Chapter 1411 Looking Into the Distance

From a long time ago, Mirmina had a hobby of "wandering" in the deep world - as a god who dominates the field of mystery and exploration, she is full of curiosity whether it is human or divine, And those gods floating in the deep world, bound by layers of "shells" formed by thoughts, have always interested her.

She hopes to see the deeper mysteries of this world from other gods, hoping to find the real way out of the chain of belief.

Of course, her "exploration" is not without limit. Peeping into the kingdom of God is not only a fatal thing for mortals, but also for "gods". Gods in different fields are often inherently contradictory in their trend of thought. , and the "purity of faith" maintained by this "contradiction" is often the foundation for the survival of the Kingdom of God. If a god is too close to the domain of the Ability God, then even if the other party is a friendly god who wants to communicate, the Kingdom of God itself The "tendency" possessed will also spontaneously attack the "intruder"-all this happens like a natural phenomenon, and the gods involved cannot stop it at all.

Although Mirmina has successfully escaped from the god position, this kind of "rejection" still takes effect on her, so even she can only look at the countries floating in the deep world from a distance, and pass a little bit from the gods. The "information" leaked from the middle school to guess what happened there.

"It's just a diversion of attention, a line of sight, a gaze that might just be a coincidence..." Mirmina sighed softly, "I know these are not 'evidence' at all, at most they can only be a little It’s suspicious, and it can even be said that I’m just thinking wildly, but I always have a feeling... After the sentinels disappeared, the kingdom of the gods is really undergoing some changes.”

Amoen didn't speak for a while, his eyelids drooped as if he was thinking about something, and after a while he suddenly broke the silence: "You said just now that you couldn't find the sentinel's home port, right?"

"That's beyond my ability," Mirmina nodded, "I suspect that it has 'sinked' to a place deeper than before, and may even have 'bottomed' in the deep sea, which is no longer something any mind can pry into field."

The structure of this world is like a layered ocean. The material world (or the real world) that mortals live in is located on the outermost layer, and below that is the Shadow Realm and the Shadow Realm, which are already known to mortals, but have not yet been explored. In the "boundary" of the Ming Dynasty, each deeper level has the strange projections left by the previous level. Generally speaking, after reaching the level of the Shadow World, visitors can hardly see it. This dark and chaotic land has a mapping relationship with the real world—and the deep sea is located at the bottom of all realms.

That is the "base" of the entire universe. According to the current "Unified Wave Theory", the deep sea can be regarded as the "background ripple" at the beginning of the universe. Everything in the world today is based on this background ripple. Layers are stacked.

And the "deep realm" is the most special realm in this layer of realms - it is located between the deep sea and the shadow realm,

And it is not a product of the birth of the universe, it is the place where the kingdom of the gods is located, and it is the "projection group" formed by the thoughts formed by the mortal minds in the material world (real world) on the surface of the deep sea after layer-by-layer mapping. The fuzzy boundary between entity and void in the universe makes these "projection groups" floating on the surface of the deep sea form entities such as gods and kingdoms of God, but these entities are not eternal.

After losing the reflection from the real world, the dying gods and their shattered kingdoms will become orbiting wrecks in the deep world, and under the continuous erosion and influence of the deep sea, these wreckages will slowly disintegrate and form one piece. Little by little drifting away from the deep world, during the tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years of "whale fall", a small part of these projection residues from ancient times will be fed back to the surface in the form of historical mysteries or ancient god pollution The world, and the larger part... will eventually fall to the bottom of the deep ocean, become part of this cosmic background radiation, and be reduced to the basic unit of information in endless time.

Those huge, distorted shadow clumps that occasionally pass by in the "sky" of the Shadow Realm and the Deep Realm, which do not seem to conform to the laws of physics and geometry, are most likely left in this world by these residues that are about to dissipate completely The last trace.

This is the most complete, the most advanced and possibly the closest to the "real" theoretical model at this stage, and Milmina is one of the founders of this theoretical model.

So... will the out-of-control Sentinel Homeport gradually fall in the deep sea like the gods, and finally disintegrate and dissipate?

"The things left by the sailors are not immortal, maybe that home port will sink to the bottom of the world after a long time, but it will definitely fall for a longer time than the dead gods," said Mirmi Na said thoughtfully, "But why did you suddenly think of asking this? I remember that you are not very interested in things on the 'boundary' side..."

"I'm just suddenly a little curious," Amorn said in a low voice. "The countries in the deep world that we currently know are all projections of thoughts created by the mortal civilization on our planet. Then in the known deep world Beyond the borders of the world... Should there be other countries? There are intelligent creatures on more than one planet in the universe, and gods will be born on more than one planet. If our theoretical model is correct, then there should also be floating in the deep sea There is more than one 'deep projection group'...these kingdoms of the gods may be floating in the darkness and chaos like an archipelago, so is there any way for us...to be able to 'see' these neighbors?"

Amoen finally articulated her thoughts slowly, while Mirmina's eyes widened a little bit. She looked at the guy in front of her with incredible eyes who only knew how to go online to play cards with a few retired old gods. , and finally couldn't help but say: "Are you still you? When will you think about such profound things?"

"What kind of image do I usually have in your mind?" Amoen looked at Mirmina helplessly, "It's just that I used to hold a different authority than you, and it's not like I can't think—you can grow potatoes. Pass me?"

"But I don't think what you said just now is about planting potatoes... Well, it's not important." Mirmina looked a little weird, but quickly waved her hand, "The question you asked is a good one, Is there any other 'projection group' beyond the edge of the deep world... This really makes me curious. Just like mortals will look at the starry sky, we seem to be able to cast our eyes to farther places... "

"That's what I said, take it easy—don't run out of the boundary in such a rush, you will definitely die on the way if you fall out," Amoen couldn't help reminding that the seemingly already I'm a little eager to try to be a goddess of death, "I know it. The group of mages is good at sacrificing for the truth, but it's good at death. As the master of the magic field, one of your powers is death. ..."

Mirmina thought for a while, stood up and rubbed a 140-meter-long light spear.

"Just pretend I didn't say it." Amon said very rationally.

"I know how to measure," Mirmina casually dissipated the magic power gathered in the void. Standing under the towering golden oak tree, she turned her eyes to the end of the shadow garden, looking at the garden and the dark chaos in the distance. At the junction of the earth, "I just have a new research direction, but until I figure out how to cross the 'border' safely, I will definitely not go... eh? Is that a new flower you planted over there? I've never seen this species before..."

"Newly planted flowers? Where are they?" Amon was a little dazed. He got up and looked in the direction of Mirmina's eyes, and saw the small piece of the "garden" boundary that looked particularly abrupt at a very keen glance. Just beside the cucumber and bean rack, at the end of the cabbage field, a vibrant pink and white flower is quietly blooming in the dark and barren land of the Shadow Realm.

"This... I didn't plant it," Amon got up and walked to the border of his small courtyard, looking down at the flowers blooming under his feet in some astonishment. These weak-looking plants bloomed in the darkness, With an unreal feeling, "Did it grow under the influence of the golden oak tree?"

He thought for a while and shook his head: "Anyway, it's weeds growing here, move it to a place, don't make my cabbage field a disaster..."

"You treat such a beautiful flower as a weed?" Seeing Amoen start to work, Mirmina couldn't help but muttered to the side, "And I didn't say you, weren't you a garden in the beginning? Now half of the area is for you to grow vegetables, isn't your next step going to shovel the land near the main entrance and replant potatoes?"

Amoen looked up at the "Goddess of Magic" silently: "The field is now growing potatoes."

Mirmina: "..."

"Anyway, I opened up this garden. You are a magic researcher and don't know a few fruits and vegetables, so don't talk about it—you can care if the children at Imperial College like to eat it," Amoen shook again. Shaking his head, he couldn't help but take a look at those small pink and white flowers that appeared at some unknown time, and muttered in a low voice, "But having said that, I don't have the slightest impression of when these things appeared. ..."

...

When the blue flame that seemed to pierce the sky over the Tarash Plain could be seen from the car window, Diana, who was sitting opposite Rosetta Augustus, suddenly felt that her mental core was a little bit overheated.

The magic engine drives this magic car made by the Typhon people themselves. Before and after this car, there are quite large convoys driving forward along this road built by engineering mages. Diana cast her eyes out of the car window, and saw the straight road extending towards the Tarash Plain, the towering silhouette of the purification device standing under the clear sky, and occasionally saw military posts and sentry towers appearing beside the road They all stand on the open but barren land of Gondor, guarding this avenue that has been opened up with countless blood and sacrifices like a lonely sentinel.

"This road was built by Andersa during the process of advancing into the wasteland and building the blocking wall," Rosetta Augustus' voice came from the opposite side, "Some sections of the road were built after repeated scrambles by the deformed bodies. , Destroyed and repaired during the destruction, repaired and destroyed, and even the bones of the road builders were buried under the roadbed."

"This road from the northwest border of the empire to the Tarash Plain will become an 'artery' and the 'root' of the empire in the wasteland of Gondor," Diana said slowly, "We need to build a bridge at the starting point of the road. Monument, engraved with the names of those who died for the road, noble or common - as the Cecilians did."

"We really need to do this, and we must do it," Rosetta nodded slightly, and then glanced at Diana again, "Since you are close to the Tarash Plain, you look a little strange, and this is on you Not often—in a mood?"

"The mental core is slightly overheated... Maybe it can be regarded as 'excited'," Diana said calmly, "My deepest memory still retains what this plain once looked like when it was called 'Tarash' Green space', a lush place."

She paused, and then continued: "I was manufactured in a factory on the outskirts of the old imperial capital. At that time, there were a hundred female iron men of the same model with me, and we were packed in boxes. Shipped to the sales and service center on the edge of the Tarash Greenland, the scene on the plain was input into the mental core of each of our sisters through a shared visual collection device, as the "initial visual stimulus" after leaving the factory, what I saw at that time beautiful view."

"You rarely tell people about these things—these things seem to me... unimaginable," Rosetta said. "Are all Iron Men women?"

"No, it depends on the user's needs and the brand model." Diana shook her head. "Generally speaking, more than half of the civil iron men are women, and both men and women have a more friendly appearance and flexible personality. Military ironmen are mostly male models, or very tall female models-this ensures that a higher output power system and more armor are installed in the body.

"Of course, this is not absolute. Ironman technology has developed in Gondor for many years. Although all ironmen belong to the 'Ironman Network' directly controlled by the royal family, our specific branches are still extremely rich and 'personalized', not like As rigid and monotonous as some historians have speculated."

"Very...unbelievable knowledge." Even a person like Rosetta would still be very surprised when he heard the "ancient society" described by Diana, and then he smiled again, "But anyway, There are 'universal parts' that can be used on you in the deep blue well, and the things that have been a headache for us for many years can finally be solved."

"Yes, this is something to be happy about—but the premise is that my maintenance service does not become a bargaining chip that will affect Typhon's interests, although I don't think His Majesty Gawain Cecil or Ophelia His Majesty would do such a thing."

Rosetta nodded slightly, noncommittal, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a little bump in the car.

He subconsciously looked out the window, towards the direction of the Tarash Plain.

In the next second, the long-lost shock and astonishment finally appeared on the face of the ruler of Typhon.

A dense cloud in the sky is gradually dissipating, and the majestic sky fortress floats out of the clouds in the sunlight. Against the background of the brilliant sun, the city of steel is suspended above the Tarash Plain, overlooking everything in the world like a king. .

Previously, only a silhouette of the Dawn of the World could be seen from the frontline battle reports and magic photos, and now it finally appeared in front of his eyes.

It also appeared in front of every alliance leader and representatives of various countries who were or had entered the Tarash Plain.