Chapter 1411 Looking into the distance. From a long time ago, Milmina has a hobby of "wandering" in the deep world. As a god who dominates the fields of mystery and exploration, she has a full sense of curiosity, both human and divine. The gods who float in the deep world and are bound layer by layer by layer by layer by layer by layer by trend of thought have always made her very interested.

She hopes to see the deeper mysteries of this world from other gods, and hopes to find the true way of liberation from the chain of faith.

Of course, her "exploration" is not unlimited. Peeping into the Kingdom of God is not only a fatal thing for mortals, but also for "gods". Gods in different fields are often contradictory in their thought tendencies. The "purity of faith" maintained by this "contradiction" is often the foundation for the existence of the Kingdom of God. If a god is too close to the realm of a different god, then even if the other party is a friendly and wants to communicate, the "inclination" of the Kingdom of God itself will spontaneously attack the "invaders". This happens like a natural phenomenon, and the God in question cannot stop it.

Although Milmina has successfully left the throne of God, this "exclusion" still takes effect on her, so even she can only look at the kingdoms floating in the deep world from a distance, and guess what is happening in it through the little bit of "information" leaked from the kingdom of God.

"It was just a diversion of attention, a line of sight, a gaze that might be just a coincidence..." Milmina sighed softly, "I know that these are actually not 'evidence' at all. At most, they can only be a little suspicious. It can even be said that I was thinking randomly, but I always feel that... After the sentry disappeared, the kingdom of the gods was really changing."

Amoen didn't speak for a moment. His eyelids were hanging down as if he was thinking about something. After a moment, he suddenly broke the silence: "You just said that you couldn't find the home port of the sentry, right?"

"That's beyond my ability," Milmina nodded, "I suspect it has 'sank' to a deeper place than before, and may even have 'bottomed' in the deep sea. That's no longer an area where the mind can peek at."

The structure of this world is like a layered ocean. The material world that mortals live at its top level, and further down is the Shadow Realm. The Shadow Realm is a "boundary" that has been known to mortals but has not yet been discovered. Each deeper boundary has a bizarre projection left by the previous boundary. Generally speaking, after reaching the Shadow Realm, visitors can hardly see the mapping between this dark and chaotic land and the real world. The deep sea is located at the bottom of all boundary areas.

That is the "base" of the entire universe. If we follow the current "unified wave theory", the deep sea can be regarded as the "background ripples" at the beginning of the birth of this universe. Now everything in the world is stacked layer by layer on the basis of this background ripples.

The "deep realm" is the most special area among these boundaries. It is located between the deep sea and the shadow realm, and it is not the product of the birth of the universe. It is the place where the kingdom of the gods is located, and it is a "projection group" formed by the thoughts formed by the mortal minds in the material world after layers of mapping. The fuzzy boundary between entities and virtual bodies in the universe makes these "projection groups" floating on the surface of the deep sea form the gods, and entities like the kingdom of God, but these entities are not eternal.

After losing the mapping from the real world, the decaying gods and their broken kingdoms will become wreckages in the deep world that run along the track. Under the continuous erosion and influence of the deep sea, these wreckages will slowly disintegrate and float away from the deep world little by little. During the "whale fall" process that lasts tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, a small part of these projected residues from ancient times will be fed back to the surface world in the form of historical mystery or pollution of ancient gods, while the larger part... will eventually fall into the bottom layer of the deep sea, becoming part of the background radiation of this universe, and be reduced to the basic unit of information in endless time.

The huge, distorted, and shadow clumps that occasionally pass through the "sky" of the shadow world and the deep world, which do not seem to conform to physical and geometric laws are most likely the last trace of these residues that are about to completely dissipate in this world.

This is the most complete, advanced and perhaps closest to the "real" theoretical model at this stage. Milmina is one of the founders of this theoretical model.

Then... will the home port of sentry that has lost control gradually fall in the deep sea like gods and eventually disintegrate and dissipate?

"The things left by the Settler are not immortal. Perhaps the home port will sink to the bottom of the world after a long period of time, but it will definitely fall longer than the dead gods," Milmina said thoughtfully, "But why did you suddenly think of asking this? I remember you have always been not very interested in the things on the 'boundary' side..."

"I was just a little curious," Amoen said in a low voice. "The real world we currently know are all projections of thought created by the mortal civilizations on our planet. So, outside the boundaries of the known deep world... should there be other countries? There are more than one planet in the universe, and more than one planet will produce gods. If our theoretical model is correct, then there should be more than one "deep projection group" floating in the deep sea... These kingdoms of gods may float in darkness and chaos like archipelagos. So is there any way we can... see these neighbors?"

Amoen finally slowly explained her thoughts, while Milmina widened her eyes little by little. She looked at the guy in front of her who usually only knows how to play cards with a few retired gods on the Internet. Finally, she couldn't help but speak: "Are you still you? When will you consider such a profound thing?"

"What is my image in your heart?" Amoen glanced at Milmina helplessly, "I just used to take control of the authority I was different from yours. Aren't I wondering if you can grow potatoes before me?"

"But I think what you just said is not about growing potatoes... Well, that doesn't matter," Milmina's eyes were a little weird, but she waved her hand soon. "The question you raised is a good question. Is there any other 'projection group' outside the margins of the deep world... This really made me curious. Just as mortals will look at the stars, we can also turn our eyes to a farther place..."

"That's what I said, please don't just run out of the border when you get so angry. If you really fall out, you will definitely die in the middle of the way." Amoen couldn't help but remind him that he looked a little eager to be a magic goddess who died. "I know. To put it nicely, the group of mages is to sacrifice for the truth. To put it bluntly, it is good at committing death. As the master of the magic field, one of your powers is to commit suicide..."

Milmina thought for a while, stood up and rubbed a 140-meter-long light spear.

"Just pretend I didn't say it." Amoen said very rationally.

"I know the measure," Milmina dissipated the magic that condensed in the void. She stood under the towering golden oak tree, but her eyes turned to the end of the shadow courtyard, looking at the intersection of the garden and the dark and chaotic earth in the distance. "I just have a new direction of research, but before I figured out how to safely cross the 'border', I definitely won't go... Hum? Is that piece of flowers that you planted over there? I have never seen this variety before..."

"Newly planted flowers? Where?" Amoen was a little stunned, stood up and looked in the direction where Milmina's eyes were. He saw at a very keen glance that the small seemingly abrupt plant on the border of the "garden" was next to the shelf of cucumbers and beans. At the end of the cabbage field, a small pink and white flower was blooming quietly on the dark and desolate land of the shadow world.

"This... was not planted by me," Amoen got up and walked to the border of his courtyard, looking down at the flowers blooming under his feet in amazement. These weak-looking plants bloomed in the dark with an unreal feeling, "Did they grow under the influence of the golden oak?"

He thought for a moment and shook his head: "Anyway, it's just weeds growing here. Please move a place. Don't let my cabbage field be a disaster..."

"You'll use such a beautiful flower as weed?" Seeing Amoen start working, Milmina couldn't help but mutter, "And didn't I say you, you were not a garden at the beginning, now you have to plant half of the area. Are you planning to shovel the land near the main entrance and change to potatoes?"

Amoen looked up at the "magic goddess" silently: "The potatoes are planted on that piece of land now."

Milmina: “…”

"Anyway, I have opened this garden. You are a man who is engaged in magic research and don't know a few fruits and vegetables, so don't bother me, don't worry, do you care if the children in the Imperial Academy love to eat," Amoen shook his head again, and then couldn't help but look at the pink and white flowers that appeared at some point, and muttered in a low voice, "But then, when did these things come out? Why don't I have any impression of it..."

...

When you could see the blue flame flow above the Talash Plain that seemed to pierce the sky, Diana, sitting opposite Rosetta Augustus, suddenly felt that her core of mind was a little overheating.

The magic engine drives the magic car made by the Tifeng people themselves. In front and behind the car, a large convoy was driving forward along the road built by engineering mages. Diana's eyes turned to the windows and saw the straight road extending towards the Talash Plain. The towering silhouette of the purification device stands under the clear sky. Occasionally, you can see military stations, sentry towers and other facilities on the side of the road. They all stand on the open but deserted land of Gondor, guarding the avenue that was opened with countless blood and sacrifices like lonely sentries.

"This road was built all the way when Andessa advanced into the wasteland and built the blocking wall," Rosetta Augustus' voice came from the opposite side. "Some of the road sections were destroyed and repaired in the repeated struggles of distortions, and even the corpses of road builders were buried under the roadbed."

"This road that goes straight to the Talash Plain from the northwest border of the Empire will become an 'artery' and the 'foundation' of the Empire in the wasteland of Gondor," Diana said slowly. "We need to erect a monument at the beginning of the road, and carve the names of those who sacrificed for this road, whether they are from nobles or civilians, just as the Cecils did."

"We do need to do this, and we have to do this," Rosetta nodded slightly, then looked at Diana again. "You have been a little strange since you approach the Talash Plain. Isn't this often exciting for you?"

"The mental core is slightly overheated... maybe it can be considered 'excited'," Diana said calmly. "My deepest memory still has the appearance of this plain, which was called 'Tarash Green', a lush place."

She paused and continued: "I was manufactured in a factory in the suburbs of the old imperial capital. At that time, there were a hundred female iron men of the same type who left the factory with me. We were packed in a packaging box and transported to the sales service center on the edge of Talash Greenland. The scene on the plain was input into the mental core of each of our sisters through a shared visual collection device. As the "initial visual stimulation" after leaving the factory, the scenery I saw at that time... was very beautiful."

"You rarely mention these things to people, which seem to me... unimaginable," Rosetta said. "Are Iron Man women?"

"Not all, it depends on user needs and brand model," Diana shook her head. "Generally speaking, more than half of the civilian Iron Man are women, and both men and women have a more affinity appearance and flexible personality. Most of the military Iron Man are men's models, or very tall women's models, which ensures that higher power output power systems and more armor are installed in the body.

"Of course, this is not absolute. Iron Man technology has been developing in Gondor for many years. Although all Iron Man belong to the "Iron Man Network" directly controlled by the royal family, our specific branches are still extremely rich and 'personalized', and are not as rigid and monotonous as some historians have speculated."

"Very...unbelievable knowledge," even a person like Rosetta was still very surprised when he heard what Diana described as "ancient society", and then he smiled again, "But no matter what, there are 'universal parts's' that can be used on you in the Deep Blue Well. The things that we have been troubled for many years can finally be solved."

"Yes, it's a pleasure to do, but only if the maintenance service for me should not be turned into a bargaining chip that will affect the interests of the thriving, although I don't think His Majesty Gowan Cecil or His Majesty Ophelia would do this."

Rosetta nodded slightly, and at this moment, he suddenly felt a little bumpy in the car.

He subconsciously looked out the window and looked in the direction of the Talash Plain.

The next second, the long-lost look of shock and astonishment finally appeared on the face of the ruler of Tifeng.

A thick cloud in the sky is gradually dissipating, and the towering sky fortress floats in the sun. Against the backdrop of the glorious sun, the city of steel is suspended above the Talash Plain, overlooking everything in the world like a king.

Before, the Dawn of the World, which could only see a silhouette from the frontline battle reports and magic photos, has finally appeared in front of him.
Chapter completed!