Sword of Daybreaker

The test was over, and all personnel retreated to a "safe distance" from the silver-white metal pillar in the center of the hall. Byron was looking at the empty floor in front of him in thought.

There seems to be an invisible boundary here. One step forward will be recognized as entering a certain "judgment area", and then the ancient system still operating in this tower will conduct an "assessment" of the intruder. Those who meet a certain screening mechanism will be warned and expelled, otherwise nothing will happen.

For reasons of reason, Byron certainly did not let the soldiers take the risk of ignoring this warning and proceeding forward. The original elves who stumbled here tens of thousands of years ago have already done this big death, a super advanced The ethnic group was directly photographed by the black technology left by the sailors. A group of mental retardation was given a genetic disorder debuff. When he ran out from here, he almost forgot how to drive the boat he was on. Byron who knew this history Of course, he would not bet on whether the soldiers he brought could resist the "security system" of this tower.

The results of the test are already very obvious. Except for the three siren on the scene and Ashalena, who is a dragonborn, everyone here does not meet the "screening criteria" of the sailor system, or use the words mentioned in the warning. In other words, it is called "out-of-bounds conditions."

"What do you think?" Ashalena's voice came from the side. The red-haired Dragon Seal Witch looked into Byron's eyes quite seriously, "What do you think is the problem."

"...I suspect that the standard of judgment is race. Humans do not meet this standard, nor do the original elves of the year," Byron muttered, "But the sea monster and the dragonborn meet...or rather, the dragons do. I do not. Know the underlying reason."

Cassandra snaked over from the side, and this lady Siren frowned slightly: "Then what is the difference between us? Siren, dragons, and humans have what'features' that must be distinguished in the eyes of the sailor. NS?"

"If you want to tell the difference, the difference is big," Byron glanced at the lady siren. "There is no race in this world that is so different from your siren, and so is the dragon-between the dragon and the human. The difference is much greater than the difference between humans, elves and dwarves. Your origins can all be traced back to 1.8 million years ago..."

"This criterion is strength? The degree of evolution of the individual?" Cassandra pondered seriously. Although most sea monsters feel reckless and humorous, in fact they are also a race that likes to think—just Most of the time, the direction of thinking makes foreigners feel puzzled, "Or is it judged by whether there is a tail? You see, I have a tail, and Ashalena also has a tail after becoming a dragon. Humans and elves are no…"

"What do you think about this, you should know that it's impossible if you think about it with your back molars and heels." Byron looked at Cassandra with a strange expression, and as soon as his words fell, Athalena was standing next to him. Suddenly he raised his head from his thoughts and broke the silence: "Have you noticed that the word'out of bounds' was repeatedly mentioned in the warning just now?"

"I noticed," Byron nodded, "What did you think of?"

"...First of all, the evaluation criteria of this system should not be our'race' itself, because when the sailor arrived, humans, elves and sea monsters did not appear on this planet at all, so its judgment The standard should be a certain attribute that has nothing to do with race. Secondly, the word transboundary...reminds me of many research projects of the Theocracy..."

She raised her head, her gaze fell on the metal cylinder not far away, and she continued thoughtfully: "Crossing the boundary, transcending the realm in which she is currently located, and stepping into a new forbidden zone. In the realm related to gods, this is something Words with special meanings, and the sounds that appear directly in our minds... It should be the corresponding words and sentences chosen after the advanced equipment in this tower directly scanned our cognition and language system. The sailor appeared on this planet, at first. It is related to the loss of control of the gods, and many of the things they left here are more or less related to the gods. This can be proved from the records of Tarrond and the clues discovered by the Alliance in the "Gate" project not long ago... "

Byron's eyes became serious, and he had vaguely guessed what Ashalena wanted to say: "So you think the criterion for this tower is..."

"Whether the race of the creature that is trying to approach is bound to the'god'," Ashalena nodded, and looked up at the sea monsters not far away, "Although humans have already released some of the gods The influence of the spiritual seal of the gods, and began to try to loosen the **** of the entire **** system to the ethnic group, but overall there is still a way to get out of the trap, but the sea monsters do not have this problem. They do not have the spiritual seal, and the characteristics of elemental life make them not at all Will be affected by the ideological trend, and as for me..."

She shrugged, the expression on her face looked a little weird: "The dragon has grown up-the dragon descendant is also a dragon."

Byron opened his mouth for a long while without speaking. It took a few seconds before his eyes reacted. He moved twice in his throat, as if he wanted to say something, but finally admitted that Ashalena's guess was extremely likely. : "I'm afraid it is so..."

"I guessed it all too," Ashalena waved her hand. "After all, we can't do further testing and long-term research. This tower doesn't seem to be going to answer our further questions. , I just feel that...for dealing specifically with the legacy of the sailors of the gods, the'security measures' in it must also be inseparable from the gods..."

Cassandra was listening to the conversation between the two of them, her eyes dangling back and forth between Byron and Ashalena several times. Only then did she suddenly think of something and said, "Hey wait, I suddenly remembered something. It’s something, you say that human beings are not qualified because they are affected by the gods, but Gawain Cecil climbed the sailing tower more than 700 years ago—it was my sister who brought him back then. How is this explained? Isn’t he also a human?"

The expression on Byron’s face suddenly became weird when he said this. Frankly speaking, it’s not appropriate to talk about the ruler of the empire in private, but the person who speaks at this moment can be said to be an “informed person” of the incident, and To be honest, he also became curious at this moment, and couldn't help but touch the stubble on his chin: "The tower that your Majesty climbed back then was not the one in front of us, right?"

Cassandra spread her hands: "It's not true. The tower is in the south of our kingdom. It should be far east from here-but the two towers look alike, and since they both set sail The "assessment criteria" in the things left by the author should be the same? Especially this kind of thing related to the gods, you can't get into the loopholes by changing to a tower..."

Mrs. Siren’s words are very reasonable. This is indeed an inexplicable and objective fact-but there are many mysteries about the adventure of Gawain Cecil seven hundred years ago, and many truths have disappeared in the comics. In history, he himself had no intention of digging into your Majesty’s secrets, so he soon shook his head: "This is not what I should consider. Then just report everything that happened here. The key is that we should now Do something…"

His voice fell, and Ashalena next to him thought a little, and then took a step forward: "I want to go over and take a look. If our judgment is correct, this should be the way to the upper level of the tower."

Byron was startled at once: "Are you sure? This is..."

"Ms. Kassandra and I were not warned, did they?" Ashalena turned around and said, "Like you said, we were so lucky to find this place. We can't just leave in confusion. The tower is not out of control like the tower in Tarrond. The sailors saved the planet 1.8 million years ago, and what they left behind should not harm us mortals under normal circumstances. Race, think about it, the original elves in those days ignored the warnings and rushed to the tower. They were only removed from the tower after being collectively erased and changed their form. The security system here is useless even with lethal weapons..."

While talking, she raised her head and looked at the ring-shaped structure at the junction of the silver-white metal column and the roof. There was a bit more yearning in her eyes: "The dragon has paid a great price and made herself this This is the first race on this planet to spend the'Morning Ceremony' on its own, so that I can stand here, pass the'assessment' of the sailor and be qualified to take a step forward. I feel...it seems like an invitation."

"But these'evaluation criteria' are basically your guesses," Byron knew that Ashalena had made a decision, but he reminded him cautiously, "What's more, even if the situation is really as you guessed, we don't Know if everything is normal after this tower has been in operation for 1.8 million years. If it has a fatal failure, you will be in danger."

"The safest place is to lie on the bed at home, and the most stable way of life is to be a good girl waiting to inherit the family property-if I were such a timid and cautious person, you would never have a chance to know me," Asha Lena I couldn't help laughing, and then waved his hand, "Don't worry, I'm also a dragon clan anyway, but it's not as easy to get hurt as you think."

Byron frowned and struggled for a long time, and finally he could only sigh with helplessness and a trace of frustration: "Well, I can't order you to stay here anyway."

"Then I will take a look with you too!" Seeing this situation, Cassandra next to him immediately wandered forward two steps to the side of Ashalena, "We can both go up together. It’s a good idea to go there."

While talking, she turned her head and waved the tip of the tail to the other two siren that she had brought: "You two will stay here. I'm not sure how high this tower is. If it goes up, the Monet terminal cannot be contacted. Come on, you just use psionic singing to contact me."

The heartless siren was more rash than Miss Dragonborn when making decisions, and Byron had no better plan, so he had no choice but to approve the bold exploration of the two young ladies.

After Ashalena and Kassandra each brought the equipment and supplies needed for exploration, Byron led the landing crew back to a further place, watching the two explorers walk towards the center of the hall.

When they came to the silver-white metal column, the recognition system in the tower still did not issue any warning. Athalena looked up at the seemingly integrated metal wall in front of her, and could not find similar operations everywhere. On the panel, she looked at the temporary teammate beside her: "What are your plans?"

"I don't know how to do it either," Cassandra thought for a while, and the tip of her tail lifted up towards the mysterious metal wall in front of her. "But according to experience, if you encounter something that you don't understand, just poke it..."

Before she finished her words, the tip of her tail had already pierced the solid metal outer wall.

Layers of light spread out like ripples in an instant. Before Athalena had time to complain about Cassandra’s "Kassandra-like exploration experience", she heard a slight buzzing sound from the inside of the metal wall. The next second, A large number of hexagonal shimmer grids suddenly appeared on the surface of the originally integrated metal wall. The seemingly seamless metal separated, shrank and retreated along the grid in the blink of an eye, exposing the open cylindrical shape inside. space.

A voice appeared in their minds: "The hatch has been opened, visitor, permission to come forward."

"Let me just say it, just give it a poke," Cassandra turned to look at Ashalena immediately, "Like this kind of'relic' left by advanced civilizations to backward races, the method must be simpler and easier to use. Well, unless they don’t sincerely use it for you..."

Ashalena was speechless: "..."

After carefully inspecting the situation inside the door that suddenly opened, and confirming that there was only a brightly lit cylindrical space inside, the two explorers finally stepped into it, and they turned to Byron, who was standing not far away. When someone beckoned, the low humming sound came again, and the silver-white metal wall closed again.

Ashalena took a breath and calmed down her nervousness. She knew that she was now "closed" in a facility left behind by an ultra-advanced civilization. So... what will happen next?

As if to respond to the thoughts in her mind, the synthesized voice resounded in her mind again—

"The inertial stabilizer is normal, the gravitational connection point responds normally, and the upper traffic station responds normally. Confirm that the feedback signal from the sky...the feedback signal is normal.

"The traffic path is clear, the two visitors have confirmed, and the inertial stabilizer is activated.

"The orbital module is going up-on its way, the Sky Ring Space Station."

A slight vibration suddenly came from under her feet. It seemed that something had started. Ashalena subconsciously grabbed the circular handrail at the edge of the cylindrical space, but after the vibration, her feet returned to calm, the kind of acceleration that had just appeared. The rising feeling lasted only for a very short moment, and it seemed to be offset by some mysterious force. She looked at Cassandra in a bit of amazement, but only saw the lady siren looking around with excitement. Look, the tip of the tail is flapping on the floor at a very fast frequency.

The behavior is almost like a combination of cat and fish.

Ashalena is still holding on to the handrail tightly. There is no shaking in it, and she can't even feel the upward acceleration, but a low buzzing sound from the surrounding reminds her that this thing is suspected of being a lift. It was running, she couldn't see outside, but she guessed that she was being sent to the upper level of the tower at a very fast speed.

Then, she began to hear voices in her mind again:

"Passed the roof of the atmosphere checkpoint..."

"Passing the balance point checkpoint..."

"It has crossed the optical mask layer, entered the hidden section, and the viewing wall opened."

Suddenly, Ashalena felt another shock coming, and then she heard a very slight mechanical device running. The next second, she and Kassandra's eyes widened in astonishment at the same time.

Numerous hexagons of light flow quickly emerged from the "walls" surrounding this cylindrical space, and the metal-looking bulkhead became transparent in an instant!

Ashalena noticed that this "lift" was moving at an alarming speed in a section of transparent pipe.

Outside the pipe, she saw a vast and boundless starry sky-more magnificent stars than all the stars she had seen in this life were all over her sight, and all of them were filled in a dark and deep universe.

She looked at all this in astonishment, feeling that her breathing and heartbeat stopped at the same time, and she clutched the handrail in her hand tightly, as if she was afraid that she would accidentally fall into the endless, dark and deep sea of ​​stars. middle.

Inexplicably, she suddenly thought of a detail mentioned in the ancient legend:

—An ancient tower stands in a "eternal dark sea", this sea is shrouded by eternal night, the sea is full of stars...

"It turns out... The Eternal Dark Sea refers to this..."