"This is what is left of Lokmardon......"
Hao Ren said with emotion after receiving the shimmering "substance" from the singer Tunara's hand.It was a shimmering fragment the size of a fist, and the whole fragment had a hazy texture, like a thin cloud of smoke without a substance, but it was completely opaque and had a certain weight, and with Hao Ren's knowledge, it was completely impossible to tell whether it was a physical or an imaginary body.At the same time, even though the owner of the fragment is dead, it continues to expand and contract regularly, as if it still retains its life characteristics.The silvery silk is wrapped around the fragment without touching it, like a loosely structured cocoon, and the fragment floats in the center of the "cocoon".The spider silk cuts off the energy exchange between the fragments and the outside world, just in case."
It's very much like an entity 'image' left by an extremely powerful soul after it is shattered," Anthony, who also has a certain amount of research in the soul field, touched his beard and said, "The strength of this 'Lokmardon' is indeed incredible, if we can't directly borrow the power of the goddess to attack it, it is really not a small threat to ordinary inquisitors." ”Singer Tunara paced in place for two steps, eight graceful and slender spider legs dancing to the rhythm: "When I attacked it, I felt a 'shock' similar to the divine power of the true god, which is consistent with the information you mentioned in the bomb.The others probably don't feel as clearly as I do, but they probably all feel that way. ”Tunara, a censor with qualifications similar to that of the Queen of Dragons, has a superior sense of perception as a demigod promoted by a spider demon, which is an enhancement and extension of her former racial talents."
Ahem......
Ms.
Tunara, my name is Hao Ren, not Bomb Ren," Hao Ren coughed awkwardly and looked at the "singer" very seriously, seriously suspecting that she did it on purpose, "If the vague impression I read from the mantra tablet is not wrong, Lokmadon does have part of the divinity of the true God, but it lacks the crucial information circulation power and the real control of this part of the divinity, and it cannot be called a true god yet. ”Tunara clasped her hands, and her red eyes, which were more slender and gloomy than humans, sparkled with interest: "Really......
It's funny.When you go back and have the results, give me a copy of the research materials, I really like to collect this knowledge. ”"Maybe we can get some results now," Hao Ren fiddled with the spider silk on the outside of the shimmering fragment, "You two do us a favor and protect the Fa." ”Tunara was stunned: "Dharma protector?
What do you mean?
”However, Anthony, who had a lot of communication with Hao Ren on weekdays, had some understanding of the situation of this "bomb Ren", and the old mage suddenly remembered several special abilities about Hao Ren that he had seen in the database: "You plan to read Lokmardon's memories directly from the fragments?"
”"The body is dead, and the soul is only a fragment, the danger of this thing should not be so high," Hao Ren smiled and raised the "cocoon" in his hand, "Ms.
Tunara, how should this thing be disassembled?"
”"Just call me Tunara, it's all one unit, and add a 'lady' to call it rusty," Tunara said with a smile, and then swiped on the "cocoon" with her hand, and the spider silk seal that originally required a powerful energy cutting device to break directly cracked, "I probably guessed what you're going to do - don't worry, Anthony and I are on the side to help you watch, to be honest, I'm quite interested in your legendary ability to read straight through thinking." ”Hao Ren froze, and slowly reached for the fragment of Lockmarten.He felt his fingers come into contact with a cold, swirling mass of air, which became denser and denser the further inside, reaching a point where it could not be easily penetrated when his finger penetrated about two centimeters.A slight wave of dizziness hit, followed by a flood of ancient memories that I don't know how many years have passed......
At first, it was a hazy light, then something shook in the light, and the shaking image gradually distinguished the different details, and then gradually became clear, turning into a sea of red and a monotonous sky.This monotonous sky and sea surface lasted for a long, long time, until a special individual suddenly appeared.It was a figure rising in the red sea, her body was shrouded in a layer of fog, maybe it was the blurred face caused by too long memory, or maybe it was some more mysterious reason, Hao Ren couldn't see the face of this figure clearly, but the first time this figure appeared, Hao Ren realized who "she" was.In Lockmarton's point of view, this figure leaned over quickly, she seemed to be very surprised and excited, and had been going around in circles, turning around more than a dozen times, before a voice sounded directly in Hao Ren's heart, no, in Lockmarton's heart back then: "Ah-moving!"
This one is moving!
It's a success!
I made it!
”Great joy spilled over through the heart-to-heart connection, and this emotion became the first emotion in Lokmarton's memory: joy.The birth of life is something to be celebrated."
You'll be with me in the future!"
The figure that Rochmadon understood as "mother" quickly said, "I'm going to give you a name......
The name is necessary, it's useful!
”It was a name, but in fact, my mother didn't come up with it for a long time, because she didn't seem to understand what a "name" was.It was given the name "Lokmardon" after that large glowing fireball flew through the sky thousands of times.Slowly, Lockmarton learned a lot about his mother and how he was born."
Mother" seems to be the only life in this world—not counting the self who was born later.She had lived in this place many, many years ago, and she didn't know where she came from or where she was going, and her mother never knew where she came from, let alone why the whole world couldn't see a second person like her.She wandered around on this boundless sea of red, aimless, idle, and her greatest hobby was lying on the surface of the sea and observing the movement of the sun and the stars at night before the idea of "making a gadget to accompany herself".Watching the sun is boring because it's always the same, while looking at the stars is more interesting because there are so many of them, and they're always changing.Occasionally, something even more interesting happens: a large burning rock will suddenly fall from the sky and make a very large splash on the surface of the sea.Mothers can be thrilled by these splashes for thousands of days and nights.But watching the stars and waiting for meteorites to fall on the water wasn't too much fun, and my mother finally began to get bored and bored, and the growing loneliness made her depressed.After a long time, she finally decided to create something that could accompany her, something similar to herself, or at least something that could move, communicate.She failed many times, and finally, after a lot of fiddling, she finally succeeded in making it, Lokmarton.A blindly wriggling, ignorant piece of meat.This is how Lockmarton was born.In some wonderful, detached perspectives, Hao Ren sees the "childhood" of Lockmarton.It was a small, dark red mass of flesh, the size of a human head, with no organ divisions and no symmetry on it, and it floated lazily and ignorantly on the water, sometimes held in its mother's arms, communicating with her mother with clumsy grunts and tremors.Mother took it on tours of the whole "world", chasing storms in the red ocean, chasing the sun, observing the stars, going to the bottom of the sea in search of glowing fissures, and even burrowing into the fissures, exploring between the scorching lava, and they also found a small piece of land at sea level, which was the only land in the whole "world", and the mother built a small house out of stones, and the open space around the house was filled with her mother's collection: stone chips and crystals recovered from the bottom of the sea, and metal cores left behind after the stones that fell from the sky burned out.In Loquemarton's most primitive memories, everything carries with it a feeling of warmth.However, after countless years of precipitation and wear, many distant memories have long since faded from feelings, Hao Ren read the memories of Lockmarton, except for the first little profound joy, most of the content is empty and cold.It coldly records these extremely distant events, like an emotionless machine, sealing these memories and storing them in the corners of the soul.In memory, it grows gradually.My mother also grew up.Mother slowly discovered some of her own powers, and began to master them little by little, experimenting with them.She seemed to think that her children should also learn these skills, so she injected her divine power into Lokmadon's body as well.Further back, the memories seemed even colder and paler.The power of the gods was too powerful a toy for Lockmarton, and he was fascinated by it.It began to squander these powers, and whatever the consequences of those powers—creation or destruction—would satisfy it.It gradually became dissatisfied with its mother's discipline and with this monotonous and boring world.Mother loved to observe the stars, and the idea of going to them came to mind, and she learned how to go into space, and even flew around the surface of that big glowing fireball in the sky, and when she returned, she told Lockmarton that it was a very bright place.Lokmarton saw this as an opportunity to leave the tedious Red Planet, so he became well-behaved again, hoping to follow his mother to explore the stars.The memories were even colder, and even the moving images were gradually covered with a layer of black fog.It seems that something terrible happened during that expedition, which will explain the reason for the complete distortion of Lokmadon, as well as some of the secrets of the goddess of creation, and this memory is buried very deeply.Hao Ren continued to dive into the depths of memory.
(To be continued.) )