Sword of Daybreaker

  The blooming of human nature often stems from the decline of divine nature.

In the vast and boundless shadow courtyard, the two former gods fell into silence and thinking at the same time. Only the magic net terminal on the side was still projecting light and shadow from the mortal world. This silence lasted for a long time, Milmi Nacai suddenly broke the silence: "It seems that it is right to find you to kill time... If it is myself, I am afraid it will take a long time to observe my own changes."

  Amorn’s gaze quietly fell on Milmina: "So this is the reason you keep coming to bother me?"

   "No, the main reason is that you have internet here."

"...Well, at least honesty is a good character," Amone seemed to want to let out a sigh, but finally got to the point. "Then talk about your'humanity'-do you have a clue, why is your humanity? Part of the improvement so fast?"

"Why don't I have any clues?" Milmina shook her head, her tone of confusion from sincere, "After all, everything I have done so far is an adventure, an experiment, and there is nothing to refer to before. For example, there is not much exact data in the process. I only estimate the changes in my divinity and humanity based on my feelings. Maybe this is normal now? Anyway... human nature is booming, divinity is declining, This is always a good thing."

"Divinity means madness, and the more we lean towards it, the farther away we are from reason. On the other hand, divinity also means the connection between us and mortal thoughts. Mortals will not suddenly collectively forget certain things, so this The connection can't disappear out of thin air..." Amorn's eyes were crystal clear, and his voice echoed gently in the courtyard. "According to our understanding, the mortal world has neither experienced a large-scale depopulation nor It may happen that within a few months there will be a shift in thoughts all over the world, and your current divine decline is obviously far faster than the speed at which mortals can forget you... This is a great anomaly, I think it’s best not to use a sentence casually. 'It's all good' explained in the past."

"...Well, I also think that in the past few months, mortals will not have forgotten me," Milmina was silent for a moment, had to suppress her indifferent appearance, and began to take it seriously. The question asked by Moen, "But speaking of my'human nature'...Old Lu, you seem to have changed a bit recently, haven't you noticed it yourself?"

   "I don't like the nickname you gave me," Amone said immediately, and then his gaze narrowed slightly. This was a sign of his thinking, "You said I have changed recently?"

"Yes, and it has changed a lot," Milmina said directly. "The biggest change is that you talk a lot more now, and you are showing more and more'proactive' in your personality-I still remember You looked lazy and dull when I saw you. Although you are still dull now, you are not lazy at all."

Amorne fell into deep thought. During his thoughts, he slowly said: "So... you and my divine part are declining, and this has caused us to show a more'human' state. This change has happened recently... …And the mortal world has not undergone tremendous changes recently-so what do you think is the most likely explanation?"

   "Something is interfering with the connection between us and the ‘thinking trend’,” Milmina’s thoughts worked very fast and she immediately said her own thoughts, “or is filtering out the influence of the thought trend on us!”

"What would it be?" Amone's voice sounded a little cautious, even with a hint of tension. Although he was once the highest **** believed by the elves, he is now trapped here and can hardly control the direction of anything, so He is particularly sensitive to unknown changes, "Who will interfere with the connection between us and mortal thoughts with what purpose? Who has this ability?"

"I don't know, I'm as lacking as you..." Milmina shook her head, but the next second, her gaze suddenly fell on the broken ground in front of Amone-this broken ground The atrium connecting the rebellious courtyard and the gateway to the distant rebellious fortress. It was once empty and deserted, but now there are a lot of "things" from the mortal world, such as a magic net matrix that emits a gleam, and crystals floating in the air. There are many new things that even Milmina can’t recognize, and seem to have been invented by human experts after she left the material world. These large and small magic machines are distributed around Amorn. It runs quietly without supervision, and looks orderly.

  To the huge gods, they are as inconspicuous as many small shining stones scattered around, but they are a little pretty and cute.

  Milmina had a thoughtful expression on her face: "When they helped you set up these things, did they introduce you to the names and functions of each of these machines?"

  Amorn sighed: "I said that the mortal named Carmel came here to install the equipment. He came and went in a hurry and didn't explain too much to me. Why, these machines have problems?"

"Although I very much suspect that you just didn't remember or understand that mortal's explanation, I have no evidence," Milmina said, her eyes filled with arcane brilliance narrowed slightly. "I can't see the problem. , But I have seen how the “magic network communication” system invented by mortals works. I didn’t pay attention to the machines around you before, but now think about it... If you just want to maintain the communication between the rebellious courtyard and the material world, it’s fundamental There are not so many machines, especially these floating crystals..."

   "What do these floating crystals do?" Amone couldn't help but asked curiously.

"In most cases, they are used to spread magic net signals or stabilize the magic environment. Although the rebellious courtyard is large, in fact, only one crystal is enough to cover such a large courtyard. Even if you count the backup, it is only Two or three of these devices are needed, but there are a dozen crystals, large and small, arranged around you, as well as these matching matrices, and the extra-large one... I can't see what it is for."

As Milmina said, she finally stood up, her figure rising from the ground like a high tower, she walked between those large and small installations, her eyes scanned the entire area around Julu Amorn, finally If there is a clear understanding: "... only a small part of these things are really used to maintain the communication function of your magic net terminal, and the rest... is to create some kind of'environment' around you."

  Amorn finally reacted little by little, his eyes clear and bright: "So, this is an experiment-some kind of experiment in the name of helping to set up Monet communication."

  Milmina turned her head and looked at the former **** of nature with a smile but a smile: "What? I feel like they deceived you? Dissatisfied with their hidden real motives?"

   "No, they are helping me." After a few seconds of silence, Amone broke the silence softly, and his voice was as gentle and sweet as ever, "I have been lying here for three thousand years, but my thinking ability has not deteriorated."

"They are helping us," Milmina looked at Amone for a while, then slowly walked back to the previous position and sat down again. "Although I don't know what they did, they are obviously trying to cut you off. The remaining chains on my body... It turns out that it is not just us so-called'gods' who are working hard to break free of the chains."

  This time, Amorn didn’t even refute the term "we" that the other party said. He just thought quietly and said after a long time: "So, they are still standing with us..."

   "This requires a little understanding." Milmina said along with it.

Amorn didn’t speak, he closed his eyes, and didn’t know what he was thinking about. After an unknown long time, his voice sounded again in the chaotic and gloomy world: "Don’t run farther, the power of these devices may only be Can cover my little yard."

There was no echo from his side, Amone couldn't help but opened his eyes. He looked aside, but saw the lady who was as tall as a bell tower was sitting next to a huge ship engine wreck. , Lowered her head as if falling asleep—for many days in the past, she had been consciously keeping a distance from these wrecks, because these heritages from the sailors have always made her divine part uncomfortable, but now she is relying on On that, he fell asleep without guard.

  Amorn looked at that direction quietly, but finally did not speak to wake him up-it is not easy for a **** to sleep well.

"good night."

  ……

In the experimental hall of the Empire Computing Center, Node Bachelor Yuri gently rubbed his forehead that was a bit swollen due to prolonged concentration. His gaze swept over the data projected by a certain monitoring device on the side, and then he retracted his gaze. Continue to pay attention to the ups and downs behind the mental hub.

The essence of this "tide" is actually the "non-directed thoughts" from the deepest layer of the neural network. It is the data ripples generated by tens of thousands of human minds in group unconscious dreams. These are derived from human minds but do not possess In any sense, the complex data that is constantly being refreshed and reorganized is a by-product of neural networks.

In the past hundreds of years, the eternal sleepers have regarded it as an extremely dangerous "mind quagmire" because it can swallow almost any ordinary mind that falls into it-in that chaotic and disorderly thinking quagmire In this, the most broken, most illogical, and most incomprehensible fragments of human consciousness are surging like disorderly turbulence in the ocean. Both reason and madness are meaningless in the face of this absolute emptiness and chaos. Entering it will instantly deplete and collapse, and no one has ever thought that this piece of "quagmire" that can make any mental exhaustion and chaotic death is also a useful thing.

  Anti-divine barrier.

A beautiful lady wearing a white researcher uniform with her hair rolled up came to Yuri's side. Her voice was as sweet and soft as singing: "At present, the barrier generators we set up in the courtyard area are all effective. After deploying non-directional thoughts as a barrier around the target, the divine pollution leaked out was quickly weakened to near the safe value."

"The extreme of human nature is divinity, and the extreme of divine nature is madness, but the premise of this chain is that the'ideal trend' must point to the gods-if even the ideological trend is not directed, then the strong chain will be lost. The key link broke apart...such a simple truth, we didn't even want to understand it until today."

"There are many simple truths in the world, but if you are unlucky, we might not think of them until the end of the world." The lady with a pleasant voice smiled, and then the topic changed. "Unfortunately, we still can't confirm it directly. The state of the target itself, I don’t know how the target feels during this process..."

"Maybe it can only be based on tacit understanding, Ms. Wendy," Yuri said, "but the good news is that we are progressing very quickly. It may not be long before we can communicate directly with'over there.' They cooperated with each other by feeling."

Wendy nodded, and then his gaze fell on Yuri's face-there was a trace of fatigue hidden deep in that face, and the outside of her eyes seemed to be darker than yesterday, which made her a little worried: "Are you supposed to Take a break? You seem to have not taken a break recently to test these things."

Yuri waved his hand and took out a glass vial from his close-fitting pocket. He unscrewed the cap and drank the alchemy potion inside. The whole person suddenly regained his spirits except for the dark circles. "It's okay. Compared to the time when I was studying neural analog pulses at the Orlando headquarters, the workload is not much."

   Wendy looked at the alchemy potion bottle that Yuri casually threw in the trash can nearby, sighed helplessly, and took out the exact same potion bottle from her arms...

  Since when did the former permanent sleepers lose their sleep one by one?

  ……

  Under the solemn thirty-two ancient stone pillars, the conference hall was falling into the last silence before the vote.

  This is the last vote on the entire agenda. For the delegates present, this vote is more important than any previous round of voting, and the decision is more difficult.

As Gao Wen said-the establishment of a theocracy is not only as simple as paying some human and material resources for countries, it means a lot of social changes, and even for some countries, it means Their social order will be tested in a round, and not all rulers have the courage to face this challenge.

  But this matter has another level of attraction for many delegates-for those leaders who have already wanted to weaken the authority of the Holy See, and for those leaders who want to strengthen the centralization of power, part of the concept of the theocracy is exactly what they want.

  But those parts that involve universal education and the promotion of civil rights make some people hesitate.

  It’s difficult to decide between weighing.

  Gawain gazed calmly at the quiet venue. In the silence, Rosetta Augustus’s voice finally broke the silence first: "Typhon join."

  Not far away, under the huge stone pillar, a magical glow appeared on the surface of the flag with red stripes on the black background, and Typhon's seat appeared bright in the light.

  "Silver Empire joins." Bersetia's voice sounded, followed by the elves' banners.

  "Talrond joined." "Sacred Dragon Principality joined."

  "The Gaoling Kingdom is willing to join the Theocracy Council."

  "The Uttar Pradesh agreed."

  "Ogure Tribe State..."

The difficult trade-off was finally over, as if a halo suddenly spread in the venue, and the flags representing the mortal kingdoms were lit one after another, and the clear light rose from all around the venue like a round of dawn, covering all the scene. The face of the representative.

  No matter how many of them are still swaying in their hearts-there is no turning back to the bow.

   "Then, I declare the theocratic council officially established."