Seven hundred years ago, Bertila Augustus attended the funeral of Gawain Cecil......

This incident was really beyond Gawain's expectations, he had no impression of this at all - of course, it was normal not to have an impression, after all, the main task of his body at that time was to lie in the coffin for people to admire, but there was also a group of bigwigs who attended the funeral at that time, the first generation of founding pigeons were all grumpy, and when they disagreed at the court meeting, they could copy the bench and fight from Silver Castle to Iron Cross Street, and Bertila, who had become a dark druid at that time, dared to approach......

It can only be said that she is really concerned about the death of Gawain Cecil.

"It's not difficult," Bertilla seemed to know that Gawain was surprised, she shook her head and smiled helplessly, "At that time, everything will die far less 'famous' than it did later, and you should know that we were just starting to do it at that time. And...... As a high-level druid, I always have a solution. ”

Gawain snorted and didn't delve further into the issue: "As you said, Gawain Cecil made a deal with his soul, so his soul dried up after death, and his body was just a blank shell, so he could never be resurrected, so ......"

An idea gradually took shape in his mind, bizarre but lingering.

He exhaled and said in a deep voice, "This blank shell really looks like it's for me, isn't it?" ”

Bertila's eyes widened, apparently she had never thought in that direction before today.

It was personal feelings and a natural wariness of extraterritorial wanderers that blinded her otherwise sharp thinking and judgment.

"Don't look at me like that, I know what you're thinking," Gawain glanced at Berthira and shook his head helplessly, "I'm just guessing, I don't know the details - I don't have this part in my memory, it may have been erased by someone else, maybe even by myself, but we can keep this possibility - this body left by Gawain Cecil was given to me from the beginning." ”

Gawain Cecil made a deal with a mysterious being in the Eternal Darkness, using his soul as a bargaining chip.

When he first heard this, Gao Wen's heart had already set off a wave in his heart. He has been thinking about the secret of his "resurrection", thinking about the destination of Gawain Cecil's mysterious voyage, but there is a key link in everything, and all the clues are isolated from each other and cannot be connected as a whole.

Until now, Bertila's revelation allowed him to make a bold guess - and while the clues were still incomplete, at least he could have a reasonable guess:

The so-called deal that Gawain Cecil mentioned to the people around him after returning to the voyage is this "resurrection" after 700 years.

But the target of the resurrection is not him, but an alien visitor in a lonely universe.

However, how did Gawain Cecil, an ordinary human, get in touch with a satellite far away in space?

Those crystals...... The crystals of unknown origin that he had given to the Mithril Treasury for safekeeping seemed to tell us something.

Gawain was able to reconnect with the satellites in space when he came into contact with them, suggesting that the crystals function like some kind of "communication medium".

Seven hundred years ago, Gawain Cecil should have found those crystals on a long voyage, perhaps in the so-called "Eternal Dark Sea", and those crystals allowed him to connect with Gawain in space, and in an exchange that was deliberately erased, the souls of the two worlds reached a deal.

As for how the deal came to be, and what Gawain Cecil's motives were at the time, it is unknown.

But Gawain vaguely has a conjecture that if his assumptions are true, then what he is doing now may be the content of the transaction agreement back then.

He exhaled slowly.

A series of emotionally stirring hypotheses, but hypotheses are hypotheses after all, and as long as there is insufficient evidence, he cannot fully take his assumptions seriously, these ...... It's just a possibility.

"Extraterritorial wanderers can also be plagued by memory problems...... This is indeed unexpected," Bertila snorted, "and it seems that your race is not without its mental shortcomings. ”

Looking at Bertila's appearance, I don't know how many non-existent traits those Eternal Sleepers have added to the "Extraterritorial Wanderer" race card...... I'm afraid that there is a special "Extraterritorial Wanderer Behavior Characteristics (Brain Supplement) Laboratory" in the Eternal Sleeper.

If you have a chance, you have to ask Daniel to look into it, and if so, see if you can cram some more "artistic processing" into it......

The most effective way to deal with the Cultists is to be better than them - this is the greatest experience Gawain has gained since his first successful bluffing of the Eternal Sleeper.

"Of course we have shortcomings, mortals have shortcomings," Gawain said lightly, "and I want to remind you one more thing—at least for the time being, you can consider me to be the real Gawain Cecil, whether for the sake of my inherited memory or for the sake of his own reputation. ”

Bertila stared at Gawain for a long time, as if she was facing a difficult choice, and finally she suddenly laughed: "The real Gawain Cecil...... Do you know what the real Gawain brother would do if he were standing here? ”

"The first reaction was to cut you." Gao Wen said lightly.

The expression on Bertila's face froze.

"Remember what you said in your dreams? You've got into trouble, a great disaster," Gawain continued, expressionless, "you've taken the wrong path, but you're going to let the people of the Plains of the Holy Spirit, and even all of Ansu bear the price for you, and of course, the Society of the End of All Things has already been punished with your own fate, and you've become like this, but Gawain Cecil will still draw his sword." ”

Bertila lowered her eyelids slightly: "...... Looks like you've inherited almost all of his memories......"

"But I'm not done yet—his second instinct is to slash his sword into the ground next to him."

"Why?"

"Because you're Bertila, and because of the way you are...... There's really no need to slash another sword," Gao Wen said quietly, "Do you think you're still a living person now?" ”

Bertila was stunned for a moment.

Her perception was spreading, her spirit was spreading through this twisted body.

She could feel the darkness of the earth, she could feel the cold autumn air, she could feel the water rushing through her roots, she could feel the birds falling on the branches, and the daring little animals had begun to settle down among the branches, among the bushes, among the grass pits, and prepare for a new home.

A wind blew across the sky of Solinburg, the leaves of the outer edges of the giant trees fluttered, and the canopy of the giant trees stretched in the sunlight, covering the scorched earth in a very high place.

She is rooted here, this is her new home, and it is her eternal prison.

In the council chamber of the Dark Underground Palace, Bertila, or rather part of Bertila's mimic communicator, bowed her head to Gawain: "And as an extraterritorial wanderer, what do you think of me?" ”

"I'd like to make sure first," Gawain thought for a moment and looked down at the Pioneer Sword in his hand, "If I slash you with a sword here, will you die?" ”

“…… I'm afraid not," Berthira shook her head, "you're only going to cut off one of my tendrils." The right thing to do is to destroy the entire tree completely...... This whole tree is my body. Kill me with your powerful explosives, with your magical flames that can incinerate everything, and completely incinerate the entire tree, including the underground structures.

"It's not easy, my life has undergone a 'great evolution' in terms of mere survivability, but I know it's not difficult for your army, you can do it.

"And burned at the stake...... It is also indeed suitable for cultists. ”

Gawain glanced at the long sword in his hand and sighed slightly.

"We've set enough fires here that the land doesn't have to burn a second time," he said as if to himself, "and you...... Just put down your roots here, and your roots may be of some benefit to the people of the Plains of the Holy Spirit. ”

Bertila kept her head down, not knowing what she was thinking, and it wasn't until a few seconds later that Gawain heard her voice come out, "I understand, Gawain...... Brother. ”

Gawain raised his eyebrows.

It's a deal.

He nodded, bringing the topic back on track: "What else is in this palace?" What is the lower level? ”

"There's nothing left to explore in the lower levels, the False God Body broke free from its restraints and destroyed the support structure at the bottom, and in order to temporarily imprison him, the last remaining priests blew up the Great Passage and the Rock Bottom," Berthira shook her head, "If you don't believe me, you can take a look down the corridor on the east side, I can sense a gap there, and you should be able to see the collapsed passage and the rock formations stacked on top of each other." In fact, if it weren't for the rock formations on both sides of the underground rift squeezing into the middle to form new supports, and my roots maintaining the structure of the underground palace, this place would inevitably collapse along with the underneath. ”

Gawain frowned, it was a sad situation - he was expecting to be able to unearth more secrets and even lost technologies from this ancient underground ruins, but now it seemed that with the wreak havoc of the man-made god and the resistance of the mortal priests, all the ancient secrets here had been buried in the earth with the great collapse......

"Don't be too sorry," said Bertila, "there isn't much at the bottom of the floor—this ancient palace wasn't built by us, it was the work of an ancient civilization that had been lost for an unknown number of ages, and its depths were entrenched in forces that even we couldn't fight, so that for hundreds of years our main areas of activity were mostly in the middle and upper floors—most of the rooms and corridors in the lower floors were completely sealed, and there was nothing but rotten air and hollow echoes.

"The only two valuable areas in the lower level are the Grand Imam's room and the Rift Zone where the False God Body was made, but the False God Body no longer exists, and the most valuable ...... in the High Imam's room"

As she spoke, Bertilla raised her hand and handed the large book she had been holding on her chest to the front.

"It's it."

Gawain's attention shifted to the book as Bertilla moved.

The moment he saw it, he had an indescribable feeling—

He vaguely felt something familiar from the book, a feeling that was slightly similar to the "spiritual resonance" of his contact with the satellite, but with a significant difference, as if it were ...... A fake, although it is tried to imitate, is not the real thing after all.

Or to put it another way, he can feel a clear mental shock when he resonates with the satellite, but he can feel a similar resonance when facing the book, but it is much more blurry and confused.

"What is this?" Gawain asked curiously.

"The Book of Ultimate is the only thing we find in the lowest level of this dungeon that is safe and in the hands of mortals," said Bertila, "and it has belonged to our Grand Imam for hundreds of years. ”

"The Ultimate Book...... Sounds extraordinary. Gawain said as he cautiously looked at the big black book - he knew that curiosity was one of the driving forces of human progress, and that too much curiosity could also bring danger, and although he did not feel threatened by this book, it was of unknown origin and exuded a strange aura, which was really alarming.

…… Do you want to touch it?

"The Grand Imam gave it to me before merging with the body of the false god, and wanted me to lead the Society of the End of All Things," Bertila continued, "but as you can see - the Society of the End of All Things is gone, and I ...... It's already like this. This book is useless to me, Extraterritorial Wanderer, if you want it, you can take it. ”

Gawain thought about it, and finally took the book and cautiously opened its cover.

The next second, a voice came from his head:

"Rogue media logged into the system detected."