The origin place has not changed. It looks chaotic and dark. There is a sea of corpses formed by the convergence of information flows in all directions. If a normal person is suddenly thrown into this place, they will gradually melt into this land. Their flesh and blood - that is, their memories and cognition will be stripped off and merged with the land and the flesh and blood of other corpses. When there is no bone left, it is the time when they forget themselves and their existence completely disappears here.
But this place is not as dangerous as the last time I came.
The most dangerous thing is not the phenomenon of fusion and assimilation, but something that actively accelerates this phenomenon.
Because there was a new mother tree here last time.
These are His nutrients. If He wants to eat you, He will naturally not be polite.
And now, although there is still a pile of flowing flesh and corpses here, because the new mother tree has been eaten by the two of them, their disappearance is actually slower than before.
There is really no difference.
Hitzfeld was also observing the landscape of the Place of Origin and came to the same conclusion as Xia Yibing.
Both of them were wrapped in a layer of wriggling black edges, which were jumping black flames. They clearly separated them from the world and ensured their mystery and purity.
As long as the black flames are not extinguished, they will never be violated.
"There's nothing... let's just go back?"
Xia Yibing was still thinking about the mystery of the Eclipse Abyss, which she had never seen with her own eyes. The envoys came to the White Shadow Palace one by one, and she didn't mind leading the team herself when she had time - or she could sneak into the shadows and teleport alone.
Are you kidding... Yingye even included Namiia. That was the dream they had woven together. As long as the mystery lasted, their existence in it would be both illusory and real, and they could completely move and change positions in every blind spot.
"Not urgent."
Hitzfeld touched the gun handle at her waist and decided to walk around and take a look.
Xia Yibing was helpless. She really felt that Aisuen was wasting her time.
Because the place of origin has no boundaries.
It's not like they haven't come here before after achieving greatness, but they've never been able to find the edge each time... They're not even sure if the place they come down to each time is the same as the last time. What's the point of you circling around and investigating in a place like this?
There isn't even a road sign... maybe we'll just be wandering around here all day.
Hitzfeld didn't care about her because she had a closer connection with the mother tree, and after becoming a god, her connection with the origin was deeper than that of her later "female colleagues".
She could vaguely feel that something was attracting her here, and she would not give up until she figured out what it was.
This feeling is mysterious and vulgar at the same time. It is probably similar to a person feeling that there is something foreign in the mouth. You can touch it with your tongue and feel its existence, but you can't feel it with your fingers.
Hitzfeld's hunch was "tongue".
Her own exploratory behavior here is "reaching with her fingers."
After searching for a long time without any results, just when she was about to give up, she felt a sudden pain in her left eye.
His body froze and he didn't move, looking around carefully.
The scene has not changed... As Xia said before, there are not even any road signs here, and the flowing land made of "flesh and blood" looks exactly the same no matter how you look at it.
So if something is wrong, it can only be...
Staring down at the boots on his feet, Hitzfeld slowly squatted down, squinted his eyes, and used his fingers to twist out a thin strand of hair from the flowing soil where his boots were stepping.
hair?
Not daring to believe it, Hitzfeld blinked, looked carefully and confirmed it, and finally determined that it was a hair, a thin and smooth black hair.
Black...is that Xia’s hair?
No... After becoming gods, we are "perfect and flawless". Everything on our bodies, including every hair, means the whole. We don't lose hair like ordinary people. This can't be Xia's hair.
His emotions quickly became heavy, because if it wasn't Xia Yibing's hair, it would mean that Blood Crystal Crow's suspicion was confirmed.
Someone has been here before, and this hair was dropped by that person.
"How can this be?"
Xia Yibing also saw her twisted hair and her eyes widened.
This can't be my hair... Does that mean someone really was here?
How is it possible... Who can infiltrate Yingye?
"Aisun."
She looked at Hitzfeld nervously.
"I'm looking."
Hitzfeld responded.
The goddess who watches over the past is using her authority. She is trying to trace the track left by the hair in the ocean of time and catch its owner based on this track.
"no……"
Soon Hitzfeld began to shake his head.
"I can see a figure... it's weird... but I can't see who it is. I can't even tell if it's a man or a woman, or its shape."
That is indeed very strange.
Xia Yibing frowned.
This is a paradox.
If something can penetrate Shadow Night and sneak into the origin by bypassing the mystery of the Shadow Night Goddess, then the other party's mystery must be even stronger.
Then it would be impossible for Aisuen to see the human figure. She should not be able to see anything because they cannot crack the mystery of the other party.
However, the fact that they can be seen means that the mystery is not beyond them. The concept of their existence and the knowledge they have mastered are all behind their own.
Shouldn't we just dig up all the information?
How could there be such a contradictory situation where one can see a person's shadow but cannot even see his/her figure?
"Could it be that the owner of the hair is already dead?"
Xia Yibing guessed.
The death she was talking about was not death in the conventional sense, but being eaten by the origin of the world Namiia.
The mother tree is the physical manifestation of Namiya. The disappearance of the mother tree does not mean the disappearance of Namiya. This thing is still there, which is equivalent to a more terrifying great being... The residual souls stored in the place of origin have always been its food.
The two discussed this and came to the conclusion that if the mystery really has an index, an existence called "Namiya", its index number should be close to infinity for them.
It can continuously give birth to strange things like the mother tree.
It can give birth to a force like the Sun King that is strong enough to fight against the gray fog.
It's really unique... Maybe that's why Gray Mist is obsessed with this place.
"If one is dead, whose hair can remain here for so long?"
Hitzfeld asked back, "This is not something that ordinary humans can do."
After she said that, Xia Yibing was at a loss.
Since they had no clue anyway, the two could only return home with the hair to see if they could get help from the elders.
"hair?"
The things were placed on the table with a piece of white paper underneath. The Blood Crystal Crow flew down and observed carefully, without making a sound for a long time.
"tutor?"
Hitzfeld waited an hour before waking her up. "What do you think?"
"This thing should be related to the mother tree." The crow said, "No matter what it is, it will only be decomposed and devoured the moment it is contaminated by the origin."
"And self-destruct?"
"Yes - just like those ugly things, the rejection reaction of different forces. But it is impossible for them to stay. The ones that can stay must be those that are judged by 'Him' as 'his own'."
"But it can't be me, my hair isn't like that," Hitzfeld said. "And it can't be Xia, none of us lose our hair there."
"I didn't say it was you." Crow said calmly, "Think about it, has the mother tree only appeared once?"
"...The owner of the hair is related to His Majesty Harwin?" Hitzfeld's eyes widened, but she didn't think about it in this direction.
"The ones who are lower in status than you, but can resist your prying eyes and leave traces in the origin, are most likely the Dragons of the Four Seasons... that is, the four daughters of her and Osenna." Crow analyzed, "Among them, the Winter Dragon - the black-horned white dragon Haradini has black hair, and according to my understanding, she did go missing in a previous battle. I'm not sure if she returned to the Kingdom of God later."
"Is it because you are not your original self?"
"Yes, my memory only lasts until the moment I was separated. What happened afterwards may be recorded in the replica of the Crown of Wisdom."
"Then, can I know some information about the Four Seasons Dragon?" Hitzfeld asked. She had indeed been curious about this news for a long time.
There are legends about the Dragon of the Four Seasons left in the folk, but they are few and vague. The level of detail is not as good as the Dragon Kingdom legend left by Talignan. Most of the information available for research is about the Dragon of Spring, that is, "Ahoin who heals scars."
Ahoyin, the Queen of Green Dragons. It is said that the gem inlaid on Ahoyin's sword is an eye she had snapped off. She is the most kind and merciful god. According to legend, the Sun King ordered her to coordinate the spring. She has many beautiful symbols among the people.
But that was all. She couldn't even find out what Ahoin looked like or what he had done. Not to mention the other three dragons, whose existence she didn't even know.
"Ahoin, the dragon of spring, heals wounds."
"Xia Zhilong, Ke Fan, the manic scorched earth."
"The Dragon of Autumn, Emera the Fertile and Silent."
"Finally, the dragon of winter, Haradini with black horns and white scales."
The Blood Crystal Crow shook his head at the two of them, and spit out the titles of the Four Seasons Dragons one by one. Finally, he concluded: "But I am not familiar with them. Apart from knowing that their personalities correspond to the seasons they govern, I can't provide any other information."
"Why is the Winter Dragon the only one with a name that uses the appearance of a dragon's body?" Xia Yibing asked.
The titles of the first three dragons are more or less related to the seasons they govern. But this one, Haradini, is so unique. What's so special about it?
"The format of Haradini's title is the same." The Blood Crystal Crow told her, "Black horns and white scales... Think about it carefully, does this description really have nothing to do with the concept of 'winter'?"
Black horns and white scales...
Black horns on top, white scales below.
The former refers to the long nights of winter?
The latter refers to heavy snow and the silver-white earth...it turns out to be a pun after all this time.
Xia Yibing bared her teeth.
Ah, I can only say that if these titles were thought up by them themselves, then this Haratini is more introverted.
This was the limit of the information that the Blood Crystal Crow could provide. In order to obtain more intelligence support, Hitzfell immediately returned to Puslint, intending to seek help from the "omniscient and omnipotent" Ms. Bai Mu regarding this lost history - or divine history.
That is the Baimu tree planted by Richard Barish and Charuni.
It has been enlightened and truly has its own consciousness.
"That's roughly the situation..."
Under the tall, pure white tree trunk, Hitzfeld gently placed his hands on the knots on the tree, conveying his thoughts in this way.
"I want to know if there is more information about the Four Seasons Dragon left in the wisdom you wield?"
"Ah... you are so polite..."
A weak female voice sounded in my consciousness.
"I was only able to awaken my self-awareness thanks to your inspiration... Please don't use honorifics with me. I can't bear it."
"Well, let's try to ignore the details." Hitzfeld smiled, "So, is there one?"
"Let me see……"
The branches of the Baimu tree shook, and at the same time, the crown of light suspended above its canopy was also spinning at high speed.
Sometimes it rotates clockwise, which means it is investigating a more modern information flow.
Sometimes it rotates counterclockwise, and here the past is investigated.
Hitzfeld could also watch the past, but she didn't have the ability to carry all the information on herself. And it was certain that she couldn't see the folded past, so she could only hope with Bai Mu and the crown to see if the events that happened at the time were passively recorded by the latter.
"There is some information..."
Bai Mu conveyed his thoughts.
"But there may be no 'crease'..."
"terribly sorry……"
“Under the respect of respect… … ”
"No, it's good enough to have some gains." Hitzfeld quickly comforted her, "Can you help me extract the information?"
"I am willing to serve..."
