Chapter 819： Think about the future (1/2)

When the rising sun rose, a 1,523-year-old story ended. At the end of the story, the gods did not come to the real world, and fragile and small humans once again survived the disaster-many people's stories , It continues down.

Semmler clenched his combat staff and stood in the middle of the hall for a long time. There were countless breathless and tired priests and knights around. The information from the surface was just sent to the archbishop just now, but it seemed like The strange phenomenon that confuses the reality of the dream makes him still afraid to confirm the final result. He and everyone still wait in a tense mood.

For a brief moment when the morning light spread throughout the Orlando area, the priests seemed to wait for a century.

Then, the little stars finally appeared in everyone's field of vision, and appeared in the sky above the hall.

Semmler heard an old, tired voice coming to his mind: "It's over ... fellows, we are safe."

This is the voice of Meghal III.

After a short silence, the belated cheers suddenly rang through the hall!

"Successful! We stopped a god!" "The Outlander and Archbishop Selena succeeded!" "We survived, we survived!"

In the cheering sound of the surrounding tide, Wendy, who was taking care of the wounded, slowly straightened up. The pollution deep in her spirit was fading. She felt her soul was finally completely free. She raised her head and saw that Yuri in the distance is also watching.

"We're successful ..." Wendy slowly raised his lips and said with a smirk.

Yuri smiled complexly, and he took a breath, as if to whisper to himself, "... we haven't ruined the world."

A streamer appeared abruptly in the center of the hall. With the streamer converging, a lantern was condensed in everyone's sight, followed by a female figure holding a lantern.

"Archbishop Selena," Semler immediately greeted the figure, "you saved the whole church again ..."

The halo around Selina gradually dissipated. Of course, here she was just a projection mapped in the consciousness of those around her. In the face of Archbishop Samler, the chandelier shook her head slightly: "This time, It is not me who saves the church. "

"Ah, the wanderer outside ..." Semler responded instantly. "Where is He now?"

"The extravagant wanderer has temporarily returned, after all, he just came upon a projection in our mental network, and he will contact us again soon," said Selina softly, her eyes slowly swept across the hall, those cheers The priest, the tired but excited knight, the servants of the rest of the life after the disaster came to her eyes. Finally, she lowered her eyelids. "Thanks to your efforts in the real world, we can achieve our final success."

Semler looked at Selina strangely. He found that the archbishop's complex look and his emotions didn't seem to be as easy and exhilarating as others, which puzzled him deeply: "Archbishop Selena, you look like ... Any thoughts? "

Selina thought of the figure chasing the stars in the night, and thought of the most difficult question she had ever answered. She was silent for a long time, and finally shook her head: "I'm fine, but suddenly I'm a little confused."

"confused?"

"Bishop Semler, what do you think is the greatest instinct of a civilization?"

"Instinct?" Semmler was thinking about this strange question, and then he said a little uncertainly, "continuing himself?"

"So what's beyond continuation?" Selina asked again. "Beyond living ..."

"I ... don't know," Semler shook his head. "In my opinion, it's hard enough for us to continue in this world."

"Also," Selena paused for a second, then suddenly smiled and shook her head. "And it's not in your own field."

Semler speculated from Selena's response that the "saint" must have experienced in confrontation with the upper narrator, and then it suddenly showed this state of sentimentality, but it was obviously not a question at this moment. Time for details. In the cheering atmosphere surrounding him, he had taken the lead to calm down and asked, "Prince Selena, the threat of" falling down "has subsided. Should we consider the future of the church?"

"Of course," Selena nodded, and calmed down her emotions. "Although the situation is exciting, we may not have much time for celebration.

"I also saw the news from the surface just now. The influence of the upper narrator has spread to the real world. There are too many witnesses in the movement of Orandal's throat. I am afraid that this news will soon reach Roseau. In the ears-this headquarters is no longer safe.

"According to the previous plan prepared under the crown of the Pope, we must immediately start the transfer of headquarters. All members will leave, abandon this palace, take away all research materials and materials that can be carried, destroy them where they cannot be taken, Destroy the central pillar, the elemental shell, and the upper dome without leaving any clues.

"Every stronghold set up in the empire's territory must also be transferred. Under chaos, informers and mutineers will soon appear. If necessary, we must be prepared to give up all strongholds.

"All the sibs went into dormancy, no longer engaged in any church activities, waiting for unified instructions, and moved to Cecil in batches according to the previous plan-this work can be handed over to Yuri."

Selina said one by one, Semler listened with a serious expression, nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "It's finally come to this step ... But it's a pity that it has been in business for 700 years, and it's going back to it overnight It's the origin. "

"It's better than total destruction," Selena shook her head. "And we still have at least 700 years of accumulated knowledge, and a new force willing to accept us, is not completely back to the original point."