Chapter 923 Talk Again

At the top of the tallest mountain in Tal Lund, the splendid sanctuary is bathed in starlight for the next six months.

It seems as if the eternal starlight has been sprinkled from the sky, casting a faint glow on the pale golden outer wall and dome of the sanctuary. See Tal Lund's prosperous lights in the dark - the lights illuminate the kingdom of dragons, and the huge network of intercity pipes and air traffic lights criss-cross, weaving between highly developed and ancient cities There are lines like a net, and there are extra-large facilities standing in the depths of the lights. Those are huge factory facilities or large-scale environmental maintenance devices.

Relying on the mountains, the entire Tallond seems to be divided into two distinct layers. The plains and the foot of the mountains are densely populated with cities and factories, while the upper layers of the peaks are the temples, parliaments, the Senate and various giant enterprises. headquarters.

All this, like the stars in the sky, has not changed for many years.

A blond figure with a vengeance stood at the end of the terrace of the Great Sanctuary, bathed in starlight, overlooking the Tallond Continent.

But his sight didn't actually stop on the dragon's kingdom, but extended toward the edge of the continent, as if it had crossed the endless ocean, crossed the eternal storm, and landed on the continent occupied by humans.

"My lord," the dragon priest Heragor lowered his head, "the observers have reported that the 'magic net' of the human empire Cecil has been connected to the grid today, but it seems that there are some twists and turns in the middle, we are still investigation……"

"There's no need to investigate," the Dragon God said in a calm tone, "there's nothing worthy of your attention here."

It was just a reckless and lucky god who managed to break free from the shackles. However, the whole process was neither informative nor destined to be repeated.

"...Yes, my lord." Heragor bowed his head and responded respectfully.

After a few seconds of oppressive silence, he finally heard the god speak again: "Tomorrow, let that young dragon named Melita come to see me."

"Yes, my lord."

...

Although Naritel failed to leave behind the god who was suspected of being the goddess of magic, the hunt was finally rewarding. Naritel collected the "remnants of the goddess of magic Miermina in the border area". Jhin", a vital sample of gods for the participants in the Disobedience Plan.

The neural network mirrors inside the Great Pyramid of the Imperial Capital,

Gawain saw the black fragments collected by Naritel - they were like the flaky ashes left after some kind of paper was burnt, they looked weightless, fragile and loosely piled in one place, but in fact Each shard is much stronger than it looks, not only has high physical strength (in the network), but can even withstand Magnum's psychic storm.

"Actually, I'm very curious," Gawain looked at the samples and couldn't help but said to Yuri and the others beside him, "These fragments that fell off Mirmina...they are actually a piece of data in the neural network, Or can there be some kind of... entity in the real world. Gods have flesh and blood entities, but their 'entities'... seem to be different from what we understand."

"For the gods, perhaps the false and the true itself is a false proposition," said Selena, who was standing not far from Gawain, and at the same time subconsciously looked at Naritel, who was quietly guarding the pile of ashes At one glance (the latter seems to be seriously protecting his loot), "You should remember how the upper narrator narrowly escaped from the dream to the real world."

"So... as long as the method is right, theoretically these embers can also be brought to the real world and become samples for analysis in the laboratory," Gawain said thoughtfully, "as long as you find some kind of... to connect the neural network with reality The 'interface' that arises -- not an immersion pod or an artificial nerve cord, but something more abstract and advanced."

Selina's expression was a little weird for a moment: "This sounds a bit challenging common sense, but Naritel and Duvalt may have ideas, but do you really intend to bring these things to the real world?"

"...No, forget it, there are too many uncontrollable factors, and the potential risks are too great," Gawain shook his head, "I even suspect that these embers were deliberately left by the goddess of magic, she may be waiting for us to remove these things Bring it to the real world?"

"There are some conspiracy theories, but in the field of gods, conspiracy theories are not bad at all," Magnum said with some carelessness, "You are right, let these 'gray' be stored in the virtual laboratory of neural networks It is the safest, at least there are Naritel and Duwart guards here, and we still have those 'deep sea forces' as protection."

"The power of the deep sea..." Gawain repeated in a low voice, Tyr's sleepy face first appeared in his mind, then Tyr's ecstatic tentacles in the form of the sea devil appeared, and finally The deep sea rune of the siren finally appeared correctly, "Kamel is preparing to import the siren rune into the neural network, but how to make those runes play the best effect is a matter that needs to be carefully studied. The most direct The idea is to make those lines cover the visual area of ​​the entire network, and project them to various places in the real world through the magic net terminal connected to the network, but this idea... is not realistic."

"It sounds like a terrible picture," Semler imagined and sighed sincerely, "It's terrible no matter how you think about it..."

"It is said that Carmel and Jenny already have further ideas. I will check with them when I go back," Gawain said casually, then he took a last look at the ashes samples left by the goddess of magic, "Dispose of it properly. These samples, submit me a full protocol report before running a series of tests."

Yuri, Selena and the others at the scene immediately bowed to take orders, while Gawain nodded, took a half step back, and the figure gradually faded.

...

After returning to the real world, Gawain did not delay. After making some arrangements, he set off for the Dark Mountain Range and entered the deepest part of the fortress of disobedience.

He wants to talk to the god of suspended animation again.

This time, he only brought Veronica with him—it doesn't matter how many people he brings when talking with the giant deer Ammon. From a safety point of view, the only people in the entire imperial capital who can really get close to Ammon without any influence are him and him. The two of Tyre, plus Veronica and Carmel, who can protect themselves with technical means in a relatively short period of time. Among them, Tyre is a guy who only has small biscuits in his head. Now that he knows Amo En is a suspended animation, so of course I can't take Tyre there any more - she didn't feel depressed, she got the scene, so it's better not to bring it. As for Carmel, he will be responsible for the finishing technical work after the magic net is connected to the grid, as well as the study of importing the Siren rune into the magic net.

So this time, only Veronica, who is an ancient disobedient, entered the Fortress of Disobedience with Gawain—in fact, if it wasn’t for someone to take care of him in the event of an unexpected situation, Gawain even felt that he was alone It was no problem to come, but it was obvious that Heidi would never agree to such a risky plan, and Gawain himself... in his position, he was no longer qualified to act recklessly and take risks.

The ancient alloy barrier slowly opened, and the vast and chaotic earth and sky in the shadow world appeared in front of the two of them. Standing in front of the last safety barrier of the fortress of disobedience, Veronica looked at the hill-like quietness from a distance. The dormant god nodded to Gawain beside him: "I'll go with you this time."

The last time Gawain and Amoun talked, she was standing in the safety barrier with the others and did not come forward in person.

"This may have certain risks," Gawain guessed that Veronica would ask for it, but still reminded, "I don't doubt your protective measures, but this is a real 'close contact' after all."

"My consciousness once faced the God of Light at a closer distance," Veronica just smiled lightly, "In fact, my protection technology may be more effective than you think."

Gao Wen raised his eyebrows.

"In that case, I won't stop it," he said, "but you have to keep an eye on your state at all times - I don't think it should be difficult for an experienced disobedient."

Veronica didn't speak, just nodded slightly, then raised the platinum scepter in her hand, and opened a small opening on the ancient security barrier.

The two stepped over the barrier and set foot on the broken courtyard directly exposed to the environment of the Shadow Realm, facing the visual pressure brought by the "God of Nature" (although he had already left the divine position), and crossed the broken roads and ancient times. The bridge that was built came to the giant deer Amorn, who was closing his eyes.

The other party was obviously constantly perceiving the changes in the surroundings. As soon as Gawain and Veronica got close to him, the giant deer slowly opened its eyes like light-cast crystals. Staring at the uninvited guest who came to him, a low and sweet voice sounded directly in the minds of the two of them: "Welcome—one more guest came to my courtyard today."

"Last time I was farther away," Veronica said indifferently, "and you should have known me earlier - I was in a different identity at that time."

"Then you have to tell me your name and identity at that time," Amoun said, "contrary to what many believers preach, gods are neither omniscient nor omnipotent, and no amount of faith can really give us these two. The ability to break the rules..."

Veronica showed a smile: "My name was Ophelia, Ophelia Norton."

"...Ah, I do have some impressions," said Ammon, after a brief recollection, "that the mortal scholars who were busy punching holes in me or building braces had mentioned this name in their small talk. ... they also mentioned Herman Norton and Simmons Norton."

Veronica nodded: "That's my father and brother."

"It's really worth remembering - for you mortals, this is a long time ago. So how did you, who should be human, live to this day? It seems... your body is only human."

"This is my secret - since you are neither omniscient nor omnipotent, let's keep some secrets a secret," Veronica shook her head, "Today we are not here to find a god to reminisce, we are here I have some questions to ask you."

"Ah, I guessed it, and I even guessed what you want to ask..." Amoen seemed to have a smile in his tone, then he paused before saying calmly, "There is a The 'God' in a hurry passed by the Shadow Realm, just happened to be seen by me, she should have run far away by now."

Gawain was arranging the language and thinking about how to open the topic, but he was caught off guard when he heard the information directly thrown out by Amoen, and all the words were swallowed back, only a face full of surprise and astonishment, and even Wei next to him. Ronika was stunned for a moment.

"It seems that you really want to ask this," Amoen's tone was still calm and indifferent, "Why, are you looking for her?"

"You did see it with your own eyes?" Gawain couldn't help confirming, "She actually passed by you?!"

"I saw it with my own eyes, and if I'm not mistaken, it should be the goddess of magic... Mirmina, I remember that name. Her form has very obvious esoteric symbolic elements, and the breath released from her body also points to A spell system created by mortals. It's just that she looks a little weak, and even... seems to be weaker than when I first came to 'here'," Amoen said calmly, and finally said again. He asked, "So, what happened?"

"...She may be your imitator," Gawain hesitated for a few seconds, and finally said with a sigh, "I don't know if I should tell you the details, but there is one thing you can know right now— There should be no goddess of 'magic goddess' in the world, at least not for the time being. Mirmina has left her position, and I suspect that her current state is similar to yours."

Amoen was silent for a while, and he couldn't tell his mood at the moment from the appearance, but Gawain felt that he caught a trace of shock in the eyes of the other party - the change of the goddess of magic, obviously let this ancient "God of Nature" "All shocked!

After a few seconds of silence, Amoen's voice sounded again: "There really is such a day... Actually..."

Then, before Gawain and Veronica could speak, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a self-deprecating tone, "You said that her current state is not too much like mine, but I don't agree with that— She ran past me quickly, do you think I can do this in my current state?"

Veronica subconsciously glanced at Amone's body, and what caught her eye was the countless metal wreckage, as well as the fixing bolts and restraint locks. Impossible, let alone run all the way from the neural network to the shadow world like a free magic goddess...

In Gawain's mind, he somehow thought of Naritel, thinking of the upper-level narrator's obsession with "legs", he glanced at Amoun, and his heart was full of rants——

You eight-legged and four-legged people can't even run without legs...