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- Chapter 159: Regretful Footprints
"Oh, so that's it." The troll witch doctor Old Carlson used his crutch to gently fiddle with the pile of charcoal fire that reflected into the room from nowhere, and nodded calmly, as if he had just heard It was like news that had nothing to do with him.
"Don't you understand yet?" I yelled anxiously, "This place, the entire fortress, will be replaced by something new! They said everything here will disappear! Do you understand"
After hearing the news from my space traveler friends that the continent was about to undergo a huge change, I immediately found an excuse to say goodbye to them, rushed into the Gravel Fortress non-stop in the shortest possible time, and told Old Carl the terrible news. Sen, but his reaction was completely beyond my expectation - to be precise, I couldn't see him having any reaction to this matter at all - he looked the same as usual, still the calm, tidy person. An old troll man who spends his days guarding an empty house with nothing to do.
His calm attitude even made me feel a little angry, making me feel like I wasted all my care and worry on unnecessary things. I have to stress again and again how important this is and how relevant it is to him:
"You don't understand. They said that thisthis timethe version upgrade - who knows what it is - will bring about an unprecedented change! The power of the gods will come directly, The whole worldthe whole worldincluding hereeverythingdo you know?!" I waved my hands and shouted at him incoherently, trying to make him realize the dangers of all this, but as I said, But I myself felt a palpitating fear - the panic and confusion of a person who is helpless in the face of an irresistible force.
"Don't be so nervous, my friend" Seeing my excited look, Old Carlson walked slowly in front of me and gently patted my shoulder, trying to calm my emotions, "in fact , I have been aware of all this for a long time."
" They said that this will all start next week, which for us is about twenty days What did you say?" I was talking about this matter non-stop, and suddenly I realized my troll What did my friend just say:
"You already know?" I asked in surprise.
"Even so" Old Carlson waved his hand and conjured a blanket on the ground. He asked me to sit down, and then he sat in front of me and said slowly:
"There is a small loophole on the top of the tower of that crazy woman Arthur Dengote. Of course you know this, and you also took advantage of it once, pushing her under the tower and falling to her death. Now this loophole has been closed. It was probably a few months ago - not long before you could freely enter and exit the source world - at that time several adventurers summoned a creature they called 'gm' and demonstrated it to him live. Got this loophole. Just like the experience you told me before, the GM rewarded them. Interestingly, I noticed the source code of that GM, and I found that he just had amazingly higher attributes and equipment than other adventurers. , but they do not possess higher-level divine power - such as power like ours. In other words, they are not direct servants of God or some low-level gods as you think, but at most they are just high-level spacewalkers. That¡¯s all¡¡±
" At that time, the adventurers asked some questions about this world change, and the GM also gave a limited answer. They mentioned the huge changes in the continental plates, and also talked about that some places would disappear one after another. At that time, They mentioned Gravel Fortress. I knew it would happen, I just didn¡¯t know when. From that moment on, I was ready to accept it all"
"I was very worried at the beginning. I was worried that no one after me would have that special ability, that no one would further observe and explore the origin of the world, and that no one would understand the world in this way. We will always stay in this stagnant and repetitive world, with no progress, no change, and confusion until the end. You know, for those who are born and raised in this world, there is nothing more desperate than this. At that time, I really felt desperate. But, thank God, just when I was at my wits end, Jeff, you came and told me that you successfully broke through the surface world and could freely enter the source world"
"This is simply a gift from the Supreme God. My friend, you appeared at the right time. So these days, I have tried my best to teach you everything I know as soon as possible. These days I have been I'm worried that we won't have enough time, that the day will come too soon and you'll learn too little. But now, I have nothing to worry about. I'm absolutely sure that I can teach you everything I know."
That¡¯s it!
I finally understand why this old troll, who has always been unhurried, often seems so anxious and irritable in recent times, why he chooses such a rough and direct method when teaching me about the origin of this world, and why he always He was eager to teach me everything he knew instead of letting me slowly explore on my own.
And while he was desperately fighting for time with the future disaster that would come at any time, what was I doing?
I am complaining that he is not a good teacher who is good at teaching
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" I jumped up and yelled at him, "You should have told me all this earlier!"
"Tell you earlier? Why?" Old Carlson looked at me calmly, like an elder looking at an unreasonable child with tolerance, and his voice was as calm as a deep old well:
"What's the use if you knew all this earlier? Could you have prevented this from happening? Could you have delayed this day? Could you have thought of a better way to learn everything I have to teach you? No, you It's clear that we can't. I'd rather you learn all this with concentration without knowing it, and then use it better than I can. I don't want you to be upset by this news, while you are learning On the contrary, it is easy for things to go wrong.¡±
"Butbut" I really wanted to find something to say to refute him, but we all knew he was right.
"If all this happens, what will happen to you" I took a deep breath and finally asked the question that I wanted to know the answer to but was most afraid of knowing the answer to, "youwhat would you do?" Die?"
Although I tried my best to make my voice sound as calm as possible, even I could hear the tremor in the words as they came out of my mouth.
"Death? No, I won't die" Old Carlson shook his head and explained softly, but his eyes avoided my gaze, "Jeff, it seems that I taught you You have not fully understood those things. I will not die, at least not in this fortress. We all know that death is just a state of soul existence. As long as our soul exists, there is no difference between life and death. What a big difference. Within the rules I can control, I can definitely do it"
"Don't play these lame and awkward word games with me, you know what I mean!" I shouted loudly to stop his attempt to change the subject, and looked directly into his eyes.
He was stunned for a moment, then sighed and shook his head slightly:
"I don't know, my friend, I don't know what will happen to me. I guess optimistically, maybe this fortress disappears, and I get out of it, and can walk freely on this land like you; In other words, this fortress has not disappeared, but has been placed in another time and space plane by the gods, and I will move with it; but"
He paused, glanced at me, and then said: "But, the most likely thing is that I disappeared together with this fortress, was wiped out, and will not leave any trace in this world. Just As if my own existence was an illusory bubble, everything I experienced was a fictitious story, darkness fell, and I completely disappeared - you know, this is not death, this is a much more complete elimination than death, without a body. , no equipment, no soul, no resurrection"
"No!" This is something I have known for a long time, and something I have always refused to admit. Compared with this most horrific outcome, the likelihood of the first two scenarios happening is so slim that it can be ignored.
"You have a way, right?" I took old Carlson's right hand and asked eagerly. I don't know whether I am seeking comfort or relief. I just hope to hear a positive answer - even if I know that the answer is deception, I would rather he deceive me at this time.
I just feel that I have never been as weak as I am now, so weak that I have to rely on lies to support my fragile will.
However, old Carlson stretched out his left hand, patted the back of my hand gently, then took his right hand out from between my fingers, smiled and shook his head at me!
"This is impossible!" I lowered my head and whispered. Even I couldn't tell whether I was talking to him or myself, "You can't be helpless. Aren't you, an old guy, always capable? You can control this space, you Able to change the rules of how this world operates, youyou can even deceive the eyes of the Supreme God. In this fortress, you are supreme and unmatched. You yourself are the god in this space. How could you not do anything"
¡°Maybe it¡¯s because of this that I lost my awe and respect for this world.?Lost awe, lost awe of the rules that maintain this world, lost awe of the gods who made all these rules. I once thought I had touched the throne of the highest god, and this was probably a kind of punishment. Jeff, the gods may be using this method to remind us not to lose our respect for all this. "
"Fuck your awe!" There has never been a moment when I felt such hatred and hatred for the gods far above the sky. I really want to ask them why they decide the operation of this world, why they decide the life and death of countless living beings, why we can't let ourselves handle everything in this world, and we must use this method to show our great power. resist.
I gritted my teeth, suddenly stretched out my hand, grabbed old Carlson's arm, and used the ability that old Carlson taught me to move to the fortress gate in an instant, dragging him and rushing out.
Inside the fortress gate, the magic vortex symbolizing the "dungeon" magic is spinning constantly. Usually, as soon as I enter the vortex, it will immediately wrap me up, and then push me out from the other side in an instant, everything is simple and easy, as if the vortex does not exist.
I once imagined what would happen if I took old Carlson through this gate: Will the magic in the vortex become deeper and deeper because of the pull of old Carlson, and it will be impossible to escape, or will it change because of the entrance and exit of life in the fortress? Wherever this magic door leads, even the entire magic whirlpool becomes violent and dangerous, causing great harm to all creatures that enter it.
However, the fact is that as long as I hold Old Carlson¡¯s arm, I can¡¯t enter this vortex at all. It is like an invisible wall, completely blocking my way. No matter how hard I struggle, I can¡¯t enter the whirlpool. He couldn't let his body blend into it even slightly. I tried to hit, tear, and even draw my sword to slash, but it was all in vain. The entire whirlpool was as empty as the floating clouds in the sky, as if it and the world outside it did not exist.
The complete isolation is beyond imagination and powerless. Old Carlson was locked in this fortress by this feeling and had never seen the outside world.
"Give up, Jeff, it's useless." Old Carlson was dragged by me like this, standing quietly aside, neither breaking away nor helping, but still using his old voice to persuade me, "I I have tried many more tricks than you."
"Shut up!" I yelled at him angrily, my eyes narrowed, and I entered the source world. Looking at the vast number of digital symbols that symbolized the magic of the dungeon, I tried to find the field commands that restricted the access of life inside the dungeon. I think I found it. It is a string of characters that may have tens of thousands of words, and is embedded in a basic rule of space. This is an expression that is incomparably correct and perfect. I cannot separate it, let alone use tricks to deceive it. The only way I can think of is to check it off and delete the rule entirely.
I have never deleted such a long and critical field at once, nor have I violently deleted the rules of the world without any cover-up. I don't know what the effects will be, but I'm going to give it a try!
Just when I was about to delete it, the entire source world space suddenly became distorted, and everything around me was filled with color. In just a moment, I returned to the concrete surface world again, back to the fortress gate shining with magical luster.
It was Carlson, he dragged me back here the moment before I did anything.
"What the hell are you doing!" I flew into a rage!
¡°What the hell are you doing!!¡± The old troll roared even louder than me. His expression was so serious that it looked like a layer of metal could be condensed out of it, and his mouth was opened wide as if he wanted to bite me to death.
"I'm trying to get you out!" I roared as hard as ever.
"You are killing me! And by the way, you are killing yourself! If you do this, we don't have to wait until twenty days later. In just the next moment, in the blink of an eye, the changes here will be known to the gods and punished The heavenly punishment will come to treat the guests, and everything here will be leveled, and then the entire fortress will be restarted and restored to its original state! Without you, without me, there will be no damn old trolls, human warriors, just a group of thoughtless people. The walking zombie of the soul! Do you understand!!!" I have never seen old Carlson so angry. At this time, he grabbed my collar tightly, choking me almost to the point of suffocation, and a layer of blood popped out of his two huge eyeballs. Green bloodshot:
¡°Don¡¯t risk your own soul! Don¡¯t face the threat of being obliterated! You idiot doesn¡¯t know how terrible it all is!¡±
"I know" I yelled loudly. I don't know when my face started to become wet, and a liquid called "tears" kept pouring out of my eyes, covering my sight.In my eyes, the figure of old Carlson became vague and blurry, as if he was no longer there.
"I know what will happen, that's what you will face. I can't just watch you disappear like this and do nothingI can't"
Old Carlson let go of his hands, and I sat down on the ground slumped, crying loudly, as helpless as a child.
I can sense that not far from this dungeon, the young Baron Bink shouted at a group of adventurers who had just killed Blackadder: "Kill me, this is my last requestfor the last time for a human being." My dignitykill me!"
That is a life that we cannot save, and it is repeating its own mortality for the umpteenth time. I once wanted to save him and bring the news of his survival to my sister who loved him deeply, but I failed.
¡°Just like this time, I couldn¡¯t save old Carlson¡¯s life. Our strength is so powerless in the face of the fate arranged by the gods, we can only submit obediently, leaving countless regretful footprints behind us.
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October 31, 1465 in the mainland Gregorian calendar, is destined to be a day that will go down in history. After this day, the Falvi continental plate, which has been inseparable since the creation of the world, will be divided by the Great Rift Valley on the Jewel Flower Plain in the central part of the continent, and will be torn into two pieces of land, the north and the south, by the great power of the gods. The cracked continental shelf is scattered on both sides of the Comet Sea like a necklace of scattered pearls, becoming four island chains guarding the two continents. The mountains were leveled, the plains were cracked into hills, and the magma fire buried deep in the ground burst out, burning the originally lush and fertile Holy Fox Highlands into a dry wilderness.
This huge plate movement is destined to become a catastrophic memory for the world of Falvey Continent buried deep in the underwater abyss: the seven cities and nineteen castles of the Continental Alliance will be destroyed in an instant, and the Doomsday Empire will also pay five At the cost of the city and twenty-seven outpost battles, millions of mainland natives will die during this spectacular and majestic giant plate movement. A total of nine special areas that were once released with copy spells will disappear.
And among them, there is an inconspicuous, run-down town called Gravel Fortress, where a tribesman of a different bloodline from mine lives, his name is "Troll Witch Doctor Carlson".
On the night before this inevitable disaster, old Carlson drove me out of the gravel fortress and used his power to seal the castle gate. Whenever I tried to enter, he would unceremoniously knock me out. Throw it out.
He was worried that I would disappear with him in this disaster, and he was also worried that our existence would be exposed under this great change that is attracting the attention of the gods.
I didn¡¯t move away, I just stood on the hillside opposite the fortress and looked in from a distance. Through the translucent twisted space formed by the dungeon's magic power, the tower where Black Lord Arthur Dengote was standing was vaguely visible.
I knew that I couldn't see old Carlson from here, but I still stood stiffly on the hillside, staring there stubbornly, as if every second I looked, I spent more time with my friend. Like a second.
Through the endless void and the vast sea of ??numbers, a message hidden deep in the world's code is vaguely visible. This message exudes an extremely sacred aura, indicating that it comes directly from the irresistible will of the Supreme God.
This message is jumping all the time, telling us that there are still 1 minute and 15 seconds until the world completely sinks into darkness again.
That old guy with blue skin and fangs, are you also paying attention to this message now? Are you enjoying the last and most difficult moment of peace in your life? Or maybe you are still deciphering the secrets hidden by the gods in this world with great interest, busy with satisfaction and happiness, and don't care where the huge needle of history will go after it runs out?
?¡54 seconds, 53 seconds, 52 seconds¡
You don¡¯t know how lucky I am to have a friend like you in my life. You taught me a lot, not just the magical abilities, but also the wise calmness. You make me feel like I can face many things that I couldn't face otherwise, and you make me stronger. More importantly, your presence makes me feel
¡I don¡¯t feel lonely¡
?¡27 seconds, 26 seconds, 25 seconds¡
I still want to say sorry to you, not because of anything, but I suddenly felt that it should be like this. I have always known that you are envious of me, envious that I seem to have a complete soul that can walk freely on this continent, constantly satisfying and enriching my life. Sometimes I will use some of my experiences outside to arouse your interest, and then never talk about it again, pretending not to see the desire and enthusiasm in your eyes. I don't know if all this has hurt you, but I just feel very sorry.
10 seconds, 9 seconds, 8 seconds
Oh, I forgot to tell you, I left you a letter, it will be delivered to you at dawn tomorrow. You'll see it, won't you? Promise me you will see it, promise me you will reply, okay?
?¡3 seconds, 2 seconds, 1 second¡
The overwhelming darkness swept over, swallowing up everything visible and invisible. In the fraction of a microsecond before I completely lost consciousness, I saw with my own eyes that the long code symbolizing the Gravel Fortress disintegrated into nothingness bit by bit.
At this moment, I lost not only a friend, but also a teacher, a father, a soul that allowed me to support each other and walk through loneliness together in this absurd world - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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