Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 216
The next morning, Allerica woke up in the bone-chilling cold.At night, the mountain wind howled like ghosts, making it difficult to sleep, and the prison floor was made of iron bricks engraved with spells inside, which was as cold as ice at night and could prevent mages from escaping from it.

Three nights in a row in such a place are enough to make a frightened common man rapidly weaken, become sick with cold, and finally die a miserable death.In that process, he had to be lucky enough not to be singled out by some jailer in advance and end his life in the torture device or among the cliffs.

Yale Liga knew from the chats of the guards that such things happened often, but she had never seen it in her cell.Judging from the jailer's words, the place where she is is most likely the top of the Overpass Prison, the highest point on the second peak of Princess Mountain.Prisoners here are sent by "adults" of different schools, although for different reasons, being imprisoned here means that they are some kind of danger.Most of them can overcome the harsh environment and die of other reasons.Jailors are only a small part of it, because the "adults" only allow jailers to play in moderation, not deliberately kill.According to Yale Liga's observation, most of the prisoners have special purposes - including herself.

She thought of Debovillar.She dreamed of him last night, a long and narrow shadow that was scarlet and almost black, and his skin was as pale as wood-rot fungus.According to legend, that skin color represents the blood of tricksters, and is of the same origin as the Pherenkels of Lion Mountain.In the Temple of Doom, in the Second Peak, and even in the entire School of Silence, this bloodline will bring great respect, although it does not represent any talent in itself, nor can the holder be deceived like the Ferenkels. Customers love it.

That blood will only make people dream continuously, across the sea of ​​chaos, leading to the endless abyss from which tricksters float.There is nothing that is not there, and there is nothing that can exist there, and the melting phenomenon will crush the spirit of the dreamer.Such a dream had appeared two or three times in the river of memories that was so long that Yale Liga could not even trace her own source.Each time she woke up exhausted and cold.

Fortunately, the chain of transmission between the dreamer and her is too far away, and each link in the transmission process tries to forget it.When Yale Liga was born, what she inherited from her mother had already been wrapped up in layers of thinking maze constructed by her predecessors: the outermost layer was contemporary, most practical and safe instrumental knowledge; a few steps deeper, What she saw was the information collected by her mother and previous generations in the wandering process, which was rich enough to deal with most situations that a person can encounter in the universe; Knowledge her mother classified as "taboo."

Those knowledge, only what Yale Liga knew, included at least two categories.One is the trickster's dream whose source is unclear, and the other is undoubtedly the origin memory of her ancestors.

The Founder, the Enabler, the Mother Goddess - in the context of the Alliance is named "Holy Gospel".Those indescribably great creatures, like silk ribbons, stamen pillars, webs, and chaos...their overall appearance is impossible to see, and what remains in Yale Liga's memory is only a layer of dark green and sticky flesh Need to weave a web.Nasu Net has no entity and can easily travel through deep space and planets.The beings embraced by them will also be caught in the web of connection, sharing all that the Founder knew.The transformation of the physical body has brought about a qualitative change in the spirit, and the life has inherited some of the characteristics of the founder. During the process of transmitting the life factor, all the information that has been acquired in the memory organ will also be recorded together.

These chosen beings have no order.Any gender, any species, as long as there is an exchange of life substances in their reproductive form, the great connecter will endow them with the ability to continue to transmit knowledge.They not only transform the embraced, but also give birth to offspring that inherit the memories of both parties.Compared with the ability of the last generation who can only transform their offspring, the first generation in "Paradise" is perfect, almost equivalent to the power of the mother god.

—Go back to Paradise, Yalai.

When she was born, so said the voice that had passed through countless generations.Do not stay in this profane place, but return to the paradise where the mother god rules, the sacred place of eternal joy of mind and body.There, knowledge and happiness are completely equivalent, and the continuation of life is without regret.There are no misunderstandings and prejudices, and everything can be integrated.

But Paradise is too far away.Compared with that long journey, the star layers covered by the entire alliance are insignificant, like a reed floating in the middle of the river bank.When the first true evangelists came here, she crossed the edge of the High Belt, where she lost the ability to transform her subjects.The first generation she gave birth to was three, and then they separated.Their knowledge is too similar to travel with each other meaningless.Afterwards, all the Gospel tribes followed their example and never got along with the same kind for a long time.

It was a long and complicated bloodline.Allerica can be traced back from her mother to Melendra, the second daughter of the first generation.Melendra died at the hands of the White Tower Mage—or the builder of the White Tower's predecessor—the Silver Rod.During the period before Melendra's death, she frantically went to have fun with the mages, and spread all the memories that Yale Liga didn't want to look at for a long time.Many mages have thus changed their nature and become her disciples and servants.

Her behavior was not out of personal preference, but for a clear and incomparable belief: to return to Paradise.

Back to Paradise.Find a way to return to Paradise.Find the First Generation and the Mother Goddess.That's the only way to bring them back to perfection.The eldest daughter Debovela, the second daughter Melendra, and the third daughter Saran Sheila, all the evangelists are eager to return to Paradise.

That desire is natural.So when Yale Liga first met Deboviral, she was so surprised and shocked by the words of the other party.

The pale male, like his claimed ancestor Debovira, wore a long scarlet gown.The style of the dress is very classic, even a bit like a skirt.In Yale Liga's memory, that style was favored by the nobles of Feilan Kell in the past, and the color undoubtedly symbolized his ancestors—not the eldest daughter of the first generation, Depovira, but It is her descendant of the same name who founded the Doomsday Temple.

They met on the side of the mountain and felt something about each other at first glance.Everything after that fell into place, because when they first talked, Deboviral expressed his wish sincerely.

"Yara," he said, "I'm not going back to Paradise."

Allerica stared at him curiously.She rarely met her kind, but her memory told her there would never be an Evangelical who didn't long to go back.But Debovillar didn't lie.While saying these words, he kept looking at her with sincere, affectionate and melancholy eyes.

"Here we shall rebuild Paradise," he whispered promisingly, "Our own Paradise, not separated like the three sisters, nor slaughtered like the Crimson Valar. Before the Last Day comes , we should be reunited together, this is the meaning of Doomsday Church."

His pearly pale hair quivered in the mountain winds, and Yaleriga believed that he was indeed the blood of the Valar.And his demeanor and tone of voice are absolutely fake, so that all the knowledge and experience that Yale Liga has mastered confirms his honesty.Villar is sincere, sincere at the time, and sincere even after throwing her in prison.During those 34 violent tortures, Yale Liga has changed from anger and mania to calmness and maturity, repeatedly examining why she fell to such a point.She finally realized that she was overwhelmed by the desire to return to Paradise, and never carefully considered the fact that Villar was the "Blood of Valar".

The eldest daughter, Debovera, was the only one of the three sisters to have the ability to be a wizard because of her other mother's blood.She is both an evangelical and a witch, thus being able to pass on both powers to future generations.Her daughter inherited the name "Deboville" according to the custom of witches.

The second Vala was superior to the mother in witchcraft powers.Relying on extraordinary power, she once became the hope of all the Gospels.Seeking her way to Paradise, she opens herself to the world, and then declares that the end will come.They must flee, united, to the Paradise of Light if they are to escape endless destruction.

paradise.paradise.This word made the Gospel people go on and on, rushing to her arms.Nearly [-]% of the evangelists came to the church she built, and they were greeted by "dancing demons" made of knives, axes and women's limbs.They were dismembered, chopped up, burned, and finally filled the hollow in the center of the sanctuary.When all this was done, Debovira on the throne came down the steps.The bloody water like a shallow stream stained her dress red, and since then she has been distinguished from her mother who was made into a "dancing demon".One is the eldest daughter Vera, and the other is "Crimson Vera".

Crimson Vera, she killed all the descendants of Vera's lineage who inherited the characteristics of the Gospel tribe, and finally disappeared in the cave where the corpses were burned.Her behavior is beyond the limit that the Gospel people can understand, it is the disintegration of intelligence, the madness of demon nature.And all this did not arouse Yale Liga's vigilance early, but because the man who put her in prison-he even had a masculine declension of his name-had not inherited the blood of the Gospel family at all.Male heirs are lowly in the concept of witches.Witchcraft is low in talent and unable to produce strong heirs, so it is easily used as a consumable.That may not be true, but Dibovillar is indeed mediocre in witchcraft, and there is absolutely no possibility of hearing the "voice of the world".

Lying on the cold floor and thinking about it, she finally decided that Debvillar's madness had nothing to do with ancestral blood, but a morbid obsession with Paradise.He never lied from beginning to end, he was just an incurable mental patient.

When she thought so, there was a movement at the prison door.From the voice of the jailer, she knew that a big man was coming, but it was not Debovillar, but an aconitum beating on a wooden stick.

He is a regular here.Yale Liga quietly listened to the conversation between him and Sati.The satyr flattered him, talking about some prisoner who had been sent in.

"Oh," Satie said, "just this one? You don't have to come here yourself."

Aconitum's voice is always stiff, as if the bones are squeezed in his throat.He said in that uncomfortable voice: "He is special. You can't touch him."

This is an uncommon "greeting", and the scale can be called strict.Yale Liga was slightly aroused curiosity.She sat patiently, listening to the gossip of Aconitum and Sati, and mentioned "shooting star" and "ship" intermittently.After a long time, the Aconitum finally left, and Satie walked towards the cell door humming a little tune.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he stopped in front of Yale Liga's cell, and put the new prisoner he was dragging into the opposite cell. listen.After he left the field of view, Yale Liga opened her eyes and observed the newcomer opposite.

The first thing that caught her eyes was a piece of red, like Deboviral, but much smaller in size.She blinked and saw clearly that it was a comatose boy in red.He was motionless, and his left arm was empty under the sleeve.

(End of this chapter)