She Is Not a Witch

Chapter 543: Patterns Under the Dust

After Keus left, Loren Hill sat in this small room, untied the string on the document bag, took out the stacks of yellowed pages, and read it carefully and carefully.

It seems that these pages are not the original version, but were later copied by people, but it is also true. It was originally estimated to be kept in the safest place, and generally will not be taken out. Recording this kind of thing, as long as it is true, it is not the original version. Not much difference.

Most are fragmentary records, only one of which is carefully bound together.

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Where does the chaotic vortex come from, where does it lead to, and what kind of monster are those twisted shadows? All this is exactly what scholars of the past generations wanted to know.

As a scepter priest in the Bronze Candle Palace in the church, I have more opportunities to contact those books than many of my colleagues. In my spare time, I read almost all the treasured books in the church. Except for the very few secret notes that are exclusive to the Pope, I have reviewed them in detail.

I have to say that in the chaotic disaster period more than a thousand years ago, the chaos of historical materials is unimaginable today. All kinds of reverie and inferences are mixed in the true and one-sided records, which are confusing. It took me nearly 40 years. Only then did all kinds of unsubstantiated, contradictory, and inconsistent information be slowly removed from the vast sea of ​​text, and then the broken information was gradually pieced together into a vague pattern.

Where does the vortex of chaos come from?

This problem can be traced back to this unknown gap after the Age of Twilight and before the Age of Dragons and Giants. Although there is no record of its cause, it can be inferred that it must be related to the ancients, who have strengths that we can't imagine up to now.

And where does the vortex lead.

There are many people who say that the bottom is a dark hell filled with sin, another world beyond time and space. But the only one who really entered the vortex and was able to return was the Seraph. Although she did not say it explicitly, the heroes around at the time recalled that after the Archangel returned, there was only more loss and silent sadness.

Maybe it's not a lifeless, lightless hell, but it still can't be called a wonderful world.

What the hell is a twisted shadow of chaos.

This question is the most misunderstood and the most misunderstood. There are all kinds of inferences, such as the darkness of human nature, the chaos of the unconscious, the lost and fallen soul, the forsaken people of God, and so on.

But putting aside these elements of the mind and good and evil, explain it purely in terms of power and transcendent systems. They are undoubtedly a special form of 'virus'. This 'virus' will infect the surrounding and gradually destroy the surrounding environment, but in order to multiply it, the existence of a soul must be present.

As we all know, the higher the level of intelligence, the stronger the soul, and intelligent life such as humans, orcs, elves, etc. is its prey and food.

They will fundamentally destroy a person's consciousness or soul, causing it to become irreversibly disorganized and distorted, and finally shatter into scattered, unconscious, distorted, new chaotic phantoms. In other words, these chaotic phantoms were originally the souls of intelligent creatures, that is, the remnants of human nature.

After determining its nature, it must be easy to guess where those ancient people who disappeared have gone.

Although it is not 100% correct, at least a considerable part, even 99% of the ancient people fell into this strange 'virus'.

Did the ancients never resist and resist?

There must be, and those resistance turned into substance, I am afraid it is the origin of angels.

As a life that emphasizes the purity of the soul, their existence seems to be to turn their soul into a transparent and flawless brick, and then build an indestructible crystal castle from it.

One is turbid, the other is clear, the other is scattered, and the other is solid, just like the two poles of a concept, opposing each other.

Did the angels succeed in doing so?

Although I admire those ancient people who took a different approach and created such an extraordinary sequence, I still have to admit it. The angels still failed.

Maybe they have the advantage in quality, but compared to those hundreds of times, thousands of times, or even tens of thousands of times, their resistance is just a drop in the bucket.

I guess that the birth of angels is not easy, but it is very difficult, so that many ancient people did not have time to take this road and disappeared into the world.

Subsequent research further corroborated my conjecture.

The emotions of low-level angels are not 'lively' or very rigid, they seem to lack some emotions, which allows them to maintain themselves in the face of chaotic phantoms, but this method is extremely blunt and rejects everything and only believes Order of the High Angels. Just like those crazy believers without the ability to think, some pastors believe whatever they say.

This is a comfortable thing for the pastor, but for himself, this is probably not a good thing, it means losing oneself.

We cannot know whether these numerous low-level angels are willing to be like this or forced to be like this. But what is certain is that it does work, and if the world falls into an irreversible crisis again one day in the future, our church will have to think about whether to take the same and similar measures.

Not all life can maintain courage and reason in the face of fear and disaster, and for the survival of the race, we must not give up those effective extreme methods, even if we become sinners through the ages.

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Roland Hill kept flipping through the pages, his brows sometimes wrinkled and sometimes stretched, until he finally sat at the desk, motionless.

She stroked the pitch-black text on the rough paper with her fingers, feeling a lot of emotion in her mind, but she didn't know where to put it.

Sighs, regrets, sadness, or loss of human beings in the past, many complex emotions are slowly revolving in my mind and heart.

She had thought that maybe those angels were humans left over from a distant era, but she didn't want this little expectation to be broken. Many low-level angels can no longer be called alive.

They have no social skills, do not do things unrelated to combat, and do not have any other hobbies, even joys and sorrows.

Only the few Seraphs still retain their wisdom and emotions, but they also fell, fell silent, and were seriously injured in the chaotic disaster.

After going through the most important records, there is not much newness in the rest of the materials. What is described in them is nothing more than some supplements, or the reference sources of this material, and so on.

Finally, at the end of the material, a piece of tissue paper is scattered from it.

Roland Hill picked up this worn-out piece of paper, on which was written a few things that were once excavated in the ruins of dusk. Unfortunately, these things are now kept in the Pope's Hall, and most people can't see them at all.

Among them, there is a familiar girl, a three-dimensional, divided and extremely standard prismatic cylinder. If you guessed correctly, the column should also be a device for storing data at a base in the Twilight Era.

It seems that we still have to find the current Pope to accommodate, but has the Pope been elected now?

Loren Hill slowly closed the page in his hand, recalling the current state of the church.

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