Chapter 301 Stars, White Tower and Ancient Gods

Latest website: The White Tower is located in the westernmost part of Shangcheng District, on a high cliff backed by a mountain.

This is a huge white tower with a radius of at least a thousand yards from the base of the tower.

The long tower body even left the scope of the holy fire and disappeared into the black mist.

When this behemoth came into view, Rhodes was really shocked by it.

It wasn't until several apprentices pulled at his sleeves that he came back to his senses.

"Such a big tower, there must be a lot of people inside, right?"

"Not many." The apprentice in a white robe shook his head and replied: "Including the entourage, there are only two hundred people in the White Tower."

"so little?"

"Yes, the White Tower is a special building. Half of it is located in the spirit world. The tower is contaminated by the breath of the spirit world. People with non-star characteristics cannot stay there for a long time."

"What are the characteristics of stars...?"

"Star Sense, Star Eye, and Star Omen. These three characteristics are collectively called star characteristics and belong to the prophecy system. Only with these three characteristics can one become a prophet and observer of the White Tower. If you live in the White Tower for a long time, you will not be affected by it. The erosion of the breath of the spiritual world.”

"Will the breath of the spiritual world... corrode the human body?"

The apprentice came to the majestic gate of the White Tower and explained patiently.

"The spiritual world is not the world of the living, but the world of spirits and energy. The breath of the spiritual world will corrode the souls of the living and assimilate human flesh and blood until it becomes one with the spiritual world."

"People with non-star characteristics are not suitable for long-term activities in the spiritual world. Even holders of star characteristics need to go out regularly to alleviate the erosion of the soul by the spiritual world."

Rhodes hesitated for a moment and asked, "But I have seen many monsters in the spirit world..."

The apprentice shook his head: "That's not a living person."

He gently put his hand on the door, and countless rays of white light suddenly crisscrossed from under the door and converged upward, forming a huge pattern.

With a bang, the door opened.

A strange breath hit his face, making Rhodes vaguely feel like he was back in a dream.

Is this the breath of the spiritual world?

But Rhodes was more concerned about what he just said.

"What do you mean? Monsters are not the living? What are the living?"

The apprentice gave him a strange look.

"The living are souls with gnosis and wisdom. The souls of monsters are chaotic and disorderly. Rather than being souls, they are more like the condensed product of some kind of black mist. They only exist to maintain and drive the twisted and dark materialized bodies. s things."

Another apprentice saw Rod's young face, not much older than them, and continued to explain.

"The essence of monsters is black mist. We call it the dark law. Monsters are the embodiment of the dark law. Different monsters are formed due to different characteristics and carriers, but the essence is black mist."

"Their spirit and body are highly integrated, so whether you destroy its soul or body, its entire existence will collapse, and the black mist will return to the void, leaving only the ashes of the body and the condensation of residual power."

Rhodes suddenly realized that no wonder every time he killed monsters, they turned into black ash and scattered in the air.

All that was left was a pile of remnants and a ball of condensed monster ashes.

There was a sudden movement in his heart.

If that's the case, what does the soul he stole count? What is the black line that sinks into his body?

Of course, he didn't ask, he just changed the topic.

"Is there no pollution in the monster's ashes? I heard that they often use monster ashes to make potions, spiritual materials, weapons and equipment, and even food."

The apprentice shook his head.

"No, the ashes of the newly born monster are quite pure. The black mist that has lost the basis of its existence has completely collapsed and returned to its source. You can even eat the ashes directly with rice. Maybe it can restore spiritual energy and increase the strength of the soul. "

Another apprentice added: "But if it is left for too long and comes into contact with the outside world, it will also be contaminated and gradually turn into decay."

"So, once the monster is killed, we must immediately clean the battlefield and put the monster's ashes into a red stone box or an urn bag."

"In large battlefields, we will also have a dedicated profession to clean the battlefield and collect ashes."

Rhodes nodded.

He knew that this one was called a collector, and they were usually ordinary people with smart hands and feet.

After thousands of years of continuation, the system of the royal city is still quite complete.

During the chat, Rhodes followed the apprentice's steps into the White Tower.

The space inside the tower is very grand, filled with shining psychic crystals and strange devices. At a glance, it looks like a crystal palace.

Although there were not many people, the space was very clean, dust-free and only slightly messy.

In some rooms, Rhodes saw huge tables and chairs and even larger drawings of stars.

In another room, Rhodes saw papers covered with various numerical symbols and an old man sitting on the ground, meditating.

"What is he doing?" Rhodes asked.

The apprentice told him.

"This is Simon. He is calculating the orbits of the stars, trying to find the laws of star movement, and thereby calculating every star phase in the future."

Rhodes glanced briefly and found that the papers on the floor were full of complex partial differential equations and matrices, as well as some vortex soliton resonator model data.

Its complexity and huge amount of calculations are simply beyond what humans can accomplish.

"awesome."

Rhodes sighed sincerely.

Although he has good talent in mathematics, he cannot master various powerful mathematical tools as he wishes.

Once exposed to complex problems, mathematics becomes like a ferocious evil ghost, complex partial differential equations are like weird nooses, and complicated matrices are like traps filled with sharp blades, making people wear a mask of pain.

And this strong man actually calculated such a complex problem by human power. The partial differential equations were almost twisted into twists, and the various symbols piled together were as dazzling as flies in a dry toilet in summer.

Rhodes could barely identify a small part.

He seemed to be writing a mathematical equation that could describe the entire motion trajectory of the Seven-Year Star.

The Seven Stars are the most common and easiest to observe seven stars.

Their trajectories are relatively fixed, always starting from the same starting point and returning to the same end point in the end.

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The time taken for this process is one week.

Fixed for seven days, eternal.

However, although the starting point and end point are the same and the time is the same, the trajectories in the middle are different.

This is a very strange thing, and he seems to want to understand this mystery.

After looking at it for a moment, Rhodes said: "Sir Simon, the solution to your equation seems to be divergent and there is no answer."

The old man on the ground suddenly raised his head.

His face was covered with a beard and his disheveled hair almost covered his appearance, but it could not hide his bright eyes.

"Can you understand?" He sounded extremely surprised.

Rhodes said cautiously: "I can understand a little bit."

"For example?" His tone was full of doubt.

Rhodes briefly spoke.

"For example, this equation should describe the movement trajectory of the seven stars last week, but it does not completely match. The trajectory is deviated by 1 degree, and the ellipse formed is deviated a lot, and this equation..."

"No need to say it!"

The old man jumped up wildly and grabbed Rhodes' hand. His red eyes were like a super demon seeing a stunning beauty without clothes.

"Are you new here? What's your name? Xiaoke, go and tell Meredith that I want this person."

The apprentice became anxious: "Master Simon, he..."

"Needless to say, I don't want any share of the Light Crystal this year. I want him."

The apprentices wanted to say more, but the surge of psychic energy in Simon's body made them speechless for a moment.

Even Rhodes couldn't breathe.

You know, he is now an eighth-level psychic.

To achieve this effect, it must be at least three levels higher than him.

Eleventh level psychic power, that is the proper ranks of strong men, high-level combatants.

Instead of going out to fight, he was studying the stars in the White Tower.

Rhodes was surprised and a little amused at the same time. He quickly mentioned psychic powers and said, "Master Simon, you misunderstood. I am the captain of the Hand of the King, an alternate elder, a third-level commander, and the defender of Fanxing Town. Rhodes. Come and visit the White Tower upon invitation.”

A bolt of spiritual energy flashed through Rhodes' body like lightning, and Simon let go of his hand.

"You don't have the characteristics of a star. You have fire. You are of the spark sequence."

His tone was extremely disappointed, and he sat down slumped.

Even Rhodes felt unbearable and comforted him.

"Master, knowledge has nothing to do with sequence. If you really want to use knowledge to decipher the mysteries of the stars, you can recruit and train more students and spread your knowledge more widely..."

"It's useless, you don't need to comfort me. Wangcheng only worships visible power. No one is interested in playing with a bunch of numbers. Moreover, my path may really be a dead end. Even you can see that it has no solution." of."

Rhodes smiled: "That's not necessarily true. Mathematics is a tool. The reason you don't find the answer you want is because you use it in the wrong place, just like using a sword to plow the land or a knife to dig mines."

"Perhaps there is no connection between the trajectories of the seven stars. Each star only moves in its own way. It is impossible for you to forcefully connect them."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man suddenly froze on the spot as if he had been struck by thunder.

"No connection? Each star is independent?"

he repeated in a murmur.

"ah"

He suddenly let out a strange long sigh, as if he had opened the door to a new world.

"I see!"

He suddenly turned around and squeezed Rhode's hands, his red eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

"Rhode, right? I'll come find you!"

Before Rhodes could reply, he turned around and ran away, disappearing from the end of the room in the blink of an eye.

The powerful psychic pressure went away, and the apprentices could speak again.

"What bad luck." An apprentice complained: "I met this old madman again."

Rod asked curiously: "Why do you call him an old madman?"

"Madman Simon, who doesn't know that this guy is crazy and insists on developing a super equation that predicts the movement of all stars? He says that as long as his great work is completed, we will no longer have to worry about sudden disasters."

"I think he is just dreaming."

"Yes, this shows the impossibility."

The apprentices complained to each other for a long time, and Rhode followed them and continued to walk up.

What I saw along the way was that there were strange people and strange things everywhere in the White Tower.

Some people were holding the basin motionless, some were lying naked on the ground, and some were looking in the mirror crazily. His room was full of bright mirrors, and the reflected light made Rhodes unable to open his eyes. .

According to the apprentice's description, they are all people who are looking for the secrets of the stars, trying to sense the trajectory of the stars in the future through various methods, so as to learn more distant times.

After a long time, Rhodes finally arrived at the top of the tower.

In a huge pure white room, I met Meredith, the Lord of the White Tower.

He was sitting on a huge astrological disk, and behind him was a spherical astrological device floating in the air, occupying one-third of the entire room.

The complex sphere is composed of multiple layers, which are intertwined and rotated, creating a strong three-dimensional sense of space.

The apprentices bowed and saluted respectfully: "Teacher, Mr. Rhodes is here."

Meredith opened her eyes.

With a bang, the spherical planetarium stopped rotating and hovered behind him.

"Rod, nice to meet you."

Meredith's voice was unexpectedly kind, and his snow-white beard blended in with his robes, making them almost indistinguishable.

"Although this is our first meeting, I have been paying attention to you for a long time."

He floated down from the astrological disk and held Rhodes' hand, his light eyes full of wisdom shining with a strange light.

"Your destiny is very strange, like a cliff. It seems to have changed dramatically at a certain stage... Well, your future destiny is full of mist, with red flashes and colorful streamers, but I can't see its trajectory. , it’s like disappearing.”

Rhodes looked confused when he heard this. He hesitated for a moment and asked carefully: "Is this good or bad?"

Meredith's white beard bristled.

"It's full of uncertainty, it's unpredictable, and I understand why Asa calls you the Son of Destiny."

"Why?" Rhodes asked curiously. He remembered that Asa was the leader of the Defiler Sect and held the Book of Destiny.

Looking at it now, it was the shadow behind the scenes when the three justices were killed that day.

"Because the Book of Destiny cannot replace your destiny trajectory, he believes that you, like the Book of Destiny, have a wonderful connection with the Ancient God of Destiny."

Rhodes was startled: "The Ancient God of Destiny?"

"Yes, the Ancient God of Destiny, one of the most powerful gods in the Second Age. After the catastrophe, it mysteriously disappeared without a trace or ending, just like the reborn Ancient God Heragetos. , many people believe that they are not dead and are hiding somewhere in the spiritual world.”

Rhodes couldn't help but said: "We can't pronounce her honorable name..."

Meredith smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. The White Tower is a specially treated closed space. It is in both the material world and the spiritual world, and will isolate mysterious disturbances."

Rhodes relaxed a little, carefully considered his words, and said.

"Sir Meredith, I read from the ancient books in Fanxing Town that the reborn ancient god Heragetos is dead. She was divided into eight pieces and scattered in the spiritual world. She evolved into Monsters, one of which was killed by an unknown tall and handsome hero.”

Meredith looked at him slightly surprised, but the apprentice beside him spoke first.

"You must be fake. In the Second Era, after the Great Disaster, all the gods fell. Therefore, the Third Era is also known as the Era of Man. The Kingdom of Stars is a human kingdom that existed in the Third Era. They left behind The ancient books will not record it in such detail, it is almost like seeing it with your own eyes."

"Yes, it may be a story written by a bard."

Rhodes scratched his head.

"I remember wrongly. It may be an ancient book from the Second Era found in Fanxing Town..."

The apprentice immediately retorted: "This is impossible. We have passed the spirit world prophecy test. Only the Ancient God of Rebirth and the Ancient God of Destiny did not have any feedback, proving that they are likely to still exist. The high-status spirits have isolated the power of prophecy." snoop."

Rhodes suddenly remembered the residual spiritual energy that emerged after killing Heragetos' body.

It was begging Rhodes to kill its other seven remaining bodies and promise to give him strength.

From this point of view, it is indeed not dead.

But how to say it?

Rhodes couldn't think of anything convincing to say, so he could only reply mockingly: "Maybe... what if it's true?"

The apprentice wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Meredith.

"I think it's possible."

"Xiao Ke, write it down and write it into the Book of Gods as a standard answer to similar questions."

The apprentice looked dissatisfied, but could not refute what the Lord of the White Tower said, so he could only agree dully.

Rhodes asked curiously: "The genealogy of gods? In addition to observing the stars, do you also observe the ancient gods?"

Meredith smiled and said: "Of course, what we are observing is everything in the spiritual world. When the catastrophe occurred, many ancient gods fell into the spiritual world. After being corroded, they turned into terrifying monsters, hiding deep in the spiritual world. place."

"It's a huge threat to us and certainly something we're looking at."

Rhodes suddenly realized: "Will monsters from the spiritual world attack us in the material world?"

Meredith nodded slightly.

"This is one of the biggest threats we face. More than one-third of the Fire Palace's energy is devoted to guarding against threats from monsters in the spirit world."

Rhodes was shocked. The Fire Palace is where Trolian's most advanced combat power gathers, and one-third of it is guarding against the spirit world.

Thinking of the attack that Dream Kong Bubble had received in the spirit world, he suddenly realized that the monsters in the spirit world were far more powerful than the monsters he usually encountered.

Meredith seemed to know what he was thinking, and said: "Not only are they powerful, monsters in the spiritual world can bypass space barriers and our defenses and appear anywhere."

"If we are not careful, it will cause untold damage to us."

Rhodes suddenly woke up.

So that's it.

No wonder the Holy Fire Sacrifice Site is located in such a safe location, and the defenses inside and outside are so tight.

Originally, I thought I was guarding against doomsday cultists, but now it seems it's more than that.

An apprentice said: "The responsibilities of the White Tower are very heavy, and the characteristics of the prophecy system are very rare. Our number has been very small for so many years. If you can decide the policy of the royal city, please let the Supreme Council approve more Budget for us.”

Rhodes patted his chest: "I will."

Meredith smiled, not seeming to care.

"We invite you here this time because we want you to participate in an unprecedented big plan."