Sword of Daybreaker

Chapter 808 God Is Dead

God is dead.

Gao Wen stared at the words engraved on the stone for a long time. He didn't know how to react for a while, and he didn't seem to waver. Behind him, Yuri and the other three also leaned over, and the distorted dark red marks reflected in everyone's eyes.

"...All the ancestors of my family..." Magnum's eyes widened, "What does this mean?"

Gawain finally reacted from the initial shock. Although he was stunned for a moment when he saw such a blasphemous word at the entrance of the temple, he still remembered that in the No. 1 sandbox, nothing could be trusted or made easily. The rule of thumb for any conclusion is to ask Selena for more information: "Didn't the last group of explorers see this sentence in this city?"

"No, I can be sure," Selena said immediately, "although the last group of expeditions haven't had time to explore the interior of the buildings in the city, they have already searched for the entrance to this temple, if they really saw it It's impossible not to report this sentence."

"The gods are dead..." Yuri muttered to himself, "The sandbox world was empty during the last exploration, who left this sentence?"

"Think of Phantom Town," Magnum grumbled, "empty... maybe we just can't see them."

"We should search this temple, what do you think?" Selena said, turning her eyes to Gawain-although she and the other two archbishops were "professionals" in Sandbox No. 1, their specific actions They had to listen to Gawain's opinion. After all, they might have to face gods, and in this regard, "extraterritorial wanderers" are the real experts.

Gawain knew what the Eternal Sleepers thought of him, but in fact he didn't think he was a professional who fought against the gods - after all, this field was too high-end, and he really couldn't think of any kind of person who could give guidance on killing gods. , but after all, he has been in contact with many gods and secrets, and he has also participated in the siege and cooking of the god of nature (folk high imitation version). At least in terms of self-confidence, he is much stronger than ordinary people.

Of course, if you add the theoretical knowledge gained from communicating with Veronica and Carmel on weekdays, and the experience accumulated after studying ancient classics and Holy Light sect collections, he is indeed in the field of theology and anti-god. Be an expert.

"Search for temples," he nodded. "Religious places are the 'channels' for gods to influence the world, and they can often in turn show the nature and status of the corresponding gods.

"But remember to be vigilant and speak out immediately after seeing unusual sights or hearing suspicious sounds. Don't trust your own mind too much here."

The three archbishops nodded, then walked with Gawain and walked towards the interior of the temple building with a strong desert atmosphere.

I don't know how long the temple has been abandoned, and it looks vicissitudes of life inside, full of traces of time.

After a short corridor is the hall used for religious activities. The lights originally used to illuminate the hall have long since been extinguished. The huge columns and the curtains hanging from the sky interweave layers of shadows in the hall. The sunlight from the narrow and high windows shone into the room, and bright "roads" were cut between the shadows. It was the afternoon of the sandbox world. The sunlight shed by these slants was not very strong, and it became more and more intense. The whole interior space adds a mysterious, ancient charm.

Gawain turned his head and glanced at random. Through the narrow high window, he saw the sun on the horizon. It was also a giant sun. The splendid corona faintly showed wood grain-like lines, and the "sun" in the real world appeared. It's normal.

Living on satellites orbiting gas giant planets, the Eternal Sleepers cannot imagine what the suns of other planets look like. In this sandbox, they also set up a sun that is no different from the real world.

"It's been abandoned here for at least a few decades...and maybe a century, but not longer," Yuri leaned over a crumbling stone platform, rubbing his fingers over a heavily weathered patch of fallen stone platform. fabric,

"Otherwise these things cannot be preserved."

"But the words on the door seem to have just been carved." Magnum muttered with a frown.

Gawain looked at Yuri's actions and asked casually, "Will things in the sandbox world be as weathered and decayed as the real world?"

"Yes," Yuri stood up, "and the weathering form and speed of the real world are similar. These detailed parameters are directly referenced to reality. After all, it is almost impossible for mortals to rewrite a complete set of details. work."

"Alas," Gawain shook his head helplessly and sighed, "The real world can give birth to gods, how can such a world that is highly similar to the real world not give birth to similar religious phenomena."

Selena, who was walking beside her, shook her head: "Before this, who knew that the gods were 'born' instead of 'self-existing'?"

The three archbishops were speechless and could only continue to examine the clues in the temple in silence.

Magnum walked to the front of the hall, where there is a special round high window, the light from the high window shines on the platform like a pulpit, and the slight dust particles are flying in the light, and they are visited here. The uninvited guests disturbed the original trajectory.

Yuri came to Magnum and asked casually, "Are you sure you have removed the psychic storm from your subconscious?"

"Damn, how many times do you have to confirm - of course I removed it!" Magnum stared, "Have I accidentally injured you many times with Psychic Storm? You hold such a vengeance?"

"...I even developed an exclusive resistance to mental storm, what do you think?"

"...I-sure-removed! Absolutely, removed!" Magnum reiterated one word at a time, while still looking at the pulpit-like platform, when suddenly, he glanced at His eyes stagnated and fell on a corner of the ground, "...There is also here."

Yuri followed the other party's line of sight, only to see a row of crude nicks deeply imprinted on the stone slab, the same handwriting as the temple door——

God is dead.

The two archbishops were silent for a moment, before Magnum suddenly said, "Yuri, to be honest, do you believe what it says?"

"There is only one 'god' in the sandbox. If this sentence is true, and the god is really dead, then we can go back and celebrate," Yuri said with a wry smile, "It's a pity that the people who have been polluted are still alive. Contaminated, the out-of-control sandbox shows no sign of recovery, and seeing this sentence here and now that the god is dead, I can only feel doubly weird and terrifying."

Magnum nodded in agreement: "Yes, no matter who left these terrible words here, his sanity doesn't look normal..."

On the other side, Gawain and Selena were checking several rooms connected to the hall.

In a showroom located at the back of the pulpit, which seemed to be dedicated to storing important items, they saw many things offered by believers, which were placed in square holes in the wall and kept in a safe place.

Selena frowned slightly, looking at the exquisite gold and silver utensils and jewelry: "The upper-level narrators are devoutly believed by the locals... These offerings are probably only a small part."

"It's a pity that these mundane things should have no meaning to a god." Gawain said casually, and then, his eyes were attracted by a gorgeous and exquisite one-handed sword placed alone - the one-handed sword did not It is placed in a hole in the wall like an ordinary offering, but on a platform at the end of the room, and is protected by a talisman around it. There seems to be text on the platform, which is extraordinarily different.

Gawain came to the platform and saw a line of text on it:

Holy and great King Balmoral dedicates to my lord, summer day in the year of chamomile.

"It seems that a king dedicated it to the upper-level narrator..." Gawain looked at the line of text and said casually.

"King Balmora..." Selena also saw the line of text, and her expression showed a trace of thought, "I seem to have some impressions."

"Oh?" Gawain raised his eyebrows. He originally thought it was an insignificant name, but he sensed a strangeness in Selina's expression, "What did this king Balmora do?"

"According to the data output by the log system, it is a virtual personality automatically generated by the sandbox," Selina said while thinking, "At the beginning of its birth, it was a slave of Nim Drow city-state, and then it was set according to the system. , relied on slave fighting to gain freedom, became one of the guards of the city-state, and was slowly promoted to captain of the guard..."

"A slave-born guard?" Gawain couldn't help but be surprised, "Then how did he become a king?"

"Let me think about it... According to the time in the sandbox, it should be about two hundred years before it got out of control. Nim Drow city-state was enveloped by insect plagues, water sources were polluted, food harvests failed, and locusts and black beetles ate most of the After saving food, the nobles of the city-state fled, and the king also took his cronies and treasures to take refuge in a nearby country. In a critical situation, the people who were still alive in the city-state decided to elect a new king who could find a way to fight the pest plague. Whoever finds a source of food and a new source of water is the new king.

"As you might imagine, this 'sandbox dweller' called Balmora did these things - he found the source of the plague outbreak, took the people of the city to find a new source of water, and brought soldiers with him Catching up with some of the fugitive nobles and recapturing some of the food they took away... All are remarkable feats, even beyond our preset 'script', no 'virtual inhabitant' has ever been able to do these things to advance history The big things about the process, things like that, are often done by relying on external input scripts... so I'm impressed."

"What happened to this great king in the end?" Gawain asked curiously.

Selena seemed to hesitate for a moment before saying softly, "...Deleted."

"deleted?"

"The script was so biased that the sandbox thought the system was at risk of being out of balance, so it corrected itself. Balmoral died suddenly in his prime, which was actually deleted - of course, he left behind in the history of Sandbox 1. I have my own reputation, and at least this part of my reputation has not been reset."

Gawain didn't speak for a while, just quietly looked at the sword placed on the platform, as if he was watching a virtual personality born in a dream world and created by the system, watching him change from a slave to a soldier, from Soldiers turned into generals, generals into kings, lords, and finally... deleted.

Suddenly, he had a strange feeling for those beings who were sinking and rising in the sandbox world.

His attention soon returned to the temple belonging to the "upper narrator".

"Then, according to the clues here, the king of Balmoral dedicated his sword to the gods," he said to Selena beside him, "that is to say, in the active age of Balmoral, the upper narrators The faith of , has already been born, and has even become the core faith of the city-state of Nim Sandra."

Selena obviously thought of the same thing, her expression thoughtful: "It seems...that's it."

"The sandbox system wasn't out of control at the time - you external monitors were clueless about the presence and existence of this temple."

"Indeed."

Gawain raised his eyelids: "Why do you think this is?"

Selena pondered and said slowly: "Either... the upper-level narrator distorted time and history after the sandbox got out of control, and weaved a world process that didn't exist in the sandbox world, or the sandbox system got out of control. It happened earlier than we thought, and even the surveillance system has been deceiving us.”

Gawain fell silent.

Either way, it's not good news.

If it is the first possibility, it means that the erosion and control of the sandbox system by the upper-level narrator is more serious than expected. He even has the ability to manipulate time and history in the sandbox world, which is beyond simple mental pollution;

If it is the second possibility, it means that his pollution leaked earlier than everyone expected, which means that it is very likely that he has left undetected hidden dangers in the real world that may erupt at any time...

In all fairness, Gawain would rather encounter the first situation.

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