Verse 540: The World (Finale)
Norman is in the middle of a magical space.
There is no sky, no earth, no up and down, no left and right, no south, south, west, north, west, no near, no distance, there are just ancient sayings, countless ancient sayings.
"This is the inner world?"
Norman didn't speak, and directly projected his words to the other party, and that other party was the Pope who had just broken into this world and was standing in front of him at the moment.
Or the Pope is behind him, on his left, on his right, at his feet.
In this magical space, space no longer has a traditional meaning.
The Pope didn't answer him, but after one look, he asked in the same way, "What about the Gate of Time and Space?"
Similar questions rang in Norman's mind, but in a different way.
"How so?!"
It was Lancelot's barrage.
Even in this magical world, the live broadcast room still exists in Norman's body, but it may be affected by this space, and the live broadcast room seems to be slowly collapsing, and more and more viewers are beginning to break away and disappear into the live broadcast room.
This is an unprecedented situation, and in the past, even if there were some special circumstances that temporarily caused the blockade between Norman and the live broadcast room, it would not have been the situation now.
The live broadcast room is collapsing.
"Unfortunately, it didn't work out as you wished. ”
Norman continued to project his words with his mind, which was manifested in the live broadcast room, but it was strangely sounded.
"You can see everything I see, but you can't see anyone else's, so I used a secret method to inform Atramicia that the spatial sequence was changed during the production process. The Gate of Time and Space does not appear, it will only generate an incomparably powerful force, and it may open the inner world, and it has proven to do. ”
“......”
Lancelot was silent for two seconds, and instead of being angry, he asked very calmly, "Why?"
This voice also appeared in the heart of the Pope, it seemed that in this magical space that no longer has a traditional meaning, the magical existence of the live broadcast room can no longer be hidden in Norman's body, but is directly shared with all the beings in this space.
But the Pope was not the least surprised by this, and his face was very calm, as if he already knew what the voice was.
"That's the only way I can come up with. ”
Yes, it was the only way Norman could think of to crack the game.
"You have helped me grow and become strong along the way, everything you have done has worked hard to find a way to enter the continent, and you have found it, the astrolabe is the key, he has shown you the coordinates, and I am the one who will take the key to open the door. Although your power is strong, the power in the space realm does not seem to be as effective as the spell system, so you can only use the power of spells to achieve your goals by inducing me. ”
"The so-called spatial sequence, the so-called ultimate forbidden spell, is actually the gate of time and space that this Lord Sowell said, once I open the door of time and space, you will be able to enter the continent and achieve your goal. ”
In this space, it is clear that he is the pope of the Father's religion, but Norman calls him Sowell.
But neither the Pope nor Lancelot was surprised by this.
Lancelot just said, "But it doesn't do you any harm, does it?"
"I admit that I deceived you in this matter, but it will only be good for you that we do so. We can help you defeat him so you don't have to die, and we can also help you better build the world you want. ”
Norman asked rhetorically, "Will you?"
Without waiting for Lancelot to answer, he said directly: "Your arrival will only bring endless killing and destruction, and it will be a new disaster for this continent. ”
Lancelot retorted: "How so? You know us, you should know what kind of civilized society we are, all we want is development, harmonious development, and we will not deliberately harm anyone unless necessary." What's more, we, like you, are all human beings and speak the same language. ”
At this time, everyone is a smart person, and Lancelot doesn't hide it anymore, and is directly open and honest, hoping to win the last chance.
Norman was unimpressed by what he said.
"The example of the Indians speaks for itself, you are still the jungle in essence in the cloak of civilization. What's more, the continent is so big, you can't even take care of yourself, how can you take care of us aborigines? Maybe in the past, you treated me well, but the others are really hard to say, they are likely to become the next Indians, most of them will be slaughtered, and finally get your mercy, and the few survivors left will survive in the small place that you have 'mercifully' planned, and there may not even be any left. ”
"This is true of all human beings, and other races are even more immune. They may be slaughtered by you and the last bit left to be displayed in a cage, and I have little confidence in resisting you. In that case, it's better not to let you in. ”
"I don't think the continent needs you, let alone become an Aracea, the continent is just a continent, a continent of living beings. ”
Lancelot still didn't give up, "I can promise you that the things you think will never happen!"
Norman didn't bother to talk to him anymore.
And at this time, the Pope finally "spoke".
Or should I say, Sowell.
"You don't want them to enter the mainland, I can understand it, I have no objection to our Norman Lord loving the world, but why do you want to pit me?"
Norman answered his question.
"Because you also want them to go to the mainland, in a way, you're in a group. You need me to help them open the doors of space, and you think that's your only chance. ”
"If I don't open the Space-Time Gate, you'll do whatever it takes to get me to do it, and I can't imagine you're going to do anything about it. The damage you have done to the continent may be even more terrifying than theirs, after all, they just want to survive, but you don't care about anything. ”
"The best way to face such a you is undoubtedly to make you disappear. ”
"The new spell system of the Star Sea without gods has already shown my philosophy, and I don't think the continent needs a father like you. ”
When Sowell heard this, he asked, "But do you think that the inner world can trap me? Aren't you afraid that I will take you out of here and continue our unfinished journey? ”
Norman's expression remained unchanged, but he said, "You once said that even you can't resist the power of the inner world. While it's possible that you're lying to me, just like you once lied to me that I only saw me eighteen years old, it's probably true, so I'm going to take a gamble. Now judging by your reaction, I won the bet. ”
Sowell was silent for a moment, then smiled, "You seem to be more suitable for the title of Father than I am now. ”
He was very calm.
How could he not be calm? After all, he had an endless life, and the so-called death was only the beginning of another time for him.
"You're still in trouble, and you've won again. ”
Sowell said dashingly.
"Again?"
After all, there were still things that Norman couldn't guess.
Sowell nodded, "Yes, you've already won me once." ”
"As you said, I lied to you, I have seen your life course countless times, and the last life was the closest I came to success. It's a pity that you are as stubborn as this life, and you didn't even use this so-called spatial sequence at all, and directly dragged me to the funeral at the last moment. ”
"You were too strong in your last life, even more than Adrian, so in this life I advanced the time, came to you before you comprehended the mystery of the spiritual oscillation, and forced you to start the time series, but I didn't expect that in the end, I still couldn't win you. ”
Sowell shook his head regretfully.
"I'll learn that lesson next time. ”
The live broadcast room is constantly collapsing, the barrage is rapidly decreasing, and millions of viewers are constantly being stripped from the live broadcast room in chronological order.
Lancelot, as the oldest group of audiences, is still connected.
Norman's state and Sowell's words made the analytical Templars see how resolute Norman's attitude was, so Lancelot gave up very humiliatingly after working hard for a long time.
Instead, he struck up a conversation with Sowell.
"Who the hell are you, and what is Aracea?"
The Knights Templar also seemed to have figured out that Sowell could hear their barrage in this strange space.
Sowell smiled and said, "You ask this question, which means that you already have the answer in mind, but I don't mind helping you confirm it." ”
"The so-called Aracea is a world created by my original civilization, and I am a member of the creator team. It's just that something seems to have gone wrong with the program, and I'm stuck inside, never able to escape. ”
Lancelot was silent for two seconds, then asked, "So, this world doesn't exist anymore?"
Sowell shook his head, "Existence is real, but there is a difference in the order of civilization. You can understand that this is the first civilization, and the world to which I originally belong is the second civilization. ”
Lancelot asked again, "And what kind of civilization are we?"
Sowell shook his head, "I don't know, it could be the second or the third," Sowell smiled slyly, "Of course, it could be the first, also created by the civilization above you." Perhaps the creator of your civilization is looking down on you. It's quite possible, because it's not the first time we've met. ”
Lancelot was silent for a second and then asked, "Then why do you have to come to Earth? If Earth is only the first civilization, you are just going from one cage to another, and you can't return to your civilization." ”
Sowell shook his head, "I don't want to go to your world, I don't want to return to the civilization I belong to, I just want to see how the forces of the other world will react when they intervene in this world." I am in this world, everything I do is shackled by the rules of this world, and only with the help of external forces can I hope to produce changes beyond the rules of this world, and that may free me. ”
When Sowell said this, he seemed to guess the confusion in Lancelot's heart, and persuaded: "Actually, you don't have to worry about how many civilizations you are, because even the civilization I originally belonged to may have been created by a higher civilization, and it doesn't make sense to ask whether you are the highest civilization in my opinion." All we need to do is do what we think is right. I am like that, and so is Norman. ”
Lancelot stopped talking and didn't ask any further.
As Sowell said, there is no point in asking one's own civilization as the first civilization, and when the world is founded, it will already be real. If they can't escape, all they can do is continue to survive in their respective civilizations and work for the meaning of their existence.
"Then we still have a chance. ”
Lancelot's tone was firm and a little regretful, "It's just that we were then are no longer what we are now." ”
Through Sowell's words, Lancelot heard a lot of information.
"I hope that in the next life, we can make progress and not lose this game of chess, and I hope that in the next life, we will not let things develop into such a bad situation before we know to find a way out. ”
As countless ancient sayings in the inner world are flying, the live broadcast room is becoming more and more completely stripped away, and only the last 30 million viewers are still connected.
"Let's get acquainted again,"
Lancelot took advantage of this last moment and said to the two people in the inner world, "My name is Xiong Jinyao. ”
Norman's body could no longer resist the power of the inner world, and countless ancient words had been scattered in this space from the thigh down, but the consciousness remained.
"Norman. ”
Sowell was slightly better than Norman, except that the part below the knee had been reduced to an archaic word that blended into the world.
He smiled and spat out his real name.
"Li Changfeng. ”
......
In Forforsburg, the terrifying spatial turbulence has subsided, and the heavens and the earth have returned to peace.
Without Sowell's strong support, the Man-Dragon Coalition was defeated by the Thorn Valley army under the same heavy losses, and had already abandoned their armor and fled, and Thorn Valley finally won the war.
But the victory was painful.
The whole Forforsburg has been destroyed in this battle, and it will take a long time to restore its former glory, and the damage is even worse, and there is no place in the city that is not full of corpses, and countless elite forces have lost their lives in this battle. However, the victory in this battle was of great significance, and the Valley of Thorns relied on this battle to gain a firm foothold on the continent and make its voice heard powerfully.
The survivors cleaned up the corpses and battlefields all over the city, including the noble members of the House of Lords, such as Engel and Jacob—who were now understaffed, and had no choice but to join in.
There was only one man in the whole city who had nothing to do.
The western wall has a section of about 15 meters long that has not collapsed, and it is the only remaining wall in the entire Forforsburg.
Atramicia was standing on the city wall, her figure having changed from four or five meters tall to just over two meters.
The tooth of truth was stuck beside her, and she looked up at the sky, motionless.
As if waiting for something.
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