Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 1181 Is Everyone Running Away?
Billions of planets are twinkling in the distant universe, and each planet has its own story. But no matter how life on earth fights, how it kills, how it irrigates the soil with the blood of war, or whether it suddenly looks up at the starry sky at a certain moment and sighs like a philosopher, only the ancient sanctuary remains unmoved, still floating silently at the origin of the universe, like sand floating in the sea, drifting with the waves.

The Temple of Heaven, the headquarters building of the game command company, the control center.

The silver-white cabinets rose like mountains, the electronic cables flickered like the Milky Way, and the huge space was filled with a sense of technology from another world. On the giant light column in the center, the blue phantom light was like a crystal screen, constantly flushing out lines of cold text and data. The refresh rate was even faster than the naked eye could capture, and the information it presented encompassed everything in the universe, from the rise and fall of the magic tide within the range of three million stars, to a dragon-shaped disaster beast wailing and dying in the interstellar storm spanning two star fields.

This is the "Magic Factor Integrated Management System" created by the Goddess to detect changes in the laws of the new universe and prevent the old world Eden from repeating its mistakes. Its specific authority is divided into two parts by the Goddess. The flow and circulation system of the magic factor is managed by Tiantis, which is the magic recording device destroyed by the gods of Eden in the past; and the wide-area information system based on the magic factor is managed by Themis in the heavens. It is like a pair of eyes, observing and measuring the existence of all things in the universe.

However, its original operator is no longer around.

Maybe it will take a long time before he returns.

Machines do not know how to feel sad, and simple text and data have no loyalty. Therefore, even if the girl with the same appearance and name as the goddess has disappeared, they will still open all information to the next person with permission, helping the later person to perform his duties and continue to maintain the stability of the cosmic order - but it may also cause complete destruction.

There are not many people with authority in this universe, but there is one. She used her royal power to access the backend of the control center. Although she could not perfectly control this huge machine since the creation of the world like Themis in the heaven, such as commanding the arm, it was still no problem to just check the database and obtain some information that she had long wanted to know.

The black-haired witch's eyes suddenly fixed on one of the lines of data. She stared at it for a long time, her eyes as deep as the night. It was not until a familiar voice came to her ears that she was called back from her contemplative state.

"How's it going, Carabosse?"

A virtual screen appeared in the void. On the other side of the screen, Tiantis appeared in the office, which was rare. There was a thick stack of documents on the desk. The ink on the top document was not yet dry, as if it had just been approved. Karabos raised his head and glanced casually, and found that Tiantis's reply was: Approval of the application.

She retracted her gaze, still staring at the data displayed by the control center, and answered meticulously: "We have found their whereabouts. The target landed in the territory of the Eastern Continent. The approximate range should be from the Undrel Subcontinent to the Broken Sea. According to common sense, it is most likely that they are in the Kingdom of Noah at the moment, but it may take some time to verify which area they are in."

"Being able to narrow the scope to the border of one country is already a great achievement." Tiantis asked: "What do you plan to do?"

"It's meaningless to continue the investigation. I want to go to the Kingdom of Noah in person and use the power of the association in the East Continent to conduct a thorough search of the suspicious area." Having said this, Karaboss was silent for a moment, and then said: "Once we find their whereabouts, we can move on to the next step of the practical plan."

"I see." Tiantis smiled. "After locking the target area, you immediately chased them without stopping, leaving them no room to breathe. This is really your style, Carabosse."

Karabosse looked calm and did not think this was a compliment. "We are just following the plan. At this moment, it has reached the most critical period. Neither we nor they are allowed to have any breathing time."

The fantasy kingship of the old world and the seven order kingships of the new world have all gathered, and the reality plan of the Witch Society is about to enter its climax. The gears of fate are turning, and the huge world machine is running non-stop. Those who are lazy will be left behind, and this is the same for both sides.

"That's right."

Tiantis chuckled, raised his head slightly, stared at the dazzling white ceiling above, and murmured: "After ten thousand years, this plan finally has a chance to succeed. Perhaps it is the only chance. If we can't grasp it, how can we face our ideals?"

Her ideals, her choices, and their fates that were destined to be entangled one hundred and twenty million years ago.

The atmosphere in the control center was a little quiet for a while. Carabosse didn't know what she was thinking of, and her eyes were a little blank. This was an emotion she would never show. The closer she was to her ideal, the more anxious she felt. It was as if she still remembered that this was the place where she and she and they had lived together for a long time.

But, that's all in the past.

The Dark Witch slowly shook her head, driving irrelevant thoughts out of her mind. She spoke again: "In addition to the whereabouts of the target, I also found another interesting information."

"Oh?" Tiantis was quite interested, because she knew Carabosse very well and knew that she always focused on the main points and would never talk about irrelevant things: "What information?"

"Assyria, the land of paradise."

Karaboss operated the instrument and skillfully retrieved a file from the database, projected it on the beam of light, and said calmly: "In the past, we have not been able to find its whereabouts, but through the magic management system, after fully positioning the flow trajectory of magic factors on the East Continent, we found a not-so-obvious abnormal data. It is well disguised, and its magic operation method is not consistent with the general method. Instead, it is closer to the original magic of my mother. You and I both know that on Mirror Star, the only ones who can use magic close to the nature of the original magic are the fairy clan, except for the young girl king, so I suspect that this place is very likely the hiding place of Ashu from Paradise Township."

She and Tiantis looked at the topographic map of the East Continent projected on the screen and whispered the name: "The Great Forest of Lagnia, the sacred tree of Senluo - the Land of Nine Branches."

"The Great Forest of Lagnia?"

Tiantis recalled: "I remember it was at... the border between Lenta and Senderia? Lenta is still our occupied area, but we haven't found it for so long. Maybe this is what they call the darkest place under the lamp? However, since we already know the location, the solution is very simple. I guess the tree people living in the Lagnia Forest will have the information we want. Let the Crusaders stationed in Lenta go out. Next, it's just a competition of who has more patience."

In such a casual tone, a war was decided to begin, but no one knew when it would end.

Are the Tree People more patient, preferring to face war rather than reveal the location of Paradise Assyria; or are the believers of the Creation Goddess in Paradise Assyria more patient, watching their allies fall into war while still sticking to their creed of seclusion and independence?

That's right, only the enemy has to make a choice, and the Witch Society doesn't need it, because Tiantis has the patience to torture herself for a full 120 million years, and she doesn't need the time limit of a mere war. Carabos looked at Tiantis deeply.

She felt that the methods of the Real Witch were a bit crude and not quite her style. War was certainly the most direct method, but it was not the most effective method. Besides war, there were also various problems. If it were the old Tiantis, he would definitely entrust this task to the personnel of the Magic Research Department. They would analyze the magic barrier covering the Lagnia Forest, and then they could learn about the enemy's movements without the enemy noticing. This was the most reasonable choice.

Perhaps it was because she had finally seen the dawn of success of her realistic plan, and this witch, who had been waiting for a long time, was becoming a little anxious?

As Carabosse had just said, neither side had any more time to breathe. The only thing they could do was to keep struggling, keep moving forward, and keep catching up with the pace of fate until they surpassed each other's beliefs and reached the ideal world - no matter whose ideal it was.

Of course, there is another possibility. Some changes have occurred within the Witch Society, and Tiantis is no longer allowed to use such gentle means to advance her plan. She can only control the general situation but not people's hearts.

It is also very simple to verify this speculation.

Karabosse opened his mouth and asked directly: "Tantis, what is the document you just approved about?"

"Oh? Did you notice that? You are really sharp, Carabosse." The Reality Witch smiled and said, "It was Victoria who submitted the application. She wanted to withdraw the Ninth Legion and the Winged Knights stationed in the East Continent of the Kingdom of Britta. The reason is that these two legions have been isolated overseas for a long time, and their morale is low. In addition, their equipment has not been updated for a long time, and their combat effectiveness has seriously declined. They need to return to the country for adjustment. I have agreed to her application. However, this is just a superficial statement. I guess the real reason is to prepare for what is coming next?"

At this point, Tiantis sighed softly, but the meaning of that sigh was neither regret nor sadness, but something more complicated. No one except herself would know it. "Bai Long has not made a decision yet, although he promised me that before he made up his mind, he would restrain himself and other researchers and try not to leak the fact that 'the power of faith is the magic power of the soul'. But, he is still too naive. People's hearts are fickle. He wants to keep it secret, but how can he decide such a thing alone? I guess that the philosopher-level members who are still staying in the Western Continent have already learned the news. I also have a general idea of ​​what choices they will make. I am just waiting for them to take the initiative to tell me. But many times, people often lack the courage to be honest, so I guess that in the end, the only people who are willing to stand in front of me and tell me about their own choices are probably Bai Long and Fei, right?"

One was a veteran when the Witch Society was founded, and the first person to follow Tiandis on this path; the other was the soul of the magic research department, who had proposed the idea of ​​iterating the extraordinary system downward and gradually reducing the overall magic concentration of the mirror star, which led to the subsequent magic plan and magic plan. And without exception, they were all friends of Tiandis.

Was.

Will it still be the case in the future? Tiantis felt that the answer was no. Even if the two finally made a decision and were still willing to stand by him and carry out the Eden Plan and the Reality Plan, at that time, it would be difficult to describe the relationship between them as pure friendship, right?

Therefore, Tiantis spoke for a long time, and his tone was very emotional.

Carabosse could understand this feeling because she would experience it soon.

"The members of the Alien Philosopher don't know about this yet." She suddenly said, "This time when I return to Mirror Star to carry out the mission, I will bring them back with me and let them make their own choice."

In the battle not long ago, Celestial Themis induced the bombardment coordinates, causing the Alien Philosopher to be damaged by the cation star destroyer it fired. Although there were no casualties, various areas and internal structures were damaged to a certain extent, and it is currently anchored outside the initial star field. Caraboss took the Alien Philosopher back with him on the pretext of returning to Mirror Star for repairs, and it is estimated that the crew members on the ship would not be suspicious.

As for what choice they will make after returning to the association's headquarters, that is not something Karabosse can interfere with.

After pursuing an ideal for so long, are you going to give up all of a sudden? Or even turn against your original ideal?
Or do you hold on to it, believing that even if it is cruel, it is also right?

Some people have fantasies, while others face reality. This is the eternal tone of this world.

"Then I'll wait for you on Mirror Star." Tiantis waved his hand and was about to cut off the communication.

Carabos nodded, but suddenly remembered something and looked up at the screen again: "By the way, Tiantis, about the matter of Themis in the celestial world——"

The sound stopped abruptly, because she only saw a blank space and a deathly silence in the void.

Carabosse was silent.

She didn't believe that Tiantis would be unable to react and accidentally cut off the communication before she finished listening to her words. So this only proved one thing, that is, she was avoiding, avoiding a fact that she had already prepared for.

How pitiful, the witch of reality.

Cruel, yet weak.

Just like me.

Carabosse said self-deprecatingly: I am also pitiful, just a cruel and weak witch.

Give me some meow