Sword of Daybreaker

The "vulnerabilities" captured.

Amone is not an expert in the field of magic, and his authority does not include explanations of these occult phenomena. However, this does not mean that he lacks the ability to learn and understand. He is exposed to neural networks and gets along with Milmina. In the days of, he learned a lot of cutting-edge knowledge, so he understood the meaning of the words of the goddess of magic after a little understanding at this time.

"You mean... these dusts could not exist stably in the real world? Some of their'essences' conflict with the laws of the real world?" He stared at those trapped in the circle, like signals. The illusion of sand dust flickering like crazy intermittently asked the magic goddess beside him with hesitation and the slightest tone.

"Not only that," Milmina nodded slightly in a solemn tone, "These dusts will disappear when the observer disappears, which shows that there is a hard connection between them and'cognition', and when the observer returns They will reappear later, which means that there is a higher level of'cognition' that is "anchoring" the sand and dust. When the observer disappears with the sand and dust, it is this higher level of'cognition.' "Make sure that these sands still exist in an unobservable dimension, and make sure that they can return..."

"...This is approaching my blind spot of knowledge," Amone shook his head slightly, his bare eyes full of confusion, "but I understand one thing, if you don't have this experimental procedure, ordinary people I’m afraid I never imagined that these sands would be like this..."

"Only when all observers can't perceive these sands and dusts will these dusts disappear, and when the observers return, they will immediately return to normal...In the conventional experimental process, it is really difficult for the technicians. Realizing that these phenomena have happened before," Milmina said softly, but then shook her head slightly, "But this is not absolute, mortals are very smart, as long as they have an idea, they will be able to design experiments sooner or later. To verify the special nature of these shadows and dust, this is just an observer test."

"The difficulty lies in this'thinking'," Amone sighed. "If it weren't for Ms. Enya's reminder, who would have thought of doing an observer test for these dust? But I am also a little curious, what is Ms. Enya I can see..."

"She used to be the Dragon Gods, and she knows all the powers of the gods, including those involving dreams and illusions," Mirmina said casually, "I have such a wide range of knowledge, and I noticed the abnormality from these shadows and dust. It's not difficult for her."

Amone thoughtfully, a few seconds later, he suddenly asked: "These are the dust from the amber-what about the samples sent from Tarrond? Do the'real' shadow dust also have it? This contradiction?"

Milmina shook her head slowly: "Ms. Enya has checked, the sand and dust do not have this kind of'contradiction'... Of course, if we are not sure, we can use those samples to test, but those The number of samples is not so much. Every grain of sand is extremely precious. I have to redesign the magic circle here."

"You are an expert in this area, you can make the decision," Amone nodded, and then couldn't help but look at the imprisoned dust with curiosity, "But then again...what do you think it is? What makes these sands appear in such a weird state?"

"...I'm not sure," Milmina thought, her tone sluggishly and hesitantly, "In my memory and cognition, there seems to be only one situation that barely fits this phenomenon..."

"A situation?" Amone turned his head and looked at Milmina's eyes hidden in the illusory mist. "What's the situation?"

"Dream Derivatives...This should be the realm of Narettier and Duvalt, but I suspect that they have never seen this kind of vision that happens directly in the real world, and can even stay in the real world and deceive the observer. ."

...

Gawain still remembers the splendor he saw when he saw Tarrond for the first time-he remembers the giant energy barrier that covers the entire continent, the lush ecological dome and the city full of neon lights. Factories, remember the air traffic that staggers over the city, the intercity tracks that weave between the buildings, and the headquarters of the giant corporate complexes towering above the clouds, as well as those towering on the top of the mountain, bathed in brilliance. Continuous hall.

It was a brilliant scene that the imagination of bards and playwrights on the continent of Loren could hardly be described. It spanned several eras and accumulated countless years of civilization achievements, which made Gawain, the "satellite spirit". Amazing sight.

The blue dragon and the white dragon flew across the sky, and flew over the extinguished high shield wall, the fragmented coastline was left behind in the dark depths, and the devastated earth rushed toward their faces.

Standing on the ground are the ruins of melting and distorted cities and factories, as well as the collapsed palaces and churches. The magnificent landscapes that Gawain once had in his memory are now transformed into these unrecognizable appearances, lying quietly at the North Pole. In the cold wind, bathed in the starlight of the polar night, he was silent.

Humber has been quiet since just now. She walked to the edge of Melita's back and carefully supported the **** bulge on the dragon's back. She looked at the starlight and the broken wall under the night, as if trying to get those things. Comparing with some scenes in her memory, but the endeavor was unsuccessful in the end, only a sigh full of emotion: "Hey, it's all gone... It was such a magnificent place back then."

"Yeah, it's all gone, just start again," Melita's voice came from the front, with a smile and relief in her tone, "At least for the moment, the fate of living on this land has finally returned to our own hands. It’s our own business whether we survive or die, whether we rise or fall."

The young dragon lying on Melita's back also calmed down. The little guy had never seen such a sight before, and did not know where his mother took herself. It would take time for her to understand the gap between this bare land and herself. What kind of bond she has, at this moment, she is just a little surprised and nervous.

She was lying on the back of Melita's shoulder blades, her small paws gripping mother's scales tightly, and she stretched her neck to look into the distance.

In the direction she was looking at, there was a group of mountains undulating in the dark. The mountains were full of depressions and even penetrating rifts left after ablation by the giant plasma jet, and some fragmented palace debris scattered in crystal condensate. On the hillside.

Melita seemed to feel the movement of the little guy behind her. She turned her head and glanced, her slender neck bent over, and said with a smile: "Did you see the palaces in the distance? Mom lived there before— But now we can’t live there anymore, our new home is somewhere else."

"Shall we go directly to Agundor? Or should we go to Binhai County first?" Amber asked curiously, "I heard that you and Noreta live in Binhai County now..."

"Let's go to Agundor. This is what we said before," Melita said immediately. "Argundor also has a home for Noretta and I-now we lack everything, there is no shortage of places to live. "

Argundol... Gawain still remembers this city. This is where he stayed when he came to Tarrond last time. Here he came into contact with the advanced civilization hidden on this planet. It was also here. He saw it. The decay and madness under the glorious appearance of the Dragon Kingdom, but now all those in the past have drifted away like sand in the wind, and there is a new city standing on the ruins of the past. It is obviously not comparable to the original Qionglou Yuyu. , But when he saw the busy construction sites in the city day and night and the dragons engaged in various jobs, and the markets that appeared in the simple streets, and the young dragons practicing flying over the city, he knew that this It is only sooner or later that a piece of land will be reborn from the ashes.

He felt a familiar atmosphere here, a similar atmosphere that he had witnessed at the foot of the Dark Mountains back then, even going back to 700 years ago, in the memory of Gawain Cecil, on the pioneering land of the Anzu Kingdom , He has also seen a similar sight.

A group of savage creatures that can continue to rebuild and open up in such a wasteland, hold on to the pride of being a civilized group and do not want to sink into a savage creature that feeds on the weak and preys, will surely stand up again.

Today’s dragons advocate pragmatism and efficiency, and Gao Wen also doesn’t like red tape. Therefore, the welcome ceremony that Agundor prepared is solemn but simple. After a simple reception, Merita and Noreta left to settle down. With his cubs and handing over some jobs, Gawain and Amber stayed in the new chamber of Agundor.

Gao Wen once again saw the "high-ranked dragon priest" who had served beside the dragon god.

He replaced the gorgeous golden robe and the crown symbolizing the power of God. When he saw Gawain, he was only wearing a simple and durable gray-white robe. His expression was exhausted that even a dragon could not hide, but his eyes were deep. The brilliance of the place was full of spirit, a kind of aura that belonged to a "living person" that was completely different from that of the past radiated from him, and there was a sincere smile on his face.

In the plainly decorated living room, Gao Wen sat with the dragon leader, Amber stood behind him, and another dragon girl with short black hair stood behind Hragor.

"You are our eternal friend of the dragon," Harragor said first, "I didn't expect that our second meeting would be in this situation."

"Yeah, I remember that the last time we met seemed to happen not long ago," Gao Wen said with a sigh, staring at the humanoid dragon in front of him, "It feels like dozens of centuries have passed."

"Talrond has changed a lot," Herragor nodded slightly. "You don't need to elaborate on the situation here, you should already know it. I heard that Merita went around from the east coast. As soon as it flew over, you should have seen the wasteland along the way and what the safety zone in the wasteland looks like. What do you think?"

"...Providing assistance to Tarrond is one of the wisest decisions I have ever made," Gao Wenlue said frankly after thinking. Persevering in this wasteland, I was worried about whether the huge manpower and material resources gathered by the alliance could really be used correctly in this kind of post-war ruins, but now all my worries have disappeared-the dragon is not just me. 'S friends are also trusted members of the alliance."

His words came from the heart, without any intention of blind flattery, and even the proud dragon would obviously feel useful in the face of these sincere praises. There was a smile on Herragor’s face, the ancient dragon lightly. Nodding his head lightly: "Now we are still facing a lot of difficulties, but at least we have succeeded in maintaining society above the red line of'survival'. As long as the ethnic group can gain a foothold in the safe zone, we can slow down. Slowly remove the pollution and monsters in the danger zone, and even rebuild many production activities. In this process, the assistance you prepared for us played an unimaginable huge role-without those food, medicine and industrial raw materials, we have nearly three One in four of our compatriots may not be able to survive the cold winter after the big shield disappears."

"Talrond's stabilization is a good thing for the entire league," Gawain nodded, and then he turned the front to end the commercial mutual blowing process-although this kind of mutual blowing is comfortable, but this time I come here. After all, he has serious things to do. "Let’s talk about the Tower of the Reverse Tide and the big adventurer first. I'm here for this."

"Mr. Modil is currently living in Adventurer Town. I have sent someone to make arrangements. You can see him later," Herragor nodded immediately. "Ms. Victoria has been by his side these days. , Maybe some kind of'blood power' is really working. The big adventurer's situation has been quite stable recently, and there has not been any'crossing of boundaries in a dream', but I still dare not let him leave casually. Around Argondo in case of accidents.

"As for the Tower of Upsurge...The monitoring team we sent to the west coast just sent a report today. The condition of the tower is still normal. At least from the outside, it is just standing harmlessly in the sea with humans and animals. No intelligent creatures approached, and nothing came out of the tower.

"But my worries about that tower are increasing day by day... I know I shouldn't use ambiguous statements like'intuition' as evidence, but I still have to say that my intuition... is calling the police."

"Intuition..." Gawain said in a deep voice, his expression extremely serious, "You used to be a demigod, and your'intuition' is not a simple thing. Speaking of which, you probably didn't send anyone to the tower to check the situation. Right?"

"No," Herragor shook his head. "I have recently increased the monitoring of the Tower of Inverse Tide. The number of monitoring posts on the west coast has increased from one to three. The nearest monitoring distance has been advanced to six nautical miles near the tower. , But so far we have not allowed the surveillance personnel to set foot on the island of steel. After all, this involves the upsurge. Although the dragons have now broken free from the chains of the'irreversible god', our own strength has been greatly reduced, relying on the west coast alone. With the power of the arrangement, we have not been able to confront the tall tower head-on."

"Why is it six nautical miles?" Amber who stood behind Gao Wen suddenly asked curiously.

"That's..." Herragor suddenly hesitated and said hesitantly, "That's the limit distance'He' once told me personally. Once the boundary of six nautical miles is crossed, there is a chance that the pollution seeps from the tower. Actively affect the mind."

"Did Enya tested it...that should be credible, she is very reliable in this respect." Gao Wen nodded slightly, and when he wanted to ask something, the knock on the door suddenly came from the side. It was heard that a dragon attendant walked into the living room after getting permission.

"Leaders, Mr. Modil and Ms. Victoria have arrived."