"You just told me at the dinner table not to go to Donglu. Is there any deep-seated reason? There are only two of us here now, so you can rest assured." After the meal, Plisson was about to return to the room to rest. He grabbed Nuo Ling and asked him about the topic discussed at the dinner table.
"Okay, actually, that area of the Eastern Continent is not entirely part of this world." Nuo Ling said after pondering for a moment.
"It doesn't belong to this world? Then where does it belong, the star world or the underworld?"
"I mean not entirely of this world, but it's certainly part of it now."
"Can you stop being a Riddler and say something that normal people can understand."
"Let me tell you this, the Eastern Continent once did not belong to the present world. Its essence was a incomplete world that was brought here by the backhand left by the ancient god Ain of the Star World. In the early Fourth Age, it was separated from the world due to the great destruction. Santales, who had become incomplete due to the disaster, overlapped, and the two incomplete worlds pieced together a complete world, which is today's world."
"What?" What Nuo Ling said obviously had an impact on Plissen's cognition.
"I have been locked in the core space since the first cataclysm. Although I can use the core's power to know some information about the outside world, I really lack understanding of that new world, and I don't know if there is anything similar there. Due to the great existence of the 'Ancient God' and considering the possible risks, I advise you not to go." Nuo Ling explained in detail.
"Co-authored. Today's world is spelled out. I wonder why there are records of the Eastern Continent and the Dragon Dynasty Empire after the 4th Epoch. It turns out that they were brought here by the big hands of the star realm."
"Well...you can understand it this way." Nuo Ling said, stroking his forehead. After hearing the news, Plissen was quite shocked. Not only was he shocked that the present world was spliced together from two incomplete worlds, but he was also amazed that a being like the Ancient God had the means to piece the two worlds together. .
So... is there some connection between the world of my previous life and Santales? Are the so-called time travelers also people who were drawn here by similar means?
Pleasant didn't know, but Nuo Ling's words just now also made something in Pleasant's heart become firmer.
The Chinese fantasy worldview and the Western fantasy worldview can be stitched together. Maybe one day, I can return to that blue planet with all my skills in this world.
Although this goal is somewhat out of reach, it is good to have hope. Plissen briefly chatted with Nuo Ling for a few more words, and then said goodbye to each other. See you again tomorrow when he attends the Sihai Conference.
Late at night, Pleasant recalled the Mr. Qinglong he had seen during the day. He always felt that his golden mask engraved with dragon patterns felt strangely familiar to him, as if he had seen it somewhere before. .
But no matter how Pleasant searched his memory, he couldn't find the corresponding picture.
"There's no need to think too much. We will officially meet Qinglong tomorrow sooner or later, so there's no need to rush."
"Let's save our energy for tomorrow."... At the East Outpost of Shipwreck Bay, a pirate ship belonging to Shipwreck Bay ended its day's patrol.
The leading pirate captain looked at the slightly turbulent sea ahead, yawned tiredly, and was about to announce the order to return to the sailors.
But at this moment, blue waves suddenly surged to the east of the pirate ship. Amidst the bursts of bubbles and mist that followed, a warship flying the flag of the Dragon Dynasty Empire and with dragon patterns on the hull appeared in the pirate ship's eyes.
"No, there's an enemy attack!" The pirate captain immediately cheered up and prepared to take out a special signal talisman to inform the pirates in Shipwreck Bay of this information.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the hand that was about to activate the signal symbol was firmly grasped by another, more powerful hand.
The owner of this hand belongs to a tall and tall young man. He is wearing dark golden clothes. His long black hair looks like it has been splashed with ink, and is tied up high by a silver crown covered with patterns.
"Perhaps it's time for you all to take a rest." Xuanwu's cold voice instantly spread across the deck. In a burst of illusory mist, the eyes of all the sailors on the pirate ship became blurred, and the weapons in their hands also lowered their hands. Finally, they seemed to be sleeping. He collapsed on the deck helplessly.
Only the pirate captain, whose left hand was grabbed by Xuanwu, still wanted to resist desperately. He bit his tongue, trying to use pain to resist the fatigue and sleepiness that almost occupied his entire mind.
He moved his other hand with difficulty, trying to pick up the signal talisman that fell on the ground and perform his duties.
However, in the confrontation in his mind, the simple physical pain seemed unable to stop the sleepiness that was suppressing his spirit. In the end, the pirate captain failed to pick up the signal talisman on the ground. He fell on the deck as weakly as his sailors. , fell into a long-lasting stupor.
Xuanwu picked up the signal talisman on the ground and blew on it gently. The talisman burned with black flames and turned into invisible ashes.
"Zhi Ming Shenjun, please expand the scope of 'Yunmengze'." Xuanwu raised his head and looked at the air beside him, and said respectfully.
"Yes." An ancient voice responded to Xuanwu's words. After the voice fell, the entire surrounding sea area seemed to be shrouded in invisible fog. The turbulent sea surface became calm under the shroud of fog, and water gradually emerged under the water. tiny bubbles.
"Everyone, please wait for the signal from the Nanyang people." Xuanwu turned his head and looked behind him. In the hazy fog, one after another warships flying the flag of the Dragon Dynasty Empire appeared as gray shadows.
....Shipwreck Cove South Outpost. At this time, the entire southern outpost has been completely occupied by the densely arranged Shenghui fleet. Looking around, one can see a large number of golden sun-flashing flags, making the sea surface glow with bursts of golden light.
Surrounded by 8 large warships, a huge and gorgeous ship gradually sailed into this sea area.
The hull of the giant ship was glowing slightly, and its deck supported a huge building that resembled a castle.
This ship has no sails, and it doesn't look like a mana ship. The reason why it can hold up such a huge building and move freely on the sea seems to be related to the lights that shine on its hull.
This is the car of Holy Glory Pope Michael II, one of the Ten Saints today, the Star Chaser driven by the radiance of faith.
Michael II, wearing a gorgeous papal robe and a triple crown, was lying on the throne on the top floor of the Star Chaser tower, quietly listening to the reports from his subordinates.
As the only daughter of Francis I, the leader of all saints, Mijole inherited the Holy Glory's papacy at the age of 24. In the following year, she successfully accommodated the complete divinity of a powerful old god and was listed among the Ten Saints by the world. of ranks.
She is the youngest of the Ten Saints in history. The name Michael Abraham Anyicetus has been bound to the word genius since his birth.
But even a genius like Mijol has his own troubles. She was entangled in a dream. To her, it was both the most beautiful dream in the world and a nightmare full of pain and fear.
She wanted to escape this nightmare, but she didn't want to wake up.
"So... Canglan, Tianying, and Longchao are all ready?" Miol II lay lazily on the throne, looking at the knights and bishops under the throne. .
"Yes, His Majesty the Pope, and according to the latest news from the Eastern Continent's scouts, Qinglong's nine dragon ships are all restricted to the Luoyun Ferry in the Eastern Continent, and he himself is on the Yajuan among them." A man in robes said The bishop with the golden snake pattern was smiling, and he reported to Michael II on the throne,
"All the messengers sent by Qinglong were stopped by us. The Star Compass, an artifact of the East China Sea, has also been in the Shipwreck Bay. The Four Seas Council will be held tomorrow morning. The artifact of the Four Seas will soon return to its place. Qinglong will not be able to come back no matter what." Miol II looked up. Looking into the distance, the Shipwreck Bay in the distance seemed to become clearly visible in her eyes.
"Then we just have to wait until the Four Seas Council convenes tomorrow."
