Sword of Dawn

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"Whoever can change more looks is the most beautiful," Tyre replied naturally, "Anyway, everyone can change shape, and the usual appearance is to grow randomly..."

Gao Wen arrived at such a strange situation.

The first time he entered the shadow experiment field, he saw Tyre, who occupied the entire water pool, with a huge body and a strange shape, and Tyre's twisting and twisting tentacles that were bigger than octopuses.

His first reaction was whether he wanted to pass a san check...

"You'd better not stare at her tentacles," Amber, who was following Gao Wen, reminded loudly, "The patterns in those tentacles are very evil, as long as you stare at them, your mind will be affected immediately, and then You will become a particularly positive, cheerful and energetic person for at least two hours..."

Gao Wen: "???"

What a mess!

Chapter 0387 The real cloud of war

Although Gao Wen thinks that he is a satellite spirit who has traveled through time, and has sufficient knowledge and endurance, every time he encounters something related to Tyre, he still can't help but think "Damn chicken, how can there be such a thing in this world?" The feeling of "a strange species", just like now, looking at Miss Siren who is lying on the water pool in the form of a big sea monster and staring at him with big eyes, he is particularly entangled whether he should go through a san check first or Return blood first.

Because Tyr has been casting healing spells—in order to hang the prisoner's life.

As for what Amber said about some of Tyre's tentacles having a spirit-enhancing effect, Gawain didn't feel it—he thought it was similar to the principle that he was immune to the spiritual interference of gods. There are many forces in this world that interfere with human minds. Neither had any effect on him.

"Now... let's say hello to the guests," Gawain looked at Tyre with trembling eyes for a long time, before finally turning his attention away from the sea witch, and looking at the sturdy one bound by the tentacles, The prisoner, who seemed to have only breathed his last breath, asked, "What is your name? What is your identity? What is your purpose?"

Clement raised his head with difficulty. The moment he saw Gawain, he realized what had happened, and the terrifying creature that bound him dispelled all his thoughts of survival, but this did not mean that Then he will cooperate honestly: "There is nothing to tell..."

Amber was waiting for the old man's words, and immediately approached from the side: "His name is Clement—but he is disguised as a royal mage named Duke."

"Duke..." Gao Wen didn't know the specific personnel of Francis II's mission to the border this time, but after thinking about it a little, he guessed that this pretender might have been lurking beside the dead king all this time. His expression was subtle. Get up, "So, your mission is to kill the king? You and the forces behind you want to sabotage this peace talk?"

Clement closed his eyes and made a gesture that he was not ready to answer, while Soldering on the other side came to Gawain and whispered a few words.

"You're pretending to be a mage, but you're actually a druid," Gawain looked at Clement and said calmly, "I think I know who you are—a lunatic from the Doom Society, yes Bar."

Clement finally answered once: "You can't understand our great cause, say what you want."

"Actually, that's what happened," Gawain nodded. "From the very beginning, I didn't intend to understand your career at all. I just wanted to make you all disappear. Clay...Ment, right? Your actions this time The handwriting really exceeded my expectations. I admit that I underestimated you all—I always thought you were just rats stirring up flames in a dark corner, but I didn’t expect you to dare to make waves on such a big matter...Let me boldly assume , since you can go to the border to assassinate the king, you must also take action within the kingdom?"

Clement just sneered at this, and didn't mean to answer at all.

This made Gao Wen a little embarrassed: he knew that the unattractive old man in front of him (the appearance of this old man may not be real, after all, the followers of the Doom Society are good at changing body shapes) is probably a member of the Doom Society. High-level members, this kind of high-level cultists not only have great strength, but also have extraordinary minds. Ordinary interrogation methods have no effect on these people, and even spells involving the mind may not be able to break through their minds. Brain defense.

It would be great if this was an Eternal Sleeper - Gawain could still find a way to hack into the opponent's mind, but this was a fallen druid, and the situation felt impossible.

But when Gawain was struggling, Tyre in the pool suddenly broke the silence: "Maybe... I can make him cooperate."

Gao Wen raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh?"

"But this method is a one-time use." Tyr spread out his hand, and part of the free tentacles spread out, "At least according to the tests we did on those who call themselves 'Son of the Storm', this method can only be used once , and then the person dies."

"...You monster!" Clement was finally moved when he heard Tyre's words, he shouted while struggling, "What do you want to do?"

"You should not be qualified to call others monsters." Gawain glanced at Clement, then thought for a while, and finally made up his mind, "Tyr, I'll leave it to you."

Although Gao Wen is trying to establish a controllable force from within the Eternal Sleeper, he knows that for the vast majority of extremely crazy and fanatical cultists, saving and winning are meaningless attempts, especially for Clement The only suitable way to deal with this kind of believer in the death of all things is to let Tire try her "one-time method".

With Gawain's instruction, Tyre's lower body of the sea demon immediately split into several new tiny tentacles, which spread towards Clement, and the cultist finally realized the great danger was coming, and began to become more violent. Struggling fiercely -- but all his struggles were no match for those tentacles that had already bound him tightly and were still floating with weird rune brilliance. After only a few breaths, those new, tiny tentacles had spread to Around his neck...

But at this moment, Amber who was standing beside Gao Wen suddenly called out: "Wait a minute!"

Tyre stopped in confusion, while Gawain turned to look at Amber: "What's wrong?"

Amber seemed quite hesitant, but in the end she took a step forward and looked up at Tyre: "I also have a question to ask him... Can you let this person hold on for a while?"

"Yes," Tyre nodded, "he will be alive until your inquiry is over."

Gawain glanced at Amber curiously, then looked at Tyre: "Very good, let's start."

Clement writhed and struggled with all his strength, and seemed to be on the verge of despair, but even so, he was still yelling loudly, his voice was surprisingly loud: "You will pay the price one day! You even You are not worthy of being God's meal! You are only worthy of becoming His spurned dregs after God's full meal! I will not give in! I will not give in!!"

Amidst the sound of cursing, several slippery and cold tentacles exuding a cloudy lavender magic halo began to spread upwards along Clement's neck, and drilled into the latter's ears bit by bit, sticking to the latter's scalp , Unimaginable fear and mental pressure gripped Clement's heart, as if endless illusions appeared in his mind, the illusory sound of ocean waves echoed in his ears, hidden in the layer upon layer of waves Innumerable indistinguishable low whispers, in those maddening voices, he recalled all the terrible legends about the deep sea - the end of the endless storm, the chaotic dark deep sea, the palace of the Lord of Storms, the carnival of sea monsters and sea monsters The banquet hall...

The eyes of this death cultist were wide open. At the last moment of maintaining self-awareness, he suddenly flinched. He felt that he saw a scene more tragic and terrifying than death, and that scene made him want to succumb—— But he has no chance.

Tentacles had penetrated his earholes, scalp, and even eyes, and the brain of this doomed cultist lost the ability to think freely.

Till glanced down at Clement, who had finally calmed down, and shook his head: "I don't know what your gods like to eat, but your gods should all be delicious."

Even Gawain felt goosebumps all over his body from what happened in front of him. Looking at Clement's strange state and Tyre's creepy tentacles, he couldn't help muttering: "You can't let this Is the scene a little... milder?"

Tyr thought for a while: "I can turn the tentacles pink."

"Forget it..." Gawain quickly waved his hands, and then looked at Clement, "Can I ask him now?"

"You can do it at any time," Tyre nodded slightly, "but try to use the words as accurately as possible, so that the efficiency of getting the answer will be higher."

Gao Wen hummed, and came to Clement: "Is Francis II really dead?"

The skin on Clement's face trembled, and a low and hoarse voice came from his throat: "I personally...killed him..."

Gao Wen continued to ask: "Prince Edmund is your accomplice? He is under the control of the End of Everything?"

"Edmund...Moen...needs Anzu's throne, he is the...cooperator of the Death of All Things..."

"A collaborator, not who controls whom..." Gawain frowned. He was surprised to get the exact news of Prince Edmund's patricide from Clement, but he was more puzzled than surprised , "What does Edmund want to do? Just to usurp the throne?"

This was the part he couldn't understand the most—Francis II was old, and Prince Edmund was the first heir to the throne. That talented prince didn't have to take such an extreme step. Why did he have to be in Francis II? The Second King made such an astonishing move after the border negotiations, and even cooperated with the cultists of the Death of All Things Society for this reason? !

Probably because the question was a bit more complicated this time, Clement hesitated for a few seconds before slowly answering: "...Edmund...not only wants to be the king of the Second Dynasty...he wants... The glory of the first dynasty wants... Ansu to be prosperous, what he wants is... the real kingship."

Clement muttered a few more words in a low voice, and then a strange smile appeared on his face: "Innocent and stupid pawn..."

This must be the true evaluation of Prince Edmund by this perisher.

Hearing Clement's answer, not only did Gawain have a thoughtful look on his face, but even Soldering, who was next to him, thought of many things in an instant.

"The real kingship..." The high-ranking ranger frowned, and he looked into Gawain's eyes, "That's why he wants to do these things after leaving the capital?!"

Gao Wen just sighed, and then thought of one thing.

He immediately asked: "Is Silas Lauren an insider?!"

"Silas Loren...serve... Edmund Moen..."

Sure enough!

Silas Lauren's allegiance is not to the king!But Edmund!but why?

Perhaps... the Duke of the East is actually loyal to "Moen", the real Ansu Kingship, not the puppet royal family supported by the Northern Family?

Gawain deduced Silas Lauren's position based on the logic that a great nobleman of this era might possess. After pondering for a long time, he suddenly asked a new question: "Has the peace agreement on the border been signed?"

"Signed..."

Hearing this crucial answer, Gawain took a breath, and after pondering for a few seconds, he asked the last decisive question: "Emperor Typhon... is there any of you?"

Clement's face trembled violently, and a word came out of his throat: "...Yes."

"I see..." All doubts have been answered, and all mysteries seem to be solved. Gao Wen has always felt the cloud of war hanging over Ansu's head, but now he finally sees the meaning of this cloud. The truth, "Edmund, and you, what you want is not the war between Typhon and Anzu at all... What you want is the second Anzu civil war!!"

Chapter 0388 The Mystery of Amber's Life Experience

A civil war, a real civil war.

Different from the outbreak of armed conflicts among nobles in the region, different from the limited wars conducted by the lords to re-partition the land, and even different from the military action that Gao Wen is preparing to regain control of the southern border, what Ansu is about to usher in will be a real battle. civil war.

The newly divided royal family and border dukes will be the promoters, leaders, and participants of this war.

And behind all this is the Society of the End of All Things, a cult organization full of mysteries hidden in the dark.

Their strength has expanded to such a degree!

Gawain was almost stunned, he looked at Clement in front of him with a hint of astonishment—even though this high-ranking cultist had been turned into a puppet under the control of Tyre's tentacles, he still wanted to pay attention to this man who had just ignited the civil war. Suo's people looked at it differently: "Why did you start this civil war?"

There was a trace of struggle on Clement's face, as if the remaining will was resisting answering this crucial question, but after a while he still spoke in a low and chaotic voice: "All we want is a war... any kind of war... ..."

"You want war?" Gawain frowned tightly, "What do you want war for!?"

Clement let out a vague grunt, and Tyr snorted softly, and a slight halo immediately floated on the surface of those tentacles, disintegrating all Clement's will to resist: "War...brings enough ……raw material……"

Gao Wen followed closely: "Raw material? Raw material for what?"

Clement growled in pain, while Tyre let out a strange "Huh".

"There is a very strong spiritual restriction...it is even more effective than my voice of the deep sea," Miss Siren showed a helpless look, "This restriction just erased part of his memory... I didn't even have time to observe How it works."

"There is such a thing?" Gawain was taken aback. He didn't expect these cultists to leave such a "safety lock" in the minds of senior members. Asked Clement, hoping to get some remaining clues, but the result was as expected - nothing.

He can only confirm the following facts now:

Prince Edmund participated in the patricide, and had a kind of mutual vigilance and subtle "cooperation" with the Death of Everything; the purpose of Prince Edmund was to end the status quo of the "puppet royal family" of the second dynasty and completely control the entire country. On this basis, I am afraid that he still has a lot of follow-up plans; the Church of the End of Everything needs war to provide them with some kind of "raw material". On Feng's side, the power of the Society of the End of All Things is hidden, and that Emperor Rosetta Augustus is very likely to be a collaborator of the Society of the End of All Things...

These were all the information he could get from Clement.

After finishing the questioning, Gao Wen glanced at Amber standing beside him, and reminded, "Don't you have questions too? Ask quickly."

Amber glanced at Gawain, then at Clement, then gritted her teeth and took out something from her bosom.

She handed the thing to Clement: "I heard it before—do you know the origin of this ring?"

It took a long time for Clement's cloudy eyes to focus on Amber's hand, and he muttered in a low voice: "The Shadow Signet...an ancient ring..."

"Do you know why this ring is in the hand of King Anzu?" Amber stared into Clement's eyes. On her face, Gawain saw such a serious, serious, expectant and full of smiles for the first time. A complex expression of unease.

Where did this ring come from?It seems to have a lot of meaning for amber?

Gao Wen couldn't help being curious about this.

And Clement quickly responded: "The Signet of Shadow... belonged to Francis Moen a long time ago... I don't know where it belonged before it fell into the hands of Francis II... I only know It is a . . . heritage from the ancient empire of Gondor . . . "

"You said it was the legacy of the ancient Gondor Empire?" Amber stared, "What else? Doesn't anyone know the origin of this ring?"

The question raised by Amber was obviously too complicated, and Clement had to mutter for a long time before he could utter meaningful words: "It...is related to the Shadow Realm...it can communicate with creatures in the shadows..."

"...It's the same as not saying it!" Amber couldn't hide the frustration on her face, and even her always energetic ears drooped a little.

Gawain had never seen this carefree half-elf in such a depressed state, he couldn't help but wonder: "Is this ring very important to you?"

"Well," Amber nodded, and then took out another ring from her bosom. The appearance of that ring was exactly the same as that of the "Shadow Signet", but it was obviously damaged, and the precision magic pattern inside the ring had failed. , in Gawain's perception, it is just a metal ring with no magic fluctuations, "This is another... When I was very young, my adoptive father told me that this ring was picked up by him The only thing I found that might have something to do with identity. It wasn't bad in the first place, it became like this in the year when I awakened my shadow talent..."

"Your background..." Gao Wen finally understood why Amber showed the expression just now, "According to what you said just now, you got the 'Shadow Signet' from Francis II?"

"That's right," Amber nodded, "It was because he summoned a space door with the Shadow Signet that I was able to run to the border from here... I thought I finally found the clues of my parents, but I didn't expect it was just Just bring back a ring."

At this time, Tyre, who had been silent by the side, suddenly said, "Let me interrupt—this Clement said that the Shadow Signet had always been in the hands of the old king. Amber, you are probably not the king's illegitimate daughter." Oh?"

Not to mention Tyr thinking this way, in fact, after Gawain knew the relationship between Amber and the Shadow Signet, he came up with this idea with a huge amount of information, but before he had time to speak, Soldering, who was listening not far away, Shaking his head, he said, "Impossible—look at Amber's ears."

Gao Wen looked at Amber with a puzzled face: "Ear?"

"Here at the edge, upturned," Amber pointed to her pointed and long elf ears, "this is a characteristic of paternal inheritance-this means that my father is an elf. If it is maternal inheritance, half-elf ears The edges will be flatter and extend further back."

"Is there such a difference..." It was the first time that Gawain knew this kind of knowledge—even Gawain Cecil was only knowledgeable in the field of human beings, and not everyone knew about this aspect. "So, Amber, your father must be an elf... Then according to the lifespan of an elf, there is a high possibility that he is still alive."

"I think so too. Although I don't know what race my mother is, I believe my father is still alive," Amber raised her head and said firmly, "Since the Shadow Signet is a treasure of the ancient Gondor Empire, then My dad must be a very powerful elf, right? And he left me another ring... This must be for the chance to meet each other in the future!"

Gao Wen looked at Amber with a complex expression, and smiled slightly: "Of course, this is the most logical deduction."

"But it's been so many years...I just found a ring...I got it from a dead person...the secret treasure of the king, who should I ask to find out about its origin?"

Gao Wen was silent for a few seconds, then slowly raised his head, and said softly, "If you take down the capital, you will definitely be able to find someone to inquire about it."

"Oh..." Amber murmured, but after half a second, she reacted and exclaimed, "What?!"

"The war has begun," Gawain sighed softly, "whether we like it or not, it has already begun."

The grotto in the Shadow Experimental Site became quiet, only broken by Clement's deep and vague grunts and the occasional sound of Tyre's tentacles stirring the pool. After a long time, Soldering looked into Gawain's eyes and said: " There are darker clouds behind this war than the war itself, and the cultists of Doom are expecting this civil war—you know that."

"Of course I know," Gawain nodded slightly, "but this war is inevitable. The hidden dangers of the Second Dynasty have been planted as early as the day when the Duke of the North supported an illegitimate son to take power. The peaceful situation of the kingdom for so many years is The Moen royal family has relied on continuous compromise and several dukes to check and balance each other. In other words, as long as the members of the royal family do not intend to compromise and the dukes do not intend to maintain a balance, then this peaceful situation will immediately lose its foundation... This hundred-year-old power is extremely powerful, and neither you nor I can stop it."

Solderling sighed, and could only admit that what Gao Wen said was the truth.

Gao Wen didn't continue to speak, but silently pondered what Clement said in his heart.

The Doom will look forward to this war, as it will provide valuable "raw material" for one of their "causes".

Gao Wen failed to find out what that "career" was, but through insinuating questions and a period of time of investigation into the death of all things, coupled with his understanding of the truth about the fall of the gods and the changes in the beliefs of druids, he surpassed others. However, he can roughly deduce what the cultists want to do and what the "raw materials" they require may be.

After that, Gawain asked Clement a lot of things, and in the process confirmed that he had the status of a high-ranking bishop in the entire Doom Society. In addition, he also collected and A lot of information about the death of all things.

The interrogation lasted almost the entire night.

Finally, Tyr ended his "control" of Clement.

As the tentacles detached from the cultist's body one by one, his flesh and blood began to disintegrate and disintegrate uncontrollably, and he fell down like a melting wax figure. In the end, only a cloud of blood was left Clothes full of goo, and a few flimsy, porous bones.