High Above

The spring breeze in March has brought a warmth that cannot be ignored in Nanling, but in the north, the wind in March is still winter, and the ice cold enough to freeze the running water spreads with the frost wind. To the north of the Dawn Mountains, The earth is still covered in silvery white, and there are no traces of people in the tall pine forests. The most experienced hunters will not go into the mountains to hunt at this time.

But in such a quiet moment, a large cart passed through the two mountain plains guarded by the Monastic Knights. Its destination was the Holy Mountain. The tall frost-furred bear pulled it through the silent white wood forest, causing a stir in the Northeast. The ice wind butterfly, which is common in the area, leaves a soft sound of flapping butterfly wings.

To the east of Junling Castle, to the west of Yanjiang, the necropolis fortress complex in the northernmost part of the empire, and further to the north, deep in the mountains, is called the ‘Holy Mountain’ with respect by the world.

Many believers call that land full of hope, a land of light, a sanctuary without worries and sorrows, where all residents have no hatred or jealousy, and everyone loves and helps each other, even though it is in the cold. But there are abundant products there, and no one will worry about food.

People yearn for it, people long for it. Pilgrimage to the Holy Mountain is the best hope of these believers' lives. During the Inaga Era, when the Huaiguang Church cooperated with the empire and was at its peak, countless devout people dressed in white and carrying lights gathered from south to north like a river. , go here.

——Would people at that time be disappointed when they actually arrived at the Holy Mountain?

Sister Yingguang was sitting on the carriage, and the dragon girl was holding the staff in her hand tightly. This nun, who was very cautious in everything she did, could even be called steady, looked at the white land outside the window, and a slight feeling flashed through her heart. Melancholy thoughts.

Precisely because she was born in a village around the Holy Mountain, she was worried about the souls of those pilgrims... Yingguang knew very well that the 'Holy Land' where she had lived since childhood was not as beautiful as the outside world publicized.

In other words, the holy land that most people imagine is completely different from the real holy mountain.

Yes, the Holy Mountain is indeed beautiful.

There, there are no kings, no officials, no town mayors, village chiefs, or even anyone who has the right to manage other people.

There, everyone lives freely, supports themselves by working with their own hands, and exchanges materials with others if needed. There is no need to exchange, just give to whoever needs it. People help each other instinctively, without any private property.

Everyone performs their duties and lives together, forming a complex but simple community. Everyone makes their own contribution within the community, harmoniously and without anyone's guidance.

No one will use power and violence to resolve disputes, but use wisdom to resolve the causes of disputes... The priests with light walk here, but they never really want to rule anything.

This is a land where there are no laws, but there is an instinctive 'consensus'. There is no ruler, but everyone subconsciously respects the 'gods'.

This is the holy land of Huaiguang.

Yingguang was born here. Her ancestors were refugees from the Cangtian Royal Court. It would be better to say that almost most of the residents in the Huaiguang Holy Land were refugees who abandoned everything due to the wars in various places. They arrived here one after another and gave up everything in the 'mortal world'.

According to the elders in the village, after the civil war in the Cangtian Palace ended, a great chief of the Suyue Khanate walked through the Ice Wind Wasteland, which was still no man's land at that time, and came to the Holy Mountain to 'beg' for those who had left the country. Refugees from his tribe who fled.

[These people are my property, my slaves]

This great chief had just defeated a powerful enemy and had tens of thousands of elite cavalry under his command. Even the frontier defenders of the Setar Empire had retreated to the fortress, not daring to take advantage of them. He also thought that he was doing something reasonable and legal. Not even the Huaiguang Church would stop him from getting back what belongs to him.

But the chief received only a brief inquiry.

【Who are you? 】

He was asked like this. At that time, the great chief looked extremely shocked. He thought that his reputation had not spread to the Holy Land, so he suppressed his anger and revealed his origin, identity and status - he was a hunter, Su Yue. The leader of the Star-hunting Tarshu tribe of the Khanate is one of the eighteen sons of the Great Khan. He is the master of the Youchuan tribe, the Crystal Order tribe and the Wind Lizard tribe. He is also the irresistible master of this group of refugees who fled their homes in a hurry!

【No】

At that time, the priest who received him shook his head and denied: "You are just Ang Qin Taosu." Outside the Holy Mountain, your reputation may have its effect, but in the Holy Mountain, you are just you. Apart from this name, you are nothing.]

[Ang Qinshu, where do you get the authority to manage these people who don’t want to be managed by you? 】

[Ang Qinshu, how do you get the right to come to the Holy Mountain to beg these people who refuse to return to your rule? 】

[Angqinta forgives, Huaiguang treats everyone equally, you have to tell the truth]

[Whatever reason you say, we will use it]

When the great chief heard this, he was shocked and angry. He was the son of the Great Khan, a chief, a fourth-level sublimator, and an unrivaled cavalry army. Commander...why can't he manage these traitors?

These refugees who refused to provide sacrifices just because of the war and even fled the grassland were the worst existences in the Khanate. If they were allowed to live freely, who knew whether other untouchables in the territory would regard them as examples and flee the tribe?

It is only natural for me to punish them! How could Huai Guang, who had always believed in neutrality, not interfering in the affairs of other countries, and was weak externally, have the courage to reject him?

【I have power】

Therefore, the great chief said in a deep voice: [I...]

He wanted to say that.

But suddenly, he couldn't speak anymore.

Because after a moment of anger, the chief suddenly felt a chill.

——He just... actually wanted to show off his power to a priest on the Holy Mountain?

Yes, Huaiguang has never interfered in the affairs of other countries... But now it is not the affairs of other countries. Now, it is him who directly negotiates with Huaiguang.

As Ang Qinshu, this person is not the identity of a certain chief.

Moreover, if he really said, "Because I have power, I can rule other weak people"...

Then, Huai Guang is more powerful than him...

【This world is embraced by light】

The cleric looked at the chief calmly. He did not care about the lies that the other party said arrogantly: "Everyone should live in the place where the light once shined."

[No one has the right to ‘manage’ anyone as a matter of course]

[Leave, there is no room for your power here]

The warchief retreated.

Since then, no one has dared to come to the area around the Holy Mountain to try to recover those refugees who fled.

"What's wrong, Yingguang?"

In the carriage, the tall Milos female warrior rubbed her eyes. After a while, she saw her junior sister looking at the scenery outside the window with a melancholy look on her face. She couldn't help but reach out and pinch her horns: "I miss my hometown. ? Do you want to go home and see if you are going back to the Holy Mountain to report this time?"

"No..."

Yingguang was not annoyed at his senior sister's behavior that looked like a street mercenary. He just sighed: "I just want to understand why the Holy Mountain welcomes all people who want to settle down, but only those who are willing to stay here are those who have recently Generations of refugees.”

"Because everyone, including me, wants to leave this land that is too... boring and want to go see the outside world."

"Ouch."

Shouguang blinked, she opened her eyes wide, and glanced at Huijian beside her: "Can this be said? The priest actually has this evaluation of the surroundings of the Holy Mountain, shouldn't it be bad?"

"You can say anything."

Huijian opened his eyes, and the cleric who always had a calm smile nodded: "We are very aware of this matter."

"Most of the people living around the Holy Mountain have no desires and just want to live a good life and enjoy a peaceful life. Most young people will try to go to the Empire, Junling Castle or Yanjiang to find another a way of life.”

"There is no theater here, there is no feasting, and there is no food and sex... The more normal human desires are, the less able they are to stay in the Holy Mountain for a long time."

Saying this, Huijian turned his head and looked at the Dragonite Sister, and couldn't help but nodded slightly: "Yingguang can admit this level and dare to say that the Holy Mountain is boring, instead of describing it with his own delusions like those who seem to be pious. The kingdom of heaven in my heart, instead of facing the reality... This is considered to be a very thoughtful thing of my own."

"But, Yingguang, can you understand why?" the cleric asked.

The gray-haired nun hesitated for a while, then she tried: "Is it because of...population?"

"Yes. It's just because of the population." After saying this, she became more confident and closed her eyes.

She recalled that in the village where she first lived, there were even very few oil lamps, and people had to go outside to buy them: “For example, if we wanted an oil lamp, it was difficult to do it ourselves.”

"Not just a simple candle, an ordinary oil lamp requires glass, lamp oil, and a craft workshop to make the lamp stand... In other words, it needs a glass factory, a grease processing workshop, and a craftsman training place. .”

"And the glass factory needs a sand quarry, a pasture to produce oil or a fishing ground, an oil algae field, and a group of people to buy lamps, so that craftsmen have the need to learn and start work."

Speaking of this, Yingguang sighed longly: "A village cannot develop like this. Once the number of people increases, everyone will not be able to cooperate spontaneously. Everyone in the village does not have that kind of rules at all. Someone needs to go guide management.”

"However, no one will manage other people around the Holy Mountain... No one wants to be managed, and no one wants to manage others. People who think like this will all go to the outside world and will not stay in the Holy Mountain .”

"That's it..."

Shuguang also turned his head and looked at the snow-white land. Some smoke could be vaguely seen in the distance: "So, is it that we (Huaiguang Church) deliberately curb the population to ensure this stable lifestyle around the Holy Mountain?"

"That's what I originally thought."

Sister Yingguang said lightly that this nun, who was always very steady in her actions, observed many things in detail and had her own thoughts. It was precisely because of this that she was able to become a reserve priest at such a young age.

She raised her head and looked at the Holy Mountain, which was not far away: "While studying with my instructor, I discovered that some monks believe that civilization is a kind of poison. They believe that when humans gather in groups and there are too many, it will naturally The land has kings and nobles, and the cooperation and division of labor between people has changed from a simple mutual help at the beginning to a means of exploitation, making it impossible for people to treat each other equally."

"Huaiguang doesn't like such a chaotic and noisy world, so he creates a simple order within his own sphere of influence."

"But now, I understand somewhat..."

The nun paused, and then she spoke her thoughts cautiously: "Huaiguang is actually looking forward to us very much."

"It expects us to do all this spontaneously...to build a larger cooperative community in a way that no one is the king and no one is the ruler..."

"It hopes to find a social system different from the current one in the Terran countries, a better way to solve all problems from the source."

"They can help in any way they can, if they can."

"Really?" Huijian nodded slightly when he heard this.

A faint white light shone in the eyes of this cleric, and he whispered: "You cannot become a clergyman like that Yingguang."

"...Is this so?"

The Dragonite nun raised her head. She was a little surprised and seemed a little aggrieved: "Is... am I wrong?"

Shouguang also frowned and stared at her old partner - obviously she was supporting her junior sister more than her old friend.

"No. You're wrong."

In response, Huijian shook his head: "Yingguang, this proves your potential."

"The Holy Priest of the Holy Light will only accept those 'dead people'...those who have reached the limit of their lives and have achieved their wishes, like walking corpses, or people who have lost all ties to life."

"Red Blade. Our new partner, his child was snatched away by the redwood natives and became a sacrifice. He took revenge as a father for fifteen years, and finally killed his enemy with his own hands - after that, he felt extremely empty, like Death, but in the end, he is still awakened for the welfare of others, determined to fight so that people he does not know will not suffer the pain he suffered in the past."

"But he has reached his limit... He is already a 'dead man'. So Huaiguang made him a priest, and with our power, he can take another step on this path."

"But you are different - Ying Guang."

Huijian clasped his hands at the young nun and bowed his head slightly in salute: "Your potential has been noticed since you were in the village - you are smart, patient, prudent, logical and organized. You don't need to be bright, You can also achieve something.”

"So Huaiguang will not make you a priest. On the contrary, Huaiguang will add you to the internal watch list, equal to those with the most potential in this world."

"It's an honor."

"But, but..."

Hearing such praise, Yingguang couldn't help but feel a little confused.

She looked at her senior sister and said in confusion: "This time after our training, when we come back to the Holy Mountain, aren't we allowed to become official priests?"

"Then why did we come to the Holy Mountain?"

"We have a mission."

Huijian said calmly, the white light in his eyes lit up: "As mentioned before, Huaiguang has a watch list, which contains many beings who have the potential to change the world."

"Among them, there is a person we are all familiar with...the lord of Xiahui Territory, Ian. He is building a society that is different from our Huaiguang ideals, but has great potential."

"We are going to witness all this happening, but you are not priests, and you do not need to be priests, so you cannot witness it with other companions like me."

"So you need to know part of the truth."

Huijian's voice echoed in the carriage: "There is a piece of the truth about our Huaiguang."

A corner of the truth about the Holy Mountain...

The carriage drove through the deserted snowy road, heading towards the distant place, towards the holy mountain that appeared and disappeared in the wind and snow, blooming with endless brilliance, reaching straight into the sky.

At this moment.

——Huaiguang Holy Mountain——

——The top of the dawn——

One of the highest peaks on Terra.

A faint fluorescence flows on the surface of the pure white mountain peak. It passes through layers of stream clouds and the top is located in the calm wind flow, releasing a spherical halo that is clearly visible in the entire atmosphere, with streaks of pure cyan lightning in it. Surrounding the mountainside, a strange halo is formed, which is extremely holy.

Made of strange and unknown substances, solid steps almost like enamel surround the mountain, forming a spiral track. On the top of the mountain, there is an ancient and simple gray-white temple.

There is nothing in this temple, only the silvery-white firelight appears and disappears in the air around it. However, if a powerful psyker observes carefully, they will be shocked to find that these silvery-white firelights are a powerful force. The fire of spiritual essence is called the Flame of Broken Embers. It can only exist in the virtual realm. Even the most powerful machine gods in the virtual realm are unable to control this terrifying power that is enough to collapse themselves.

But in the temple on the top of the holy mountain, the flames of Ember are like harmless noctiluca, providing a little light for the empty hall.

And this light illuminated a pair of stone statues in the center of the temple.

It was a pair of stone statues of a boy and a girl, I don't know whether they were brother or sister.

Their appearance is absolutely beautiful, and it is by no means perfect that human words can describe. They are almost like gods coming to the world. The boys and girls hold hands and stand with their backs, one is looking at the future in front of them, and the other is looking at the past behind them.

Their appearance is almost the same, they are obviously twins. The stone statues are carved from pure jade, which is obviously the strongest material, but you can feel the soft robe and long hair flowing in the wind.

But now, with a slight fluctuation, the stone statue began to move slightly.

The color of life began to spread on the inorganic jade, and with the sound of flesh and blood squirming, the entire top of the holy mountain began to tremble slightly, as if some giant creature was opening its eyes.

Immediately afterwards...

The twin stone statues revived, and huge life manifested, turning the stone statues into living creatures.

[The possibility of a prophet at the fifth level? 】

The boy among the twins was the first to speak. He wore a silver-white ring crown on his head, with soft light silver hair hanging down in front of his shoulders, and pure white light flashing in his eyes.

[Predictions in the past were indeed distorted, but errors were previously regarded as normal and went unnoticed]

Then it was the girl of the twins who spoke. There was a bright light golden gem shining in front of her forehead. Her long platinum hair hung behind her waist and fell straight to her ankles. The halo in her eyes was as warm as the sun: [Ian... ...No matter how much we improve our estimates, his possibility is still beyond our expectations]

The twin popes "Huai" and "Light" stared at the distant south together. There was no fluctuation in their eyes, only a trace of expectation. They stared into the distance, as if they could directly see the scenes happening on the other side of the world, clearly as if they were on the other side of the world. In front of you.

[He is the greatest possibility in the world] The young man said: [He is the resurgence of the Cejalrovo family, the one who awakens the echo]

[He is the heir of Inaga and Hilliard] The girl said: [He is also the heir of the People of the Sun, the Heavenly Father and the Creator]

[He already has the power to fortify a city] The young man said: [He is also a prophet, and he is a great prophet who can be compared with us, or even better than us]

[I thought Inaga II was the biggest opportunity we have ever encountered, but we never thought that his successor would be even better than him] The girl said: [In his territory, many new things are sprouting. We have never seen this kind of thing in the past or future]

The young man closed his eyes and his voice became ethereal: [In the South China Sea, he even found the chain of cause and effect... I can't see what he found, but the future tells me that he has collected another crucial fragment]

The girl stared into the distance, and her tone was calm and harmonious: [The Minghui Cult is asking us to share information about Ian...but I have refused just now. They need to contact him in person to get the most authentic answer]

[Just wait] The young man said softly: [He still needs time, we just need to let our compatriots go and witness it]

[Just wait] The girl lowered her eyes: [Waiting is the greatest virtue in the universe]

South Ridge, Port Harrison.

Ian, who was at the Viscount's Mansion discussing the maintenance of 'Zhenglan' with Viscount Grant, was suddenly startled and interrupted his explanation of the details of Zhenglan's maintenance.

"What's wrong, Ian?"

The Viscount certainly wouldn't think that Ian was suddenly distracted - even if it was true, he certainly wouldn't care.

After all, it is normal for a genius to have some quirks and habits, and everyone will be tolerant and forgive them.

"No……"

Ian just suddenly felt his heart beating again, and he had an inexplicable feeling.

But this feeling is indescribable, like feeling someone speaking to him, but he can't hear it.

So the young man frowned slightly and didn't know how to explain it for a while: "I was just a little distracted... The explanation of maintenance ideas just now suddenly gave me a new inspiration."

After coming back to his senses, Ian raised his head, smiled and said to the Viscount: "It's okay, let's continue."

"Next, let's get to the most critical part - Viscount. I need to dismantle Zhenglan completely so that I can fully understand its structure and at the same time repair and perfect its core ether furnace."

"This step is necessary. It depends on whether you agree, Viscount."

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