Chapter 483
2021-01-06
Chapter 483 Doomsday?Indeed, if the "aunt" of the lady in front of her... has the strength to banish her mother, a True Dragon, from the original world, it would be no exaggeration to say that she is a god. It is conceivable: such a young brother with a level existence of God, that is, the father of R'hllor - obviously will not be a mortal. However, I don't know what kind of deep hatred was that made this "Divine Immortal" aunt want to exile her from the world where oneself is located even when her younger brother and sister are pregnant with oneself's own niece?
Is it a racial conflict between humans and the higher Dragon Clan, or some other complex emotional entanglement?
"My aunt fell in love with oneself's younger brother, and believes that he will be his wife and child's mother." R'hllor didn't know whether he saw through Igor's doubts, or he planned to explain it all. Clearly, in short, there was no room for him to think: "But my father still refused to accept it, insisting on finding a spouse other than blood relatives. In this case, when the news of mother's pregnancy with me reached her ears, It ignited all the anger of my aunt at once, and inevitably triggered everything that happened later - why did you make that strange expression? Do you think that the power and transcendent existence of gods will also be affected by those of you mortals Weird and messy ethical constraints and restrictions?"
She shrugged, as if unwilling to dwell on the topic of domestic scandal: "I am half-dragon Half God, at the very beginning of my life. It showed an incredible growth rate, and I felt early on that the boundary that my mother could not cross after all was waiting for me not far ahead, and it was faintly visible—it was only a matter of time, and it was not difficult to cross. But, Originally, I went straight to the threshold, but when I was about to end my first hundred years of life, I began to encounter a strange situation: I clearly felt that my potential was released a little bit, but the growth rate of realm and strength started. Stalled, stuck on a bottleneck that shouldn't exist. I searched for the reason in many ways, and even bothered the sleeping mother to ask her questions, and finally came to the answer after several recourse: the problem is not on me, stop I stepped into the higher realm because of external factors - the world in which I exist, whether it is the energy level or the natural principle, can no longer accommodate more powerful individuals."
It's not my fault. , is this world? Should I say this idea is paranoid, or too confident?
Igor is not Tyrion, he knows when he can make a joke and when he has to hold back and don't be rude - he didn't taunt, just nodded, looked at each other quietly, knowing that there must be more to come.
"Don't ask me why I have to pursue a higher realm and not be able to sit still and live my life, I won't answer such a stupid question. I don't know how to describe this kind of restrained breathing to you, a mortal. I feel, but an example can help you understand my dilemma: the same fish can survive and grow in small rivers and lakes, and the size they can reach is different - but I was raised in a fish tank! The fish in the fish tank Resources and size determine my limit. This world cannot carry and support my instinctive pursuit and desire to continue to move towards a high realm. In this case, I have no choice but to break the fish tank and jump into the rivers, lakes and seas. ."
Igor's heart moved, and he finally understood: why when oneself asked if there was still a chance and way to go back, the other party asked oneself to don't be impatient - it turns out that oneself is not the only one who has similar thoughts!
"That's what you said before: because you're too busy to do anything about Cold God?" Igor asked cautiously, unaware that oneself subconsciously used honorifics
" That's right, I'm looking for a way to reopen the passage between worlds and return to the world where my mother lived before my mother was exiled, and where my father lived. A world that can nurture and support powerful beings like my parents, whether it's a river, Neither a lake nor the sea is worse than a fish tank."
Sure enough, R'hllor is also looking for a way to get back to "home", but since this conversation can happen today, it means that she is most likely Not yet.
"Aren't you worried about the threat of the oneself aunt? Since she can exile your mother with a sneak attack out of jealousy, I can't guarantee that I won't see you again..."
" Don't think that you are smart." R'hllor snorted, "Of course I have prepared means to deal with it - as long as I survive the most dangerous stages of entry and relative search without being discovered, when my father is found, I don't believe him who knows the truth. , will let his elder sister continue to hurt oneself's daughter. But the truth is, the key difficulty is not at all 'what to do after returning to that world', but - 'how to go back?'.”
Yes, how do I go back?
Although the discussion seems to have gotten off topic with R'hllor's story, Igor finally waited for the part that interested oneself.
"According to my mother, 'traveling between worlds' was a separate discipline in her original world, an esoteric skill that few people can master but can master. It's a pity that , she doesn't specialize in this, so she doesn't know anything about it... which means I can't get guidance or support from her, it's all up to oneself. I started this project shortly after she passed away Huge project: trying to study and master the spells of the space department independently without anyone else to help."
"It took me several decades to figure out what the so-called space is about. It took me several more decades to figure out how and how to apply energy to it... but when I finally learned something on my own in this field, after doing the math I came to the conclusion: the spell power required for Tearing Space , far beyond the limit of my strength in this world - if you want to break the fish tank, you need more powerful strength; but if you want to increase your strength, you have to leave the fish tank that suppresses my potential first... I am stuck in a In an unsolvable endless cycle, the invisible, intangible, invisible but unbreakable wall of space traps me here like a cage, making me unable to move even a little bit.”
Igor took a breath, feeling helpless at the bad result and smacking his tongue at the other party's efforts to leave this world: that is, Half God, a half-dragon, who is almost immortal from birth, so she can have endless time and Put your energy into such a... hopeless job.
I don't know if it was this boring and boring research process that made her gradually have such a situation: she has a strong desire to talk about oneself, but she has to cover it with a "reward" The coat, and the weird temper of forcing people to ask oneself questions every now and then to keep the conversation going?
"You gave up in the end?" Igor, who gradually touched the character of the other party, began to let go of his courage and joined the interaction.
"No, the bad projections did put me down for a long time...fortunately the least I can do is time. Putting that thought aside for a while and turning my attention to something else, Some fields have also been studied and explored for some time and after reaching a certain height, things have wonderfully fulfilled the proverb coined by my children: 'Every road leads to Valyria'."
R'hllor casually tells the story of oneself's encounter and rebirth that is enough for mortals to die back and forth more than a dozen times in a tone without any emotional ups and downs.
"First of all, I found the exact location where the mother entered when she was banished to this world... It is between the Lands of Long Summer and the remnants of the Valyrian Peninsula and the Smoking Sea hanging in midair now. A certain point. The space there was severely damaged by the exile of my mother. Although it has been repaired by the self-healing ability of the space, it is still much less stable than any other place. It is the easiest point to break through—— After calculation, although the magic power required by Tearing Space is still above the level I can achieve, at least it is no longer two orders of magnitude worse than before, but only a few times, so I can at least see the solution to the problem The dawn of time."
"Afterwards, some explorations and attempts I made to pass the time in the non-spatial Magic field made me gradually realize a weakness of my own character: because of the power of bloodline, I Since I was a child, I could solve all difficulties by relying on my own strength, scare off any enemy, and win everything I wanted... But because of this, I believed and relied too much on my own individual strength, but ignored the tools and helpers. The convenience and help it can bring. I always subconsciously fall into a misunderstanding: if I can't do something, it is impossible to achieve."
She waved her hand and moved the planet in front of her. , adjust it from the posture of Westeros facing the two of them to another angle, so that the position of the Essos continent Valyrian Peninsula is in the center of the field of vision - unlike the map Igor has seen, this Valyrian Peninsula is complete.
"After recognizing this misconception and working to overcome it, it all came to a head: I really couldn't cast Magic by myself to Tearing Space, but with pre-arranged, built spell-enhancing devices and buildings And other methods, any sorcerer can rely on external force to cast a specific spell after amplification and strengthening on a specific target in a specific position, so that the spell strength far exceeds the limit that the individual can achieve! Such a complex method can be used in ordinary life and combat. It's useless because casting Magic from a fixed facility requires lengthy preparation steps and can't deal with surprises. But it's useful when the target is a 'neither hide nor escape' space rift. "
"After spending decades of deep research on Auxiliary Magic, I finally designed an oversized array to absorb the free energy that converges between Heaven and Earth to enhance the space system I want to cast. Spell. If it can be successfully constructed and put into operation, the energy intensity it can generate will be enough to tear any open space rift... Well, the corresponding price is that astronomical manpower is required to complete this arrangement. And the countless resources of Magic materials are by no means an individual can achieve, no matter how strong. This should have been a major problem blocking my progress, but the interesting thing is: in my hundreds of years of tossing back and forth to find a solution Here, my sons, sons of sons, sons of sons, sons of sons... By virtue of reproduction and the Half God bloodline of the half-dragons, they quietly established what they call The huge kingdom of 'Valyria Freehold' has conquered almost all the top-ranked native civilizations in the known world without my help at all, creating a huge, complete and efficient ruling machine, just enough to Be the perfect helper and assistance to my huge vision."
"Under the persecution and request of my ancestors, my descendants have captured and captured countless laborers from all over the world, plundered and collected them and accumulated them. Magic items like mountains and casting materials... In the end, with the Fourteen Flames as the formation eye and the vast plains in the heart of Valyria as the base, I built a huge space tearing array that can't be seen from one end to the other." R'hllor With a tap of their fingers, on the Valyrian Peninsula under their feet, a string of tall mountain ranges lights up a huge circle around the mountains: "At a perfect time when the magic power tide reached its peak, I started this toss for it. For thousands of years, the construction of the huge array has been carried out for decades, draining The magic power of nearly half the world was released, a space Magic that was far beyond the limit of my ability was released, and the space crack caused by my mother entering this world was fiercely torn apart. ”
Looking at the complete Valyrian Peninsula drawn by R'hllor, and recalling another version of the Ice and Fire world map that oneself saw before and after crossing, Igor suddenly felt a chill behind him: he Thinking about the difference between the two maps - the center of the super-traversing array that the woman claimed to have built by oneself, the Fourteen Flames and the surrounding area, should now be a sea called Smoking Sea, with dense islands!
A shocking conclusion suddenly popped into Igor's mind: the "doomsday catastrophe" that led to the destruction of Freehold may not have been caused by natural disasters, but man-made disasters!
He resisted the throbbing in his heart, Cautiously asked to confirm oneself's guess: "Is it...then something happened to the array, which triggered the unprecedented violent eruption of the Fourteen Flames...causing part of the Valyrian Peninsula to sink into the seabed, and Freehold to fall?" ”
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(end of this chapter)