Sword of Daybreaker

In the shadowy courtyard shrouded in boundless chaos and darkness, the giant deer Amorn confronted the demon net terminal that was on standby.

"I think this thing is broken," the former **** of nature finally came to his own conclusion after a long silence, "it didn't shine when you saw it was delivered."

"...I've said it several times, the magic net terminal cannot be delivered by the machine, it must be placed in the energy field in order to operate," beside Amoen, a mixture of clouds and Austrian symbols, The giant lady sighed helplessly. Her sigh formed a small arcane cyclone in the shadow world, causing countless dense lightning flashes on the edge of the courtyard area. "The person in charge of the installation before Didn't you tell you how to use this thing?"

"It was sent by the mortal named'Carmel.' He didn't say it at the time, and I didn't ask," Amone said in a sullen voice, "He looks busy and doesn't seem to want to be by my side. Stay longer."

"...It is conceivable that I have heard about him. He must have very complicated feelings for you," the magic goddess Milmina lowered her head, eyes filled with arcane brilliance between Ammon and the magic net terminal. Scanned, "And it should be about the same if you are replaced by someone else-after all, you were a god, how can a mortal think that you need someone to teach you how to use this thing..."

"It's not to blame me. My authority is natural power, not a magical mystery. What's more, I have left the main material world for three thousand years-three thousand years, do you know how I came here for three thousand years? I'm just lying here... "

Milmina interrupted her without waiting for Amoen to finish: "So do you need my help?"

Amone answered without hesitation: "No, I can!"

Milmina looked a little dismissive, she shook her head and stood up: "Well, since you don't need to help, then I will go for a walk."

As soon as the words fell, the lady who ruled mystery and magic had already turned into a violent whirlwind of magic power, sweeping across the vast gravel plain and endless darkness like a violent wind, and quickly disappeared from Amorn's sight.

Amone was still lying motionless between the boulder and the metal structure, but his gaze seemed to have been looking at the direction in which Milmina disappeared. He sighed slightly until the opponent was completely hidden in the darkness: "Actually you have to help..."

In an instant, a gust of wind swept from afar, mixed with powerful magical fluctuations and arcane lightning that followed like a shadow, Milmina returned to Amone again as if she had left, this elegant lady slightly Bending down, the mist-covered face seemed to have a smile: "Look, I said you need help, right?"

Amone: "..."

"You're welcome, it's a simple task for me," Milmina's smile became more obvious. Before Amone could give an objection, she bent down and stretched out her finger to touch it gently. A magic net terminal fixed on a floating boulder-this terminal is already a mainframe at the urban public facility level, but in front of her it is as small as some kind of portable device, "You see, it only needs to be like this..."

A cluster of small Austrian sparks splashed out of the void. Milmina’s fingers did not touch the device, but the resonance between magical powers had activated the rune array inside this delicate device, accompanied by a slight buzzing With the buzzing sound and the lighted rune group, the projection crystal on the magic net terminal brightened, and a clear holographic image appeared above the crystal.

A lady with a sweet smile is introducing the newly opened neural network distribution stations in the city in the picture. In the background of the picture, rows of neatly arranged immersion cabins are waiting for the citizens to experience.

"...Ah, it's on." A few seconds later, Amone said suddenly.

"Don't talk, watch the show." Milmina interrupted him directly.

"So you really just want to use my magic net terminal," Amone said lightly, his tone couldn't hear the mood swings, "Why don't you go to the human for one? He shouldn't mind..."

"I mind, I still need to proceed cautiously now-I have to avoid contact with any mortal, because I am not sure if any inadvertent contact will reconnect myself with the main material world, and I am not sure if I am true He has completed his self-isolation and purification, and there is the most important point...I am still observing the "human" in your mouth. I will not take any risks before confirming that he is really reliable."

"In my opinion, you are actually not as cautious as you said, but since this is your choice, I can't make more comments," Amone said calmly, "I just want to remind you... we There is not enough time for this season. Civilization has survived for a long time in this season, and in this world, the days of peace and peace can never last."

Milmina silently glanced at Ammon, the giant deer next to her. The arcane-filled eyes seemed to flicker a few times. She seemed to be thinking about something, but in the end she said nothing.

Amone also fell silent, as silent as in the past many years-but unlike the past, there were cheerful and lively voices echoing in this dark and chaotic courtyard at this moment, and this lifeless world also had more life.

The two former gods sit or lie quietly in the courtyard of the rebellious fortress, together guarding a very small magic machine for them. The civilization achievements created by the mortal race in this era accompany them. This companionship seems insignificant, but it seems to make them completely intoxicated-I don't know if they are intoxicated by the "program" created by mortals, or the peace and comfort of this moment.

"How to change channels?" Amone said suddenly.

"Don't change it, I will teach you after I finish reading this paragraph."

...

The story of Gawain is over. After omitting the glorious descriptions of the dragon civilization and the history that has little to do with the continent of Loren, the millions of years of forbearance and last-minute relief of the dragons do not actually need to be told. For too long, and considering the audience’s worldview and technical details that were difficult to prepare, he also omitted the final Omega’s take-off and voyage. But even so, this thrilling story still shook Rosetta before him, and Matilda on the side.

"This is the story of Tarrond," Gawain said with a long sigh of relief and summed up. "Now they have been free. This civilization that has passed the unimaginable long years and its culmination is now reborn. , Returned to the world of mortals—they are not the legendary stories of bards, monsters and beasts in different spaces, giant dragons are also mortal species like us, they will also encounter difficulties, and now they I have decided to ask the mortal world for help."

"...I really can't imagine that something like this is happening outside the'world' that we know well," Matilda couldn't help but whispered, "The fusion of gods...destructive." Break free'...I thought that everything we experienced on the battlefield of Winterhold was the culmination of all historical legends, but now it seems...There are still many things in this world that are beyond our imagination."

"You just mentioned that the dragon broke free from the **** of the gods by rushing out of our planet in the final stage?" Rosetta obviously paid attention to a more critical message. "The dragon ambassador will This behavior is described as'the ultimate act of rebellion'?"

"Yes," Gawain nodded. "According to the Dragon Clan, this is a key'ritual symbol', a key move for the mortal race to step out of the cradle and enter adulthood. According to my understanding, this is the same as The birth mechanism of the gods is related-the specific details involve very complicated theoretical models. If we carry out technical exchanges in this area in the future, I can discuss with you in detail."

Rosetta looked into Gawain’s eyes, and slowly said word by word: “You mean that all the ideological foundations of the birth of gods are based on the mortal race’s cognition of this planet, and the stars of the universe are In a field that is completely beyond our old worldview, all the religious scriptures of mortals have never considered how to explain the order among the stars, so once they enter the starry sky, the gods will lose the doctrinal basis of their existence?"

"..." Gawain couldn't help but pause for a moment, his gaze at Rosetta suddenly became very deep, "Do you know this?"

"The Augustus family once lived with a thing that claimed to be a **** for two centuries," Rosetta smiled and pointed her forehead with her finger. "It doesn't matter whether it can be called a god, but at least it The knowledge of "is true... It draws spiritual nourishment from us, and we are constantly absorbing taboo knowledge and ancient memories from it."

"...You have been ‘stealing’ knowledge from that ‘God’s Eye’?" Gawain said in a bit of astonishment, "How much did you get through this method?"

"It's not a lot, it's just a fragment after all, but it's not too small—the fragment belongs to the gods after all," Rosetta seems to have deliberately set up suspense on this topic. "Fortunately, that'eye' was once active. In an era of advanced civilization, many secrets that were not known in our time are not secrets in its era... It is a pity that this knowledge is only a trouble for a long time, under the shackles of that eye We have not been able to put this knowledge to use for generations."

Having said that, Rosetta paused suddenly and spread out a hand: "So you see, we do have the need for further technical exchanges."

Gawain laughed, this time his smile came from the heart, this is a smile that was unexpectedly happy: "It seems that it is true. The Theocracy needs these valuable information."

He picked up the wine glass and bumped into Rosetta again, and after the latter took a polite sip, he seemed to be lost in thought. The Typhon ruler was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes and stared at Gawain for a long time. When this kind of gaze was about to pass the etiquette, he broke the silence with a very solemn expression: "So, you usually have been dealing with this kind of thing?"

Gao Wen quickly understood the meaning of the other party’s words. He showed a complex smile, and his voice sounded vicissitudes of life: "If I can, I don’t want to--but as a person who has gone through the death and resurrection, I’m afraid I’m destined to Dealing with many unimaginable things. Relics of gods, demonic tides, countdown to crazy gods... There are so many things that can destroy our fragile countries."

"Indeed, there are so many things that can ruin our fragile countries... Ordinary people's luck is that they don't know anything about it. As long as the end has not come, they can continue to enjoy the last-minute peace," Rosse Ta shook his head and suddenly looked at Gawain and made a joke, "And your misfortune is that you know everything about it, and you even have to watch them get closer and closer every day."

"Now this is your misfortune." Gao Wen said calmly.

Rosetta ignored the ridicule in Gawain’s words, he just sighed with emotion suddenly: "Now I believe more in your concept of the'community of destiny' and your plans to promote world change."

Govington was curious: "Why do you say that suddenly?"

"...A person standing in front of the truth of the end, has no extra energy to calculate the bread in other people's pockets."

Gawain couldn't help but raised his eyebrows: "This sounds like a very high evaluation-then would you support Cecil unconditionally because of this?"

"Of course not, I don't even trust you too much," Rosetta said without hesitation, "I believe only in your ideas and plans, and I believe you will do something unscrupulous for this idea. Thing-Typhon may be your partner, but it may also be used as a consumable or nourishment to resist the end, isn’t it?"

Gao Wen smiled and did not answer the question.

After two seconds of silence, he brought the subject back: "Then, about the situation with Tarrond..."

"Of course, I will stand on Cecil's side on this issue. Although Typhon has survived this battle, we still have no shortage of food in our country. We will also have a strong impact on the high mountain kingdoms in the south and those large and small tropical The Kingdom issued a call and assisted Cecil to complete the preparation and launch of the Food Committee as soon as possible."

Speaking of this, Rosetta couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "As you said just now, the luckiest thing in this incident is that the dragons faced a catastrophe and kept the bottom line of the civilized race. They chose to be positive. Self-help and peaceful help to tide over the difficulties, so that we don't have to face a "dragon disaster" after the divine disaster, but in my opinion...the world is not absolute."

"Are you worried that there will still be dragons out of control and cross the ocean to plunder the weaker human territories?"

"It's not worried, it will definitely happen," Rosetta nodded. "Although I don't know the situation of Tarrond very well, and I haven't been in contact with the dragons, I can infer a lot from your description. Things. The dragons also have the same human weaknesses as us, and have the limits of their capabilities. How much wasteland can their interim government control after the collapse of the society? How many refugees can they gather and restrain? There will be dragons out of control, and These giant dragons are so powerful that they can cross the endless ocean and disturb the borders of human beings only with their bodies...It may be difficult to deal with this situation. How should we repatriate such unruly refugees? Not to mention this. It will greatly undermine the enthusiasm of member countries participating in food assistance."

Gawain looked at Rosetta and said unhurriedly: "...It can be shot down after three warnings."