Chapter 1559： traveler (2/2)

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."