Narithir's words caused a momentary comprehension obstacle for everyone on the scene. No one could translate the result in grammatical or semantics. A sentence even appeared in Gaowen's mind - the words and knowledge of the gods are difficult for mortals to understand. Even if you hear His voice clearly, you cannot understand His intentions...

He immediately shook his head and threw out the thoughts in his mind: This sentence is definitely not used to describe the situation in front of him...

"What's the specific situation?" He looked at the girl in the holographic projection. "You said there was a 'legless woman'? Is the invader a leftless woman?"

Naritiel nodded immediately and gestured a very tall gesture: "And she is very tall, like a tower, she ran all the way to the unconscious area of ​​the border of the neural network, and she was there to escape..."

Gao Wen frowned a little bit. After realizing that it would be difficult to grasp the effective information if you continue to communicate like this, he interrupted Naritiel: "You wait there first, I will enter the Internet and have a direct conversation with you."

Narithir nodded: "Oh, OK."

"You guys deal with the follow-up of the network connection here," Gao Wen turned to look at Rebecca and Kamier beside him. "Although the network looks normal now, we can't relax our vigilance - track and observe the status of all hubs for another twenty-four hours, while continuing to monitor abnormal signals in the network. In addition... Kamier, import the Siren Runes into the network and use the form of full-domain broadcast."

The last one was what he suddenly thought of a second ago - recalling Naritiel's messy description and clues he had observed in his previous vision, he vaguely felt that the truth behind this matter was probably extraordinary.

After completing a series of arrangements, Gao Wen did not waste time in the real world and quickly entered the neural network where Naritiel was through the connection device.

...

This "new world" built on the node of the human brain consciousness has experienced a storm. Now everything has subsided. The special nature of the virtual world has allowed it to repair itself at an extremely fast speed. The traces left by the storm are rapidly fading around the world. Now only a few cracks and chaotic lines in the horizon are left as evidence, telling Gao Wen that an uninvited guest had "visited" here.

Located in the mirrored imperial capital at the center of the "New World", a large pyramid-like building stands at the corresponding position of the "Palace of Cecil" in reality. This large pyramid facility is the projection of the Imperial Computing Center and a series of distributed computing stations in the online world, and here it assumes the responsibilities of a similar management center.

At this moment, senior technical leaders responsible for managing neural networks have gathered in the largest conference hall in the pyramid, including some former Archbishops of the Eternal Sleeper and several experts from the Institute of Magic Technology. When Gao Wen walked into the hall, he was alone.

"I saw traces left in the sky outside," he said casually, "It seems that the fluctuations in the neural network are much more serious than in the real world."

"We experienced a storm, and some kind of interfering 'oscillation' spread throughout the world," a ball of swelling and squirming starlight aggregate floated in the air on the conference table, and the voice of Mergol III came out of it. "But this storm did not substantially destroy anything, but caused a large-scale visual interference - now the restoration work is about to end."

"This helps us judge the true intentions of the 'invader'," Gowen nodded and looked at one of the two special seats on his left. "Naretir, project the scene you see here directly-if those images are 'safe'."

Naritiel obviously understood the meaning of "safety" in Gaowen's mouth. She stood up and nodded while opening her hands: "It's very safe - the unsafe part has been 'eated' by me."

As her voice fell, a large number of chaotic light and shadow suddenly spread around everyone, and then formed a projection illusion that could cover the entire hall. In the thick fog that was as fluttering as smoke and sea, Gao Wen and others saw the pursuit battle that took place not long ago in the network border area - they saw the shadow that flew across the border, the "lady" who was obviously impossible to be a human, the confrontation and entanglement between the white spider and the invader, and the invader's escape...

Gao Wen opened his eyes wide and watched with all his attention. As the picture changed, he captured more and more details. When he noticed the symbolic symbols in the realm of magic and heard part of the conversation between the "invader" and Narithir, his brows immediately frowned and his face became more and more calm.

Aside him, a large number of former archbishops of the Eternal Sleeper also showed serious expressions. Obviously, these experts who had been dealing with the "power of gods" for half a lifetime (or for a lifetime/two lifetimes) also had similar associations with Gao Wen.

That invader...has a very obvious "mythical" feature.

Soon, Naretiel's "memories" ended, and the illusions in the hall receded like a tide, and Gao Wen immediately looked at the witnesses of all this: "Nartiel, did you feel that the other party has some kind of 'trait' similar to you when you were entangled with this invader? For example... a certain aura that you and Duvalter both have..."

Gao Wen expressed his thoughts quite hard. He found that human vocabulary was so poor when describing this concept of super-experience. In addition, Naretiel is another "young god" with less experience. It was difficult for him to explain clearly what he wanted to say. But in the end, Duvalter, who was sitting next to Naretiel, understood what he meant. The old man in black nodded and replied in place of his "divine half-body": "There is a similar aura. When Naretiel came back, she mentioned that the invader was a little like 'our'...same kind."

Almost everyone's faces were instantly shining.

Naritiel then added seriously: "It's just like the same kind, and the difference is still very big - I have more legs than her..."

Gao Wen: "…"

Why is this white spider so obsessed with the problem of legs?

Naritiel's weird persistence in "legs" almost made everyone's emotions lose their coherence, but the seriousness of the situation in front of him quickly made everyone focus on the main business. Selena Ger, who had never spoken, stood up: "So we can roughly be sure that a god invaded our network..."

Yuri broke his silence: "It's not necessarily an intrusion, it's more like using our network to execute other plans..."

"That is essentially an invasion," Magnan shouted, "He did not seek any consent..."

"The key now is the identity of this god. Among the known gods, which god is more in line with that image? We can first exclude the god of war..."

The people in the hall began to discuss, and at this moment, Hetty's voice suddenly came from Gao Wen's mind - it was an emergency contact from Hetty from the real world.

"Ancestor," Hetty's voice was filled with a hint of urgency and nervousness, "There is something wrong... Just now, the Grand Admiral Victoria sent a message that his prayers for the goddess of magic suddenly lost feedback."

"What did you say?" Gao Wen's eyes changed instantly, and he suddenly sat upright, and asked quickly in his mind, "What do you mean is the magic goddess... is gone?"

Hetty didn't seem to have expected Gao Wen to come to such a radical conclusion directly. She was stunned for a moment, but soon made a positive reply: "I'm afraid this is the case... Although I'm almost no response to the magic goddess when I prayed to the magic goddess, at least the prayers could feel the psychological feedback and the transcendent gaze from the gods. However, from the beginning, even this most basic feedback disappeared when I prayed to the magic goddess Milmina. The Winter Castle has organized a large number of mages with different strengths and beliefs to conduct several prayer experiments, and the results are the same.

"In addition, I tried it myself when I received the message... I did not respond at all."

Gao Wen said slowly: "According to our study of the operation mechanism of the gods, as long as a god exists, he will definitely be in contact with the believers - prayer will inevitably produce feedback, which will not change with the will of the gods, unless he destroys the gods themselves and falls into fake death like Amoen, or is replaced by the position like the Lord of the Storm..."

"Yes, ancestors," Hetty said in a deep voice, "so there is only one explanation for the situation now: the magic goddess has disappeared...at least, the 'divine position' corresponding to the magic goddess has disappeared."

"...This is probably the truth," Gao Wen responded, "You can stabilize the situation first. The mages are mostly simple letters to the magic goddess, so there should not be too much chaos. First, publish the news of the successful connection, and then release all the things we prepared in advance to deal with unexpected situations, football matches, promotional videos of the new magic drama, as well as aerial documentaries, commercial advertisements, and songs recorded by Wendy... they are all released. In short, let ordinary people have something to watch and occupy their attention first. As for the voices of the mages... the magic goddess has no church, so the extraordinary affairs management department of the Government Affairs Department can connect with those mages - at this stage, only accept information from the public feedback, and everything is waiting for the investigation conclusions of the magic research department.

"This is how I arrange it first, and I will talk about the specific situation after I return to the real world."

"Yes, ancestors."

Herty's contact was disconnected, and Gao Wen turned his attention back to the venue. Wendy, who was sitting not far away, seemed to have noticed something, and cast a curious look: "Your Majesty, what did you think of?"

"That's probably the magic goddess Milmina," Gao Wen exclaimed, with a complicated expression. "Just just now, the magic goddess Milmina's god throne has disappeared."

The people in the hall looked at each other in an instant.

"Naretil," Gao Wen turned to his left, "The 'invader' once told you that she could not have any contact with mortals now, and that she finally broke off her contact with mortals, right?"

"Yes," Naritiel nodded, "and she finally said that she owed a favor, and asked me to tell you that she would pay it back one day... but I always feel that she didn't plan to come back at all..."

"...If everything is as I guess, then she definitely doesn't plan to 'come back'," Gao Wen said slowly. A large number of clues were formed in his mind, and a large number of speculations and assumptions emerged with them. The originally chaotic fog seemed to have dissipated most of the time. The ins and outs of this matter finally gradually took shape in his mind. Under the guess, it was a shocking conclusion. If he hadn't seen Amoen who had faked his death with his own eyes and had a conversation with the other party, he would have never thought about this direction, "Another god who smashed the throne himself..."

Then he shook his head - although he was almost certain that the invader Naretiel encountered was the magic goddess Milmina, and he was also sure that the other party would not intend to "come back", but the "return" here refers to "returning to the divine position". As for the promise of the "magic goddess" and Naretiel to "repay favors"... he maintained his expectation.

The reason is very simple - it is difficult for God to lie, and he will not make promises at will. Even the gods who have freed the shackles of the God's position still seem to be limited in this regard.

But now it is obviously not the time to think about how a god would "repay favors" - after a god who acted will suddenly run away, there was still a lot of messes left.

Of course, He left behind not only a mess. For Gao Wen, who is very good at seizing interests, there are a lot of valuable clues in this mess, which can help him understand the rules of the operation of the gods and even use them to infer the status of other gods.

Maybe…it’s time to talk to Amoen again.

...

The deepest part of the fortress of disobedience is located in the "court area" of the shadow world. Countless boulders are connected to form broken land floating in the air. The metal fragments of ancient times and the restraint devices left by the Gondor era are crisscrossed, jointly fixing the huge "corpse" of the white deer.

In this dark and chaotic world, Amoen was dormant as always, and loneliness and silence seemed meaningless to Him.

But suddenly, His closed eyes opened again, and his eyes were as bright as gemstones staring at the depths of the shadow world.

A figure of lilac with many light balls and runes suddenly appeared in the depths of the vast and chaotic darkness, flying over like a gust of wind, and swept across not far ahead of Amoen like a gust of wind.

Amoen quietly watched the "wind" appear and go away. He looked at the direction of the disappearance of the other party, waited patiently for a while, and after a while, he saw the lavender figure flying rapidly from the distance again.

The figure stopped, and a lady as tall as a bell tower, with a dim light all over her body standing on the fragmented earth of the shadow world. He stared at Amoen lying there, making a puzzled and unexpected voice: "You... it turns out..."

But the next second, she shook her head: "No, I have to be isolated deeper..."

Before he finished speaking, the lady turned into a "wind" again when she was Tathagata, and flew rapidly and extremely deeply into the depths of the shadow world. In the darkness, there was only a sound gradually moving farther and farther into Amoen's ears:

"Don't say I've been here!"

Amoen made no sound or movement throughout the whole process. He just looked silently, and all this was reflected quietly in his eyes, which were as bright as crystal-cast.
Chapter completed!