The sun is high - #434 - Chapter 433 Fragments

After such a long and boring journey, Xiuge has completely adapted to the bumps caused by the running rat running at full speed. Not only that, he has also developed a rather weird new habit.

That is to carry out your daily activities on the back of the running rat.

Including but not limited to napping, meditation, long sleep, and classifying, organizing or in-depth learning of the knowledge and memories accumulated in one’s mind.

As for the work of hurrying, identifying directions, and avoiding potential threats, Xiuge is entrusted to the running rat and the messenger in the mirror. The former can basically handle most of the problems. Individuals who are not easy to make judgments will be handled by The messengers in the mirror assist in decision-making, and they will only disturb Xiuge if it cannot be dealt with.

Thanks to this special mode, Xiuge has an extremely exaggerated amount of time at his disposal.

The “Wanderer’s Bonfire” that Shuge used to fight against the Nightmare Bear was an important result obtained after he spent a lot of energy analyzing “Poetry of the Night”. This result made Shuge pay close attention to the mad poet Azifu and his These works produced radically different perspectives and perceptions than those of the past.

Based on what he saw and heard in the Dark Abyss Wasteland, Shuge concluded that Aziv, who was always called the “mad poet” by the residents of Van’en, was not only not crazy, but also maintained a considerable degree of rationality.

Those seemingly absurd and chaotic words are actually the most realistic and appropriate descriptions and characterizations of this disordered world. Not only that, but those weird lines that are twisted based on normal universal words also have quite a lot of meaning. Complex and exaggerated magic carrying capacity.

When Xiuge began to conduct in-depth exploration and research on these lines, he couldn’t help but be amazed by Azifu’s skills and abilities in magic, especially magic models.

The weird inspirations and amazing creativity shown by Azifu, including his understanding of conventional magic knowledge, have completely surpassed ordinary magic scholars, and even those who stay in the mage tower all day long to conduct academic studies The deep sea level mages who have studied it cannot compare with Azifu in these aspects.

It is no exaggeration to say that such a person who can personally travel in the Dark Abyss Wasteland and create such a “travel diary” is not only a powerful mage, no matter from any angle, he can be regarded as a A legend.

However, such a special and important figure could only play a role infinitely close to a “crazy clown” in Vann’s historical records.

Of course, Xiuge was not surprised at all by this situation.

After all, most of the time, this ending is considered the norm.

In the process of deriving and analyzing those weird magic lines, Xiuge finally understood why Weilin was so obsessed with “Poetry of the Night”.

The knowledge hidden in “Poetry of the Night” is really too special. At first glance, it seems to be completely different from Van En’s conventional magic system. However, as long as you dig a little deeper or start to deduce, those seemingly disordered and disordered The lines will successfully open a door to a new world.

This experience is enough to bring any spellcaster back to the beginning of magic learning.

The more able a scholar is to accept new knowledge and enjoy this process of exploration, the easier it will be for him to be immersed in these peculiar lines, and any spell caster who goes deep into them will eventually be bound to understand what Azifu has described. Curious about that bizarre world.

“So… what is the purpose of this guy writing “Poetry of the Night”?”

Amidst the bumps caused by the running rat, Shuge was “turning through” the text of “Poetry of the Night” in his mind and thinking continuously, so this question naturally appeared in front of Shuge. .

He spent so much energy writing “Poetry of the Night” and used his amazing knowledge to hide many secrets of lost magic in it. He even did not hesitate to attract the attention of the Dark Abyss Palace and put himself in the spotlight of the palace hounds for a long time. In the desperate pursuit.

Aziv obviously knew the dangers involved.

A smart, calm and rational scholar still made such a decision despite knowing the huge risks. This is enough to prove that there must be some more important purpose or secret hidden behind his series of actions.

As Shuge’s thoughts changed, the two tails of the running rat used to help fix his master’s body were slightly tightened, which allowed Shuge to completely relax on its back and lie flat. Then, he once again The final chapter of “Poetry of the Night” has opened.

Different from the previous weird, magnificent and bizarre descriptions, in this last chapter, Azifu’s writing becomes particularly messy. The original manuscript left by him is filled with a large number of confusing typos, and large paragraphs Large sections of text were violently erased, making the final content even more difficult to understand.

In this final chapter, Azifu is facing some kind of unprecedented terrorist crisis.

He seemed to be trapped in a small closed room. As long as he tried to step out of the room, he would be attacked by invisible shadows. Therefore, he could only consolidate the protective magic in the room and write all the time.

Gradually, the magic around him began to become thinner, as if they were swallowed by some kind of existence. This made Azifu gradually lose the ability to cast spells, and this also intensified his fear of the unknown situation outside the house.

“I can’t open the door, I can’t open the window… There is only black, pure black.”

“They are knocking on the door, they are scratching at the glass, they are laughing in my ears…”

“I have no way to escape, and all I have left are these manuscripts.”

“My time and life, they are the last humble dust in the hourglass.”

“The road has come to an end.”

“But I own the key.”

“A key to the door to destruction or survival.”

“The path to disorder is already here.”

“When they broke in, this was the last choice I could make…”

The last words left by Azifu can no longer be judged as poems. They are more like the last records left in a desperate situation, and the “key” mentioned by Azifu refers to a “key” “Disordered Tracing” magic.

Yes, it was the extremely unstable teleportation magic that Shuge used to escape after participating in the Black Sun Society meeting for the first time. As a personal user, Shuge knew that the basis for the teleportation of this weird magic was Those “profound fragments” in the user’s memory.

The city of Salem left a strong mark on Shuge’s memory, so he returned to Salem after using “Disordered Tracing”.

So, what about Azifu?

There is no doubt that he will never forget his experiences in the dark abyss, so this magic will very likely make him fall back into this dark world full of countless crises.

And when that time comes, he, who is already facing pursuit from the Dark Abyss Palace, is destined to have an even more desperate ending.

“It’s so sad.”

Shuge sighed silently.

What really aggravated his curiosity about Azifu was Theseus’s attitude. Shuge asked him more than once about Azifu’s ending, but this well-informed and ever-changing god did not. Give any clear valid response on this.

Theseus only warned Xiuge that the black sun and the world hidden behind it are always taboos that cannot be looked directly at. The Palace of the Dark Abyss is a collection of the will of the Dark Abyss, and the pursuit that Azifu suffered is the Dark Abyss. Yuan’s direct response to prying, observing and recording.

According to Theseus, the most likely outcome for Azifu is to be mixed with other wrecks in this wasteland.

If his luck is worse and he suffers exaggerated despair and pain at the last moment of his life, then Azifu’s soul and will may even be pulled out, and once this happens, it means It is very likely that Azifu himself will become another “waiter” in the Anyuan Palace.

For any individual who has ever had free will, such an ending is far more miserable than death itself.

The palace attendants in the Dark Abyss Palace often do not completely become unconscious puppets. They still retain part of their memory and consciousness. This is used to continue to cause pain, and it is also used by the Dark Abyss Palace to control and direct these waiters. the most important basis.

After lamenting Azifu’s experience, Shuge began to review the first two volumes of “Poetry of the Night” again.

Currently, Xiuge is trying to deduce from these records and descriptions of the Dark Abyss Wasteland some ancient magic that was once used or even relied on by Azifu. This type of magic naturally matches the magic environment inside the Dark Abyss. At present, to maximize effectiveness under the circumstances.

Of course, it is not easy to derive their magic models in detail. Even if Xiuge can steadily promote progress with his almost endless energy and meticulous logic, there is no way to completely achieve the goal in a short time.

So, Xiuge mobilized part of his attention to the memory fragments he had collected before.

After a period of sorting out, these memory messages from Fan En’s deceased have been roughly sorted out by the Messenger in the Mirror. It classified the tiny fragments in its “study”, in order to match its own In its current work, it even used fog to create a pair of glasses for itself.

This makes it look a lot like a part-time librarian.

When Xiuge’s consciousness came to the study room of the Messenger in the Mirror, it immediately stood up from behind the desk. Without waiting for Xiuge to say anything, the Messenger in the Mirror immediately took the books that he had modified into books from the bookshelves. The memory fragments were taken out one by one and placed respectfully in front of Xiuge.

Xiuge was very satisfied with the work attitude of the messenger in the mirror, and as he opened these books, the pictures belonging to Fan En immediately appeared in front of him.

The first thing Xiuge saw was a cold trench.

He entered the field of vision of a soldier who was seriously injured – his chest and abdomen were burned by lethal magic, and now he could only barely lean on two sandbags.

The screams of the Asaru came from the sky. They had discovered the location of these soldiers and were about to launch a dive.

Shuge recognized the identities of these soldiers – they were scouts from the Dawn Society, and one of them even wore the emblem of the Sword of Dawn. They were obviously blocked by the Black Sun Society during their reconnaissance mission. However, As expected, none of these soldiers would survive.

“Your secret ritual can still be used, let’s go!”

The wounded man lying on the sandbag screamed at the top of his lungs. His voice was severely distorted due to the pain. After these words entered Xiuge’s mind through memory fragments, they became even more blurred and confused.

However, Shuge could still feel the soldier’s emotions at that time.

The soldier yelled a few more words, but Xiuge couldn’t hear these words clearly. He only saw the remaining soldiers who were trying to shoot at the giant Asaru bird in the sky gritting their teeth and handing over the alchemy bomb they carried. In the hands of the wounded man, the member of the Sword of Dawn activated the magical secret instrument he carried with him, and a vague barrier immediately enveloped them, isolating their figures.

They left.

Only the wounded who could not move were left in the trench holding the bombs.

The picture became blurry, and Shuge couldn’t tell whether this was the injured person’s dying consciousness or tears pouring from his eyes.

The huge figures of the Asalu giant birds landed. In the blurred light and shadow, their bodies were shrouded in dark red magic that kept flickering, which reminded Shuge of flowing blood.

There were no shouts, no threats, no farewells.

In the shadow of those ferocious giant birds that were approaching, the soldiers quietly pulled away the alchemy bombs in their hands and pushed them forward indiscriminately.

The scene ended like this.

Before Shuge could think more, memory fragments belonging to another deceased person followed.

This time, Xiuge replaced a young soldier who belonged to the Saint Steele Kingdom Defense Corps. He was patrolling with his comrades on the outside of a stronghold. This stronghold was very secret and quite far away from the front battlefield. Therefore, he does not need to worry about the bombardment that may come at any time like other unlucky people. They even have time to light up a cigarette. Although the quality of the cigarette is not good, in this difficult environment where the ice and snow are melting, this is not a problem. It can be considered a rare enjoyment.

Before he exhaled a puff of smoke, some abnormal sound suddenly came from the distance.

It seemed to be the sound of a moving vehicle, but if you listened carefully, it seemed different.

The soldiers of the Defense Corps quickly put out their cigarettes and prepared to take cover, but before they could react, the dark sky in the distance suddenly began to twist. This was a sign that some kind of magic ritual was about to be lifted.

The next moment, the dull sound suddenly became clearer. In their sight, a neat special convoy suddenly rushed out from the magic ceremony. They approached the patrol at an extremely fast speed. In these new-style On the top of the armored vehicle, there are already deadly weapons taking aim…