Sword of Daybreaker

Direct contact with shadow and sand.

Of course, Amber’s doing this is not simply a feverish head. Although her daily personality is skinny and jumpy, but the intensity of counseling is even more than that of everyone. Cherishing life away from danger has been her survival criterion for so many years-if there is no certainty. , She would not casually touch this kind of unknown stuff.

These shadows and dust have been touched by others. Whether it is Modil who first brought them out, or Victoria and Maggie who were later responsible for collecting and transporting samples, they have already touched the sand, and they have not shown anything afterwards. What an anomaly, it turns out that although these things may be related to gods, they are not as harmful to ordinary people as other gods' relics. It is no problem to think about them.

These thoughts flashed through his mind, and Amber's fingers had already touched the gray sand grains-such a small thing, hardly any tactile sensation on the fingers.

Kohaku blinked and looked at her fingertips, a small grain of sand stuck to her skin, and the gray-white edge was shaking like a mist spreading across her fingertips.

"It really didn't respond..." She muttered to herself, shaking off the sand with her hands, and leaning back lazily-but the expected sensation of leaning on the back of the chair did not come. I just felt that she suddenly lost her center of gravity, her whole body fell backwards, and the chair under her body suddenly disappeared-everything in front of her was shaking in confusion, and all this came so fast that she didn't even have time to exclaim. , I felt like I fell firmly on a piece of sand.

"Oh my god..." It was only then that Amber's exclamation sounded half a beat, and the short exclamation spread far away in the vast expanse of the desert.

The dry breeze blowing from a distance, the texture of sand under her body, Amber looked around with wide eyes, and saw an endless gray-white desert extending in her sight, and the sky in the distance appeared pale, in her vision Everything she saw had only three tones of black, white and gray—this kind of scenery could not be familiar to her.

"Uh..." Amber got up from the ground, and the gray sand particles fell from her body. She was stunned for a moment before she muttered with a guilty conscience, "Is it inappropriate to die today..."

Although she muttered so much, the tension on her face disappeared slightly, because she found that the familiar feeling of being able to control herself and her surroundings in the shadow world was the same as before, and the "connection" from the real world was never When disconnected, she can still return outside at any time, and she doesn't know if it is an illusion, she even feels that her perception and control of the power of the shadows are much stronger than usual.

In addition, the environment here is indeed the shadow world she is most familiar with. The good state of her own and the familiarity of the environment made her calm down quickly.

Just calm down and calm down, but the nervousness in her heart is not diminished at all. She still remembers the information that Maggie brought, and remembers the other party's description of this gray and white desert-this place is most likely the **** of the shadow goddess. A country, even if it is not a kingdom of God, is a different space similar to it, and for mortals, such a place itself means danger.

This danger is caused by the essence of divine nature, and has nothing to do with whether she is "Shadow Chosen" or not.

Amber took a deep breath, and her perception of her "Shadow God's Choice" was as firm as ever, and then she began to look around, trying to find the things Maggie described in this vast desert—the mountain-like mountain A huge throne, or the ruins of a city with black silhouettes in the distance.

However, she looked around and saw nothing except the gray sand and some strange black stones scattered on the desert.

"Strange..." Kohaku couldn't help whispering, "Didn't Maggie say that there is a throne as big as a mountain or an altar or something..."

As soon as her voice fell, she heard the sound of the wind suddenly, a gust of wind that came from nowhere suddenly swept past her, the monstrous gray-white sand was lifted up by the wind, and thundered in front of her like a mountain rising in the sky. Long ran over, the terrifying sight that covered the sky and the sun made Amber instantly burst out more than ten meters away with a "Ma Ye" sound. After realizing that she could not escape the sandstorm, she directly found a sandpit and squatted tightly while hugging tightly. My head, and I plan to run back to the real world once the sandstorm is really crushed.

However, she did not feel the sand falling on her body. The rumbling noise came and went faster and faster. After a while, she felt the sound in her ear disappear, and the oppressive feeling brought by the overwhelming dust also followed. After disappearing, she kept holding her head and squatted on the ground and waited for a few seconds before she dared to slowly get up and turn her head.

She saw a huge throne standing in front of her eyes. The bottom of the throne was like an ancient altar that collapsed and collapsed. The huge stone pillars that collapsed and broke were scattered around the throne, and each pillar was bigger than she had seen in her life. The thickest tower is even more spectacular. Near this throne altar, you can see broken slate floors and various scattered and damaged objects. Each of them is huge and exquisite, as if an era forgotten by the world, with a fragmented heritage. Presented before her eyes.

Amber stared at all of this with wide eyes, and even forgot to breathe for a while. After a long time she woke up and vaguely realized that the appearance of the throne was most likely related to her "thoughts" just now.

"That is to say..." she muttered in a low voice, slowly turning her head to look across from the throne. Now she is no longer the little thief who knew nothing many years ago. This kind of intelligence allowed her to accumulate a wide range of occult knowledge, so facing the weird situation at this moment, she quickly had a preliminary idea, "These things were here, but before I realized them, they were something to me. Invisible? Or..."

She looked at the expanse of the desert in the distance, and recalled Maggie's description in her mind: There was a black silhouette across the desert, which looked like a city ruin, and Ms. Ye was sitting and leaning as if eternally watching the ruins. On the throne...

The desert in the distance seems to have changed faintly. The hazy dust rose from the end of the horizon, and in the meantime, black silhouettes began to emerge. However, just before those shadows were about to condense, Amber suddenly reacted and desperately controlled it. Thinking of her own associations with those "city silhouettes"-because she suddenly remembered that there was not only a city ruin, but also a crazily distorted, indescribable terrible monster!

"I can't think about it anymore, I can't think about it anymore, and I don't know what to do... as long as you can't see it, it's okay, as long as you can't see it, it's okay, don't see it, don't see it..." Amber In a cold sweat, the knowledge about divine pollution was frantically called the police in her mind. However, the more she wanted to control her thoughts, the more thoughts about "city silhouettes" and "distorted chaotic meat" in her mind stopped. She kept coming out, and in a hurry, she bit her tongue vigorously, and then suddenly there was a flash of light in her mind——

"Suppose the function y=f(x) is in a certain interval..."

Amber desperately recalled that he saw the "Ultimately Horrible Dark Nightmare in this world's dark and unclean and shocking book" in Gawain's study. Just when he recalled the beginning, he felt that his mind was blank-don't say it. The silhouette of the city and the indescribable piece of meat, she almost forgot her name...

"Well... it's safe... fortunately this stuff works."

The half-elf patted her chest, looked into the distance with lingering fear, and saw that the shadow that had just emerged at the end of the dust had returned to the "invisible place", and this confirmed her previous guess. : In this weird "shadow realm space", the state of certain things is related to the observer's own "cognition", and she, a "special observer" who has a lot to do with the shadow realm, can control it to a certain extent The range that you can "see".

As for certain things related to divinity, as long as they cannot be seen, touched, or heard, as long as they have not appeared in the observer's cognition, then there will be no contact and influence.

"Unbelievable... Is this the authority of the Shadow Goddess? Or does all the kingdoms of God have this characteristic?"

Amber whispered in a low voice. In fact, she didn't usually have this habit of talking to herself, but in this too quiet desert, she had to rely on this to calm her nervousness. Then she withdrew her gaze looking into the distance. To prevent herself from accidentally thinking about things that she shouldn't think again, she forced herself to turn her gaze to the huge throne.

On the throne, she did not see the mountain-like figure that Maggie mentioned, standing up to cover the sky.

"This should be the place Modil saw in the "Dreamland"..." Amber whispered in his heart, "According to Maggie's statement, the Shadow Goddess is sitting on this throne...Where is he?"

She stood under the throne and raised her head laboriously. The mottled ancient boulders and altar were reflected in her amber eyes. She stared blankly for a while, and couldn't help but whispered: "The shadow goddess...this is really shadows. Is the kingdom of the goddess?"

She looked at her side. A broken boulder that had fallen off a certain pillar was inserted in the nearby sand. On the boulder, thick and delicate lines could also be seen. I don’t know how many years it has been standing here. The scale seems to have lost its function here. Thoughtfully, Kohaku reached out and touched the pale stone, only feeling a cold touch and a piece of...emptiness.

She is chosen by the Shadow God.

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She had heard the voice of the Shadow Goddess more than once.

That voice was warm and lively, without the slightest "darkness" and "cold" breath. That voice would tell her many happy things, and would patiently listen to her complaining about the distress and difficulties of life, although the frequency of this voice has increased in the past two years The less came, but she was certain that the feeling brought to her by "Shadow Goddess" was very different from this desolate and desolate desert.

The lingering breath in this desert... is not from the Shadow Goddess, at least not from the "Shadow Goddess" she is familiar with.

But this desert still gave her a very familiar feeling, not only familiar, but also very kind.

Kohaku took a breath, turned and walked towards the throne. She climbed up the huge rocks around the slumping altar at the bottom of the throne, and crossed the huge gaps between the rocks that seemed to be the size of the throne. It is so big that even if she had stood beside its pedestal before, it would take a long and arduous climb to reach the throne.

She didn't know what she wanted to do. She thought that she probably just wanted to know what she could see from the direction of the throne, or she might just want to see if there was any different scenery on the throne. She felt that she was really bold. The master of the throne is not there now, but maybe she will appear sometime, but she still dares to do this kind of thing.

But she still steadfastly climbed towards the throne, as if something was calling her there.

But just when she finally reached the foot of the throne and began to climb its body full of ancient mysterious lines, a voice suddenly came from not far away, scared her almost rolling back to the original path--

"Little girl, what are you doing?"

Amber was immediately taken aback. As soon as she loosened her hand, she sat on the ground. The next second she jumped up like a frightened rabbit, and in an instant she hid behind the nearest boulder-she subconsciously wanted it. Performing the Shadow Step to hide in the Shadow Realm, I just remembered that I was now in a different space that was suspected to be in the Shadow Realm. The surrounding shadows only flickered for a while, and then quietly disappeared into the air.

She felt her heart beating, and she was watching the movement outside. After a while, the voice came into her ears: "Little girl, did I scare you?"

It was an aged voice, gentle and kind, and it didn’t sound hostile. Although only the voice was heard, Amber’s mind immediately made up a figure of a kind old man standing in the distance, and she immediately began to provide Maggie. His intelligence quickly matched the voice Modil Wilde heard in "Dreamland."

The Shadow Goddess is not on the throne, but the voice exactly like Modil is there?

Amber quickly settled, and roughly determined that the other party should not be hostile, and then she dared to stick her head out, looking for the source of the sound.

"Little girl, I am here, have you seen it? There is a pillar here..."

The voice rang again, and Amber finally found the source of the voice. She settled her mind and walked towards the other side. The other party smiled and greeted her: "Ah, I didn't expect to see the guests here. , And it seems to be a normal-thinking guest. Although I heard that a handful of intelligent creatures have accidentally entered this place once in a while, I have never seen it since I came here...what is your name?

"Amber," Amber said casually, staring at the top of the stone pillar that is only over one meter high. "Who are you?"

"You can call me Wilde," said the old and kind voice, "a useless old man."

Amber took a breath, and didn't dare to relax at all: "Modil Wilde? Are you that great adventurer?"

"I don't know what Modil you are talking about. My name is Wilde, and I am indeed an adventurer," the great adventurer who calls Wilde said happily. "I didn't expect...Do you know me? "

"I don't know you, but I know you," Amber said cautiously, and then raised his finger to point at each other. "And I have a question, why are you... a book?"