"The four of them just walked into the vast snowfield and never came back."
Someone whispered, telling this almost forgotten story.
"As for the big ship named Morning Glory Advance, it also failed to sail out of the Sea of Silence. Just like many ships that also entered the Sea of Silence, it stayed here forever. The cold exhausted its resources.
Depression drives people inside crazy.
They also tried to return, but the low temperature ice blocked the passage they came from. They were completely frozen on the ice and could no longer move.
In this way, this great voyage ended with such a desperate ending."
He stretched his legs with great effort and stood on a high place. The view here was very good. The sun shone on the white snow, and there was flowing and overflowing light everywhere, and the shadows had nowhere to hide.
The man let out a long sigh and continued talking.
"Just like the countless failures of their predecessors, they also failed to succeed. They put in so much sacrifice and effort, but in the end nothing changed.
The world has entered a new reincarnation according to its destined trajectory. War and death remain the same. New city-states are built on the broken ruins. Humanity has entered the next era and is waiting for the start of another reincarnation.
As for...
As for their stories…”
The man thought for a while, sat down cross-legged, scribbled on the parchment, and continued talking.
"Their stories have long been forgotten, just like more forgotten stories. They are just a small one, easily forgotten and covered with dust, as if they never existed."
After the man finished telling the story, his eyes under the eye mask were a little sad, and he continued to look into the distance. Soon there were footsteps approaching, and the man was cursing.
"We are not dead yet? What are you talking about?"
Lorenzo approached Floki. From now on, this guy has been talking about something, which sounds like the end of this journey.
"As for our ending, I wonder how future generations will sing about us after our failure."
Floki put away the parchment and replied.
"You look like a frustrated bard." The plague doctor also followed up, glanced at Floki, and walked forward.
"I can indeed be regarded as a bard. Every time I go on a voyage, I will take a bard with me. If I die, I will let him sing the story... although many times I am the one who survives to the end.
"
Floki reflects on the past, "So I became my own poet."
"I think you might need a Florund potion to sober up."
Lorenzo said, taking steps with difficulty. Few people have arrived here in hundreds of years. The snow is so thick that every time he takes a step, it almost reaches Lorenzo's knees, making his walking extremely difficult.
.
"No, I'm very conscious," Floki thought of something, and then asked, "Holmes, haven't you thought about your own ending?"
He followed Lorenzo and the epidemic doctor. Compared to these two people, Floki's physical strength was much weaker. In order to maintain his strength, his speed was slower than these people.
"We come into this world, and from the moment we breathe, our lives have entered a countdown. It can be said that our life is for death, but death is too harsh and too cold."
Floki really looked like a poet at this moment, the kind of poet who was about to die, with his mind filled with personal thoughts and strange philosophies.
"So when I realized this, I hoped that my death would be of some value..."
"You think this is a good burial place? You and the epidemic doctor have similar ideas," Lorenzo said.
"It's really nice here. I've lived for hundreds of years. A long lifespan will make you feel that many things are meaningless, and life starts to become very boring." The epidemic doctor talked.
"So you just make some weird monsters for fun?"
Listening to the doctor's words, Lorenzo was a little angry for a moment.
The Epidemic Doctor once brought him huge trouble, and many people died because of him, but the reason for all this seemed to be that this guy was too boring.
"Not really, but almost the same. When this world can no longer satisfy you, what you need is something beyond this world...such as truth."
The epidemic doctor has no intention of introspection. In his view, these are just necessary sacrifices to explore the truth.
He seemed to notice Lorenzo's expression, and he said meaningfully.
"Remember what I told you before? Holmes, God and Man."
"Do you think you are a god? So killing humans is not burdensome for you?" Lorenzo asked.
"Almost, but I'm not a god yet. I'm just some kind of existence between gods and humans... I haven't figured this out yet, but I guess it won't be long before I understand everything."
The epidemic doctor said as he looked at the tall figure behind him. Black Angel was walking at the back carrying supplies.
Watson didn't speak much. She remained silent after landing, her steps were steady, and every ups and downs brought a slight shock.
"What's more, Holmes, you and that guy named Watson, in fact, we are all the same kind. We are no longer mortals, but false gods who have embarked on the road of sublimation. The reason why you can still be a human being
I feel sad, but there are too many constraints on you. When you are freed one by one, you may come to a conclusion similar to mine."
The eyes under the mask wandered between Lorenzo and Watson, and there was a faint smile in the doctor's voice.
Lorenzo was too lazy to pay attention to the epidemic doctor's nonsense. These things seemed absolutely impossible to him, but Watson in the armor was slightly touched by the epidemic doctor's words.
Watson still remembered what happened before. In the Winchester Office, she almost lost control...she almost killed Eve.
On the way to the Viking countries, Watson also reflected on these things, but the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. She realized that she did not seem to be out of control at that time, that was her original appearance.
What Lorenzo now understands is that Watson, who is full of humanity and possesses ethics, is actually the appearance she deliberately pretended to be.
From the moment she embarks on the road to ascension, she is no longer a mortal. When she loses contact with the world, she will no longer empathize with others.
This was a terrible omen, but she remained silent, not knowing how to speak.
The atmosphere became silent. During this long journey, there were no demons or changes, just an almost endless road. The four of them moved forward, as if they were walking in a white and cold desert.
The current scene actually makes people feel more relaxed, and the surrounding scenery is quite good. If you forget your original mission, this can be regarded as a good outing.
Floki was also obsessed with singing after death. Although this kind of thing sounds very pessimistic, Lorenzo couldn't see the slightest sadness in him. Instead, this guy was extremely excited.
In Floki's words, although he will die, he will also fulfill his ideals and die with great value...
Lorenzo really couldn't understand the brain circuits of these Vikings, and he was too lazy to understand them. However, according to Floki's logic, among these people, Lorenzo was the one who least wanted to die here.
There are too many things to do, and Lorenzo's burial place is far from here.
The four of them advanced in silence for a long time. Under the interference of erosion, the hands and clocks could not be used normally, and cognitive abilities such as the sense of time were also affected, not to mention some electronic equipment.
Lorenzo could only raise his head, rely on the position of the sun to judge the approximate time, and then use the increasing intensity of erosion to determine whether he was heading in the right direction.
They left traces of their journey, and the surrounding scenery repeated itself.
"Holmes, do you think there will still be watchers stationed at the so-called end of the world?"
The epidemic doctor broke the silence. The silence made people crazy. He wanted to find some topics to relieve this disturbing worry.
"Who knows? After all this, I wouldn't be surprised if a real god appears there," Lorenzo said.
In fact, Lorenzo has obtained a lot of useful information during this trip to the Silent Sea. The so-called watchers are the demon hunters with the power of Gabriel. They transformed into invisible wandering souls before endless time, guarding
Put up a fence to prevent anyone from knowing the truth about this world.
For this reason, they also sealed the Sea of Silence layer by layer, and the [Messiah]-level demons that only existed in church records were entrenched under the Sea of Silence, and these demon hunters, who were replaced by the Watchers, attached themselves to
In this [gap] of Leviathan, an illusory stasis temple was built there as a residence.
Lorenzo guessed that perhaps this huge Leviathan was also made by these watchers. After seeing the former Stasis Temple in the [Gap], Lorenzo suspected that the former Demon Hunting Order
Far more powerful than Lorenzo expected.
"Edron Levien."
Lorenzo whispered the name, he remembered it.
In the deepest part of his memory, Lorenzo Medici once mentioned this name to himself. He was also one of the former popes, and it was he who personally sealed the Power of Gabriel.
"A god..."
The epidemic doctor whispered this haunting name.
They have embarked on the road to sublimation, and perhaps the so-called gods are the end of this road.
Lorenzo opened his legs, but this time his feet failed to sink deeply into the snow. He found that the snow had become shallower, and when he kicked the snow away, he could see that there was solid ice underneath.
The epidemic doctor also noticed this. Logically speaking, the snow here should not change much. He stretched out his hand and felt a sudden chill.
"It's windy."
The epidemic doctor looked at Lorenzo, who nodded.
"Our direction is correct. In this windless land, there is an area washed by the wind... We are getting closer and closer to the end of the world."
"How do you know?" Floki asked Lorenzo.
"Corrosion is memetic. As long as it is recognized, the Watchers will come. So it stands to reason that the Keepers at the end of the world are the number one enemies of the Watchers. They themselves will always be there.
Attracting the attention of the watchers.
But in fact, the Keepers have always existed, and even after so many years, they have still not been eliminated." Lorenzo explained.
"The end of the world must also have its own protection. It can resist the spread of erosion, so that the watchers cannot cross its barriers. It is these things that protect the keepers."
Watson, who had been silent all this time, spoke at this moment.
"For example, the wind we feel now... The Silent Sea has lost its natural physical laws due to the existence of erosion. The sea is dead, windless and without any signs of life. Now these distorted laws are gradually being corrected, and we are entering the end of the world.
The area of influence. Like a buffer zone against erosion, it serves as a shelter to protect these keepers.”
Black Angel quickened his pace. The journey was going faster than Watson expected, and he still had a lot of supplies left.
"This is a shelter and a prison. They cannot leave the end of the world for even half a step, otherwise they will be locked and killed by the watchers."
Lorenzo looked forward and sighed.
More breezes blew over, bringing up snow dust and making waves of restless sounds.
For a moment, the silent world was shattered, but Lorenzo didn't feel bad. The depression in his heart was relieved a lot by the sound of the sound, as if he had walked out of the dead world and returned to mortal life.
The Silent Sea has been suppressed by everyone for too long. At this time, Lorenzo unexpectedly missed the life in old Dunling and those terrible and unpalatable restaurants.
"Attention everyone, the next trip will only be more dangerous."
After Lorenzo relaxed for a few seconds, he became serious again. He picked up the rope that had been hung on his armor, walked towards the plague doctor, and then tied himself to the plague doctor.
"what you do?"
The epidemic doctor was a little confused. He could feel that they had indeed entered a new area. In Floki's words, they had passed through the middle ring of the Sea of Silence and reached the inner ring.
The intensity of the erosion has weakened a bit, but it still exists. This is a good sign, but Lorenzo is even more nervous than before.
"Do you think something that can withstand the effects of erosion would be ordinary? Epidemic Doctor."
Lorenzo looked a little nervous, he knew exactly what would be here.
"The only thing that can fight against the monster is another monster. You must know that the terrible Leviathan is at the bottom of the sea, but after so many years, he still has not been able to capture this place."
After Lorenzo finished speaking, he walked towards Floki, connected himself with the rope, and then distributed the Florund potion.
"What's here?"
The epidemic doctor felt the pressure in Lorenzo's words and asked.
"I guess it's antimemetics, a property completely opposite to erosion. If erosion is a torrent that cannot be stopped, then antimemetics is a completely dead black box."
Lorenzo thought about it, but due to the nature of antimemes, even if Lorenzo had understood it, he had completely forgotten it and could only explain it reluctantly.
"To put it simply, it means forgetting, making everyone forget its existence.
I guess the secret keepers are protected by this power, so those who have been to the end of the world find it difficult to tell a complete journey experience, and few people can bring knowledge out of it. It is also because of these reasons,
The Watchers were shut out by the antimeme, and they wanted to use erosion to attack, but it just didn't work."
Lorenzo concluded, and only then did he realize the almost perfect offense and defense between the two.
The antimeme hinders the spread of erosion and prevents the Watchers from attacking from the [gap] level, and this force is also surging in this vast snowfield. If the Watchers want to rely on force to intervene, most of them will be lost in this place.
above the land.
When the strong attack failed, the watchers also took countermeasures and turned the shelter into a cage to cut off any possible connection between the outside world and the inside.
This is an almost perfect fortress. If Lorenzo and the others hadn't been so lucky, it would have been very difficult for them to get here.
Thinking of this, a silver figure flashed before Lorenzo's eyes.
【pioneer】.
Lorenzo still doesn't know the identity of the Herald, nor his purpose, but what is known is that without the assistance of the Herald, the Dawn Advance would have sunk in Leviathan's attack.
It can be said that the ability of Lorenzo and others to reach this point depends entirely on the pioneer's operation. Lorenzo doesn't know what the pioneer is doing. Lorenzo only feels that there is something interesting hidden under the silver armor.
A fearful face.
"If you feel something is wrong, inject Florund's medicine immediately.
Ultimately, I always feel that antimemes is also a kind of erosion, but the impact of this erosion is difficult for us to perceive."
Just like witchers and monsters, they come from the same source, but their expressions are completely opposite and contradictory.
Lorenzo stopped thinking and pulled up the rope to prevent anyone from forgetting themselves under the influence of the antimeme and thus getting lost.
As a few people move forward, the hardest part has just begun.