Chapter 922: The Disappearing God

Naritel's words caused everyone on the scene to have an instant understanding barrier. No matter it was grammatical or semantic, no one could translate it. Gawain even had a sentence in his mind. It is incomprehensible to mortals, and even if you hear His voice clearly, you cannot comprehend His intentions...

He immediately shook his head and threw the thoughts out of his mind: This sentence is definitely not used to describe the situation in front of him...

"What's the situation?" He looked at the girl in the holographic projection. "You said there was a 'legless woman'? Was the intruder a legless woman?"

Naritel nodded immediately and made a very high gesture: "And she is very tall, like a tower, she ran all the way to the unconscious area at the boundary of the neural network, where she escaped..."

Gawain's brows furrowed a little, and after realizing that it might be difficult to grasp effective information in such a communication, he interrupted Naritel's words: "You wait over there first, I will enter the Internet and talk to you directly. ."

Naritel nodded: "Oh, okay."

"You guys are here to deal with the follow-up to the grid connection," Gawain turned to look at Rebecca and Carmel beside him, "Although the network looks normal now, we can't relax our vigilance over the status of all hubs. Follow up and observe for another 24 hours, and at the same time continue to monitor the abnormal signals in the network, in addition...Kamel, import the siren rune into the network, in the form of global broadcast."

The last one was that he suddenly remembered Naritel's messy description and the clues he had observed in the previous vision, which he suddenly thought of a second ago. He vaguely felt that the truth behind this matter might be extraordinary.

After completing a series of arrangements, Gawain did not waste time in the real world, and quickly entered the neural network where Naritel was located through the connection device.

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This "new world" built on the basis of human brain consciousness nodes has experienced a storm. Now everything has calmed down. The special nature of the virtual world allows it to repair itself at an extremely fast speed. The traces left by the storm are The whole world quickly subsided, and now only a few cracks and chaotic lines in the sky remain as evidence, telling Gawain that an uninvited guest once "visited" here.

Located in the mirror imperial capital at the center of the "New World", a large pyramid-shaped building stands in the corresponding position of the "Cecil Palace" in reality. This large pyramid facility is the imperial computing center and a series of distributed computing stations. The projection in the online world assumes the responsibility of a management center here.

At this moment, the senior technical leaders responsible for managing the neural network have gathered in the largest conference hall in the pyramid, including some of the former archbishops of the Eternal Sleeper and several experts from the Institute of Magic Technology. When Gawain walked into the hall, At that time, he was the only one left here.

"I saw traces in the sky outside," he said casually. "It seems that the fluctuations in the neural network are much more serious than in the real world."

"We have experienced a storm, and some kind of disruptive 'concussion' has spread throughout the world," a group of starlight aggregates that swelled and wriggled floating in the air on the conference table, and the voice of Megall III came from it, "But the storm didn't actually destroy anything, it just caused widespread visual disturbances and the repairs are almost over."

"This helps us determine the true intentions of the 'intruder',

Gawain nodded, and looked at one of the two special seats on his left, "Naritel, just project what you see here, if those images are 'safe'. "

Naritel clearly understood the meaning of "safe" in Gawain's mouth. She stood up and nodded while opening her hands: "I have 'eaten' the unsafe part that is very safe."

As her voice fell, a large number of chaotic light and shadows suddenly spread around everyone, and immediately formed a projection illusion that was enough to cover the entire hall. People saw the chase battle that took place not long ago in the border area of ​​the network. They saw the shadow that crossed the border. They saw the "lady" who obviously couldn't be human. They saw the confrontation and entanglement between the white spider and the invader. Saw the escape of the intruder...

Gawain opened his eyes and watched intently, and as the picture changed, he captured more and more details. When he noticed the symbols in the magical realm, he heard the "invader" and Naritel. After part of the conversation, his brows furrowed immediately, and his face became more and more serious.

Beside him, many of the archbishops of the former Eternal Sleepers also showed serious expressions one after another. Obviously, these experts who have been dealing with the "power of the gods" for half a lifetime (or lifetime/two lifetimes) also have similarities with Gawain. Lenovo.

That intruder...has very distinct "mythical" features.

Soon, Naritel's "memories" ended, the hallucinations in the hall receded like a tide, and Gawain immediately looked at the witnesses of all this: "Naritel, when you were entangled with this invader , do you feel that the other party has some kind of 'trait' similar to yours? For example...some kind of breath that you and Duwart have..."

Gawain had a hard time expressing his thoughts. He found that human vocabulary was so poor when describing this super-experience concept. In addition, Naritel was a "young god" who was not so experienced. It was difficult to explain exactly what he was trying to say, but in the end, Duwart, who was sitting on the other side of Naritel, understood what he meant. The old man in black nodded and replaced his "divine half-body". He replied, "There is a similar aura. Naritel mentioned it when she came back. She felt that the invader was a little bit like 'us'... of the same kind."

The expressions of almost everyone on the scene instantly changed.

Naritel followed with a serious face and added: "It's just like" the same kind, the difference is still very big. I have more legs than hers..."

Gao Wen: "..."

Why is this white spider so obsessed with legs?

Naritel's weird obsession with "legs" almost made everyone in the hall lose their emotional coherence, but the seriousness of the situation in front of them quickly made everyone focus on the business, Selena who never spoke Geerfen stood up: "So we can be roughly sure that a god has invaded our network..."

Yuri broke the silence: "It's not necessarily an invasion, it's more like using our network to execute some other plan..."

"That's essentially an invasion," Magnum said loudly. "He didn't ask anyone's permission..."

"The key now is the identity of this god. Among the known gods, which god is more suitable for that image? We can first rule out the god of war..."

The people in the hall began to discuss, and at this moment, Hetty's voice suddenly came from Gawain's mind. It was an emergency contact from Hetty from the real world.

"Ancestor," Heidi said with a hint of urgency and tension, "there is something wrong with the situation... Just now Grand Consul Victoria sent a message that the prayer to the goddess of magic suddenly lost all feedback."

"What did you say?" Gawain's eyes changed instantly, he sat up straight, and asked quickly in his mind, "What do you mean, the goddess of magic... is gone?"

Hetty didn't seem to expect that Gawain would come to such a radical conclusion, she was startled for a moment, but quickly gave a positive answer: "I'm afraid this is the case... Although I usually pray to the goddess of magic, I hardly get the gods. The response at the technical level, but at least the prayers can feel the feedback from the psychological level and the transcendent gaze from the gods, but from just now, even this most basic feedback when praying to the goddess of magic Mirmina has disappeared. Yes. Winter Castle has organized a large number of mages with different strengths and beliefs to conduct several prayer experiments, and the results are the same.

"Also, when I received the message just now, I tried it myself... There was really no response."

Gao Wen's face was sinking, and he said slowly: "According to our research on the operation mechanism of gods, as long as a god exists, it will definitely have contact with believers and prayers will inevitably produce feedback. This feedback does not change with the will of the gods. Unless he destroys the throne himself and falls into suspended animation like Amon, or takes his place like the Lord of Storms..."

"Yes, ancestor," Hetty said in a deep voice, "so there is only one explanation for the current situation: the goddess of magic has disappeared... At least, the 'divine position' corresponding to the goddess of magic has disappeared."

"...This is probably the truth," Gawain responded. "You should stabilize the situation first. Most mages believe in the goddess of magic, so there shouldn't be too much confusion. Announce the news of the successful grid connection first, Let's put out all the things we prepared in advance to deal with unexpected situations, the news of the football game, the promotional video of the new magic movie, as well as those aerial documentaries, commercials, including those songs recorded by Wendy... Let them all go out. In short, let ordinary people have something to see and fill their attention. As for the voices of the mages... The goddess of magic does not have a church, so let the transcendental affairs management department of the government affairs office connect with those mages. At this stage, only Accept the feedback from the public, and wait for the investigation conclusion of the magic research department.

"This arrangement is made first, and the specific situation will be discussed after I return to the real world."

"Yes, ancestor."

Heidi hung up, and Gawain turned his attention back to the venue. Wendy, who was sitting not far away, seemed to have noticed something and cast a curious gaze: "Your Majesty, what did you think of?"

"That's probably the goddess of magic Miermina," Gawain sighed, with a complicated expression, "Just now Hedi heard the news that the goddess of magic goddess Miermina has disappeared."

The people in the hall suddenly looked at each other.

"Naritel," Gawain turned to his left, "that 'invader' once told you that she can't have any contact with mortals now, and that she finally broke off contact with mortals, right? ?"

"Yes," Naritel nodded, "and she finally said that she owed a favor, and asked me to tell you that she would pay it back one day... But I always feel that she has no intention of coming back..."

"...If everything is as I guessed, then she definitely doesn't plan to 'come back'," Gawain said unhurriedly, a lot of clues formed in his mind, along with a lot of guesses and assumptions, The originally chaotic fog seemed to dissipate most of it, and the ins and outs of this incident finally took shape in his mind. Under the conjecture, it was a shocking conclusion. If he hadn't seen the suspended animation of Amoen with his own eyes, he had had a relationship with him. Talking, he probably will never think in this direction, "Another god who smashed the throne by himself..."

Immediately afterwards, he shook his head. Although he was now almost certain that the intruder that Naritel encountered was the goddess of magic Miermina, and that the other party definitely did not intend to "come back", the "return" here refers to It was "returning to the divine position", as for what the "goddess of magic" promised to Naritel would "repay the favor"... He kept his expectations.

The reason is very simple. It is very difficult for gods to lie, and they will not make promises at will. Even gods who have been freed from the shackles of the gods still seem to be limited in this regard.

It's just that it's obviously not the time to think about how a god will "repay human favors", and a lot of messes are left after a willful god suddenly ran away.

Of course, he didn't just leave a mess. For Gawain, who is very good at seizing benefits, there are a lot of valuable clues in this mess, which can help him understand the rules of the operation of gods, and even use it to speculate about other gods. state.

Maybe...it's time to talk to Amoun again.

...

In the deepest part of the Fortress of Rebellion, located in the "courtyard area" of the Shadow Realm, countless fragmented boulders are connected to form a broken land floating in the air. The metal fragments of the ancient times and the restraint devices left by Gondor are criss-crossed and fixed together. A huge "corpse" with a white giant deer.

In this dark and chaotic world, Amoun patiently hibernated as always, loneliness and silence seemed meaningless to him.

But suddenly, his tightly closed eyes opened again, eyes like light cast gems staring at the depths of the shadow world.

A lavender figure with many light balls and runes in it suddenly appeared in the dark depths of the vast chaos, flying like a gust of wind, and like a gust of wind, not far from the front of Ammon. swept over.

Amoen quietly watched the "blast" appear and go away. He watched the direction in which the other party disappeared and waited patiently for a while. After a while, he saw the lavender figure rushing from the distance again. fly.

The figure stopped, and a lady as tall as a bell tower with dim light stood on the fragmented ground of the Shadow Realm. He stared at Amoen lying there, making a puzzled and unexpected voice. : "You... it turns out..."

But the next second, she shook her head: "No, I have to isolate deeper..."

Before she finished speaking, the lady turned into a "wind blast" as before, and flew into the depths of the shadow world quickly and incomparably. Only a voice that drifted away from the darkness entered Ammon's ears:

"Don't say I've been here!!"

Amoen didn't make any sound or move during the whole process. He just watched silently, and all of this was quietly reflected in his eyes like light-cast crystals.

"……what?"