Chapter 420: Walking in History
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Crane was pushed a few steps, and suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said to Medici:
"Silver City has a camp outside of the Giant Court!"
"I know that they have a stronghold in the town of Afternoon, which has been manned for a long time, and we can walk straight from here to contact them."
"Afternoon Town?" Medici thought for two seconds and turned to look at Hermes, "Do you remember this place?" โ
Hermes also recalled for a moment before saying:
"Yes."
"I remember that it seemed to be the closest town to the Giant's Court, and after the Giant's Court became part of the Creator's Temple, the giants who originally lived here were driven away, and the later settlers were all worshippers, which was equivalent to a gathering place for ascetics and devouts."
Medici touched his chin:
โโฆโฆ I don't know the gathering place of the pilgrims, so the afternoon town is the closest town at the time of the 'cataclysm'? โ
Crane nodded thoughtfully:
"While exploring the town of Afternoon in Silver City, the team saw a clergy apparition remnant of the ancient Sun God era, and the apparition would repeat that someone had tempted Sasriel, and that the kings would frequently gather in the palace, and that great disasters would begin here."
"Let's talk about it later, I can't touch them now."
Medici waved his hand casually and continued to push Hermes and Crane forward:
"We only passed through the symbolic 'gate', and we didn't just appear outside the Giant's Court. It's only because the Giant's Court symbolizes the only gate in the Godforsaken Lands that we look like we're right here. โ
"We're actually still on the road where the Aurora Society holds, and even if we go out from here, we won't be able to see that afternoon town and Silver City."
As he spoke, the world around him fluctuated.
The orange glow of the sky gradually darkened, and the surrounding floating and blurry scene gradually became real.
Having arrived in the Eastern Continent, Hermes ended his dream walk. The orange-red sky overhead went from dusk to night in a matter of seconds, and they went from the dream to the reality, the sky was a deep black blue, and lightning and thunder exploded at a relatively low frequency, illuminating the endless wilderness. At night, the temperature plummets, and the cold wind blows the unknown plants on the ground to the ground.
Illusory waves and sand disappeared one after another, and Medici blew and flames ignited, illuminating their surroundings.
The sheer darkness here is no longer dangerous, but it is still necessary to be wary of the lightless environment, which is the perfect time for the lurking monsters to attack, and where the hidden "dreams" and "secrets" still exist.
The phantom of the Giant Court vanished, and Crane looked around a few times in slight shock, as if everything just now was just an illusion.
At the same time, the moment he stepped on this land, Klein felt that his understanding of the Eastern Continent and the God's Forsaken Land had a deeper and more specific feeling, and sure enough, the scholar still had to personally explore, archaeology, and confirm what he had learned in the ruins of reality.
"When we go out, we will definitely have to visit that Silver City to walk from the Giant Court, and pass by the Afternoon Town with them." Medici turned around and pointed to the north, "By the way, we have to deal with that guy in the royal court, otherwise none of us will want to go out again." โ
"Can't you go back the way you came?" Klein felt that the road was relatively safe when he came.
"It's best to go back the way you came, but you have to be prepared for a lot of things."
Medici's words are irrefutable: "Who knows what will happen? And you have also seen that it is difficult for the sages to survive in the dream of the Lord, they need the protection of angels, and even need a big snake to guide the way, and it is impossible for all the survivors in the Eastern Continent to be extraordinary people of the middle and high ranks, right? Only by opening up the Giant Court and opening the real door can the inner and outer worlds be unified and a normal path can be formed. โ
"Ordinary people can also leave this way, that's what your ritual is going to do."
Most of the "God's Forsaken Lands" don't have normal roads, but they are not difficult to walk, because large swaths of the wilderness are barren wilderness, and deep black is the dominant color of everything.
In the wilderness, you can occasionally see tenacious plants, they are strange and twisted, Crane has no way of telling what the prototype of these things is, and the classics of Silver City and Moon City also use blood lessons to remind future generations not to rush into contact with such things.
All around, where the firelight could not reach, the shadows seemed to have a life of their own.
The dream floated in the sky, and the shadows in the corners were deep, as if they were silently wriggling, trying to devour everything that covered them.
Klein, of course, didn't think there was anything wrong with Medici's idea, and he took a hardcover cover from Hermes's hand, the cover didn't feel much like cowhide, and I don't know what material it was made of, and it was a good protection for the codex itself.
He took out a leather map of the same material as the book cover, and swept over a vague road drawn from it, and the sixteen red forks scattered like stars around the road, then he picked up a branch from the ground, and quickly used the simple "divination staff" method to divinate the general location of the present, the distance of their location from the nearest town, and the location of the east, west, north and south.
The Eastern Continent is basically isolated from the spirit world, but divination does not require the help of the spirit world.
In the process, Hermes watched with great interest the actions of the "ancient scholar", and Medici, after glancing twice, took a cigarette case from his pocket, rolled a strong enough cigarette, and leisurely swallowed the clouds and smoked it aside.
"We are now in the southwest of the Eastern Continent ......"
Klein's fingers wandered across the leather map for a moment, his heart pounding, a sense of excitement entering myth and history.
This is not only because his "Ancient Scholar" potions are actively resonating with him, but also because Crane realizes that he is finally here, and finally has a chance to cash in on the empty check he gave to the "Sun" a long time ago!
The mood is more than joy now, Klein even wants to stretch hard, stretch, and smile.
The plain in front of me was deserted, but at the end of the horizon there seemed to be something uplifting, like a wreck or a hill. The lightning in the sky illuminates the unnatural traces of the endless wasteland, all of which is proof of the existence of human beings, who once lived.
"According to my divination results, as well as the approximate directions reported by Yuecheng and Baiyin City before, it is actually closer to Yuecheng now."
Crane muttered to himself.
I've seen the huge gray mist seal near Moon City on the Source Fort before, and now I have the opportunity to get up close and personal with that mist and see what it has to do with the Source Fort. And Moon City is one of the largest towns I know of in the Eastern Continent, after dawn, I will definitely actively look for other survivors when it is safe to do so, so as long as the survivors who can be found must have gathered in Moon City, along the way, there should be no other towns......
โฆโฆ I just don't know if there is a connection between Silver City and Moon City during this time.
It stands to reason that the leaders of the two towns are only Sequence 4 at most, they have not obtained Sequence 3, they have no honorific name, they can't summon messengers, and they are too far apart, so they just relied on the existence and help of the "Fool" to stabilize their footing first, barely communicate with each other, and complete some maps of the Godforsaken Land, so in the half month that I disappeared, their communication should have completely stopped.
Crane flipped back a few pages of the Codex to find a blank, yellowed piece of paper.
He pulled out a fountain pen from the historical projection, the tip of which followed the route in his mind, drew a long curve, and then stopped.
"This location is almost where Moon City is, and the error will not exceed two kilometers, so it should be our first stop."
Crane looked left and right, and seeing that neither angel objected, he continued:
"It's about two days from here. If nothing else, we'll stop here for a while, take a good rest, discuss leaving the Eastern Continent with the High Priest of Nรฎmes in Moon City, and then head northeast to the location of Silver City. โ
"What happened was that Your Excellency the Angel of Time might have taken over the city in place of the Fool, expelled us, or even attacked us?" Hermes thoughtfully completed what Crane hadn't said.
He is like a caring steward, always thinking about everything.
"Moon City...... I haven't been there for almost 2,000 years, and I don't know what it's like now. โ
Hermes looked into the distance and said slowly.
Then He turned his head back and looked at Klein, and there was a glint in his eyes:
"You also know more about Godforsaken Lands than I thought, are you from Silver City? Or is it from Moon City? Or are they the remnants of other city-states? โ
"Pull it down."
Medici took a deep puff of the cigarette and took a third of the cigarette out in one puff, the smoke wafting from the corners of his mouth along with tiny flames. He pointed to Klein and said with a smirk:
"He's not from Silver City or Moon City, he's not from here, he's ......"
Medici smiled and puffed a puff of smoke at Hermes, the smoke slowly escaping through the air, seemingly forming a blurry picture. The Angel of War betrayed a pass, and as if he himself did not know how to explain Klein, in short, he said vaguely:
"He is a fellow citizen of the Lord."
"I'm afraid he won't dare to say it, I'll tell you - in the Eastern Continent, there are less than 30,000 people left."
The atmosphere between the three of them became heavy for a moment.
โโฆโฆ Compared with the Eastern Continent in our memory, there are indeed fewer people in the Eastern Continent now, no, it is already inaccessible. โ
Hermes didn't seem to be too affected by this statement, he looked into the distance, which happened to be the direction of Moon City, and explained, "I can see that it's night...... I can see that there are only tens of thousands of dreams belonging to living people in the Eastern Continent. โ
Klein explained in due course.
"The people of the Eastern Continent have already spent all their strength to survive, and the situation in the two cities has improved, plus they have found food and sunshine, and the population should increase slightly."
He'd been with the people of Godforsaken for about a year, and he knew more about it than Medici and Hermes.
"Compared to the death of hunting and aberration, the most harmful to them is actually ...... The ancient sun god who no longer responds to them. โ
Klein said stubbornly, but fortunately, the two angels are not fanatical believers whose faith overshadows their reason, they have seen it with their own eyes, and even experienced the "cataclysm" and the "feast of betrayal", and they have more insights than Klein when they set foot on this land again.
"Tell me about it." Medici raised his chin and motioned for him to continue.
"Oh...... Good. โ
Klein paused, scribbled the new map in his hand, then stood up and patted the dust.
He could feel it, and they all wanted to hear it.
Ulorius was not here, and Crane was the one who knew the God's Forsaken Land best, and they all wanted to hear it, and they were willing to hear Crane's views and thoughts. Perhaps it wasn't that Klein's words moved them, but that some of his own words coincided with their thoughts.
"This is also what I learned when I communicated with people in the Eastern Continent."
Crane settled, and Medici walked forward, listening as they walked as Crane recounted some of his experiences:
"The Aurora Society believes that the Eastern Continent is a sanctuary, and the people inside were later guided by the 'Angel of Destiny', so they are called the elect. But in reality, voters live in such an environment that polluted land cannot grow food, and the plants and water that grow are not edible. The circumstances of life are already difficult, but a life without hope day after day will make them give up their faith. โ
"Actually, I think the people of Silver City and Moon City are very good, very good."
Crane followed Medici and wandered through the wilderness of the Eastern Continent.
Step by step into the depths of Godforsaken, Crane endured the gaze of a pair of eyes in the depths of darkness. These eyes did not dare to approach in fear of the might of the angels, but they still hid far away, coveting Crane, who was like a ham carried by the angels.
As an "ancient scholar", Klein just swept out of the corner of his eye, and saw one "spirit line" after another extending from the deep darkness around him, which was illusory, fine, and innumerable, indicating that there were a large number of monsters lurking in the darkness.
The monsters were extremely quiet, just staring at Crane, at them as they walked through the barren wilderness.
Crane didn't take the dangers to heart, he resonated with the potions of the "Ancient Scholar" and watched himself gradually enter history and become part of the history of the futureโwhich gave him a particularly strange insight.
"People can bring all their forces together and come up with the most efficient system that will keep everyone alive......
"Faith became their pillar, a symbol of their unity, but they also did not have a blind belief in God as the outside world does...... The simplest example of this is when the Fool showed his friendliness and stance and brought tangible benefits to both cities, and the people quickly converted their beliefs, but at the same time still harbored reverence and respect for the ancient sun god. โ
"Such a city, such a nation, and such a concept are all unique to the Eastern Continent, and it is impossible for them to exist in the outside world."
Klein felt a pang of sadness as he spoke.
"I can't help but think about it sometimes...... Is it in such extreme circumstances that people can abandon their prejudices and unite together? โ
"And after these people leave here, will they be gradually corroded and assimilated by the outside world?"
"It's like friction between countries leads to war, it's like Rune doing it to the Allies for the sake of profit, I want to help them get out of here and go to the outside world, but I'm afraid that they will gradually change and become unrecognizable after they really go out."
Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly pushed hard by Medici.
"What do you want to do so much? Idle? โ
The Angel of War looked confused, so he rubbed Klein's head vigorously:
"People have desires, and they should have desires. Do you think they would prefer to nibble on bread and eat monsters in this backwood, or go out to eat and drink without trembling? Also, you should not be hostile to war, which is the most straightforward means of human beings! โ
Klein was rubbed and swayed from side to side, and it took a long time for Medici to let go.
As if he had untied a knot in his heart, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: "You're right, the side I should be optimistic about." โ
Hermes watched them from the sidelines, with a gentle smile on his face all the time, and the lightning flashed in the sky, occasionally introducing Crane to the wreckage of the surrounding facilities and the customs of the Eastern Continent.
After about a dozen lightning strikes, Crane suddenly spun around and nearly tripped over something.
He looked down and saw that it was a small protruding stone slab, with obvious signs of artificial carving.
As they continued on their way, they saw that in the shadow of the hill less than a hundred meters away, there were several half-section buildings that resembled the tops of the spires, and a dozen huge stone pillars protruding from the ground around them, and a small amount of wild grass growing from their cracks, the tips dark red as blood.
"It was once inhabited?" Crane rubbed his forehead again and asked.
"Perhaps." Hermes said. At its peak, there were countless large and small cities in the Eastern Continent, and he didn't fully remember it.
Even if you remember them all, the changes in the terrain and landform over the past thousand years have made most of the memories match reality.
"Perhaps, this was originally a large city-state, and when the cataclysm came, the earth cracked, and fire and thunder fell from the sky, and the whole city was swallowed up, and there may have been survivors, but it also gradually died out in the subsequent disasters, and these are the only proof that it once existed."
The destruction of civilization...... A thought popped into Crane's mind, and he quickened his pace to reach his destination in the strange wild grass.
After entering a half-collapsed building, Crane instinctively looked around and observed the place.
The cracks in the gray and white stone walls were frescoes that had been washed over thousands of years, and they had long been blurred, and it was only vaguely visible that the people of this city-state were proud to enter the kingdom of heaven after death.
On one of the ruins of the wreckage, Crane grabbed a bouquet of Seville chrysanthemums from history and gently placed it in the center of the ruins.
This is the last tribute given by the latecomers to the victims.
Then they moved on, into the darkness and the wasteland.
TBC
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"Pull me along."
"Climb."
(End of chapter)