Sword of Daybreaker

The gods are dead.

Gao Wen stared at the words carved on the stone for a long time, because he didn't know how to react for a moment, and seemed to be in no mood. Behind him, Yuri and three others also leaned in, and those crooked dark red marks reflected in Eyes of everyone.

"... All the ancestors of my family ..." Magnum opened his eyes wide. "What does this mean?"

Gao Wen finally reacted from the initial shock. Even though he saw such a blasphemy word at the temple door for a while, he still remembered that he couldn't believe anything and couldn't do it easily in the sandbox number one. The code of any conclusion, this is the first time to learn more about Selena: "Did the last group of explorers see this sentence in this city?"

"No, I'm sure," Selena said immediately. "Although the previous expeditions had not had time to explore the interior of the building in the city, they have searched the entrance to this temple if they really saw it. This sentence cannot be reported. "

"The gods are dead ..." Yuri murmured to himself. "The sandbox world was empty when we last explored. Who left this sentence?"

"Think of Mirage Town," muttered Magnum. "Empty ... maybe we just can't see them."

"We should search for this temple, what do you think?" Selina said, turning her eyes to Gao Wen-although she and the other two archbishops were "professionals" in the sandbox number one, their specific actions were You must listen to Gao Wen's opinion. After all, they may be facing gods. In this regard, "outside wanderers" are the real experts.

Gao Wen knew the eternal people's views on himself, in fact he did not consider himself a professional against the gods-after all, this field is too high-end, he really can't think of any kind of characters who can give guidance on gods However, after all, he was also exposed to many gods and miscellaneous. He also participated in the siege and cooking of the **** of nature (high folk imitation version). At least in terms of self-confidence, he was much stronger than ordinary people.

Of course, if you add the theoretical knowledge you get from communicating with Veronica and Carmel on weekdays, plus the experience you have accumulated after studying ancient books and the Holy Light sect collection, he is indeed in the field of theology and anti-God Can be considered an expert.

"Search for the temple," he nodded, "the place of worship is the 'channel' where the gods influence the world, and it often shows the nature and state of the gods in turn.

"But remember to be alert and speak out immediately after seeing unusual sights or hearing suspicious sounds. Here, don't trust your mind too much."

The three archbishops nodded, and then stepped forward with Gao Wen, walking towards the interior of the temple building with a strong desert atmosphere.

The temple did not know how long it had been deserted, and it seemed vicissitudes and old, with traces of time.

After a short period of martyrdom, there was a hall for religious activities. The lights originally used to illuminate the hall were long gone. The huge columns and the cloth curtains hanging from the sky interweave layers of shadows in the hall. The sunlight from the narrow high window shines into the room, and a bright "road" is cut between the shadows. At this moment, it is the afternoon of the sandbox world. These sloping sunlight are not very strong, and they are more and more The whole interior space adds a mysterious, ancient charm.

Gao Wen turned his head casually and glanced at his eyes. He saw the sun in the sky through the narrow high window. It was also a huge day. The glorious corona loomed a grain of wood grain and the "sun" in the real world. It's general look.

Living on satellites orbiting gas giant planets, the dormants can't imagine what the sun on other planets looks like. In this sandbox, they also set up a round of sun that is no different from the real world.

"Here has been deserted for at least decades ... maybe a century, but it won't be longer," Yuri stooped down next to a collapsed stone platform, rubbing her fingers against a piece of weathered stone that had fallen severely. Cloth, "otherwise it would not be possible to keep these things."

"But the words at the door seem to have been carved recently." Magnum frowned, frowning.

Gao Wen looked at Yuri's movement and asked casually, "Is the thing in the sandbox world weathering and decaying like the real world?"

"Yes," Yuri stood up, "and it is similar to the weathering form and speed in the real world. We are referring to these details directly to the reality. After all, it is almost impossible for mortals to rewrite a full set of details. work."

"Well," Gao Wen shook his head helplessly and sighed. "The real world can give birth to gods. How can such a world that is highly similar to the real world not give birth to similar religious phenomena."

Selina walking next to him shook her head: "Before that, who knows that the deities are‘ born ’and not‘ what they have ’?”

The three archbishops were speechless, and remained silent as they continued to examine the clues in the temple.

Magnum walked to the forefront of the hall. Here, there was a special round high window. The light from the high window shined on the platform like a preaching platform. Slight dust particles were flying in the light. The uninvited guests disturbed the original trajectory.

Yuri came to Magnum and asked casually, "Are you sure you have removed the psychic storm from your subconscious?"

"Damn, you have to confirm it a few times-of course I removed it!" Magnum glared, "Did I hurt you many times by accident with Mind Storm? Are you so revengeful?"

"... I even practiced an exclusive resistance to Mind Storm, what do you say?"

"... I-OK-removed! Absolutely, removed!" Magnum emphasized again with a word, while still looking at the platform like the preaching platform, suddenly, he glanced Gaze stagnated and landed on a corner of the ground, "... There is also here."

Yuri looked along the line of sight of the other party, only to see a row of rough scores deeply imprinted on the slate, exactly the same as the entrance of the temple—

The gods are dead.

The two archbishops were silent for a moment before Magnum suddenly said, "Yuri, to be honest, do you believe what was said above?"

"There is only one" **** "in the sandbox. If this sentence is true and the **** is really dead, then we can go back to celebrate," Yuri said with a bitter smile. "Unfortunately, the people who have been polluted still have Contaminated and out of control of the sandbox, there is no sign of recovery. At this moment, when I see this **** is dead, I can only feel double strange and terrible. "

Magnum nodded in agreement: "Also, no matter who left these terrible words here, his mind does not look normal ..."

On the other side, Govin and Selena are examining several rooms connected to the hall.

In a display room located behind the preacher's side, which seems to be dedicated to the storage of important items, they saw many things dedicated by the believers, which were placed in square holes on the wall and kept properly.

Selina frowned slightly, looking at the fine gold and silver utensils and jewellery: "The upper narrator is deeply religious by the locals ... I am afraid these offerings are only a small part."

"Unfortunately, these ordinary things should not make much sense to a deity." Gao Wen said casually, and then his eyes were attracted by a gorgeous and exquisite one-handed sword placed separately-that one-handed sword did not Like ordinary offerings, they were placed in a hole in the wall, but on a platform at the end of the room, surrounded by seals. There seemed to be text on the platform, which looked very different.

Gao Wen came to the platform and saw a line of text on it:

The Most Holy King Balmora presented to our Lord, the summer day of the camomile year.

"It seems that a king dedicated it to the upper narrator ..." Gao Wen looked at the line and said casually.

"King Balmora ..." Selena also saw the line of text, with a hint of thought in her expression, "I seem to have some impression."

"Oh?" Gao Wen raised his eyebrows. He thought he was an insignificant name, but he felt something strange in Selina's expression. "What did this king Balmora do?"

"According to the information output by the log system, it was a virtual personality automatically generated by the sandbox," said Selina, thinking, "At the beginning, she was a slave of the city state of Nim Drow, and then set according to the system. Relying on slave-wrestling to become free, he became one of the city's guards, and was slowly promoted to captain ... "

"A slave-born guard?" Gao Wen couldn't help but be surprised. "How did he become a king?"

"Let me think ... According to the time in the sandbox, it should be about two hundred years before the runaway, the Nim Drow city state was shrouded in insects, the water was contaminated, the food was lost, and the locusts and black beetles ate most of the The nobles of the city-state ran away, and the king ran to the nearby countries with refuge and wealth to take refuge. In the situation of crisis, the living people in the city-state decided to recommend a new king-to find a way to fight the pests. The person who finds a source of food and a new source of water is the new king.

"Just as you think, this 'sandbox resident' called Balmora did all these things-he found out the root cause of the pest outbreak, took the people in the city to find a new source of water, and brought soldiers Catching up with some of the fleeing nobles, recaptured some of the food they took away ... all great feats, even beyond our preset 'scripts', there has never been a 'virtual resident' who can do this to promote history The big things in the process, similar things are often done by external input script ... so I was impressed. "

"So what happened to this great king?" Gavin asked curiously.

Selina seemed to hesitate before she said softly, "... deleted."

"deleted?"

"The script was too biased, and the sandbox considered the system to be at risk of imbalance, so it automatically corrected it. Balmora died suddenly during his heyday, but it was actually deleted-of course, he left in the history of the first sandbox. This reputation has not been reset, at least. "

Gao Wen did not speak for a while, but just silently looked at the sword placed on the platform, as if looking at a virtual personality born in a dream world, created by the system, watching him transform from a slave to a soldier, from The soldiers became generals, from generals to kings, to lords, and finally ... deleted.

Suddenly, he had some strange feelings about the sentient beings who had sunk in the sandbox world.

His attention soon returned to the temple belonging to the "upper narrator."

"Then, following the clue here, the Balmora king dedicated his sword to the gods," he said to Selina beside him. "That is, in the age of Balmora's activeness, the upper narrator Has been born, and has even become the core belief of this Nim Santjo city-state. "

Selina obviously thought of the same thing, and her expression was thoughtful: "It looks like ..."

"The sandbox system wasn't out of control at the time-you outside monitors knew nothing about the appearance and existence of this temple."

"It does."

Gao Wen raised his eyelids: "Why do you think this is?"

Selina pondered, slowly saying, "Either ... it is the upper narrator who distorts time and history after the sandbox is out of control, weaving a world process that does not exist in the sandbox world, or the sandbox system is out of control Even earlier than we thought, even surveillance systems have been deceiving us. "

Gao Wen was silent.

Either way, it is not good news.

If it is the first possibility, it means that the upper narrator's erosion and control of the sandbox system is more severe than expected. He even has the ability to manipulate time and history in the sandbox world, which is beyond simple Mental pollution

If it is the second possibility, it means that his pollution was leaked earlier than everyone expected, and it means that he most likely has left in the real world an undetected hidden danger that may erupt at any time ...

To be fair, Gao Wenning would rather encounter the first situation.