Pillars of Ita

Chapter 1027 The plan of the empire in act 358, and the answer

Fang Plover stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the vast shadow of the sea of ​​trees below, like a dark green shadow extending to the horizon.

He watched the forest stretch beneath his feet, passing over the ship's side, stepping back.It's not the first time he's been here, but every time he feels the same magnificence of this sea of ​​trees.

The shadow of the tower can already be seen in the distance, standing alone among the sea of ​​trees, beside it is Selva, the stronghold of the empire in the sea of ​​trees, and the spire of the Church of Knowledge in the small town stands opposite the tower.

The Tower of the Winter Solstice is quite different from the one on the shore of Nevad Long Lake, and its construction time was earlier than that one. The people who built these minarets are a mystery, and they may be elves.

Possibly earlier occultists as well.

In short, it has been guarding here so silently. After thousands of years, the surface is full of marks left by history.

The tower probably witnessed the youth of the empire. The architectural style is full of rough and majestic beauty from that era. The wind and rain have knocked marks on it, and smoothed the edges and corners of the stone bricks.

After going to the airship tower in Selva, and then getting down from the tower, passing through the quiet and uninhabited woods, and seeing the high tower from the ground again, I have another different feeling.

Many centuries ago, the tower builders built this tower with stones. The tall tower is square, and there are no holes or windows on the tower, only a closed and quiet huge arch.

The gate was fifteen feet high and towered over the crowd.

The young people participating in the competition are whispering to each other, and there are no more, no less, a total of fifty people who arrived here.

Luo Wei and the others were by his side, and Fang Yan also saw Vikki and Zheng Yongzai beside her. The two greeted him. The girl's attitude was not very good, but at least it didn't get worse.

The Artisans' Guild—or the Alchemists' Guild as it was called in the Empire—had preached that the second part of the trial was not so much a challenge as an encounter.

It is a reward for the series of difficult and dangerous challenges they have passed before.

In essence, it is similar to the younger generation of alchemists going to Colin-Ishurian's Tower of Summer's End, except that various recommendations and qualifications are required there.

Either it was approved by the owner of the tower.

But here, the young alchemists gain from the tower only by how far they can go in the tower.

In other words, how many doors are opened in the Hall of Thousand Doors will ultimately determine how many of the 50 people can go to the blooming inner court of Einbrok.

In the eyes of alchemists, the holy place is extremely sacred, the Hall of the Holy King.

To be precise, it is half of the 50 people, plus five, a total of 30 people can receive this honor.

The young alchemists are here to prove their level with everything they have learned. If two of them go as far, their qualifications will only depend on the time of their succession.

Therefore, before the contestants arrived here, the team leaders urged them to pay attention to the time factor in all activities in the tower.

It's just that the soul fingerprint didn't say much about it to the Plover. After all, if the person who got No.1 in the first trial couldn't go to the Hall of the Holy King, it would make people doubt the second. The authenticity of field trials.

She couldn't think of the possibility of such a scene happening, so she only conveyed Ming's words:
'Opportunities in the Twin Towers Trial are not available to everyone. You can try to open the doors that interest you as much as possible and go far enough. '

"I heard that you broke the record in the Xiajin Tower, but that guy An Luoser has been tight-lipped about how many doors you opened. If possible, I hope you can also break a record here for me to see." . '

As for the record he broke, Fang Plover didn't have the nerve to mention it. Mr. An Luoser didn't mention it probably because of the same reason.

If he remembered correctly, he was at the end.

Fang Plover looked at the magnificent gate silently. The patterns on the gate came from a rather ancient time. It is said that those were actually left by the tower builders.

He actually knew those patterns, and they were related to the oathkeepers.

"The Silver Helmets are the holy guards of the magic emperor. In the war about the past, the Silver Helmets were the backbone of mortal strength. They have gone through many epic battles, and the remaining ones are still the most trustworthy in the empire. Guards, they guard all the secrets about the empire."

In the silvery space of the tower, Farif is telling the story about history when he came:
"The Lightbringers are the knights of the Loya elves. They fought side by side with the first generation of elf king Quevenlar. They once galloped on the battlefield, and now they guard the holy white woodland. They have already lost everything except the white branches and shadows." Don't ask any more."

"Oathkeepers, of all men, are the ones who best observe the line between darkness and light."

For some reason, Fang Plover thought of Ms. Misu.

He had seen the haunting darkness in Traveler's Rest, and the dragon's wings and the golden ring of flame lingered in his mind like shadows.

The taciturn innkeeper, Mazak and his old servant, and the story of the Oathkeepers.

But the oathkeepers in the Istonia sand sea are just one of the mysterious tribes scattered on the continents.

He asked Princess Rupert, and Her Royal Highness said that she had probably heard of those people in the past, but they have always been quite mysterious in the sand sea, and have never had much contact with the outside world.

But the Oathkeeper has actually been to many places.

As early as when they took over the dragon-slaying sword from the goblins and made an oath with blood, they spread quietly in this world.

They just hide in most corners of the world, and abide by their own oath.

"So what is the power of darkness, the oathkeepers who drank the dragon's blood and finally had to accept the fate of becoming monsters," he asked at the time, "but alchemy also comes from the green, using the same Power also has different properties, how to define the properties?"

"The power of darkness comes from many similar worlds, and a huge disaster broke out in those worlds at the same time," Farif replied, "When the starlight dims, that world becomes a void with only existence. shell, a worldwide 'corpse'."

"And just as the dead will long for life," the old man's old face wrote those memories of the past, he recalled the knowledge he had learned, "those dead worlds will instinctively be attracted by the still shining stars , it will come close to our world, and when the two worlds get too close, disaster strikes."

In the dream shown to him by the Dragon Queen Alyssa, Fang Plover saw a corner of the dying world.

"Will Etalia become like that too," he asked, "Can the world that lost its starlight be 'resurrected' again?"

"Have you ever been to the ashen land of the empire," Farive asked, "to the south of Lutherne, where there was a great battle, magic scars the land, and it lasts all day long, and the dead are twisted by power Under the leadership, they turned into undead. Those soulless creatures wandered in that land, coveting the living in the past, but they occasionally met someone who was unfortunate, but after eating flesh and blood, would they become living again? "

Farif shook his head, "The extinguished starlight cannot be ignited again, and the dead world cannot be filled with vitality again, just like the dead cannot be resurrected from the dead."

"So the shadow people killed their own world with a sword," Fang Plover murmured, "Their world died afterward, together with everything in the whole world, even including themselves."

"That world has turned into undead," he asked in a low voice, "About that world... everything in those worlds has become a source of darkness."

It's like a plague, or a black hole.There is no place where stars shine in a void, and it is endlessly longing for, yearning for those worlds that still have stars shining.

This is an irreversible process, and anyone who touches that sword becomes a part of that sword.

The starlight will become the source of its nourishment, and those people will also become part of the darkness.

Fang Yan suddenly thought of the taboo alchemy that Xingmen Port pursued. Those stone slabs from under the deep sea did not just record knowledge.

Danger is also recorded.

But it was also the first time he realized that there was not only one such world, but many.

Therefore, the evil star comes again and again. Behind the greenery is a collection of many similar unfortunate worlds. The occultists and oathkeepers have been doing their best to protect their own worlds.

Let Atalia not repeat the same mistakes.

Those cold and dead worlds seemed to him like cold tombstones, with the epitaph of a world engraved on the inscriptions.

The epitaph is a mockery from fate, like a ghost, holding a long chain in his hand, and the other end of the chain is tied to those who made it all.

Fang Yan couldn't help but think of those Dragon Worshipers.

The same ignorance, the same insensitivity turned themselves into servants of fate.

And that chain is exactly their desire for eternal life, but sometimes eternal life is not a blessing, or it may be the endless curse given to them by the god of death.

Just like what the filmmakers are going through.

Fang Yan felt a little worried in his heart. Is everything from the past reappearing now?Is there a conspiracy hidden behind the fire in El Pachin?

Will the world after this star gate become like that?
He asked: "Since this is the case, aren't the people of the empire now retracing the path of shadow people?"

"No," Farif shook his head, "It all starts with the big prophecy, have you heard of the big prophecy?"

Fang Plover shook his head.

"It's not surprising that you don't know, after all, it happened centuries ago," Farif replied, "Those strange rumors are only circulated among the nobles, and not many people have mentioned them anymore."

He continued, "That was about 700 years ago. Before the great battle south of Lutherne, astrologers gathered there to perform a divination about the future of Etalia."

"The divination predicted many things, about the division and reconstruction of the empire, about the birth of the Northern Empire, and the establishment of the seven wizard families."

"Even about the second world, about the seven obelisks, they are actually the result of that prophecy. That big prophecy even predicted the disaster of the dragon witch that happened in Colin-Ishurian a few centuries later."

"But one of the most important results in the prophecy is about the end of the world, the return of disaster, and the return of the dead enemy."

Farif said in a chant tone:
"A bright blue comet walks in the sky, and its long light tail is reflected in the sea of ​​ether. The first disaster is a fire that overthrows everything, and the whole of Etalia will be reduced to ashes in the sea of ​​​​fire."

"That's the whole picture of the prophecy."

The old man walked in the direction of the towering crystal, "Seven centuries have passed, and the prophecies have been verified one by one. Many, many years ago, the empire began to prepare for the catastrophe that would destroy the world."

He turned his head and looked at Fang Plover, his silver-gray eyes shone with an indescribable light, "Actually, not only the people of the Empire, but also the people of Kaolin. Do you still remember the age of exploration, the upsurge of going to the second world?" , there are shadows of the royal family and nobles behind them..."

"But the Chosen Ones are also involved," Fang Yan seemed a little confused, "but why don't we know anything about it?"

"It's normal, it's just that you are in a different position," Farif shook his head, "As you said, your government and your alliance have also made a lot of effort in this, haven't they?"

He pointed out another point, "Do you still remember the seven obelisks? I think you have heard of them. It has been rumored in those days. I heard that there was a big war in the northern border of Ishurian because of this, and that you and the Imperials war between the

Fang Plover suddenly understood.

Regarding the legend of the seven obelisks, he had not only heard of them, but had also seen those obelisks himself.

It's just that ordinary people attract attention to superficial phenomena, and rumors spread in Gulla, in Sanshak and even in the wilderness of Rotao.

It seems to have been created out of thin air. Doesn't this mean that someone is behind all this?

Now that he thinks about it, his encounter with Miss Attila and the others, the real starting point of his adventure, seems to be derived from this fable.

Fang Yan was silent for a while, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional in his heart.

"Everything the empire is doing now is just a preparation for the prophecy," Farif said. "Now the empire is not repeating the same mistakes, but re-examining everything the elves gave us."

The old man looked up at the crystal standing in the tower, tapped lightly with his hand, the crystal gave out a dull echo, which was the pulse of ether.

"Of course we know the history of alchemy and the taboos in it," he said, "and the peeking from the abyss behind it. But if we don't improve ancient alchemy, we can't get everything we have today."

He sighed slightly, "Mortals are too weak, we have no choice but to accept this gift. Everything we have is based on alchemy, even the Altaria that still exists today."

"It's just what the elves have done. Can we reproduce it?" Artush continued, "This is a question that the former emperor asked us."

Farif said: "But His Majesty doesn't know, this question was actually asked by his ancestors seven centuries ago."

"Seven centuries ago, wait..."

Fang Yan was taken aback.He suddenly came to his senses, and said, "During the Northern Empire period, could it be the ancestor of that emperor?"

"It's the one you think of, the founder of the dynasty," Artush replied, "He once walked with the three geniuses Jeldham, Hellingwell, and Friston, and he personally agreed to the plan , and then destroyed it with his own hands."

He looked at Fang Plover, "You must be aware of the reason. But in fact, because of the big prophecy, the imperial people have never given up their efforts in this direction since then. We even joined forces with the lizardmen and borrowed them. The artifacts are all for the purpose of improving this path—"

Fang Plover did not expect there to be so many twists and turns and stories.

He couldn't help but think of the lizard prince of Andasok, Tenarak.Is it just a coincidence that the envoys of the Great Council came to the empire at this time?

"So what you and Mr. Curator want to tell me," Fang Yan asked, "is that the people of the Empire are actually improving the technology, improving the technology that the three geniuses got from the Green Star?"

But is that true?

Although ancient alchemy was also improved by the Numelin elves.

Theoretically speaking, what was feasible in the past can naturally be reproduced now.Although the elves are superb in craftsmanship, mortals have been equally good for 1000 years.

But the nightmare creatures he saw in the tree sea space were exactly the same as the scene he saw on the shadow people floating ship.Those weird and twisted products are definitely not the technology of this world.

Although that is just a phantom.

But since the imperial people can reproduce everything in the tower, it means that they must have mastered the corresponding technology in reality.

In the face of the imminent pressure of survival, who will guarantee that people will not take desperate risks at the last moment?

After all, compared with what needs to be paid, the future of the world seems to be some illusory things, but the catastrophe is coming again, and the sinking of Altaria seems to be in sight.

Ordinary people may not be aware of it yet, but the declining readings of Guy's crystals reported by craftsmen's associations all over the place point to this fact.

At least the influence brought by the green is still continuing, and the only three remaining floating continents in the world are at risk of sinking into the abyss.

"Are you worried that the empire will take risks?"

"If it fails, it's hard to guarantee that no one will be eager for quick success," Fang Yan said, "The assumption of the Silver Tower must be based on the fact that everything the empire does is correct."

His tone was rarely serious: "But once someone picks up that sword, we can't turn back. The empire is doing such dangerous things, and it's hard not to be taken advantage of by those who want to."

He pointed out, "Even if the starting point is good, good intentions may not necessarily lead to good results. I am more worried about the traces of Dragon Worship behind this."

From everything Colin-Ishurian saw, he was reminded of the possibility.

What Fang Yan was even more worried about was that there might even be people on the other side of the star gate involved in it in reality.If the information they get is after being misled.

So how many points are left that point to the truth?

He had to wonder.

Artush and Farif looked at each other, both of them had strange expressions in their eyes.

When Farif looked at Fang Plover again, he couldn't help but nodded with great satisfaction, "Very well, if you think so, it means that you are indeed the one chosen by Miss Tata."

He smiled slightly, "After all, everyone looks at the problem from their own perspective. If some key information is missing, it is not surprising to draw such a conclusion from this perspective. But in fact, since you and Miss Tata appeared The answer to that question has already been readily solved from the moment of—”

"?"

Fang Plover was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the two of them suspiciously.

The old man smiled and replied: "The original intention of the existence of the Silver Tower is to protect all the knowledge and secrets of mortals since the time of Numerin. Whether it is the second technical route or everything prepared for the return of the evil star, the occultists All involved."

"Even Artush, me, and Miss Tata have given everything for this ideal, otherwise we would not be standing here today," Farif said, "but the reason why we think all this is feasible , naturally because we have succeeded before.”

After the old man said this sentence, he shut up and said nothing more.He only looked at Fang Plover with a smile, and together with Artush on the side, both of them had complicated expressions in their eyes.

They seem to be looking at a very wonderful thing, with an expression that is almost lost and found,

Not only him, even Miss Goblin was startled slightly after hearing this sentence, a heavy light flashed in her eyes, and then she suddenly understood.

"Wait," Fang Yan looked at these people, and he naturally felt the subtle psychological changes in his Miss Dragon Soul, "What are you playing riddles again?"

"Do you still remember," Artush said, "The question asked by the former emperor——Can we reproduce what the elves did?"

He went on to say, "The answer to that question is actually what we have been pursuing. We had a direction, but that direction and the answer were burned in a fire 50 years ago."

"The big fire..." Fang Yan couldn't help but speak.

Artush nodded, that was the fire that turned the Silver Tower of Elpaxin into ashes 50 years ago.

He looked at Fang Plover and replied: "All that is just an effort to achieve the same goal, starting from Miss Tata's grandmother's generation - the fairies are not related by blood, but they are all the seeds of light born on the same tree -"

"In fact, since then, we have started to work on this plan," Farif continued, "We simulated the internal structure of the light crystal and confirmed that the fairy dragon soul can exist. So at that time in fact We've got that potential answer—"

"If the fairy dragon soul can exist, it indirectly means that non-attribute crystals of a certain strength must exist in this world."

The old man looked at Fang Plover with a smile in the corner of his eyes, "So young man, do you understand? Let me give you a little hint, the key to the problem is actually the tower-type magic furnace—"

Wait, Fang Plover felt that his brain was about to be overloaded.

Of course he knew that the Imperials were studying the tower-type magic furnace, and he also understood that it was probably because of the design drawings left by those three geniuses.

But non-attribute crystals, tower-type magic furnaces—what's the relationship between them?Fang Plover frowned slightly, faintly feeling that he seemed to have grasped that crucial node.

Wait, tower-type magic furnace, non-attribute crystal?
He suddenly raised his head.

It is so, it is so!
The answer turned out to be this.What he should have thought of when he was researching the magic furnace, Fang Plinter even felt a little annoyed that the answer the imperial people were looking for turned out to be in it.

Then it all makes sense.

Why did the imperial people admire the magic tower furnace so much, and why did they even go to Estonia to find the answer to that question.

Because there are not only tower-type magic furnaces there, but also green stars.

But the Imperials were in fact misguided.

And he was misled by the Imperials.

What is the form of the magic furnace they discovered from the underground of Nozpitz?The imperial people may think that it is just an ordinary, even a bit old tower-type magic furnace.

That is the answer sheet left by the three geniuses, and it is also where all the questions lie.

They couldn't get an answer from the tower magic furnace.

But from the moment he saw the magic furnace, he had found the real answer to that question.

Because it's not just a tower magic furnace.

That is a non-attribute crystal magic furnace.

Therefore, the imperial people's research on the tower-type magic furnace has actually gone astray. So many imperial alchemists have been confused by appearances.

At this moment, Fang Yan felt a kind of enlightenment.

The tower-type magic furnace, the empire's research on the tower-type magic furnace, the key to the improvement route, is actually so simple and so clear.

No attribute crystal.

"You should have figured it out," the old man continued, "The road of improvement, in fact, those three geniuses were more or less aware of this, so they left the relevant design drawings."

"It's just that they woke up a little later, and at that time they broke with the emperor too decisively. We don't know what happened afterwards. It's just that the people of the empire were confused by the appearance of the tower magic furnace and didn't notice it. The real meaning of those blueprints left by the geniuses—”

"Actually, we were also bewitched," Artush replied, "but the occultists were so deeply involved in this plan that Farif and I were already in awe the moment we saw you and Miss Tata. I realized it. We were all wrong, the real answer is the non-attribute crystal."

Fang Zhi's heart was pounding.

Of course he understood what Artush was talking about. They had already verified the structure of the light crystal. If the fairy dragon soul existed, then the Type Zero crystal must exist.

He and Miss Tata are here, which has already proved that Hein-Fam's technical route is successful.

Not to mention, he also demonstrated the design method of the non-attribute crystal in the competition.

More importantly, more importantly...

He suddenly connected the whole clue, why Helinwell went to Colin-Ishurian with the design of the non-attribute crystal.

Why is the legacy of Hein-Fam in that place.

Even why the shards of Hailin crystal were taken to that place, all the questions seemed to vaguely point to that answer.

But the key now is who is leading all this behind the scenes.

He looked at Artush and Farif, but he couldn't get the answer. The fire in Alpaxin burned everything, and also burned the key clues behind it.

"However, Farif and I promised you to keep a secret for you," Artush continued, "so before you arrived at the Silver Tower, we didn't mention anything about the second technical route to the Empire. .You don’t have to worry, there won’t be a fourth person to know about the Holy Crystal until the plan is actually realized.”

"That's why the empire is still researching the tower-type magic furnace," Farif said, "but once they incorporate the improvement of non-attribute crystals into that plan, then everything can get back on track."

"Of course, there's no need to be in a hurry. Compared to this, there is another more interesting thing. The chairman, you should know that he is the tower guard of the Winter Solstice Tower. You left some little surprises, before that little surprise is revealed, it’s better to let those people work in vain for a while.”

Probably thinking of something, the old man couldn't help but smile.

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　From yesterday to today's chapter, I changed it again and again
　　
　
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