Star Forge Titan

"Hey, don't be so shy. For any force, the next generation of successors of the leader is very important." Heidi continued to tease with ill intentions.

Seeing that Alvin was about to explode, she waved her hand to signal everyone not to gather here, at least to save some face for the respected Khan of the North, the chief of the Catworm Tribe and the captain.

"Alright, alright, let's get down to business." Miss Witch said seriously:

"What else is there to do? I never thought that the Temple of Knowledge has been paying attention to the situation here for a long time. After obtaining complete intelligence, they immediately cooperated with the bionic bird to quickly eliminate all the lurkers in the entire Thousand Towers City. On the contrary, my plan is completely useless." Alvin curled his lips in annoyance, but there was no ill will or dissatisfaction in his heart.

The education he received from childhood to adulthood destined him to be more practical when it came to actually doing things, even though he tended to be idealistic, or even overly idealistic, when looking at things.

In short, the key is to be able to solve the problem. As for what method to use or whose method to use, it is not important.

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"Nevertheless, while Lord Khan was resolving international disputes, unexpected discoveries were made in other areas." Heidi blinked.

"...Post-mortem review meetings are becoming increasingly formalistic, but this time we actually came up with some unexpected gains?" Alvin raised his eyebrows, but he wasn't particularly surprised by this.

According to the information he had, there were ancient relics from many eras stacked up beneath the City of Thousand Towers. The cultists had been lurking for so long, and some had even risen to high positions, so it was normal for them to hold some secrets.

The two stepped onto the ship's floating mobile platform and began to move along the corridor toward the landing platform. According to the future Great Witch, representatives of various factions were still engaged in intense discussions in the City of Thousand Towers, carefully analyzing the entire incident, which involved many aspects of the matter.

Arriving at the landing platform, the model ship, transformed into a high-speed transport vessel, was ready for departure. For such a formal occasion, it was impossible to simply take a hot air balloon ride like on previous trips.

Simply put, it has to be grand.

We took the shuttle boat along the metal plank road. As soon as we entered the cabin, a cat and a bug in a flight attendant uniform brought us hot tea.

"Putting aside other things, the information obtained from those lurking people shows that Sky City may really exist." Heidi suddenly revealed the big news.

Poof! Ivan, who had just taken a sip of hot tea, almost spit it out.

The story I just made up came true?

Chapter 182 Ancient Tower City

To be honest, Alvin had been distracted until just now.

The rapid development process even made him feel as if he had lost a piece of memory.

How could two complete strangers, after a brief exchange of glances, quickly form an offensive and defensive alliance? At first, it seemed like Frey had provoked him. Instead, Diana remained silent, simply staring at him. This stubborn, yet somewhat pathetic, performance immediately confirmed something in the Demon King's mind.

Immediately afterwards, Alvin began to feel as if his arm was being clamped and crushed by a hydraulic press. The immense force made him almost hear his bones creaking.

But even though the emotional fluctuations in her heart were so strong that the pressure of magic turned into substance and swept everywhere, Afrediya did not make a scene outside.

I think it’s because they care. Only those who don’t care about the other person at all will vent their emotions regardless of the occasion or even everything.

Damn, I suddenly had the urge to get up and slap myself in the middle of the night.

What happened next?

Oh, I remember now. Seventeen or eighteen high-level followers of the Whisperer jumped out around, including some hybrids with demonic powers.

In a sense, they were a great help. Although Ivan might need to say thank you to the Dark Whisperers, it didn't stop him from punching every Dark Whisperer within his sight.

Afterwards, considering that there were many people around, Afrediya sighed and suggested that everyone find a place to chat.

The three of them did find a quiet place to chat. The captain's lounge of the New Logillas was definitely quiet and closed enough that even the detectors used to excavate the ancient warship itself could not find it. There was also an enthusiastic cat and bug that brought them some delicious black tea with a fragrant aroma.

But while chatting...

No, the focus now is Sky City.

Ivan frowned, vaguely feeling that he seemed to have overlooked something, but the first problem he needed to solve was that something that originally only existed in rumors had become real.

If Sky City, a massive entity that could itself function as a map, truly existed, it was impossible for him to have never heard of it. However, even in his previous life's virtual Palladio, the only building that truly matched the description was the Central Library of the Temple of Knowledge. Clearly, the two couldn't be the same thing.

Their big library has been in serious use since thousands of years ago, okay?

And since it's called a "city," it certainly can't be some tiny toy. So, is there a second, similarly large floating complex?

With the Titan brain's split thinking, accelerated synchronous multi-frequency processing, it was extremely capable. All kinds of complicated thoughts were sorted out and unified in a very short time. The only external manifestation was that Ivan blinked slightly.

"What is the specific evidence?" Turning his gaze to Heidi, he got straight to the point.

"Antique." The female mage didn't beat around the bush. She pressed her temples and pulled outwards. The scene that originally existed in her memory was easily projected into reality.

He has already begun to master some abilities before he has truly been promoted. The Great Witch's inheritance item has obviously fallen into the hands of the most suitable person.

Turning to look at the reflected image, the objects included were many, but whether they were murals, painted pottery, or crude models handcrafted with clay, they all depicted the same thing: an ancient city floating in a sea of ​​clouds.

Judging by its style, most of the buildings bear a distinctly ancient imperial style, but some, interspersed within, abruptly present a different, unfamiliar style, giving the city a strangely unnatural feel. It's like pouring rice toppings onto toasted whole-wheat toast; the two things don't go together at all.

"Can you confirm whether it's true or not? Those people are believers of the Code Whisperer. To them, lies are as natural as eating and drinking." Alvin then proposed another possibility.

"The few items that can be traced back to when they were acquired were all acquired by different collectors at different times. If this is also part of a conspiracy, it means that they had already planned to be arrested together, but this is obviously not in the personal interests of the conspirators." As she spoke, Heidi couldn't help but let out a meaningful chuckle.

"I didn't know they were so self-sacrificing."

"Yes, you can use your colleagues to make bait, but you can't be used as bait, even though you go down together most of the time." Alvin added.

As a wizard, Heidi immediately understood the meaning and then couldn't help laughing out loud. Apparently, the power of this classic code whisperer's joke could extend from the past life to the present.

Then her expression turned serious again.

"There's something else that's quite strange."

"Those high-ranking cult members who were arrested were mostly just talking nonsense, but one thing they mentioned is something that we must pay attention to."

"What did they say?" Ivan looked at Heidi seriously, with a dark golden light in his eyes, to confirm that she was not contaminated or corrupted.

"The future is dead."

"What does this mean?" Alvin was stunned. This was another difference that did not appear in the virtual Palladia in his previous life.

"I'm not sure, but most of the high-level followers of the Whisperers seem very...passive." Heidi considered it for a moment before choosing this adjective.

"Something's wrong, very wrong." Alvin stood up and walked to the window. It was a beautiful spring day outside, but he didn't feel any warmth in his heart.

The followers of the Dark Whisperer were not like the demon army of the Horror, where victory was decided with a single blow of blood. These were like bird-beaked kettles constantly on the verge of ruining the pot, and even their death could still leave behind unexpected troubles.

negative?

It must be fake! It's a disguise! It's a performance!

For the sake of truth, they should be beaten with justice.

While he was thinking, Alvin and Heidi arrived at the tower where the conference hall was located on the transport boat "Suck the Meow Glory".

This tower covers a considerable area, and its top is large enough to be used directly as a berth for an airship. Catworm blew the ceremonial horn before lowering the gangway.

Without taking the time to complain about these little guys' inexplicable pursuit of ceremony and pomp, Alvin walked towards the transport boat with a heavy heart. Immediately, thousands of staff from the City of Thousand Towers were there to greet him.

He couldn't even complain about his own cat, so the small talk from these strangers was pointless. Alvin simply nodded and hurried towards the meeting room. Initially, he'd thought the "post-mortem review meetings," the kind of afterthoughts and blame-shifting within the City of Thousand Towers, were worthless. Attending them would only embarrass the others. Besides, while the Genoa-style shoe-throwing meetings were hilarious, experiencing them firsthand was unnecessary.

But I actually came up with something...

Pushing the door open and entering the conference room, Ivan noticed a surprisingly heated atmosphere. The long conference table was covered in various antiques, some intact, some incomplete. Mages rolled up their sleeves and engaged in heated debates. The attendees hadn't even noticed anyone else entering.

They didn't seem like they were having a meeting, but more like a group of archaeologists exploring (action verb) and discussing (action verb) new discoveries.

"Let me say a few words! Let me say a few words!" An old wizard with a beard that was almost dragging on the ground jumped onto the long table with agility that was far inconsistent with his age.

With three punches and two kicks, he knocked away the other competitors who wanted to speak at the table, and despite the hands of others pulling at the corners of his mouth, the old wizard shouted out his own views.

"Sky City definitely exists!"

"The Ancient Pagoda's Theory of Heaven is the correct one!"

Chapter 183: Tower of Babel

The fully immersive virtual world game - Palladia is a game with very rich content. In his previous life, Ivan even felt that the game content was a bit too detailed. Even for the same thing, there could be seventeen or eighteen academic hypotheses. It was like a real world.

Therefore, he was not surprised at all to hear the mages arguing about various hypotheses in the real Palladio.

"What is that?" Alvin asked, snapping his fingers.

A gentle and clever force was controlled by the force string and sent out through the air, separating all the other people who were entangled with the old wizard, allowing them to speak normally.

Then, he discovered that the other party was actually the current Speaker of the Spire Council, the Sage Candidate, nicknamed the Tall Dwarf - Ronan Dickens. Sage is the respectful title given to the greatest scholars and mages in the City of a Thousand Spires. Not only must one have extremely high academic achievements, but also be a powerful fifth-level cultivator.

The requirements for candidate sages are slightly lower, but they must also reach the fourth level and become a crown mage at the crown wearer level.

As for why Ronan was called the "Tall Dwarf," the reason for this strange nickname was his exaggeratedly long beard that almost dragged on the ground.

It is said that Ronan did not intend to stay this long at first, but after completing a long-term experiment, he unknowingly became what he is now.

It must be admitted that this reason is very consistent with the stereotype that academic mages leave on ordinary people.

"Oh, thank you." Ronan took a deep breath. The battle for the chance to speak just now (yes) almost suffocated him.

Fortunately, the traditional discussion style of the Spire Council has conditioned the mages to refrain from using spells during internal debates, even when a fight is imminent. Otherwise, this meeting room would likely be shattered by everyone's combined (×) simultaneous (√) spellcasting.

Just after expressing his gratitude, Speaker Ronan's eyes widened immediately, because he saw that the person who helped him out was the new giant god who had just finished performing the hand-pinching devil drama.

"Oh, Your Excellency..." Ronan was stuck. He didn't know how to address this respected strong man. The other party's character had been demonstrated in various events, but the other party's strength should not be underestimated.

News of him spread rapidly among the leaders of various factions in Palladia. Although his reputation was not yet universally known from Elrond to the Great Wild Forest, he was still a well-known figure in many ways.

"No need to be so polite. Let's use the method you are more accustomed to. After all, we are just having an academic discussion, right?" Alvin pulled over a chair, and after sitting down, he finally seemed a little approachable despite his taller body than an ordinary person.

"Great, I mean this is not bad." Ronan climbed down from the table somewhat awkwardly. The other mages around him also pretended to cough or straighten their clothes, while calmly cleaning up the mess caused by the academic discussion (fighting) just now.

"The so-called Old Tower Theory is a hypothesis proposed by my school one hundred and thirty-seven years ago." Putting on the serious look that a speaker should have, Ronan began to talk about the relevant arguments of this hypothesis.

The old wizard now looks very majestic, of course, if you ignore his hair being pulled by his colleagues and his collar and sleeves being torn.

"The old pagoda is the most famous and oldest relic in the area. Mages and even sages throughout the ages have proposed many hypotheses regarding its past uses."

"Due to a lack of key evidence, no hypothesis has been confirmed, and there is little consensus among the various arguments."

"The Babel Theory holds that the old tower was some kind of special device built by an ancient civilization, whose main purpose was to send people to extremely high altitudes."

"As for the purpose of doing this, there is no credible answer yet." The old wizard swallowed awkwardly. He had some guesses in his mind, but he also lacked evidence, and speaking them out would only make people laugh.

"Of course, most people dismiss this view for rather superficial reasons. They claim that the Theory of Tongtian was inspired by fairy tales, making it nothing more than childish nonsense. But fairy tales themselves have been around for far longer than most people imagine, and we can certainly use some of the information they contain to deduce past eras!"

"That does sound reasonable." Alvin nodded.

"Really!" Ronan immediately became interested and picked up a heavy tripod pottery and placed it in front of Ivan. His movements were so agile that he seemed as if he was only twenty years old, not one hundred and twenty.

"Please look at the pattern painted on the surface of this ancient artifact."

"The inverted trapezoid and other geometric shapes above are likely to represent the legendary city in the sky, while the frustum-shaped pattern below is likely to represent the old tower that was still intact at the time."

Ronan then pointed to the upper portion of the Sky City pattern, where a geometric structure resembling a long, narrow cone appeared. If the Sky City portion in the middle were ignored, the two patterns formed a larger cone.

"If the lower cone refers to the old tower, then this part of the cone is likely to belong to the old tower as well."

"From this, I infer that the old tower was far more magnificent than people imagine. Just as the fairy tales say, the spire of this building is likely located beyond the horizon. Only the upper space where the righteous gods reside is the true destination for those who climb the tower!"

"But we have never found any evidence to prove that this part of the building actually exists." Someone immediately raised an objection.

"Just because we haven't found it doesn't mean it doesn't exist!" The old wizard also became excited.

Then, various voices rose and fell in the meeting hall again. Clearly, the City of Thousand Towers attached great importance to the study of the old tower, and it was difficult for everyone to convince each other, even with the position of Speaker.

"..." Not paying attention to the noise coming from around him, Alvin looked at the excited old wizard with some surprise.

If the old tower really had the function of sending people into space in the past, then its role was probably far more important than imagined.

This super-large building can connect the star rings in outer space with the surface of the planet. It is basically a magical version of an orbital elevator!

Compared to his contemporary Palladians who had never seen such creations, Alvin had at least seen something similar in his previous life.

As a result, he suddenly had some guesses.

"Is there a possibility?" As soon as Alvin spoke, everyone present immediately returned to silence.

"This pattern is not cone-shaped." He raised his hand and pointed to the pattern painted on the surface of the pottery.

“The cones are not closed at the bottom, and although they intersect at the top, based on the perspective principle of painting, they may not actually intersect, but only appear to intersect.”

Everyone present was smart enough to become a wizard. What Alvin said sounded a bit confusing, but they quickly understood the possibility implied in it.

"Your Excellency, do you mean that the top of the old tower isn't conical? Instead, it's two... lines?" someone asked, puzzled.

"It's not a line!" Before Ivan could continue explaining, Ronan jumped up first.

"If the ruins of the old tower we see now are only a part of the complete tower, the maximum height calculated from this is indeed still below the sky. It is far from being called a true Tower of Babel, but if this part of the ruins is just a base, and the structure above is not a conical tower building." The old wizard muttered as he paced back and forth quickly, and the people next to him were almost dazzled.

"I understand! I finally understand!" Ronan shouted.

"It's tracks! Those are two tracks!"