Chapter 682: “Crazy”?
Chapter 682: “Crazy”?
Freem’s gaze was instantly attracted by the huge “cane”, he stared at it for a long time, and only after a long time did he squeeze out some sounds from his lips: “…… Eternal Flame… …”
Only after a few more seconds of silence did he look up, his gaze falling on Vanna and Duncan, “You took it out, it’s ……”
“It was Vanna’s idea,” Duncan shook his head and took a slight half step back, “She thought the cane should go to the Church of the Firebringers.”
Frem’s eyes widened slightly, looking at the Inquisitoress with some consternation.
“Tarekin left me this cane as a parting memento, but at that point in time, He did not know of the existence of the Deep Age,” Vanna said in a quiet tone as she sighed softly, “Perhaps the Tarekin I saw was only a shadow, perhaps the Sanguinians of the Deep Age were only the Third ‘replica’ that was recreated after the Long Night, but there are some things …… that should be whoever owns them, and the legacy of civilization shouldn’t be turned into a personal collection, and handing it over to the Church of the Firebringer should be more meaningful than leaving it in my hands. ”
Silence fell around the table for a moment, Helena, Lune and Banister exchanged glances with each other, then wisely kept their mouths shut, while Frem slowly reached out his hand, his rock-like fingers carefully rubbing the rough surface of the cane.
The densely engraved marks on the cane seemed to be engraved in frozen time, telling without words a period of civilization that had been forgotten by all beings, and in the faded memories that had long since disappeared, a race had stumbled from the wilderness, moving towards splendor, and then towards the end of the game.
But Frem couldn’t even recognize any of the words on it – he only felt that every single engraving on it was incredibly intimate, even so intimate that it seemed to be engraved in his own soul, and yet so strange, so strange that it seemed to be the words of another dimension.
A complex emotion surged up from the bottom of his heart.
“The elves felt the same way you did when they first dug up those scrolls from the Dark Islands,” Lune suddenly broke the silence beside him, the elderly elf watched the change of expression on Frem’s face and spoke quietly, “We’ve been through it all over again, I understand.”
“…… This comes with a full evolution of words, we can always decipher what they mean,” Frem said softly, “The Firebringers are experts in that.”
He looked up suddenly, his expression extraordinarily solemn as he looked Vanna in the eye.
“I’ll have all the traces on this topologized for the study of Sanguine writing and history – that’s all we’ll take with us.”
Vanna was stunned for a moment, puzzled and surprised, “Of course …… but you mean the cane ……”
“This is a gift from my Lord, and it is His will that it remain in your hands,” Frem shook his head slowly, “And, Miss Vanna, the legacy of civilization is not this cane brought out of the Dreamlands – the true legacy is here; it is the history recorded in these engravings.”
The fire-bearer pope’s fingers brushed lightly over the surface of the cane, and in those indentations of varying depths, it was as if his fingertips had touched those ancient lost years.
“To this day, whether we are willing to admit it or not, what is recorded in that group of cultists’ Book of Blasphemy can no longer be denied, the true history of our world opened in the Third Long Night, and everything in the earthly world is a ‘replica’ that was born out of ashes, and for a world that was in ashes For a world copied from ashes …… digging up ‘memories’ and ‘history’ has become far more significant than chasing after ‘relics ‘ itself – Ms. Vanna, we just need to take away the words on this.”
Vanna blinked, the situation seemed a bit unexpected, and she subconsciously looked up at Duncan, who then gave her a slight nod.
“…… I see,” Vanna breathed out softly, “I will take good care of it then, and treat it as equal to honor and life.”
“Very well, then that problem is solved as well,” Duncan broke the silence as he took a half step forward with a wisp of a smile on his face, but soon he couldn’t help but speak as if he remembered something else, “…… But then again, after Vanna brought this ‘Chronicle Pillar’ to the real world, you, the Church of the Firebringer, didn’t receive any ‘feedback’ or ‘revelations’ from Tarekin either? ”
“No,” Frem shook his head and admitted quite frankly, “As we mentioned earlier in the meeting, the connection between the earthly world and the gods has now become extremely difficult, not only is the ‘voice’ itself weakening Not only is the ‘voice’ itself weakening, but even the messages that are barely transmitted …… are also mixed with more and more interference and noise, and the only good news now is that the ‘power’ that the Gods have sent down can still be effective on the Boundless Sea, but other than that even the four of us have not heard ‘Him’ for many years now. ‘His’ clear voice anymore.”
“I’ve also only been able to access vague revelations and occasional guidance from the Goddess,” Vanna sniffed and immediately added from the sidelines, “and while the Goddess is still quick to respond to my calls, that ‘response’ has indeed always been vague. ”
“The decline and death of a god is a very different process from that of a mortal,” Lune followed suit, “We still cannot decipher the secrets of this, but it is clear that He is still sane to this day – it’s just that this ‘sanity’ is no longer accurately transmitted to the mortal mind, as if there is some kind of ‘cognitive deviation’ between the two, which makes our minds increasingly unable to understand His ‘voice’ ……”
Loon paused at this point, and only after a moment of reflection did he continue with a hint of hesitation, “Frankly, it makes me think of the story of the ‘crazy bird’ once again.”
Helena instantly changed her face slightly, as she seemed to understand Lune’s meaning at the first moment, “You’re saying that the essence of …… the gods’ current ‘state of death’ is that they’re gradually moving away from the ‘cognitive ‘ level deviating from our world? The increasing interference and noise …… we’ve been picking up from the Ark all these years is some kind of ever-increasing ‘madman bird effect’?”
“It’s a conjecture I’ve only recently developed – after the events of Lightwind Harbor,” Loon nodded gently, “and it’s the only thing so far that can account for all that increasingly intense ‘ noise’ conjectures.” Duncan listened silently to the discussion between the several Popes from the sidelines, and waited until their discussion had almost come to an end before he suddenly spoke up, “As a matter of fact …… I was going to say just now, I do occasionally ‘hear’ His voices, or see the messages He passes over.”
Helena and Frem and the others instantly fell silent.
The four Popes slowly turned their heads, and several lines of sight landed on Duncan, each with an expression on their faces that looked like they had seen a ghost – the
To be fair, with the skills of a few of them, they would probably be much calmer than they are now if they really saw a ghost.
“What you say is true?!” Helena was the first to speak, “You said that you can clearly hear the voices of the gods? That He even …… delivers messages to you?!”
Even the always calm and collected Frem didn’t tense up, this Sanguine Pope who looked like a small giant directly walked around the table to Duncan, “You have a direct connection with the Gods? By what means are you connected?!”
“Stop, stop, stop, I just said ‘occasionally’, only occasionally do I hear or see messages from Him,” Duncan hurriedly waved his hand, knowing that the four in front of him were obviously misunderstanding, “It’s not much of a ‘direct contact’, but it does …… make it fairly clear. In fact I’m completely at a loss as to what exactly the ‘noise’ and ‘interference’ you keep referring to is – I’ve never encountered it at all.”
The popes looked at each other.
Duncan, for his part, did not hide the fact that he had heard or seen the gods delivering messages on several occasions by coincidence – including the messages he had seen, or the traces left behind by the gods’ communication that he had seen in that eerie dark space.
Of course, he concealed the specifics of those exchanges.
And then, the hall was quiet for a long time.
After a long time, the first to break the silence was Frem, the stoic Sanguine who dropped his eyes on Lune, “…… This seems to prove at least that ‘He’ does remain sane. ”
“Yes, keeping their sanity,” Lune snapped out of his brief daze and immediately began to think, “If that’s true …… if the direction of my earlier speculation isn’t too much of a problem either ……”
He paused, quickly organizing his thoughts clearly-
“Then the whole thing can be interpreted like this: the gods still have reason, but their ‘reason’ has already deviated from the minds of mortals, and even from the world as a whole, and thus it is difficult for us to reach out to them anymore, and even this world is beginning to be tainted by them, but on the other hand, Captain Duncan is completely unaffected by this ‘deviation’ due to his own special characteristics ……”
Lune suddenly stopped again, as if he felt that there was still some vague or unexplainable contradiction in his set of ‘speculations’, and he was lost in thought, while just then something else suddenly occurred to Duncan.
“I remember …… according to the currently recognized conclusions of the world’s scholars and the church side, the ‘Holy Lord of the Profound’ located in the Profound Deep Sea is an Ancient God that is completely crazy and out of control?”
“Of course,” Lune immediately responded without hesitation, “The Profound Holy Lord is an existence that is as completely irrational as the Black Sun, and this is something we have direct evidence of – even though humans cannot enter the Profound Deep Sea alive, through a complex and dangerous rituals, we can ‘observe’ that depth ……”
“I’ve talked to the Sacred Lord of the Profound as well,” Duncan shrugged, “and frankly, I think He’s actually in an okay mental state – though He says He’s been a bit hard to top lately.”
Lune: “……?”
Duncan glanced at the hellish expressions on the faces of several of the popes, and hesitantly decided to continue – after all, the atmosphere was here.
“Also about the ‘Black Sun’ mentioned just now, actually …… I’ve seen it before, although I only exchanged so many words or two – He is really a bit of a unable to top it.”
Lune, Helena, Banister and Frem all had one expression, “……?!”
(End of chapter)