An Infinite Journey From the Sea of ​​Stones

"Then do you think I look artistic?" Yunjuan smiled and sat by the fountain, playing with the taste

Yunjuan is actually really curious about his image in the eyes of these elves. Although his current appearance maintains the posture of the son of Sparta, the information interference attached to the spirit foundation makes him look different in the eyes of different people.

"You... sir, you are indeed of great artistic value." The male elf looked him up and down critically, and said with a light smile

"Then, please take a pose, and let's start drawing slowly."

Yun Juan shrugged, leaned against the fountain with his hands in his pockets, looked at the male elf who was concentrating on painting, and said with a smile

"Why don't you use those soul stone instruments to paint? That should be more convenient and more accurate."

"I think painting should be done with both hands, and the essence of this kind of art is to reproduce the posture in the mind with realistic handwriting." The male elf said seriously

"Then why do you think money will tarnish art? Although you certainly don't have to worry about food and clothing, wouldn't it be nice to have a little more money and go to the city to have some fun?" Yunjuan continued to chat

"No, no, sir, although I am an artist, I will never use those drugs." The male elf sternly refused

"I hate those sensory stimulations achieved through external means. Even if my friends at the same level like to go to places like soul dreams, I will never go."

"Really?" Yun Juan smiled without saying a word. What he said was indeed the same as what he did, but in his heart, he actually had this desire hidden.

Most of these elves are like this. Under the rule of Morgan and the laws and punishments formulated by Tristan, they chose to suppress excessive desires, but even so, some of the desires released are still playable beyond human imagination.

For example, the soul dream that the male elf just mentioned, as the name suggests, is to use medicine and soul stones to create a spreading dream in the soul.Beautify everything in reality, or create some exciting scenes that reality does not allow.

The architectural style in the Ideal Garden is also an area that divides the elves into two groups. The elves in this retro-style area are mostly conservative and serious, while those urban areas with strong magical and technological styles are elves who indulge them.

But no matter what kind of elves they are, their desires are actually stronger than humans.Or it should be said that their desires are more pure and undisguised than human beings.

After all, most of them are transformed from goblins. Goblins are so pure and straightforward, but if they are contaminated with human desires and stimulation, they will of course become more extreme.

Even the elves transformed by humans are not much different. After all, even if the nature is different, driven by the surrounding environment, they will unconsciously indulge and degenerate.

Yunjuan chatted with this male elf for a long time, and before he knew it, he seemed to be bewitched by Yunjuan, chattering on and on about what was in his heart

"Actually, I think Her Majesty the Queen is too conservative. Ulthuan is big and beautiful, but we deserve more and better things. The human beings in that pan-human history are weak and despicable. I mean their art and culture are worthwhile. But life is too short and I like to fight too much. The world of pan-human history is so big, why can’t we occupy a part of it? As for the few crowned officials, they are very good, but they really care too much... .”

Because what he said was really interesting, Yun Juan couldn't help but record this conversation, the words from the elf's heart.

He decided to show it to Morgan, he wanted to see what Morgan, his lovely Everqueen, would look like.

Finally, the chattering ended, and Yunjuan also got his portrait.

Looking at himself on the paper, Yun Juan was silent for a moment, then smiled slightly

"Well drawn."

He turned and left, throwing away the drawing paper, the flames ignited out of thin air burned and swallowed the giant dark hand in the corner of the picture.

69. Kidnapped into God

When Yunjuan came to the palace of the Garden of Ideals, he just walked into the palace when he passed an elf.

It was an elf with an extremely handsome appearance, long slender golden hair, and a handsome face that was indifferent but not alienating. He was wearing a gorgeous and dense scale armor of a phoenix spreading its wings to the sky. Yang Yan Sword.

Yunjuan knew him. In a sense, this elf was the one he had been looking forward to the most in recent years. A large part of his template was designed by Yunjuan himself, and even the sword on his body was Kindly provided by Yunjuan.

But obviously he couldn't possibly know Yun Juan.

"Who are you? It is strictly forbidden for others to enter the hall without being summoned by His Majesty!"

The handsome elf directly stopped Yunjuan who was about to enter the throne room, and pulled out the sword from his waist. The sun flames on the sword body were burning hot in the air, and said solemnly

"Ah, isn't this the great Lord Enario?" Yunjuan smiled playfully

"Commander of the elves, the most valiant phoenix warrior, the most blessed person of the gods, when do you plan to crown yourself a crown?"

The Yang Yan sword was pulled out with a bang, and the concept of nuclear fusion miniature sun was gathered on the blade. The high temperature was attached to Yunjuan's neck. The elf named Enario said coldly

"who are you!!!"

Yun Juan smiled without saying a word, but at this moment Aenario suddenly felt a chill on his back, and he turned his head abruptly. A huge figure in black and gold armor was standing silently behind him with a pitch-black magic sword.

"His Majesty the Black Sword..."

Aenario was very stunned. Among all the "gods" in front of him, the least famous and most terrifying "Reaper", a strong sense of coercion and fear spread from her body, and the target was himself!

"He is His Majesty's distinguished guest, the most honored guest." Goblin Gao Wen said softly

"Aenario, being rude to him is also the greatest rudeness to His Majesty. Step back, I won't say the same thing a second time."

"This man..." Aenario was stunned, he couldn't believe that this humble 'elf' in front of him was the honored guest of his most beloved queen.

But soon he inserted the sword back into the scabbard, knelt down on one knee in the direction of Wang Ting and said in a deep voice

"I was rude, Your Majesty, I will go to Fallen Castle to receive punishment!"

After that, he turned around and left, but before he left, a jealous look that could not be concealed swept across Yun Juan.

"He's really getting more and more interesting." Yunjuan looked at the back of Enario leaving, and smiled happily

"But he shouldn't be angry. I'm not wrong. Maybe in the near future, he can really crown himself a crown."

"Go in, Your Majesty has been waiting for you for a long time." Goblin Gao Wen said calmly, his gaze under the pitch-black helmet seemed not to focus on the person in front of him at all.

"I thought you would at least try." Yun Juan raised his eyebrows, playing with taste

"The last time you wanted to kill me, it should be... 180 years ago. For you, it should be last month for me."

"How strong have you become now? How close have you come to death under the worship of these spirits? How far have you been from your true self after everyone thinks you are the embodiment of 'death' gone?"

The goblin Gawain didn't answer, but the things around her suddenly 'dimmed' when she was silent.

But that is not the occlusion of light and shadow, but the light refracted in the past and the surrounding light particles are 'annihilated', dragging the 'non-existent' reality from the end of the past and future to the present moment, and all the matter will disappear at the moment of approaching. Accelerated to the point where its constituent essence is irreversibly deformed.

The goblin Gao Wen at this moment is really like those elves worship and call her—"Reaper", the god of death, the god who brings the end of matter and the moment of transformation.

"Not bad, you are getting more and more proficient." Yunjuan whistled frivolously, and smiled lightly

"But it's not enough to kill you." Goblin Gao Wen said calmly, she looked at Yun Juan, but with those eyes, she couldn't see the 'death' of the thing in front of her.

You can't see the past, you can't see the future, you can't see the transformation of the essential form of things in front of you and the moment of change.He is eternal?Or, an individual that is forever changing.

Or in other words, it's just pure, an existence with a personality far surpassing him, the god above the gods?

"Okay, when you are sure, remember to tell me in advance that if you want to kill me, you have to find a suitable occasion."

Yun Juan patted the goblin Gao Wen lightly on the shoulder, passed her, and walked towards the ice crystal-like throne room.

On the towering Ice Crystal Throne, Morgan, holding the Gun of End, covered his face with a black gauze, but even so, he could clearly feel the ice-like eyes spreading under the veil.

"Aenario, is he really qualified to be the king of the elves?"

After a long silence, Morgan said in a cool voice

"Is it such a topic when a couple who haven't seen each other for a hundred years opens their mouths?" Yunjuan chuckled lightly.

But it was also the same. For Morgan, the last time they met was a hundred years ago, while for Yunjuan it was only last month.But in fact, there is no difference between them.

For Yunjuan, the length of time itself is slowly losing its meaning, and for immortals like Morgan, time is even more of a blur in the flick of a finger.

A life that is so long that there is no end will make people slack, so most of the longevity species appear very lazy.Because time is on their side, there is no need to care about it, and there is no need to worry about it. When you have countless wealth, the behavior that was considered wasteful in the past is not worth the trouble.

"Don't worry, the name I gave him is the Phoenix King of the Elf from another world." Yun Juan said with a light smile

"Although I have thought about other names, such as Kael'thas, Illidan, Elrond, etc., but thinking about it, since this place is called Ulthuan by me, it's better to let him do this The Phoenix King is ready."

The existence of the elf named Enario was just a simple pinch of him, but it also reflected Yunjuan's expectations of him.The future king of the elves, the king of the phoenix, is not a god, but a secular ruler.

"He has always longed for my approval and love." Morgan said softly

"But he's just a kid to me and... works, which is weird, I'm finding it harder and harder to develop feelings for elves."

"This is normal. When you are a fairy in Paradise, these fairies are of the same kind to you, so you can intuitively feel the love and hatred for them with the caring emotion of the same creature." Yunjuan said lightly.

"But you are the Eternal Queen now, the 'god' who controls the golden tree to protect Ulthuan, even if you have never ascended to the kingdom of God, you, Gawain, Tristan, and Meluxin are all gods in the eyes of elves gone."

"They put you on the altar, and gods will not show mercy to people, especially you, a god who is expected to be worshiped by countless people."

"You seem to have something to say?"

"Morgan, do you expect to be the protagonist of the elves' creation myth?" Yunjuan asked very seriously

"Become the main god of a civilization, the beginning of mythology, the most honorable god of gods! Your strength and majesty will continue with the inheritance of elves' civilization. When the last elf dies, they will all shout your praises." Name, Eternal Queen Morgan Le Fay!"

This sounded like a very tempting proposal, but Morgan remained silent until he sighed and gently lifted the veil to reveal his glamorous face

"What the hell happened to me?" Morgan asked in confusion

"Do you know where the power of the heroic spirit comes from?" Yun Juan tilted his head slightly and asked

"Alaya collects the souls that should be attributed to the root into the seat of heroes, and the power to maintain the so-called 'treasures' and attribute concepts of the servants is produced by human beings' cognition, worship, and understanding of them Weak power."

"Accumulating less makes more, gathering sand into a tower, and collecting these collective unconsciousness with the Seat of Heroes on the outside of the world, so the servants become the thugs with the best suppression. But the price is that some of them become no longer themselves .”

The power of servants will be affected by legends, for example, Vlad III, the impaler, who is essentially a Christian hero, was dubbed inexplicably because of Bram Stoker's "Dracula". Vampire concept.

This is the case with the so-called innocent monsters, and more of the influence exerted is indeed on the reformers who separate the lower world from the heroic spirits.

"You mean... I'm being influenced by the worship of those elves?" Morgan said softly

"Of course, although they are so few in number that you won't be able to hold your throne high for the time being, the worship and chanting of millions of long-lived species for thousands of years is enough to make you an important god of elf civilization." Yun Juan said lightly.

"A god I know is similar to your situation. She is essentially nothingness. She originated from the legend of the sea breeze. Under the praise of people's expectations and desires for sailing, she was born in a boring story of a sailor."

"Her name is Janna, but that's just her name. Do you think there is really a self that can be anchored in such a god born from nothingness?"

In Yunjuan's view, gods like Janna are undoubtedly more pitiful existences than heroic spirits and servants.Although heroic spirits lose their freedom and their existence is restricted by Alaya, they still have a soul that can be called the self.

For a god like Janna, there is no self and essence that can be anchored at all. Being engulfed by the torrent of belief, they may gain great power, but they also lose their more important self.

Morgan's situation is undoubtedly much better than Janna's, but if she accepts the belief of the elves, her fate will be like the lion king who picked up the holy spear and was eroded by the goddess Rungomigniad!

"If you are a god, you will get real immortality, and you will grow up with the civilization of the elves and protect them." Yunjuan said softly

"But...what's the price?" Morgan was silent for a moment, then asked softly

If it is true that he can protect the civilization he has created forever, it is not unreasonable for Morgan to accept such unfreedom.But the price that Yunjuan said obviously couldn't be just that little.

Yun Juan didn't answer, but just released the recording of the male elf's conversation in the square.

"They respect and love you, but at the same time they are complaining about you." Yunjuan looked at the silent Morgan and said softly

"You gave them everything, you gave them a beautiful utopia, but you didn't give them any freedom of choice. Your approach is right, because only limited freedom can allow civilization to create order and progress, but the nature of elves , but an existence that is more 'purely emotional' than human beings."

"Whether it's love or hate, nobility or despicability, their emotions are easier to express than human beings. So your suppression is actually a very sad thing for them. You can actually let go and gradually Let go of the power in your hands, you and Tristan can do the same, but Morgan, my eternal queen, can you really do this..."

The answer is undoubtedly that it cannot be done.

Morgan grasped the gun of infinity, united the goblins and created Ulthuan. She has stayed on this supreme throne for thousands of years, and she can't simply let go of the power in her hand.

This has nothing to do with being greedy for power or not. It is more about worry, fear, and fear that after leaving oneself, those elves will follow in the footsteps of human history.

But Morgan actually knew in his heart that he would have to delegate power sooner or later.

She couldn't manage Ursuan, which had a population of just a few million. What if the number increased tenfold, or a hundredfold?The AI ​​given by Yunjuan has handled [-]% of the government affairs for her, and if the number is further expanded, even if it can handle it, Morgan's mood will change.

If all government affairs are handled by computers, is she or the computer the king of this country?

But Morgan is also very clear that the elves after releasing their power will inevitably repeat the mistakes of humans one after another, such as the intellectual life with overly sensitive sensibility.Feelings will always create one mistake after another.

Opening up new land is a move to further maintain the vitality of society, but there will always be a day when it cannot be expanded.Morgan is afraid and apprehensive, so she is unwilling to let go of the power in her hands, so she gradually becomes like a 'god'!

The same situation is also true for the fairy Tristan, the more worried she is, the more she controls, and the more she controls, the more afraid she is to let go.

But what if he just keeps on holding on and always acts as the absolute ruler of this civilization?

As if seeing through Morgan's thoughts, Yunjuan said with a bit of pity and indifference

"My queen, then you will turn the elf civilization into a slave civilization enslaved by the gods."

70. Atonement

The problems presented by the current elf civilization are already very obvious. The elves worship Morgan fanatically, and give the highest love to the "mother" who created them with all their heart, but they complain about Morgan in the bottom of their hearts. This kind of like and dissatisfaction Sooner or later there will be a problem.

At that time, either the elves who desire more power and freedom will overthrow the theocracy, or the theocracy will suppress the kingship.

From Yunjuan's point of view, it would probably end with the latter.

A god who creates civilization grows with civilization, and the strength of civilization brings the strength of god.Whereas gods are in any case individuals, civilizations are groups.