Chapter 1273 Front End

Amorn looked in surprise at Mirmina who had gotten up from the high stone "throne", and a trace of confusion flashed in her crystal-like eyes: "Why did you take the avatar back in advance? There What went wrong with your exploration?"

"No...the exploration is still going on, I'm returning early," Mirmina's body stood like a lighthouse in the courtyard of disobedience, countless magic runes appeared and overlapped in the cloud-like skirt However, unlike in the past, these runes are all in a "ghost" state at the moment, with layers of illusion spreading out from their hazy edges. The "Master of Magic" looked sideways The holy giant deer beside him glanced at him and rubbed his forehead lightly, "I have a problem, I need to adjust myself..."

"Something's wrong!? Are you okay?" Amoen was a little nervous when he heard this, "Is there something on the God of War that has affected you?"

"It has nothing to do with the Kingdom of God of War," Mirmina said as she stepped down from the high platform, and the rune rings wrapped around her, used to suppress and isolate spiritual pollution, disintegrated silently in the air, turning into specks of light and dust, "...We completed an experiment, and during the experiment, we confirmed the fluctuating nature of the magic power."

"...Oh, the fluctuating nature of magic power..." Amoen hesitated for half a second, then nodded slightly, "Then you are..."

Mirmina glanced at Amoen silently, hesitated for two or three seconds before saying helplessly: "With your intelligence, it is difficult for me to explain clearly to you..."

Amorn: "..."

Why such a vulgar remark—he wanted to reprimand loudly like this, but he doubted that Mirmina was right. If this "master of mystery" really threw tons of theoretical terms at himself, then he would naturally The God of God will definitely not be able to resist, and in the end he will have to be ashamed.

After confirming that Mirmina did not intend to explain this matter in detail, Amoen could see it in his heart, he just shook his head left and right, confirming that the "uninvited renter" in front of him looked a little tired After there was nothing abnormal, I felt relieved, and walked towards the place where I usually surf the Internet while saying: "Since your end is over early, I will go back to rest. These devices will stay here first. Those technicians said before that they can be left alone... in the future, if we want to send an avatar 'out' for a breath, the device here will come in handy again."

Mirmina stood in front of the high platform noncommittally. She did not explain the magic power observation experiment to Amoen in detail, but when the other party was about to turn and walk away, she couldn't help but said: "Amoen, you Have you ever been curious about everything in the world, and the... explanation hidden under the appearance of this world?"

"You mean curiosity?" Amon stopped and turned his head in the direction of Mirmina, "Of course I have curiosity,

Any intellectual individual has curiosity, although the things I am curious about may be different from yours. You are curious about the mysteries of magic and the order of elements, and I am concerned about the changes of life and the laws of evolution... But in essence, we all Curious about the 'explanation' behind everything in the world... Even the most inflexible god of war, I believe he has something he was curious about. "

Having said that, the God of Nature paused, looking into Mirmina's eyes: "Why did you suddenly ask this?"

"I'm just thinking about how the world we live in exists and operates... How do seemingly irrelevant things exist in this dimension in harmony? The boundary between magic and matter Seemingly clear but actually vague, the power of the mind can interfere with the state of the material world... Can there be a unified and self-consistent explanation behind these phenomena that everyone takes for granted," said Mirmina softly , her voice was slightly trembling, and the tremor seemed to be some kind of "awe", "Amoen, is it inevitable or accidental that our world presents the current posture? Or is it just someone more An extremely short moment in the grand evolutionary system?"

Amoen maintained the posture just now: "...ah?"

Mirmina didn't seem to notice the old friend's reaction, she seemed to be caught in some kind of uncontrollable whirlpool, letting her thoughts diverge: "Maybe we are like a bird living in a vast pond. Little insects, floating on the water in a daze, with a short life span of only one moment, a gust of wind blows out layers of ripples in the pool water, so we feel that we have glimpsed the truth of the universe at this moment, thinking that the universe is A surface of water rife with waves—but soon the wind will die, and the ripples will fade away, and our finite lifespan and understanding will never be able to perceive this..."

Amoen completely stopped the movement of walking away. He turned around and stared at Mirmina for a long time with his eyes full of brilliance. He suddenly felt that he really couldn't understand what she was saying with his own IQ...

But soon the "God of Nature" shook his head lightly. He didn't understand the meaning of the "scene" described by Mirmina, but he seemed to have guessed the reason why the other party was so emotional. He slightly Lowering his head, he said in a very serious tone: "You glimpsed some truths in that 'experiment', but this truth does not conform to your 'common sense', so you are doubting your knowledge of this world. problems—or suspect that there is something wrong with the world?"

Mirmina was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect Amoen to point out her state directly, and then she laughed at herself: "...This really doesn't seem like an idea that a 'god' should have ,Right?"

"But this is how mortals often feel—whenever they advance on the road of exploration, whenever they come into contact with new things, whenever their civilization advances...Mortals who are born weak are used to the conditions of this world. The vast expanse and the "surprise" after every step, on the contrary, we so-called "gods" will be as helpless as you when facing the new truth, but...Mier Mina, your current state is actually a good thing .”

"Good thing?"

"You have come into contact with things beyond your cognition, and it sounds like that thing has greatly subverted your cognition. Now that you are back, with your mind full of curiosity and doubts, you can still feel so many things with me—— think The god of war who wanted to go crazy in front of the 'trade war', think of the gods of the dragon clan who lost control back then... You are sober now, haven't you noticed this?"

Mirmina opened her eyes slightly, as if waking up from a big dream, and after a while, a smile slowly appeared on her face.

She looked at Amoen, recalling the "scene" she saw and the conjectures she had in that wonderful state not long ago. She imagined and outlined a higher-dimensional perspective—in that perspective, she It seems that you can see another "appearance" of this old friend in front of you, and see this "Amoen", which is composed of countless quantities and variables, is affected by countless ripples and is constantly trembling at the same time. Ripples... floating in the ubiquitous cosmic background radiation.

...

Ferna looked up at the thick and dirty clouds that blocked the sun, and watched the thin and faint sun's light permeate to the bottom of the clouds with difficulty, and formed a curtain as dark as dusk in the sky. , she suddenly broke the silence softly: "The wind direction at high altitude has changed again..."

"Yes, 'again'—unpredictable changes are always taking place in the atmospheric system engulfed by magic energy," Leierna's voice came from the side, with a calm feeling, "but no matter how it changes , this wasteland remains the same.”

"Just like this sad world... The wind direction is always changing, and everything is constantly changing, but they are always trapped in these short cycles and cannot escape. Gravity is the 'magnificent wall' of this planet. Outside the wall is a starry sky that mortals do not deserve to touch. ..."

The elf sisters with almost identical appearance echoed emotion like opera singers on a huge boulder, and on the open ground behind them, a huge gap in space, like a whirlpool in a mirror, was gradually becoming stable.

The gap was filled with dazzling blue light, streams of light rushed rapidly in the vast space deep in the gap, a little overflow of energy stirred the nearby air, and brought out a whistle-like wind sound around the gap.

Two deformed giants covered in bloody flesh and mud are walking towards the extremely dangerous gap with heavy steps. They are carrying huge and precise rune stones one after the other. On the surface of the rune stones, dim magic The brilliance has gradually awakened.

The rune stone was thrown into the crack, and as soon as it passed through the "door", it quickly flew towards one of the blue streams of light under the action of some kind of automatic guidance mechanism, and this precision device silently sank into the raging torrent of magic power , and then a treant priest who was in charge of manipulating the deformed giant came down from the nearby hillside, and said with a relieved tone: "Okay, now we have settled another node... two masters, we One step closer to success."

Ferna nodded slightly, and showed a sweet smile to the treant priest who was walking towards this side: "Yes, thank you for your hard work."

Leierna on the side didn't make a sound, but raised her right hand slightly, and light blue phantom rays of light formed above her palm. In the clear projection of magic power, one could see criss-crossing network like blood vessels. The Dao structure emerged, and at the same time, part of the light flow in it showed a brighter state, as if it was specially marked.

These streams of light obviously extend farther than other streams of light, producing more branches, and their ends criss-cross, vaguely, as if gathering to form a ball.

"Yes, we're a little closer to success," Leierna said softly with a smile, "This meaningless reincarnation that has continued generation after generation... Finally, it's going to make sense."

...

When the train entered the station, the loud whistle sound spread throughout the entire stronghold, and then spread far and far across the open plain terrain. The great architect Bruce Rock climbed to a tower near the southern city wall. This man of dwarf blood The outstanding craftsman looked up and nodded slightly after a while: "We have established a firm foothold here, which is really good."

On both sides of the tower, you can see a solid city wall made of reinforced concrete extending to the east and west sides. The outer layer of the high wall is covered with reinforced steel armor, and the shield generator embedded in the wall is supported. A translucent energy barrier was formed to further block the dangerous wandering things on the plain. On the top of the high wall, you can see fixed fortress cannons and mobile tracks built along the wall, which can be used at any time. Transferred mobile batteries are on standby on those tracks.

Inside the high wall, there are neat barracks, warehouses, and the "frontline headquarters" in the center.

A straight charging track extends from the direction of the Black Forest in the north. Neat relay piles are arranged on both sides of the track. The sky above the track is covered with a translucent shield barrier. It is like an artery made of metal, connecting Looking at the rear and outposts, this base at the foot of the majestic wall is closely connected with the mainland of the empire on the other side of the dark mountains.

The heavy and solemn armored train "Iron Throne - Admiral Winter" has completed its "test run", and is now smoothly parked next to the armed platform on the east side of the base. The power runes everywhere are gradually returning to dim. A total of four large magic crystal rail guns and four large rainbow light generators at the head and tail are being inspected by technical sergeants, looking majestic.

Bruce Rock stared at the imposing armored train for a long time, with admiration and appreciation in his eyes - although he is not a "war technician" who can manufacture armored trains, he believes that no sane person Artisans can reject the powerful charm of such a "destructive work of art",

He raved about the body of the war machine, every repulsion mechanism, every main gun, every cold, hard panel of the armor—and he was very honest about it.

But in the end, the great architect forced himself to look back, and refocused his gaze in the direction of the magnificent wall.

Looking at it from here, the energy barrier built by the Silver Empire and humans together seven hundred years ago is no longer a distant scenery.

It stands less than a kilometer to the south of this frontline base. Considering its huge size, it is almost as close to Bruce's eyes. The astonishingly thick energy barrier is like an endless curtain of flowing water Like floating and circulating slowly in front of the eyes of the great architect, on the other side of the curtain is the scene of desolate and corrupt wasteland.

The towering Sentinel Tower stands in the southeast of the base. At this moment, the angle of the sun is just right, and the shadow of the tower stretches and covers the base. Anyone in the base can see the magnificent ancient building just by looking up. The tall tower stands in the field of vision, and the giant "stone tablet" floating in the air shines brightly in the sky.

While the great architect Bruce Rock was looking at the direction of the wasteland of Gondor, planning the next step to set up a propulsion base inside the high wall, Gordon, another great architect stationed here, came to the armed platform, Greeting the Imperial First Army that arrived with the armored train.

On the platform, Gordon saw the commanders of the legion—Marshal Philip, who had blond hair and was much calmer and restrained than in previous years. The young man with bronze skin next to the marshal was his adjutant Payne. Another young man with short silver hair and a humble and polite demeanor stood behind Philip and Payne.