When Lucien came back, Natasha was still standing in front of the "small live screen" in a daze, looking forward, and constantly turning the "Sword of Truth" in her hand.
"What's wrong?" Lucien asked strangely. With her arcane skills, she wouldn't be in a daze for so long after being shocked, right?
Hearing Lucien's voice, Natasha seemed to have just woken up from a dream. Her silver-purple eyes were shining brightly and she said: "Although this delayed selection experiment cannot definitely prove that the 'law of cause and effect' of strict time sequence can be destroyed, I
I'm wondering, is the 'Sword of Truth' based on this principle? The 'law of cause and effect' is destroyed, so any means of resurrection are ineffective?"
Lucien looked at her with a serious expression, looking her up and down, which made her, who was always confident and determined, feel a little dazed. Did I guess it right?
After a few minutes of this quiet and solidified atmosphere, just when Natasha couldn't help but continue speaking, Lucien suddenly laughed, happily: "You are thinking too much."
"Really? This is not my strong point!" Natasha was not affected at all and looked as if she took it for granted.
Lucien suppressed his smile, nodded slightly and said: "Being able to take the initiative to think about the arcane principles corresponding to the bloodline of the 'Sword of Truth' is a huge progress. Only by understanding what it is can you know how to proceed. Although
I'm not sure yet, but I have a vague idea about the power of your bloodline. When I come back from the ancient hell, I may be able to tell you what it is."
"Really?" After hearing Lucien's words, Natasha was surprised and happy. How to take the knight's road next is one of the focuses of her life. The monthly "meditation" experience made her understand that in order to
To find your own path to knighthood, understanding or clarifying your own bloodline is an indispensable prerequisite. Otherwise, you can at most become a third-level epic knight like the "Heart of Time" through hundreds of years of accumulation. The further step is to think about it.
Don't even think about it.
For a knight like her who is good at fighting and has a strong will, exploring and studying her own bloodline is a shortcoming. It may take a long time to realize it, but fortunately there is a great arcanist by her side, a great arcanist who is famous for her research!
After blurting out, Natasha noticed another important point: "Are you going to the ancient hell?"
She didn't dwell on the previous issue anymore, because she believed that Lucien would definitely not deceive her on such an important issue. If he said he had an idea, then he must have an idea. It would be clear when he came back from the ancient hell.
"I gained a lot from these two experiments this time. After I build a few more magics, it will be time to go to the 'Ancient Hell' to verify an idea of mine. By then, everything will have an answer."
Lucien said vaguely, "Although the 'Lord of Hell' has steadily descended into the main material world, his true body must still be in the depths of hell, so I will go alone this time. Moreover, the current situation is undercurrent. You
Staying in Rentat can also make timely changes."
Natasha pursed her lips and nodded slowly: "Okay."
She knows very well that although she has the Shield of Truth and the Sword of Truth, and her actual combat power is equivalent to the third level of the Legend, she will still be crushed when facing a god-like creature. Moreover, she is not a magician and does not have so many weird ways to save her life.
Spells and going to the ancient hell will only drag down Lucien. He is a legendary pinnacle. He fights when he wants and leaves when he wants. Even when facing gods, he has various ways to escape.
"During this period, I will develop a new legendary spell, which can help us 'communicate' across borders. If there is any emergency, we can notify each other." Lucien tried his best to make thorough preparations, but he was not able to do so.
I don't care, the Speaker is sitting in Arlinge. Unless Viken desperately casts the divine descending technique, or all the other gods join forces, there is really nothing worthy of cross-border notification. On the contrary, it is myself who entered the ancient hell.
You may encounter some weird things.
"'Cross-border' communication?" Natasha repeated the word. Based on her knowledge, she had never heard of other ways of cross-border communication besides establishing a stable 'Gate to Another World', so she was quite confused and confused.
curious.
Lucien nodded and smiled: "This legendary communication technique can indeed communicate across alien spaces, but it can only be used once and the information transmitted is limited, and the communication code needs to be agreed upon in advance. Probably, probably when you are like this
When one side determines a certain state, my side will collapse into another state accordingly, and information can be obtained by combining these states, just like binary coding."
"It feels like it's based on the strange properties of microscopic particles..." Natasha was impressed and made a definite judgment. Then she adjusted her mood and clicked her tongue, "You said you gained a lot from these two experiments today.
What exactly is this thing? Is the 'observer effect' certain, or can the 'law of causality' be destroyed?"
Lucien could feel the curiosity she had been hiding, and he chuckled: "For me, the most important gain is that under such experimental design and conditions, these two experiments can be completed with electrons. Originally, I
Your Excellency, the Speaker, plans to use photons."
"Is there any difference?" Natasha didn't understand. She could understand the experiment, but such deep-seated issues involving theory were not something that an amateur like her could understand.
"What's the difference? This involves quantum field theory, wave mechanics, matrix mechanics..." Lucien deliberately cited a lot of theories.
"Stop, stop, stop." Natasha was confused and quickly stopped and changed the topic, "In the first experiment, the experiment was designed so that the trajectory marks of the electrons were erased so that the experimenters could not obtain this part.
information, so the interference fringes remain, making people feel the existence of the 'observer effect', but this cannot fully prove the problem. If the trajectory mark is not erased, but the experimenter is blindfolded, plugged his ears, and shielded
Perception, do the interference fringes still exist? Then there is no 'observer'?"
Lucien glanced at Natasha in surprise, maybe he didn't know enough to ask such a question.
He thought for a while and laughed softly: "Who knows? No one will know the result, because once someone observes, there will be an 'observer'. If no one observes, does it matter what the result is? There is no way to verify it anyway.
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"Then suppose there is a mysterious being watching that does not cause the observer effect..." Natasha used her imagination, "How about you just make a guess based on theoretical deduction?"
"I guess?" Lucien smiled and said, "I guess there may or may not be interference fringes, hahahaha."
Natasha looked up at the ceiling and decided not to discuss arcane issues with him.
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In June of the year 830 of the Holy Calendar, the weather was like fire, burning everything.
Famous city in the Kingdom of Syracuse, Anhadur, Cathedral of the Redemption.
An archbishop anxiously wandered in front of the prayer room, waiting for the cardinal to receive him.
"Why haven't you finished praying yet? A new cult has been discovered in a nearby manor..." The Archbishop paced back and forth, touching his head and sighing. In recent years, cults have emerged one after another. Just after one was attacked, another one appeared immediately.
Another one came out, which made the young and powerful himself turn gray early. "And this cult seems to be able to summon high-level evil things. If you don't take action, I'm afraid it will be difficult to completely eradicate it with just a few people from the Inquisition."
Thinking of the imminent siege over there, the archbishop became more and more anxious and decided to pluck up the courage to knock on the door to urge him.
Dong-dong-dong, the archbishop bent his fingers and knocked on the door, but as soon as he exerted force, the door creaked and opened a gap.
"Isn't it closed?" The archbishop felt a little bad, and hurriedly pushed the door open, looking inside.
Then, his vision froze.
In front of the cross in the prayer room, a torn cardinal's robe was lying there quietly, with strange burn marks on it.
"My lord, your lord has been swallowed up by the holy light?" the archbishop muttered to himself blankly.
This is not because of his sharp reaction, but in the past six months, as the results of the two thought experiments of Lucien Evans, the "Destroyer of Three Perspectives", have spread, dozens of cardinals have been prayed by the Holy Spirit.
The light is swallowed up, so that when everyone talks about the two words Lucien Evans, they will feel fear in their hearts and their faces will change color.
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With the pale and gray sky and the soundless environment, the world of the dead is always so monotonous.
Lucien put his hands in the pockets of his black double-breasted gown and walked slowly among the undead creatures, the clawed ghouls, the slow and ferocious zombies, the wandering ghosts, the wrapped
Mummies with bandages surrounded him, but they didn't know he existed because he gave people the illusion of being diffused in space.
In this way, Lucien quietly passed through the plains of death and arrived at the Temple of the Dead. The legendary undead creature guarding the area also did not notice him and allowed him to visit and delve deeper like a tourist.
Along the way, Lucien did not encounter any intelligent undead. It seemed that they all smelled the dangerous atmosphere and did not dare to approach.
Lucien walked and looked, paying attention to whether there were any changes in the Temple of the Dead, but found nothing. It was not until he arrived at the Soul Hearth and was about to enter the "World of Doors" that he felt the presence of the Lich King and other legendary undead.
They were wandering around, but they had no intention of taking action. Anyway, Lucien had already been here twice. There would be no new losses if he came a few more times, so why bother?
This is considered to be a fear of being beaten!
——The second time was the last time I contacted "Monster" Viken for cooperation.
Looking up at the Soul Fireplace, looking at the overlapping "face" of "Lucien" and "Xia Feng", Lucien smiled in a low voice and walked to the entrance of "Gate World".
"What are you doing here again?" "Monster" Viken's voice sounded hoarse. What happened last time made his situation much worse.
Lucien chuckled: "Let me tell you, I am planning to go to the ancient hell."
"You came here just for this kind of thing?" "Monster" Viken raised his voice, thinking that Lucien was the madman.
Lucien took out the moon timepiece, popped open the watch cover, and looked at the time: "Can't you? Well, after I tell you, I have to prepare to go."
"Monster" Viken was speechless.
Lucien turned and left, thinking secretly, no change happened...
After he left the Temple of the Dead, an old man slowly walked out of the garden near the entrance. He was wearing a sacred crown and holding a platinum scepter. He looked deeply at the place where Lucien disappeared, as if he was the Pope. Weiken! (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)