CHAPTER XXXVII

The devotionists and professors have completely abandoned their original train of thought, and they are like people who have been forced to enter the labyrinth a second time, frustrated by the knowledge that they are looking for another exit. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It turns out that when people already know the answer, they can't find another answer.

"We can't afford to waste any more time. ā€

When the pious man said this, no one understood what it meant but himself.

Then he put his hand on Francis' shoulder: "Pray." ā€

Francis lowered his head, and a cloud of white light emerged, engulfing the two of them.

When the light faded, the robed devout disappeared and was replaced by a short, gray-haired old man.

It was a legendary figure, and he was dead.

"A puzzle, right......"

The old man patted the hairless head on top of his head, and then put the symbol in his hand in front of his eyes.

"Vikings' trick ......" he said, glancing at the illuminated turbulence beneath the cliff, "here it is...... Long time no see. ā€

The old man sighed and put down the picture in his hand, turned to look at the black rocky mountain and the light turbulence in the water, and fell silent.

The sailors watched this bizarre scene and did not know what to do, only Francis knew exactly what was happening. The pious sacrificed himself and summoned a Holy Spirit, a pious one who died for science in the distant past.

"Put these patterns together and overlap them. ā€

The professor hurriedly took out a pen and paper and began to work, and he quickly overlapped a dozen symbols and drew a messy pattern.

That doesn't seem to make any sense at all.

When the professor's work was done, the Holy Spirit, who had been watching the turbulent silence, finally turned around and spoke.

"This pattern is the trail of turbulence, and if you can find a gap in it, it's a door through this web of death. ā€

The professor put the pattern in front of his eyes, contrasted the trail of light in the water, and finally realized that the two did indeed match perfectly.

"Science has given me an eternal home, but there will always be memories that remain, like last night's sleep that I have long forgotten. I have to go. The Holy Spirit began to dissipate, starting with the fingers, turning into a white glow, "The kid went where he always wanted to go, and science would take care of him." ā€

The old man disappeared as suddenly as he came, and the sailors looked at each other in a bewildered state.

"Found it!"

The professor's shouting of excitement made the sailors give up looking for answers, and they were pleasantly surprised to look at the dizzying pattern, only to find that they could not read it at all.

"The only difference between this map and the turbulence is a gap. ā€

The professor points to the door to success, only to find that he may have lost the key.

"But how can we get past those traps without the pious......

"That's the final question. ā€

Francis let out a long sigh, "I'll go get the charts back." ā€

......

"At least that's half a chart enough to get us to the New World. ā€

"But the complete charts will allow us to reach the Land of the Dragon, a paradise full of gold, spices, and all kinds of treasures. ā€

"Science isn't ready to enter that country, you've succeeded. ā€

Francis stood at the top of the hill and looked out to the far west, where the New World was located, the sacrifice that science wanted.

"Raise the sails...... Let's go fetch gold!"

......

"So Francis took the chart," Magellan nodded, "and it does." ā€

"Don't you have anything to say about that?"

"Expected...... You've convinced me that there's no need to go to Francis, at least for the time being. Until then," Magellan turned to face the countess, looking at her snow-white neck under the night sky, "I want to hear what you think of the Old Gods. ā€

"Ah, yes, you just said that you know what the old gods are," the countess turned her face away from the emotion in the depths of her eyes, leaving him with a perfectly smiling side face, "Science has been so generous to you. ā€

"This is the second time you've said that. ā€

"Yes. ā€

The countess was still smiling.

"The ancient gods are a type of gods. The reason they appear is that big event you've always wanted to know, and unlike most gods, the divinity of the Old Gods comes from concepts. Gods in general, their divinity comes from the awe of man. Ancient humans' fear of the visible powers of nature, such as thunder, the sun, and the sea, allowed the gods to appear. And the divinity of the ancient gods comes from things that cannot be seen, time, space, heaven, and power, so they are more powerful and certainly more ancient. But the old gods cannot exist, and if these terrifying things are in the hands of the gods, then the world itself will collapse. So all the old gods died, killed by the current gods, their children. ā€

"Is that possible?"

"The old gods are immortal, and their disappearance is more due to their inability to coexist with each other than the murder of the gods. This is also the reason for the return of the old gods in the future, when an all-powerful master will control the world, there will be no gods, and humans will be nothing more than ants under the will of the old gods. ā€

"You threw me countless questions with one answer. ā€

"The part related to that big event is enough to prove something. The Old Gods were not killed by the gods, but lived only in the past from the beginning. That means that the big event has fundamentally changed the world itself. ā€

"What are you talking about?"

"Time is also a part of the world, and it is entirely possible to touch the past with a truly profound change. ā€

"That's what the gods can't tell......" The countess sighed softly as she watched the stars disappear behind the white sails of the Swan, "You heard it from science?"

"Yes, but not all. A wry smile rose on Magellan's face, "In this world, there are too few philosophers who know the ancient gods. ā€

"So it is true, as the gods say, that thing changed the world completely, in a way that mortal wisdom could not comprehend at all. ā€

Magellan nodded, he had a guess in his mind, but he didn't say it in the end.

"I may have to go to the king of the world...... "the countess's long hair fluttered in the wind, "and she is the only one who can get the theologians of the Holy See to help me with my research." ā€

"Good luck. ā€

Magellan stood up and looked at the countless stars in the night sky, and a trace of confusion flashed in his heart, he didn't know where he should go.

"After that, let's go to the New World. ā€

The countess turned her face to look at Magellan.

At that moment, Magellan felt like he was seeing a mirror, and in the mirror he was the explorer of many years ago who only wanted to see something new.

The countess's eyes burned with fire.