In the shadow courtyard shrouded in boundless chaos and darkness, Julu Amoen confronted the Magic Net terminal in standby state.

"I think this thing is broken," the former God of Nature finally came to his own conclusion after a long silence, "You see, it didn't light up when it was sent."

"...I have said several times that the Magic Net terminal cannot be sent by the machine. If it wants to run, it must be placed in the energy field." Amoen's side was made of clouds and fog and Olympiad symbols. The giant-like lady sighed helplessly. Her sigh formed a large arcane cyclone in the shadow world, causing countless dense lightning to emerge on the edge of the courtyard area. "Didn't the person in charge of the installation tell you how to use this thing?"

"It was sent by the mortal named Kamair. He didn't say it at the time, and I didn't ask," Amoen said in a muffled voice. "He looked very busy and didn't seem to want to stay with me."

"...It can be imagined that I have heard of him. His feelings for you must be very complicated," Magic goddess Milmina lowered her head and swept between Amoen and the Magic Net terminal with the glory of arcane. "And it should be similar if someone else is there - you were a god after all, how could a mortal think that you still need someone to teach you how to use this thing..."

"It's not my fault. My authority is the power of nature, not the mystery of magic. What's more, I've been away from the main material world for three thousand years - three thousand years. Do you know how I came from these three thousand years? I'm lying here..."

Milmina interrupted Amoen without waiting for him to finish speaking: "So do you need my help?"

Amoen replied without hesitation: "No, I can do it myself!"

Milmina seemed a little disdainful, and she shook her head and stood up: "Okay, since you don't need to help, I'll go for a walk."

As soon as the words were finished, the lady who dominated the mystery and magic had turned into a violently scrolling whirlwind of magic, swept through the vast gravel plains and endless darkness like a strong wind, and quickly disappeared from Amoen's sight.

Amoen was still lying motionless between the boulder and the metal structure, but his eyes seemed to be looking at the direction where Milmina disappeared, until the other party completely disappeared in the darkness, he sighed: "Actually, you need help..."

In an instant, a strong wind swept across the distance, mixed with powerful magic fluctuations and arcane lightning that followed like shadows. Milmina returned to Amoen again as if she was leaving. The lady with an elegant figure bent down slightly, and her face covered in mist seemed to have a smile: "Look, I just said you need help, right?"

Amoen: "…"

"You have to be polite, this is a slap in my hand," Milmina's smile became more and more obvious. Before Amoen had time to give an objection, she had bent down and stretched out her finger to gently touch the magic net terminal fixed to a floating stone. This terminal was already a mainframe at the level of public facilities in the city, but in front of her it was as small as some kind of portable device. "Look, it's just this..."

A small cluster of Olympiad sparks splashed out from the void. Milmina's fingers did not contact the device, but the resonance between magic powers had activated the rune array inside the precision device. With a slight buzzing sound and the rune group that lighted up in sequence, the projected crystal on the magic network terminal lit up, and a clear holographic image appeared above the crystal.

A sweet-smiling lady is introducing to everyone the newly opened neural network distribution station in the city. In the background of the picture, rows of neatly arranged immersion cabins are waiting for the citizens to experience.

"...ah, it's bright." Amoen suddenly said after a few seconds.

"Don't talk, watch the show." Milmina interrupted him directly.

"So you really just want to use my magic network terminal," Amoen said lightly, unable to hear much emotional fluctuations in his tone, "Why don't you go to the human to ask for a set? He shouldn't mind..."

"I mind, I still need to be cautious now - I want to avoid contact with any mortal, because I am not sure if any casual contact will reconnect myself with the main material world, I am not sure if I have actually completed self-isolation and purification, and the most important thing... I am still observing the 'human' you are talking about, and I will not take any risks until I confirm that he is truly reliable."

"In my opinion, you are not as cautious as you said, but since this is your choice, I am not inconvenient to comment more," Amoen said calmly, "but I want to remind you that... we don't have enough time. This season of civilization has survived safely for a long time, and in this world, peaceful days cannot last forever."

Milmina silently glanced at Amoen, the giant deer next to her, and her pair of eyes filled with the glory of the arcane seemed to flash a few times. She seemed to be thinking about something, but in the end she said nothing.

Amoen also fell silent, as if he had been silent for many years - but unlike the past, there was a cheerful and lively voice echoing in this dark and chaotic courtyard, and this lifeless world also had more vitality.

The two former gods sat or lie quietly in the courtyard of the fortress of disobedience, guarding a magic machine that was very small for them. The achievements of civilization created by the mortal race in this era accompanied them. This companionship seemed insignificant, but it seemed to make them completely intoxicated - I don't know whether they were intoxicated by the "programs" created by the mortals or the peace and ease at this moment.

"How to change the channel?" Amoen suddenly said.

"Don't change it first, I'll teach you when I finish reading this paragraph."

...

Gao Wen's story is finished - after omitting the descriptions of the various glorious dragon civilization and the history that has little to do with the Loren continent, the dragons' million-year forbearance and last-minute escape did not need to be told for too long. Moreover, considering the audience's worldview and technical details that are difficult to lay the foundation, he also omitted the final takeoff and long voyage of Omega. But even so, this thrilling story still shocked Rosetta in front of him and Matilda beside him.

"This is the story of Tallond," Gao Wen said in a long sigh, "Now they have been free. This civilization, which has been unimaginable for a long time and once glorious, has now been reborn in the ashes and returned to the mortal world - they are not legends of bards, nor monsters and beasts in the alien space, dragons also have flesh and blood, and are mortal species like us. They will also encounter difficulties, and now they have decided to ask for help from the mortal world."

"...I really can't imagine that such a thing happened outside the 'world' we are familiar with," Matilda couldn't help but whisper, "the fused gods... devastating 'break-free'... I thought that everything we experienced on the battlefield of the Winter Castle was the pinnacle of all historical legends, but now it seems... there are still many things in this world that are beyond our imagination."

"You mentioned just now that the dragon completely broke free from the constraints of the gods by rushing out of our planet in the final stage?" Rosetta obviously paid attention to a more critical message, "The ambassador of the dragon clan described this behavior as an "ultimate disobedience"?"

"Yes," Gao Wen nodded, "According to the Dragon Clan, this is a key 'ritual symbol', a key move for the mortal race to step out of the cradle and move towards adulthood. According to my understanding, this is related to the birth mechanism of the gods - the specific details involve very complex theoretical models. If we conduct technical exchanges in this area later, I can discuss with you in detail."

Rosetta looked at Gao Wen's eyes and said slowly, word by word: "You mean that all the ideological foundations of the birth of the gods are based on the mortal race's cognitive level of 'this planet', and the universe and starry sky are a field that completely transcends our old worldview. All religious classics of mortals have not considered how to explain the order among stars. Therefore, once they enter the starry sky, the gods lose the doctrine basis of their existence?"

"..." Gao Wen couldn't help but pause for a moment, and his eyes suddenly became very deep when he looked at Rosetta, "Do you know this?"

"The Augustus family had been symbiotic with a person who called himself God for two centuries," Rosetta smiled and pointed his forehead with his finger. "Whether it can still be called a god, but at least its knowledge is true... It draws spiritual nourishment from us, and we are constantly secretly drawing taboo knowledge and ancient memories from it."

"...You have been 'stealing' knowledge from that 'Eye of God'?" Gao Wen said in amazement, "How much have you obtained through this method?"

"It's not a lot, after all, it's just a fragment, but not a very small one - that fragment belongs to the gods after all," Rosetta seemed to intend to set suspense on this topic. "Luckily, that 'eye' was once active in an era of civilization and development. Many unknown secrets in our era are not secrets in its era... Unfortunately, these knowledge has been just a trouble for a long time, and under the constraints of that eye, we have never been able to bring this knowledge to use for generations."

Speaking of this, Rosetta suddenly paused and spread his hand: "So you see, we do have the need to further communicate with technology."

Gao Wen smiled, this time his smile came from the heart, which was a smile that received unexpected joy: "It seems that this is true, the Council of the Divine Power needs these valuable information."

He picked up his glass and met Rosetta again, and the latter seemed to be thinking after taking a polite sip. The ruler of Tifeng was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes and stared at Gao Wen for a long time. Until this gaze was about to pass the etiquette, he broke the silence with a very solemn expression: "So, do you always deal with this kind of thing?"

Gao Wen quickly understood the meaning of the other party's words. He showed a complicated smile, and his voice sounded like a vicissitudes: "If possible, I don't want to-but as a person who has experienced even the resurrection of the dead, I am afraid I am destined to deal with many unimaginable things. The relics of the gods, the tide of the demons, the countdown to the crazy god... There are so many things that can destroy us, the fragile kingdoms."

"Indeed, there are so many things that can destroy us, the fragile kingdoms... The luck of ordinary people is that they know nothing about it. As long as the end of the world has not yet arrived, they can continue to enjoy the last moment of peace," Rosetta shook his head and suddenly looked at Gao Wen and joked, "and your misfortune is that you know everything about it, and even watch them get closer every day."

"Now this is also your misfortune." Gao Wen said calmly.

Rosetta ignored the jokes in Gao Wen's words, and he just suddenly sighed: "Now I believe more in your concept of 'community of shared future' and your plans to promote world change."

Govinton was curious: "Why did you say that suddenly?"

"...A person standing in front of the truth of the doomsday has no extra energy to calculate the bread in other people's pockets."

Gao Wen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "This sounds really a high evaluation - then will you support Cecil unconditionally because of this?"

"Of course not, I won't even trust you too much," Rosetta said without hesitation. "I believe in only your philosophy and plan, and I believe that you will do anything to do for this philosophy - Tifeng may be your partner, but it may also be used as a consumable or nourishment to resist the end, right?"

Gao Wen smiled and did not answer this question.

After two seconds of silence, he pulled the topic back: "So, about the situation in Tallond..."

"Of course, I will stand on Cecil's side on this issue. Although Tifeng has passed this battle, we are still not short of food in our country - we will also issue a call on the Kaoling Kingdom in the south and those tropical kingdoms of all sizes in the south, and assist Cecil in completing the establishment and launch of the Food Commission as soon as possible."

Speaking of this, Rosetta couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "Just as you said just now, the luckiest thing in this matter is that the dragons faced a major disaster and guarded the bottom line of the civilized race, chose to actively save themselves and seek help peacefully to overcome difficulties, so that we don't have to face another 'dragon disaster' after the divine disaster, but in my opinion...the world is not absolute."

"Are you worried that the dragons will still lose control and cross the ocean to plunder the weaker human territory?"

"It's not that I'm worried, it's definitely there," Rosetta nodded. "Although I'm not very clear about the situation in Tallond and have never had contact with dragons, I can infer a lot from your description. The dragons have human weaknesses and limits of their ability, and how much wasteland can their provisional government control after the collapse of society? How many refugees can they collect and restrain? There will definitely be dragons that are out of control, and these dragons are so powerful that they can cross the endless oceans and plague human borders with their physical body... It may be difficult to deal with this situation. How should we repatriate such 'refugees' that do not comply with the rules? Not to mention that this will greatly dampen the enthusiasm of member states participating in food relief."
Chapter completed!