The majestic ancient walls of Holleta really stand in front of everyone, and every brick and tile and even every line on the wall attracts the attention of those "aliens" from the earth, who look at this ancient and glorious city in amazement, at its spectacular and solid buildings, at the crowds moving between these buildings, at the runes of Leta engraved on the surface of the buildings, and at the things that are gradually revealed by all these things, which are beyond the material foundation: culture and inheritance.Alienation still exists, and strangeness is inevitable, in fact, Hao Ren almost never expected those earth aliens to have any homesickness after seeing things and people after seeing the dream plane - this is impossible, because their memories in this regard have long since disappeared with the impact of the original sin of the divine blood, but he can still expect that those ancient aliens with deep knowledge can experience a sense of cultural inheritance after seeing the dream plane, and this sense of heaviness is related to whether they identify with it.
It does not matter whether it is understood or not, it is soaked in every brick and tile of civilization that has been baptized by time, as long as it comes from the civilization collective, it will naturally smell its scent, and it will help every "chosen person" to realize the "reality" of the dream plane.As long as this "authenticity" is established, the aliens of the earth will sincerely identify with the existence of this world and think about it as an established fact - thinking about what this "homeland" means to them.Where is the culture and heritage?
Not in repeated preaching, not in those tourist brochures and resource collections, not in the holographic projections that are looped in the Giant Turtle Rock Terrace, it can only be in the place where it was born and reproduced: ancient buildings, oral language, words that have changed over the years, these are its carriers.The cries of the streets and alleys are culture, the repair skills of the leather shops along the street are culture, the coats of arms on the royal knights' hats and helmets are culture, and even the gestures of the pedestrians waving when they see visitors are culture - and these things have been passed down from ancient times to the present, and have become the elements that people are accustomed to and displayed in front of you, this is the inheritance.The saddest thing about the alien races living on Earth is that they don't have these things - even in the glorious and powerful Age of Mythology, when they ruled the entire planet by force, and made the true indigenous masters of the planet tremble and kneel at their feet, they could not change the fact that they had no culture or heritage.They don't know what kind of ancestors they should worship, they don't know what their names mean, they don't know their social structure and technological system, the mighty Olympian gods are just a big chaotic family, and every indigenous god in the plains of Mesopotamia lives a chaotic life of collecting treasures and delicacies and then eating and sleeping, even if some of them rack their brains and sketch out some ceremonies, laws, and cultures.
Their sparse and unstable population is simply not able to sustain it.Therefore, the alien races on the earth do not have their own cultural heritage, and they have never thought about what their own race would be like if they had their own cultural heritage.In the Dark Night Noble District of the Royal City, young nobles from the Horleta Bloodline enthusiastically introduce their fellow Earthers to the origins and myths of the Night Nobles, mentioning that the first Blood Lord was born from the juice of the Seed of Origins, and that the patron saint of the early Bloods was a god named "Hertoli", who lived on the larger moon, and even today there are some Blood Elders living in remote areas who believe in these ethereal stories.While visiting a war gallery, the kingdom's werewolf general, Elson, proudly tells the werewolves from Earth that they have been the most warlike race on the planet since ancient times, and that they were also early explorers of shadow magic.Werewolves once built a powerful magical empire on this planet, and to this day, the kingdoms they have built are still the most important force in this world.He also told those ignorant compatriots from the earth that the werewolves had a sacred mountain, and the holy mountain was in the western part of the kingdom, which was covered with snow all year round, and it was the wish of almost every werewolf to be able to make a pilgrimage to the holy mountain......
The Rune Dwarves didn't find their lost legacy of enchantments, as they were also lost in Halletta, but the Rune Dwarves found something more precious than that: they found their ancestral script.The inscriptions were engraved on one hundred and twenty-two tablets and kept in the royal treasury of the Holleta royal house, and if it were not for this remarkable "visit", the miserly Majesty Morroen might not have been willing to bring them out for human seeing.The attitude of the rune dwarves when they saw the stone slabs even made Hao Ren stunned: a group of rugged dwarves who looked like muscular mounds hugged each other and cried bitterly, their beards soaked with snot and tears, and they couldn't see the uselessness and indifference of their departure.Hao Ren had little contact with these rune dwarves, only that they were once part of the Norse god system, and before Ragnarok arrived, they received the news that they had built a bronze ship to escape from the capsized Eugudola Hill, and escaped to the depths of the ocean under the noses of the witchers and went into seclusion underground.They are the origin of many of the myths about the Underworld Elves and the Hollows of the Earth, and it wasn't until the recent formation of the Shadow Council that these solitary hermits reappeared.Curious, he asked Hesperius about the dwarves, and finally figured out what was going on."
They have been searching for their lost words," Hesperius said, gesturing to the bald heads, but dragging their beards almost to the ground, "They attach great importance to the inheritance of words, but when they traveled to Earth 10,000 years ago, they lost the most about their memories.Do you see the symbols on their skins?
That's the 'text' they barely kept.It is said that the first generation of rune dwarves could only vaguely remember these symbols when they first woke up, and then they immediately engraved these things on themselves, and as they carved, they forgot the meaning of these symbols, until they were covered in blood, and they completely forgot their words.From that day on, each generation of rune dwarves carved the words of their fathers on their bodies, passing them on from generation to generation, hoping that one day they would be able to crack them and rediscover their own word mysteries.However, perhaps it was the influence of the 'original sin of divine blood' in your mouth, and their efforts in this regard all failed......"
In Hesperith's quiet narration, Hao Ren can recreate the scene in his mind: 10,000 years ago, Yugudorahiel carried countless refugees from the dream plane, and rushed out of a bloody path in the terrifying energy storm caused by the god-killing war, it tore through the wall of reality and crashed to Earth, and many of the Ark's passengers died the moment they landed......
The surviving refugees were ejected one by one under the control of some kind of automated program and thrown to all corners of the globe.The planet was still wild, and the only things that greeted the refugees were plains, mountains, swamps, and wastelands.Although Yugudo Lahir may have screened the sites of the forced landing based on the environmental index of the landing planet in advance, it is believed that a significant number of the more vulnerable refugees died within the first few days to months.And the rest wake up in fear and confusion.It was in this situation that the rune dwarves woke up, they woke up in the cold soil of ancient Europe, like a long, real nightmare, and then they found that the nightmare had come true, they didn't know where they came from, where they were going, they didn't know what the world was, they might want to record the information they had collected firsthand, but they were horrified to find that they were gradually forgetting their words—in the process of fading their memories so quickly, They can only choose to engrave those things in the least forgotten place: themselves.And then it was carved like this for 10,000 years.The rune dwarves excitedly begged the Kingdom of Halletta to allow them to take a copy of the slate rubbing, and their request was granted, so they hugged and cried again, and these loud guys almost stopped the whole gallery from talking.After the dwarves calmed down a little, Hao Ren couldn't help but sigh to Hesperius: "I really didn't expect that there are people like them in the aliens of the earth who are struggling to pursue the lost cultural inheritance.I thought you all didn't care about that. ”"Because the Rune Dwarves have escaped Ragnarok, they are one of the least damaged races since the end of the Age of Mythology, and I am afraid that they are second only to the Kraken that has not been damaged at all, so they have the extra energy to think about cultural inheritance," Hesperius said lightly, "As for us......
Many of us are not indifferent to this, but simply have no energy to spare, just like me, there are only a few survivors left in the entire Olympus family, including me, how can we still have time to think about the question of belonging to civilization?
”Vivien said next to her, "But weren't you fascinated when someone in the War Gallery talked about the Thunder Giants?"
”Hesperius's face changed, and he deliberately kept a straight face and said nothing.Hao Ren smiled slightly, and watched the "tourists" he brought continue to visit under the guidance of the "tour guide" arranged by Holletta, and after a long time, he nodded: "Anyway, it's finally a little useful." ”"But that's not where the big point is."
The data terminal floated next to it, and a reminder was made."
Of course, the biggest point is not here."
Hao Ren bowed slightly, then raised his head, his gaze seemed to penetrate the vault of the building, and directly looked at the endless and high cosmic deep space.More and more divine oscillations are surging all over the dream plane, and are being picked up by swarms of drones.A very good "network" that was previously hidden seems to have finally emerged.