Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

"Fire Thief..."

Trembling whispers echoed in the void.

Tostiva's face was filled with unprecedented shock.

Even during the previous siege and pursuit of Aifu, the God of the Star Palace suddenly descended, and the young high priest did not panic for too long - after seeing the phantom of the burning light shining on the Eternal Tower and hearing the loving kindness of the "God" After the tolerant speech, Tostiva was only shocked for ten seconds, and then without hesitation he tore off the luxurious robe representing the identity of the high priest and hid in the chaotic crowd.

This is not an escape from fear, but a rational judgment.

The phantom of the star palace appears on the top of the tower, indicating that the priests have either been wiped out or have compromised and surrendered to atone for the status quo of Sin City. Diwa hid his whereabouts for the first time, and went to discuss with the Abandoners.

Because the Forsworn represents the other way of Ilan-Tyr.

He has always been so calm, he will always find a rational optimal solution, and then execute it without hesitation, and try to grasp and foresee all changes as much as possible, so even if there are twists and turns, he will not be afraid or hesitate.

But now, the real accident happened.

The sinners who obeyed the orders of the star palace and went to the mortal world to kill were smooth sailing and invincible at first, but the steel battleship was born, and they were met with a head-on attack.

Those two steel warships obviously belong to another force, more advanced, more powerful, and more developed. Just from the warships themselves, one can find extremely valuable clues.

For example, it can be judged from the shape, material and weapon system that a series of industrial technologies such as metal smelting, ship design, and manufacturing technology are quite advanced. Can see whether a civilization is strong or not.

For example, the background of the times can be seen from the tonnage and size, because warships that are suitable and capable of ocean voyages must be manufactured to protect nautical trade and national interests. The sea trade has been extremely mature and in-depth, and this is the scale of the development of civilization. If you look at the leopard, you can know that the civilization that manufactures this kind of warship is not bad.

And the seemingly ordinary warship without any elemental fluctuations was actually equipped with energy shields and intelligent kinetic energy weapons, which made Tostiva stunned and faintly felt bad.

But what really got him on the defensive was what happened next.

Through the vision deflection of the Deep Sea Realm, he saw that several captured sinners were taken to the waterless land. In the unyielding roar of the fanatics, the expressionless black ghost caught a The sinner's head, the two sides do not understand the language, but some interrogations do not need words.

The bright and pure light connects the eyes of mortal creatures and sinners, and through the window of the soul, the terrifying deprivation and grabbing take place in front of Tosdiva's eyes.

He saw with his own eyes the fully-armed Aegis infantry from howling to disintegration, with the Aegis suit representing the pinnacle of Yilan-Tair's achievements. The creature frowned and waved his hands, and the emptiness of light slowly escaped around him.

That's the fire thief.

He saw the fire thief.

A mortal, living fire thief.

Fire thieves...

His heart thumped, his body trembled, and fear came to his mind.

If the kings of Ilan-Tyr have anything in common, it's one thing - they are very interested in the past of the Clan.

The same is true of Tosdiva. When he became the high priest and had all the authority, he read the only real history at once. The glory of the past made him reminisce, and the pain of his fall shocked him. Furious, he knew that he was the king of Ilan-Tyr, and that he knew his duty - to perpetuate the race, and wait for the hopeless possibility of returning to the mortal world.

To perform this duty, he must first understand two issues.

First, who made the splendid Ilan-Tair fall and let the last race hide here.

Second, what can defeat that terrifying powerful enemy.

The first answer is very clear, it is the pioneers who are high in the sky, forging star palaces, and claiming to be gods.

The answer to the second question is much more ambiguous.

- After all, if the ancestors who left the information and warnings in the shelter knew the answer, then there was no need to establish the shelter, and they would not survive here.

The last wise men of Ilan-Tyre certainly did not know the way to defeat the Star Palace, but they knew the closest possibility of victory, that was what they found and summed up by exhausting their strength and even searching and searching from the few words of the unknown era of ancient times. The rules and answers that come out may be a glimmer of hope.

The uncertain answer is called Fire Thief.

Every era has a story of the rise and fall of civilization, and every era has a similar thing - the weak and ignorant race awakened from the mud and desolation, at the cost of endless killing and sin, laid the cornerstone of civilization, walking in light and darkness The intertwined road has spelled out a future for the ethnic group.

Afterwards, a destructive fire descended from the starry sky, and the powerful creatures who claimed to be the gods of the star palace descended to the mortal world with extinction, razed all traces of civilization, destroyed the resistance of all countries, cracked the earth, caused tsunamis to roll, and terrorized the world. The iron rain washed the earth, the stars moved, the vicissitudes changed, until the ignorant and confused life looked at the sky blankly, hunted and foraged like beasts, and established the initial connection in cooperation.

Again and again.

No one knew why Xing Gong did this.

There are countless mysteries in this catastrophe, no one can answer, no one knows the answer, but the wise men of Ilan-Tair still deciphered from the ancient document inheritance from the previous era. Secret Book - It turns out that in every era, there are fire thieves.

In the final war to resist the catastrophe of the world, there will always be souls who claim to be fire thieves. It is a heavy blow, and Star Palace also regards it as a big enemy, and often gives absolute attention and goes all out to clear it... The era of Yilan-Tair was also the same.

Among the secret books of the Sanctuary, many compilers have the same opinion. They either sighed sadly, or boldly guessed, and there was infinite remorse between their words.

It's too late, they sigh.

Because the Yilan-Tair and even the various nations did not trust the Fire Thieves wholeheartedly, at the desperate juncture of the imminent extinction and the pressure of the star palace, the countries were even calculating each other and each other.

The ancestors who finally repented left a sigh-like conclusion - if there is any way to defeat the star palace and end the curse of doom, then this method must be hidden in the fire thief.

Fire thieves.

Tostiva's hands trembled uncontrollably.

It's not just the appearance of the Fire Thief that he is so out of shape now.

Instead, he found out that Ilan Thiel...seems to be on the wrong side.

No, it can't be said to be on the wrong team - the fire thieves just have the possibility of "defeating the star palace", every era has such a guy, but every glorious era burns up like a shooting star.

Tostiva does not believe in the theory of fire thieves, nor has he seen the power of fire thieves with his own eyes. His mission and dedication is to continue the race of Ilan-Tair. If the flattering star palace can get this opportunity, then he Will kneel without hesitation, just like this time, he thinks this is the safest and best result.

There is nothing wrong with this lineup, but the timing of the lineup is wrong.

In the current situation, it is not that he accidentally discovered the living fire thief.

It was the Fire Thieves who led a powerful and developed peak civilization that seemed different or even better than the Ilan-Tair in its heyday, and fought against the remnants of Ilan-Tair.

And Ilan Thiel's position is the lackey of the star palace...

- The crisp sound of teeth crashing uncontrollably.

The high priest who fell to the ground could not even get up.

He is not afraid of the fire thieves, he is afraid of the tragic fate of Ilan-Tair, no wonder the **** of the star palace specially came to the Sanctuary and instigated the sinners to fight for him. It turns out that in the mortal world, there are already Even the star palace finds a difficult enemy - a powerful civilization led by the stolen fire.

no no no...

can not do this.

Gotta figure out a way.

Tostiva's thoughts turned sharply, and he murmured: "Can I report the fire thieves to the God of Star Palace, can I leave a way out for Yilan-Tair?"

"No no no, he must already know, I don't need to say it... This will expose myself and let him discover that I know the real history..."

The High Priest thought of any way out of the situation almost without restraint.

He looked around at the hidden fantasy world, the center of Sanctuary.

The Deep Sea Mirror is just one of many functions. Sanctuary is the last legacy of Ilan-Tair, and it is not just a hideout full of weapons.

"If I offer up the secrets here..."

But so what.

Perhaps this last legacy is very important to Ilan-Tair, but what is it to the star palace that destroyed Ilan-Tair?

"Even if he does, he won't keep his promises... The reason is simple."

Rational and intelligent people suffer the most because they can always see the most desperate truth.

Tostiva sat weakly on the ground and sighed: "Compared with the loyalty offered by Ilan Tyre, he is more worried about us joining the Fire Robbers..."

All self-confidence, all grasp, all calm, after the appearance of the fire thief, all have no meaning, this ancient resister, can change all the strategies, tactics and layout of the star palace.

Therefore, he no longer believed that the God of Star Palace would have a benevolent heart, and the remnants of Ilan-Tyre were just cannon fodder used by Star Palace to attack fire thieves.

This is a desperate knot, because the sinners regard the God of the Star Palace as the master god, and they will not hesitate to follow the command of the Star Palace, using the last essence left by Ilan-Tair to fight with the Fire Thief To die, except for the God of Star Palace, no one can persuade them to stop.

And fire thieves... will never show mercy.

"Gods... Ancestors..."

Wanting to understand the cause and effect, Tostiva felt endless fear and panic, and regret engulfed him, and then he realized that the way the priests brainwashed the people was so stupid that it was so desperate that the few sober people could not wake up at all. Most numb Nationals.

Both he and the priests ignored the strength of most of the ethnic groups and regarded them as turtles who needed to be shepherded, numb, ignorant and dull. This mentality gradually turned into contempt and contempt, but when the evil enemy wrapped up these silent giants When the majority made it converge into a rolling torrent, rolling the entire ethnic group into the abyss of despair, the noble, wise, and rational elites were unable to stop them.

What a sad thing.

Eve is right...

-Wait a moment!

Yiren's face flashed in his mind, and Tos Divan's emptiness and stillness shone again in his eyes.

Aifu... The Forsaken know the truth and ignore Star Palace's instigation.

They won't go to the mortal world to kill, they will stay away from the **** slaughterhouse, and if Eve wants to rebuild civilization, she will definitely do it...even if I can't do anything.

Even if I can do nothing, the Forsworn will not be destroyed by the use of the Star Palace and the blow of the Fire Thieves, and even if the City of Atonement is destroyed, Ilan-Tyr will not lose hope.

Tostiva was surprised at first, then smiled wryly.

The face with changing emotions and uncertainties finally turned into a calm Enron.

It seems that's all there is to it.

The City of Atonement is about to collapse, we will suffer the consequences, and the Forsaken will have a new future, Aifu and her companions will find a new way in the mortal world, or rebuild civilization on their own, or be accepted by the new people...

-and many more!

The high priest stood up suddenly, his face pale again.

He turned his eyes and looked at the many images in the Mirror of the Deep Sea. The sinners who killed the steel battleship were wiped out by terrifying long-range weapons, and the electric light across the sky weaved the realm of death, strangling all the enemies who dared to set foot in it. Shattered to pieces, the brave fanatics wisely stopped.

It turned and rushed towards the wooden fleet on the other side.

They are, after all, humble but cunning. Under the high-intensity labor and heavy oppression, the cunning of the little people has been born - whether to do nothing and be beaten to pieces, or to kill some enemies that are obviously easier to kill, for the sake of The great gods offered sacrifices of flesh and blood?

Anyway, the gods didn't tell us which one to fight!

Tostiva could see clearly that when the sinners turned their spears wisely and retreated, the two warships stopped in the distance and did not continue to attack.

- It seems that the mortal world has not yet unified, and there are still open and secret intrigues.

But with such a huge gap in civilization, how dare those wooden fleets...

Tostiva was a little confused about the fire thief's death, but this was not the point. He looked at the wooden fleet, where the battle was fierce and gradually stalemate, because the organized and commanded counterattack unified the strength of the entire fleet. Get up, this fleet has a soul quietly.

But what happened before?

The new races of the mortal world are strange.

But that's not the point either.

Tosdiva's face was sinking like water. He looked at the battleship that was broken in two and sank into the sea, and the broken arm and stump floating on the water. This fleet obviously suffered heavy losses. The most powerful naval force in the world is now devastated by the raid of Ilan-Tair.

Subsequent reinforcements continued to rush out of the water, and the number was endless. Even Tostiva didn't know how many weapons the ancestors hid in Sanctuary, but he was sure that if the fire thieves did not intervene, this council fleet would be very good. May be completely wiped out... at least a serious injury to vitality.

There is a problem here.

If the remnants of Ilan-Tair caused serious damage to the new mortals, and then Eve and the others appeared on the world stage in the future, how would the mortals view and treat them?

Thinking of this possibility, Tostiva's face became extremely ugly.

He stood still, looking at the **** and cruel sea scene, the fire thief, the star palace, Ilan-Tyr, the mortal world, his tribe has completely reached a dead end, even the wise and unyielding swearers and be dragged down by the folly of sinners.

Eve…

In his mind, the figure of the girl, her past, her perseverance, and her sadness appeared in his mind.

"Come with us."

Even if they part ways, they still blurt out such words.

She has always wanted to see the mortal sky, she has always wanted to rebuild the lost civilization, she has endured the most painful grief and shouldered the heaviest responsibility, but he has a different position, he cannot always stand by her side, he can only Looking at her silently, always, always...

He couldn't give Aifu the promise, and he couldn't give her what she wanted.

He couldn't promise the other party, tell the people the truth, and he couldn't give up the position of the high priest and become an oath together with her. He could only watch the other party run towards the dream of freedom, but found that due to the folly of the priests, he might Destroy her dreams and beliefs with her own hands.

Now, a scale appeared in front of him.

Weigh left and right.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his hand: "My authority should be as heavy as a wave, carrying a sailboat, and anger like a tsunami, guarding the good and punishing the evil - give me authority."

The particles gathered in his right hand and condensed into a gauntlet outlined by brilliance. He stretched out his hand and aimed at the void.

Hundreds of thousands of golden threads are constantly rising from the Eternal Tower to the mortal world.

"forgive me…"

He stretched out his other hand and wanted to get rid of the sworn ones. He was considering whether to say goodbye when he suddenly found that Aifu and the others seemed to be parked in a quiet sea.

The High Priest hesitated for a moment, then lightly said, "Aifu?"

There was no echo, and there was no image in the Mirror of the Deep Sea. Tostiva was a little strange, and his expression changed immediately, because the surrounding particles were no longer floating, heavy and depressing, he solidified for a moment like a statue, and slowly turned his head.

"You just said, what are you?"

As you can see, the halo is dazzling, the **** of the star palace is stepping on nothingness and floating in the air, with a proud expression, the wings of the heron are lit up, and his expression is like a smile but not a smile.

Behind him, there was a priest in a Chinese robe, following every step of the way, bowing his head and bowing his head in a very respectful manner.

like a dog.