Monarch of Evernight: 276 is just a tool

bsp;The door to the Palace of Destiny opened, and there was a void inside.

In the deep void, there are several streams of light passing through from time to time, reflecting several shining silver metal components.

As Prattik and Habbs walked in, the stream of light in the void increased significantly, slowly revealing the entire interior of the palace.

In the void, a strange machine floats, with countless arc-shaped rail arms slowly rotating around an unchanging point in the void along its own invisible trajectory. The orbits and speeds of each rail arm are different, and some may even cross each other. However, if countless complex trajectories overlap, they will never collide.

I don’t know what drives these rituals, nor how they change. They seem simple, but they are extremely mysterious. Even if you are as powerful as Habbs, you will feel dizzy if you stare at them for a long time.

Prittik sighed: "I have to say that the power of nature is very magical. I never thought that there would be such an existence as the destiny ritual. It can maintain itself by relying only on the various mysterious powers of the void itself. operation, and reveal to us the fate of the world at its lowest level."

Habbs endured the discomfort, carefully watched the destiny ritual, and vaguely realized something, and said: "Your Majesty has avoided steam power and Force arrays for many years, in order to better grasp the power of the depths of the void?"

"Exactly." Prattik nodded.

Habbs said thoughtfully, "Does your Majesty want to go one step further?"

Prittik smiled bitterly and said: "Not only Your Majesty, who doesn't want to go further. Isn't that the case for you and me? It's a pity that our blood gives us great strength and also puts us in shackles. From the moment we were born, our sky has been fixed. It is not easy to find a power that can replace blood. For thousands of years, the only one who has succeeded is the one who died in the war of the new world."

Habbs was silent for a moment, obviously not wanting to continue this topic, but said: "Maybe in the new world, it will be easier to find alternative forces?"

This is actually the consensus of the top powerhouses in Yongye, but unexpectedly, Prattik said: "In fact, the new world does not necessarily have the power we need, and it does not necessarily exist in Yongye. This kind of power. We may have fallen into misunderstandings in the past ten thousand years. You will know when I introduce you to this little guy."

Prittik raised his voice and shouted into the void: "Anwen!"

A door opened in a corner of the void, and Anwen walked out. Through the half-open door, you can see that there is also a strange space inside, with a floor but no walls or ceiling. In addition to tables and chairs, there are countless complex and strange mechanical parts in the room. Looking at it, there are at least thousands of gears twisted together, and the movements between them are so complicated that even thinking about it will give you a headache.

Not only was Habbs looking at the machinery in the room, but Prentik also looked curious. Anwen scratched his messy hair and said helplessly: "That's it. The amount of calculations recently has been a bit heavy. , my magic energy and secret skills are somewhat insufficient, so I have no choice but to find a way to create something to assist my calculations."

Habbs nodded and looked at the extremely complex machinery in Anwen's room with a blank expression. With the ability of the Crown of Fire, it is impossible to see even a small part of the operating rules, let alone what the calculation in Anwen's mouth means. Aren’t the powerful people of Yongye all able to improve their realm by sensing the power of their bloodline? As for the word enlightenment, I learned it from the human race.

The reason why enlightenment is called enlightenment is because there is something to feel, but there is no way to express it. Otherwise, why would humans put enlightenment in such a high position and praise it so much.

When we arrived at Anwen, it seemed that the operation of the Force could not only be described, but could also be quantified and calculated

Fortunately, Habbs secretly glanced at Prattik, and saw that he also looked confused, and he felt relieved. It seems that it's not that the vampires are particularly stupid, but that Anwen is too strange. Didn’t you see that even the great prophets of the demon generation couldn’t figure out what Anwen was doing?

Seeing the expressions of Prattik and Habs, Anwen scratched his hair again and decided to explain what he was doing. After all, this is the only opportunity to work in the Palace of Destiny and be in constant contact with the rituals of destiny. And this all depends on Prettik, and Anwen's expenses in the Palace of Destiny are really not small, so Plittik's nod is required.

Even the so-called demon-born young master, a genius who single-handedly blazed a unique path, also knows how to be responsible to his sponsor.

"Actually, that's the case. I haven't reached the stage of exploring unknown powers yet... Wait, let me explain!" Anwen immediately saw murderous intent in Prattik's eyes.

Prittik said: "Okay, I will listen to your explanation. His Majesty Habs happens to be here too, and he will also listen to it. In one month, you have used up all the information of the entire Palace of Destiny in the past three years. Maintenance fee, but the main process has not started yet. We are all curious about what you have done."

Habbs couldn't help but interject, "How much does it cost to maintain the Palace of Destiny for a year?"

"About three lava castles can be built."

Hubbs stopped talking for a moment, but looked at Anwen. He also wanted to know how Anwen managed to squander the castle that he had spent hundreds of years repairing and perfecting in just three days.

Under the gaze of the two top powerhouses, Anwen also felt invisible pressure. He composed himself and said helplessly: "I can explain, but you have to be patient. Because what I am going to say next may... not be easy to understand."

Habs is okay, after all, he has the magnanimity of a crowned prince. Prattik was famous for being petty, and Anwen's words were tantamount to questioning his supreme wisdom. His face suddenly turned green, and a trace of anger flashed in his beautiful eyes.

Anwen immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing, and it was too late to make amends, so he had to quickly organize his thoughts. However, it is not so easy to draw conclusions that they can understand from the extremely abstract graphics and numbers in their heads.

"In our world, there are many kinds of Force. Or to be more precise, the Dark Force has many manifestations, and we only master a very few of them. The so-called power of blood is actually the corresponding A certain form of force."

This is common sense that all the top experts in Yongye know. This is the first lesson for the younger generation to learn.

However, Anwen changed his tone, "However, more manifestations of the Force are still unknown to us. Maybe, no, not maybe, the Force we have mastered is only a very small number of all forms of the Force. There are countless new manifestations that we need to explore. Even in the void, some manifestations of the Force are there, but we know nothing about them."

After introducing the concept of manifestation, Anwen saw that Prettic and Habbs were not too uncomfortable for the time being, so he continued: "We can divide the force into two parts: essence and manifestation. In this sense, the dark force can also be regarded as a form of expression. It must have a deeper essence."

Then Anwen's old habit relapsed and he came up with countless numerical formulas and models. Prattik had to interrupt him, "You haven't said yet what exactly you are doing now."

"That's right, if we want to break the shackles imposed on our bloodline, we need to find new power, or to be more precise, we need to find more manifestations of the Force. Only in this way can we It is possible to find a new path, especially a path that suits us. Like the Black Winged King, no, the path of Anduya, the Lord of Eternal Night, is not suitable for us." Anwen said.

Prattick and Habs both nodded and listened carefully. They originally thought that there was no possibility of moving forward in the world of eternal night, but Anwen slowly ignited hope for them. It turns out that the Force is not only divided into eternal night and dawn. It turns out that the Force can exist in countless ways.

"In short, we need to find more manifestations, or patterns of existence. However, most of the areas where the Force exists are beyond our perception, and even some manifestations are beyond our ability to Through normal channels, their existence is just our theoretical speculation. It is very difficult to verify whether they really exist. However, this is necessary and even inevitable. With a deep understanding of all manifestations of the Force, we can truly understand the world we live in, understand our bloodline, and find ways to break through."

Habbs and Prattik became more and more excited as they listened. Prattik, the master of prophecy, even had his hands trembling a little, and asked hopefully: "Could it be that the work you have been doing , just..."

"Yes, that is the tool designed to find these manifestations of the Force. They are almost complete!" Anwen said loudly.

Prettic looked confused for a moment. He looked at Habbs. The crown of fire of the crowned prince was obviously extinguished in an instant.

"Wait a minute..." Prattik tried to calm himself down. No matter how calm he was, even if he was about to explode, he would have to wait until he understood the situation before beating Anwen to death.

"You just said that you have not yet begun to search for the manifestations of the dark force, but only built the tools to find them?"

"Before going into the mountains to chop wood, shouldn't you sharpen your ax first?" An Wen said very philosophically.

The great prophet felt that fate had made a joke on him, and his anger was uncontrollable for a moment, and he roared: "You have spent the equivalent of a quarter of the military expenditure of the Black Sun Valley, which is enough to build nine lava castles. , and delayed the operation of the destiny ritual for half a month to create these... tools?"

"It's not finished yet." Anwen said calmly.

"Not finished yet?!!" The always gentle great prophet roared at the highest volume in his life, even the void tended to tear apart.

Anwen was very calm and spread his hands: "Now that the money has been spent, can you still not let me finish it?"

Prittik's face instantly darkened. At this point, no matter what, he had to grit his teeth and let Anwen finish building the **** computing tool.

But he is a great prophet after all. He spotted Anwen's weakness in a blink of an eye and said gloomily: "Okay, I will continue to give money. However, if you succeed in finding the manifestation of the force, that's fine. . If not found..."

"What?" An Wen suddenly felt uneasy.

"The money will be credited to your account." (https:)