Embers of Embers

Chapter 582 The Unspeakable
"Although it is a civil war between humans, the other side is no longer human. They have sublimated into a higher level of existence and become a void, conceptual existence."
The Herald continued his narration regardless of the shocked everyone.
“You can think of it as the real god, and we call it the Ineffable One.
It cannot be heard, it cannot be seen, it cannot be spoken.
As long as you are aware of their existence and come into contact with things related to them, the terrible erosion will spread like a wildly growing vine, entangling you and opening up the road between you and it.
As for erosion and demons, it's like the wind. You can't see the existence of the wind, but you can realize the existence of the wind through the rolled leaves and the coolness on the skin. The same is true for erosion. It is just one of these indescribable things. Emissions of power, the medium through which they intervene in matter. "
The pioneer's words completed the conjectures of several people. Before sailing towards the lonely sea, Lorenzo realized the root of the erosion. The reason for the continuous appearance of monsters was the existence of sublimators, but obviously, people like Lorenzo The guy is not the crux of the problem. What really drives the world into madness is the existence called the unspeakable who has reached the end of sublimation.
Lorenzo muttered to himself.
"Just like antimemes, so does erosion, and so does the Ineffable. Essentially, they are all a 'message', a 'message' for the continuation of life."
"Yes, almost, you have also felt it, right? Only those who have been sublimated can reluctantly accept such 'information'. The so-called demons are just mortals who cannot bear such 'information', and are crushed and collapsed, turning into distortions. A hateful monster that twists the 'message' into undead flesh."
Lorenzo was panting heavily, and it was difficult for him to tell whether this was a war or a continuation of life.
From a human perspective, the Unspeakable is the enemy of mankind. This existence of crazy plunder will sooner or later alienate all humans into monsters. However, from the perspective of natural science, only in this way can flesh and blood be abandoned. Cowardice has become an almost eternal existence.
"They are completely high-ranking beings... If you want to kill a monster, you must first become a monster yourself. Just like a demon hunter who implants secret blood and fights monsters, in order not to be overwhelmed by 'information', we distort ourselves into monsters." , many people have also stepped into sublimation, but we have not reached the end, but are stuck in a place where we are neither up nor down, neither human beings nor nihilistic beasts."
Pioneer whispered, so that there would still be a little bit of humanity left in his heart, going against the original intention of sublimation, standing on the side of mankind to fight against the Unspeakable, but this time was too long, so long that sometimes he forgot, Why is this, why not obey sublimation?
Towards a greater existence, sublimation.
"But you were still driven away by the secret keepers." The epidemic doctor said slowly.
Hearing this, Pioneer laughed. He could feel that from the mechanical indifference at first, after talking to Lorenzo and others, Pioneer became more humane, as if communicating with people, which made the frozen soul Melted again.
"Holmes should understand this, right?" Pioneer looked at Lorenzo.
Lorenzo nodded, he understood too well how similar he was to the pioneer. For a greater goal, he turned into a bloodthirsty beast, and the beast needed to be restrained by shackles.
"As long as we touch sublimation, one day we will completely lose all 'restraints' and become the same existence as the Ineffable Ones."
"Well, so after the Battle of Fortress No. 13, the Keepers eliminated all those who touched the sublimation. Although we are on the side of mankind, we still have potential threats. Every sublime is a A beacon, a door that has not yet been opened, through which the Unspeakable can use us as a link to attack the Keepers of the Secret, and even anyone."
The pioneer looked at these silent obelisks. They also had names he was familiar with, but when he thought about them carefully, he could no longer remember their appearance.
"I don't remember the details of that war clearly. After all, it was too long. In short, we fell into silence after the war. Some people chose to become secret keepers and stay here to preserve the human fire. In order not to The enemy has any chance to capture this place. The Keepers preserve the purity of human beings and refuse any sublimation. In order to extend their lives, they hibernate themselves and replace most of their organs with machines.
Others left, bringing knowledge and technology with them to rebuild world civilization..."
"Then they failed. In iteration after reincarnation, the civilization they built was destroyed again and again by demons."
Lorenzo continued the words of the pioneer and said, this is the duty of the builders of the country.
"Yes, I said that the war is not over. It exists in the shadows and continues to this day. The Unspeakables have not been killed. The constant appearance of monsters is the best proof that this guy is still alive. , affecting the world, but we have not lost...at least not yet."
"But it's not far from defeat, isn't it? The secret keepers withered, and the builders of the country gradually forgot the past. The history of mankind is full of holes, full of doubts, technology and knowledge continue to decline, and even become You are so ignorant now."
Lorenzo said that he had seen the past glory of mankind in [Baptism of God's Favor], and compared with it, everything in this world seemed so ridiculous.
"There's nothing you can do about it. The war never ends, does it?"
The Herald answered Lorenzo's question.
"Corrosion is memetic, and it will continue to spread until it destroys everything in its path. We can only continue to castrate ourselves to avoid touching it... The erosion you encounter now is just its nightmare, It’s far from waking up.”
She asked as Watson thought about it under heavy pressure.
"The war has been going on, and we are in a stalemate. So... what about the Unspeakable? Although we have only heard of its name now, we are aware of its existence, aren't we? Why haven't we yet? Was it attacked?"
This sounds like the way the Watchers do things, but when you think about it, they are both the same kind, and Watson thinks there is nothing unusual about it.
The pioneer looked at Watson, flesh and machinery were completely fused together, turning into an inhuman existence, but the pioneer was not surprised, he had seen too many things in his long life.
"Do you really know the Unspeakable?"
he asked.
"Its shape, nature, way of thinking, display of power, and history of existence... You see, you can't answer it. You have no knowledge of it... But maybe there are some, and you at least know it. There is such a dangerous thing in this world."
Watson was silent, as the pioneer said, and after careful consideration, she realized that she knew nothing about the unspeakable.
"But, speaking of it, you have seen it a long time ago, haven't you? This is exactly the reason why Adren is chasing you. You have only caught a glimpse of the Unspeakable, but this is very likely to prevent it from sleeping. If you wake up, he will not let you go." The Herald continued.
"Then...is this it?"
Watson couldn't believe it, and Lorenzo on the side also realized something. He knew that Watson was attacked by Edlen after arriving at the Stasis Temple, and in that illusory Stasis Temple, Lorenzo Zuoya was vaguely touched.
"What was the result of the war? Pioneer, you didn't kill it, so where did it go?"
Lorenzo felt that he knew that dark and muddy history, and his body could not help but tremble.
"Oh?"
The Herald looked at Lorenzo again. He tasted Lorenzo's emotions and knew the cause and result of the incident.
"Don't you know? Holmes."
asked the Herald, like an invisible spectator watching indifferently the goings-on of the world.
Lorenzo's voice trembled a little as he whispered.
"Another Advent night...you captured it and imprisoned it under the Well of Ascension."
This is where the enemy is.
“The shelter was actually originally our fort, but it was later remodeled that it became a shelter.
At the beginning, we poured more than one fortress with forbidden alloy, and they were spread all over the world, but due to the expansion of the unspeakable, most of them have been destroyed, and they will be buried under the soil forever.
The final war originated from the No. 13 fortress here, but ended in the No. 13 fortress. We used the No. [-] fortress as a bait to attract it to attack. It entered the fortress and transformed all ordinary people into monsters. , then the sublimated ones entered the scene, and they fought all night long. Under constant suppression, the erosion could no longer effectively affect the sublimated ones, so it shaped the body. "
Listening to the Herald's words, Lorenzo's heart felt cold. He knew very well that it was a trap, a trap for the Unspeakable.
The will is illusory, unformed, and difficult to touch, but when it has a substance, it can interfere with the world, and the world can interfere with its reality.
“It took on a physical form, and we closed the door from the outside and trapped it inside.
The sublimators suppressed its agitation before being assimilated, and the forbidden alloy blocked the possibility of moving in the [Gap], turning it into a carefully crafted cage, and finally put the [Final Echo] into it. It could kill it, but it also forced it into a deep sleep until today. "
The Herald recalled, looking at Lorenzo and telling him the truth.
"And you should know this place very well."
"The Temple of Stasis, the Well of Sublimation..." Lorenzo took a deep breath, "The saints built the temple on top of the prison. Under the brilliant light, there is a shadow that breeds evil."
This is a description in the Gospels. Lorenzo thought it was just the ravings of a group of fanatical believers. Now it seems that this is a myth and distortion of past history.
"We used a large range of antimemes to make most of the survivors forget the existence of Fortress No. 13, thereby cutting off most of the ways to know the Unspeakable. Only a handful of people need to guard this place. A prison, they were allowed to know the existence of the NO.13 fortress, but as for what was locked inside, they didn't know.
Then comes the iteration of reincarnation, with fewer and fewer ways of cognition, and that guy is also sleeping in oblivion, but it is still too powerful, and its power is still leaking out. In some shadows that are difficult for us to peek, demons breed. 's appearance. "
"So the original reason why the Demon Hunting Order existed was to guard prisons?"
Lorenzo felt something was wrong. He felt that the pioneer was telling the truth, but not entirely. Listening to his description, Lorenzo always felt that there was something wrong with this long history, but it was difficult for him to question it.
"No, according to our assumptions, the Unspeakables will be imprisoned behind the forbidden metal forever, cut off all cognition, and forgotten forever. Even the guards will do the same. They will watch until they die, until everyone forgets everything. , this is what we have to do.”
Isolated from erosion and forgotten forever.
The Pioneers almost succeeded. According to their design, the threat of the Unspeakable would be eliminated, but it still survived strongly. The antimeme failed to cut off all avenues. Although it fell into a deep sleep, the whispering in its sleep was still there. Penetrating the forbidden metal, causing mortals to fall into nightmares, and unconsciously prompting the birth of monsters.
In other words, Lorenzo has never faced this real enemy directly. Over the past few centuries, mankind has only fought against its nightmares.
"Then...why did the Demon Hunting Order appear in the prison later? It should have been forgotten, right?"
Lorenzo didn't understand why the Demon Hunting Order would be established on this shadow if it was deliberately concealed. They also drew power from the Well of Ascension...from the hands of the devil, gaining the power to fight against the devil.
"This is another story, and the protagonist of this story has already arrived."
The Herald slowly stood up and picked up the silver spear. He looked at the other side of the darkness and could hear the sound of the storm.
Something is coming.
At this time, Lorenzo suddenly realized that these words of the pioneer were just passing time. He was waiting for someone, waiting for his arrival.
"Pioneer...why, why do you want to help us?"
Watson finally found the loophole in this series of words. The black angel stretched its iron feathers and fireworks surged between the gaps.
"You guided the way, defeated Leviathan, and explained these mysteries to us... So what happened before? When Merlin arrived here, he must not have escaped your sight. Why didn't you choose to tell him these things instead of us? What about the narration?”
There is no goodwill that appears out of thin air. Even if it is a weird and mysterious guy like Pioneer, who knows how much humanity the Pioneer still has that binds him after all these long years?
He has watched the world with cold eyes for so long, why did he choose to act at this moment and interfere with the direction of the world?
"Because now I have made a choice."
The Herald said, raising his spear and pointing it in the direction of the storm.
"The war has continued, but we have no room to fight back. In order to imprison the Unspeakable, our civilization has retreated for centuries, and will continue to retreat in the following years.
We have lost the ability to eradicate the Unspeakable, and can only pray for its eternal sleep, but its murmurs in sleep are so strong that they set off black tides in the world again and again.
Facing this desolate world, even if the secret keepers retain human fire, what is the use?Factories will not be built out of thin air, and weapons will not sharpen themselves, not to mention that the Unspeakable has contaminated most of the knowledge. Those storage carriers can only be destroyed, history will be eradicated, and technology will collapse. Basic forbidden alloys are difficult to smelt.
We have to start over and fail under the onslaught of demons. "
Herald scoffed.
"You are not the only one who has tried to change everything, Holmes. In these long years, there have been too many people who deserve to be called heroes, but without exception, they have all failed and turned into dust. , forgotten.”
All the former secret keepers have withered away, and the glory of the past has become dim. Most of the keepers have become lost, and history and knowledge have become blurred and difficult to identify.
The builders of the country rebuilt civilization again and again, but they all collapsed under the ravings of the Unspeakable, and then started again. Under the constant iteration of reincarnation, everything turned into a handful of loess.
Only the Unspeakable enjoys eternal sleep.
Lorenzo was a little uneasy, and he murmured questions.
"So what's your decision? Herald."
"I?"
The Herald thought for a moment and then answered.
"Why don't you admit your failure? Reality has proven that, with all the strength of mankind, we still can't kill it, we can only barely imprison it and put it into a long sleep.
Doesn’t this further prove that this is a greater existence and this is the path that humans should take, right? "
Lorenzo drew out his spiked sword, the black angel stretched out his iron feathers, and the plague doctor turned into a scarlet beast, showing sharp fangs.
"You...want to wake it up?"
Lorenzo woke up with a start and gritted his teeth.
"Yes, look at this world, Holmes. The former glory has become such a mess. Why not just end it all and devote yourself to a greater existence?"
The pioneer's words turned into a crazy murmur, ringing like thunder in the ears of several people.
"Nothing is eternal, and the same is true for human history. Since we are already in a state of chronic death, why not just end it neatly?"
Many cracks appeared on the mottled silver-white armor, and the aura of evil and hatred overflowed from the gaps. Lorenzo could not describe this feeling. For a moment, he only felt endless darkness and despair.
White bones and flesh, rolling eyeballs and cut hearts, exposed lungs expanding and shrinking, and in the pool of steaming blood, the cry of the baby continued...
In a daze, Lorenzo felt that a big hand penetrated his abdomen, grabbed his internal organs, twisted them violently, and even tore off all the muscles and bones.
This is the world after death, the world after being devoured by the Unspeakable.
So those people will long for death to escape this darker despair.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you. The reason why I have done so much is just to give you a chance, to give mankind the last chance to resist."
The Herald's voice was laced with a twisted smile.
It's unclear whether he really wanted to do this, or whether it was the last, indelible humanity at work. After doing all this, the Herald chose to reveal his purpose.
"No matter what the outcome is, all this evil will come to an end."
Lorenzo took a deep breath, and the negative emotions in his mind suddenly surged to the maximum. The arm holding the nail sword began to tremble, as if Lorenzo would swing the sword and cut off his own head in the next second to end this long pain. .
He smelled blood.
In this obscure madness, Lorenzo reluctantly turned his head, and he saw the wailing Floki. He grasped the pen tightly with both hands and pressed it against his neck, piercing the skin and flesh.
He wailed, begging for an end to the pain.
Lorenzo kicked him over, knocking Floki over and interrupting his suicide. At the same time, he swung his nail sword and tried to kill the pioneer, but then a deeper darkness enveloped Lorenzo's mind.
He lost all his strength and fell heavily to the ground. In the corner of his vision, he saw a blurry face.
Lorenzo knew that it was the Herald, but no matter how hard he pryed, he couldn't read the Herald's appearance from his sight, without any useful information, as if he was facing an absolute [blank].
"Indescribable..."
Lorenzo whispered.
Just like the well of sublimation imprisoning the Unspeakable, this silver-white armor is not used to defend against the attack of [Gap], but to restrain the pioneer to prevent him from revealing this crazy power.
As the pioneer spoke, more cracks appeared on the silver armor, and he was about to break out of the cage.
"A fair war to end all wars."
After finishing speaking, the mottled nail sword pierced the night sky, and nailed under the ice layer with a chill. The next moment, daylight rose, reflecting the dense iron forest into a group of hideous figures.
At the end of the light, Adren Levien strode forward.
He growled in disgust.
"Roger Cruz!"
(End of this chapter)