Mage? Spell Engineer!.

Chapter 653 End Star

The voyage to the end of the world will not stop because of the crazy talk of an old charlatan.

Perhaps this is something worth paying attention to. A ship has been stuck in a loop for more than ten years. Someone once noticed this strange phenomenon, but for some reason no one tracked it since then until it was discovered by the New Marlin today.

But that was the end of it. Who knows why the poor priest shouted that everything was a lie? He probably went crazy after learning the truth. In order to look more rational, other church members even forgave the old priest's blasphemous behavior. They looked at him with pity, as if they were looking at a mental patient.

The New Marlin continued to show goodwill, and in view of the fact that the Temple spacecraft had not received any supplies, the captain hosted a small reception banquet to let these poor and lucky charlatans have something good to eat.

"Are you saying that the expeditionary fleet of pilgrims was completely wiped out?" The bishop had more facts to digest than food, and he was also more rational than the priest and did not go crazy.

"Yes, unfortunately." The captain of the New Marlin explained, "The Maxim, a latecomer of non-believers and our pioneer, has arrived at the coordinates of the 'End of the World', but it did not find any active church ships on the way and was always a lone traveler. During this period, it only passed by disturbing wreckage and chaotic nebulae similar to the ones you encountered.

"The closer we get to our target, the more similar celestial structures we find. Some say they were formed when broken planes returned to the astral realm, others say they were pre-existing structures, and still others believe..."

"Think what?"

"This should not have been leaked. According to the message conveyed by Master Rorschach sixteen years ago, it was the destruction caused by the infection of the evil god's power, which was the tip of the iceberg of chaos and the end. In other words, the pollution and destruction are not just radiating from the main plane to the outer plane, but are squeezed from both directions. It's really despairing, right?

"Anyway, congratulations on getting out of this predicament."

"." The bishop needed time to digest this information. He didn't know why the unbeliever in front of him could speak so calmly and easily. He himself seemed to have lost most of his speaking ability after the disaster. In the end, he responded dryly:

"Thank you, thank you. I also want to know what will happen to me and other brothers and sisters? What will be the fate of the Temple ship?"

"Mr. Bishop, this is not something that I and this ship have the final say on." The captain laughed and cried while shaking his head:

"I have the Royal Heritage Foundation above me, and the Foundation depends entirely on the Alliance, the Magic Guild, and the Space Guild. In addition, the Valois Empire and the Sea Alliance... These well-known forces can dictate to us, and all I can do is report the truth to you all.

"Of course the Church of Order is still there. But you know, now the main plane has fallen, and the Eternal City is no exception. Plus, your lucky ship is the only one left in the expedition fleet. Well, I mean, only you were discovered. In short, the power of the church is no longer as strong as before!"

Seeing the bishop's sad face, the chatty captain kindly comforted him: "It's okay, this is a rare case, I think the Magic Guild and those wizards will treat you well.

"As for the Temple spaceship, if you want, you can sell it to wealthy people. It's popular among them to collect all kinds of things and then rent a starship to exhibit them everywhere. This ship can be said to be a natural museum. It's very magnificent and has a lot of artistic, historical and cultural value."

What an offensive speech! To the bishop and other clergy, the captain's words were a mockery, but they could only protest silently and eat more delicious food.

However, at the end of the banquet, the captain received a long-distance message. The bishop observed that his face flashed with complex emotions, mainly surprise, mixed with embarrassment, confusion and a hint of smile.

In the end, the captain did laugh. He shook his head and handed the short report directly to the bishop: "Those bigwigs almost unanimously agreed to accept you as new crew members on the premise that my ship can afford it.

"So are you willing to go with us? The premise is to obey the arrangements." The captain did not say what was in his heart: perhaps in the eyes of those people, the imperial remnants and the church charlatans could be packed up and sent away. The bishop hardly hesitated: "Although we have different beliefs, our destination is the same."

"At least for now." The captain agreed, and then lowered his voice and asked: "I have a question, I hope I don't offend you."

You have offended many times, Mr. Savior. The bishop hid his inner thoughts and forced a smile: "Please speak."

"I don't know how to put it more precisely and clearly. This is a theological question. If we go to the new world, will the gods you believe in go with us?"

The bishop was stunned and answered in common terms: "The Lord is always in our hearts, so He is omnipresent and omniscient."

"Okay, okay, I get it, but the Lord of Order is somewhere in the world right now, right? And will He follow on the other side as well?"

“…I cannot fathom the Lord. This is an unpardonable sin.”

"It's so hard to talk to you!" The captain shook his head and drank the wine in his glass.

The additional passengers will not be a big burden on the permanent residence ship, because it carries sufficient supplies and can be replenished immediately.

The "end of the world" at this moment is not an isolated corner of the world, but a place where the attention of all civilizations and various forces gather. They are entrenched near the coordinates, as if they are going to hold a grand gathering. After waiting for its own teleportation array to be fully charged, the New Marlin also experienced a journey to this place.

The Maxim and similar channel-drilling ships underwent a long voyage, paving the way for subsequent ships that relied on teleportation magic to make jumps.

For a long time, people's activities in the astral world were limited to the scope of coverage or influence of various planes. The church's pilgrimage expedition fleet was the first attempt at ultra-long-distance routes, and the result was undoubtedly a failure. The second wave, represented by the new starships such as the Maxim, was successful.

Now the mages have a deeper understanding of the structure of the world. They realize that the planes correspond to huge celestial bodies in the material world, including the fallen main world. These celestial bodies have their own special features. In this world with magic and magic, they will condense special fields, and the fields will also rub and intersect, forming special "shells" in the symbolic world that isolate each other.

The secondary plane separated from the large plane will have an independent "shell" and can no longer be directly accessed from the original plane. Secret realms and sealed spaces are of this type, but there are exceptions.

A celestial body that is small enough, mediocre enough, and dead enough has no condensed magic and anomalies, so it cannot form a shell in the symbolic plane, and there is no tension to connect it with other large planes, so it just floats in the astral plane.

There is such a planet floating at the coordinates of the "end of the world". It has no air and almost no gravity, and is quietly scattered in the dim place among the stars.

At the moment when Mother Earth, the Mother of All Things, is reviving, it is still a buoy. The star field outside it has turned into a chaotic and disordered "sea", swallowing up everything that enters it, decomposing and digesting it into the most fragmented matter and aimlessly dissipated energy.

On its desolate and pitted surface, Rorschach stood there. He waited until all the magic towers and starships of all forces gathered, and then he spoke and spread his voice to everyone's ears:
"This is both the end and the beginning, so how about calling it 'Endpoint Star'?" He paused for a moment, and all kinds of starships were in his field of vision. No one responded to him, only the silent, smooth-surfaced bows of the ships.

Rorschach clicked his tongue.

(End of this chapter)