The mysterious and complex runes distributed everywhere in the test site are operating together, and the magic power is shocking in the open space, and the low resonance sound made seems to have a kind of pleasant feeling like a wind chime - at least for Windsor Mapel who is completely immersed in magic and knowledge, the resonance between magic and air is definitely the most pleasant melody in the world.

While listening to the assistant's report, she looked at the stele, crystal and metal rune nodes that were operating stably. These things gathered the top magic skills of the Tifeng Empire. They can even be said to be the pinnacle of all mortal groups in the magic field of the entire Loren Continent. Naturally, the cost of maintaining these things is also extremely amazing. These devices that consume huge manpower and material resources only have one function here: unveiling the veil of the power of the gods.

"The resonance of direction does exist... and it will show a certain degree of controllability in the high-intensity arcane return..." The youngest legendary wizard in history whispered and broke the silence, as if he was talking to himself, "So, the theory that Your Majesty conjectures from the Eye of God is correct... God and the Kingdom of God are essentially the same thing, they are both the result of the shaping of mortal thoughts. From a certain perspective, they present 'continuity'..."

"Mortals describe God in their thoughts, so God was born. Mortals created the 'kingdom of God' or 'king kingdom' based on the most primitive concept of gods, so the corresponding kingdom of God and kingdom of heaven were born. This creation has consistency and continuity. According to our latest theory, the consistency of thought in the creation process will evolve into the consistency of gods, which is logical," the mage assistant wearing a dark blue gold-patterned robe nodded and said in a serious tone, "To further expand this theory, we can think that the fragments that fall off from the gods are actually fragments of the kingdom of God, and these fragments will remain in touch for a long time in a 'dimensionality' that exceeds common sense'...."

"I think we have confirmed this 'connection' through experiments," Windsor Mapel said in a deep voice. "The key now is, what's the use of this connection."

"…Recent research shows that after the fall of the God of War, the Kingdom of War did not disappear directly," the assistant looked solemn, "but we observed that the connection between the fragments showed signs of decline, which may indicate that the 'King Kingdom' they pointed to was in a slow and continuous state of collapse. This process will probably last for a long time..."

Windsor glanced at the assistant and said calmly, "So, if we want to do something bold, there is still time now, is that what does that mean?"

"This question should be judged by you," the assistant lowered his head, "I'm just giving an opinion."

"No, this question should be judged by the higher level, by the leaders of the alliance," Windsor shook his head slowly, "report the situation here to our Majesty, he will definitely make the most appropriate decision."

...

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In the Obsidian Palace, in the gorgeous study on the top floor, Rosetta Augustus, who was reviewing documents, suddenly sighed and showed a helpless expression. Princess Matilda, who was sitting beside her to help deal with the documents, immediately raised her head and looked at her father curiously: "Have you encountered any trouble?"

"It's not a troublesome thing... it just makes me laugh and cry," the ruler of Tifeng pulled his lips and shook his head helplessly. "The 'mysterious texts' sent to us by Cecil have been gradually made public. There are many people responding to the 'recruitment', but the results are not very satisfactory. According to the report of the Minister in charge, the first batch of feedback collected so far are simply varied, and too many applicants can be described by "amateurs"... From the 'treasure scholar' who dared to respond after reading half a book to the 'mysterious scientist' who cheated on the street with a magical crystal ball, and even a village man who had a strange dream and announced that he was inspired by the gods and insisted on joining in the fun..."

Speaking of this, Rosetta sighed again and shook his head with laughter and cry: "Mr. Fulton, the Minister in charge, tried his best to explain the situation he encountered, but I could fully imagine how chaotic it was. Perhaps we should have anticipated this situation from the beginning, setting more thresholds during screening, or arranging more levels of officials responsible for handling the matter..."

Matilda listened to the situation described by her father, her expression was dull, and soon twitched the corner of her mouth: "This... is a bit unexpected to us."

"There is probably the same thing over Cecil - we all underestimated the enthusiasm of the 'folk professionals' when facing a problem they don't understand," Rosetta shook his head. "We wanted to brainstorm the clues to crack these symbols, but now we have to spend several times the energy to face the fraudsters, charlatans, lazy men and mentally ill people..."

Matilda listened, but after a brief thought, he slowly shook his head: "I have a different view from you - these mysterious symbols are a very special problem. The 'folk professionals' you mentioned may not understand them, but in fact, the real scholars in the Royal Society of Mages and the Industrial Society are also confused about those symbols. All the text or password rules we currently know do not apply to those symbols, so in a sense... everyone is on the same starting line.

"The strange ideas of 'folk professionals' seem unreliable, but what if... luck really happens?"

Rosetta's eyes fell on Matilda, and after looking for a few seconds, he sighed: "You are more optimistic than I thought, child, but I don't think such academic things will develop as you said."

Matilda smiled and did not answer anything immediately. She just looked at Rosetta's face very focusedly, as if she suddenly discovered something, and looked very seriously. A warm smile appeared in her eyes, which made Rosetta frown: "Why do you suddenly look at your father like this?"

"You often laugh now," Matilda's tone was a little happy, "not only did you laugh, but you would also express helplessness and anger very directly - although you always have a stern face in formal occasions."

Rosetta didn't expect that Matilda was thinking about this. He was stunned for a moment, and then his expression gradually relaxed - the face that had once become hard for more than twenty years and had a cold face now brought back the warmth of flesh and blood. Although his own temperament still made this face look a little serious and scary, he knew that his keen daughter could see all his changes from the details of this face.

He finally looked more like a father in front of Matilda than a symbol that was gradually heading towards the end.

Rosetta smiled and did not continue on this topic, but talked about the symbols and the "listening plan" that Cecil is currently undertaking: "Now many scholars are shocked by the discovery of the Cecils. People with more flexible thinking now have similar ideas: There are other sentient beings outside our planet, which is consistent with the information that Gauven Cecil revealed to us during the last insider contact. On this matter, I want to hear your opinion.

"How do you think of the civilization that sends the signal? What do you think they are sending these things for? Do you think they are friendly?"

Matilda lowered her eyelids and slowly said in her thoughts: "The things they sent are extremely basic 'mathematical languages'. These mathematical languages ​​are not profound and difficult knowledge, but things that can be understood as long as a certain civilized ethnic group can be developed. Therefore, I agree with His Majesty Gowen Cecil: the only purpose of these materials is 'self-introduction', to show that they are a wise ethnic group and have a set of mathematical cognition - and as long as the world we live in is consistent and uniform in basic laws, then this set of 'mathematical cognition' is a universal ruler and business card.

"As for whether this civilization sends a signal is friendly or not... Actually, I think this question is not important. When we cannot even touch the other party and the other party's background is completely unknown, we have to be mentally prepared from "extremely evil" to "extremely good". Compared to this question, I actually hope to confirm how far that civilization is from us as soon as possible."

Rosetta pondered for a moment and said softly: "How far is it... In the terms of astrologists, no matter how far it is, it is a 'astronomical distance'..."

...

In a large arcane torrent laboratory, Cecil Empire, the Institute of Magical Technology, Kamier is quietly floating directly above an artificial element pool.

The metal constraining ring around the large elemental pool was flashing with light blue rune light, and there were two magic conduits cast by crystals, about one meter in diameter, standing on both sides of the elemental pool. There was a dazzling pure arcane energy squirting out from the conduit, connecting the floor and the roof like a straight stream of flames. These powerful energy worked together, and finally formed a powerful energy field in the air above the elemental pool. Kamier floated in the center of the energy field. The rune armor sheets on his body shone brightly, and the arcane energy that formed his body slowly flowed, and thin lightning flashes continued to burst out from his body, communicating and exchanging the arcane energy in the air.

This arcane master was not actually conducting any precise magic experiments. He was just thinking, using the power of arcane resonance to "active" himself so as to enter a state of "thinking overload".

According to the weird words invented by His Majesty, this is called "overclocking".

In the "overclocking" state, Carmier's thinking efficiency has been greatly improved, and the flashes and connections of ideas have become faster and more acute. However, even so, he still feels that his thinking speed is not fast enough, or... he cannot handle those "shocking news" that are too huge and exciting.

He recalled the meeting held by Gao Wen not long ago, which convened all the master scholars and subverted everyone's three views in just half a day's agenda. He recalled the things announced at that meeting, the information about the demon tide, the "closed-loop system" of gods, and the lights of civilizations that are clear and dead among the stars.

It is said that those information comes from the ancient memory of the Dragon God, a god who knows the most secrets in the world and has now completely freed from the constraints, so it has a high credibility - Carmire does not doubt His Majesty's judgment on this, and it is precisely because of this deep belief that he is uneasy by the information, and even feels that his arcane body is boiling due to the overly active thinking process.

The state of "thinking overload" lasted for a while, the sparks surging in the elemental pool gradually subsided, and the bright flame flow in the energy ducts on both sides finally gradually returned to dimness. Carmire slowly escaped from the active energy field. Seeing the tiny lights jumping on his body disconnected from the leaping sparks in the air one by one, the ancient arcane master breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, he suddenly felt the nearby breath and heard a familiar voice coming from the side: "It's rare to see you so long."

"Your Majesty?" Carmier looked in surprise in the direction where the voice came. Seeing Gao Wen standing at the door of the laboratory and smiling at him, he was a little panicked, "Ah, sorry, I was too immersed just now and didn't notice you..."

"It's okay, I'll just come and take a look," Gao Wen waved his hand indifferently and walked towards Carmier. "But you, you don't seem to have recovered from the information you learned a few days ago?"

"... Sorry," Kamier sighed with shame, "Maybe it was the limitation of life form, and the fluctuations in thinking and emotions had a much greater impact on me than those ordinary people with flesh and blood. I spent more time adjusting my state, but now it seems that my state has not been completely back."

"I can understand that not everyone can easily accept the huge impact of the 'truth of the world', especially when these truths run contrary to our habitual cognition," Gao Wenban wanted to pat Kamair on the shoulder, but after discovering that the other party had no shoulders and only had a bunch of flashing sparks, he just patted the rune armor piece at the other party's arm. "When I knew what the essence of the magic wave was, I also felt that my cognition had been rebuilt once."

"The misplaced observer... The nature of the demon tide is indeed shocking, and it also forces many of our previous research to start over," Kamair's body made a buzzing sound, and his voice seemed very low. "But compared to the nature of the demon tide, what really makes me difficult to calm down are the signals that once echoed in the star space, but now they are extinguished..."

"Those signals..." Gao Wen pinched his chin and couldn't help but repeat.

"Behind every signal is a civilization that is as developed and even more developed as ours. Every time the signal is extinguished, it means that a group with the same wisdom as us will eventually fall on the road to 'promotion'. The 'big filter' you mentioned is real, it lies like a natural chasm in the starry sky. When you think of this, who can calm down?"

Gao Wen did not answer because at this moment, he found that he suddenly understood something that he had not figured out before and had even subconsciously ignored for a long time.
Chapter completed!