Naritir's words caused everyone on the scene to have an instant barrier to comprehension, whether it was grammatically or semanticly, no one could translate the result, and Gawain even had a sentence in his mind - the words and knowledge of the gods are incomprehensible to mortals, even if you hear His voice clearly, you will not be able to comprehend His intentions......

He immediately shook his head and shook the thought out of his mind: this sentence was certainly not used to describe the situation at hand......

"What's going on?" He looked at the girl in the hologram, "You said there's a 'woman without legs'?" Is the intruder a legless woman? ”

Naretir immediately nodded and made a very high gesture: "And she is very tall, like a tower, she ran all the way to the unconscious zone of the border of the neural network, and it was there ......that she escaped."

Gawain's brows furrowed slightly, and after realizing that it would be difficult to grasp effective information if such an exchange continued, he interrupted Naretir's words: "You wait over there first, I'll enter the network and talk to you directly." ”

Naretir nodded, "Oh, okay. ”

"You guys are here to deal with the follow-up of the grid connection," Gawain turned his head to look at Rebecca and Kamel beside him, "Although the network looks normal now, you can't let your guard down yet - track the status of all hubs for another twenty-four hours, while continuing to listen for abnormal signals in the network, and ...... Kamel, import the Siren runes into the network, in the form of global broadcasting. ”

The last one had occurred to him a second earlier—recalling Naretir's garbled description and the clues he had observed in his previous vision, he had a vague feeling that the truth behind it might be extraordinary.

After completing a series of arrangements, Gawain did not waste time in the real world, and soon entered the neural network where Naretil was located through the connection device.

……

This "new world" built on the basis of the consciousness node of the human brain has experienced a storm, and now everything has subsided, the special nature of the virtual world allows it to repair itself at a rapid speed, and the traces left by that storm are rapidly fading around the world, and now only a few cracks and chaotic lines on the horizon are left as evidence, telling Gawain that some uninvited guest has "visited" here.

Located in the mirror imperial capital at the very center of the "New World", a large pyramid-shaped structure stands at the counterpart of the real-life "Cecil Palace", a large pyramidal facility that serves as a projection of the Imperial Computing Center and a series of distributed computing stations in the networked world, where it serves as a similar administrative hub.

At this moment, the senior technical leaders in charge of managing the neural network had gathered in the largest conference hall in the pyramid, including some of the former Archbishops of the Eternal Sleeper and several experts from the Magic Technique Research Institute, and when Gawain walked into the hall, he was already alone.

"I saw the remnants of the sky outside," he said casually, "and it looked like the fluctuations in the neural network were much more severe than in the real world." ”

"We've been through a storm, some kind of disturbing 'concussion' has spread throughout the world," a swirling aggregate of starlight floated in mid-air on the conference table, and the voice of King Megael III came out, "but the storm didn't actually destroy anything, only caused widespread visual disturbance—and now the restoration is almost over." ”

"This will help us determine the true intentions of that 'intruder,'" Gawain nodded, looking at one of the two special seats on his left, "Naritir, you can project what you see right here - if those images are 'safe'." ”

Apparently understanding the meaning of "safe" in Gawain's mouth, Naretil stood up and nodded as she spread her hands, "It's safe—the unsafe part has been 'eaten' by me." ”

As her words fell, a large number of shifting lights and shadows suddenly diffused around everyone, and then formed a projection illusion large enough to cover the entire hall, and in the thick fog that rose and fell like a sea of smoke, Gawain and the others saw the chase that had taken place not long ago in the border area of the network - they saw the shadow that skimmed the border, they saw the "lady" who obviously could not be human, they saw the confrontation between the white spider and the intruder, and they also saw the intruder escape......

Gawain's eyes widened and he watched intently, and as the picture changed, he captured more and more details, and when he noticed the symbols in the magical realm, and heard part of the conversation between the "intruder" and Naretir, his brow immediately furrowed, and his face became more and more contemplative.

Beside him, a number of former Eternal Sleeper archbishops also showed serious expressions, and it was obvious that these experts who had dealt with the "power of the gods" for half a lifetime (or a lifetime/two lifetime) also had similar associations with Gawain.

The intruder...... It has a very obvious "mythical" character.

Soon, Naretil's "memories" ended, and the illusions in the hall receded like a tide, and Gawain immediately looked at the person who witnessed all this: "Narietil, when you were entangled with this intruder, did you feel that the other party had some kind of 'quality' similar to yours?" Like what...... Something that you and Duvalt have......"

Gawain struggled to express his thoughts, he found that the human vocabulary was so poor when describing this concept of extra-experience, and that Naritil was a less experienced "young god", so it was difficult for him to explain what he wanted to say, but in the end, Duvalt, who was sitting on the other side of Naritir, understood what he meant, and the old man in black nodded, and replied in place of his "divine half-body": "There is a similar atmosphere, Naritil mentioned it when he came back, She felt that the intruder was a little bit like 'us'...... Similar. ”

The faces of almost everyone at the scene instantly turned pale.

Naretir added with a serious face, "It's just 'like' the same kind, the difference is still big - I have more legs than hers......"

Gawain: "......"

Why is this white spider so obsessed with the problem of legs?

Naritil's strange attachment to the "legs" almost caused the emotions of everyone in the hall to lose their coherence, but the gravity of the situation in front of them quickly caused everyone to focus on business, and Selena Gherfen, who had never spoken, stood up: "So we can roughly determine that a god has invaded our network......"

Yuri broke the silence: "Not necessarily an invasion, more like using our network to carry out some other plan......"

"It's still an invasion," Magnum said loudly, "and he didn't ask anyone's consent......

"Now the key is the identity of this god, which of the known gods is more in line with that image? We can rule out God of War ...... in the first place"

The people in the hall began to discuss, and at that moment, Gawain's voice suddenly came to Gordon's head—an urgent call from the real world.

"Ancestor," Hetty's voice carried a hint of urgency and nervousness, "something is wrong...... Just now, the Grand Archon Victoria sent a message that the prayers to the Goddess of Magic suddenly lost their response completely. ”

"What did you say?" Gawain's eyes changed instantly, and he sat up straight suddenly, and at the same time, his mind quickly asked, "You mean, the goddess of magic...... It's gone? ”

Hetty's side didn't seem to expect Gawain to come to such a radical conclusion, she was stunned for a moment, but quickly replied in the affirmative: "I'm afraid so...... Although prayers to the Goddess of Magic are rarely answered on a magical level, at least the prayer can feel a psychological sense of feedback and a transcendent gaze from the gods, but since the beginning of the prayer, even the most basic feedback to the goddess of magic, Mirmina, has disappeared. Wintercastle has organized a large number of mages of different strengths and levels of faith to conduct several prayer experiments, and the results are all the same.

"Also, I tried it myself when I received the news just now...... There really wasn't any response. ”

Gawain's face sank like water, and he said slowly: "According to our research on the operation mechanism of the gods, as long as a god exists, he will definitely have a connection with the believers - prayer will inevitably produce feedback, and this feedback will not change according to the will of the gods, unless he destroys the god position himself and falls into suspended animation, as Amone did, or is replaced by the Lord of the Storm......"

"Yes, Ancestor," Hetty said in a deep voice, "so there is only one explanation for the current situation: the goddess of magic is gone...... At the very least, the 'divine position' corresponding to the goddess of magic has disappeared. ”

“…… I'm afraid that's the truth," Gawain responded, "Stabilize the situation on your side first, the mages are mostly shallow believers in the goddess of magic, and there shouldn't be much confusion." Announce the news of the successful grid connection first, and then release all the things we have prepared in advance to deal with unexpected situations, the news of football matches, the promotional video of the new magic movie drama, and those aerial documentaries, commercials, including those songs recorded by Wendy...... Let them all out, in short, let ordinary people have something to see first, and occupy their attention. As for the voices of the mages...... The Goddess of Magic does not have a church, so let the Department of Extraordinary Affairs of the Government Department connect with those mages - at this stage, it only accepts feedback from the people, and everything is waiting for the conclusion of the investigation of the Magic Research Department.

"Let's arrange it this way first, and we'll talk about the details when I return to the real world."

"Yes, Ancestor."

Hetty's contact hung up, Gawain returned his attention to the venue, and Wendy, who was sitting not far away, seemed to have noticed something, and cast a curious gaze: "Your Majesty, have you thought of something?" ”

"I'm afraid it's Mirmina, the goddess of magic," Gawain exhaled, his expression complicated, "Just now Hetty came with news that the goddess of magic, Mirmina's throne has disappeared. ”

The people in the hall suddenly looked at each other.

"Naretil," Gawain turned to the left, "the 'intruder' told you that she can't have any contact with mortals now, that she finally broke off contact with mortals, right?" ”

"Yes," Narityl nodded, "and she ended up saying that she owed a favor, and let me tell you that she would pay it back someday...... But I always felt like she wasn't planning to come back......"

“…… If everything is as I guessed, then she definitely doesn't plan to 'come back,'" Gawain said unhurriedly, a large number of clues formed in his mind, and along with a large number of speculations and hypotheses, the original chaotic fog seemed to dissipate most of it, and the ins and outs of the matter finally gradually took shape in his mind—a shocking conclusion under the conjecture, if he hadn't seen and talked to Ammon in suspended animation, he probably would never have thought in this direction," Another god who smashed the throne himself......"

He then shook his head - although he was now almost certain that the intruder Naritail had encountered was the goddess of magic, Mirmina, and he was sure that the other party would not intend to "return", "return" here meant "return to the throne", and as for the "goddess of magic" and Naritail, he would "repay the favor" as promised by the goddess of magic...... He kept an expectation.

The reason is simple - it is difficult for gods to lie, let alone make promises at will, and even gods who have been released from the shackles of the gods still seem to be limited in this regard.

It's just that it's clearly not the time to think about how a god can "repay the favors" - because some willful god suddenly ran away and left a whole mess behind.

Of course, he didn't just leave behind a mess, for Gawain, who was very good at grasping profits, there were also a lot of valuable clues in this mess that could help him understand the rules of the gods, and even use them to speculate on the state of other gods.

Maybe...... It's time to talk to Amone again.

……

In the deepest part of the Fortress of Disobedience, in the "Courtyard Zone" of the Shadow Realm, countless fragmented boulders are connected to form a shattered land floating in the air, crisscrossed by fragments of metal from ancient times and restraints left over from the Gondor era, which together hold the massive "corpse" of the white giant deer.

In this dark and chaotic world, Ammon was as patiently dormant as ever, and loneliness and silence seemed to him meaningless.

But suddenly, his closed eyes opened again, eyes like jewels of light fixed on the depths of the shadows.

A lilac figure containing many balls of light and runes suddenly appeared in the depths of the vast and chaotic darkness, flying like a gust of wind, and like a gust of wind, it swept not far in front of Ammon.

Amun quietly watched as the "gale" appeared and disappeared, he watched in the direction of the other party's disappearance, waited patiently for a while, and after a while, he saw the lilac figure flying rapidly from a distance.

The figure stopped, and a lady as tall as a bell tower and covered in dim light stood on the shattered earth of the Shadow Realm, staring at Ammon lying there, and let out a voice of confusion and surprise: "You...... It turned out ......"

But in the next second, she shook her head: "No, I have to isolate it deeper......"

Before she could finish speaking, the lady turned into a "blast" again as she had come, and flew swiftly into the depths of the shadow realm, and only a fading voice in the darkness reached Amon's ears:

"Don't say I've been here!!"

Ammon didn't make a sound, didn't make any movements, he just watched in silence, his crystal-like eyes silently reflecting all of this.

“…… Yes? ”