Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

"What color is the sky?"

The sky is not a crimson dome of shelter, but a vast expanse above the icy waters, it should be blue, like the color of our hair.

When the young Aifu lay in her father's arms and listened to his stories outside the sanctuary, she didn't know the pain and fate behind the inheritance of these memories, she just imagined expectantly, and then innocently. Inquiry - Then why is the sky blue?

So her father would tell her with a smile that the essence of the sky is the thick air that surrounds the planet, and they are caught and bound by the gravity of the planet, neither more nor less, just right.

And the reason why the sky is blue is because in the distant darkness beyond the sky, there is an incomparably huge splendid fireball suspended in it. Fusion into one place, but also independent and different, scattered by the sky in several ways, only the remaining blue-blue part makes the boundless sky appear a beautiful blue.

Father said that this planet was not flooded with sea water. In the era of Ilan-Tair, about 20% of the area was not submerged by sea water, and that waterless area was called land.

There are waterless sea peaks and waterless plains, but it is not completely waterless. There are pure water flowing in it, lakes and rivers, waterfalls and streams, nourishing life with its refreshing sweetness.

As a result, there are green fields all over, tall mushrooms form forests, six-shooting birds fly across the sky, star leopards fly across the jungle, wise creatures explore the earth, and understand the nature of fire from the phenomenon of lightning splitting giant trees and igniting flames. The original transcendents were witch sacrifices in the barbaric era. They established the initial order in the name of the gods, so the villages were formed, the fortresses started to rise, and the kingdoms were established, rising and falling one after another...

At that time, the young child looked at his father ignorantly, his generous palms caressed the top of his head, warm and heavy, and his father spoke to her in a lonely tone that she still can't forget.

This is civilization, he said.

Civilization, this word seems to have infinite charm, but not an ignorant child can understand and comprehend, but she still intuitively realized the weight of this word, she asked about everything related to this word, and asked what civilization is .

My father took the trouble to answer, my father was always patient, my father knew everything about the world, not just the shelter, but the whole world, everything.

She learned a name from her father.

Ilan-Tell.

It's the name of a civilization.

Their... civilization.

Leaving the land and sailing to the distant sea, with infinite wisdom and enthusiasm, he has achieved extraordinary achievements, created a huge city suspended on the sea, tamed countless fierce beasts in the deep sea, and transformed ordinary bodies into extraordinary powers. Conquering the ocean, looking to the distant sky, the radiance of civilization is infinitely brilliant, and no one can stop the progress... until the flames of destruction fall from the sky.

An unstoppable foe destroyed a prosperous era and brought an end to the glory of civilization.

Ilan-Tair gathered the power of the whole country to build a strong refuge, where the fire of civilization and the most elite tribes were gathered, and sank into the deep sea, waiting for the time of revival. And they, Aifu, father, mother, brothers and sisters of the tribe, are the proud descendants of this glorious civilization, who shoulder the sacred mission of the entire civilization, waiting, and full of hope, until the day when civilization is rebuilt.

This is the mission that Aifu has been instilled and taught since childhood.

She studies, cultivates, works, waits day and night, full of hope, but the enthusiastic and optimistic girl always ignores some details - tribes often migrate in vast shelters, and father often looks alone at the jet vent in the distance and sighs silently , the crimson dome of the sanctuary will never change, and Aifu has never seen the real sky, that blue and clear as hair.

Until a sudden attack destroyed everything she had.

Relatives, friends, tribes, homes, everything was annihilated in a sudden attack. It was not the murderous cold lizards that attacked them, but the same people as them, fierce and fierce, full of hatred, and there One day, Eve learned the truth of the world.

She, her father, relatives and friends, the people of the whole tribe, were not the proud people of Ilan-Tyr as they thought they were, but they had another name for another group of former compatriots.

Abandoner.

And the dull space under the dark red dome where she has lived so far is not the sanctuary advocated by her father, but is called...

The place of redemption.

The whistling wind interrupted Aifu's contemplation. The scream of killing was approaching. She clenched the trident in her hand and looked at the surging crowd under the dark red dome.

Those ragged people, full of frenzy, eyes full of hatred and murderous intent, holding the simplest bone weapons, the glow crystal circuit on their bodies is only the most primitive recyclable version, which consumes a lot of vitality, but it can be used. Extract the most powerful potential in a short period of time.

"The Forsaken!"

"traitor!"

"Want to anger the gods and bring down the suffering of destruction again?"

"Don't implicate us!"

"This is our sin! How can we leave the cage on our own until we are forgiven!?"

The roars, questions, and roars were completely sincere, and the fanatical creatures roared frantically, grasping the weapon, ready to move.

Their vicious eyes reminded Eve of that nightmare many years ago.

- Those clansmen who clearly have the same body and use a similar language as them unleashed unprecedented viciousness and malice, they mercilessly slaughtered her relatives and friends, without the slightest mercy, only ruthless killing, not even children Let go.

Aifu's hand that held the trident tightly hurt.

Looking at these fanatical people, she was both angry and sad.

What a sad thing this is.

These people, like her, are descendants of Ilan-Tyr.

The great civilization that once created countless splendors, on the eve of its destruction, gathered all its strength to create the last refuge, paid the most heroic sacrifice, and gave all the essence and hope of civilization to it. The entire civilization is the best and the most intelligent. , The bravest and most perfect people are selected and sent to the shelter, scholars, warriors, engineers, extraordinary people.

And all the essence of wisdom and painstaking effort of Ilan-Tyr, all engraved in it.

They are on a sacred mission, waiting for the fire to dissipate and hope to come, when the fortified sanctuary will reopen, and the most outstanding people of Ilan-Tyr will return to the mortal world and rebuild their homes, if this generation does If not, then the next generation, the next generation...forever and forever, stick to the mission.

And now.

Those fanatical sinners in rags, remodeling themselves with twisted and deadly crude pyroxenic circuits, insane, deranged, eating nutrient blocks made from sea cockroaches, taking on endless hard labor regardless of effort, fertility indicators All are strictly controlled, ready to dedicate themselves to the priests, with loyalty, dignity, will, and life, without any regard for it.

Because they are sinners.

I once tried to challenge the gods, so I was suppressed in the deep sea as punishment. The curse is entangled in the soul, life after life, even in death, it will be reincarnated and continue to be punished. Only loyal dedication and thorough atonement will be punished. Forgiveness of the gods, release from this endless prison.

They believe in this, they will have no objection to the suffering of life, and they will be happy with the exploitation and oppression of the priests, because they are sinners, and they want to atone for their sins.

- How sad.

Every time I see these blind, fanatical and ignorant clansmen, a sense of extreme absurdity and powerlessness will fill Aifu's heart. These clansmen who call themselves sinners have known that, countless years ago, their Ancestors are the best and most perfect individuals selected by a civilization. They were given the heaviest and most sacred mission before the extinction of the race, and they were responsible for rebuilding the civilization.

They are supposed to be the best, smartest, toughest, most persistent waiters in the shelter.

But Ilan Thiel's calculations went wrong.

In other words, in the desperate struggle at the time of genocide, even the most brilliant wise cannot predict all the variables in the future. This sanctuary plan for the continuation of civilization is not seamless, and perhaps the ruler of Ilan-Tyr who promotes all this also But be safe...it's been too long.

Calendars so old that count the years have been lost.

So long that there have been at least five major coups in the sanctuary.

As long as the persistence of reviving civilization faded in despair, the new power class gave up blood feud and mission, weaved the most shameless lies, pooled the vast majority of resources, and turned the vast majority of ethnic groups into reusable pigs Dogs and sheep.

As a result, a stable pyramid structure was established, the top layer monopolized absolute material and force, and also mastered the right to speak and interpret. The majority of ethnic groups lost their intellectual rights and gradually lost their property. They became ignorant and weak. , become ignorant, become obedient.

No more Hui Jing psychosis, no more desperate madness after shattered hope, no more angry uprisings, no more **** coups, so far, the entire social structure of the sanctuary has been completely stabilized.

Only a little bit of dissonance remains - for various reasons, the ethnic group who still remembers the history and the mission has fled the city and wandered in the vicissitudes of the sanctuary. Traitors who escaped prison.

And today, the door of the cage is already on the verge of opening.

Aifu closed her eyes and muttered in a low voice.

No matter what, Father...everything will come to fruition.

She opened her eyes suddenly, looked at the nets in all directions, and said sternly: "Come out, I know you are here - Tostiva!"

The prisoners roared angrily, because it was a great offense to call the priest in the name of the priest.

Immediately after the crowd surged, the lowly sinners bowed obediently, and the warriors dressed in source plastic heavy armor and holding giant blades stepped out to guard the huge war crab, and the golden armored man on it held a scepter and watched from a distance. With the surrounded figure, a calm voice came from behind the golden mask.

"Surrender, Eve," the man said. "We all know that you have no chance - you also have a noble blood, are valued and delighted by the gods, and I don't want to hurt you."

The conversation between the two was not concealed. After hearing the words "valued and delighted by the gods", the prisoners who were staring at Aifu showed a look of amazement and awe, and even unconsciously moved their weapons. open.

"Don't want to hurt me?" Aifu sneered, "Sending assassins to kill me, does that mean you don't want to hurt me?"

When she said this, her body trembled subconsciously, not from fear, but from anger, because the assassin who just attacked her was not the assassin who suddenly appeared, but the traitor who lurked around her early on.

The one who planted or rebelled against this traitor was obviously Tostiva.

Her former best friend, the one who once made her heart flutter.

After the destruction of the tribe and her escape, she suffered a lot and had many wonderful encounters. She even traveled all over the shelter and came to the area now known as the City of Redemption to make a living.

There she made many friends, she even worked as a gladiator, number 91, she fought with Tosdiva, and they didn't know each other, and finally became very good friends.

At that time, she didn't know the identity of the other party.

The Jinjia man sighed: "Whether you believe it or not, this is not my intention, I know what you want to do, but I ask you not to do it, I have my reasons, please put down your weapons, I can be nice to you It means that everything you do has no meaning, but will lead to worse results..."

"—Then why don't you say it here!"

Aifu laughed sharply: "Tell them all about what you have done! Tell them the truth! Tell them that you have woven the most evil and shameless lies, and you have been deceiving these people and making them think they are sinners. , dedicate everything for you, for your luxury!"

"Tell them, tell them that they, like us, are all noble and glorious Yilan-Tair remnants. We shoulder the burden of rebuilding civilization. We should be brave and persistent in waiting for hope, forging ahead, and not giving up anything to get out of trouble. possible - and you ruined it all!"

When she said this, she was already full of grief and anger, and her voice was fierce.

Tosdiva said nothing.

Because he didn't have to speak, the voices of disapproval came surging, cursing, refuting, arguing, ranting, and everyone was yelling at her, berating her as a liar and a liar, just as she tried a thousand times to tell the truth, but No one believed her words, always.

Eve gritted her teeth, her body trembling with anger.

Her tribe was destroyed and her family died because of this. This was originally a blood feud. Her father's dying entrustment became Aifu's persistence and support throughout her life. She was obsessed with the mission and the reconstruction of the Yilan-Tair civilization, because in addition to this, she Can't find any meaning of life and reason to live.

But everything she saw was so desperate, the sacred mission of the past disappeared in the changes of time, the great trust of the ancestors could not stop the ravages of time, she had explored the large and small ruins, that is the Yilan-Tairs It has been proved that, and now, the place of redemption is evil but stable, and the priests have domesticated most of the ethnic groups into pigs and dogs, and they are hopeless and hopeless.

Father said that in ancient times, intelligent beings comprehended and awakened extraordinary powers from natural phenomena. They pretended to be sacrifices in the name of the gods, and ordered their people to establish the original order.

It was the first birth of civilization, the barbaric and ancient era of witch sacrifices.

It's so similar to today's sanctuary...

A group of so-called priests monopolized resources and power, domesticating the people in the name of the gods.

It is a sad thing that the sanctuary where the last hope was placed in the heyday of Ilan-Tair has gradually degenerated into the most primitive form in the endless waiting.

But what is even more sad is that there is nothing she can do about it. The priests control the powerful force and control the city of redemption very deeply. The people have been brainwashed and believe in the rhetoric of redemption. , and only in exchange for the other party's angry scolding, refutation or even reporting.

She was desperate and even wanted to give up her mission until hope came.

The accidental discovery of a diving vehicle from the outside world is simply an opportunity given by fate, because it is not the priest of the city of redemption who discovered this vehicle, but she who carries the true inheritance of Ilan-Tair.

Aifu has completely given up on the priests. She doesn't think there is any use in revealing the truth or negotiating with each other, so the Abandoner has other plans. She has completed the contact with the country claiming to be the Austrian Law Council, and guided them step by step to collect and deal with it. Raw materials, ready for seal release.

Due to various reasons, the unblocking system of the shelter itself has collapsed, but there are still programs in case of emergency, because the original shelter plan was more than this.

Aifu has made up his mind - when the shelter is unblocked, the Eternal Tower as an escape launch tower will operate on its own and start the escape procedure. This process is irreversible, and the priests have nothing to do. Whether they like it or not, Ilan-Tai All of your remnants will see the light of day again.

At that time, she was sure to persuade Tostiva to open the tower and summon all the peoples to meet the future.

A variable number of things happened, even though she kept it secret in every possible way, the two or five boys that Tostiva placed beside her finally noticed something. An attempted assassination broke the crystal plate used to transmit information. The priests realized her plan. Under pressure, armed conflict is inevitable.

"Eve, this is the last chance."

Tosdiva's voice sighed: "Don't confuse everyone with your words. The loyal Redeemers will not succumb to the instigation of the outside world. They will face their past sins calmly in exchange for future forgiveness and even glory, so , Forsaken, there is only one way for you to go..."

Aifu looked at Tostiva from a distance, contempt and disdain flashed in her eyes, and she sighed slowly.

Then, kneel slowly.

Tostiva was stunned, and his tone became a little faster: "Are you going to surrender?"

"No, this is an apology, not to you, nor to them, but to all the forerunners who have suffered and sacrificed for today, now, before, a long time ago, we will commit a big sin to the tribe, for this Feeling deeply disturbed and guilty, but we will not stop, no matter what the outcome, we will pray to our destiny with hope like our ancestors..."

Eve's voice was calm and heavy.

"Hopefully this is the last civil war for Ilan Thiel."

She got up suddenly.

Disappointed and unwilling to shout: "Prepare for war!"

"You know what? Tostiva. Too long, too long, too long, we've been chained to this little shelter for too long, there is an art of warfare in the heritage of our civilization, but we've never practiced it. There is a real shortage of opportunities, and our supplies are indeed in short supply. Your army is only used for slashing and slaughtering, and the mortal civilization has forged its strength in wars and wars, and now, I will teach you a lesson.”

The trident raised high slammed to the ground.

A terrifying roar resounded in the shelter, and this was the first time in countless years that the magic power plant had resounded in the sky of Ilan-Tair.

The last descendants of the old civilization have witnessed the power of the new era. This collision between the old and the new, just like the fate that Ilan-Tair is about to face, the prisoners are stunned as they watch the huge metal monster smash through the gate and roar out!

The submarine Voyager of the Sea, which was sunk by the deep-sea monster, fell into the border of the shelter, and was acquired by Aifu, was not wasted at all.

The metal casings, ship-borne attack magic devices, power units, spar materials, and individual enchanting equipment representing the top military craftsmanship of the Arcane Council were all dismantled. During these days, they were cast and refitted into terror. Raid monsters, using them in a way that can easily be taken from the council.

A total of three heavy-duty chariots like land fortresses roared forward, breaking through the obstacles of the crowd, and shooting towards the Eternal Tower, the elemental light danced, and the magic device opened fire!

"Burn the city down!"

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PS1: I'm so sleepy...Ilan Thiel is not a problem to write a story alone, but unfortunately, I really don't have the energy.