above the sky

Chapter 768 The Unremarkable Siren (12)

The gray-black clouds seemed to be contaminated by lead, and the sea area from the Nauman Sea to the edge of the Eternal Ocean was shrouded in an unspeakable silence.

This is the tranquility before the heavy rainfall and the prelude to the coming of summer.

It has the same name as the Eternal Silence Ocean, because of the super-giant psionic energy field covering the entire Eternal Silence Ocean, except for storms in the coastal areas, this ocean will not produce any typhoons and storms that are common in other sea areas, only one A steady sea breeze, and a silent heavy rain that seems to cover the whole world.

But in contrast, the Yongji Ocean itself has an extremely intricate ocean current system.

The huge potential force of the planet's heat cycle is wrapped in the water body of the ocean, and the siltation is transformed into the nutrient of life.Therefore, the entire Eternal Silence Ocean is a paradise for marine life, and the deep sea of ​​the Eternal Silence Ocean has become an intricate and super-giant maze, where countless sea monsters inhabit and guard the core of the deep sea.

maze.Labyrinths exist in every area of ​​Terra.

Any area whose core is difficult to explore, whose working principle cannot be known, and which contains huge treasures inside, will be called a labyrinth.

Since the disaster from the sky, the seeds of the labyrinth have been densely distributed all over the world, almost everywhere.They have become channels for human beings to study the technology of pre-epoch civilizations, mines for obtaining key materials, pastures for breeding high-quality monsters, and planting places for producing key elixir.

Adventurers rely on it to exist, countless wild sublimators rise or perish because of the labyrinth, and even the rise and fall of a country may be related to the labyrinth—one of the great forces of Terra, the Fortress of the Mountain in the northern border is from With the legendary Apocalypse armed in the labyrinth, it was able to become independent from the behemoth of the Setar Empire and become a big country with a famous name among the countries.

Hundreds of years of coexistence and development have made the labyrinth a very important, even core part of Terra civilization.

Even, some scholars believe that the entire planet Terra itself is a huge labyrinth, and the existing human beings are just "labyrinth species" living in the huge cage called "Terra Labyrinth", which is already different from The people of Terra in the pre-epoch civilization existed completely differently.

Only when human beings leave Terra and stand at the perspective of overlooking Terra, will human beings know what kind of complex and delicate maze they are in.

The Elf Gravy Fairleaf disagrees with the argument that 'Terra is a huge labyrinth'.

But after 50 years away from his hometown, when he looked at his hometown far away from the empire of Canaan Moor, he suddenly realized that he was indeed in an extremely huge maze.

A labyrinth called Elf Society.

This labyrinth is exquisite and complex, full of mysteries and terrible crises, it can always take people's lives but it can provide incredible wealth, and all the things that adventurers want are in it.

Yes.

Only by leaving the maze can you see its true face.

But now, he wanted to go back there... back to the maze that suffocated him.

back home.

The gray clouds suppressed and rolled, and the air was filled with moist breath. The old elf with red hair and green eyes stood beside the ship's side of the 'Siren', staring at the far sea in the east.At some point in the sky, it began to rain heavily, and the rolling lead cloud quietly released the moisture it had accumulated, creating endless ripples on the surface of the Eternal Silence Ocean.

The wind is from west to east, and the sails of the Siren are beating. Although it is an extremely advanced alchemy ship, it also has a part of the wind structure in order to cope with Terra's complex and changeable ocean environment.

The sound of the sails rolling past his ears, causing the long red hair to slap his cheeks and blow in the direction of Canaan Moore.

"home……"

The elf with long hair and beard stroked his long beard. He looked at the sea covered in rain, and a mocking smile appeared on his face because of this word.

For Gravy Feiye, what is the hometown?Is it the playing and squabbling with childhood sweethearts in childhood, or the sweet wind blowing from the red maple forest all over the mountains and plains in my hometown?

These are all too far away.

After 50 years away from Canaan Moore, Gravey lived in the Setar Empire much longer than in his hometown.In fact, his status in the empire is higher than that in his hometown, and he is more like an imperial person in terms of speech, behavior and logic.

Fifty years of time have boiled this loyal young elite lurking in the empire into an old man full of doubts and resentment towards his hometown.

Over the past 50 years, the two countries, which were originally wary of each other, have become strategic allies who are so close to each other and even signed an alliance with each other.

Even, the two sides even exchanged part of the list of spies, and both sides allowed some spies of the other party to return safely, and carried out targeted cooperation on these projects.

Gravey's lurking project is one of them.The elf stretched out his hand, and he stroked his cheek. No matter how much he maintained himself, even if he was an ascendant, he was already 85 years old and began to enter old age.

Wrinkles began to emerge, but the project he had been dormant for a lifetime was betrayed by his own people, and it became a 'chip' between the two countries to openly show their favor to each other.

So what is the point of his 50 years of dedication and self-sacrifice?
Has he spent most of his life like a clown?
Elf.

In ancient legends, elves are almost immortal species of immortality, long-lived, elegant, artistic and dexterous race.

They are synonymous with beauty and strength, the darlings of nature, the children of the forest.

But in reality, elves are no different from humans.

The elves are dexterous, have advantages in psychic power, and have a fast nerve response, but the people of all the plains also have their own abilities.

Whether it is the psionic talent of the white people, the regional adaptability of the gold people, or the strong body of the iron people, all of them are not inferior to the talents of elves.

Moreover, the lifespan of the elves does not have any advantage... Maybe it was a little different before the disaster of the sky, but after the disaster of the sky, the elves are essentially just a mediocre species of the "Tara humans". Just a big branch.

Therefore, 50 years is extremely long for elves.

Gravey was also severely damaged by the biological epidemic poison due to the experiment. His life span is not long, and the mission he insisted on all his life has become a joke. If his life ends like this, the epitaph will probably only have The next blank.

Not because there is nothing to write, but if it were written, it would look like a joke.

So he has to do something.

Not for the motherland.The motherland, Canaan Moor, betrayed him. Although he understood the struggle and alliance between the two countries, the enthusiasm in his heart had become weak and cold.

Not for family. Fifty years later, when he was lurking back then, he had already left with the feeling that he was already dead, his parents had long since passed away, and other people, whether it was the girl from his hometown or a friend, had already married or not. Remember yourself.

Just for myself.

Grave closed his eyes.Master bioalchemist, Grand Scholar Gravy Feiye immersed his heart in his research.

For 50 years, he has been relying on this method to survive the boundless and long lonely night, using pure academics to soothe his doubts and wavering heart.

Just for myself.

Just an explanation for my dream.

At this moment, scenes of past images appeared in Gravey's mind. When his teacher in Canaan Moore, Master Dimeka, showed himself his incredible research, he was shocked from the depths of his heart. with longing.

The face of the teacher, burning with wild ambition and endless thirst for knowledge, coincides with the face that was later unable to do what he wanted due to aging and full of regret.His last instructions are still echoing in my ears until now.

"Glavey...remember, our research...is for all elves."

At that time, Gravey, who was only in his 30s, had a face full of ambition and endless thirst for knowledge. He was exactly the same as his teacher. He listened to the other party's teachings and clenched his fists: "We want all elves to become real 'Elves' and fight!"

——Longevity, sharpness, beauty, elegance...not a mediocre elf like now, but a truly perfect one, just like the elves in stories and legends!

"But in this regard, the most studied is the Empire and the Capital of Knowledge... Bring them back. Bring the future back, bring back our homeland!"

open one's eyes.

The old red-haired elf is not as old as when his teacher died of illness, but the signs of decline have already begun to appear.

He has indeed fulfilled the teacher's obsession.

He brought back the 'treasure' that the empire has been studying...even if only a part.

This is exactly why Gravey is dissatisfied with his motherland and hometown.Canaan Moor's councilors and bureaucrats are too cautious and too old-fashioned.Their research has so far been limited to Warcraft and experimenters, far less efficient and radical than the Imperial Institute of the Intellect and the Institute of Truth.It's not a humanitarian concern. Gravey is very clear that the reason why the House of Lords cannot make a decision is precisely because the elves' political system determines that they restrain each other. Obstruct and suppress.

This is also the reason why my teacher struggled for Canaan Moore all his life, but he could not get the final result after wasting his life. The political system of the elves is doomed to such an ending that drags each other down.

Yes, the parliament will not make the worst choice, and will not usher in the unimaginably huge turmoil like the Dark Moon turmoil like the empire, but this also makes Canaan Moore a stagnant backwater.

It's not that the elves are not as smart as the Imperials, nor are they lacking in talented researchers like the Imperials, nor is it because they lack a mature talent training system.

The backwardness of the elves is only due to the internal social structure.

Simply because of politics.

So stupid, so locked-in.The old man couldn't help sighing.

What I have seen and what I have learned from the Academy of Spiritual Knowledge can reflect Canaan Moore's ignorance and slowness.The people of the empire did dare to open up. It is worthy of the fact that the Lost Era has expanded from a city to dominate half of the continent. Even if it is weak, it is still exploring the frontier.

Grave still remembers what he saw at the headquarters of the Institute of the Intellect when he arrived in the imperial capital, a majestic city that was not inferior to the world tree capital.It was like a mountain and a sea, filled with millions of classics, research materials and detailed explanations in pictures and texts, which made me feel dizzy when I was still young.

To learn all of this and obtain the knowledge that can help the elves in the future, I am afraid that it will take an infinitely long time... Knowledge has no limit, but human cognition does. Grave has been studying latently for 50 years, and finally got a few a simple conclusion.

"Life is not bound by form...the soul is not bound by state."

The old elf whispered to himself, and he recited the core conclusions he had obtained from his own research over the years: "Not only elves, but all life on Terra can evolve again... starting from the most fundamental origin, reorganizing and repeating, into a more perfect life."

"But this process is too transcendent and contrary to human relations. Even the Institute of the Senses can't go deeper... Or, they have already found the part they want, and what I want is still in a deeper place."

Yes.

The reason why Gravey made up his mind to return to Canaan Moore was not for the motherland or his family.

If he is willing, he who has become a master alchemist will be accepted by any country. There is no need to go back as a discovered spy, but he will be more grandly welcomed by the empire to stay.

The reason why Gravey decided to return to the country was because he knew that if he stayed in the empire, he would have no chance to continue his crazy research.

That being the case, why not go back to Canaan Moore, under the guise of continuing research, open up a laboratory and then conduct secret underground experiments... In this era of good relations between the two countries, his awkward identity will make him a marginal characters, but that's exactly the best outcome.

What's more...he brought back that 'treasure'.

The wreckage of the ancient thing that opened up many subjects and experiments in the Academy of Gnosis... Although it is only a part of it, for that kind of creature, part is equal to completeness.

As long as he has it, even alone, Gravey firmly believes that he can continue his research!
"Mr...." The cautious voice of the ship attendant came from behind: "The Siren has detected a large number of monster clusters migrating not far away. After that, it may speed up to avoid, and there may be some bumps..."

"If you don't have to, please go back to the cabin."

The Siren is a diplomatic ship designed by Canaan Moore at the flagship level of the fleet. It is equipped with a large number of armed forces. Even if it encounters a swarm of monsters, it will not suffer any loss. The captain is a strong man of the third level. It is said that he used to hold a candle Or, even more reassuring.

But if it is possible, there is no need to fight a group of wild beasts. There are all distinguished guests from Canaan Moor on board, and everyone must be received with the most solemn etiquette, so naturally be cautious.

"Ah."

Gravey straightened his collar, he responded indifferently, and then prepared to go back to the cabin.

When passing through the corridors inside the ship, one could faintly hear the whispers of complaints among the sailors.

"It's impossible for Warcraft to migrate on this route, right?"

"Warcraft are not stupid. The stupid ones have all died a long time ago. This time it feels abnormal."

"In short, prepare for battle."

Gravey didn't pay too much attention to these exchanges. The old man also passed a young white-haired scholar by the way. He subconsciously looked up at the other person, secretly praised him, and then thought of himself back then, feeling a little sad.

——He was also a well-known handsome boy back then, with countless suitors, but his life, which was originally blooming like a brocade, was all dedicated to the motherland, but now it has come to an end...

He shook his head and left.

But the white-haired young man stopped. He frowned slightly and looked at the back of the old man.

"Super biological erosion?"

Ian frowned, his eyes lit up with a silver-blue light, and he looked at Gravey, and also passed through the layers of steel, looking at the corner of the Siren's cabin.

The young man thought to himself: "This old scholar, won't it have something to do with that scary bright thing in the cabin?"

"At first, I thought that the Siren looked ordinary, but in fact, whether it is itself or the people inside, each of them has unique skills and has its own characteristics..."

"There are too many demons and ghosts."

(End of this chapter)