Sword of Dawn

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Bud sighed: "Unfortunately, Andersa is more able to stick to her position than we thought. His Majesty Gawain seems to be disappointed."

"This result was probably within his expectations..." Bertila didn't have any regrets in her tone, she just felt a little emotional, "Andersa...your daughter is actually a very sober person, despite a lot of information and third-party The subjective judgments of the personnel say that the contemporary General Wolf is a cold, stubborn, inflexible militant, and has blind hostility towards Cecil, but in my opinion, she may be more serious than many politicians who talk in the official residence. Understand the changes in the world and the relationship between countries.

"It's just that she remembers her duty as a soldier more."

"It's not easy to get such a high evaluation from you," Bud glanced at Bertila, "but let's pay attention to the issue of special soldiers... The battle on the front line of Winter Wolf Castle is becoming more and more fierce. The army is now full of carriers of spiritual pollution, and our soldiers have to fight against those things every day. The neural network has begun to detect the pollution information of God of War in the front-line nodes-if no effective means of defense can be found, the defense line will be destroyed. It has to shrink."

"I checked the bodies of the Typhon battle mages in the prisoner-of-war camp—in the name of physical examination," Bertila said casually, "Most of them did rely on alchemy potions and continuous external stimuli to change their nerve structures ... To be honest, this kind of alchemy potion that can forcibly stimulate the talent of magic power is not uncommon in other places, but basically it has serious side effects, either weakening the physique or permanently damaging the nervous system. Locked for life, but the catalytic technology Typhon is using has obviously solved these sequelae...

"The bodies of those battle mages are very healthy, and even their personal strength can be improved to a limited extent by relying on normal learning and training. Except for the lower upper limit and difficulty in growing in the later stage, they are basically not much different from real mages.

"I separated blood samples from these people and scanned their neural structures, hoping to reverse reverse their transformation process, but I have no clue... This matter is obviously not that simple."

"In other words, this road won't work," Bard frowned, and in his opinion, that's what Bertila's series of technical descriptions were extracted from, "...I don't know if His Majesty will try to contact you. Aldernan, but in the current situation, it is unlikely that the two countries will establish a channel for technical exchanges while fighting..."

"So, I'm thinking about other solutions..." Bertila said unhurriedly.

"Another solution?" Bud was stunned for a moment, then looked at the former headmaster in surprise, "Have you thought of a solution?"

"A different technical route, maybe we can enhance ordinary people's ability to adapt and control magic through other means, such as an extra nervous system... Naritil told me some knowledge about neural networks, which contains A concept called 'wetware compute nodes' is interesting..."

Bud looked at Bertila, and suddenly felt a chill for no reason. Although the Sorin area was like spring all year round, he rubbed his arms subconsciously: "Damn...don't make any more bloody experiments, I will I'll be the first to report you."

Bertila glanced at him: "Of course not, my every move is under the monitoring of the magic net, not to mention that I have long since lost interest in those stupid experiments - I will report to Rebecca in accordance with the formal procedure. The minister filed the application and reported it.”

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aldernan.

The snowfall that lasted for several days finally subsided, but the fog that followed engulfed the imperial capital on the plain again. The sky in Aldernan was still gloomy, but compared with the previous days of wind and snow , Today, there is finally a ray of sunshine and warmth here.

A tall and thin man wearing a black Earl's cloak, a ribbon and a sigil on his body, walked in the deep and long corridor of the Obsidian Palace. His face was cold, with a high bridge of nose and slender eyes—— A typical Typhonian face.

Led by the maid, he walked through the promenade of the Obsidian Palace, and came to the reception room most frequently used by Rosetta Augustus. After the door, he stepped into it. Rosetta Augustus was sitting on the high-back chair by the fireplace, and raised her head from the book because of the movement from the door.

"Count Claremont Dart," Rosetta looked at the tall and thin man who appeared at the door, and nodded slightly, "You came on time."

"Punctuality is the tradition of the Dart family." The man called Claremont walked towards Rosetta, and the door of the reception room closed behind him. When the wooden door closed and made a sound, he bent down to the imperial ruler in front of him. Go, "According to the law, I come to say goodbye to you."

His etiquette is impeccable, and his speech is also very standard, but all of this is like a machine-precise, but without emotion and warmth.

Rosetta obviously didn't care about this.

"Tomorrow morning, you will go to the front line with the first train," he nodded, "I wish you a smooth journey, and I wish you bravery and honor in battle."

Claremont Dart straightened up and stared at Emperor Rosetta with his slender eyes. This gaze lasted for a few seconds before he retracted his gaze and said lightly, "Thank you for your blessing."

At this point, all the due etiquette has been exhausted.

He took half a step back, ready to say goodbye and leave, but before he could speak, Rosetta asked suddenly: "Is there anything else you want to say? We may not have a chance to talk like this again."

Claremont stared at Rosetta for a long time before he spoke, "Are you shaken now?"

"I am steadfast."

"Okay, I understand," Claremont nodded, and turned to look at the door of the reception room, "Then I will watch you in the dirt of Winter Wolf Castle, and I will keep watching until you really realize your The prosperity that was depicted at the beginning—or sink into the abyss forever."

After saying this, the Typhon nobleman stepped forward and left the reception room without a single pause.

In the huge room, Rosetta Augustus sat quietly on the chair. After the door of the room was closed again, he looked up at the mechanical clock not far away.

"Stayed for 2 minutes, it's not bad."

He was talking softly to himself, playing with a small gem—the gem was about the size of a thumb, and its overall shape was like an eye. It was completely black, but there seemed to be dots of light shining on the black surface all the time. It is flickering and wandering, as if an illusory starry sky is blocked inside.

This "sparkling star" gem rolled lightly in Rosetta's hands for a while, and the latter suddenly stopped the movement in his hand, and the slight starlight on the surface of the gem seemed to have some kind of inertia. It trembled a bit, and as the dots of light gradually re-stabilized and solidified, a little thing gradually emerged from the dark depths of the gemstone.

Little by little it became clearer, and at last the details emerged—it was the face of Malm Dunit, the dull face.

Rosetta Augustus stared blankly at the face emerging from the surface of the gemstone. After a long time, he smiled slightly: "Are you pretending that you are an unconscious shell?"

The sluggish Malm Dunit in the jewel suddenly "lived", he looked at Rosetta viciously, and his sarcasm shook the air around the jewel: "What you trapped is just an incarnation! The real me has already become one with the glory of the Lord, and you will never be able to understand the great and beyond human intelligence—go on and be complacent here, as a mortal, you are not even qualified to stand against the Lord— This war itself will consume you and your pathetic family!"

Rosetta quietly looked at the face that emerged from the gem, he was not angry at all, and his voice was as calm as ever: "Yeah... what you said makes sense, as a mortal, it is really difficult to get in touch with the gods who are high above you. A difficult task... Solving such a difficult problem can be called a lot of fun."

With a little force on his fingers, powerful magic power was poured into the gemstone, accompanied by a slight crisp sound and faint roar, the gemstone and the spiritual body trapped in it were instantly wiped out.

Chapter 1004 Analysis

The breeze blows across the vast and boundless green land, and the wind echoes with whispers that cannot be recognized by human ears. Even though the real world outside is already covered with ice and snow, in this neural network rooted in the spiritual world, the bright spring is still alive. Standing for a long time between the plain and the valley.

In the center of the boundless "spiritual plain", next to several rolling hills, a huge city is standing quietly, and the sky above the city is covered with a pale golden ring-shaped giant formation composed of countless rapidly refreshed runes. Between the city and the giant formation, there are several golden streams of light that run through the sky and the earth—those streams of light represent several information hubs that are connected to the real world, and the end of each stream of light is connected to the city. A large building, and these buildings are the transfer points for the "residents" in the city of dreams to enter and exit the city.

In the central area of ​​the city, corresponding to the location of the Royal District of Cecil City in the real world, a largest-scale light flow is connected to the pyramid facility on the surface. At this moment, the light flow above the facility trembles slightly. It suddenly emerged from the air.

This is a middle-aged man wearing a monocle, elegant and refined.

Yuri woke up from the momentary dizziness of connecting to the network, and moved his neck slightly—of course there was nothing behind his neck, but the residual "nerve reverberation" when he lay in the immersion cabin and touched those cold metal contacts was still there. Wandering in his perception.He looked left and right at the people coming and going in the square, and then walked towards a figure waiting for him not far away, and as the "nervous reverberation" in his mind gradually receded, he raised his hand and slapped that figure. Greeting: "Magnum!"

"I've been waiting for you here for a century!" Magnum's loud voice exploded next to Yuri's ear, and the latter even doubted that the voice could be heard by half the people in the square, "What are you in the real world? Things got stuck?"

Yuri rubbed his ears subconsciously, and looked at his old partner standing in front with a little dissatisfaction: "You have been away from the real world for too long, and you have forgotten how many troublesome things in reality will delay one's time plan Is it? It’s not a neural network that is convenient everywhere outside, it takes time to do anything..."

Magnum showed an impatient look halfway through hearing it, and interrupted Yuri with a wave of his hand: "Okay, I understand, I understand, I will ask Pittman later, I know that he has a special effect for curing constipation medicine……"

Yuri was stunned for a moment at first, but in the next second he almost completely lost the gentle and refined demeanor he was trying to maintain: "Damn it! That's not what I said!"

Magnum waved his hands indifferently: "I understand, I understand, I was a middle-aged person like you before I was alive...Okay, I won't say anything."

The guy with a loud voice accurately ended the topic before his old partner's anger was picked up to the threshold, making Yuri, who usually maintained a gentlemanly demeanor in front of all students and researchers, blushed but could do nothing. I was able to stare at Magnum for a long time before I retracted my gaze angrily: "Open the passage - I didn't come here to argue with you."

Magnum shrugged, waved his hand in the air, and said to the air: "Duwart—here we come."

Invisible ripples suddenly fluctuated. In the seemingly calm and continuous mental space, a "habitat" hidden at the bottom of the data was silently opened. A short and secret passage appeared in this dream city. Magnum and There were layers of halo around Yuri, and then the two of them disappeared in place instantly as if they were "deleted" by something.

In the next second, they already appeared in another space: a grassland that was equally vast and boundless, but even more empty than the "upper layer" appeared in front of the two of them. The night was not dark at all, and a small hill stood quietly not far away. The hill was shrouded in a slight halo, as if all the stars were focused on it, and a huge white spider He lay quietly at the foot of the hill, seemingly resting.

This is the deeper space of the neural network, the "computing layer" under the "representation layer" and "interaction layer", where all network data are exchanged frequently and at high speed in the most primitive state-although In essence, this exchange and calculation process is almost entirely carried out by the human brain, but the human mind cannot directly understand this place, so everything presented here—including the grassland under the night and the starry sky—is completely different. It's just an interface created by the manager of this space for the convenience of entertaining "visitors".

For Magnum and Yuri, who are former priests of the Eternal Sleepers, this space has another meaning: this is the habitat of the upper-level narrators of the "Gods of the Past", and it is used by Naritil and Duwart. In the place where the ontology is "stored".

Yuri and Magnum looked at each other, and both of them could see a little emotion from each other's eyes. The latter looked up at the starry night sky, couldn't help but shook his head and muttered: "Now the positions of these stars It’s all the same as the real world.”

"Astronomical observatories around the world have reserved a special line for Naritil after the technology upgrade. She can watch the starry sky through the equipment of the observatory at any time-this is what His Majesty promised at the beginning," Magnum just finished speaking, a voice Then came from the side, Duvalte, who was wearing a black dress and carrying a lantern, appeared there out of thin air, "The starry sky you see now is projected by Naritil after seeing the stars in various observatories of the empire. Lately she's trying to record the orbits of each of the stars, and from that calculate our planet's position in the universe... at least among them."

Magnum blinked: "...that sounds like a remarkable thing."

"Your Majesty also said so," Duvalt smiled and nodded, and then he took the two visitors a step forward, and in an instant he came to the huge white spider, "Naritel was worried at first. She will be blamed for taking up spare computing power for this, but His Majesty is obviously very supportive of her doing so, and even arranged for a group of astrologers to participate. Of course, we are not here to talk about this today."

While speaking, he slightly raised his arm and pointed to the open space not far away. Magnum and Yuri looked there, and at first sight they saw a cocoon-like thing being fixed by a large number of spider threads. On the ground, the "cocoon" was as tall as a person, with a translucent outer shell, and there seemed to be something vaguely hidden inside, and Naritil's "human form" was circling around it , seems to be communicating with the things inside the cocoon.

Yuri showed some surprise: "Naritel can communicate with the captured 'shard'?"

Duwart shook his head: "It's just a unilateral question—Naritel is trying to dig out more secrets from that mental fragment, but I don't think her method will work."

Yuri and Magnum glanced at each other, and walked towards the place where the "cocoon" was. Just halfway there, they heard Naritil's chattering questions—the upper-level narrator walked around the "cocoon" Walk around and around, stop after a few steps and ask, "Where are you from?

"The god of war you believe in, how many legs does he have?

"Does God of War know that you have become like this? Did He change it for you? How exactly did you change it?

"How do you connect with that god of war? Do you still need to pray after you become like this?

"Can you hear me?

"Oh, you don't want to tell me, then... where did you come from?"

In the translucent cocoon, the spirit body of Malm Dunit was firmly imprisoned by the power of the upper-level narrator. He has not dissipated, but he has obviously lost the ability to communicate, leaving only a stiff face and godless eyes. He looked sluggish and dull.

"...all the ancestors," Magnum shrank his neck suddenly when he saw this scene, "if it were me, I would have already recruited..."

"Ah, you are here!" Naritil finally stopped from the circle when she heard the voice from the side. She looked at Yuri and Magnum happily, and ran over with a smile, "Where are you from?" here?"

"I just finished my work in the real world, and Magnum should be patrolling between various nodes before," Yuri said immediately, and then his eyes fell on the "cocoon" not far away, "Have you gained anything? "

"If you're talking about direct 'interrogation', there's no gain," Naritil shook his head, "The internal logic of this mental fragment has been disintegrated, although I tried to stimulate and rebuild it in various ways, but he So far, there is no way to respond to the communication from the outside world—as you can see, most of them can’t be repaired.”

Magnum quickly reacted: "In other words, have you gained something other than 'interrogation'?"

"Well," Naritil thought for a while, "I tried to dismantle this fragment, by directly reading the memory - this method will miss a lot of information, and may further 'damage' the sample, But somewhat rewarding.

"According to the memory I extracted, this mortal pope named Malm Dunit ripped his soul world out of his body and dedicated it to his god through some kind of crazy sacrificial ceremony, and then the god didn't know What did you do to make this soul into a state that can be split and reorganized at any time... So what we caught was just an 'incarnation'...

"Malm Dunit's body should no longer be in this world, and he is likely to be beside the 'God of War', but the remaining memory in the fragments does not mention how to establish contact with that body, nor how to communicate with the God of War build connection.

"In addition, I also found a very important piece of information - we are not the only ones who have caught an 'incarnation', if it is correct, the human emperor named Rosetta Augustus should also have caught one."

Magnan's eyes widened immediately: "Rosetta? You mean Emperor Typhon also captured a Malm Dunit?!"

"Well," Naritil nodded, "Although these avatars can move independently, they seem to be able to perceive each other's state of other avatars—in a fragmented and blurred memory, I saw an avatar in some kind of In the process of the extraordinary duel, he was defeated and swallowed by some very powerful force. And the strongest message that the incarnation sent out when it was defeated was a name: Rosetta Augustus."

Magnum and Yuri immediately looked at each other, and after a short shock, they realized the importance of this information at the same time.

Malm Dunit in "Cocoon" is just a sluggish and fragile "incarnation", which looks very miserable when suppressed, but this is because he is facing the power of the upper narrator here-a person who has left the god's seat. The God of the Past, even if it is weakened now, it is far from a crazy mortal soul can compete with it, and if there is no Naritil shot...

Malm Dunit would be a terrifying menace!He has dedicated himself to the gods and obtained strange and unpredictable powers. In addition to the incarnation projection ability of elusive, he also carries spiritual pollution from God of War—this pollution is particularly deadly and special. Even if ordinary mortals can To fight against it, you have to take huge risks and pay a huge price!

However, such an incarnation lost miserably in the "Extraordinary Showdown" with Rosetta Augustus, and was even "swallowed"...

Devour, this is not a word that can be used indiscriminately—it means that Rosetta Augustus has hidden a card, which is at least equivalent to an upper storyteller!

He kept this card only to deal with God of War?Or is it going to be used against Cecil after this divine disaster?

"We must inform His Majesty about this!" Yuri said immediately, "Rosetta Augustus can 'swallow' Malm Dunit who has the pollution of the gods, which has exceeded the normal human category, Either he is no longer a normal human being, or... borrowed some very dangerous power!"

"That's why I called you here," Naritel nodded seriously, "I know that both of you are from Typhon, and you happen to have special backgrounds——Yuri, you used to be Or The nobles of Dennan, and your family has dealt with the Augustus family for a long time, you should know the 'curse' of the Augustus family; and Magnum, I know you are from the Church of God of War , you should know about that god of war, right?"

As the "god" created by the former Eternal Sleeper, Naritil obviously knows a lot of things. Yuri is not surprised by this. He fell into a short thought, and Magnum next to him muttered a little embarrassingly: "This... I have been away from the Church of God of War for too many years..."

Yuri couldn't help but glanced at him: "Your memory should not have declined to the point where you can't remember the rules and regulations when you were a priest, right?"

"This... My development in the God of War Church was not smooth. Even after I became an official priest, I was mainly doing odd jobs... although occasionally I did other things." Magnum scratched his face even more awkwardly, "Of course , Of course, I have been exposed to those dogmas... Well, I have to recall it carefully, this matter seems really important..."

Chapter 1005 Chessboard

After hearing the news Hetty brought, Gawain didn't look surprised at all: "Is it the expected refusal... yes, after all, this involves the root of Typhon."

"It seems that General Wolf won't cooperate," Heidi stood in front of Gawain's desk with a stack of documents in his hand, with a serious expression on his face, "and... I think what she said is quite right : This is not a decision that a commander can make, Rosetta Augustus has the right to make this level of benefit exchange."

"Of course, an upright technical exchange is of course better," Gao Wen smiled, "It's just that this level of technical exchange is difficult to achieve in peacetime, let alone the current tense situation... Well, I am also Just holding the attitude of giving it a try, Andersa's refusal is the expected result."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help sighing in his heart: It seemed like a correct decision to let Bard act as an intermediary to contact Andersa. Whoever opened the mouth on such a sensitive issue would have to make that general wolf's blood pressure full. , one might get into a fight, and leaving this matter to Bud is to guard against this-theoretically speaking, even if the wolf general's blood pressure is full, he should not be separated from him for many years. Father, let's do it...

Some irrelevant associations floated in his mind. Although Hetty didn't know what her ancestors were thinking of writing, she could still see that Gawain was a little distracted. He continued: "Currently, the 'mass production of superhumans' plan is temporarily on hold. The ongoing plan is mainly in two aspects. One is to continue to optimize and adjust the equipment and training methods of psychic singers from the technical level, and find a way Reduce its nerve load on the user, and on the other hand, start to select matching personnel from mages, and transform some of the original battle mages into psionic singers...

"In addition to this, Bertila also proposed a third plan."

"The third plan?" Gao Wen raised his eyebrows, "What's the specific plan?"

"This is the document from Solimbo, and Bertila has already drawn up the draft," Hetty said while putting the document on the table, with a somewhat strange expression on her face, "I have a little I took a look... how should I put it, as expected of the former Dark Druid, this thing she conceived... quite challenges people's ability to accept."

Gawain became even more curious when he heard it. He reached out to take the document and opened its cover. On the first page of the document, a line of huge title letters caught his eyes: "The Application Prospect of Giant Wetware Nodes in the Field of Assisted Spellcasting and Technical Points", and after this line of title there is a line of smaller letters: In order to avoid moral and ethical risks, all wet parts in the scheme are bred and manufactured by the giant tree of Sorin.

Gao Wen's eyes lingered on these words for several seconds before he opened the follow-up content of the document with a strange feeling - a document with rigorous wording, detailed data, complete details, concise and easy to understand, and even seemed to have arrived. Technical solutions that can directly enter the practical stage are unfolding before his eyes.

Before carefully examining the content of this plan, he couldn't help but first lamented Bertila's professionalism as a technician-everything was blamed at the beginning... The death of all things should be said to be the most important thing in the history of human beings. Cutting-edge biochemical technology, even if they are a dark sect, no one can deny that the top leaders of this sect are well-deserved technical talents.

Few of the senior teams of the Magic Research Institute could produce such a technical document.

After such emotion, Gao Wen was quickly attracted by the idea mentioned in the document. He read it carefully while scrolling down, until a lifelike concept map appeared in front of him——

A giant brain floating in midair, a dizzyingly complex nerve connection scheme, a group of soldiers connected with giant brains using artificial nerve cables... This picture really challenges ordinary people's understanding of what Hetty said. The ability to accept "strange things", that thing looks like a terrible product that can only be summoned in some kind of evil religious ceremony, Gawain thinks this thing is almost sanguine at a glance-but this thing is used to protect Mental...

And at the bottom of this picture, Bertila also specially marked a line of small words: A single psionic singer is just an ordinary soldier, and a complete "spiritual choir" is formed after forming a group.

"There's some truth to what you say...provided it's not such a weird thing," Gao Wen couldn't help muttering after seeing the small print, "a dozen or so people with nerve cables behind their heads surrounded A brain floating in the air is flying low above the battlefield, where is this scary and weird scene..."

While talking, he flipped through the schematic diagram quickly, and continued to look at the subsequent content of the document. When he was about to see the end, Heidi asked at the side: "Ancestor, what do you think of this plan... "

"To be honest, there seems to be nothing wrong with it except being ugly... Beltira has been in the dark sect for more than 700 years, and now I mainly doubt whether her aesthetics has been completely abolished... No, it doesn't matter, this plan does It is valuable, except for being ugly," Gao Wen frowned, and said with a rather tangled expression, "What's more, we don't seem to have much time to waste now, we have to use everything that can come in handy. Take advantage of it as soon as possible...but it's still too ugly."

"Then..." Hetty asked hesitantly, "What's your reply?"

"Approved." Gawain turned over to look at the schematic diagram again, and said with a sigh, "Beltera said that most of the process of this plan can be completed by the chambers in the giant tree of Thorin. Since it does not It will take up the cost of the existing technical team and facilities, so it’s okay to let her try it...it’s still a bit ugly.”

Hetty took down Gawain's instructions, put away the documents with a dull expression, and felt that the old ancestor might not be able to pass this hurdle...

At this moment, the magic net terminal next to the desk suddenly rang and flashed, finally interrupting the coquettish words circling in Gao Wen's mind. The latter quickly woke up from the shock brought by the technical documents, and quickly sorted out the After a good expression, he connected to the magic network terminal.

The terminal hummed slightly, and then a clear holographic projection appeared in the sky, and Yuri's figure appeared in the projection. He saluted Gawain with a serious expression on his face: "Your Majesty, we are analyzing Malm Dunit found something in the process of fragmenting the spirit body and thought it necessary to report to you."

"Are you with Naritil?" Gawain blinked, his expression quickly became serious, "What did you find?"

Yuri nodded, and immediately began to report on the clues that he, Magnum, Naritil and the others had just discovered, while Gawain listened attentively behind the desk—as Yuri's report continued, his expression became more and more serious.