Alice had difficulty making a decision because Nigeflame's request was something she had never thought of.
"Can you tell me why?" She showed a confused expression, and it was difficult to understand what considerations her friends, including Nigeflam, had based on making such a request: "Tiantisti
The restriction plan came out in order to maintain the stability and balance of the magic circulation system. When it was voted on at the joint meeting, everyone unanimously approved it, and it has been implemented very well over the past thousand years. According to Tiandis,
The magic environment of Eden Continent is gradually improving, and it will surely return to its peak state in another thousand years. It can be seen that it is very effective, so why are you suddenly opposed to it?"
"Is it another thousand years?" Deep thoughts appeared in the dragon's eyes, and then he sighed softly: "It's still too long, Alice. I hope you know that we are not making this request to object.
What, it’s just the same, to maintain stability and balance.”
He took a deep look at Alice: "It's not the stability and balance of the magic circulation system, but the stability and balance of mortal civilization."
Alice was even more confused: "The stability and balance of mortal civilization? I think mortal civilization is very stable now. Isn't everyone always in peace?"
Although there are occasional frictions and conflicts, they are only minor conflicts. It is not like a thousand years ago, when wars broke out and the flames of war continued. Although Tiandis secretly instigated it, the various races themselves are full of contradictions, which cannot be ignored.
factors.
Nigeflam shook his head slowly. This movement was like a mountain peak shaking, making people feel that the dome of the main hall was about to collapse: "This is just the surface situation, and the undercurrent surging behind the scenes is actually rapid and fierce.
It can be quelled by extraordinary means."
When Alice was thinking about what the so-called undercurrent meant, he asked again: "Do you know why in the past thousand years, mortal civilization has been able to remain stable without the outbreak of war, Alice?"
Alice scratched her cheek. She had never thought about such a complicated question, but subconsciously felt that the answer was very simple: the continent of Eden is vast and rich in resources, and she has brought a lot to mortals by forging historical heritage.
Innovations in institutions, economy, culture and art; coupled with the fact that there were no irreconcilable conflicts between various races, after the implementation of the magic power restriction plan, Tiandis no longer bothered to secretly provoke wars among mortals. Everyone was satisfied.
Survival needs and spiritual needs, and without the troubles of natural disasters and wars, isn't stability a matter of course?
As an old friend for many years, Nigelflam saw through Alice's extremely innocent thoughts at a glance. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that no matter how long the years passed, she still maintained this innocence and fantasy.
It is an unbelievable thing. Probably only the young queen who has been favored by the goddess and has never worried about her strength and lifespan can do it.
but.
"Contradictions always exist, Alice." Nigelflam said: "They will not disappear just because you ignore them. Ancient things are too far away to dare to speak nonsense; however, the latest time, Lord Tiantis
When a magic power restriction plan was proposed to restrict the freedom of mortal races to use magic power, there was a faint tendency to waver within each race. At its most intense, it almost even led to a war."
He increased his tone and emphasized: "It is not a small war between one country and one country, one clan and one clan, but a war that will affect the entire Eden, sweep all mortal civilizations, and even... subvert everything."
Nigeflam originally wanted to say that maybe even the girl's royal power would be involved, but the words came to his lips, but he still didn't say it out loud. The idea was too complicated, and I'm afraid even he couldn't figure it out clearly.
Despite this, this alarmist statement was enough to scare Alice: "How, how is it possible? Nigelflam, are you kidding me? I have known you for so long, and this is the first time I know you.
It’s so humorous, haha.”
She tried to use laughter to ease the awkward atmosphere, but Nigeflam didn't say a word and just looked at her silently. After looking at her for a while, Alice couldn't stop laughing, and the smile on her face slowly changed.
The lightness eventually disappeared completely, replaced by a look of hesitation and worry: "Is this true, Nigflame?"
"I won't lie to you, and there is no need to lie to you, Alice."
"But why is this happening?"
"Because all mortals pursue power." Nigeflam answered Alice's question in a simple sentence. Seeing that she still seemed to understand, he patiently explained: "I don't want to use this statement.
Summarizing the characteristics of mortals, however, this is actually the nature given to each of us by the great goddess. Since the beginning of eternity, when she taught the secrets of magic and magic to the ancestors of the mortal race in the Temple of Heaven, she had this
The worship and following of this power has been deeply ingrained in our bones and blood, and is indelible. We all long to master this incredible power, or use it to temper our souls and discover our own greatness, such as the giant dragon
; Or use it to change the world and create a glorious civilization, such as the feather elves and mirror elves; or use it to gain insight into the world and glimpse the mysteries that mortals cannot ignore, such as magicians among humans. If there is no such power
By nature of pursuing power, mortals are inactive. They can neither go deep into the fog to open up wasteland and create an era for mortals; nor can they expel darkness, grasp the truth of light, and understand why our world came to be and why our civilization was born.
And even the future of the race... Can you understand this feeling, Alice?"
Alice nodded hesitantly. Although she always felt that what he said was strange, it was indeed very similar to what her mother said, so there should be nothing wrong with it, right?
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"Nigflam said in a low tone: "Magic power is the most precious treasure gifted by the goddess to us mortals, but mortals have been deprived of the qualification to touch it. From now on, they can no longer pursue the supreme power, nor can they master it.
The mystery of magic. The road ahead of life seems to have been shrouded in darkness again. I think you should know very well what crazy things people who have lost hope will do, Alice."
Alice was speechless, vaguely remembering that there were indeed similar plots in some of the games she had played. The desire for power and the persistence of mortals to control their own destiny were beyond her comprehension. Maybe it was because of their identity, after all.
I am the young queen, the heir favored by the goddess. I am born with everything, and there is no need to pursue it deliberately.
Thinking of this, she felt a little ashamed, and she couldn't help but lower her voice a little: "But it didn't trigger a war in the end, right? This shows that although everyone is dissatisfied, it is actually understandable, right?"
"No." Nigeflam said: "It's not that they don't have dissatisfaction, it's just that these dissatisfactions have been suppressed."
"By whom?" Alice asked subconsciously. She was very sure that she had never done such a thing.
"us."
Nigelflam's answer was surprising, but it also felt as expected. He stared deeply at Alice below, the tiny figure reflected in his huge dragon pupils, which seemed extremely oppressive: "
It was I who used my prestige to frighten the group of dragons that were ready to move, it was Isabel who staked her reputation as a sage to vouch for you, it was Ganzel who suppressed all disobedience in the name of the king... We did not do these things in the past.
I mention it to you because I don’t think it is necessary, but I believe you can tell what is true or false.”
Nigelflam's words made Alice fall into silence. She could indeed tell that her friend was not deceiving her, but this made it even more difficult for her to accept. The importance of the magic circulation system is self-evident, and the magic environment of Eden
The deterioration of the people is also obvious to all. Anyone with insight can see that the implementation of the magic restriction plan is not to restrict their freedom, but to save the future of civilization. However, mortals still refuse to accept it, and in the end they can only use the force of gods.
, prestige and reputation, to save the overall situation, isn't this a very ironic thing?
In the past, when my mother created various races, she mentioned those beautiful qualities to herself. Could it be false? The diligence and tenacity of humans, the nobility and dignity of dragons, the uprightness and fearlessness of giants, the sincerity and down-to-earthness of dust elves.
, the purity and nobility of the mirror elves, the optimism and fraternity of the feather elves, the elegance and piety of the vampires, the boldness and reliability of the werewolves, and the free, beautiful and vision-filled souls of the fairies.
She was once so convinced that she was surprised and proud of the glorious civilization created by mortals. But now, after Nigflem's words, the images of other races except goblins, are in Alice's heart.
There seems to be a tendency of collapse.
Nigeflaim didn't seem to notice Alice's mood change, and continued: "As gods of the mortal race, we all understand the painstaking efforts of you and Lord Tiantis, and are happy to contribute to maintaining the magical environment of Eden.
Because of his own strength, he did not hesitate to target his own people, and temporarily violated his duty as a god."
What is the duty of the gods? It naturally depends on what their believers want. The believers are so devout. They originally hope that their piety can impress the gods and send down their power to protect them. But many people, including Nigeflaim,
Gods, when faced with this magic power restriction plan that is obviously unfavorable to the mortal race, unanimously chose to acquiesce. Isn't this a betrayal?
The pressure that Nigeflam endured during that time is still fresh in his memory. Not to mention the ordinary tribesmen, even the cronies who control powerful magic and are regarded as his right-hand men have a faint tendency to waver. This is very important.
The simple truth is that all ancient dragons want to become ancient dragons, and all ancient dragons want to become ancient dragons. Even if they are given a chance, Nigflam believes that ancient dragons will also be willing to go one step further and covet themselves as ancient dragons.
and the status of Dragon God in the virtual world. However, the magic power restriction plan has locked up the number of mortal experts, dooming them to be unable to go further. How can they calm down?
Unless there is a cycle of life and death, nature will come to the fore. However...this involves another more sensitive topic.
Nigeflaim didn't want to clarify this issue to Alice for the time being. He just said in a low voice: "I have given you my sincerity. However, the better future promised by Lord Tiantis has not yet been realized."
.It has been a thousand years, it is too long, and we can no longer wait. Moreover, even if we are willing, time may not allow it."
Alice asked confusedly: "What does time do not allow...what do you mean?"
"It literally means it, Alice. Maybe you don't feel this way, but I am too old. My body is rotten and my claws are slow. I can no longer be as majestic and powerful as I used to be. I am not the only one.
I'm afraid the same is true for Isabel and others. Once we die one after another, no one can suppress the already restless careerists. I'm afraid they will start more wars and create more wars in order to oppose the plan of you and Lord Tiantis.
There will be greater chaos." At this point, Nigeflam sighed, feeling worried about the foreseeable future.
Alice could tell that this was not alarmist, but she still hesitated: "Don't be so pessimistic, Nigflame, you can cultivate an heir, just like the inheritance of the throne in a mortal kingdom. A majestic king can
He opened up new territories and established unparalleled achievements, and a good successor can also protect the land and the people for him, and protect the heritage of the country?"
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"Due to the magic power restriction plan, few new ancient dragons and ancient dragons have emerged in the Dragon Clan. They are all as old as me. Not only will the successor of the Dragon King be unable to intimidate the enemy with her strength, she may soon follow suit.
I will leave. When the dragon kings pass away one after another, the desires of the careerists will expand even more, and will eventually get out of hand. Therefore, I will not choose a successor among these people." Nigeflam's voice sounded like Huohuo.
Like snowflakes on the top of the mountain, there was a ethereal and low voice: "As for cultivating new heirs, I am not allowed to have that kind of time. Today, I am talking to you here, but I clearly feel that my soul is declining, and my body is dying.
He is decaying, his heartbeat is as slow as the ebbing tide, and his eyes are as muddy as muddy water. Perhaps, in another two hundred years, he will die."
He slowly raised his head, and his old and profound eyes seemed to have seen the determined future through the dome: "Two hundred years is so short. It is not enough for me or the Dragon Clan."
Alice opened her mouth, but nothing came out.
She originally wanted to say that two hundred years is already a lifetime for an ordinary dragon, or even two lives for humans and elves. How could it be short? But then she remembered what Nigflem said just now, a thousand years is too much.
It was so long that he couldn't wait for the words, and he didn't know how to respond.
Two hundred years is too short, and one thousand years is too long. For mortals, what kind of time is most suitable?
A sentence suddenly flashed through the girl's mind.
That's what Tiandis said——
"Mortals are a race that is accustomed to grasping the present. Therefore, in a limited time, they can live the most valuable life."