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"The Hidden Sage...... No, the wilderness. ”

The deity's body crumbled in pieces, and its extraordinary properties and massive pieces of metal fell one after another, turning into meteors falling from the sky, trailing with flames and smoke. The gods who symbolize the laws of physics are dying, and the lights of the world and the roar of the gears are diminishing at this moment.

Bonova stared blankly into the sky, watching this extremely grand rain of fire fall.

"Lord!" He whispered, "I beseech you to be resurrected in my body......"

No one answered.

Behind Him, all the Extraordinary in the Workshop had similar expressions, sluggish, frightened, fidgeting, their hearts filled with the fear of the death of the object of their faith, and the despair that their gods would also die. The craftsmen of the earth trembled silently, their eyes uncontrollably wept as they felt their understanding of the world change with the death of God.

"What's going on now?"

A heavy thud sounded from the side, and Hillland, who was still half blackened, limped over with a cane.

He looked at Bonova's somewhat frightened expression and raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, then his eyes slowly widened, and he turned his head in disbelief to gaze side by side with Bonova at the meteor shower that was falling with smoke and flames in the distance.

After a deathly silence, Hillan glanced at the craftsmen around him and asked in a low voice, "What now?" Bonova? ”

"I don't know."

Bonova muttered to himself, his gaze fixed on the distant sky, as if to see a hole there, and he paused for two seconds, his voice too high, with obvious astonishment and panic:

"I don't know!"

Hillland frowned, his companion looked extremely out of shape, and it was even very likely that he would lose control due to the collapse of his faith, at this time, it would be an even more terrifying disaster if he lost an angel. Therefore, he did not continue to talk to Bonova to prevent the other party from breaking down further. At the same time, the huge black cloud overhead, which encompassed the whole of Intis, surged again, and the huge sound of water sounded in everyone's ears, and the craftsmen, who were immersed in grief and despair, slowly raised their heads, and felt the sea in the sky through the dark clouds.

Hillland immediately turned around, and instantly connected his spiritual will with the entire mountain workshop:

"The workshop is closed! All valves are sealed! ”

"The function is reduced to 30 percent, and the escape pod is ready to activate at any time!"

He looked at Bonova, who seemed to have ceased to function, gritted his teeth, and commanded with the authority of an angel:

"The maximum power of the urban drainage system! Use as many as you want, use all your abilities, and gather all the nearby residents into the church's workshop! ”

Immediately a saint replied, "Yes!" Your Highness! All church workshops are now full! ”

"Good."

Suddenly, a prayer voice flashed in his head, and his expression suddenly became a little stunned, and he shouted to the craftsmen: "Door No. 3 on the side opens, come a few people, go over there to pick up the children sent by the Creator's Church for refuge!" ”

Under Hillland's control, the lights in the workshop went out one by one, except for the light at the baseboard, which was still shining. The alloy ceiling above the workshop slowly closed, and some of the craftsmen who had nothing to do looked up and watched in horror as the ceiling gradually closed, praying for a little faster, a little faster. The small door on the side opened, and the chief priest of the Cathedral of Light squeezed in with a few sleeping children in his disheveled arms, followed by many "sun" passers who also walked in with babies or young children.

"Your decision is wise, the workshop can accommodate 5,000 people."

The deacon who answered them pressed his hat as a salute: "Now there are only about 3,000 staff members, and the time is too short. ”

The blonde-haired priest nodded, and said very quickly, "We have brought all the children from the Nursery, and some of them have been entrusted to us by the believers we met on the road, a total of about two hundred, please let them live." ”

After saying that, the main priest turned around and beckoned the juniors behind him, preparing to go out again to save some people and come back. The workshop of the Steam Church is located on a mountain peak on the outskirts of Trier, and it takes more than three hours to travel by horse-drawn carriage from the city, and only the extraordinary can travel quickly.

But as soon as they stood up, the earth shook violently, and a roaring stream of sea water leaked through the crack in the zenith that had not yet fully closed, and the deacon of the Steam Church almost subconsciously used extraordinary objects to create a square metal shelter to protect the children around him, and then, the arm he used to support the small shelter was broken by the violent impact of the sea.

His cries of pain were drowned out by the sound of water and a loud bang, and the zenith finally closed tightly, rumbling with the impact of the water.

Fortunately, the water in the workshop was only up to the ankles of adults, and as the dimly lit room became quiet, several extraordinary people in charge of logistics immediately ran to the warehouse to check the moisture of the food reserves.

……

“…… What are you going to do? ”

The gods had long since heard the prayers of the believers, and his consciousness had collapsed to a minimum, and he could die completely within the next ten seconds. At this moment, there was silence in His ears, except for the wind blowing in the wilderness.

Metal peeled off, pipes cracked, and mangled flesh was revealed beneath the silvery and gold hard shell.

The god of steam and machines accepted his death, but instead of realizing that he was about to become food, he asked questions curiously.

For Him, nothing in the world matters at this moment.

He has been cut off from the real world, and His followers may have died before they could, or they may no longer have received an automatic response from His spirit. Death is always so quiet, as grand and cold as the wind in your ears. After pouring out all the resentment, He calmed down, and even looked forward to it—what could I get in exchange for everything?

The winds of information gladly answer this question:

"Using the 'Emperor of Knowledge' trait you collected, I will be promoted again at the moment of becoming a god and become a dual-path true god."

The sound in the wind is very wonderful, like old and young, like man and woman, and the main tone is that of an old and kind old man, and under this voice is the voice of a young man, the fast speech of a young child, and the soft voice of a woman.

"Then, I will shelter your believers, your hard-won achievements of civilization and the world today. I will fend off the god of storms and give your followers a respite. ”

"Sounds really good."

The god of steam and machines does think it's not bad. If he voluntarily sacrifices his life, he can get the protection of the people of Indis by the hidden sage, and if he is dying, he cannot change the fusion of the hidden sage with him, and he will also attract his hostility and unwillingness to protect humanity.

"Will you take over my church? Will you always be there? ”

The Hidden Sage paused for a few seconds, then said with a smile, "No, I won't protect them forever. ”

"Because I will eventually leave here and go to the Star Sea, our believers will be the best craftsmen and scholars in the universe, and they should not always ask us for knowledge, but should use their mastery of knowledge and technology to catch up with us."

"Every race, as long as it is willing to learn, is our student, and it is subject to the same cruel selection."

"If you're not smart enough, you're going to be eliminated!"

"If you don't have creativity, you have to be abandoned!"

"The renewal and iteration of civilization and wisdom are the most cruel battlefields, city-states, wars, everything in the world is born around the development of knowledge, the slightest backwardness will be destroyed, only the best can be with us."

The words of the Hidden Sage turned into a vast picture in the residual consciousness of the God of Steam, and the universe spread out around them, the stars flashed like eyes, and the fire of civilization was lit up on countless planets. The god of steam and machinery saw the earth, and he saw that there were three continents on the earth at the same time, and in addition to the southern and northern continents, there was a land the size of two continents combined.

Before he could take a closer look, he saw that Intis's electric lights were lit one by one, and the power system, which was countless times more perfect than the god of steam and machinery could have imagined, was built in an instant, and an unimaginably large amount of electricity entered the homes of every inhabitant. As if looking down at the earth below at night, the whole dark road was covered with only the lights of Intis, as if the stars had fallen to the earth.

"Don't you long to see? What the technology looks like now. ”

The Hidden Sage released the greatest temptation, this is the world imagined by the god of steam and machinery after obtaining the right to develop electric energy, and the western continent has already begun to use electric energy on a large scale, and only needs to copy it and improve it to attract the attention of this god.

The god of steam and machines stared deeply at the world far beyond his power, and was silent for a long time.

However, the communication at this moment only takes place in consciousness, like the interaction of two pieces of data code, which is only completed in a very short time.

"Nope."

"The so-called update iteration is a lie, you are the best generation, you will always be the best."

"We will never be able to surpass you, we can continue to strengthen ourselves and improve ourselves with technological development, but as long as you come, all efforts will be made for you."

He raised his head and looked at the vague figure in front of him, who smiled but did not speak. He wore a strange cascading robe, with wide sleeves and a long robe that mopped the floor, and the god of steam quickly recognized that the style was somewhat similar to the ancient elves, but completely different in detail.

"Your idea is intuitive and to the point."

"Because that's how our world exists, isn't it?"

The Hidden Sage, or rather, the Wilderness of Old Will Knowledge, replied, and confessed it frankly.

- That's right, this world is exactly like this, gods exist, gods are the laws of the world, the pillars of the universe, and life is as small as gravel under your feet. Everything is born because of God, and naturally it is meaningful because of God.

He is different from God, God just doesn't take other people's questions as a burden, and he really loves to communicate with others, loves to answer and reply, and hides the sages under his influence, so he also loves to interact with the Morse Ascetic, but unfortunately the wisdom is not high enough The uniqueness only learned crazy knowledge indoctrination and responsiveness, and did not learn more tactful teachings, forcing the Morse Ascetic to not read back.

"I only have one last question, Leodro claims to be the truth, so what he controls is the truth?"

He was captured by the world created by the Hidden Sage, and couldn't help but ask about something else.

"No, no, what you get from exhausting knowledge is only knowledge, not truth, nor the laws of the world."

The vague figure of the Hidden Sage seemed to smile, and he held out his hand towards the god of steam and machinery, palm facing up:

"There are many truths in this world, some people think it's status, some people think it's power, some people think it's money, I don't think they're wrong, and God thinks the truth is just Himself, the Proverbs of the Almighty. Exotic gods, what is the truth you seek? ”

The god of steam and machines thought for a moment and walked over to the Hidden Sage, the metal of his body peeling off further, revealing a bloody face.

There was not a single intact piece of skin on his face, the gears of his flesh and blood staggering, but his eyes were still bright.

"It's the principle of mechanical operation, it's the ultimate precision, it's the technology and knowledge that creates everything. I believe that every thing, every living thing is the most sophisticated and perfect instrument, and at the same time, we are the cogs, the levers, the components of the larger world. ”

"Cells make up plants and animals, plants and animals make up ecosystems, and there are man-made systems like companies, departments, churches."

He approached the hidden sage, and looked at this mortal enemy with whom he had been pulling for thousands of years as if he were a seeker, and slowly spoke his thoughts, as if in the last moments of his life, he had regained the enthusiasm and curiosity he had once had for the world as a craftsman.

"And the planet is part of the nebula, part of the galaxy, part of the universe."

"I think that if I could, I could rewrite the existing laws of this world and reverse the relationship between us, why can't humans accommodate the stars? Or to explore the existence of the universe itself, and to consider whether the 'universe' is also part of the larger world. ”

"That's what I'm after, and it's the ultimate I can't possibly explore."

He held out his hand, and the two gods of knowledge and skill clasped their hands, and a smile appeared on the face of the hidden sage.

"Well said, Machine God, I seek different truths than yours, but we are still one, with common expectations."

"Then, before the end of this universe, after leaving this star, let's explore the truth of the universe together."

"This is not a dream, it is not an extravagant hope, but it is inevitable that we can do it!"

……

The tsunami centered on Trier and spread outward, turning the whole of Intis into an ocean in the blink of an eye.

Huge pieces of metal fell from the sky and smashed into the sea, setting off waves large and small, and the extraordinary properties of the scattered scattered made the creatures in the sea water mutate to a certain extent.

"It's terrifying......"

The inconspicuous and kind old man did not know where to come out, and he hid on a small platform above sea level. Seeing the world below being destroyed by the sea, the sea has not yet overflowed, but he can see countless people below the surface of the water reaching upwards, and before he has time to catch it, the waves are already carrying these people who may not have died yet and do not know where to go.

Hermes's outstretched hand was in the air, and he sighed, rolling up his sleeves like a truly physically and mentally exhausted old man. He couldn't help but look up at the end of the sky and the sea, and under the dark sky, all of this took on the color of the end of the world.

The howling wind and thunder resonated together, setting the mood for this terrible war, or rather slaughter.

He couldn't help but feel sad.

Hermes lowered his head, and then, with his eyes wide, he made a question mark.

- The water surface is rapidly decreasing.

The sea is gone.

Leodro was just about to clean up the wreckage of the god of steam and machines when suddenly, a certain law between heaven and earth seemed to change, and he saw the wreckage of the sunken at the bottom of the sea, like the remains of an ancient civilization, gradually digitize and disappear into thin air.

The humans who are not dead in the ocean are also digitized at the same moment, and everyone becomes a part of the sea of data.

The invisible hand threw the data high in the distance—as if countless mud droplets had been sprinkled, and they had died once, but they had become human again, their appearance, their memories, their bodies, and even their tiny scars.

The sea descended rapidly, but instead of being moved elsewhere, it was transformed according to the laws of chemistry - the oxygen and hydrogen levels over Intis rose to an indescribable level, and these gases quickly evaporated into the distance, being sent to the northern continent, the sea, and beyond, ready to rain in the rest of the world.

The sage is no longer hidden, the goblin of knowledge has descended, and countless mysteries are at your fingertips, and you can enjoy it.

When the sea level of Indis had been lowered to an acceptable height, to Hermes's astonished gaze, a human wearing a "flat hat made of reeds" on his head, a "strange short coat with no buttons or zippers", and a long knotted stick in his hand appeared out of thin air.

The man who suddenly appeared seemed like a phantom, an illusion that he had casually glimpsed, but Hermes could see clearly that after the strangely dressed man raised his staff and drew a curve with the ground, a high mountain actually rose outside the city of Trier in front of him, blocking the imminent flow of water, and the ground in the city was strangely sunken in the city, forming a deep and winding river.

The ground was kneaded into the peaks and valleys of the mountains and valleys by him like a sand table, and the sea water in the country actually flowed into the distance according to his command, turning into a new river in the territory of Intis, extending countless large and small tributaries, changing the topography of Intis.

Then, the middle-aged man made a long sigh of relief, smiled and raised his hat, looking at the sky with lightning and thunder.

"Honorable All-Knowing, God of Thunder!"

"I don't want to be your enemy, and not only that, but I want to thank you for killing my enemy. — But, in order to obtain all that He had, I also promised Him to shelter His nation and His believers. ”

He spoke aloud, his voice piercing through the winds and waves and the rumbling thunder that stood in his way.

"I hope you can put an end to this fight, after all...... There is no outcome in our battles. ”

TBC

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Hermes: (Academic)