Seven hundred years ago, Belltila Augustus actually attended the funeral of Govin Cecil...

This incident was really beyond Gao Wen's surprise. He had no impression of this - of course it was normal to have no impression. After all, the main task of his body was to lie in the coffin for people to admire, but there were also a group of big men attending the funeral. The first generation of founding pigeons were all very angry. They could copy benches from Silver Fort to Iron Cross during the palace meeting. Belltila, who had become a dark druid, dared to get close...

All I can say is that she is really concerned about the death of Gowen Cecil.

"It's not difficult," Beltira seemed to know that Gao Wen was surprised by this. She shook her head and smiled helplessly. "At that time, everything would die, it would be far less famous than it was later. You should know that we had just started to move. And... As a high-level druid, I always have a way."

Gao Wen said no, not delving into this issue: "As you said, Gao Wen Cecil made a deal with his soul, so his soul was exhausted after his death, and his body was just a blank body, so he could never be resurrected, then..."

An idea gradually took shape in his mind, although bizarre, but lingering.

He exhaled and said in a deep voice: "This blank body really seems to be prepared for me, right?"

Belltila's eyes widened, apparently she had never thought about it before today.

It was personal feelings and natural vigilance towards wanderers outside the domain that blinded her original keen thinking and judgment ability.

"Don't look at me like this, I know what you are thinking," Gowen glanced at Belltila and shook his head helplessly. "I'm just guessing that I don't know the details - there is no such paragraph in my memory. It may have been erased by others, or even by myself, but we can retain this possibility - the body left by Gowen Cecil was given to me from the beginning."

Gowen Cecil made a deal with a mysterious existence in the Eternal Dark Sea, using his soul as a bargaining chip.

When he just heard this sentence, a wave of turmoil broke out in Gao Wen's heart. He was thinking about the secret of his "resurrection" and the destination of Gowen Cecil's mysterious voyage back then, but there were key links in the middle of everything, and all clues were isolated from each other and could not be a whole.

Until now, the information revealed by Belltila allowed him to make a bold guess - although the clues are still incomplete, at least he can make a reasonable guess:

The so-called deal that Gauven Cecil mentioned to the people around him after returning was this "resurrection" seven hundred years later.

But the target of resurrection was not him, but an alien in the universe.

However, how did Gowen Cecil, an ordinary human, contact satellites far away in space?

Those crystals... the crystals of unknown origin that he handed over to the Mithril Treasure House to keep seem to illustrate some problems.

When Gao Wen came into contact with those crystals, he successfully reconnected with satellites in space, which shows that the functions of those crystals are similar to some kind of "communication medium".

Seven hundred years ago, Gowen Cecil, probably found those crystals during his voyage, perhaps in the so-called "Eternal Dark Sea". Those crystals connected him to Gowen in space. In a communication that was deliberately erased, the souls of the two worlds reached a deal.

As for how this deal was reached, it is unknown what kind of motivation Gowen Cecil had at that time.

But Gao Wen had a vague guess that if all his assumptions were true, then what he was doing now might be the content of the transaction agreement that year.

He breathed slowly.

A series of emotionally stimulating assumptions, but assumptions are ultimately hypotheses. As long as there is insufficient evidence, he cannot take his imagination seriously. These... are just possibilities.

"Outland wanderers will also be trapped by memory problems... This is indeed beyond my expectations," Belltila snorted, "It seems that your tribe is not mentally flawed."

Judging from Belltila's appearance, I don't know how many non-existent characteristics have been made up for those eternal sleepers on the race card of "Extraterritorial Wanderers"... I'm afraid that there is a special "Extraterritorial Wanderers Behavior Characteristics (Integrity) Research Room" in the eternal sleepers.

If you have the chance, Daniel has to investigate. If there is any, see if you can put some "art processing" in...

The most effective way to deal with cultists is to be more versatile than them - this is the biggest experience that Gao Wen has gained after the first time he successfully fooled the Eternal Midnight.

"Of course we have shortcomings, and mortals have shortcomings," Gao Wen said lightly, "and I want to remind you another sentence-at least at this stage, you can regard me as the real Gao Wen Cecil, whether it is out of my inherited memories or his own reputation."

Belltila stared at Gao Wen for a long time, as if facing a difficult choice. Finally, she suddenly laughed: "The real Gao Wen Cecil... Do you know what the real Gao Wen brother would do if he stood here?"

"The first reaction is to cut you down." Gao Wen said lightly.

The expression on Belltila's face was stunned.

"Do you remember what you said in your dream? You've gotten into trouble, a huge disaster," Gao Wen continued expressionlessly, "You have taken a wrong path, but you have to let the Holy Spirit Plain and even Quan Ansu people bear the price for you. Of course, all things will die in the end and you have already received punishment for your own fate, and you have become like this, but Gao Wen Cecil will still draw his sword."

Belltila lowered her eyelids slightly: "...It seems that you have indeed inherited almost all of his memories..."

"But I haven't finished speaking yet-his second reaction was to cut the sword on the ground next to him."

"Why?"

"Because you are Belltila, and because of your appearance now... there is no need to cut another sword," Gao Wen said quietly, "Do you think you are still a living person now?"

Belltila was stunned for a moment.

Her perception spreads, and her spirit spreads in this twisted body.

She could feel the dark and deep earth, the cold air of autumn, she could feel the water flowing through her roots, and she could feel the birds falling on the branches, and the brave little animals had begun to settle down among the branches, in the bushes, and among the grass pits, preparing for a new home.

The wind blew across the sky of Solinburg, and the leaves on the outer edge of the giant tree were shaking, and the huge canopy stretched in the sun, covering the land burned into scorched earth in a very high place.

She has roots here, this is her new home and her eternal prison.

In the chamber of the Dark Underground Palace, Belltila—or part of Belltila’s mimic communication individuals bowed their heads to Gao Wen: “So as an extraterritorial wanderer, what do you think of me?”

"I want to confirm it first," Gao Wen thought for a while, looking down at the Trailblazer Sword in his hand, "If I cut you with one sword here, will you die?"

"...I'm afraid not," Belltila shook her head, "You will only cut off one of my roots. The correct way is to completely destroy the entire tree... This whole tree is my body. Only by using your powerful explosion props, your magic flames that can burn everything, can you completely burn the entire tree and the underground structures be killed.

"It's not easy. In terms of simple survival, my life has achieved a 'great evolution', but I know it's not difficult for your army, you can do it.

"And the stake...is indeed suitable for cultists."

Gao Wen glanced at the sword in his hand and sighed slightly.

"We have set enough fires here, and this land does not have to be burned again," he said as if he was muttering to himself, "and you... just take root here quietly. Your roots may be of some benefit to the people of the Holy Spirit Plain."

Bell pulled his head down, not knowing what he was thinking. It was not until a few seconds later that Gao Wen heard her voice coming: "I understand, Gao Wen...brother."

Gao Wen raised his eyebrows.

This was a deal.

He nodded, bringing the topic back on track: "What else is there in this palace? What is the lower level?"

"The lower level is nothing worth exploring. When the body of the pseudo-god broke free from the bondage, it destroyed the lowest support structure. In order to temporarily imprison Him, the remaining priests finally destroyed the Great Passage and Rock Base Area," Belltila shook his head. "If you don't believe it, you can go down the corridor on the east side to see. I can feel that there is a gap there. You should be able to see the collapsed passage and the stacked rock layers. In fact, if the rock layers on both sides of the underground rift have not squeezed into the middle to form new support, and my roots maintain the underground palace structure, the collapse here will inevitably end up with the lower ones."

Gao Wen frowned. This was a regrettable situation. He was still looking forward to digging out more secrets and even lost technologies from this ancient underground ruin. But now it seems that with the rampant deeds of the artificial god and the priests who died in the end, all the ancient secrets here have been buried underground with the collapse...

"No need to be too regretful," Belltila said immediately, "the lower level itself does not have much stuff - this ancient palace was not built by us. It was from the hands of some ancient civilization that had been lost for many years. Its deep layer was entrenched with forces that even we could not resist. Therefore, for hundreds of years, our main areas of activity were basically in the middle and upper levels - most of the rooms and corridors of the lower level were completely sealed, and there was nothing but the rotten air and the echo of hollowness.

"The only two valuable areas on the lower level are the Grand Priest's room and the Rift Valley area where the body of the false god is created. However, the body of the fake god is no longer there, and the most valuable in the Grand Priest's room..."

As Belltila said, she raised her hand and handed the big book she had been holding in front of her chest forward.

“It’s it.”

Gao Wen's attention shifted to the book with Bell Tira's movements.

The moment he saw it, he felt an unspeakable feeling-

He vaguely felt something familiar from this book. This feeling was slightly similar to the "spiritual resonance" he contacted with satellites, but it was also significantly different, just like... a fake, although he tried his best to imitate it, but it was not the real thing after all.

Or to put it another way, he can feel a clear mental shock when resonating with satellites, but when facing this book, he can feel a similar resonance, but it is vague and confused.

"What is this?" Gao Wen asked curiously.

"The Ultimate Book, the only safe and mortal control we find in the lowest level of this underground palace," said Belltila, "for the past few hundred years, it has belonged to our Grand Patriarch."

"The Ultimate Book... sounds extraordinary." Gao Wen said, while looking at the big black book carefully - he knew that curiosity is one of the driving forces for human progress, and excessive curiosity can also bring danger. Although he did not feel threatened from this book, the origin of this thing is unknown and exuding a strange atmosphere, which is really wary.

…Do you want to touch it?

"The Grand Priest gave it to me before he merged with the body of the false god, hoping that I would lead the end of the world," continued Bertilla, "but as you can see, the end of the world has disappeared, and I... have become like this. This book is useless to me, extraterritorial wanderers, if you want, take it."

Gao Wen thought about it, and finally took the book and carefully opened its cover.

The next second, a voice came from his mind:
Chapter completed!