Chapter 1290: Retreat
Janakgar is a rather unique spotted dragon, both in the eyes of its own kind, and in the eyes of other races, its unbelievable talent for spells that transcends racial boundaries makes it a feared and even hated being, even if it has no ambitions.
In Saxess's view, his father was verbose and headstrong, living for more than a thousand years like a freewheeling child, but too smart to be taken advantage of.
It understands everything, but it doesn't see anything.
"It is doomed to destruction. There is no room for such a powerful and uncontrollable force in this world. β
As he said this, Sachses seemed unusually calm, but Ed's hand shook unconsciously.
The world created by Janakga is self-contained and completely independent of this world. It was originally just a secret garden for himself and his wife...... In the end, it didn't even think of using it as a refuge for them. A wayward soul must be proud, confident that no one can defeat it, but still die under the ambush of the elves.
As a child, Sachses grew up in that small world that was simply called "The Garden". It's really small as a "world", but it's also much bigger than White Rock Island, and it's more suitable for whisperers than any other world - after all, it's made by a dragon. As long as the Whisperers destroy their canes after they enter, the "garden" will become their paradise.
Felicity couldn't find the cane, but she told Sacess, it wasn't like there was no other way.
She gave Saxis two pieces of advice.
One is exactly what he is doing now, looking for an opportunity for the whisperers to appear in front of people as more acceptable, though his tactics are much more drastic than Felicity suggests.
The other is what Felicity finds as she travels through different worlds, a world that is barren but not completely lifeless.
"It's not necessarily just a retreat for whisperers. β
That's when she left such a sentence. However, since then, there has been no news of her death. When her soul returned to Whitestone Island at the call of Sacthis, she saw his confusion at a glance and did not say anything to him.
"She said, 'That's not going to work.'" "I can't tell if it's true or not, but I don't want to give up." β
"You ......," Ed said with difficulty, "think we're going to fail?"
Therefore, no matter what, we must find that way out.
Sackses answered him with silence.
Ed was also speechless for a long time. He realized that even Felicity didn't have much confidence in it...... Otherwise she wouldn't have left that sentence.
β...... The cane. He said, "Here I am." β
Sacksis nodded: "I know...... But that's not enough. β
It may be enough for the whisperer, but not enough for the world.
The indescribable frustration stuffed into his heart like a gray mist, and it took a while for Ed to continue: "So, did you find it?"
"Not yet. β
"That should be a symbol. Ed tried to convince himself that there was nothing wrong with having another way out, "There is a place in the temple that leads to different worlds, Felicity uses different symbols as guides, but the records she left behind do not contain the world you described. And, that circle...... There may also be some kind of danger, and there is even the possibility that it has been controlled. I haven't been able to determine yet...... That's probably why she'll tell you 'it doesn't work.'" β
"Can you show me there?" asked Sacthis, "the circle...... And those symbols. I don't have the talent of my father, but I do know a little bit about circles. β
Ed looked up at him.
"I know the place, but I can't get inβat least not without anyone noticing. The elf was blunt.
β...... I can draw it. Ed said.
.
He didn't draw it all, only sketching out the last few missing symbols in the air. Saxes' hand brushed over the paper, frowning slightly.
"There are many different worlds that can be traveled from this circle, and it's like using different keys to open different doors. Also, it can draw its power from other worlds...... "The uneasiness made Ed a little unable to stop. When he realized this, he shut his mouth.
"It's more than that. Sackses didn't seem to perceive his nervousness, "not 'absorbing' but 'connecting,' or 'merging...... It can bring several different worlds together. β
Ed's heart thumped in his chest: "...... What?"
"Using this circle, what happened last night...... It would be much simpler to coincide Stamp Butch with Hell. Sachses straightened up, "Draw it bigger, use the earth as paper, and if you have enough power to make it work, it can make both worlds merge completely." β
Ed's throat was dry, but he knew that Sacksis was not wrong. He already knew quite a bit about the circle, and he knew how power flowed through different lines, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to draw it so easily...... He was actually vaguely aware of its true purpose, but he couldn't see through it as much as Sachses.
The elf tapped the different symbols on the paper and told Ed what they really meant - he could even tell where they came from. As Ed drew several markers representing different worlds, the elf pondered for a moment, allowing them to conjure up another shape between his fingers.
"All the symbols...... All languages can be changed with some kind of rule to use for a unique circle, just like solving a puzzle with a unique code. When you find those rules, you can make them back to their most primitive and authentic appearance, and there are not many that can be called 'rules', and you can find them with a lot of trying. What's special about this circle is that it accommodates several different rules at the same time, but it allows them to work in parallel without collapsing with each other......"
Sacses may have had a special interest in the circle, and even spoke a little faster than before. However, Ed stared at the symbols that were still shifting in the air, barely making out what he was saying.
When he stretched out his hand, the changing symbol stopped in one form.
β...... You've found 'that' rule. The elf said, his gaze fixed on the symbol that faded into thin air, "This is the original language. β
Ed nodded silently.
It is the language of creation and destruction...... It is the Word of God.
"I recognize it when I see it, even if I've never seen it before. "But if I had to point to a flower and express it in this language...... I can't. β