Sword of Daybreaker

Tyr casually said a few words, Gawain’s heart picked up the waves, because he heard a huge amount of information from that short sentence!

Siren is an ancient and mysterious civilization. This deep-sea race outside his “satelite surveillance area” has been a fairly developed civilization since tens of thousands or even dozens of ten thousand years ago, although due to the influence of magic tide, The technological development of this race seems to have fallen into stagnation and bottlenecks, but they have continued at least for a long time – and in the process left a large number of observations of terrestrial civilization.

Siren’s observations are clearly more continuous, more detailed, and more reliable than Gawain’s later “one millennium and other frames.”

Then Tyr’s words should be credible.

That is to say…this world Every civilization is restarted every time, after every reinvention, the mortal race will always establish a similar religion, always believe in a similar God?

In the case that the civilization inheritance was completely interrupted, and even World has reshaped, what are the beliefs of God that have continued? !

God can ignore the influence of magic tide, which Gawain thought of a long time ago, but how did their faith appear in Mortal World again and again? The mortal civilization of this season is the knowledge of God through the “Eternal Tablet”. Then, in every past mortal civilization, will Eternal Tablet appear?

According to Gawain’s speculation, the so-called Eternal Tablet is most likely a kind of storage medium left by the “Tuster Fleet” in ancient times. Has this storage medium become a medium for God to continuously recover and re-transmit its own information? Or to say… All this is simply the means of the “showing the gods fleet” in ancient times, is they deliberate?

He felt that he seemed to smell the conspiracy…

Tyr couldn’t help but curious when he saw Gawain’s changing expression: “What do you want? It’s hard for me to recite those ‘God’. You are not happy yet? Don’t you believe in God?”

“No, not because of this,” Gawain hurriedly waved. “I just thought of something else… Yes, in your Siren’s account, every season on the land has the same system of gods, right?” they are……”

“Wait, you probably got it wrong,” Tyr interrupted him directly and explained with a sharp tail. “I mean, you land people who believe in a similar ‘God’ in every season, not the same God. – There is a big difference between the two.”

“What’s the difference?” Gawain frowned, “What is the difference?”

“It’s the objects that the sects of several generations seem to have in common, but the actual feeling is not the same God,” Tyr thought hard, trying to find the most accurate words to describe the history she knew. “ Let me give you an example. For example, on the land of ancient times, the civilizations of the ancient times have a tendency to worship the concept of ‘light, shelter, justice’, and in this process produced the belief of Holy Light, but actually The ‘God of Holy Light’ of each generation is different. I remember that the oldest God of Holy Light in Siren’s record is a powerful male giant, but the God of Holy Light worshipped by the next generation of civilization. It’s a dragon, a crystal Great Dragon… Well, in the civilization of your last generation or last generation, the image of God of Holy Light seems to be a woman, then it’s called Bright Goddess…”

Gawain listened at a glance, and finally yelled at Tyr: “Hey, you can pay attention! Don’t say this with others, especially don’t say to the devotees, this topic is too It’s a god, you can hear it, you can easily be grilled on a firewood to roast into a grilled fish…”

“You can rest assured, of course I know,” Tyr rolled his eyes. “And Siren is not afraid of roasting. It’s too big to be bake into steam. Waiting for a wave of cold air, we’ll be back in the rain…”

Gawain feels like he has heard of a great ethnic innate talent, but he is more concerned about the ever-changing image of the gods: “As you said, is the God image of other sects still changing?”

“Yeah, your Magic Goddess this season is still a magical male god in the last season. In the last season, it was called ‘Dragon’s Dragon Camandor’. Your War God in this season was a four-headed man in the last season. The horned lion, but last season was actually a big, chest woman,” Tyr said, shaking his head. “And not just the image will change, sometimes God will have a fusion or disappearion – for example, in ancient times, Blood God and War God are actually the same faith. At that time, it was called the ‘slaughter god’, and the God of Commerce you now believe in should be divided into commercial gods and contract gods in a season of civilization…”

Gawain was stunned by the pile of ancient behind-the-scenes secrets that Tyr had come up with. After pulling the half-day formula in his heart, he found himself unable to change and correspond to this pile of God. To be clear, at least not for a short time, so he directly gave up these details, and concluded a rough and easy to understand conclusion:

Although seasons and mortal civilizations each believe in the exact God idol, in general, the mortal belief is not an exact, unchanging god, but a certain unity in the development of civilization. The “concept product” that will almost always appear in the process!

Everyone is afraid of fire, so there is a belief in fire. The mortal yearns for light and justice, so the belief of Holy Light is born. The mortal needs trade and fairness, so it has a commercial belief. The worship of war and blood has spawned war and blood. Faith, the fear of the night gave birth to the shadow and dark faith…

Their beliefs are initially directed to a certain concept, and the exact image of the gods should be the product of that.

Therefore, Tyr said that the civilization on land has been worshipping “similar God” regardless of how many generations have been changed. However, the God image of each season is very different!

Gawain couldn’t help but think of the original God worship on Earth. In ancient times, the Earth people experienced similar things. They first aweed certain phenomena in nature, and then they were born from this vague, conceptual awe. More explicit God, but unlike Earth, in this world…

The power of God and God is real.

Gods whose images are constantly changing… If they are really old-fashioned, and they all have the humanity characteristics of the various religions, will they allow the mortal civilizations of season after season to shape their images at will?

Obviously it is impossible. After all, even a few syllables in the Holy Light sect can be killed by Holy Light “Divine Punishment”. Those gods are not as tolerant to mortals.

So there is only one conclusion: in every quarter of the civilized religious system, the gods really changed… At least, their image really changed.

Gawain couldn’t help but have a very daring question: Is God making people or artificial people?

He followed this bold idea, but he encountered a new problem: If it is really “artificial”, then the suspected God of Storms who died in the deep sea, died in the God of Nature of Nether Shadow World… How should the actual flesh and blood body be explained?

There is another problem. Siren started to dig “big squid” when it was very ancient. In the process, there must have been more than one round of “God of Storms” beliefs on the land. In the process, God of Storms Who is sitting in the “God position”?

You know, the power of the God of Storms has always existed. Before the Child of Storms fell black, their Priest could exchange for the “Goal’s response” by praying for God of Storms, thus in the endless sea of ​​chaos. The voyager has a safe route. It is impossible for such a great force to come out of nowhere. It’s hard that the God of Storms, which has been smashed by the Siren, is taking time out of the hovered between life and death. News? !

If this is the case, then Godd Storms’s level of professionalism can make Gawain look at it.

Gawain’s face gloomy and uncertain, and finally only said leisurely: “The relationship between God and mortal…how is it linked together…”

Tyr shrugged (and the tip of the tail): “This involves my knowledge of the blind spot. After all, Siren doesn’t believe in God. Even if you curiously follow the practices of your land people, you can’t get those God’s. Respond. Your ‘Divine Spell’ system is completely incomprehensible in our eyes, just as you can’t understand Siren’s elemental technology.”

“You can get God’s response before you have a ghost,” Gawain couldn’t help but squint at the salted fish. “Look at your recipes – can God respond to you if you are rushing to give you a sashimi?” ”

Tyr rubbed his lips: “I’m really a little embarrassed to say this, saying that I can take a sip of the big white deer…”

Gawain not even think : “No.”

“Why…” Miss Siren was obviously hit hard. “You can’t use the big white deer anyway. You don’t burn or eat, so the big piece of meat is wasted there…”

“The situation of the giant deer Amoen and the ‘big squid’ can be different,” Gawain glanced at the guy who had begun to drool and swayed his tail. “The giant deer Amoen relied on a large number of ancient weapons wrecks. The resulting force field is sealed, does Camel say it? Now it’s in a very delicate balance, heaven knows what happens to your past sip. And again, the door to Nether Shadow World is built on ancient Gondor. Technically, those ancient techniques can now go wrong at any time. What if you go in and take a sip? How do you get out of Nether Shadow World? Is it your own caterpillar-like way to get out of it? ?”

Tyr: “…”

Seeing Miss Siren speechless, Gawain exhaled, turned to look at the prosperous Cecil City under the bright winter sun.

“Still continue to sunbathe.”

Tyr grinned helplessly, and the long snake tail melted and became an snake tail. Then she twisted her body and slammed it like a salted fish. “Well, oh…”

At the same time, St. Sunil City, Sanctis finally set foot on the land of this ancient Royal Capital.

He looked up and watched the sun shine on the towering roofs of St. Sunil City, shining on the colorful windows of the church, and shining on the old city walls and towers that were mottled and old.

After nearly a year, he finally returned.