It seemed as if he had slept for a long night, as if there had been silence for an entire era.
In the messy, moldy, and chaotic dreamland, Laite only felt that he was going through reincarnations one after another. He was rolling back and forth in psychedelic stories with a strong historical atmosphere, from the perspective of a third party. Observe and experience.
Until the cold breath lingered around his body again, eroding his consciousness again.
After rolling back and forth at hallucinatory speed, Laite suddenly found himself in a vast sea of stars.
This is not the vast universe, planetary space, or the bright galaxy that he often saw in science fiction short films and pictures in the previous world.
Here, it seems like the universe was born.
There was complete silence and endless darkness shrouding his consciousness.
Staring carefully into the darkness, Laite tried to find some clues in the dream, a little bit away from this dream that made people feel lonely, lonely, and even a kind of spiritual dissipation.
Suddenly, he saw a point.
His intuition and subconscious memory of astronomy and occult knowledge told him that this was the starting point.
The nascent universe.
It was a product created by the Creator in the early stages of his sleep. It seemed that the Creator's spirit was not perfect at that time. After entering this nightmare for unknown reasons, she did not figure out how to create it or set it up.
Until a small "inspiration" shines through the nightmare.
In the eyes of the Creator, "inspiration" is too precious, too psychedelic, and too difficult to capture.
But after she carefully "read" and "experienced" the content about "inspiration", she felt a sense of spiritual enlightenment.
Therefore, in Laite's eyes, the point of origin began to expand and become hot, until the endless fireworks of destruction burst out, extended, and finally completely enveloped him.
"Explosion?" Lite murmured.
He suddenly found that his spirit seemed to be disconnected from his body. He could feel the existence of his body, but he was still unable to control him or control him. He did not even make any basic postures to prevent the invasion of fire.
However!
The endless splendid fireworks did not bring a hot invasion like a regional abyss, but instead brought an icy coldness like a wasteland in an extremely cold field.
This reminded him of the words from "The Ancient World" that he had read somewhere or when:
"Dragon Word 1: The Dragon Clan was born from hot lava, born from endless anger. But they will always be accompanied by the cold and the dark night. According to legend, the boy who came to save the Dragon Clan eventually fell into an eternal sleep. The era of dragons has passed and will never be repeated again."
Just as Laite carefully understood this sentence and tried to decipher the meaning of the hint while half asleep and half awake, he suddenly realized that all the blazing incandescent flames had turned into countless glowing white flames at some point. Crystallized ice and snow.
It was quickly turning into countless icy tentacles, starting from his limbs and ending all over his body, wrapping around him and enveloping him.
A few seconds later, a woman wearing a blue and white palace dress appeared in front of him, with a fair and delicate face and a girlish body.
She actually showed an extremely cute smile when facing Laite.
Immediately afterwards, she gently raised her right hand, stretched out two fingers, and made a victory gesture from the "Victoria" era of the Ptoia Empire.
Just when Laite was puzzled and moved his lips, ready to ask, the "girl" spoke first, speaking in a sharp, childish, but extremely cold voice:
"My believer, Laite Sukra. You are getting closer and closer to the truth of your secret. [Order], you are still a rare [Order] who appears in this era where everyone believes in the Lord of the Night. It’s a very ideal career, but I’m afraid you will become a tragedy.”
"Tragedy...tragedy?" Laite asked doubtfully, his eyes fixed on the pure black eyes of the "girl" in front of him.
"The light is receding, the dark nightclub is invading, and the place where you and I are silent will eventually usher in the dawn. Laite, you are about to officially start to contact a god! Are you excited? Are you excited?" "Girl "He asked with a pure smile on his face as his body floated up and down in the vast sea of stars.
"I'm not excited, and I'm not excited either." Laite shook his head a few times and replied:
"The closer I get to my secrets, as well as the inhumane 'Blood Night Ritual' and 'Lalaya's Dream,' the more I feel heavy, lost, and even an inexplicable fear. I don't know how close I am to the gods and the truth." What will happen to me that day, but the only thing worthy of certainty is that I may go crazy or crazy. Maybe I will become a monster, or even a devil. I think, if it were not in a dream, this feeling in my heart I don’t necessarily share my thoughts with anyone.”
"Do you know the "Book of Dragons"? It tells about the history, culture, and combat skills of the Dragon Clan. It even mentions at the end that the era was very new, such as divination, astrology, smelting, mechanics, etc. It is now used Placed in the royal palace of the soon-to-be-abandoned Crusted Federation, it can tell you how to spy on the gods, how to obtain dragon power, how to make magic potions, and how to interact with gods through extraordinary power, magic power, and so on. A way to get in touch and advance to Order Level 4 or above. I think if you want to truly become an [Order] and use the abilities of this profession, you need to go to the north." "Girl" prompted.
"North? The Crusted Federation in the icy realm?" Laite rolled his eyes and suddenly made a very pessimistic guess:
"So, in the eyes of your gods, 'The Coming of Silence' will definitely fail, or will I definitely be destined to break away from the Zine Empire?"
"Yes, not entirely right." The "girl" said ambiguously:
"The entire world, including the universe, is moving from order to disorder. If humans who are not involved in 'wisdom' continue to input energy, everything in the creator's nightmare will move toward entropy, toward heat death, and become like It's like a desert. Speaking of Laite, I never told you my identity, how did you guess that I was a god?"
Seeing the girl tilting her head and asking with an innocent smile, Laite raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showed a knowing smile, and explained:
"There are very few people in the entire Socra, or rather in the entire empire, who believe in the goddess of light. Just now you said that I am your believer, my lady goddess. Isn't this clear?"
"'Wisdom', you really have 'wisdom', Laite. That will be easy." The "Goddess of Light" paused and continued:
"I know you are tired, but I still entered your dream according to some ancient instructions. This is the first time, maybe this is the last time. Just this time, I want to give you two tips, I hope you can use them ‘Wisdom’ and ‘Inspiration’ for understanding.”
"Please speak." Laite said with respect.
"First, stay awake, no matter how noisy the whispers are, no matter how strong the breath of the past is, no matter how lonely the silence of the night is, no matter how charming the gorgeous temptations are. Sobriety is the only and inevitable necessity for your survival."
"Second, gain as much power as possible. The outbreak of war is an endless collision of power. Here, especially in a situation filled with strong 'sorrow', there must be endless and fascinating power. Find it, get in touch with it , don't let it go.
All tragedies come from the lack of power of the parties concerned, whether it is mechanical, steam, magic, lost, or divine power. As long as you grasp it, you will be closer to the truth, although there will be some cruel truths. . "
"Sobriety, strength..." Laite nodded and said:
"I remember!"
"Then Laite." "Goddess of Light" bowed slightly and said with a little respect to Laite in a friendly manner:
"Although the meeting between you and me will be a long process, maybe a thousand years later, maybe ten thousand years later. But I want to wait for you. I want to wait for someone who expects light, believes in light, and longs for light to come to my divine realm. Please remember..."
I don't know whether it was because the power to maintain the dream gradually dissipated, or the "signal" of the connection between the "Goddess of Light" and Laite in the dream began to weaken. Her voice became more ethereal and fainter in Laite's ears. .
"The light never recedes, and the dark night will eventually go away. The gods in the wasteland will eventually send blessings, and the wasteland in the long night will surely see the dawn. Laite, I am waiting for you..."
"Light...goddess." Laite murmured:
"Number 13...Light...goddess?"
…
"god!"
"Brother Laite, are you having nightmares again?"
"Nightmare? Yes, it seems like I'm dreaming again." Laite gasped, threw away the cotton quilt covering himself, stood up from the bed, and looked at the surrounding rooms.
Fortunately, it was still the living area of Camp B, the two-person room on the 4th floor.
He wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead with his clean right hand. After staring ahead for a few seconds, he turned to look at Feng, who had just been talking to him.
"What time is it now? How long have I been asleep?" Laite asked.
"It's 9:30 in the morning, April 16, 527 in the New Lunar Calendar. You slept for almost 16 hours, Brother Laite. But I can't blame you, after all, these two days have been too long, and we have done a lot of things. Right?" Feng responded softly in a boyish voice.
"Yes, these two days have been too long. From the time I met you and pulled you to the camp, I saw the meteorite and the old 'magician', and had my first dream on the jeep. After that, I went to the Sogra Committee Peter had a very annoying breakfast, and then he came to the 'New Wind Team' non-stop. Then before he had time to rest, he fought with him again and was beaten up by him. I was really tired, Feng. ." Laite yawned and said with a smile.
"Brother Laite, I'm afraid we will be busier starting today. In other words, the time will become longer." Feng said with a slightly depressed expression.
"Has the war officially begun?" Lait speculated.
Feng did not answer immediately, but nodded in affirmation.
While in Chekavsk, Brett went to him alone several times to convey the orders of the Socratic Council, including matters related to the "Silence Advent" campaign.
At that time, the empire's orders to middle- and lower-level officers and [soldiers] mentioned that once the soldiers, supplies, machinery, and weapons in Silent Highlands were transported, Crown Prince Yin Fante would immediately launch a general attack on the three major churches at the appropriate time.
At that time, the south and north will be the key directions of attack. His Royal Highness will conduct direct military command through the radio and some newly interpreted new products developed by the technology of the old Crusted Empire.
Commonly known as "micromanagement".
Laite estimated in his heart that a general offensive would be launched in the next two days. However, because the "Zhixin-03" railway line that originally led to the camp in Area B of the Donusk ruins was covered by a wolf tail and a white leopard head. The unintentional people destroyed it, including the soldiers stationed in the camp that extended to the north of Silent Highlands. It was not large in scale and could not undertake the main combat tasks. Most of them were probably auxiliary or defensive counterattack.
I remember that Brett gave him a piece of data before. The targets stationed in the camp in Area B are the legionnaires, escort [soldiers], and members of the "security team" who participated in the Battle of Silent Highlands, including scattered explorers and adventurers from various places. Inside, there were no more than 10,000 people.
For the Church of the Lost who can control the "Heartless Men" to fight, without relying on heavy weapons, the strength of these people is a drop in the bucket, and there is no possibility of launching an active attack.
Thinking of this, Laite slowly rubbed his still dizzy head, stood up, turned around and asked Feng:
"Is there a new combat mission?"
"Yes. The general launch of Yin Fante's 'Dawn of Elysia' this morning, that is, the general offensive order has been passed to all legions and combat organizations. The tall, thin brother who was just entrusted by the captain told us that at 12 o'clock You must go to the garage behind the living area to gather beforehand. As the 'vanguard team', we must carry out a combat mission against the Giant Church." Feng quickly switched to a serious expression and said.
"What specific mission is it? I see that you have put on your new uniform and even your helmet." Laite stroked the new military green helmet that Feng received and continued to ask.
"I heard that more than half a month ago, several front camps built south of the B area camp along the temporary road and water source were occupied by the Giant Church. As the first order issued to our 'New Wind Team' after the general launch, , is to cooperate with other vanguard troops to quickly enter the old camp, fight against the Lost Ones, and recapture it. And I also heard yesterday that a strong wolf-shaped beast seems to be imprisoned there." Feng continued to narrate calmly in a teenage voice. .
But it was not difficult for Laite to notice that there seemed to be a kind of expectation hidden in his pale green eyes, as well as a dull and chilling aura.
Before he could think carefully, a huge explosion sound reached his ears.
He quickly opened the door and pulled Feng Laite to look at the sky outside.
The dark sky shrouded in mist and dark clouds is not entirely a dark and gloomy scene.
As the successive slightly lower explosion sounds came out, Laite realized that the dense incandescent shells were emitting a dazzling bright brilliance, as if they were "born" from deep in the clouds.
They pulled their tails burning with red brilliance, leaving a dazzling white "scratch" in the air, heading south, falling and attacking farther away!
