Chapter 1544 Ragnarok Project

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In the final stages of the eve of the turn of the ages, the mortal kings and the humanity of the gods gathered in the courtyard of the Shadowlands, and they engaged in a conspiracy that heralded the complete end of the Age of Mythology—Ragnarok has since day open.

The history books of later generations only used such a short sentence to describe one of the most important turning points in the process of the alternation of epochs. There are many speculations in the brief records, and most of them believe that this is to cut off the connection between the age of mythology and the age of mortals as much as possible, and reduce the influence of the gods’ information in the next era as much as possible—the judgment of scholars No mistake, this is of course an extremely important reason, but it is by no means the whole reason.

Another reason is that there are too many details in this super-loud conspiracy that are too silly, and it will not pass the trial...Historians really can't write.

Under the canopy of the golden oak tree, after Gawain uttered the words "Project Ragnarok", all the stalwart figures in the assembly hall fell silent in unison, and then they began to look at each other in confusion. Er Ze was the first to break the silence: "What about the specifics? How do you achieve the so-called... 'blow up' the deadlock?"

"To put it simply, it is to use the weapons of this world to increase your hope of victory," Gawain nodded. The domains of the gods are different, and the distribution of their followers is also very different, so not all gods understand magic. Those modern weapons manufactured by the semiconductor industry, so he tried to explain the plan in a language that all participants could understand, "You may not know what magic crystal bombs and rail guns are, but you should all know the fall of God of War And the big battle that happened on the Tarash Plain not long ago?

"As you all know, mortal weapons also have the power to kill gods, all you need is a sufficient amount and the right way to use them, and if we can use these weapons, you can also use them.

"The strength of the human half-body and the divine half-body of the gods is equal, or the human nature is slightly weaker, so if there is no external help, if you use the power of the human half-body to challenge your own divine half-body, the only result is that you will die together. What we have to do is to break this balance when the rules allow - use mortal weapons to weaken the power of the divine half body, or under ideal circumstances, directly destroy it. As for the specific operation method, we have already communicated with The three gods of abundance..."

Gao Wen was organized and clear in thinking, he narrated his wonderful plan without ignoring any details, and in this huge assembly hall, apart from his voice, there were only anti-gods set up everywhere. Sexual barriers and monitoring equipment emit a low hum as they operate.

Amber, who was standing beside Gao Wen, was a little distracted. She raised her head and saw the eternal darkness of the Shadow Realm shrouded the venue, and the faint light from the golden oak trees reflected the huge figures standing on the wilderness. At some point, Amoen had been lying quietly at the end of the garden, seemingly staying out of the way, but watching the movement on the assembly hall with great attention. Forged by mortals, the castle at the end of the civilization stands quietly in the darkness, like the last glow of the Gondor Empire watching the era that it could not wait for...

Gawain stood in the middle of all these, at the end of the twilight, at the border of darkness, between the assembly of the gods and the fortress of disobedience, and described the age of mythology to the most powerful and saddest beings in the world. end.

She blinked, and in a trance, she felt as if a distant gaze suddenly fell on her, and it seemed that a strange gaze was watching everything that happened here through her eyes, but this feeling was fleeting, what did she say? Before she had time to catch it, she suddenly woke up from a brief distraction, and in front of her eyes, Gawain had already completed the narration of the entire "Ragnarok Project".

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The gathering place fell into an expected silence, which was indeed a moment worthy of being included in the epic picture——an emperor among mortals proposed the arrival of "Ragnarok", but all the gods bowed their heads and remained silent. Touched by this bloody vocabulary, but invariably suppressed their own emotional expression, this makes people guess, guess how unlucky these "gods in question" themselves sound in the "Twilight of the Gods" What are you thinking in front of your vocabulary.

Finally, Nefari, the god of song, dance and wind, was the first to fail to completely restrain her emotions—she burst out with joy.

Amber, Rosetta, Belsetia, Amon and Gawain all had the same expression on the spot: "=.=?"

"Sorry, I'm just a little...excited," the goddess, who is relatively young among the gods and whose main followers are located in the western part of the continent, soon noticed that the originally serious atmosphere at the scene was made a bit weird by herself. He apologized embarrassingly, and then his eyes fell on Gao Wen, "Is it really possible to realize what you said? Of course, this plan does sound very reasonable. I also know that what happened on the Tarash Plain A decisive battle... But at this moment, there are more than ten gods gathered here, weapons made by mortals..."

"If you are worried about quantity, our sisters have confirmed this before," the voice of the harvest goddess Eve came from the side, "'Industrial Age' is very different from the classical age we are familiar with. Those powerful, Epic weapons are no longer things that need to be devoted to the craftsman's life, and need to be cherished and inherited by generations, but "mass products" that come off the production line like rice poured into the barn, and except for the Cecil Empire , Typhon and the Silver Empire can also produce a large number of 'magic weapons', within a year of preparation, we can fill every kingdom of God with weapons made by mortals."

Rosetta in the holographic projection nodded, and his voice came from the magic net terminal: "Yes, don't worry about this. In fact, the factory in Tifeng has already started debugging and scheduling the production line. Within twenty-four hours from now, the first production line will be ready and running."

"The Silver Empire has also started to act," Belsetia continued, "Our production array is warming up, and we have recovered a large number of energy storage crystals and etched lattices from the wreckage of the Temple of Stars. Transformation can be used as a powerful explosive, which should come in handy."

Gawain subconsciously glanced at the Silver Queen when he heard this, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional—this group of elves really deserved to take the template of the remnants of their ancestors, not only can they dig up some good things from their ancestral graves every now and then After coming out, even the skill of recycling resources from their own graves is higher than that of ordinary people. If this continues, he will not be surprised that they will be able to find a star destroyer from their ancestors' graves one day...

The words of the Harvest Goddess and the assurances of the other two mortal emperors obviously reassured Nefari, she breathed a sigh of relief, and did not hide the smile on her face at all: "Then this is really good news... It seems that we really don't need died."

"I have a question." At this time, another voice came from the assembly hall, and the one who broke the silence was the God of Winter and the Forest in a hunting suit, "This plan... really won't destroy Ms. Ye's plan." Arrange it?"

"The ultimate goal of Ms. Ye is consistent with the ultimate goal of the Theocratic Council. We all need to end the Age of Mythology in a safe and controllable way, and lift the shackles of belief on civilization, and different means will not affect this ultimate goal. "Gao Wen said in a deep voice, but he knew that such a guarantee alone was not enough to dispel the worries of all the gods. After all, the "Ms. Ye PTSD" thing still had a lingering power, so he immediately added, "In addition, We have found the communication window between Ms. Ye and the world through some means, and we may be able to establish direct contact with that ancient god in the near future. At that time, I will directly confirm the entire Ragnarok plan with him. If the situation really changes , We also have time to make adjustments to the plan.”

Gawain's words once again caused a little commotion among the gods. They were obviously shocked that the mortal emperor in front of them would have direct contact or even "negotiate" with that terrifying ancient god. But it's too exciting.

Nefari, the god of song, dance and wind, fell on Amber, and she said cautiously and hesitantly: "I've been wanting to ask since just now... who is this lady? Why is she wearing the lady Ye?" Her breath? Could it be that she also created the shadow dust that was delivered with the letter?"

Gao Wen knew that the gods would ask about this matter sooner or later, and the shadow dust that was sent with the letter before would have to be explained sooner or later, so he told the gods again what he had told the three Fengrao sisters that day. , but this time he omitted some irrelevant details, such as the possible principle of the anchor point generator and some abnormal states on Amber's body-this part of information does not need to be disclosed at the moment.

"Ms. Ye...the shadow cast on the earth?" The god of commerce, Boufar, looked at the dazed shadow attack goose standing next to Gawain with surprise, even though he had guessed that this undignified What kind of connection does the little dwarf have with Ms. Ye, but he never thought that the other party is so special. "The overflowing 'information' is enough to form an existence like this. Is it really worthy of Ms. Ye..."

The sights from all around made Amber, who was already a little nervous, even more nervous, especially after seeing the bloody thorns on the "victims" in front of her, she felt even more guilty, and could only lean aside to Gao Wen Stiffed his neck and looked at the victims in the rally: "Let me tell you, it was Ms. Ye who did it, but it has nothing to do with me. I am at most a copy, and the sand is just to greet you." Just come here, don’t settle accounts afterwards!”

Amber's reaction made the expressions of several gods a little dull, probably because the image of the ferocious Ms. Ye not long ago was still deeply imprinted in their minds, which made this counterfeit version of Ms. Ye look very interesting in their eyes at this moment. , but even so, they didn't mean to ridicule or despise the "Ms. Ye Youth Edition" in front of them at all. The God of Commerce who spoke just now even bent down slightly with a serious face: "Please don't get me wrong, we have nothing against Ms. Ye." Resentment—of course it is even more so for you. Ms. Ye's help to us far outweighs these small 'damages', rather than complaining, we should be grateful."

Blood God Dan Mo looked at Gao Wen. This majestic red-robed old man had an extremely solemn attitude: "If you really see that ancient god, please convey our respect and thanks to him. There is a glimmer of hope for us and the whole world. We should have thanked you in person, but it is a pity that Ms. Ye came and went in a hurry and did not give us this opportunity."

Nefari next to him nodded: "Yeah, he was gone when I woke up..."

Immediately afterwards, there were voices chattering around: "Me too, she had been away for three days when I woke up." I only learned about the situation after listening to you on the road..."

Gao Wen's expression became dull again when he heard the discussions around him.

But fortunately, this time without him needing to interrupt, the gods quickly ended their chat and returned to the business. Boval first looked around and asked a very crucial question: "I want to confirm , will all the 'weapons' be gathered here and then we will bring them back to the Kingdom of God?"

"The initial plan is like this," Gao Wen nodded, "The Garden of Disobedience is the most suitable 'delivery window' known so far. It is located between the world and the kingdom of the gods. You can go back and forth safely, and the Fortress of Disobedience itself has a The protective barriers of the Gondor era and the newly added anti-divine barrier arrays in modern times, although you no longer carry divine pollution in theory, you will inevitably 'bring out' some things in the process of frequenting the border between the kingdom of God and the world, here The protective measures can ensure the safety of the handover process to the greatest extent."

"Sounds really good..." Boval still frowned slightly after hearing Gawain's explanation, he looked up at the direction of the rebellious fortress again, and muttered thoughtfully, "But only this The efficiency of a handover window is very problematic, and a single way means doubling the risk, especially what we have to transport are extremely dangerous things, those 'explosives' are even enough to kill gods, all piled up in one place..."

"Stop talking, the more you talk, the more frightening you become," Nefari hurriedly interrupted Boval, "What if your words come true?"

"I'm not the god of curses," Boval shrugged, and then he looked up at the edge of the venue, a man in a black dress, a black veil and a black top hat, with a thin sense of presence and an extremely gloomy temperament The lady was sitting quietly on a boulder, as if what happened in the whole world had nothing to do with her, "The god of curse is sitting there."

Nefari also noticed the goddess on the edge of the venue, and quickly waved to that side: "Ms. Kizna, did you hear what Bofal said just now? Hurry up and curse in reverse!"

The black-dressed goddess called Kizna slowly raised her head after a few seconds, looked at Nefari in confusion, and said hesitantly, "Ah? But I think Boval is right..."

Nefari: "..."

"This is a judgment based on logic," Bouvard spread his hands, "Even if we put aside the security issue, I doubt whether this 'window' can bear the burden of sending arms to more than a dozen kingdoms of God. Of course, the scale of this barren wilderness itself is sufficient, but the key lies in the 'gate' in that mortal fortress..."

As he spoke, he pointed in the direction of the Fortress of Disobedience, and looked at Gawain with a serious expression: "The only way to the mortal world is a portal. How much 'capacity' can that portal have?"

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