Overturned Tower

"Your power enables men to resolve all differences.

"Under your radiance, people unite as brothers!"

—that is the hymn of the eternal cycle on Sogo Island.

The crimson light burst out more and more intensely under the night sky.

A biting cold wind fell from the sky, suddenly falling in the dark city at noon.

And in the streets and alleys, among the parade crowds who gathered to attack various facilities, some people suddenly stood up when everyone was confused and scared, raised their hands, and chanted loudly with emotion.

"O Wanmin, are you kneeling on the ground?

"People of the world, do you have a premonition of the Creator?

"He must dwell in the stars,

"—Go to the upper realm of the starry sky and find him!"

That is a verse that does not exist in the hymn of the eternal cycle.

Neither "creator" nor "starry sky" are commonly used words.

But it fits into the hymn, but it is so suitable...

As if, it was supposed to be like this.

"On the mountain of Faith, where the sun shines, see her flag fluttering,

"Even through the cracked coffin, I saw her standing in the angel team."

The leader who led the people to attack the reconstruction mechanism enthusiastically waved the gun in his hand, like an angel shaking a baton.

In the crowd, there were also many people who catered to him, enthusiastically singing lyrics that did not belong to this era.

In the dark eternal night, on the streets and among the crowd, there are singing voices singing in unison.It was a song no one had heard before, the second half of a repeating chant:

"Patience, ten thousand living people!

"Patience for a better world!

"—In the starry world above, the great Lord will reward us!"

Delphinium supported her stomach, gently stretched out her hands to smooth her temples that were wet with sweat from the battle, and frowned worriedly.

She vaguely heard singing, coming from the depths of the forest not far away.

On the other hand, Bad Ri looked gloomy and said nothing.

In the pure black eternal night, crimson angels flew from afar like dying comets.The singing became clearer as they approached:

"Brothers—in the upper world of the starry sky, God is judging, just like the world.

"Joy bubbles in the glass;

"Drinking the wine of the golden grape, the despairing becomes a hero,

"—Even the cannibal becomes gentle!"

"—is this your real hymn?"

Langyan raised his head and looked at Wuming and Bugle with a bad expression.

But the two angels also showed a confused expression.Apparently they never knew such a secret either.

"……I see."

Wuming sneered like self-deprecating: "When we were still struggling with whether to draw a clear line with the church and the Pope...they have already completely abandoned us. No wonder, they will make our colleagues into holy sources ..."

"The hymn says, drink the golden wine..."

Malt Wine murmured: "Sure enough, are they mass-produced angels through the 'Holy Source'? But judging from their state, they don't look like mechanical angels who will switch personalities after wearing a halo..."

"Should be a permanent transformation."

The horn said coldly: "It seems that the church's technology has indeed improved."

"...Wait, Starry Sky Upper Realm?"

And Bad Day noticed another word that shouldn't be there: "'Ascension' is to open the gray dome?

"But, now this..."

Rather than opening the gray vault, it would be better to say it is closing it forever.

"The gray dome is not only a sealing mechanism, but also a solar energy collection device. It only allows the necessary sunlight to penetrate... and the temperature in the universe is very, very low."

Among them, Losar, the only one who had received a good education and knew the truth of the world, had the ugliest complexion.Because only she, as an elf who inherits the name, can truly realize what the damage of Gray Dome means:

"Although with the heat insulation of the gray dome, the atmosphere will not directly contact the outer space and lose heat, but if this continues, I'm afraid... within a month, the surface temperature will drop to zero degrees.

"At that time, the sea will freeze over a large area, and the plants will die in large areas. Those factories in the lower city that rely on solar energy to synthesize various plants and marine resources will be completely unable to operate.

"Within half a year, the temperature will drop to minus [-] degrees. Carbon dioxide condenses into dry ice, and humans cannot directly enter the outdoors. All animals and plants other than humans will become extinct within half a year.

"In three to five years, the temperature will drop to minus 20 degrees. If we do nothing, I am afraid that it will take ten or 150 years later, when the surface temperature drops to almost minus [-] degrees, the gray dome will be due to a Hot on one side, cold on one side and broken. Earth will have a chance to reappear...but by then the oxygen will have frozen into blue ice. Simply put, we're all going to die.

"...The only good news is that white nitrogen ice will cover the entire planet. We will die beautifully. It's like a beautiful ice ball with a transparent dark blue gemstone inside."

"In other words, we only have five years at most."

Delphinium finally understood what the church wanted to do: "If we can't break the gray dome within these five years, we must follow the 'cyber ascension' advocated by the church, back up our thinking to the data world, and from the real world. completely destroyed!"

It's like setting your own house on fire, just to drive away the cockroaches and mice in the house.

For the "promoted" pope, those "old humans" who are still limited to life, old age, sickness and death, grievances and hatred are the mice in his house!

"Not five years."

Lothar replied: "Definitely not five years.

"After the solar energy is cut off, whether it is wind energy or tidal energy, it will soon become unusable. After the ability to synthesize food disappears, because of the shortage of food... At most, there will be a large-scale, large-scale explosion in half a year. Famine.

"Since then, humanity has never been able to unite again.

"That is to say, we only have five months at most—if we can't reach Ash Vault within five months, I'm afraid we won't be able to open it again."

"—What about the dragons?"

Lang Yan suddenly said: "Do they have the ability to open the gray vault?"

"I think, probably... Maybe there is." Lothar was not very sure.

"Then send me to see them."

He said in a low voice: "I'll... persuade them."

Chapter 47 The Overturned Tower

Without the Internet, it means that the floating vehicles that rely on real-time maps are completely scrapped; the pilots cannot operate multiple trucks at the same time, and the factories in the lower urban area can no longer report their output in real time and seamlessly dispatch the truck fleet.

The street lamps on both sides of the street do not have light-sensing equipment, they are just connected to the network, and the weather data provided by the annealing device provides the right brightness at the right time and in the right weather.At the moment when the network is paralyzed, all street lamps and indicator lights in the streets and alleys are all extinguished.

In a city that is darker than night, there is only a little light leaking from the shops in the streets and alleys.

At this moment, the upper city seems to have become the lower city - the people there have long adapted to this way of life that relies on factory machine light sources to identify streets.

Losing the network means losing the ability to communicate, and losing the ability to obtain intelligence and news through the network.

The cars on the road were mixed together and jammed together.Some people want to go home, some people want to go out.Unable to contact their loved ones, they are distraught.

For the few floating cars that were forced to drive, almost none of the owners had mastered the real driving skills and could not control the direction and speed of the floating cars.And the owner's line of sight is also limited to the front of the body, unable to obtain a 360-degree spherical viewing angle as usual.

Unless they are directly pulled up to a high enough level, most of them will crash into tall buildings, overpasses or advertising bridges in the air with a decisive attitude like a downed bomber, or collide with each other and then fall to the street.

People were swearing at each other at the top of their voices and weeping with their faces covered.Attacking each other, running around pointlessly.Like the insects and ants that broke out of the ground before the heavy rain, and the rats and beasts that ran away anxiously before the earthquake.

When order collapsed, looting while taking advantage of the chaos did not happen.It's not that people have become rational, and it's not entirely because this disaster has happened to everyone equally...

The main reason is that cities have completely stopped functioning due to congestion.All places visible to the naked eye are already crowded with people—anyone who dares to act recklessly at this time will become a minority, and the anxiety and anger in their hearts will be vented by the panicked and anxious crowd.

And the result of everyone wanting to move is that no one can move.

For the past two or three hours, the traffic has barely moved.The wise man had already left his car, his high heels flying, and staggered quickly on the sidewalk.

People raised their heads anxiously, trying to confirm everyone's face in the crowd. If they could see an acquaintance, they would try their best to shout the other person's name, and squeezed over to recognize each other as if seeing the owner's pet. Hug my head and cry.

On the first day of Eternal Night, people did nothing.

They ran around until they were dizzy, dry mouthed, and sweating profusely, shouting one after another in the crowd, looking for people they cared about but couldn't get in touch with.Those who were able to maintain their composure were also driven by this atmosphere and gradually became uneasy.

Crowds of people come and go, and people try their best to swim against the current and miss it repeatedly.The people who got together first organized the most primitive order - find people separately and meet at the agreed place.Through this method, the extremely crowded streets had passed for more than ten hours before they gradually became sparsely populated again.

Gradually, people gathered together.

Husband and wife, relatives, friends, colleagues, classmates, neighbors, teachers and students... People gather with their respective social relations, constantly confirming who the new entrants need to take over.

They completely lost light and the Internet, but the familiar city seemed to have turned into a dark virgin forest.It's just that even if you go out to inquire about the news, you may never return.

The communication between people has returned to more than a hundred years ago, and all news spread like a plague through word of mouth.Because of panic, I added oil and vinegar, and because of confusion, I was short of weight.

Its operation is so slow and imprecise, but fortunately, things are not complicated at the moment.

It was only the second day since the eternal night came, and the people of Happy Island gradually realized one thing——

There is no doubt that the Cyber ​​Church is behind all the conspiracies these days.At the same time, it is the chief culprit who stole their dragon and pierced the sky.

The boiling hot blood turned into bone-piercing cold in an instant.

Admitting mistakes is hard.Especially when this mistake is so big that it is completely irreparable, even if you pay your own life, it will not be enough to make up for it. It becomes so difficult just to raise your head and look directly at what you have done.

Fear, remorse, panic, hysteria... just like the flame burns out the color, leaving only black or white ashes.The restless heart cooled down, and the neck supporting the head became weak.Words, together with emotion, sink into the abyss of nothingness.

I couldn't open my mouth, let alone speak.The brain has completely fallen into a blank, and everyone has gradually become a puppet drifting with the tide.

People can no longer be seen gathering together on the streets, enthusiastically expressing their own opinions and preaching the utopia they imagined.Only those who have lost their loved ones, screaming like a bird in the street, shouting someone's name to no avail.

The crimson fallen angels guarded the bishops of the Cyber ​​Church, running on the streets, preaching the teachings of the "New World".

It was completely different from the angels they had seen and contacted before—these angels were full of desire to attack.In other words, they are not constrained by ethics... just like players treat NPCs, doing what they want to do as they please, attacking and killing anyone who disrespects them.

The bishops were full of smiles and compassion.Before the corpses and the sea of ​​blood, they patiently told the future of the world for everyone who lost the Internet.

- The world is about to end.

In five more years, the world will fall into eternal stagnation.After hundreds of years, the world will finally be reborn in spring, and all the filth of the old world will be cleansed.And they will get eternal electronic life, and after spending hundreds of years of enjoying life in another virtual world, they will wake up again-resurrected in the new world.

In that world, there are no companies and no schools, neither work nor study.

No annoying bosses, endless metrics, and night-and-day overtime.There is neither poverty nor disease, neither separation nor death.There will be no misunderstanding, and everyone will be like a family, like brothers and sisters.

They have nothing to do, no labor to do - just have fun!

For hundreds of years, there are endless supplies that they can squander at will.In another world, there will be no more hatred in any form and no death of any kind.Everyone's life will no longer have any pressure, and everyone will become an angel, bathed in the warm sunshine of another world again.

These bishops spoke with certainty, and hope and fire burned in their pupils.Their agitation was neither violent nor fanatical.As if they had all actually seen that world before, only to reveal to them the possibility of this future.

Because they firmly believe that the despair of the destruction of the world will eventually overwhelm the self-esteem and delusions of all diehards.

Sooner or later, those who don't understand them and curse them will just kneel in front of them, begging them to be baptized with tears streaming down their faces.

It will be soon.Soon.

Wait for the cold wind to freeze the sea, wait for the clusters of flames to go out, wait for the lights to go out.

When the famine and plague that were wiped out the year before spread again like a prairie fire... the determination to persist in living in this world where not a single blade of grass grows will also be wiped out.

— because they had no choice.

The tower crashed down, and the people left.Without the means to tie each other together, each individual would be an island.

Compared with them, the church still retains the means of communication.All the crimson angels are receivers and also sending stations, connecting a new network in series, covering the sky island, and replacing it.

With the collapse of society, the money and power of the old society will also become worthless - even all individuals will lose their own value.

This is the future they chose.

And the future is here.

Chapter 48 The Death of Amyrus

In this way, an empty island completely extinguished its brilliance and silenced its sound.Eventually, contact with the entire world was lost.

Like a quiet and sunken island in the middle of the ocean.