Chapter 1330 Long Memory

"This is what's left of Rock Marton..."

After taking the "matter" that emitted a faint light from the hands of the singer Tunala, Hao Ren said with emotion.

It was a shimmering fragment that was only the size of a fist. The fragment as a whole had a hazy texture, like a thin cloud of insubstantial smoke, but it was completely opaque and had a certain weight. According to Hao Ren's knowledge, it was completely I don't know whether this is a physical body or a virtual body. At the same time, even though the owner of the fragment has died, it is still expanding and contracting regularly, as if it still retains the characteristics of life.

The silvery spider silk wraps around the outside of this fragment without contacting it, like a loose cocoon-like structure, and the fragment is floating in the center of this "cocoon".

The spider silk blocks the energy exchange between the fragments and the outside world, just in case.

"It's very much like the physical 'image' left by an extremely powerful soul after it is broken," Anthony, who also has some research on the soul field, said while stroking his beard. "The power of this 'Lock Marton' is indeed incredible. If it weren't for us, we would be able to If you directly use the power of the goddess to attack it, it will pose quite a threat to ordinary prosecutors."

The singer Tunala took two steps in place, and her eight elegant and slender spider legs seemed to be dancing in rhythm: "When I attacked it, I felt a 'reverse shock' similar to the power of the true god. This is similar to Bomb Ren. The information you mentioned is consistent. Others may not perceive it as clearly as I do, but they should basically all feel this way."

Tunara is an inquisitor with similar qualifications to the Dragon Queen. As a demigod promoted from the spider demon, she has excellent perception, which is an enhancement and extension of her former racial talent.

"Ahem...Ms. Tunala, my name is Hao Ren, not Bomb Ren," Hao Ren coughed twice awkwardly and looked at the "singer" seriously, seriously doubting that she did it on purpose. "If the vague impression I read from the Mantra Tablet is correct, Rock Marton does possess part of the true God's divinity, but it just lacks the key information surrounding power and the real control over this part of the divinity. It cannot be called For the true God.”

Tunara crossed her arms, and her red eyes, which were different from humans and looked more slender and gloomy, were gleaming with interest: "Really... it's really interesting. Give me a copy of the research information after you go back and have results. I like to collect it." knowledge of this.”

"Maybe we can get some results now," Hao Ren fiddled with the spider silk outside the shimmering fragment, "You two do a favor and protect the law."

Tunala was stunned: "Dharma protector? What do you mean?"

However, Anthony, who had many exchanges with Hao Ren on weekdays, had some understanding of the situation of this "Bomb Ren". The old mage suddenly remembered the several special abilities of Hao Ren that he had seen in the database: "Are you going to start from Rock Marton's memory is directly read from the fragment?"

"The body is dead and the soul is only left in fragments. The danger of this thing should not be that high." Hao Ren smiled and raised the "cocoon" in his hand. "Ms. Tunala, how should I take this thing apart?"

"Just call me Tunala. We are all in the same unit. Adding 'ma'am' will make you feel unfamiliar," Tunala said with a smile, and then drew a stroke on the "cocoon". It originally required a powerful energy cutting device. The spider silk seal that could only be broken opened directly, "I can probably guess what you are going to do - don't worry, Anthony and I are watching for you. To be honest, I can directly read your legendary thinking. I’m quite interested in the ability.”

Hao Ren calmed down and slowly moved his hand towards the fragment of Rock Marton.

He felt that his fingers came into contact with a cold and constantly rotating "air mass". The air mass became denser as it went inside. When his fingers penetrated about two centimeters, its density reached a point where it could not be easily penetrated.

A slight dizziness hit, and then a large number of ancient memories that were unknown for how many years came flooding back...

At first, there was a hazy light, and then something shaking appeared in the light. The shaking image gradually distinguished different details, and then gradually became clear, turning into a sea of ​​red and a monotonous sky.

This monotonous sky and sea lasted for a long time, until a special individual suddenly appeared.

It was a bulging figure in the red ocean. She was shrouded in a layer of fog. Perhaps her face was blurred due to too long a memory, or perhaps it was due to some more mysterious reasons. Hao Ren could not see the appearance of this figure clearly, but The first time this figure appeared, Hao Ren realized who "she" was.

From Rock Marton's perspective, this figure quickly came over. She seemed very surprised and excited, and kept spinning around in circles. After a dozen or so circles, a voice came directly to Hao Ren's heart. It rang, no, it rang in the heart of Rock Marton back then:

"Ah - it's moving! This one is moving! It's successful! I'm successful!"

Great joy spread along the spiritual connection, and this emotion became the first emotion in Rock Marton's memory: joy.

The birth of life is worthy of joy.

"You will stay with me from now on!" The figure that Rock Marton understood as "mother" quickly said, "I want to give you a name... A name is necessary, it is very useful!"

It was said that it was a name, but in fact my mother had been thinking hard for a long time and could not come up with the name because she did not seem to understand what a "name" was.

It was given the name "Lokmaton" only after the glowing fireball flew through the sky thousands of times.

Slowly, Rock Marton learned many things about his mother and how he was born.

"Mother" seems to be the only life in this world - not counting myself who was born later.

She lived in this place many, many years ago. She didn’t know where she came from or where she was going. Her mother could never explain her origins, let alone why the whole world couldn’t see the second one. Her similar individuals. She wandered around this endless red ocean, aimlessly and doing nothing. Before she came up with the good idea of ​​"making a gadget to accompany herself", her biggest hobby was lying on the sea and observing the sun. movement and the stars at night. Among them, observing the movement of the sun is the most boring thing, because it is always the same, while watching the stars is more interesting, because there are many stars, and they are always changing.

Very occasionally, something more interesting will happen: a burning boulder will suddenly fall from the sky, creating a very large splash on the sea.

Mother can be excited for thousands of days and nights because of these water splashes.

But observing the stars and waiting for meteorites to fall on the water was not very interesting. My mother finally began to get bored and bored, and the growing sense of loneliness made her depressed.

After a long time, she finally decided to create something that could accompany her, something similar to herself, or at least something that could move and communicate.

She failed many times, and finally, after a lot of fiddling, she finally succeeded in creating it, Rock Marton.

A blindly squirming, ignorant lump of flesh.

This is how Rock Marton was born.

From some wonderful and transcendent perspectives, Hao Ren saw Rock Marton in his "childhood".

It is a small dark red piece of flesh, only the size of a human head, with no organ divisions or any trace of symmetry visible on it. It floats lazily and ignorantly on the water, and is sometimes held in the arms of its mother. , uses clumsy grunts and tremors to communicate with its mother.

The mother took it to visit the entire "world", chasing storms in the red ocean, chasing the sun, observing the stars, going to the bottom of the sea to find glowing crevices, and even drilling into crevices to explore among the scorching lava. They were still at the sea level She found a small piece of land on the ground, which was the only land in the whole "world". Mother built a small house on it with stones. The open space around the house was filled with mother's collections: collected from the seabed. Stone flakes, crystals, and the metal cores left after the burned rocks that fell from the sky.

In Lockmarton's most primitive memories, everything has a warm feeling.

However, after countless years of precipitation and wear and tear, many distant memories have long since lost their emotions. When Hao Ren read Rock Marton's memories, except for the profound joy at the beginning, most of the content was empty and cold.

It coldly records these extremely long-lasting events, sealing and filing these memories like an emotionless machine, and storing them in the corner of the soul.

In memory, it gradually grows.

My mother also gradually grew up.

The mother slowly discovered some of her own powers, and began to master them and try them bit by bit.

She seemed to feel that her children should also learn these skills, so she poured her own magical power into Rock Marton's body.

Afterwards, the memory seems even colder and paler.

The power of the gods was too powerful a toy for Lochmaton, and he was fascinated by it.

It begins to squander these powers, contenting itself with whatever consequences these powers have—creation or destruction.

It gradually became dissatisfied with its mother's control and this monotonous world.

Mother liked to observe the stars, and then came up with the idea of ​​going to those stars. She learned how to go into space, and even flew around the surface of the big glowing and hot ball in the sky. After coming back, she told Rock Marton that it was very bright. Very bright place.

Rockmarton thought this was an opportunity to leave this boring red planet, so it became well-behaved again and hoped to explore the stars with its mother.

The memory is even colder, and even those moving pictures are gradually covered with a layer of black mist.

It seems that something terrible happened during that expedition, which will explain the reason for the complete distortion of Rock Marton, as well as some secrets of the Creation Goddess, and this memory is buried extremely deep.

Hao Ren continued to dive deep into his memory.