Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 260 Man and God Enchanted Colossus
What is the soul.

This is a question that spreads all over the world, and it is also a super proposition.

Moreover, according to the different laws of each individual crystal wall, the definition of soul is also different.

In Yiya, you could say that the soul is the secret fire, at least in part.Their birth and annihilation are the same mind, the authority of this great existence that cannot be described in words.Even saints like Manwë and Vartan cannot create a soul by themselves.

And in Orbis.Human beings or elves are all derived from the force of twins——Anu and Padomei, Anui and Sidis, Acre and Al or Sataka and Akel, "real" and "virtual" ", probably so.It's hard to describe them—assuming the former is an eternal light, the latter is an eternally dim nothingness—the place where the two intersect is the Pale War ("Nain" in Arnofi).

In general, Anui is revered in most cultures as a force that participated in the creation of the world, however Sithis is even more revered because he is believed to have evoked reactions.So Sithis became the original creator-people think that he created all entities, and the Histers even believed that Sithis really existed as an entity.

But whether it is elf culture or human religion, it has been implicitly mentioned that Anui and Sidis (Anu and Padomei) are not the beginning of all things.

In these obscure, maybe just myths and legends, it has been mentioned that on top of the two major forces, there is a mysterious, great existence that is the beginning of everything and the end of everything.This being is called "Anu" (Head of God).

The elves believe that Anu created and composed everything.In order to understand himself better, he then created Anui, his soul - "the soul of all".Anui, as the soul of all, in order to be able to self-reflect, must divide his self-form, attributes and wisdom, so Sithis was born to reflect on himself as "all defects". The "soul of everything" Anui formed many dimensions, and under the interaction of the two forces, Orbis was finally formed.

At the beginning, Anui's meditation didn't have any plan, so Orbis appeared turbulent and chaotic.So the incarnations of Orbis asked for a more regular order to appear, which would make their life more nourishing when they continuously perfected their knowledge, and it would also make it easier for Anu to understand himself.Anu in turn created Auri-El, the soul of his own soul, and Auri-El created a new power throughout Orbis called Time.After time, the planes of Orbis began to understand their habits and flaws.They had their own names, like Magnus, or Mara, or Sinn.One of them, Lokhan, was more defective, so that he could not stay long wherever he was.

So he traveled all over the planes of Auri El, and gradually an idea began to emerge in his mind to completely make up for this defect: to create the soul of Orbis, a soul that even the avatar of the avatar can reflect on himself place.He had a lot of support, even Auri-El - Lokhan promised him to be the master of this new world, and he readily accepted.In this way, they created the mortal world so that their own incarnations could also exist, which is et'Ada.

But it's a ruse.Lokhan is clear: this new world has more flaws, because he is not Anu's thing at all-the mortal world actually belongs to Sithis, that is, "all flaws".When more and more planes began to perish, many et'Ada also died completely.Some escaped this, like Magnus - and thus the world is free from flaws in magic.The rest, like Ivory, transformed themselves into Elnofi, that is, the bone of the earth, so that the whole world did not perish-they must continue to reproduce to maintain this world, but their power is weaker and weaker from generation to generation, and finally It became Aldmer.

Then came darkness—and Lokhan formed an army of the weakest of them, named them Men, and brought Sithis into every corner of the world.

Humans, on the other hand, believe that the mysterious Orbis, a grotesque supernatural plane, existed before the concept of time was formed.

The potential meaning of "Orbis" is the real and virtual—the chaotic area intertwined by Anu and Padomei.It also encompasses numerous realms, including the Light Plane and the Annihilation Void, as well as realms that are less complex in structure.

Since it is difficult for humans to use words to describe the existence living in the "mysterious Orbis", such a model makes them even more mysterious.

These souls are made of bits and pieces of the immortal bipolar force.Among them, Akatosh was the first to be formed—also known as the Dragon of Time—his appearance made other original spirits have a reference, whether it is gods or demons, they all shaped and transformed themselves , began to multiply.

And after they died, they evolved into a part of the universe.Their deaths meant a romantic marriage and a transition to parenthood for those ordinary beings—as parents, they created a space for the existence of ordinary "children".

It was Lockhan who presided over such an event, and early myths and legends tried to paint him as a swindling fraud, while more or less sympathetic versions say that Lockhan is the reason for the existence of this mortal world.

Then these magical beings died and became et'Ada.These et'Ada are worshiped as gods by mortal beings.Their death severed their connection with other magical beings, and they were imprisoned in nature forever, never to return to the supernatural realm.At the same time, the Daedra were also born, and they were more suitable to live in annihilation than the "gods"-the nothingness closer to Padomei.This was the beginning of the Age of Dawn before the Age of Myths (or Elves).

what.See - things are always so similar and yet so different from each other.

Humans humbly believe that they were created by the gods, while elves claim to have directly inherited these immortal powers-this seems to have no connection, but this distinction has created mythological systems of different colors.

Generally speaking, the reason for the split between humans and elves is attributed to the relationship between mortal beings and gods.

And what is inevitable in talking about the similarities and differences between the two is that both humans and elves believe that it is the disappearance of these great souls et'Ada that gave birth to the ancestors of humans and elves.

In other words, in essence, humans and elves are both 'gods'!
Or, they are fragments of 'gods'.

So far, do you understand why humans, elves, and even the souls of all things are so rare, powerful, and useless?
Gein, whether human beings or elves, are fragments of gods.It's just that due to the division and reproduction of et'Ada generation after generation, their original immortal souls have become weaker and weaker-this explains why the more ancient life is, the stronger it is.And the human beings and even the elves became weaker and weaker in the future-in the end, because these immortal souls were divided too much and their lives were cycled too many times, their immortal essence was completely reduced to dust, and their will no longer existed. Empty and monotonous instincts remain.

But even so, Vivec also named the souls with faith the moon coin, as the name suggests: the currency stipulated by the moon god who created the world.With the space snake Lockhan, there will be creation, and there will be a cracked mortal coin circulation system.

The ideal masters of the soul stone mounds are quite hungry for moon coins. They harvest moon coins directly by harvesting souls, and even directly absorb the life essence of mortals in the form of soul stones.If a soulstone captures a black soul, the black soul will at some point be teleported to the Soulstone Tomb; and if a soulstone captures a white soul...

Well.

Turka narrowed his eyes, carefully identifying the feeble soul before him trapped inside the perfect, faceted gem.He separated his consciousness into a very thin thread, and then passed through the crystal clear gem section, and entered this magical and weird space-the gem is just a carrier.Matter has little effect on a soul.It can be small, or it can be as vast as heaven and earth.

But obviously, there is only a weak, almost original soul left in front of him, and Turka can't tell whether it was originally a human, or an elf or animal soul.It just stays like a candle in the wind in this empty space of up, down, left, and right, no matter how much Turka tries and touches it, there is no response.

Its consciousness is even blank, as if all traces of its existence as life have disappeared, leaving only a trace of the purest soul energy.

But even so, this group of pure soul energy gave him a very strange feeling, like—like—"Ms. Yurad, if you can, please show me your sword." Erka suddenly said to the female Nord not far away.

Solini Yurad was very surprised. She walked over and handed Turka the Dwemer sword that had lost its magic power. "You found this sword in the first place, and you can take it back at any time." The huntress muttered.

Seeing his actions, others also looked over.

Turka took the sword, carefully feeling the remaining magic power inside and the magic lines engraved on the body of the sword and the inside of the sword body. His expression was stern and majestic.No one dared to speak, and there was silence in the empty Dwemer hall.

Suddenly, Turka opened his left hand, and the soul stone stood up without any wind. Immediately afterwards, Islan and the others felt that a faint light floated out of the soul stone and flew into the In the magic sword in Turka's right hand.

"I see, a simple supply and demand..." he murmured, and Turka handed the sword back to the huntress. "Try it, maybe you'll see a difference."

As soon as she got the sword in her hand, Solini Yorad felt waves of warm heat coming from the originally cold blade, and a trace of fire was faintly revealed when she swung it.She said in surprise, "Is this enchanted?"

Turka nodded with a smile, "The material of the sword has not changed, but it can already exert a stronger effect. I hope it can add glory to you in the next journey."

Nirn has all kinds of magical weapons, but without exception, the magic system in this world has a completely different display mode from Yiya. Only a true master of enchantment can attach powerful magic to a weapon, and only those who understand Spellcasters with the effect of soul energy can recharge magical weapons that have lost their vitality, and it is clear that Turka Arakano has cracked the mystery between the two.

This, even the Breton native Xi Lang and the ascetic Duran, who are also spellcasters, cannot do it.

But unfortunately, Turka Arakano's spell destroyed most of the core, and there are only a handful of intact soul stones that can survive.Most of the soul stones were either destroyed by spells, or the soul energy inside was exhausted, leaving only empty shells and dull stones.

Turka counted, and the soul stones finally collected by the huntresses and half-elves were only a dozen or so. Compared with the wreckage of the Dwemer guards all over the ground, the drop rate is a bit too low.

Islan frowned, looked around, and asked a question that puzzled him: "We all know that this race seems to have disappeared, so why can these machines be preserved for so long, and these soul stones have never been seen again?" Where did it come from?"

The ascetic said sympathetically, "They have killed so many lives, isn't the disappearance of the Dwemer not the judgment of the gods?"

"Maybe," Turka said, "but their technology has to be said to be a great effort."

The ascetic was silent.

But it is not difficult to see from his expression that he does not agree with the statement of demigod.However, due to respect for this great man, this devout believer did not refute.In his opinion, for the honor of the Lord of Justice, Mercy and Mercy, he can kill the enemies in the dark, but capture the souls, imprison them, and let them become cold day after day and year after year. Part of the machine was too evil for him.

Therefore, he was the only one among the three sober people who sat still, chose to close his eyes and did not pick up the loot.

Turka put away the gem that had lost the last trace of soul energy, and replied meaningfully: "Indulging in the past is not good for our next journey, we should move on."

The creations of the Dwemer are indeed miraculous. With the soul stone as the core, supplemented by exquisite and secret technology, they have created a batch of tools that do not need to breathe and have no emotion. They guard the city of the Dwemer. After thousands of years, they are still immortal. , in a sense, this is a very great race.

But as Dulan said, the Dwemer imprisoned and used so many souls to achieve their self-interest, it is hard to say that their fate is not the punishment of the gods.

In particular, before cutting off the soul connection with Molag Bal, Turka saw an ancient secret from the memory of this evil god.

Thinking of this, Turka no longer mentioned this topic too much.

Once everyone is packed, move on.

But the road ahead is not smooth.Because Turka had cut off the link with Molag Bal's soul fragment, he had to spend more time thinking to identify the maze-like deep tunnels and numerous forks in the Dwemer ruins.

Sometimes, the road that he thought was clear was blocked by huge rocks, and they had to turn around and go back the same way; and sometimes they accidentally touched the mechanism again, and had to spend more effort and time Destroy those difficult guards—thankfully, perhaps the previous wave of attacks had consumed too much of the defense force of this mysteriously disappearing race, and there were only a few machine guards behind these organs, no need for Turka, With experience, Islan and the others can easily deal with them; sometimes, Turka has to stop from time to time to rest for a while, to ensure that his companions have enough physical strength to deal with the next crisis that can be seen everywhere .

Finally, after going around for an unknown amount of time, passing through many dilapidated and dusty Dwemer halls, and experiencing one vicious battle after another, Turka and the others came to a huge building.Here, even the thick bronze gates could not block the horrifying evil stench and breath of the Lord of Slaves.

And inside the gate is an important place for the Dwemers to hold various important ceremonies, including weddings, naming ceremonies, and the enthronement of the king—at least that’s what Turka Arakano said.

The Dwemer used to be full of awe and pride for this place.When this ethnic group was still active in Nairn, they showed off and boasted about this hall to other races in Tamriel more than once, thinking that it was one of the greatest buildings in Nairn.But as time passed, and the Dwemer Kingdom grew stronger—especially when the Dwemers discovered the Light Crystal—they were gradually clouded by pride and good feelings about themselves.They think they are so powerful, why should they bow their knees and beg for mercy from the gods?Therefore, they no longer humbly prayed for the blessings of the gods, but prepared to directly create a god, a god that belonged only to themselves.

And then, as we all know...

"I don't understand," said the Breton, breaking the silence before the final scene. "We know that the Father of Vampires planted a sinister magical ritual circle in the ancient ruins of the Darch Mountains, but if He can go ahead His vicious and cunning traps have been laid in the two altars, and there are many minions guarding them, so why, knowing that we will destroy his last altar, does he not take any action?"

His words were interrupted by another ground jolt.The vibrations followed, and then again, completely different from the previous vibrations.Turka looked back and sighed.Slowly, coldly, a huge metal statue stepped out of the shadows, shaking the ground with each step.

"You cursed crow's mouth!" cried the Huntress. "What is that?"

"A magical construct," replied the ascetic, "a guardian, if that's what you mean. Then congratulations, your wish has come true."

The Breton people looked distressed, and Israeln roared and jumped towards the giant statue, swung the magic sword, and slashed the leg of the big thing, the blade slashed, but slipped to the side.

Gritting her teeth, the huntress slid towards the statue, slashing at it.The gigantic statue struck the Redguard in the ribs with a massive fist, sending him flying across the room, groaning in agony and landing on his hands and feet, shaking his head.

The ascetic stepped forward vigilantly holding the huge axe, and when he saw an opportunity, he immediately stepped forward to chop its metal skin, sparks flew, but he couldn't make a scratch.

The colossus turned around, and where another arm should have been, a bright red light emerged from a huge cylinder.

"careful!"

Turka stepped forward, standing in front of the huntress and the ascetic, and uttered a spell before the colossus erupted in terrible, scorching flames.

"Jmuurit!"

This spell erected a thick wall of ice in front of him, the huntress, and the flames erupting from the colossus collided fiercely with the freezing ice wall in the next second, and the rising The water vapor instantly obscured everyone's vision.

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