"Atomic Universe", inside the Tower of Babel.
When Lucien returned, Natasha was still standing in front of the "small live screen" in a daze, her eyes looking ahead, and the "Sword of Truth" was constantly turning in her hand.
"What's wrong," Lucien asked curiously, with her arcane level, she wouldn't have been in a daze for so long after being shocked Hearing Lucian's voice, Natasha seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and said with silver and purple eyes: "Although this delayed choice experiment cannot conclusively prove that the law of causality in strict chronological order can be destroyed, I wonder if the sword of truth is based on this principle that the law of cause and effect is broken, so that any means of resurrection are invalid."
Lucien looked at her with a serious expression, looking her up and down, making her always confident and firm slightly stunned, could I guess right After a few minutes of this quiet and frozen atmosphere, just when Natasha couldn't help but continue to speak, Lucien suddenly laughed and laughed heartily: "You think too much. ” "Yes, that's not my forte," Natasha was unfazed, looking like she took it for granted.
Lucien restrained his smile and said lightly: "Being able to take the initiative to think about the arcane principle corresponding to the bloodline of the Sword of Truth is a huge progress, and only by figuring out what it is can you know how to go forward."
I'm not sure yet, but I have a vague idea of the power of your bloodline, and when I return from the Ancient Hell, I may be able to tell you what it is. ” "Really" hearing Lucian's words, Natasha was surprised and delighted, how to go next on the knightly road is one of the focuses of her life, and the monthly "meditation" experience made her understand that if you want to find your own knight's road, it is an indispensable prerequisite to understand or figure out your own bloodline, otherwise at most, you can become a third-order epic knight by hundreds of years of accumulation like the "Heart of Time", and you can't even think about it.
For a knight like her, who is good at fighting and strong-willed, groping and studying her own bloodline is a disadvantage, and it may take a long time to understand, but fortunately, there is a Grand Arcanist by her side, a Great Arcanist who is famous for his research After blurting out, Natasha noticed another important point: "You're going to Ancient Hell" She didn't dwell on the question in front of her anymore, because she believed that Lucien would definitely not deceive herself on such an important issue, and if he said that there was an idea, then there must be an idea, and it would be clear when he returned from the ancient hell.
"I've learned a lot from these two experiments, and after I've built a few more spells, it's time to go to Ancient Hell to test one of my ideas, and then everything will have the answer."
Lucien said vaguely, "Although the Lord of Hell has steadily descended from the Lord's physical world, his true body must still be in the depths of Hell, so this time I will go alone."
Moreover, the current situation is turbulent, and you can respond in time if you stay in Rentat. ” Natasha pursed her lips and nodded slowly, "Okay." ” She knows very well that although she has the Shield of Truth and the Sword of Truth, and his actual combat power is equivalent to the third order of legends, she will still be crushed when facing god-like beings, and she is not a magician, she does not have so many bizarre life-saving spells, and following her to ancient hell will only drag Lucian down, he is a legendary peak, he will fight if he wants to fight, he will leave if he wants to go, even in the face of god-like, there are various ways to escape.
"During this time, I will be developing a new legendary spell that will help us communicate across borders and notify each other if there is any emergency."
Lucien tried his best to make thorough preparations, but he didn't care, with His Excellency the Speaker sitting in Alinge, unless Viken didn't want to cast a divine descent spell, or all the other gods joined forces, there was really nothing worth notifying across the border, but he who entered the ancient hell may encounter some strange things.
"Cross-border communication" Natasha repeated the word, and in her knowledge, she had never heard of any other way to establish a stable cross-border communication outside of the Otherworldly Gate, so she was quite puzzled and curious.
Lucien nodded and smiled: "This legendary communication technique can indeed communicate across different dimensions, but it can only be used once and the information transmitted is limited, and the communication code needs to be agreed in advance, probably, when you determine a certain state on your side, my side will collapse into another state accordingly, and obtain information by combining these states, just like binary encoding." ” "It feels like it's based on the strange nature of microscopic particles," Natasha was impressed and made a sure judgment, then she adjusted her mood and sighed, "You said you gained a lot from today's two experiments, what affirmed the observer effect, or the law of cause and effect can be broken" Lucien could feel the curiosity she had been hiding, and said with a smile: "For me, the most important gain is that under such experimental design and conditions, these two experiments can be completed with electrons, and Your Excellency Speaker and I originally planned to use photons. ” "What's the difference?"
Natasha didn't understand, she could see the experiment, but this kind of deep-seated problem involving theory was not something that an amateur like her could understand.
"The difference, this involves quantum field theory, wave dynamics, matrix mechanics," Lucien deliberately cites a whole bunch of theories.
"Stop, stop."
Natasha listened to the big head, quickly stopped, and changed the topic, "In the first experiment, the trajectory marker of the electron was erased by designing the experiment, so that the experimenter could not obtain this part of the information, so the interference fringes are still the same, making people feel the existence of the observer effect, but this does not fully prove the problem, if the trajectory marker is not erased, but the experimenter is blindfolded, blocked ears, and shielded perception, then the interference fringes still exist so that there is no observer?"
Lucien glanced at Natasha in surprise, perhaps because she didn't know enough to ask such a question.
He thought for a moment and laughed in a low voice: "Who knows, no one will know the result, because once someone observes, there will be an observer, if no one observes, then what the result is important Anyway, there is no way to verify." ” "Suppose there is a mysterious being who does not cause the observer effect," Natasha used her imagination to play, "or you can guess purely from theoretical deductions" "I guess," Lucien smiled, "I guess there may or may not be interference stripes, hahahaha." ” Natasha looked up at the ceiling and decided not to discuss the arcane with him.
In June of the year 830 of the sacred calendar, the weather was like fire, scorching everything.
The famous city of the ancient kingdom of Syracuse, Anhadur, the Cathedral of Redemption.
An archbishop lingered anxiously in front of the prayer room, waiting for the cardinal's reception.
"Why haven't you finished praying yet, a new cult has been discovered in the nearby manor" The archbishop paced back and forth, touching his head and sighing, in recent years, cults have emerged in an endless stream, just hit one, and immediately another one appeared, making the young and powerful themselves gray hair early, "And this cult seems to be able to summon high-level evil creatures, if the adults don't make a move, it will be difficult to completely eradicate it by relying on a few people in the inquisition." ” Thinking of the imminent siege over there, the archbishop became more and more anxious, and decided to muster up the courage to knock on the door and urge.
Knock knock, the archbishop curled his finger and knocked on the door, but as soon as he exerted his strength, the door creaked back and opened a gap.
"Not closed" The archbishop had a bad feeling and hurriedly pushed the door open, casting his eyes in.
Then, his gaze froze.
In front of the cross in the prayer room, a tattered cardinal's robe lay silently with strange burn marks.
"Your Excellency, your Excellency has been swallowed up by the Light," the Archbishop muttered to himself, blankly.
It's not that he has a keen reaction, but in the past six months, as the results of the two thought experiments of the "Three Views Destroyer" Lucien Evans have spread, dozens of cardinals have been swallowed by the Holy Light during prayer, so that everyone will be terrified and their faces will change color when they talk about the word Lucien Evans.
With a bleak gray sky and a soundless environment, the necromantic world will always be so monotonous.
With his hands in the pockets of his long black double-breasted gown, Lucien slowly walked among the undead, the toothy ghouls, the slow zombies, the wandering ghosts, the bandaged mummies, all around him, unaware of his existence, because he gave the illusion of being diffused in space.
In this way, Lucien quietly crossed the Plains of Death and arrived at the Sanctuary of the Necromancy, the legendary undead who guarded the vicinity also unaware of him, allowing him to visit as a tourist.
Along the way, Lucien did not encounter a single intelligent necromancer, as if they all smelled danger and did not dare to approach.
Lucien walked and looked, paying attention to whether there were any changes in the Necronomicon Temple, but he didn't find anything, until he arrived at the soul hearth and was about to enter the "Door World", he felt that the legendary necromancers such as the Lich King were wandering around, but they didn't have the idea of having to make a move, anyway, Lucien had already been here twice, and there was nothing new to lose if he came a few more times, so why bother This is kind of being scared The second time was when we last contacted Viken "The Monster" to work together.
Looking up at the soul fireplace, looking at the overlapping "face" of "Lucien" and "Summer Breeze", Lucian smiled under his breath and walked to the entrance of the "World of Doors".
"What are you doing again" The "monster" Viken's voice sounded hoarse, what had happened last time had made him a lot worse.
Lucien snorted, "I'll tell you, I'm going to go to Ancient Hell." ” "You're here for this kind of thing" "Monster" Viken raised his voice, thinking that Lucien was crazy.
Lucien took out the moon timepiece, flicked open the watch cover, and looked at the time: "No, after telling you, I have to get ready to go." ” "Monster" Viken was speechless.
Lucien turned to leave, secretly saying in his heart that nothing had changed After he was far away from the Temple of the Necromancy, in the garden near the entrance, an old man slowly walked out, wearing a sacred crown and holding a platinum scepter, looking deeply at the place where Lucien had disappeared, as if it were Pope Viken: