao Wen suddenly asked curiously.

"That's..." Heragor suddenly hesitated, and said hesitantly, "That's the limit distance that 'He' once told me personally. Once the dividing line of six nautical miles is crossed, there is a chance that the pollution seeping out of the tower will Actively affects the mind."

"Did Enya test it out... That should be credible, she is very reliable in this regard." Gao Wen nodded slightly, and just when he was about to ask something, there was a knock on the door suddenly from the side It was heard that a dragon attendant walked into the living room after getting permission.

"The leader, Mr. Modill and Ms. Victoria have arrived."