Sword of Dawn

Page 702

Maggie blinked, not knowing how to react for a moment, and Modil on the other side seemed to think of something after thinking for a while: "You just said that you are the last remaining administrator on this land." One of them', so there are other 'managers'? Is there a girl named 'Morning Star' among these managers? Or a group of people who call themselves MIA Shadow Affairs Section?"

"Morning Star?" Bernadette frowned, and then she turned her head to the side, as if an invisible person said something next to her, and then she showed a clear look on her face, " It seems that you have been in contact with 'them'... but I don't know much about them. This is a matter under the control of the master of the night, and I have nothing to do with them. The 'administrators' I mentioned just now There are others."

"So you know the existence of such a group of people," Maggie couldn't help but said immediately, "Who are they? Why did they appear here? What do they have with Ms. Ye..."

"As I said, I don't know much about them," Bernadette spread her hands helplessly, "The master of the night personally controls the matter, what is the magical intelligence created by me like a violet person?" What about permission to inquire?"

Seemingly noticing the doubt and disappointment on Maggie's face, Bernadette immediately added: "But I think you can relax a bit, the Lord of the Night won't have any bad intentions..."

"...It's really not convincing to say this sentence from a magical intelligence created by a violet man," Maggie sighed, and she had already realized that the friendly-looking "manager" in front of her didn't seem to have anything to say. In line with the meaning of asking questions and answering questions, "Then please explain the purpose of your visit. You suddenly came to us... What's the matter?"

"It's nothing serious," Bernadette smiled, "I just want to invite you to visit the City of Thousand Towers—this happens to be the ultimate goal of your exploration, isn't it?"

Chapter 1505 stay

An invitation came from a magical artificial intelligence who claimed to be one of the last managers of this land, and the place invited was the former capital of this vanished country.

What is more noteworthy is that this is not the only "invitation" that Maggie heard today - not long ago, when she was in contact with the mysterious silver-haired girl who called herself "Morning Star", the other party also conveyed an invitation , now Maggie still clearly remembers the message relayed by the "Morning Star" lady: Lady Night invited Gawain Cecil and his outstanding guards to visit the City of Thousand Towers.

For the time being, she suppressed her speculation about the relationship between "Morning Star" and the lady "Berna Dido" in front of her, but her expression became serious: "The City of Thousand Towers... the girl who called herself 'Morning Star' also mentioned When we arrive at the City of Thousand Towers, does that city still exist?"

"Of course it exists, as long as the Lord of the Night is still there, the City of Thousand Towers will exist forever—whether it is in the real world or outside the border," Bernadette smiled faintly, "I know what you are thinking , you already know the secrets of the Violet Kingdom, so most of you think that everything in this kingdom has disappeared with the awakening of the dream of God, but in fact there are not only dreams here, or in other words..."

Bernadette paused slightly when she said this, and the smile on her face became wider: "In this world, dreams and reality are never clearly separated."

"I often hear this sentence from our majesty—well, I believe that the city of the thousand towers is still there," Maggie nodded lightly, "but may I ask, why did you invite us to the thousand towers?" The city? The girl named Chenxing also mentioned this before, but she invited our majesty and... well, probably Miss Amber."

Maggie hesitated for a while when she spoke to the end. Although judging from the context at the time and the logic of the whole incident, she felt that Gao Wen and Amber were mentioned by Morning Star when she relayed the "invitation" from Ms. Ye, but Once the words "outstanding guard" were added, she felt weird. She always felt that this description seemed to be intentional, but it made her subconsciously suspicious...

Bernadette didn't care about Maggie's small pause in the last few words. This magical AI that survived after the Violet Kingdom disappeared just maintained her gentle smile as always, and said unhurriedly: "Mo Dill... great mortal adventurer, your journey is magnificent, your deeds live in the night... But I want to ask, after such a long adventure journey, after encountering so many difficulties and obstacles and Are you tired after the strange thing?"

Mordir quietly watched the holographic projection floating in the air. The great adventurer seemed to perceive something at this moment. His eyes flickered slightly, and after a short thought, they brightened up again. A small smile emerges: "Not at all—and I think I've had enough rest this time."

"Very well, then please go to the city of a thousand towers. A real great adventurer will not grow old in a comfortable and comfortable bed. The Lord of the Night also hopes that you can continue on your journey."

Bernadette said in a gentle voice, she bent slightly towards Modil, as if she was paying tribute to a great person, and Modir chose to accept it frankly—accepting this salute, she also accepted this invitations.

"I see, it's mainly to invite me, isn't it?" the old mage smiled cheerfully, "Don't worry, I will go... I really want to see the legendary city with a thousand towers look."

Bernadette straightened her waist, she nodded lightly, and then glanced around, looking at Maggie and the nearby soldiers who were engrossed: "Then I won't disturb everyone's rest... Please rest assured, 'Monument' The nearby open space is a peaceful place under the night. As long as you don't enter the dense forest when the night is darkest, you won't be affected by the shadow power. This can be regarded as the maximum 'entertainment' that the Violet Kingdom can give to the guests. The conditions are limited, please forgive me."

As the words fell, the beautiful lady quietly took two steps back in the magical illusion, and then her figure began to gradually dissipate, and after just a few seconds, there was only a little scattered glow left in the air .

A gust of cold night wind blew through the forest glade, Maggie took a breath gently to let the chill cool her mind, then turned her head to look at Mordir: "You... confirm that you will go to Qianlong as the other party said. Is it the city of towers? Although our goal from the beginning was to explore the core area of ​​the Violet Kingdom, but now we have encountered such a mysterious person twice in a row, and received invitations to the city of a thousand towers twice in a row... I always feel that It's kind of disturbing."

"Of course I'm going, I've already accepted the invitation," Mordir said calmly, "Actually, there's nothing disturbing about it...or in other words, on this violet island covered in shadows, there's nothing less disturbing than this one. And anyway, this invitation is related to Ms. Ye. If an ancient god wants to harm people, he probably doesn't have to use such a complicated method. I'm more inclined that He wants to communicate with us, but he is limited to a certain state. Had to use such a roundabout way.”

"...Since this is your judgment, then I agree," Maggie hesitated, then nodded slightly, "but there is one more thing I can't figure out."

Modil raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

"Morning Star and Bernadette... They each brought two invitations, both from Ms. Ye, both pointing to the city of a thousand towers, and they both came to us. The only difference is that the people invited are different," Maggie said. While thinking about it, he said, "Do you think that these two invitations were all inspired by Ms. Ye? If so...then why did He send two different 'messengers'? Just let Morning Star or Bernadette send the message to you." Is it okay to arrive?"

Listening to Maggie's analysis, Modil pinched the beard on his chin subconsciously: "Indeed, your doubts are justified... Anyway, it's just a letter, if it's all Ms. Ye's instruction, then send someone to deliver the message It’s enough to pass it completely, but in the end, He sent two people, and one of them specifically asked you to tell those mysterious things..."

The old mage fell into deep thought while talking. As a well-informed spellcaster, he is also knowledgeable in the fields of mystery and symbolism, so after a moment of thinking, he vaguely guessed something: "This arrangement must have a deep meaning. As an ancient god, the 'words' conveyed by Ms. Ye are not only 'words', but most of them are some kind of intervention or correction of specific events. Miss Amber, I feel like this is trying to establish some kind of 'connection'."

"Deliberately establish a connection?" Maggie frowned, she felt that she could not keep up with the old mage's train of thought, "What kind of connection should be established?"

"The girl named Chenxing claims to be an operator of the Military Intelligence Bureau, and she also calls Amber the director, but you also said that the Military Intelligence Bureau has no shadow affairs department at all, and there is no 'operator' with obvious characteristics like Chenxing," Mo said. Dill said casually, "Don't you think this is weird? There is no need to lie about this..."

Maggie lowered her head thoughtfully, and Modil waved his hands when he saw this: "Don't think so much now, I just said it casually, after all, I don't even know this secret about myself. Anyway, one thing is probably true, Ms. Ye is trying to send messages to the real world in various ways, and individuals like me and Amber who have a 'connection' with Him are obviously the best breakthrough, although I don't know why Your Majesty It will also be involved... But what Ms. Ye has to do is probably very important, and there should be no delay.

"Therefore, we should truthfully report what happened here and let His Majesty make a judgment. This is what we should do most."

In the gradually thickening night, Maggie looked into the eyes of the great adventurer and nodded slowly.

……

The night is deep, the majestic tower stands quietly in the boundless night, the sky is full of stars across the sky like a long river, this starlight shines on the spire of the tower, shines on the simple and mottled walls, deep purple The spiers, and the rows of houses around the tower, seem to have been silent in the dark for thousands of years.

At the top of the tower, the "Eye of Night" that used to be able to overlook the entire kingdom has been extinguished, leaving only the huge black base bathed in starlight, and the cold wind blows through the guardrails and support columns around the base, bringing out bursts of low-pitched waves in the night sky. Weeping, around the tower, the once-prosperous city has long since been emptied, and those classical buildings and towers piled up that seem to violate geometrical laws are like ghosts in the dark, stretching their own curved shape under the starlight Lines and dappled spires.

This is the royal capital of Violet, the ancient city of a thousand towers. There used to be a magnificent and prosperous dream here, carrying the memories of countless years and the lives of countless residents. There were also profound scholars, outstanding artists, and Brilliant writing, as well as the music and singing voices flowing in the streets and alleys - and generations of scholars from the outside world spent a short time studying in this city, and glimpsed some truths in a violet-like dream.

Until the end of this magnificent and prosperous dream.

Now, the residents of the city have left - they have awakened from the dream of the real world and returned to their true "hometown", just like any dream that wakes up in the morning, the mind after awakening is no longer in harmony That dream leaves no mingling.

However, it is a powerful and ancient "god" who shaped this dream after all-for this extraordinary dream world, the departure of "residents" is not the end of everything, and the city of a thousand towers still stands quietly in it. The place that has stood for countless years, just like Bernadette said, as long as the Lord of the Night is still there, the City of Thousand Towers will exist forever.

Under the night, a figure slowly climbed up to the highest point of the tower. This figure was wearing a dark robe, holding a pale lantern in his hand. On the platform, I looked up at the rune frame and pillars that looked more and more empty in the darkness.

A gust of cold wind from afar suddenly lifted his hood, and the hood fell down, revealing an overly pale face—he was tall and thin with black hair and black eyes, and the distant starlight shone on him. A halo was outlined around him, and some faint light directly penetrated his body, making this figure look like a translucent ghost.

After standing under the eyes of the night for a long time, the figure slowly moved forward. He casually hung the pale lantern on the pillar beside him, and waved his hand towards a brazier in the open space not far away. The magic power hit the grease in the brazier, and the raging flames burned immediately, illuminating a small area near the Eye of Night.

Looking at the flames dancing in front of him, the last ruler of the Violet Kingdom—Prince Nash Nart showed a smile on his face and exhaled slightly.

And not long after the flame ignited, there was a sound of iron boots trampling from the side, and Prince Nash suddenly looked back, and saw an extraordinarily tall man covered in heavy armor. The figure strode out from the nearby shadows. This figure was like a gloomy knight walking out of a picture scroll. Every step he took was as heavy as if he stepped directly on people's hearts.

When there were still a few steps away, the "gloomy knight" covered in armor suddenly pulled out the long sword at his waist, and slashed forward without hesitation.

Prince Nash just raised his eyebrows, waved his hand forward casually, and a hazy shadow like an illusory long whip swept across his hand, directly hitting the armor of the "gloomy knight" in the middle, knocking the latter It flew out, accompanied by a harsh noise and violent impact, the armor was scattered all over the ground, and there was nothing inside.

"Berna Dido, this is not fun at all," Prince Nash said helplessly to the brazier not far away, "Especially because you used my favorite collection to do this."

The raging flames in the brazier immediately jumped twice, and Bernadette's slightly distorted figure jumped out of it, and looked at Prince Nash with folded arms: "Come on, you say that every set of armor here is your best. Love the collection, even the last time I dug out two broken sacks from the warehouse you said it was your collection - but you didn't see your heart hurt at all when you knocked them over. And I'm not here to make the dim Is it more lively in the palace?"

"What you're talking about is the control of a pile of empty armor and unmanned tools running around the entire tower?" Prince Nash rolled his eyes, "And pretended that the magic was out of control and slashed me with a giant sword head?"

"Out of control is a part of magical surprises," Bernadette said with a look of course, "What kind of mage is it if you don't get out of control?"

"...I should really find out who wrote the master personality for you back then." Prince Nash glared at Bernadette, who was kept alive by the fire, and then felt a little helpless, "But then again, that writer It's time to 'return' anyway, and I'm probably not afraid that I'll trouble him... Forget it, let's not talk about it, have you come into contact with those visitors?"

"I got in touch with it, and it went smoothly. They didn't take out their swords to cut me excitedly at the first time, and they didn't directly blow up the node monument. It was previously reported that the Cecils would immediately detonate a large number of explosions as soon as they were stimulated. It really is an exaggeration," Bernadette nodded, "I have conveyed to them the will of the Lord of the Night, and they—especially the great adventurer—have readily accepted the invitation."

"Accepted?" Prince Nash nodded, "Yes, it seems that the lady's judgment is indeed correct..."

"Madam knows that great adventurer very well, much better than those of us clumsy people who have been blindfolded by the power of the tide," Bernadette said unceremoniously, "But you, you really don't know Are you planning to go back?"

Chapter 1506 Get up

Bernadette, who maintained her own projection with firelight, stared at Nash Nart standing in front of her, the last ruler of the Violet Kingdom, the last "stayer" after the dream ended, this powerful mage The King stood quietly under the night sky, and the distant starlight penetrated his somewhat illusory figure, forming a hazy and dim glow around his body.

This radiance is the grace of the Lord of the Night—the tolerant ancient god allowed the last dream resident to continue his willfulness, and allowed a citizen who should have returned to his hometown to stay in the border of the dream, which is not good for a powerful god It doesn't cost much, but Bernadette always feels that... Nash has a place he should go, and it is not wise for the other party to just rely on it in the real world.

"Everyone has woken up from their dreams, and the master of the night is gradually returning. Isn't it good to return to the night?" Bernadette saw that the other party was silent, so she couldn't help but continued, "The night is your hometown. In Ms. There is a warm and eternal night in the kingdom of the world. For the shadow dwellers who have awakened from their dreams and recalled their own essence, it should be more comfortable to live in 'there'..."

"Maybe, I will probably go back one day, but the time has not yet come. After all, you also know...it is easy to go back, but it is not so easy to come back again," Nash finally breathed out with a smile He said slowly, "And don't you think it's good for me to stay here? At least someone cooperates with you in those 'ghost castle' scenes..."

"Ha..." Bernadette sighed, her voice sounded weak, "You don't really think that a 'Ta Ling' would feel lonely, do you? It’s been so many years, and it’s not like there was a time when it was set to standby. If it’s because of this boring reason, then forget it. Going back early can make the master of the night less trouble-everyone goes home It’s over, you’re the only one here, be careful and he will scold you after a long time.”

Listening to Bernadette's babbling, Nash just smiled and folded his arms, and waited until the other party had no words before saying slowly: "You don't have to worry about it. With the heart of an ancient god, the lady will not Counting such trivial matters, my stay here for several centuries is just a speck of dust to Him—but the ups and downs of a speck of dust are enough to make a mortal choose a period that no one has ever thought of. Interesting life. Plus..."

He said, looking at Bernadette in front of him with a half-smile: "You don't have to be so magnanimous, the day the news of the lady's return came, with the fog surging in the whole area, more than half of the entire City of Thousand Towers The magic mechanism of the tower has been in chaos for more than three hours, and no one can find out the reason, but I have been monitoring this tower all the time, so it is obviously your downtime..."

Bernadette's eyes immediately widened: "Didn't it be agreed that this matter will not be mentioned again!"

"Okay, okay, don't mention it if you don't mention it... I don't understand, and there is no one else here now," Nash said while raising his hands in surrender, and then shook his head, "That's it, the Violet Kingdom is the most worthy in history. Proud Creator, and the last ruler of the Violet Kingdom, we stay here together, maybe decades, maybe centuries, maybe longer, at least when someone visits here, we can tell them that there was once A kingdom of mortals existed..."

Bernadette thought for a while, with a happy expression on her face: "Oh—an ancient kingdom that has been lost for hundreds of years, a forgotten castle shrouded in shadows, empty armor and attendant robes swaying forward in a deserted city, and There is an ancient tower spirit that keeps running, and a ghost king who is trapped in the tower, and ignorant adventurers step into it, hear the forgotten history from the tower spirit and the king, and then bring the treasure Returning with glory...that's a nice story, I like your idea."

"That's not my idea!" Nash suddenly stared, "And when did I become a ghost king trapped in the tower? The lady gave me a blessing just to ensure that I can maintain stability in the real world, that's all. I think it’s okay to go out... At least it’s not a big problem to walk around the dark palace, right?”

Bernadette just smiled, looked at Nash's distraught look, and said leisurely after a few seconds: "The original 'Prince Nash' wouldn't talk like this..."

"The original Bernadette would not have jumped out of the fire, let alone commanded the unattended armor in the warehouse to walk up and down the corridors and terraces," Nash shook his head, "I can only say Our life before was so boring."

"Actually, it's boring now—I've never seen this city so quiet," Bernadette said casually, her illusory figure slowly drifting to the edge of the platform, where the "Eye of the Night" was once guarding. Stopped at the edge of the steel fence, and looked at the urban area that was spreading infinitely in the darkness, "Looking at this city, I thought of the unconstrained questions raised by some scholars who like to think wildly... Someone once assumed that Every dream is a real world, and these dream worlds are full of visitors who have strayed into it. Those scholars are very curious whether the dream world is still running and will change again after the visitors who strayed into it have left. What it looks like... You see, what we have in front of us is the answer."

"As a tower spirit, sometimes your imagination is too rich," Nash sighed and shook his head, "You can't compare the dreams of gods with the wild thoughts of mortals, let alone the city of thousands of towers. It’s just a lady’s dream, and it’s also the overlapping product of the border of the Kingdom of God and the real world. In fact, if it weren’t for the sudden appearance of pollution tens of thousands of years ago, there would be no residents in this city at all, and there wouldn’t even be any What is the Violet Kingdom in the dream..."

"Yeah, there won't be any Violet Kingdom, and there won't be me, the 'Violet Man's proudest masterpiece'," Bernadette said casually, "so in a sense, I should be grateful for the one that triggered Contaminated 'intruders' - although you and others seem to be quite irritated when they suddenly realize how polluted and blinded they have been for so long..."

Nash shrugged and did not respond to Bernadette's last babble. He just turned around and stood side by side with the "proud masterpiece of the Violet Kingdom" on the edge of the Eye of the Night platform, standing silently in the night wind for a long time. stand still.

"You said... Will there really be more people visiting this city shrouded in night in the future?" Bernadette said suddenly, "I'm not talking about those explorers who received invitations, but more ordinary people. People... Are there any adventurers who have the guts to go through the shadowy forest on the entire island, and come to this gloomy and lonely city to search for the memory of some ancient kingdom?"

"I don't know, anyway, from the current point of view, it is not an easy task for ordinary people to go through the long night in the dense forest to reach the depths of Violet Island, and not everyone is like the 'big adventurer' With boundless courage and enthusiasm to explore such a lost country... why do you ask this? Could it be that you start to feel lonely?"

"How could Taling have such emotions—I just wonder if you can bear the loneliness for centuries. Don't forget that you just boasted that you will stay with me in this empty city for many, many years... "

Under the bright starry sky, a gust of night wind blew across the upper platform of the dark palace. The guardrails and pillars that once surrounded the Eye of the Night whimpered in the wind. As the bonfire shook, the last two remaining in this ancient kingdom Started a new round of their arguments - arguing about who would feel lonely first, arguing about who would regret that impulsive decision when the dream awakened, arguing that when the centuries passed, the city born of a mistake Will the Land of Dreams still be remembered, and will there still be some legends left in the world...

And at the same time, in the Kingdom of Shadow God, far away from the world, a sigh suddenly sounded in the endless gray-white desert. This sigh echoed between the sky and the earth, making the entire sand sea silent for a moment, and then the wind of disorder swept up again. The swirling dust undulates in the air like mist, surrounding the majestic throne standing between the heaven and the earth.

On the top of a stone pillar in front of the throne, the thick black book suddenly opened and closed slightly. Wilder looked up at the dark cloud-like figure on the throne, and his voice came from the book: "Ma'am, why did you suddenly sigh?" ?”

"It's not a big deal," Ms. Ye's voice descended from the sky, with a pair of amber eyes overlooking the desert below in the hazy shadow, "It's just that I suddenly found the one I accidentally created with my dream before." There was a guy with a weird fetish in Kingdom'...so that's why he didn't want to 'return'."

Hearing Ms. Ye's words in the usual lazy tone, Wilder was stunned for a moment. He checked several times to see if he had heard correctly, and finally couldn't help but say: "Ma'am, you just said... ...What is the addiction?"

"Chapter 4 No. 12 of the sixth issue." Ms. Ye said casually.

Wilder: "...Huh?"

With question marks all over his head (although he is now headless), the great adventurer has no idea what this awesome old god is talking about - delusional or not, since the last time he looked at the pages of his book. The Old God is a bit weird, mainly reflected in the occasional weird vocabulary, or asking himself some weird questions... He doesn't know how to deal with it at all!

This is different from being asked to tell a story in the past. The storytelling is at least somewhat related to his professional experience. With a little brains (although he has no brains now), he can still pay for it by making up random things. Ms. Ye is not picky anyway. The logic and details in it, but now he doesn’t know how to respond to the strange vocabulary and weird questions that the ancient god pops up from time to time. To exaggerate, those things sound like indescribable whispers from another world It seems that sometimes he doesn't know how those words are forced to form a phrase...

However, Ms. Ye obviously didn't care about what the great adventurer was struggling with, she just leaned on her throne and pondered for a while, and suddenly asked, "Mr. Great Adventurer, you are a mage, right? "

"Yes, ma'am," Wilde replied immediately, feeling glad that ma'am finally started to ask some normal questions. "Before I became an adventurer, I was a fairly powerful mage first. Regarding the field of magic..."

"Then will you mages fall in love with spirits created by magic? Such as tower spirits or golems," Ms. Ye's voice descended from the sky, "or fall in love with the magic mirror and the phantoms of the opposite sex on the parchment. ..."

Wilder immediately felt that he was lucky just now—why is Ms. Ye's strange symptoms getting worse?

The great adventurer struggled a little, and struggled to speak for a long time before opening his mouth: "Well... I don't know how you see the group of 'mages', although many of us are considered by others to be out of character because we are too obsessed with magic research. It's weird, and there are even some spellcasters who have mental problems due to the sequelae of spell experiments, but in general, our group's orientation towards the opposite sex is normal, at least I won't feel wronged by the illusions on the parchment and magic mirror I have an idea..."

After Wilder finished speaking, he was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know whether his answer satisfied Ms. Ye. After waiting for several seconds, he heard the other party's voice from above: "It seems that your purity is not enough. Ah, Mister Adventurer."

Wilder was stunned on the cover: "Pure...Purity? Ms., I don't quite understand..."

"Article 3 of Chapter [-] of the fifth issue."

Wilder: "...Huh?"

"No, it's nothing." The voice from the throne seemed hesitant, "I just suddenly discovered one thing, I seem to have underestimated the impact of the information coming from 'that side' after the 'anchor point' was established, But it’s not a big deal, it’s a part of me, and now it’s just reflowing. Compared to these... it seems like it’s time to do something serious.”

As the last words fell, on the majestic throne, a dark cloud-like figure slowly raised its head. Ms. Ye got up from the throne, picked up the black and white scepter that was leaning against the throne with one hand, and One hand pointed to the dust in the distance.

In an instant, a grand storm swept across the desert, and the immeasurable gray-white dust formed a vortex of astonishing scale in the air, and then the vortex gradually tilted and adjusted to become a tunnel-like tunnel vertically above the desert. giant rift!

Weldben wanted to ask Ms. Ye what the "reflux" was about, but at this moment he was startled, and then he reacted, paying attention to the movement of the vortex in the desert. Ask: "Are you finally going to...start?"

"It took some time for the anchor point generator to reset the mode, but fortunately, the things left by the voyager are not so easily damaged," Ms. Ye said casually, and in the desert in front of the throne, the road formed by shadow dust The rift is also gradually forming, and it reflects the scene of a certain distant country - in the violently shaking blurred light and shadow, you can vaguely see that there are fertile fields, clear rivers and gardens shrouded in the dome, "also Thanks to the activities of some little guys in the firmament station, and the efforts of the mortals to 'unbind' the spiritual seal in the world, the preparation process has been smoother than expected."

While talking, Ms. Ye picked up the scepter in her hand, and she slowly stepped down from the throne, walking towards the gap where light and shadow flickered in the distance, and behind her, on the surface of the majestic throne, there were countless mysterious and complicated lines It is gradually lighting up, and quickly connected to become a whole.

That is exactly the totem pattern engraved on the surface of the "Anchor Point Generator" located deep in the Sky Station!

Chapter 1507 Full power operation

On the surface of the ancient and majestic Shadow Throne, the flickering light streams condensed into mysterious and complex lines, making the original simple and mottled throne seem to be filled with glass for a while, and on the back of the throne, the hidden dots of light also appeared. Gradually emerged, and quickly formed a constantly evolving and updated star map. With every step Ms. Ye took towards the distant crack, these lines and star maps became more and more clear, and somewhere farther away , in the distance beyond the reach of sight, the roar is gradually sounding.

Wilder on the stone pillar was shocked by this change, even though he more or less knew that Ms. Ye was preparing for a big event, and it was time to implement this big event, but he didn't expect it would cause such a big commotion—— Even arousing the power of the star map, this great adventurer couldn't help but "look" at Lady Ye who had stepped down from the throne: "May I ask now—what are you going to do? Didn't you mean the star map?" It is a gift sealed up by the voyager, and it cannot be activated until the mission fulfillment date..."

"When mortals loosen the shackles with their own power, the day when the mission will be fulfilled - of course, I did use a little trick within my 'scope of authority', but this is a reasonable deviation," Ms. Ye said He seemed to be in a good mood. Standing in front of the huge vortex fissure, he turned his head and looked back at his throne. Star maps were constantly shining and reflected in those amber eyes, like distant stars flickering, "Although the coming-of-age ceremony must Alone, but since they're heading in the right direction...then it's okay for me to give it a little push?"

Wilder was silent for two seconds, and couldn't help but said: "...Won't this cause the trajectory of the world to deviate from the design of the voyager? Are you sure the voyager will have no objection to this?"

Ms. Ye laughed, and turned to walk towards the constantly rotating vortex. As the distant roar gradually approached like thunder, her words also descended from the sky: "The sailors never stipulated the fate of all beings in this world—because they themselves It is also the sentient beings of the world."

After the words fell, this astonishing ancient god had already stepped into the dust vortex, and as his figure disappeared into the kingdom of shadows, the continuous roar from the distant sky also stopped instantly, and the sudden silence brought There was a sudden "stagnation", and in an instant, everything in the entire Shadow Desert stopped, even including the turbulent wind between the sky and the earth, including the dust that was raised near the throne, as well as the people walking on the Shadow Throne. light and shadow.

A seemingly eternal dim twilight color covered the entire sky, which was the same color as Lady Ye's eyes—in this shadow world ruled by black, white and gray, the only "color" was this amber color.

The roaring sound filled the entire cabin, the deep and terrifying sound seemed to be that an invisible giant beast was crawling in a distant cabin, making a soul-stirring low roar in the dark, and accompanied by the roaring sound What came was the slight tremor of the ground under your feet, the constant flickering of nearby lights, and a large number of dazzling characters and buzzing sounds that suddenly appeared on some control terminals.

Nicholas Dan, who was leading the team to restart the energy node of a certain ecological cabin section, immediately sensed the abnormal surge in the nearby energy pipeline. There was a strange metallic resonance in his body, and then he raised the altitude, "Look "To the direction of the roaring sound: "What happened... Restarting an energy node shouldn't cause such a big movement..."

Iron Man Commander Alice immediately activated the magnetic mechanism of both feet, which is the experience she has accumulated after working in this ancient space station for a period of time-abnormal energy surges and mechanical vibrations are often accompanied by gravity out of control, even if There is no gravity out of control, and the use of magnetic locks to fix the body also helps to cope with various emergencies: "I don't know, we haven't touched any equipment here."

Nicholas quickly turned around and took a look at the large-scale, dimly lit cabin in front of him. Under the astonishingly high dome, he saw a land that could almost be described as "vast wilderness". There are plains, hills and artificial rivers that have dried up, withered plant fragments scattered on the barren land, and abandoned houses and towers can be vaguely seen in the darkness in the distance.

If it weren't for the towering alloy barriers on both sides of this "earth", and the high-strength polymer windows reflecting the starlight, if it wasn't for the ancient weather control system and the dark dome building above, just looking at it Looking at the barren land in front of him, I'm afraid it would be hard for him to believe that this is actually the interior of an ancient space station, a deep space far away from the earth.

"The energy surge didn't come from here..." Nicholas didn't actually focus on the scene of the ecological cabin in front of him, but was feeling the ancient energy pipelines deep in the earth and wrapped in layers of protection. After making a judgment, he ruled out the connection between the energy surge and the energy node in the cabin in front of him, "The roar seemed to come from the other end of the cabin at first... Who is there now?"

"Ms. Azarena is leading a group of technicians to inspect the corridors," Iron Man Commander Alice said quickly, "I have already sent her a message and asked her to look for it in the direction of the roaring sound. For clues, see if there is a new abnormal area in the station... Do you need to take over the screen from their side?"