Chapter 1234： Shadow Sand

Those gray-white sands are the "samples" that Maggie brought back from Tarrond all the way, and they are the mysteries that Modil Wilde brought back from the "other side" when he was chased by the ancient gods. Substance, they lie quietly in the background of pitch-black flannel, like a few dim stars inlaid in the night sky, and on their edges, a very subtle gray-white tone like a diffused halo extends to the flannel Above, those off-white tones are very inconspicuous, if not for careful observation, even Gawain would barely be able to distinguish it.

"...is this thing?" Gawain looked at the sand in the box a little unexpectedly, and subconsciously said, "It looks very inconspicuous..."

"Yes, it's very inconspicuous, but it's definitely not something that the material world should have," Maggie said with a serious face. "Prior to my coming, Victoria and Heragor had done a certain degree of inspection of these sands. They found that these sands did not interact with any magical power, and would not be infested by any color. When they were illuminated on their surface with a colored light source, they would always show a constant gray state, as if their body was still located in an unrealistic state. In an independent space affected by the world, what we see is only their projection in the real world-but their existence is real."

Gao Wen gave a hum, and then he muttered for a while and suddenly said: "...what is Victoria doing?"

"She was by Mr. Modil's side-she didn't reveal her identity," Maggie nodded and said, "Mr. Modil's situation is very unstable now, it seems that the dream will be pulled to the'other side' at any time, and The blood connection between Victoria and him seems to be able to temporarily interfere with this kind of'traction' and wake him up from the dream in time..."

"I heard that Modil's abnormal situation appeared after he approached Tarrond," Gawain said again, "Have you considered letting him leave the place temporarily?"

"Before we set off, we discussed this with Lord Herragor, but Her Excellency Herragor advised us not to act rashly," Maggie shook her head. "Divine power is an extremely strange and difficult'thing'. Once you have been entangled by the power of the gods, it is useless to rely solely on the physical level of "pull the distance", because the connection has been established, and the power of the gods will cross the barrier of time and space-even in worse circumstances, the act of rushing away On the contrary, it may lead to more serious backlash..."

"I can understand..." Gao Wen nodded slightly when he heard the words, "It's just like the beliefs of various gods. It's okay if you don't believe it. Once you believe it, the shackles will be formed. It is not so easy to get out of it. The gods themselves can't control it."

He couldn't help sighing in his heart, and then he looked up at Amber, only to find that this half-elf had been staring at the sand in the box for some time. She used to make trouble for a long time no matter what new things were encountered. It was surprisingly quiet, and those amber eyes were full of confusion, curiosity, and thoughtful complex expressions.

He immediately thought of Amber’s "birth" and the inextricable connection between this half-elf and the shadow world, and he couldn't help but care about it: "Why? Will it be uncomfortable to see these things?"

"No... that's not it," Amber finally woke up from his thoughts, and shook his head quickly after hearing Gawain's words. "It just feels...a little familiar and kind, as if she had been in contact with these things a long time ago. It's like..."

"Then your feeling is probably right," Gawain nodded lightly, "This thing is most likely from the Shadow Realm, and the Shadow Realm... is the place where you were really born, maybe there is still some of the original in your subconscious mind. Memories."

Amber gave a noncommittal cry, scratching her hair and didn't say anything again-Robot No. 36, this is her true origin hidden under her seemingly half-elf appearance. As the top achievement of the ancient Gondor Empire's biochemical engineering, she The body of a shadow dweller was stuffed with the soul of a shadow dweller. Although she no longer remembers her experience as a shadow dweller, it now seems...those memories that have disappeared still left some indelible projections in her heart. .

Maggie was confused by the conversation between Gawain and Amber. She obviously did not know the "hidden origin" of the Imperial Intelligence Minister. At this time, she couldn't help asking: "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing, some old things," Gawain waved his hand casually, got up from behind the desk and picked up the delicate and complicated metal small box. "I've already seen the sample, and we laymen may also analyze it. Nothing, it's time to ask the real expert... What is Ms. Enya doing at this time?"

Amber said casually: "Who knows? Either reading the newspaper or drinking tea, or playing cards with people online-anyway, living a leisurely life that makes me envious..."

Gawain couldn't help sighing, and muttered as he walked toward the door: "...Stop talking about you, I feel envious."

Passing through the long corridor from the study to the incubation room, Gao Wen and his party arrived at Enya's door in a short time. They found that the door of the incubation room was concealed, and there seemed to be a vague voice coming out of it-Gao Wen returned at first. I was wondering who would visit the retired **** at this time, but soon he heard a "quack" coming from the incubator.

He and Amber’s faces suddenly showed clear smiles—the retired parents are bringing their babies.jpg.

Gao Wen stepped forward and opened the door of the incubator room. At first glance, he saw the young dragon lying on Enya eggshell pretending to occupy the mountain, stretched his neck in all directions, and was lying on it. The golden dome above his head steadily slammed into the grooved base on the floor, with pale gold runes on the surface, filled with a kind of lazy and satisfying atmosphere-then Gao Wen's eyes turned around in the room again After a lap, I saw another young dragon.

The little guy was sitting in a corner, seemingly serious, with an iron bucket on his head. On the floor in front of her, there was an iron shelf that I didn’t know where to find. On the shelf, there were rows of roasted half-baked. Betty, the maid chief, was squatting next to the barbecue rack, seriously teaching the young dragon how to use spices correctly and how to cook the meat—I don’t know how much this education can do.

Gao Wen looked around like this, his face couldn't help showing a helpless expression, how should I put it, the daily life of these guys is quite rich...

"Ah, my friend, good day," Enya had noticed Gao Wen and his party at the door, her eggshell against the wyrmling while greeted in a gentle and pleasant tone, "You also brought other guests. ... It seems that you are in trouble again?"

"Yes, I'm here basically to destroy your leisure time," Gawain teased a little self-deprecatingly, "This time I bring new news from Tarrond."

While talking, the two young dragons also noticed the appearance of Gawain and Amber. They immediately stopped playing, and screamed while flapping their wings and ran to the door. First, they raised their wings and lowered their heads with Gawain and Amber. They each made two "quacks", and then they noticed Maggie, who was standing by without saying a word.

The two little guys suddenly showed humanized curious expressions on their faces. They tilted their heads and looked at the "Dragonborn" in front of them. They seemed to recognize the same kind of breath on each other, but there was a different feeling in that breath— -The young dragons who don't understand the ancient history of the dragon clan became nervous and flinched their wings.

This scene made Maggie, who was about to say hello with a smile, suddenly froze. She stood at the door in a little embarrassment. She didn't know where to place her arm just after raising her arm at a slight angle. Gao Wen quickly noticed this. , He immediately wanted to speak to alleviate this somewhat embarrassing situation, but at the moment when he was about to break the silence, the two young dragons who were retreating due to tension seemed to suddenly react and uttered a "quack" cheerful cry.

They jumped up on the floor, fluttered their wings and came to Maggie's side. They stretched out their long necks and tried to rub the latter's hand. Maggie didn't react for a while. When they did, they were already caught by the two little guys. Entangling, she showed a bewildered expression, and at the same time looked a little confused at the "old god" in the center of the room that was glowing with a pale golden glow.

"Relax, they just thought you were a bit strange," Enya smiled lightly, her tone soft and gentle, "Dragon will never admit his own kind."

"The two little guys still don't have names?" Gao Wen glanced at the young dragons who had been playing around Maggie, and suddenly asked with some curiosity.

"Not yet, Melita and Noretta think that they can wait for the two little guys to grow up before they have a formal name," Enya said with a smile, "but now they both have nicknames, it was yesterday that Merita I just gave it..."

"Nation name?" Gao Wen was taken aback, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but cocked. "I don't know about it yet-what name did Merita give them?"

Enya seemed a little helpless in her tone: "Mei Li and Nore..."

Gao Wen: "...Can you still be so casual!!"

"I also think it's pretty casual, but the two little guys seem to like it," Enya said casually, "Let's not talk about it anymore. You have something to ask me today, right?"

When talking about business, Gawain's expression became a little serious. He first looked back at Betty, who was on standby, and beckoned to the maid: "You take two little guys out to play."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Betty nodded immediately, walked quickly and pressed the heads of the two young dragons, and then only casually greeted her, and the two genuine dragons immediately followed her obediently, like two quilts. The dogs brought home by the owner usually leave the hatching room.

After Betty and the Whelps left, Gao Wen came to Enya and opened the metal box that he had been holding: "Look at this first."

As the gray-white gravel in the metal box revealed its true face, the light golden runes slowly wandering on the surface of Enya's eggshell stagnated for a moment, and her tone instantly changed from lazy to extremely serious: "You are Where did you get this thing?"

Seeing Enya's reaction, Gao Wen knew that he was on the right trip.

"This thing may come from a lost kingdom of God. A mortal being chased by the power of an ancient **** brought it to the real world from a dream," Maggie immediately explained to the side, "It looks like you know the origin of this thing?"

"...This is the shadow and dust, from the land blessed by Lady Ye, and since the sailor left this world, the whereabouts of Lady Ye is unknown, no matter whether it is in the real world or the shadow world, this world can never be found again. Kind of pure dust," a solemn and low voice came from the golden dome, mixed with memories and emotions, "These dusts exist at the moment of light and shadow interlacing, they are sacred'eternal products', all colors and lights in the world They can’t change the way they appear in the eyes of mortals, and wherever they go, they are where Lady Ye’s kingdom goes... Yes, this thing comes from a lost kingdom of God, this is Lady Ye’s The kingdom of God itself."

Listening to Enya's explanation, Maggie's expression suddenly changed, and her eyes widened: "Wait, these sands are Lady Ye's kingdom of God itself?! Then let's take this thing out, isn't it..."

"Child, it's not wise to talk about toxicity without the dose. Have you noticed the grayish-white color that stretches out around those grains of sand? Just relying on these sands that have been disconnected from the source of the shadows, they are spreading out of the'nation of God' That's just a little bit."

"Uh..." Maggie's face was suddenly embarrassed, "I was too nervous just now."

"Understandably, this is related to the power of the gods after all, and it is an ancient **** who escaped hunting during the time of the sailor and is still missing..." Enya said, "When I saw these things just now All were taken aback."

"I remember you mentioned Miss Ye who is missing," Gawain suddenly cut in aside, "You said she may be in a strange state of'hidden', you can even'feel' that he is still alive... "

"But that was the former'me'," Enya said lightly. "Now I have lost the ability to perceive another god. All that is left is the experience and knowledge needed to help you identify this "relic". And even if It’s me...I can’t help you find the whereabouts of that lady. He hides it deeply."

"...Is there any feasible ideas?" Maggie did not give up, and asked on the side, "What can we do to find the clues to the lost kingdom of God..."

"I can't help it. The ‘mortal chased by the power of the ancient gods’ that you just mentioned is probably the only way of thinking," Enya replied immediately, "Look at your attitude at the moment...that mortal should be very special?"

"...This is just another thing we want to tell you," Gawain said with a soft breath, "You should know that mortal-he is Modil Wilde, who was born in 600 years The human adventurer who was active before, you have seen him in the Tower of Upsurge."

The incubation room fell silent for a moment, and Enya's eggshell surface could not show any expression, but Gawain could almost feel the seriousness of her escape becoming real in an instant, and the silence lasted for a few minutes. Seconds after the seeding, the voice of the former dragon **** came from the golden dome: "It seems that I had a great mistake back then...what happened to the Tower of Upstream?"

As Gawain expected, after hearing the name of Modil Wilde, Enya immediately thought of the tower left by the sailor-it was the combination of Modil and Tarrond. , The key hub that connects 600 years ago with the present era, is also the most likely element to direct events to the "realm of the gods."

"There is nothing wrong now," Gawain sighed lightly, "But Hragor is very worried."