The god is dead.

Gao Wen stared at the words carved on the stone for a long time, and seemed to be silent because he didn't know what to react for a moment. Behind him, Yuri and the other three also leaned over, and the distorted dark red marks caught everyone's eyes.

"...All the ancestors of my family..." Magnan widened his eyes, "What does this mean?"

Gao Wen finally realized from the initial shock. Although he saw such a blasphemy at the entrance of the temple, he still remembered the code of not believing in the sandbox No. 1 to make any conclusions easily. At this time, he immediately learned more from Selena: "Didn't the previous group of explorers see this sentence in this city?"

"No, I can be sure," Selena said immediately. "Although the previous group of exploration teams had not had time to explore the interiors of the buildings in the city, they had already searched the entrance to the temple. If they really saw this sentence, it would be impossible not to report it."

"The god is dead..." Yuri murmured to himself, "When I explored the last time, this sandbox world was empty. Who left this sentence?"

"Think about Phantom Town," Magnan muttered, "there's no one... maybe it's just that we can't see them."

"We should search for this temple, what do you think?" Selena said, turning her eyes to Gowen - although she and the other two Archbishops were "professionals" in Sandbox No. 1, their specific actions must be listened to Gowen's opinions. After all, they may face gods, and in this regard, the "extraterritorial wanderers" are the real experts.

Gao Wen knew what the Eternal Sleepers thought of him. In fact, he did not think he was a professional against gods. After all, this field was too high-end. He really couldn't think of any kind of person who could give guidance on god killing, but he had been in contact with many gods and had participated in the encirclement and cooking actions of the God of Nature (a high-quality folk imitation version). At least in terms of self-confidence, he was much stronger than ordinary people.

Of course, if he adds the theoretical knowledge he obtained when communicating with Veronica and Carmeer on weekdays, and his own experience in studying ancient classics and the collection of books by the Holy Light Sect, he can indeed be considered an expert in theology and the field of anti-gods.

"Search for the temple," he nodded, "religious places are the 'channel' for gods to influence the present world, and they can often in turn show the essence and state of the corresponding gods.

"But remember to be vigilant, and immediately say it after seeing abnormal scenes or hearing suspicious voices. Here, don't trust your mind too much."

The three archbishops nodded, then took steps with Gao Wen and walked towards the interior of the temple building with a strong desert style.

The temple has been abandoned for unknown periods, but it seems to be invincible and ancient, with traces of time.

Behind a short corridor is the hall used for religious activities. The lights used to illuminate the hall have long been extinguished. The huge pillars and the curtains hanging from the sky have intertwined layers of shadows in the hall. The sunlight shone from the narrow high windows shone into the room, and bright "roads" were cut between the shadows. It was the afternoon of the sandbox world. The sunlight shone under the tilt seemed not very strong, adding a mysterious and ancient charm to the entire interior space.

Gao Wen turned his head casually and saw the sun in the sky through the narrow high window. It was also a huge sun. Wood-like patterns appeared on the glorious corona, which looked like the "sun" in the real world.

Living on a satellite orbiting a gas giant planet, the sleepers can't imagine what the sun on other planets look like. In this sandbox, they also set up a round of suns that are no different from the real world.

"This place has been abandoned for at least a few decades...it may also be a century, but not longer," Yuri bent down beside a collapsed stone platform, rubbing his fingers against a piece of heavily weathered fabric that fell from the stone platform. "Otherwise, these things would not have been retained."

"But the words at the door seemed to have just been engraved." Magnan frowned and muttered.

Gao Wen looked at Yuri's actions and asked casually: "Can things in the sandbox world be as weathered and decayed as the real world?"

"Yes," Yuri stood up, "and it was about the same speed as the weathered form of the real world. We refer to these details and parameters directly. After all, rewriting the full set of details is almost impossible for mortals."

"Oh," Gao Wen couldn't help but shook his head helplessly, "How can a god be born in the real world, such a world that is highly similar to the real world not give birth to a similar religious phenomenon."

Selena, who was walking beside her, shook her head: "Before this, did anyone know that the gods were 'born' rather than 'self-existence'?"

The three archbishops were speechless and could only continue to check the clues in the temple in silence.

Magnan walked towards the front of the hall, where there was a special round high window. The light shone from the high window shone on the platform that looked like a pulpit. Slight dust particles were flying in the light, and the uninvited guests who visited the place were disturbed by the original trajectory.

Yuri came to Magnan and asked casually: "Are you sure you have removed the storm of your subconscious mind?"

"Damn it, how many times do you need to confirm - of course I removed it!" Magnan stared, "Has I hurt you many times by using a spiritual storm? Are you so revenge?"

"…I even developed exclusive resistance to the spiritual storm, what do you think?"

"...I-confirm-removed! Absolutely, remove!" Magnan emphasized again with a word, while still looking at the platform like the pulpit. Suddenly, his gaze stagnated and landed in a corner of the ground, "...there are also here."

Yuri looked along the other person's sight and saw only a line of thick marks deeply imprinted on the stone slab, which were exactly the same as the one at the entrance of the temple.

The god is dead.

The two archbishops were silent for a moment before Magnan suddenly spoke: "Yuri, to be honest, do you believe what is said?"

"There is only one 'god' in the sandbox. If this sentence is true and the god is really dead, then we can go back and celebrate," Yuri said with a wry smile. "It's a pity that the people who are polluted are still polluted, and the out-of-control sandbox shows no sign of recovery. At this moment, I can only feel that the god is dead. "

Magnan nodded in agreement: "Yes, no matter who has left these terrible words here, his consciousness doesn't look normal..."

On the other side, Gowan and Selena were checking several rooms connected to the hall.

In a showroom behind the pulpit, which seemed to be dedicated to collecting important items, they saw many things offered by believers, placed in square holes on the walls and were properly kept.

Selena frowned slightly, looking at the exquisite gold and silver utensils and jewelry: "The upper narrators are devoutly believed by the locals...these offerings are probably only a small part."

"It's a pity that these ordinary things should not have any meaning to a god." Gao Wen said casually, and then his eyes were attracted by a single, gorgeous and exquisite one-handed sword. The one-handed sword was not placed in the wall hole like an ordinary offering, but on a platform at the end of the room, and was protected by a sign around, and there seemed to be text on the platform, which looked particularly unique.

Gao Wen came to the platform and saw a line of text on it:

The most holy and great king Balmora offered to my Lord, the hot summer day of the year of chamomile.

"It seems that a king is dedicated to the upper narrator..." Gao Wen looked at the line of words and said casually.

"King Balmora..." Selena also saw the line of words, and a trace of thought appeared in her expression, "I seem to have some impression."

"Oh?" Gao Wen raised his eyebrows. He originally thought it was an insignificant name, but he felt a strange look in Selena's expression, "What did this king Balmora do?"

"According to the information output from the log system, it is a virtual personality automatically generated by the sandbox," Selena said while thinking, "At the beginning of her birth, she was a slave of the city-state of Nim Dower. Afterwards, according to the system settings, she relied on slave gladiators to gain freedom, became one of the guards of the city-state, and was slowly promoted to the captain of the guard..."

"A guard from a slave?" Gao Wen couldn't help but be surprised, "How did he become a king?"

"Let me think about it... According to the time in the sandbox, it should be about two hundred years before the out of control. The city-state of Nim Dower was shrouded in insect scourges, the water source was polluted, and the food was not harvested. Locusts and black beetles ate most of the stored food. The nobles of the city-state fled, and the king also took his confidants and treasures to seek refuge in nearby countries. In the critical situation, the people who were still alive in the city-state decided to recommend a new king - the person who could find a way to fight the insect scourge, and the people who found the food source and the new water source were the new king.

"As you think, this 'sandbox resident' named Balmora did these things - he found the root of the outbreak of the insect plague, found a new source of water with the people in the city-state, and took the soldiers to catch up with some of the fleeing nobles, and regained some of the food they took away... They are all amazing feats, even beyond the 'script' we preset. No 'virtual resident' can do these major events that promote the historical process. Similar things are often done by external input scripts... So I left an impression on this."

"What happened to this great king in the end?" Gao Wen couldn't help asking curiously.

Selena seemed to hesitate for a moment before whispering: "...deleted."

“Deleted?”

"The script deviation is too large, and the sandbox believes that the system is at risk of imbalance, so it automatically corrects it. Balmora's sudden death in his prime was actually deleted - of course, he left his own reputation in the history of Sandbox No. 1, and this part of his reputation has not been reset at least."

Gao Wen didn't speak for a moment, but just looked at the sword placed on the platform quietly, as if he was watching a virtual personality born in a dream world and created by the system, watching him transform from a slave into a soldier, from a soldier into a general, from a general to a king, into a hero, and finally... was deleted.

Suddenly, he had some strange feelings about the beings who were in a state of decline in the sandbox world.

His attention soon returned to the temple belonging to the "upper narrators".

"Then, according to the clues here, the King of Balmora dedicated his sword to the gods," he said to Selena beside him, "that is, in the age of Balmora, the faith of the upper narrator was born, and it has even become the core belief of this city-state of Nime Sandra."

Selena obviously thought of the same thing, and her expression was thoughtful: "It seems...this is it."

"At that time, the sandbox system was not out of control - you external surveillance personnel knew nothing about the emergence and existence of this temple."

“It’s true.”

Gao Wen raised his eyelids: "Why do you think this is?"

Selena thought and said slowly: "Either... it was the upper narrator who distorted time and history after the sandbox got out of control, and weaved a world process that did not exist in the sandbox world. Or the sandbox system was out of control before we thought, and even the monitoring system was deceived."

Gao Wen fell silent.

No matter which possibility, it is not good news.

If it is the first possibility, it means that the upper narrator's erosion and control of the sandbox system is even more serious than expected. He even has the ability to manipulate time and history in the sandbox world, which is beyond simple spiritual pollution;

If it is the second possibility, it means that His pollution leaked earlier than everyone expected, and it means that He is very likely to have left hidden dangers in the real world that have not been detected and may burst out at any time...
Chapter completed!