Chapter 1347： farewell (1/2)

The middle-aged man curled up on the ground blinked his eyes vigorously, as if his memory, thinking, soul, and body had been divided into different levels by some power, so that he could not think and understand the present as a complete human. What happened, this state continued for several seconds, and some messy fragments of thought were reorganized in his consciousness. He finally remembered who he was and who the woman in front of him was.

"Bertila..." He hesitated, his voice hoarse and not like a human voice, and chaotic thoughts hit his mind. With a little recovery of memory, his expression finally became more and more frightened, "I...I ...You did it all..."

He stopped suddenly, as if only then realized the strangeness of his "body". He looked down at his human body with a panic on his face, and then he almost propped himself up with his hands and feet. Try to stand while muttering: "This is not real... This is an illusion, what did you do to me? Don't make such a joke..."

"This is the last peace of your soul, my'comrade'," Bertila just silently looked at the person in front of him from the beginning to the end, and his tone was extremely calm at the moment, "You can't go back anymore, your body ——If that is your body, it collapsed and alienated because of the face of the gods. Now it is gradually being decomposed, and your consciousness is brought here by me. This is the depths of the neural network, and I use myself. The space constructed by thinking nodes. Bertram, if you still have a little bit of the most basic sense and humanity, remember it as soon as possible. Recalling everything you have done, we don’t have much time to waste. "

Bertram—or Bertram condensed from memories suddenly came to a halt. He stopped struggling to stand, but looked forward with a stunned expression, his eyes out of focus seemed to be watching. Some endlessly distant past times, then he collapsed little by little, knelt between the endless flower fields, clasped his head tightly with his hands, and let out a howl that humans could hardly make.

Berthila watched him until Bertram calmed down for a while, and she slowly said, "I'm sorry, I can only use this method to forcefully recall the original'you', but now it looks like an early one. You’re unable to bear the dark memory of the next few hundred years, which has put tremendous pressure on your conscience."

"We have been wandering in the dark and desperate wasteland for hundreds of years... We calculate, we deduced, we are rooted in the rotten soil, living in symbiosis with forces that mortals cannot understand, and trying to figure out that road over and over again... We came to the conclusion, we came to the conclusion..." Bertram whispered as if whispering, "That is a dead end, we calculated three hundred years ago, it is a dead end... it doesn't work... …"

"Yes, it doesn't work, we know it now-but fortunately, we are not the only ones trying to survive in this world. The Cecils have found another way, and you are trapped in the dark. , Your thoughts are also trapped there, you can’t see the existence of other roads," Berthila lowered his gaze, "Bertlaim, even to this day, I still thank you for what you did when you rushed into the wasteland. Sacrifice, I believe that at least at the beginning, your vows are sincere—it's just that the darkness and despair can be resisted by extraordinary people. It is all of us who miscalculated the malice of this world."

"It's too late, now it's too late to say this..." Bertram finally raised his head, and a distorted face appeared in front of Bertila, "I don't know how long I can maintain this state. ——Huge anger and hatred are gradually covering my consciousness, I even want to...Kill you, ask quickly, saint, I'm almost unable to recognize your face."

"What do you want to do?" Bertila no longer wastes time, "You put those rune stones in the deep blue network channel, what do you want to use them for?"

"Dark Blue Net... Runestone... I remember," the muscles on Bertram's face trembled, and as he recalled the secrets belonging to the Dark Order, the boundless malice and anger grew. Filling, while resisting this power, he spoke quickly, "This is the plan of the Grand Master Borken. We... we need to domesticate the planet under our feet, and penetrate the entire planet, to be able to interfere with matter and non-physical phenomena at the same time. The magical circulation system of the material world is a natural'rein', we have to hold the rein in our hands..."

He coughed suddenly and violently gasped for a few seconds before continuing: "All our suffering, all the malice in this world, come from two points. One is the gods, and the other is sweeping across all the stars from time to time. 'Magic shock', the former... the former brings a divine disaster that destroys all things, the latter... the latter will temporarily change the boundaries of all things, the magic wave... yes, we call it the magic wave..."

"The magic shock that sweeps all the stars from time to time?" Bertila suddenly noticed this special word, "What does this mean? This is your understanding of the magic wave? How did you research this step?"

"I don't know... this knowledge is not our result, it was the elf sisters who said that there is a most primitive magical shock resounding in the universe, which is like a network of layers, wandering back and forth between the stars. , It is the original form of all things in the world, and it is also the'reference band' of magic power. When this force passes over the stars, all the'virtual stars' will burn and brighten up, and all the'physical stars' will Infiltrated in a powerful force field... all intelligent creatures’ minds will be affected by it, cognition will deviate from everything, and the boundary between entity and non-entity will be blurred. They also mentioned... and mentioned..."

Bertram’s eyes were suddenly dizzy, as if another consciousness was about to dominate his thinking, but the next second, Bertila held his shoulders, while forcibly making him wake up, he hurriedly asked: "They also mentioned What's there?"

"The magnification and dislocation of the observer effect... The projection in the deep sea and the'pre-image' in the physical universe lose their boundaries... I only know these, most people only know these, and perhaps the Master Borken knows the backing. More explanation, but I'm not sure..."

"...It seems that this is what the sailor understands about the'Magic Tide'," Bertila said in a deep voice, and then she observed Bertram's state before asking, "Then this is the same as your throwing rune stones. What does it matter? What about the'domestication' of the planet you just mentioned?"

"Block that magical shock... We want to create an eternal and safe world... Seven hundred years ago, the big explosion of the Deep Blue Well was not a real magic wave. On the contrary, powerful planetary stars spewed out. , Resisted the'shock aftermath' that passed over the planet at that time-we tried to reproduce this process and control it," Bertram said in a low and hoarse voice, his language sometimes intermittently, his mind sometimes In a trance, but on the whole, Bertila can understand what he said, "We have to use rune stones to control the dark blue network of the entire planet, and then actively trigger its explosion. If the control is accurate, the planet itself will not Disintegrate, and we will have a barrier covering the planet...

"This barrier will last forever. It will isolate our planet from this malicious universe. It will never suffer from the evil tide. It will also block the connection between the mortal world and the gods, and become a gap between the world and the deep sea. The gods will never find us...like a baby returning to a safe infancy, forever and ever..."

Bertila opened her eyes slightly and stared at Bertram in front of her. She did not speak for several seconds, and then she suddenly said: "Do you really think that this can be exchanged for eternal security?"

"That's what the Grand Master said, the same is what the Elf sisters said," Bertram said in a low voice, "Just wrap our planet carefully and permanently cut off from the outer universe, and only accept the limited energy of the sun. With gifts, we can build a permanent home of happiness, at least...it will last until the sun above us goes out, and this will take many, many years."