Chapter 618 – The Truth in the Wall of Silence

Chapter 618 – The Truth in the Wall of Silence

Nina hadn’t expected this scene to happen at all – she had imagined the changes that might occur after Mr. Morris touched the curtain of light, such as something running out of the curtain of light, such as her surroundings turning upside down, and she had even imagined a loud click, and Uncle Duncan and the entire Lost Country falling out of the sky, but she hadn’t imagined anything like this! .

This suspected “wall of silence” curtain of light, will be like a soap bubble like a silent …… burst.

The magnificent wall of light that made up the barrier instantly cracked into pieces, and the structure that once supported heaven and earth dissipated into light dust in the blink of an eye.

The moment the barrier shattered and disappeared, it seemed as if the entire forest fell into a short period of stagnation, and then after another second, the mist that permeated the forest began to continue to flow – and Nina finally reacted, running to her teacher in three or two steps.

“Mr. Morris!” She exclaimed out, “Are you alright? Why did this thing suddenly ……”

“I don’t know ……” Morris was obviously also a bit confused, this old scholar who always seemed calm, reliable and elegant on weekdays actually looked a bit at a loss for words, the corner of his mouth trembled for a bit, but in his mind he inexplicably remembered how many years ago, when he was furthering his studies at the Truth Academy, his His teacher, Lune, taught him the seven rules of archaeology–

First, don’t touch things; second, handle the environment with care; third, don’t touch things; fourth, don’t jump to conclusions; fifth, don’t touch things; sixth, respect the traces of civilization; seventh, don’t TM touch things ……

The old man lowered his head and looked at his hand in a bit of a daze, after many years, he finally once again had that feeling of “this must not be known to the teacher”.

But soon, this chaotic thought in his mind was interrupted by the sudden low exclamation coming from Nina next to him.

“Ah–” Nina couldn’t help but let out a small cry of shock, and at the border of the shattered light curtain, in the mist that continuously flowed out from the forest, she stared wide-eyed into the distance– the place that was once known as “Silence”, and the place that was once known as “Silence”. -The place that was once covered by the “Wall of Silence”.

Morris subconsciously raised his head and followed Nina’s gaze.

It was the dim light of the sky, the cloudy sky, the chaotic fog covering everything, it was the end of the forest, the vast mountain range and hills, in the endless fog, there were huge things gradually revealed the outline.

At first, Maurice thought it was a mountain, a strange, jagged and twisted mountain.

Then he realized that it was a tree, a …… giant tree that had been almost torn to pieces, with its remains covering the earth in a twisted, coiled mass that made it almost impossible to imagine its original form.

The crown of the tree that was once large enough to cover an entire plain had collapsed and tumbled, the trunk had broken and crumbled, and the lush green color had long since faded from it, as if it had been burned out by fire, leaving only twisted branches that looked like hideous skeletons, jaggedly and grotesquely pointing toward the sky.

The huge branches were like towers, the roots were like a city, the horrifying wreckage formed an apocalyptic wilderness, and the ashes and dust filled every inch of the furrow on the ground, splattering a pale barbarism around the giant tree–Morris and Nina stood on the edge of this extinct country, as if they stood on the border of the end of the world, looking out at the ancient Day of Destruction.

A breeze blew over the land of ashes, swirling a fine layer of pale ash, mixed with the mists that came out of the forest and hovered around Maurice and Nina as if they were entangled.

In the disorderly wind, Nina seemed to hear someone whispering beside her – the voice sounded a little familiar:

“…… Because she knew from the beginning that the Wall of Silence couldn’t save anyone, that she was just a sapling, and that when that day came, all she could give them was a nice bubble …… “

Nina’s eyes widened slightly, instantly looking in the direction the voice had come from.

But there was no one there, only a small tree.

A scrawny little tree, quietly rooted between dust and ash, its trunk and branches curving upwards, the very edges of its branches but hanging down, swaying from side to side in the breeze, looking …… just like the tree Shirin ended up turning into, as Shirley mentioned.

Any tree in the Dream of the Nameless One was taller and more robust than it.

Nina slowly made her way to the small tree and hesitated for a while before she stepped forward and placed her hand on its trunk, speaking tentatively, “Shireen?”

The small tree didn’t speak, only the branches hanging down from the edge of the canopy swayed in the wind.

The whisper that had just reached her ears seemed like a mere hallucination, and what came from her fingertips was nothing more than the rough, hard touch of bark.

Yet Nina couldn’t help but imagine how that elfin maiden who had led herself and Mr. Morris on a long journey, and who had finally returned home in excitement in the mists of the Silent Wall, had made her way through the borders of the dense forest, passed through the tomb of light, and then arrived at the edge of this land of ashes, to silently transform into a tree at this place where she could look out over the remains of Silentis.

“Nina, look over here.”

Maurice’s voice suddenly came from not far away, interrupting her rambling thoughts.

Nina instantly woke up and immediately came to Morris’ side, looking in the direction of her teacher’s finger.

More small trees appeared in her field of vision – at the edge of the wreckage of that giant tree, on the demarcation line between the land of ash and dust and the forest, on this border of doom, small tree after small tree was arranged in turn, as if guarding the ash and wreckage.

Or guarding the lush forest beyond the wreckage, outlined by dreams.

The entire area around the ruins was covered with uncountable numbers of these nameless little trees.

When a breeze blew, the small trees swayed their branches, emitting a very subtle sound that made it impossible to distinguish whether it was the sound of the wind or the sound of the trees.

Nina stared blankly at the scene, and after an unknown amount of time, she couldn’t help but mutter to herself, “There are so many …… These are all Shireen ……” For his part, Maurice did not speak, the old scholar simply gazed out silently at the small trees that were arranged along the encircling remains of Silentis, and then, as if he had thought of something, he came to a nearby dirt slope and gazed out in the direction from which he and Nina had come, at the vast dense forest in the distance.

Mist escaped from the forest, mixing with the ash and dust over the plains, creating a hazy “border”.

He descended from the earthen slope and came to Nina with a thoughtful look on his face.

Nina noticed the expression on her teacher’s face, “Mr. Morris, have you found something?”

“…… I have a wild guess – ‘Shireen’, the Wall of Silence.” Morris said in a deep voice.

Nina fumed a little.

“Silentis created Silent Wall and gave Silent Wall the mission of sheltering the elves, but it’s an impossible task, and it looks like Silentis, the ‘creator’, knew it from the beginning – but Silent Wall has still been carrying out this order,” Maurice said with a serious expression, “I just observed the scene at the edge of the forest, and confirmed that all those ‘nameless little trees’ are lining up along the demarcation line between the forest and the ruins, and there’s a vague pattern in the rows, like a some kind of …… array, not a random natural distribution, this is the trace of careful design.”

“Then ……” Nina hesitated and couldn’t help but ask, “But we’re not elves ……”

“But this isn’t really Silantis with the ‘Original Dreamland’ either,” Morris said, shaking his head, “Don’t forget, this is just the ‘Dream of the Nameless One ‘.”

Nina sniffed, immediately understanding the deeper meaning in her teacher’s statement.

This is only the Dream of the Nameless One.

The era described in the ancient myths of the elves, the Great Demon God “Sasloka” who created the world in his dreams, and the World Tree “Silentis” who sheltered the elves in his dreams, were really active long before the Deep Sea Era.

That era ended long ago – in the Great Annihilation.

What is now appearing in Light Wind Harbor is only a large-scale vision caused by the failure of the sun and the approaching “twilight”, a suspected “echo” that remains in the memory of the elven race.

“The Silentis and the Wall of Silence in the Echo will treat every individual who enters the forest with good intentions as an Elf.

Because they died many, many years ago – before there were any intelligent races other than elves in the world.

“So what do we do next?” Nina inquired.

Morris didn’t answer immediately, but immediately sank down and communicated with the captain in the depths of his spirit – he reported everything that had happened here, and then waited patiently.

……

Duncan was a bit confused.

At this moment, he was still staying at the bottom of the “Dreamland Lost Country” with Agatha, studying the spine of that huge ancient god, in the hope of finding some useful information related to the “Great Demon God Sasloka” here, or digging out more secrets of the “Lost Country” itself. The secrets of the Lost Country ship itself.

He didn’t expect that in the time he didn’t pay attention to it, Morris and Nina’s team had actually accomplished such an amazing job.

They poked through the wall of silence, saw the truth inside the wall of silence, and even …… saw the Silentis that has been turned into wreckage.

Duncan was in a trance with a little sense of unreality.

The “witches” and the illiterate group were still spinning in the forest, the gym students were still eating dirt alone in the desert, but the historian had taken his students to the middle of the map to dig out the graves of the ancient gods.

There’s a thrill of sending out two investigators in the opening round and finding Cthulhu dead on the doorstep three turns later.

Duncan shook his head and shook aside for the moment the random thoughts that had popped into his head.

Maurice was still waiting for his instructions on his end.

He lifted his head and looked around him at the dark, misty space that littered the area.

Sasloka’s spine stretched under his feet, this fragmented ancient god seemed to use this way to convey some information to him, even the Lost Country …… built on top of this ancient god’s spine also seemed to be doing its best to display its own “memories”.

Duncan exhaled slightly.

“Approach the ‘ruins’,” he said in his mind, “and investigate Silantis.”

(End of chapter)