An Infinite Journey From the Sea of ​​Stones

Groups have more creativity and ideas, but the most fatal thing is the lack of cohesion.With the same power, the former undoubtedly crushed the latter before individuals and civilizations.

No matter how much you praise the so-called free spirit, basic and material thoughts will always be killed.

If things get to that point, Morgan only needs to let go of his hands and feet to kill a few times, and the elf civilization will be completely crooked.

From a civilization that worships the unknown, explores the universe, and thirsts for knowledge, it becomes a civilization that blindly worships and obeys the gods.

No, it doesn't even deserve to be called a civilization, it's just an evil god and her many chosen ones, as well as those servants who try their best to please the gods in the name of gods.

The terrible thing is that such distorted worship will affect the gods themselves in another sense, so this civilization will inevitably go further and further, and finally be reduced to a pile of carbon-based garbage that cannot be called civilization at all.

"Of course, the above is just my inference." Yunjuan said softly

"You can see it as an exhortation from an experienced speaker, but you have to make a decision Morgan, whether it is to correct the crooked branches or change the road, there is still time..."

Morgan was silent for a long, long time this time.

Until the three moons set, until the sky rose with the brilliance of the golden tree, Morgan looked up from the long silence and thinking.

"I...I need a serious exit."

"Of course!" The corners of Yunjuan's mouth turned up, and he smiled happily

"You are a main god, the beginning of the myth, you deserve and must have a significant exit ceremony. You, Tristan, Gawain, and Meluxin will be honored in a war against the 'evil god' Get out and pave the way forward for the elf civilization."

"Of course, you have to finish what you need to do before you leave. Don't worry, I will arrange everything for you."

"So have you made arrangements for my retirement life after I don't become queen?"

It seemed that he had finally made up his mind to get rid of one of the biggest heart problems, and Morgan, who was in a better mood, actually asked with a faint smile

"We may have a big enough adventure." Yunjuan said with a light smile

"Of course, the premise is to solve my subject and my problems. In short, my queen, I will not let you who have dedicated yourself to civilization and the people die unhappily, as long as you are willing to accept it."

"Then come forward, my god, my husband."

Morgan whispered in a coquettish tone, gently raised her white and slender left hand, and stretched out that soft and white ring finger.

"You owe me a ring, a ceremony, before our journey begins."

"I really don't understand your persistence and pursuit of this boring etiquette... Well, since you want it."

Yun Juan shrugged, but took out a gorgeous ring as dark as a moon from his right pocket. Seeing that he was already prepared, the corners of Morgan's mouth turned up slightly

Yunjuan stepped forward, gently put the dark moon ring on Morgan's hand, stroked the ring, Morgan pondered for a moment, and said softly

"It hasn't bloomed yet."

"Because it's not yet time to bloom." Yun Juan took that weak and boneless little hand and said softly

"Marriage is also a contract, my partner. Only when our contract is truly fulfilled, can we truly conclude a contract with each other."

"Because we deeply understand that even though we all have the same goal, we are bound to conflict when it comes to the means to accomplish our dreams."

"Hmph, cunning fellow."

......

Fallen Sin Fort is a group of castles located in the mountain area at the southernmost end of the Garden of Ideals.

The huge castle that occupies the entire mountain range is full of dark and obscure Baroque architectural style, withered and scarlet gardens are densely covered with the entire castle, and what is even more special is the sky here, which can hardly see any light.

After the golden tree replaced the sun to bring light to the world of the Lost Belt, only this area could barely see the golden light, only the faintly discernible light projected through the thick clouds.

The dark castle walls are painted in dull gray, and the silent gargoyle sculptures are the only artistic creations in this dark and boring castle.

But even so, this Fallen Fort still has its own artistic style, that decadent, dark artistic flavor.

In fact, it might be more appropriate to change the name of this place to Revendreth than the Fort of the Fallen.

In the center of Fallen Castle, in a sin house, Aenario, who had taken off his helmet, was half-kneeling in the center of the confession platform, and the blood-colored light was projected on him through the glass with paintings depicting the sinner's tragic end. And in front of him, a condemner was imposing his sentence on him.

The appearance of the Condemned is significantly different from that of ordinary elves. Their skin is fairer, their complexion is more gloomy, and the color of their hair tends to be darker.Only the blood red eyes are extremely clear.

The blood of the goblin Tristan's ancestor penetrated into their bodies, transforming them into a different form of elves.Of course, they are not blood-sucking species. Although they can drink blood to gain strength to satisfy themselves, more often than not, the most delicious food for these elves is actually the sin squeezed from the sinner's body. Heart fragments, guess what, is the most delicious food for these 'monsters'.

The convict who is trying Enario is an exceptionally beautiful female elf. Compared with ordinary convicts, she has fair skin, black and soft hip-length hair, a beautiful and alluring face and I saw the pitiful expression, and of course, what was more important was the charming and beautiful figure that could not be concealed by the convict's conservative black robe.

"Aenario, what sin do you want to confess?"

The glamorous female elf looked at Aenario in front of her, a hint of obsessive love and enthusiasm appeared in her scarlet eyes, she coughed lightly, and said in a tone mixed with sadness and heartache

"I want to repent, I violated Her Majesty's orders, I offended Her Majesty's distinguished guests, I... want to repent for my arrogance!"

Aenario lowered his head and said in a low tone, his body trembled slightly, but the proud elf seemed to be enduring some intolerable pain at this moment.

"My poor Aenarion, you don't need to despise yourself so much." The female elf bent down and stroked Aenarion's face pitifully, saying in a lustful tone

"There's nothing wrong with you, you're just stressed out, let's go relax..."

"It was just an accident, Morathi!" Aenario pushed the beautiful elf away, and said loudly

"Hehehehehe, why bother, my dear Ainario. I know you love our respected queen deeply, but she is a god." Moras winked like silk, and hugged Aina with a coquettish smile. Riou's neck, said softly

"What I can do is not much better than that cold idol? If you want, I can..."

"Okay! Remember your duty!" Aenario pushed Morathi away, disgusted

"Never have I thought so presumptuously of Her Majesty! Now, Convict, judge me for my sins!"

"Okay, if you insist." Morathi shrugged, raised his right hand in front of Enario, and said softly

"Then, sinner Enario! Repent your sins, engrave your sin monument, and cleanse your elves!"

Scarlet and void energy flew out of her hand, linking to Enario's body, the next moment the elf's body began to shake crazily, sweating profusely, biting his lips tightly!

"Do you think you are the bravest among the elves? Do you think you are the best among the elves? Aenarion, this is your arrogance!"

"Using your gods, wanting to trample on morality and rules, there is a beast living in your heart, a beast that desires to devour everything and possess everything!"

Morathi said loudly as if singing an opera, and at the same time a nothingness stone tablet emerged from Enario's body.

That is the Guilty Tablet, the strength that every condemner receives from the magistrate.Through the dark art of judging sins under the principle of blood ring, materialize the other party's mind, and then engrave the sins he has committed on it.

And that process is not easy, every sin of seal cutting is equivalent to the pain of a thousand cuts to the soul!And every moment, the condemned will suffer endless shame and pain on the soul level!

The cruelty of torturing the soul is much higher than that of torturing the body. This dark art is difficult to grasp.Mainly how to make people repent without going crazy with a broken soul.

Fallen Castle is such a place, and such is the work of the Condemned.To arrest sinners, first let their bodies suffer painful whippings, weaken their hearts, pry open their souls, and torture them with the deepest sins and guilt.

And in this process, a special energy will be extracted from the soul of the confessor, an energy that is applied to the entire world of elf civilization and changes the rules here.

"Principle Blood Ring: Death of the Mind."

On the high terrace, overlooking the penitent Yunjuan, playing with the scarlet energy in his hands, whispering to himself

"This world is gradually breaking away from Gaia..."

71. The principle of blood ring · the death of the mind

What kind of power is the essence of the blood ring?

If those complicated rhetoric are put aside, then the essence of the principle blood ring is the 'power' that every blood-sucking species who has obtained the power system of the moon walker of the Zhuyue branch gets from the transformation of the essence.

This special 'ability' may not be strong or even manifested at the beginning, but as time goes by for hundreds of years, the power will gradually appear.

At this time, this kind of power will become a kind of "proposition" of the blood-sucking species, a proposition raised as the meaning of how the immortal species can continue to survive and the origin of life, so every person who gradually explores the principle of the blood-sucking ring Vampires will continue to improve them.

And the more perfect it is, the clearer and stronger this power will be. Perhaps it can be more straightforward and simple to recognize the principle of the blood ring as a summer vacation that every vampire must do forever in its own endless life. Operation!

Undoubtedly, the more perfect the principle of the blood ring, the closer the vampire will be to the only origin, the vermilion moon, and the identity of the agent of the moon.

At the same time, their principle blood ring will also sort out a "law of the moon" that is contrary to the earth. This "homework" is like a "formula" that is constantly being unraveled and becomes clearer and more complicated. The mere existence of the 'formula' will pollute the original physical rules of the world in which it lives.

And the goblin Tristan, as Yunjuan, uses the fake blood of the true ancestor and her own red soul magic power and ability as the "seed" to continuously shape the "true ancestor" with some special rules of another world attached to it. Her evolution direction It was no longer Zhu Yue.

To be honest, it is not clear what Yunjuan will look like at the end of her evolution.

But the principle she obtained and researched, Blood Ring: Death of the Mind, suddenly reminded Yunjuan of the 'vampire race' in a certain world.

Coming from Revendreth, one of the four camps in the Shadow World of World of Warcraft, the principle of blood ring studied by the goblin Tristan is almost the same as the ability of those 'Venthyr'.

By extracting the target's soul, forcing the other party to make atonement, absorbing the heart energy from the surging waves of soul and emotion, absorbing that extremely special, almost omnipotent energy!

Anima is not a pure energy body. In the shadow realm of the world view of Warcraft, it is the "elementary particle" that can form the basis of all things in the afterlife world.

As long as you have enough mental energy, you can do whatever you want. You only need to turn your mind, and the mental energy will create the reality in your mind.And the mental energy that an individual can squeeze out only depends on the upper limit of the pain that his soul can bear during the 'atonement'.

Yun Juan didn't know whether he added the laws from that world when he transformed the fairy Tristan, after all, as a 'seed', he himself didn't know how many rules from other worlds he contained.

But in any case, the blood ring possessed by the goblin Tristan already has the ability to change a world.

Torture the soul of the guilty goblin, and extract sufficient anima through the original sin of the other party's soul, and these anima are the foundation of Ulthuan's construction.

Ulthuan, which has been infiltrated by the heart, is undoubtedly an 'alien area' that has completely escaped Gaia's control compared to the abandoned land at the foot of the golden tree.

The rules practiced here are completely different from the rules on the earth, and the elves born under these rules, even though their souls come from humans and elves, have already got rid of the identity of "sons of Gaia".

After soaking Tristan's principle blood ring, these artificial elves were alienated into a race that can absorb heart energy. They can easily store and capture souls with soul stones, and they can even draw power from the surging emotions of other lives.

Get rid of all the power systems you rely on under the environment of the earth, you don't need magic, you don't need a big source and a small source, you don't need a spiritual base, and you don't need the authority of a god!

From this point of view, the goblin Tristan has perfectly fulfilled Yunjuan's expectations for her, and turned this anecdote into an 'independent world' free from the constraints of the realm!

But although excellent results have been achieved, there is still a distance from the ultimate perfect goal-now the total amount of extraction of heart energy has reached the point of barrenness.

Today, the total population of elves in the millions is the result of sacrificing the elves of the entire Hearsay Belt. The burning of those elves abandoned in the borderlands is not life, but they are sustained by the golden tree rooted in the realm belt and Morgan's technique. Just a circular Möbius loop.

Of course, there was another part of the reason why Morgan gave up that piece of land, but in general, except for a few humans who drifted in, there was no target for extracting heart energy.

Moreover, the total population of elves also limits the frequency of heart energy extraction. In addition to the 'Utopia' society created under the rule of Tristan and Morgan and the enactment of laws, it will be a matter of time before the entire elf world faces the exhaustion of heart energy.

Therefore, the intervention of external factors is required.

When the elves officially enter space to fight against life outside the universe and take everything from them, the source of the activated power can only be obtained from the primates on the earth.

It is not easy to create a civilization out of thin air and let it enter a virtuous circle. To put it simply, starting a company requires a start-up capital.

Not only do humans need the invasion and interference of elves, elves also need humans as a 'battery' for extracting heart energy and as a source of population for reincarnation to provide more total elves.

The population of humans is thousands of times that of elves, and even if the emotional agitation is not as obvious as that of elves, the difference in the total amount of anima that can be extracted is not too great.

Roughly estimated, the anima squeezed out by a population of over [-] million is enough for the elven civilization to completely 'alienate' the entire Sixth Mysterious Belt with the principle of Tristan's blood ring, and then hollow out and leave towards deep space.

The excuse for war has already been prepared, the evil Yunjuan has already prepared an invading alien race, so no matter how many remedial measures he has taken, the evil aura on him is no worse than any FGO boss , will only become more lush.

Morathi licked her lips sweetly with her tongue, and looked at Enario who was moaning in pain in front of her, showing a conflicted expression of joy and sadness.

The scarlet light connected them to each other, and as more scarlet hearts were squeezed out of his body, densely packed words gradually appeared on the stone tablet.

She felt Aenarion's indestructible arrogance, deep arrogance and disrespectful covetousness towards his mother and gods, and that deep sin was engraved on the inscription!

It's just that it's just 'sin', not 'evil'.

The crime that rose in his heart and was judged did not violate any laws of Ulthuan, and the condemned had no right to judge him unless he voluntarily came to Fallen Castle to atone for his sin.In fact, such situations are not uncommon in elf society.

The condemners have no right to judge crimes outside the law. They can judge the same kind of evil, but they have no right to judge the same kind of crime!

Regarding this point... Morathi is actually very unhappy.

"Ah, more and more, this sweet sin, this abundant anima..."

Morathi was intoxicated by the scarlet energy flowing in her hands, and she made a coquettish voice as if she was being stimulated.

As an elf, especially as a condemner, she loves anima, and when the power of the soul's emotion is squeezed out, she can feel the emotion of the other party when she absorbs it. incomparable!

If Her Majesty the Judge can relax the policy, they can extract more anima, and if she allows, the entire elf society can enjoy the happiness brought by anima.

It's a pity... theocracy is the only thing that is not allowed to be questioned in this country.

Morathi sighed softly, twirling his fingers reluctantly, the heart energy gathered and condensed into a scarlet gem, and with a flick of his fingers, it fell into the deep red pool.

As the convicts, they certainly cannot intercept all the criminals' anima. These anima will gather in the pool and flow into Ulthuan.It is an important source of energy, material, and... currency in the elf society.

"My dear Enarion, let's go down and rest..."

Morathi helped the exhausted Aenarion, and led him into the depths of the castle with an ambiguous smile. One can imagine what kind of fierce 'battle' will take place between the two elves tonight.

"I don't like that guy."

Just behind Yun Juan, a cute voice sounded, Yun Juan turned his head slightly, and saw the goblin Tristan with his arms folded, looking at Morathi's leaving back with disdain and annoyance

"But she is still the best successor after you." Yunjuan said with a smile