MTL - Sword of Daybreaker-Chapter 1559 traveler

Looking at the sudden appearance of Amber, Gawain felt a little dazed for a while, not only because he did not perceive the presence of the other party's breath at all, but also because of the previous storm-like perceptual confusion and the information storm that had set off in his mind. He is still a little groggy now, and he still roughly remembers what he saw and heard at Lady Night, the fragments of memories he had recovered, and the meeting with Gawain Cecil, but other than that, he always felt that He seemed to have forgotten something, and this sense of disobedience made him frown.

So he stood on the spot and sorted out his condition. After he calmed down a little, he breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes fell on Amber: "Where did you go before? Modir... by the way, what about Modir?"

"Modir and I have already come out. He is resting at the camp at this time. I came to see the situation when I sensed your breath." Amber grinned and laughed heartlessly, raising his voice Pointing in the direction of the camp, "We've been waiting for you here for three days—we've been wandering in Lady Ye's Divine Kingdom during this time."

Gawain frowned: "Are you in Lady Ye's Divine Kingdom?"

"Yeah, near the throne of God, He showed us many incredible things, ancient observation records, the equipment of the navigator, etc. I'll chat with you when I look back," Amber said with a smile, "Let's not talk about it for now. We are here, what about you? What have you seen? What did Ms. Ye say to you? What are we going to do next?"

Gao Wen was stunned, some fragments appeared in his memory, and then he shook his head: "I have recovered some past memories, but there are too many explanations, I will talk about it later when I have a chance."

"Oh, then there is a chance to talk about it," Amber waved his hand, "Then if there is nothing else, we have to pack up and return to the country as soon as possible. There are still a lot of things in the alliance waiting for you to deal with, and now it is the mother star barrier. A critical phase of the plan…”

Gao Wen calmed down, nodded lightly, and followed Amber, who had turned and headed towards the camp.

…

The chaotic sky covers the shadowy giant city, and the layers of buildings and towers are continuously lined up in the streets and alleys like shadows and mists. On the streets with a faint mist floating, dusty travelers are walking slowly. Come to a door.

The shabby robe and hood obscured the traveler's face, only the slightly stooped body and the withered old skin on his hands showed that the uninvited visitor to the city was no longer young. He stopped in front of the door, Looking up and seeing the signboard of fine wine and table knife hanging above the door, he reached out and pushed the dark wooden door.

With a "squeak", the door opened in response. Behind the dark wooden door was a pub in operation. The long bar was facing the direction of the door. The girl who lowered her head to wipe the wine glass raised her head from behind the bar. Her eyes were as pale as skin, and her delicate but inhuman face was like an unpainted plaster sculpture. She stared at the traveler at the door, and after two seconds Nodding slightly, her slightly indifferent attitude made her not look like a qualified bartender at all.

Near the bar, there are several sets of tables and chairs, where the guests are drinking and chatting, the figures appear hazy and illusory, the undulating black mist outlines their roughly human-shaped bodies, and the buzzing conversation between them is vague It was unclear, as if a group of invisible clouds were communicating the secrets that only madmen could know. .

And among these shapeless drinkers, there were two or three special guests who, like the girl behind the bar, had silver-white hair and pale skin that was almost plaster—those that were cloud-like and shapeless. The drinker didn't respond to the traveler who appeared at the door, only the few people with silver hair and pale skin raised their heads and nodded to the traveler.

The traveler's hood also heaved up and down slightly, and then he ignored the "guests" that were weird like clouds and mist, walked through the aisle between several tables, and went straight to the long bar.

The silver-haired girl behind the bar put down her work, picked up a wiped wine glass, turned around and poured a fine wine with off-white foam and placed it in front of the traveler: "You are so late—this glass of wine has been waiting for you for a long time. ."

The traveler looked at the wine glass in front of him with some hesitation, and took it up after a few seconds, and an old voice sounded under the hood: "Sorry, miss, my memory is not very good, I... don't remember that I have Jo, I just felt like I was going to come to such a place, so I followed my feeling. Did I miss something?"

"Don't you remember?" The silver-haired girl raised her eyebrows in surprise, but soon smiled, which also softened her initial cold impression, "Ah, it's normal, after a long journey , people always forget some things... It seems that you have come a long way?"

"Yes, I've walked a long, long way, and I can't even remember how long I've been," the traveler laughed and raised his glass, "The scenery here is incredible, especially this city, which It's... a city without borders, and I even think I can explore it for a lifetime - ah, thank you for your wine, miss, it tastes really good."

"Our specialty, the technique of brewing is handed down by my great-grandfather," the silver-haired girl said with a smile, then raised her head slightly, indicating a certain direction in the bar, "Also, if you plan to complete your work in this city, If you are on a journey, maybe you can talk to that person, the guest is looking for a partner on the journey, and she has been wandering here for a long time."

The old traveler raised his head, and then he noticed that there was a place in the corner of the bar, and a short figure also shrouded in a black cloak was sitting quietly in front of the window, and there was a strange haze outside the window. In the fog, the scenery on the street appears blurred in the fog, and the short figure seems to be integrated with the surrounding shadows, maintaining an extremely thin sense of existence in this bar with many guests - if it is not for the waitress, you can Reminder, he didn't even notice a person sitting there.

Without any hesitation, the old traveler picked up his glass of wine and walked towards the strange corner. He took a seat in front of the short figure, whose hood moved slightly, and his attention seemed to fall on him. On the uninvited guest - the shadow of the hood still hangs over his face, but the traveler can feel the sight from the opposite side.

"I heard that you are looking for a partner on your journey," the old traveler said proactively. "I am an adventurer. Not long after I arrived in this city, I am also looking for someone to travel with... Do you have any goals?"

"I'm waiting for someone, maybe I'm looking for someone," the little figure said, "I can't remember clearly, I only know that there is a very important person, I have separated from him, I have to get rid of him as soon as possible. He got it back."

"Oh, that sounds important," nodded the old traveler, "what's the characteristic of that friend of yours? Maybe I've seen him once—don't look at me like that, I've traveled a lot. , I have seen a lot of people."

"He..." The short figure thought for a moment, then slowly answered, "I only remember that he was very tall, he was almost like a wall to block the sun when he walked in front, and he walked in his shadow in summer. It will be cool, and he will scare people and say he will slap people on the wall, but in fact he never uses such violence, and…”

The short figure stopped, as if trying to sort out the vague memory. After a few seconds, she seemed to remember something, and her tone rose slightly: "Oh, I remember, he slept in the coffin..."

The old traveler was still on the chair, as if he couldn't keep up with the thoughts of the person in front of him. After a few seconds, his voice came from under the hood: "It sounds like your friend... has a very strange hobby."

Then he paused for two seconds, and then asked: "Where are you going to find your friend? How are you going to find him?"

The short figure pondered for a while, then reached out under the table, and in three or two times, he took out a shovel.

"I have to dig him out again."

The short figure said, with a hint of excitement and determination in his tone, and in the shadow cast by the hood, the traveler Modir clearly saw a pair of amber eyes glowing slightly.

…

The gray-white sky covers the boundless desert, the towering throne stands in the center of the sand sea, the master of light and shadow sits on his throne like a mountain, overlooking his kingdom from the depths of the clouds, and wherever those eyes go, It is the black giant city on the edge of the boundless sand sea - the scale of the giant city has now expanded to almost surround the entire kingdom of God, but it is still just a seemingly thin silhouette, and above the silhouette, you can see another one. Dao streamers hang down from the sky, and those aurora-like streamers bring vivid and amazing colors to this monotonous world, and they look magnificent.

In this shadow kingdom, only the ruler of this kingdom has the ability to create "color", but there are always exceptions - direct data manipulation from the anchor generator can also inject "color" here.

"The travelers are all on their way." After watching for a long time, the towering figure on the throne finally broke the silence, "The anchor point injection process has also begun."

"...Is it really necessary to be so cautious? And you have to take extra risks for this," came the voice of the great adventurer Wilder in front of the throne, "The anchor generator is your foundation, and you are now Allow an outsider access to this foundation, and his high authority could threaten your very existence—if he wants to, and finds out how to do it."

Speaking of this, Wilder paused and added: "Actually, I think your concern has only a small probability of happening... Although the possibility of a great king's 'divine transformation' does exist, you also said that However, the measures he has implemented are all effective, and as long as there is no trouble, the process of civilization from ignorance to enlightenment in this season can be passed smoothly."

"I can't bet on this probability," came a majestic voice from the sky, "because the price is not just the old Zongzi's own safety, or even the future of this planet—the new gods and civilizations born in the process of adulthood. The primordial gods produced by the stage are completely different concepts, and once the bet is lost... its price may even turn into a disaster that spreads in the star space."

"A catastrophe spreading in the stars?" Wilder's voice was a little stunned.

Ms. Ye fell silent, as if she was considering whether to tell the great adventurer in front of her, but soon she seemed to have figured out something and sighed: "Do you think the gods are scary?"

"...From a mortal's point of view, of course it's terrifying," Wilder replied honestly, "It's so powerful that it's unmatched, it will destroy the world after going crazy, and it will continue to grow stronger with the development of civilization. When the disaster breaks out, Often powerful enough to wipe out entire civilizations in an instant - the greatest disaster that can be depicted in almost any epic story."

"Yes, it's terrifying, but such powerful and terrifying gods... are nothing more than living beings born on a planet," Ms. Ye shook her head gently, "Even if they have the power to destroy the world. , is also trapped in gravity, and all power is confined between the mountains, rivers and atmosphere of the planet - such terrifying gods, but they do not understand the mysteries of the stars, the movement of stars and planets, and the rays in space. Storm does not understand what superluminal travel and time-space warp fields are, the reason is that he was born in the middle of an information cage bounded by the 'mother star', and all his powers are destined to be unable to jump out of this frame."

Listening to Lady Ye's words, Wilder seemed to understand something: "You mean... a **** born outside this cage..."

"Gods are the projections of the thoughts of all beings, Mr. Great Adventurer, have you noticed? In this rule, there is never a limitation that gods can only be born within the scope of the planet - it's just that the civilization that happens to give birth to gods is usually in a primitive state. It’s all in the period of prostrate on the surface,” Ms. Ye’s voice was low, “then have you ever thought that if a civilization has broken free from the shackles of planets, it has developed to the point where it can swim in the sea of ​​​​stars, or even in hundreds of thousands of stars. At the stage of building a colony on the planet, they have a **** standing behind them... How powerful can this **** be?"

Wilder was silent, the possibility of this horror made it hard for him to say a word.

"The civilization after stepping into the starry sky is almost destined to have a sufficient understanding of the trend of thought, so it is difficult to give birth to gods, but now Loren... is at a dangerous tipping point," Ms. Ye said in a low voice, "It has not yet It is a complete adult, so it still has the chance of giving birth to new gods, and it will soon move towards the starry sky, so the gods it breeds will take the starry sky as the cradle, and have unprecedented power and an almost endless upper limit, and because of the birth process It is very likely that he will be insane as soon as he takes shape."

Speaking of this, Ms. Ye paused, and sighed after a moment: "Under the pressure of the situation, the Loren civilization has accelerated all the way to get to where it is today, and now it has to cross the key threshold to the starry sky, as long as it crosses this Daomen, the 'disaster' of the primitive gods is no longer a threat to it, and the fields of nature, fertility, commerce, contracts, etc. will become safe and harmless common disciplines, but compared with the brilliant achievements on the surface, this civilization's The foundational part is far from complete transformation, and new awe and gratitude are brewing in the hearts of all living beings, and Gawain... the accelerator of civilization, is on this focus.

"'The God who leads all beings to the starry sky'... His hazy figure is now standing on the farthest frontier in the deep sea."

"This is...a warning left by the sailor?" Wilder finally broke the silence.

"This is the purgatory they have seen with their own eyes on the expedition," Ms. Ye said, "and the price the fleet paid for it was staggering."