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"The golden sphere that hung as high as the sun disappeared. It mysteriously disappeared after Diakum and Zovaal fought with those First Ones guards and Attendant of the Gods.
It has not been destroyed!
I didn't feel the aftermath of the energy blast at all, not even "
Medivh closed his eyes and felt the strange rhythm surrounding the Zereth Mortis earth. He shook his head and said:
"Forge of the Afterlife is still there! It has just been moved to a special space. It can even resonate with other First Ones creations of Zereth Mortis and emit wonderful melodies. The "harmony" here has not been destroyed.
It's amazing.
How did First Ones build such a unique space?
Everything here is "one", and the melody they resonate with each other attracts more lives to join it."
"This is not a good thing!"
Nether-Stalker next to Medivh will feel a little restless.
But the source of its uneasiness is not the rhythmic chords of Zereth Mortis. In fact, as an energy body, it can feel this beautiful resonance chord more clearly. What really makes Nether-Stalker restless is its compatriots.
Cipher Society's Broker scholars will be like "possessed".
From time to time, they will say "Primordial Tongue" that ordinary people cannot understand, but they are completely unaware of it. They just feel that it is very comfortable to stay here, and they even have the weird idea of "never leaving".
Nether-Stalker can't even hold it back.
These Broker scholars seemed to be pulled by that wonderful chord, and kept moving forward in the complex and strange terrain of Zereth Mortis. They kept collecting the damaged First Ones equipment in nooks and crannies, and murmuringly put them together in mysterious ways.
Just now, Nether-Stalker saw with his own eyes that his compatriots Broker used the First Ones equipment and parts they picked up to assemble a "Soulbound Spiral" with their own hands.
That thing has a wonderful metal snail shell, and a soft energy body shaped by Phantom Phosphor. The two tentacles Gleam are touching Cosmic Radiance, which is really beautiful.
The creature was very docile and circled around the cheering Broker scholars after it was created.
Those who were already stunned affectionately called it "Serenade", and they explained to Nether-Stalker in unison that this was the name of this cute creature in First Ones's database.
They feel that they are very good, but they cannot understand the "terrible fright" that Nether-Stalker caused to Nether-Stalker when he saw seven Broker scholars from different consortiums and different forces with completely different personalities and origins describing the miracle of First Ones to it in the same tone.
Just like the classic magic lesson truth.
People who have fallen asleep cannot understand when they fall asleep. Similarly, when you feel that you have the advantage, you should consider whether you are already in the enemy's illusion.
"They are hopeless!"
Nether-Stalker stood on a hexagonal rock, looking sadly at the group of Broker scholars behind him who were constantly using their own hands to create more protozoans.
It lowered its voice and said to Medivh:
"They have been "eroded" by the power of Cipher of the First Ones. Their potential is insufficient and they have been completely assimilated by the resonant chords of First Ones. They are becoming part of Zereth Mortis, and they do not resist this fate.
Both Diakum and Zovaal are right!
Zereth Mortis must be destroyed. This is not a place where any life should be close.
I can't imagine that once this place appears in Material World, with this terrifying "Chorus of All Things", it is estimated that all the creatures in Material World will be willing to become a part of it in a very short period of time.
They will be summoned to become a note in this "chorus".
Oh my god!
Me.
My own sanity is also shaky, six hours at most!
After six hours at most, I won't be able to resist this temptation anymore, what about you?
How long can you hold on?"
"A conservative estimate would be 48 hours."
Medivh felt his heartbeat vibrating, he shook his head and said:
"I thought that my cold mind as Lich would allow me to persist longer, but now it seems that First Ones's chorus does not differentiate between the living and the dead.
No, that's not accurate.
Perhaps in the eyes of those creators, there is no essential difference between the living and the dead.
They observe the world from a higher dimension, and we are being put into their perspective at this time.
First Ones didn't leave much behind here, but just because they had existed here for a long time, the reverberation of the Creator that remained was enough to destroy and reshape all "individual consciousness".
Sure enough!
Above the true God, there is "God"."
"Now is not the time to discuss this, how can you still be so calm!"
Nether-Stalker is going crazy.
The pressure of losing "self" made Void Master restless, but then Medivh reached out and knocked it on the head. Astral Mage said:
"You have also witnessed the "truth". When faced with this powerful force, the first reaction should not be fear but inquiry. You should learn more from Queen Azshara on this point. While you, me and them feel panic, the queen only has the curiosity of a researcher in her heart."
He pointed to the bandage Nether-Stalker was wrapped around his body and said:
"Isn't the formula recorded above the key that you should use to help yourself now? To fight against the chorus of First Ones, you can't do it with consciousness alone!
No one's consciousness can be as huge as First Ones, but if this is also a kind of knowledge, then after you understand and master it, you will no longer be afraid of it but can try to control it.
It's like this."
Medivh stretched out his hand, like a conductor of a chorus, gently and gracefully lifted his fingers, and then slashed them down roughly and harshly as if breaking something.
At this moment, a harsh noise exploded from beside him, spreading out like an invisible halo, causing those Broker scholars who were immersed in murmuring about the creation of protozoa to wake up instantly.
They were temporarily separated from the chorus of First Ones. Most of them looked around blankly, and then took the initiative to return to the chords of the chorus, but there were also a few Relic Crafter who seized this precious opportunity to take back themselves.
They held their heads and screamed, and fled like crazy, staggering towards the entrance of Zereth Mortis.
They have realized the horror of this place, and between "preserving themselves" and "embracing the truth", they chose the former without hesitation.
But unfortunately, not everyone who wakes up from a "dream" has the opportunity to escape back to Material World.
"It's a pity that their capacity is no longer enough to bring them one step closer. They have obviously reached the seat of truth."
Astral Mage sighed regretfully.
Nether-Stalker did not respond. As if grasping a life-saving straw, it took off a piece of its "Truth Shroud" and wrapped it around its arm, constantly checking the formula recorded on the bandage in its mind.
Use this kind of "cramming" learning to fight against the mental assimilation of the First Ones chord.
"You two! Come here quickly!"
The call of Azshara sounded from a natural cave not far away.
She must have discovered something, her voice was full of expectation and joy.
Medivh and Nether-Stalker rushed over quickly, and then saw the queen in the cave circling a wonderful instrument that had just been assembled.
Her Demon Sword hung vigilantly beside her, sensing her surroundings suspiciously, and occasionally stabbing or slashing to the side like a convulsion, as if she was fighting against an invisible enemy.
Obviously, Demon Sword Lemonia was also dragged into the chorus of First Ones, but because of the soul connection with Queen Azshara, Demon Sword has a certain degree of "psychic resistance."
The performance of the Royal Internal Affairs Officer Wei Nali on the other side was also outstanding. She shook her head, slapped herself from time to time, and kept looking for usable objects in the cave to give to the Queen to continue to perfect the instrument she had just assembled.
"This is the interpretation and compilation device of Cipher of the First Ones!"
Azshara pointed to the device at hand radiantly and said:
"Using this thing, we can materialize the invisible power of cipher text, but I need the two of you to help me."
"How can I help?"
Nether-Stalker asked blankly.
At this time, the "IQ difference" between the three people was obvious. While he was still asking stupidly, Medivh had already walked to the instrument first, reaching out and stroking the four buttons in front of him and the entire row of complex Cipher of the First Ones symbols on it.
He said:
"First Ones's cipher text system is a wonderful four-syllable language system. There is no specific explanation of words, only different syllables represent different meanings. The "Echo of All Things" that hangs over Zereth Mortis uses exactly these four syllables and their variants.
So what you mean is that each of us controls one syllable to "play" our own "Echo of All Things", right?"
"So smart, worthy of my recognition Magic Prince!"
Queen Azshara nodded with satisfaction, but the "stupid" Nether-Stalker was still asking:
"But the three of us can only control three types of syllables. What about the last one?"
"Stupid!"
The Queen looked at her "Palace Ambassador" with some dissatisfaction and said:
"The biggest feature of Cipher of the First Ones is the "resonance of all things". As long as the three syllables reach a perfect chord, the fourth syllable will naturally resonate with us to complete the performance.
What's wrong with you?
You're not usually this stupid."
"Sorry, my stupidity has let you down."
Nether-Stalker complained helplessly.
It said in its heart that it is already considered the smartest group of K'aresh creatures, but compared with you two monsters, it will naturally become a mere mortal.
But is this its fault?
Obviously not!
I can only say that the Creator is really unfair when pinching people.
"I will be responsible for the "Beat Syllable" syllable as the main body of the chord, and I will beat the time!
Medivh is responsible for the "Pre-Tone Syllable" syllable. You start each performance. Nether-Stalker is responsible for the simplest "Mid-Tone Syllable" syllable. You only need to continue to complete the upgrading or downgrading according to the playing rhythm of Medivh!"
Azshara moved his hands and said:
"According to my calculations, the three of us only need to complete three perfect performances. When the fourth chord opens, the most mysterious "Shallow-Frequency Syllable" syllable will be played with resonance.
When the four syllables come together to play our own chords, the "Chorus of All Things" left by First Ones will not be able to affect us, and the higher-order sequence combination secrets of "Genesis Truth" like Cipher of the First Ones will truly be revealed to us!
But if you play it wrong"
The Queen rubbed her chin and said regretfully:
"Every time I play the wrong melody, my mind will suffer a counterattack from "Chorus of All Things". A conservative estimate is that I may become a drooling fool after twelve mistakes.
Medivh can withstand seven mistakes. As for you, my poor palace ambassador, you can only withstand three at most! This also includes a "practice".
Maybe we should wait until my Court Advisor Diakum comes over and let him replace you? Although he is not close to the truth, his potential is really scary.
In this way, the fault tolerance rate will also be greatly improved."
"But I can't wait that long!"
Nether-Stalker said a little crazy:
"Even if I continue to study these "truth formulas", I don't have as much time to insist on myself here as you two. I will really hate myself for wasting too much time on meaningless hatred and conspiracy in the past. I wasted my time and did not make good use of them to analyze the truth.
Now, time has punished me mercilessly!
I have lived up to my potential and failed to fully redeem my growth. But I am not willing to accept it. I have already reached the seat of "Genesis Truth"
Let me try it once!
No!
Let's play these three times."
Nether-Stalker said loudly:
"I'll admit it even if I end up being a drooling fool! This is my last chance! Let's finish playing."
Medivh and Queen Azshara exchanged glances.
To be honest, the two of them don't think that playing three times can make their "Chorus of All Things" perfect. After all, this is First Ones's knowledge, but Nether-Stalker is willing to "sacrifice" himself to help them understand the mystery of the cipher text more deeply. Why not?
So soon, the three of them stood in three directions of the instrument.
Azshara took a deep breath and touched the chord metronome with her fingers. At this moment, she seemed to have returned to the night when she was in the palace of Zin-Azshari, playing the lyre in the glow of Well of Eternity.
That was the best time of my life.
Unfortunately, I can never go back.
"I recommend using "Highborne Elegy" as the basic chord track."
Medivh took out a beautiful pendant, activated it, and let an elf-style ballad echo. He said to Azshara:
"This is a song composed by a talented bard of Quel'Thalas when he was mourning the ruins of Azshara Coast's palace. This is a "eulogy" written for you by your descendants.
I originally planned to collect more works by that bard, but unfortunately he interrupted his acting career after marrying Ranger General of Windrunner family.
What a shame."
Azshara glanced at Medivh with a subtle look, and she said:
"Is this your unique style of flattery? My Magic Prince."
"No, Your Majesty, I just think that this song written for you can help you play more carefully, and it has a lively rhythm, which is very suitable for what we are going to accomplish now."
Medivh gave a perfect answer, and Nether-Stalker also remembered the rhythm of this song after listening to it twice.
So, when Azshara hummed the rhythm of this song and activated the rhythm language core of the Cipher of the First Ones compilation device with his fingers, Medivh followed closely, and Nether-Stalker also completed the perfect chorus of Mid-Tone Syllable.
It seems like there are only three buttons, but considering the ascending and descending of the syllables, this thing is quite complicated to play.
In the first attempt, the trio started to make noises a quarter of the way through their performance. Chorus of All Things hated noises, so a terrifying psychological impact was exerted on the minds of the trio like a cut, causing Nether-Stalker to scream and almost fall down.
But this time it's not that it played wrong, but that Medivh chose the wrong rising key in the wrong place.
"Sorry."
Medivh, whose fingers were trembling, grinned and said:
"Let's try again."
The performance was successfully completed in the second attempt. Just when the fourth section of the three-part melody started, the uncontrolled Shallow-Frequency Syllable syllables really resonated. The moment the four syllables appeared at the same time, it was like pebbles hitting the harmonious flow of water, disrupting their performance.
Chorus of All Things's counterattack came again, this time even Azshara was blown away by the impact of the soul, spinning around in the air before landing.
"No way!"
The Star Walker huddled on the ground, holding his head that was about to explode.
It said desperately:
"Shallow-Frequency Syllable syllables can indeed resonate and reverberate, but they will not cooperate with us. Instead, we need to cooperate with them at the beginning of the fourth quarter, but then it will not be a piece of music. It depends entirely on our on-the-spot performance. It is almost impossible to finish it perfectly in one performance.
However, there is only one last chance to try."
"Try again!"
Azshara narrowed his eyes and said:
"You two don't have to worry about the resonance of Shallow-Frequency Syllable. You only need to play along with my Beat Syllable. I will be responsible for matching its rhythm. Ha! I am the perfect queen! Whether it is fighting, leading or music. I am perfect!
You don't need to believe in yourself, you just need to believe in me!
Do it again!
This time, we get it done."
PS:
Four syllables of Firstborn Cipher System: