Chapter 190 The Truth Behind the Door

When Roland Hill opened his eyes again, he found himself sitting in a room inside a high tower.

The dim light shone on the table, it was already late at night outside the window, and it was silent.

There was no one else in the room, only herself.

After waiting for a while, without seeing anything happening, Roland Hill turned his attention to the desk in front of him.

A thick book with a copper casing was quietly placed there, and its corners were worn and shiny, as if it had been used for a long time.

She opened the book and slowly flipped through it.

Most of them are complicated formulas, calculation processes, some design sketches, inspirations, etc. Until the last part is turned, there are some diary-like records.

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Suddenly I felt a kind of tiredness. It turned out that even me, there are times when I am tired and powerless.

Big and small affairs in Oz have never been interrupted, more than I imagined.

It's time to devolve some powers, as Edwina said, everything has to be balanced.

But these are just a little troublesome little things, and what makes me more tired is the despair in the endless search.

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When I was very young, I briefly met Trinasha, the butterfly witch who also has the name of time.

I don't know why, but it was a brief, ordinary meeting that lasted less than half a day, but the scene of that day has always been in my heart.

I was taken by my sister Selene and ran into her. She also brought a little girl, Hades, with her at that time.

"Are you Dorothy?" Those eyes looked at me, not treating me like a child who didn't understand anything.

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"Want to pursue knowledge and truth? But that's not necessarily the path to happiness." The Butterfly Witch at that time led Hades and I to walk among the flowers among the trees.

"The more you get in touch and the more you know, the more emptiness and ugliness you discover."

"Thereby becoming more and more suspicious of past opinions and opinions, and finally becoming skeptical of everything, thereby rejecting and not believing in anything good. Because that is a departure from interest and reason."

"But, even so, after seeing a lot of misfortune and ugliness, I still miss and appreciate that little irrational warmth."

"At least their presence gives me a sense of peace of mind."

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That's all I heard during my brief time with the butterfly witch.

In just a few short sentences, I used to not care, because the exploration of knowledge is so wonderful, and the strength is so happy, I can do whatever I want at will.

I've always thought so until the last few years.

However, it was only recently that I gradually came into contact with my own ceiling and limits, and realized my powerlessness and insignificance.

Although the country of Oz is getting stronger day by day, as its population reaches tens of millions, I can no longer grasp every aspect. This feeling of getting out of control is really uncomfortable.

And there is also a lot of unfavorable news in the exploration of the galaxy universe.

The Ivar galaxy is located at the end of the spiral arm of the Milky Way, and the surrounding galaxies are very few and far apart. If we want to open up more suitable planets in the future, we have to head towards the center of the spiral arm.

However, the situation on the side of the spiral arm.... (Lorraine Hill looked at Dorothy's pause for a long time, and fell into several deep origins.)

The ancients were really great and crazy.

How many star systems have they colonized and built, so that the huge number of corpses formed a wall of sighs that blocked everything. Those phantoms wandering in the void are like undead ghosts, wandering forever, chasing the living intelligent creatures forever.

Perhaps this planet is the only paradise and home. Really happy and sad words.

Now that I know all this, I'm starting to hesitate. Should we continue to maintain the illusory happiness for thousands of years, or tell everyone the cruel truth that we are just tiny animals trapped in cages.

The truth is not necessarily good, and it can even do more harm than good in life. It's like you tell a young mother that your child is bound to die, it's an inevitable fate. She must be miserable and unhappy.

But now, I can't go back.

The road is ready, and countless people and friends have been tied to the starting train, heading for the inevitable future. …

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Lorraine Hill looked at the scribbled and messy records that followed, which contained Dorothy's continual reflections and self-arguing statements.

In the later stages of Oz, Dorothy's mind was split.

Some still insist on running to the stars and fighting the endless phantom, even if it leads to the demise of everything.

Another part believes that maintaining the peace and happiness of the moment is the most important thing. Things in the stars are too far away, and people may not need it.

To this end, she also asked Tiides to make a similar phantom for herself. The two often argued with each other at academic seminars, told each other, and conveyed both views, allowing the domestic mages to choose by themselves.

This kind of behavior naturally led to the division of the domestic mages, and finally after the collapse of the Oz Kingdom, the two sides also reached a situation of mutual opposition.

Under the pressure of verdant threats and lofty goals, Luerna's faction has also paid more and more attention to efficiency and data, and gradually

To the extreme extreme of the pursuit of power. This is almost a historical inevitability.

When the copper-shelled book was finished, Roland Hill's eyes darkened, the scenery around him changed, and he appeared in another room.

At this moment, she was in front of the mirror, looking at the girl in the mirror who was also wearing a black short skirt and stockings.

Suddenly, the dark-haired girl in the mirror smiled.

"Are you the one who will read my diary in the future?" It was as if Dorothy was speaking to her from the other side of the mirror.

"Who would it be? Suqin, Tides, Edwina, Agatha, or Si Ye who is about to fight me."

"But if you can get this diary, that means I'm not here."

"Actually, there is a lot of nonsense recorded in the front of the diary. Those are things that have nothing to do with the truth."

"Did you look very carefully and guess there are clues, haha."

"Actually, although these are deeds that have nothing to do with the truth, they are important experiences for my personal growth. If I don't tell you, how can I understand how great the owner of this diary is."

"Okay, now let's get down to business. What kind of world do we live in."

"There is no doubt that this is a world with a glorious civilization. The era they lived in is about 50,000 to 60,000 years ago. This group of past existences created many races in the world. Today's humans, elves, orcs, It can be said to be a branch of it.”

"It sounds unbelievable, but it is true. That unimaginable ancient civilization, like a god, transformed the world and created new life."

"But such civilization has not continued. They seem to be extinct, and they seem to have left this Xingqiu, so only those of us are left."

"And the extinction of such a powerful civilization must be some kind of powerful disaster."

"Yes, it is the well-known chaotic disaster on the mainland."

"The source of it is the intelligent life of the ancients. They died in the disaster that spread all over as if they were infected by a virus. And the souls of those who died were also broken and filthy, becoming a new phantom of chaos."

"It's okay if it's just that, the corpses and ghosts will slowly decay and dissipate."

"But in fact they are not. They seem to be maintained by something, and they are not completely dead. That is to say, there is still some instinct and unconsciousness."

"This is something that is incomprehensible to common sense. For example, if a fish is cut into three pieces, it should be completely dead. But this is not the case with souls. Broken souls are still souls. Under the influence of a special power or strength, these existences still exist. Remaining weakly alive means that, even if they become fragments, they will slowly grow and replicate."

"That's where it's scary."

"As for the ancient civilization, its population and number are unmatched by the Ivar world, and its people are uncountable. Even if there is only one percent of such a huge existence, it is hundreds of thousands of times ours."

"The power of life at that time was not something that today's fragile human beings can contend with."

"This has led to the gradual bankruptcy of my last idea. Even if we fly out of this world and go to other places in the galaxy, we will have to face endless disasters."

"The existence of intelligent creatures is like a lamp in the dark night, attracting these phantoms to keep approaching."

"The more powerful and active its presence is, the more phantoms it will attract."

"According to my observations, it may be because there are more and more extraordinary people on this planet, more and more powerful, and the chaotic phantoms are gradually attracted, slowly approaching in the galaxy, as short as hundreds of years, as long as several years. Thousands of years. One day they will reach this final paradise."

"In addition, the chaotic vortex on the earth and the ocean is the gate of time and space for the ancients to other planets."

"The planets that can be directly connected to the capital by the ancients must be important and prosperous existences. Perhaps there is an environment suitable for life."

"If we can't support it one day, then we have to fight against the tide, open one of the doors, open up a new home, and transfer life to another planet."

"This will continue to maintain the peace for thousands of years, until the next time those phantom armies strike across the galaxy."

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"Sacrifice is inevitable, even for us witches."

"In addition, the orcs of the wild era may be right. We witches are the fragments of the gods, like the bright flames in the dark night, attracting those chaotic phantoms to chase."

"And killing the witch can keep the darkness to the greatest extent possible and delay the arrival of disaster."

"It's a sad and cruel fact. The gods are the most brilliant crystallization of ancient people, but now they are the source of all disasters."

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"Finally finished." Dorothy in the mirror blinked her next eye and seemed to relax a lot.

"Now my mission and mission are over. And you, who know the truth of all this, how will you respond and solve it."

"Like me, try to be strong despite everything and try to break the game with that weak force. Or, tell everyone the truth, let everyone bear this cruel reality with you, and then consider the final choice."

"In addition, I have to remind you that if you tell the truth, I think the witch will become the victim of everyone's shouting, just like the orcs did in the past."

Dorothy in the mirror closed her eyes slightly and took a deep breath

, and then softly spit out a few words.

"Good work, my successor."

When the words fell, the world in front of Roland Hill quickly dimmed, and in the end, only the blurred face and a tear fell on his face in the mirror.

Everything was going away, everything was disappearing, and when Roland Hill came back to her senses, she was already standing in that small underground room again.

A slight cracking sound rang out, and the diary in her hand turned into tiny particles in the disintegration sound, and then dissipated in the air without a trace.

This seems to be a tactic left by Dorothy to prevent the endless spread of the things recorded in it.

Looking at the hands that were gradually empty, Roland Hill had an unreal feeling, as if everything just now was like a fantasy. But it is indeed a real moment in history.

The turbulent real red empire, the fleet across the sea, the eastern continent where the phoenix dances, the country of mages that everyone sings about, the legendary witch of time and space, the truth of the coming disaster.

Standing quietly in the same place, after a long time, Roland Hill slowly calmed down the emotions in his heart.

"Dorothy, Hawthorn..." She slowly recited the girl's name, recalling her wonderful and legendary life.

One of the five phoenixes of the Eastern Kingdom, the Archon of the Quicksilver Dynasty, the pioneer of the magic sequence, the great witch of the Oz Kingdom, the leader of the frontier of the times, and the prophet of the truth of the crisis.

No wonder she was so confident and proud.

Loren Hill shook her head slightly and walked out of the room slowly, when she came to the last door again.

Although there were stones and soil behind the door, she already knew how to open the door at this moment.

It was as if Dorothy used to remember the movement she often used, holding her hand on the doorknob and reciting it silently.

‘Open the door, the promised person has arrived. ’

A light shone slightly through the gap in the door, and then opened, revealing the passage extending downward from the rear.

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Somewhere several kilometers underground in Mozwa, a woman in a long white dress raised her head in surprise and looked above her head.

"What's the matter, sister?" Beside her, there was a woman in a black dress. The clothes of the two corresponded to each other, like twins.

"It's nothing, someone seems to have opened the door I left behind."

"Well, who is that late guy?" the woman in the black dress asked with her head tilted.

"No, the last few people we invited have already arrived, and there is no one absent."

"That is to say, some outsiders who don't know know the secret words of the door."

"Strange, who else would know, even when she was in Oz, only Sister Dorothy knew, and she promised not to tell anyone." The woman in the black dress said so.

"Forget it, don't think about it. No matter which sage and witch come, they can't stop us. And we are going to open the door to a new world here, bringing death and innovation to this world, this Dorothy The world where my sister is no longer." The woman in the white dress stood up.

"Let's start with us." The woman in the black dress on the side also replied.

The two walked out of the room, the underground square outside was already full of people, a tall golem, and an elite mage wearing frost flames, all stood and waited, and at the end of the underground space, there was a standing statue. The giant ring that rises up has a diameter of nearly a hundred stories high.

A railroad track was laid from the ground and then stretched all the way up to the center of the ring. At the end of the track, a train full of Frostbite United elites is ready.

About seven Transcendent Sequence 9 beings are standing quietly in the square at this moment, waiting for the last moment to arrive.

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