Sword of Daybreaker

Hearing Victoria’s answer, Modil seemed relieved, with a relieved smile on his face-although to him, Victoria at this moment is still just a stranger who has just known each other not long, but " The word "descendant" still produced some kind of inexplicable imprint in the heart of this old mage who often lost his memory, and as for Victoria... her feelings were much more complicated.

But in any case, it would be good to be able to use this topic to fool the ancestors-the shrewd, strong, mature and stable Duchess of the North, who has always been in front of others, has had a deep sense of powerlessness at this moment.

"I'm here... In addition to getting to know you, I also want to know about your situation." After a sigh of relief, Victoria immediately took over the initiative to prevent the atmosphere that had finally stabilized from sliding towards A direction that I can’t control, "I learned from the Dragon Race what happened to you...such as the confusion and lack of memory, and a short period of mental trance. This may be related to your experience six hundred years ago... …"

"Six hundred years ago..." Modil couldn't help muttering softly, with a complicated expression on his face, "Actually, even though I said that, I still can't believe it, six hundred years... as you said. , I have lived almost from the early days of Ansu's founding to the present, and have been wandering in a muddle-headed manner for so many years..."

"There are not no ancient people who have survived for centuries. The miracle of resurrection has also appeared. In the transcendental realm, it is always inevitable that something beyond common sense will happen," Victoria said softly. "As a legendary powerhouse, you experienced What can change the essence of life is not unimaginable..."

"Yes," Modil thought for a while, and finally he smiled. "I don't think about it. It's rare for you to come. You mentioned my memory and mental state just now... Indeed, I'm out of this aspect. A big problem, not only can I not remember my surname, but also my hometown and all my experiences when I was young. You see, I don’t even know that I have left offspring. I don’t know that you are a descendant, and I don’t know. I have been wandering in this world for so many years-but compared to the memory problem, I recently felt that I might be in greater trouble."

"Bigger trouble?" Victoria frowned immediately, "What kind of trouble?"

"Recently, I have fallen into a weird dream more than once, and in the dream, I arrived at a place that looks like the shadow world, weird and implicitly horrible," Modil recalled his recent experience while putting himself in the dream. Seeing and hearing whispered, "I saw the gray-white desert and the ruins of the city in the distance, and a huge god...

"...The leader of the dragon clan told me that what I saw was most likely the ancient **** "Shadow Goddess" who had been'missing' for nearly two million years, but as for the other voice that was almost the same as mine, even he Do not know what's going on……"

The old mage slowly talked about all the details he could remember, while Victoria became more and more serious in the process of listening carefully: even a layman who only has a superficial understanding in the transcendental field is standing here, and he can learn from this narration. Realizing what a weird and dangerous experience it was, not to mention that she was an erudite caster herself, and at the same time she had access to the huge information publicly available within the Theocracy Council-she could think of more.

It was about an ancient god, that **** even existed in the same age as the Dragon God... The complexity and importance of this matter instantly exceeded her expectations before she set out.

Upon hearing the old mage talk about his last-minute thrilling experience in "Dreamland," and hearing that he was almost about to step out of the street and into the gray-white desert, Victoria's eyes finally changed slightly, and she subconsciously said: " You almost stepped into that desert? But I was dragged back?"

"I'm not sure what force brought me back, but this is the biggest possibility," Modil said very seriously. Although his memory is messy and shattered, the knowledge in his mind is still vast. As an extraordinary person with profound knowledge, he can roughly guess what factors caused him to wake up only by speculation, "Your magical interference, spiritual comfort, maybe there is a little blood force at work..."

"If this is true, then we should be thankful," Victoria said from the bottom of his heart. "Unfortunately, it is difficult for us to determine the essence of the'dream' you experienced, let alone try it. What will happen if you really step into that desert... Judging from common sense, if it is really a realm created by an ancient deity, then regardless of his own will, that realm is a fatal threat to mortals. "

"I think so, anyway, if I get dragged into that dream again next time, I will definitely find a way to wake up as soon as possible. If I really can't wake up, I have to think of a way to fix myself in a safe place to prevent being lured by inexplicable forces. Run to commit suicide..." Modil curled his lips, and while talking, he raised one foot and shook it. It was the foot he almost stepped into the desert in his dream. All the tips of your toes touch..."

Halfway through the old mage, the voice stopped abruptly. He stared at his toes with wide eyes, and the expression on his face instantly became very serious.

Victoria immediately noticed this, and subconsciously followed the old man's gaze-she saw what made Modil suddenly serious: on the front of the old mage’s boots, there were a few gray grains. The sand is quietly sticking to the leather surface of the boots. Against the black background, those gray-white substances that shouldn't belong to this world are particularly eye-catching.

"This..." Victoria reacted instantly, but before she took any action, Modil's voice sounded first: "Don't move, this is a sample!"

While talking, the old mage raised his hand and waved in the air, and the invisible magic power immediately condensed into a translucent hand of shaping-Victoria had never seen such a dexterous and precise hand of shaping, she saw that With a hand made of magical power, he carefully pinched the gray-white sand and slowly placed them on a small wooden plate on the desk next to him. After that, Modil stood up with a serious face. He walked out the same route as he entered the house, and it took another half a minute before he returned to the house.

Victoria knew that the old man was going to check if there were any other grains of sand left on the ground when he was walking around. Under the peaceful and informal appearance was an extremely meticulous and cautious character. She finally established a first for her ancestors. An impression.

"No more," Modil returned to the desk, his eyes fixed on a few grains of sand in the wooden plate, and he muttered in a low voice as he thought about it, "It seems that I brought this thing from'over there.' of."

Then he raised his head and glanced at Victoria, with a smile on his face: "It's against common sense, right? I've encountered this kind of violation of common sense this time. But think about it might be related to an ancient god. Contact... If you violate common sense, then violate common sense."

"You arrived there in your dream... and then you brought the things over there to the real world!" Victoria opened her eyes slightly, her thoughts flying, "Does that mean...you and' The'distance' over there is..."

"Yes, I'm afraid I'm getting closer and closer to'over there.'" Modil nodded slightly before Victoria finished speaking, but there was no tension or fear on his face. "At first I could only listen. I got some sounds, saw some pictures, and then the notes I left over there were mapped to the real world, and then...you see, I even brought out everything over there. Think about me over there. The'attraction' received is very much like a gradual process..."

"Then you can still be so calm?" Victoria's expressionless face finally changed. "The power of that ancient **** is chasing you-whether this is malicious or not, it is definitely not a good thing for mortals!"

"Yeah, I'm afraid it's not a good thing. I have encountered many thrilling situations in my life, but this time I caught up with God, but it was too exciting," Modil said helplessly, "I will think Some ways to deal with it, try my best, but I don’t think this will have much effect-what we have to face is the power of the ancient gods, and the weirdness of the gods is beyond mortal imagination... just take one step and count one step. ."

"No, this is far from enough," Victoria stood up from her chair. "I immediately reported the incident to the upper level. At the same time, I also told the upper echelons of the dragon clan. What is the power of the gods, we are not powerless, the empire also holds the power equal to the gods..."

Modil looked at Victoria with a serious face in surprise. After looking up and down several times, he couldn't help but said: "But aren't you just an ordinary administrative official in the Office of Government Affairs? How does this sound..."

"...You believe that I am," Victoria interrupted the old man a bit stiffly, "this has nothing to do with my identity, what happened to you is extremely special, it is enough to arouse your majesty, the upper ranks of the dragon clan, and even many leaders of the alliance. Attention-the value of your existence is far more important than you think."

Modil took a deep look at Victoria, and after a while he retracted his gaze, with a faint smile on his face, and a sigh of relief: "In this case, of course I believe you. But before the big people you mentioned reacted, I still have to find a way to protect myself..."

"I will stay in Tarrond for a while," Victoria said immediately, "Since I can awaken you from the "dream", then I will play some role by your side..."

"I won't talk about it," Modil waved his hand. "Before I'm drawn into that'dreamland' next time, I have to get as much information as possible, some information about... myself. Except for the information that I can't access. Besides, I hope you can fill in my missing memories as much as possible."

"Of course," Victoria nodded immediately. "Where do you want to start with?"

"Let's talk about my'missing' first," Modil thought for a while, and said slowly, "That might be the'starting point' of my memory loss... Victoria, what is the last clue I left before the world? "

"In Mosswood, your last adventure is in the north of Mosswood..."

...

In the southwest of New Argundor, the whistling sound of giant wings tearing the air fell from the sky. With the surge of magic and two gusts of wind, two huge black figures landed in tandem on the hills on the edge of the desolate wilderness. on.

Those were two black dragons. One of them was small, but was draped with fearsome steel armor and complex magical machinery. The other was huge and robust, but his strong and broad wings were scarred and his back was scarred. More terrifying scars run through the entire torso.

"This is the boundary of the safe zone," the black dragon with scars on his body came to the edge of the hill, and his low voice sounded. "Do you see the beacon lights flashing in the wilderness in the distance? Those are adventurers. We lay down the border with the soldiers of the advancing unit. Every time we emptied the monsters in an area and repaired the local elementary cracks and spatial cracks, we will set up this beacon light on the border. When we clear the new place, we will send the letter. The beacon expands outward a little bit-but this kind of expansion is not always smooth. Many times there will be wandering monsters suddenly appearing and re-occupying the security boundary that is not stable enough, and then we have to push the line of defense back again... Sometimes this kind of see-saw has to last several times to truly stabilize a safe area.

"For this reason, the new panel has assigned a clear'safety level' to each area. Major cities such as Argondo, Binhai County and the surrounding suburbs belong to the green safety zone. This kind of area has been completely stabilized and there will be no Elemental creatures and malicious spirits have been cleaned of pollution, so you can survive with peace of mind, and the facilities are relatively complete;

"Further wilderness is divided into orange areas. These areas still have sporadic activities of monsters, or there are unstable geological structures and incompletely purified pollution sources. Sometimes disasters occur, but basically no more activated elements will appear. Fissures, these areas have a very low probability of deterioration, and they are basically transforming into the green zone-most of the new adventurers are also active in these areas. Their main task is to maintain the stability of the orange zone and clear the small-scale areas in the area. Monsters, while ensuring that the various resources produced in the orange zone can be safely transported to the green zone;

"Furthermore, it is the unsafe'red zone'-basically the boundary of the'survivable zone' has been reached. These areas have only undergone basic cleaning and guards. Except for the only supply lines that are barely passable, the wilderness There are still large-scale activities of elemental creatures and malicious spirits, and unstable elemental rifts and spatial rifts will emerge at any time. These areas are mainly the dragon fighters who advance the troops, but there are also a few seniors who have passed the assessment. The adventurers assisted by doing some investigation and finishing work."

Having said that, Coretta paused slightly before continuing to speak with a slight sigh: "Before the adventurers and the support materials from the Loren continent arrived, our advancement work was difficult, and almost all the soldiers' energy was consumed. At the border of the'Orange Zone', the lack of supplies is also an important reason for the slow progress. It was not until the support of the Loren nations arrived that our dilemma was finally alleviated."