Wasteland Echoer.

Chapter 555: The Echo of Order (Part )

"The fate of the [Orderer]?" Light murmured, looking in the direction Yaroslav pointed.

It was not until then that Wright finally had the opportunity to carefully observe the environment of this "ancient palace path".

This place is not at all like the dark, damp, dangerous underground space filled with monsters and extraordinary powers, nor is it like a deliberately created different dimension. This space has a rare sense of reality and authenticity, as if the real real world space was cut up, taken down and brought here.

"Yes, that's fate. Unfortunately, Ivan XXII, the evil man whom we mistakenly believed to be the great emperor, never truly fulfilled his duties as a [Orderer]. Everything he did was only for our Rurik family." Yaroslav stood behind Wright, pushed aside two randomly wriggling "Dark Touches", pointed to the palace ruins in front of him and said:
“It is always daytime here, with no night. This is a real space created by Ivan XXII using the power of the Dream Maker. Everything here, including the soil, grass, bricks, palaces, fountains, wells, and sculptures, is made from resources brought from the real world.”

"No wonder..." Wright looked in the direction Yaroslav pointed. There was only a lonely palace left. Originally, this should have been a castle. Due to the passage of time, the things built by humans gradually rusted, rotted, and collapsed. Only the room called "Outside the Territory Repair House" was left, which was barely maintained by the power of magic.

Looking to both sides, weeds were growing recklessly in a space that had been forgotten for hundreds of years, but no wild flowers had bloomed. The broken fountain was in the center of the area, and it had long been dry, with only a few water stains left after the rain.

The air here is very mild. Wright estimated that the humidity and temperature should have been deliberately adjusted to the most comfortable values ​​for the human body. In the distance stood a bronze statue of a human with a missing head. Wright guessed that it should be the bronze statue of the founding emperor of Cruz.

Further away were some messy amusement facilities and the remains of some open-air entertainment venues. Only a circus tent still managed to maintain its dirty but intact appearance.

"MB-Hidden: Ancient Temple Path. This is the number set for this place by the banned organization. You know, MB belongs to the monster sequence, which makes Ivan XXII very angry. The Cruzde official has never admitted that there is any abnormality or distortion here. There is no death, killing or extraordinary here. It is just an 'ordinary path' connecting the 'Master Control of Heavenly Punishment Fire'." Yaroslav saw that Wright kept looking around, and seemed to understand his thoughts, and said:

"Nothing will appear here except that door, because time has long forgotten this place... There is no one here anymore, no Cruzde people who lived in the prosperous and glorious era anymore. No monsters will appear, no 'alien monsters', and if we federal soldiers don't come, there won't be even a bullet here.

"There is no 'sorrow' that can cause a mental breakdown here, nor is there any energy that can cause your cognition to deviate. What there is is only an environment layout that makes you feel comfortable and peaceful. You and I... are not weak-willed people, and this group of excellent superpower warriors in Cruz are not weak-willed people either. I think we will not be so deeply trapped that we cannot extricate ourselves, right?"

"You are right, Commander Yaroslav." Wright turned his head and stared into Yaroslav's eyes, and said in an exceptionally firm tone:

"Take me to the 'mechanical door'."

Soon, under the guidance of the surrounding federal psychics, Wright walked along the abandoned brick road, passed through the removed palace gate, and entered the corroded space filled with purple vines and many weeds.

This place was indeed in a dilapidated state, with many bloodstains on the walls, as if a brutal battle had taken place before this group of humans arrived.

"Wright, please walk on this prototype magic circle and use the magic power in your body as much as possible." Yaroslav took out a black notebook from his arms and gave instructions according to the scribbled handwriting on it.

"Is it just... a simple surge of magical power?" Wright asked.

"That's right, just let them surge and release them in any form. But I suggest that it is best to think about some grand scenes in your brain while releasing the magic power. Because this door is built with the power of Ivan XXII, if you put your mind at a macro perspective, it will be easy to resonate with him." Yaroslav replied:
"Our goal is to make the Mechanical Gate mistake you for the great emperor from the very beginning."

"The great emperor? Great... grand..." Light closed his eyes and began to chant the spell for binding spirits.

“I pray for the wisdom of the Creator to come.”

“I want the immensity of the universe to emerge in my eyes.”

“Past, present and future.”

"Death, life and existence." Within a few seconds, a red light quickly condensed at Wright's heart and forehead. Soon, these lights evolved into wire-like worms, crawling up every corner of Wright's body and drilling into every pore of his body, causing his body surface to quickly be covered with a glow of the dead that seemed to come from the underworld and another place.

As Light's red magic power slowly spread around, Yaroslav and the group of psychics felt extreme discomfort. It was not that their bodies felt cold or painful, nor that their minds felt painful or confused. It was just a "sense of escape" that could not be described in any language created by humans. Countless destinies and the energies of time seemed to converge at this moment, causing them to evacuate the palace at the same time.

Soon, the remaining plants began to emit a faint blue light. There was no wind and no vibration, but the plants began to sway strangely.

The twisted plants seemed to be greedily absorbing the red magic power, but when their size expanded to two or three times, they exploded, leaking out thick white juice and black tar. Although these liquids flowed out uncontrollably at the same time, they were clearly separated for a very short time until they flowed to Wright's feet, completely covering the "magic circle" that did not produce any magical reaction.

In an instant, the black and white liquid, guided by the magic power, drew a philosophical pattern that did not belong to Cruz. If Wright opened his eyes and looked down, he would be surprised to find that this was the "Tai Chi Diagram" from Khitanris, the supreme culture of the Yanhuo Empire.

Wright heard the sound of ship whistles, women's shouts, madmen's crazy laughter, and children's struggling and screaming before death. Countless tragic battle sounds mixed with the roar of guns and cannons, and countless miserable cries, pleas and curses, formed an extreme "concerto" that was like purgatory on earth.

"Is this the world as seen by Ivan XXII?" Light thought to himself. He did not want to block any force from interacting with it at this moment. On the contrary, he wanted all the information to appear before his eyes.

He guessed that Ivan XXII left this mechanical door here not to block those who dared to enter. On the contrary, he longed for someone to arrive here. He expected a new "Orderer" with enough power to come to the world and guide mankind into a new destiny.

Whether it is the Dragon Era, the Human Era, the Steam Era, the current Wasteland Era, or the future Star Era, as long as humans exist, there will be war, death and killing.

Humans are the most intelligent of the eighteen races ruled by dragons, but while the Creator endowed them with "wisdom", he also endowed them with "selfishness", "confusion", "meanness" and "greed".

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At the beginning of Ivan XXII's accession to the throne, huge waves rose from the ocean in the west of the Cruzd Empire from time to time, almost instantly submerging the ports of Ivan, Kharift and Nantoya; in the south, the Zhine people marched northward due to the breakdown of the alliance and almost occupied the entire Konig Province. Their artillery could easily pour shells on the Linbian-Mayan line, and the infantry could move freely west of the North Mamous River.

The Aventlai Empire in the east had just won a complete victory in the Second Battle of Nebsk and was steadily advancing towards the Icefield City. Regardless of whether it was the Rinie Empire or the Aventlai people, almost all of the Crusde cities they occupied were reduced to ruins and bodies buried in flames.

The empire that Ivan XXII took over was a place ravaged by the storm of war. The thunder of artillery fire and the torrential rain of blood almost flooded from the border to his ankles in Icefall City.

"Perhaps, this is the fate of the [Orderer]." Light commented when he received the information left by Ivan XXII:

“Let the world in chaos return to order and peace, and let people truly have the ability to peek into the mysteries of the Creator.”

As the red magic power continued to surge, Wright felt a voice belonging to "Echo" echoing in his ears, which he did not understand but was very familiar with.

Soon after, a gust of scorching hot wind blew towards him. He held his breath and, with his eyes closed, seemed to see the stars in the universe crawling at his feet. Countless spaceships roared forward and emitted metallic howls. The golden-red nebula emitted colorful light. The "Pillar of Creation" that could only be seen through a telescope was disturbing the most surging part of his heart.

Just as he was intoxicated with the excitement brought by the human beings' domination of the universe in the illusory Star Age, and indulged in the magnificent scenery of the vast universe, he suddenly discovered that the "magic circle" was like an elevator that had long been sunk under the floor of the palace and brought him to a slightly wide underground space built at the end of a narrow tunnel.

Snap! Ding! Zizizizizi!
When he finally opened his eyes, the mechanical door had already been opened according to the agreed procedure, and an extremely magnificent "final laboratory" filled with technology beyond their cognition appeared in his black pupils.

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(End of this chapter)