Chapter 776

"Missing?"

On the afternoon of May 8, 839, the palace of the Lord of Moldavia in the north.

Joshua, who is guiding the maids in the Lord's mansion to practice, is interrupted by Nostradamus with a look of shame.

"Break up first."

At first, Joshua waved to the servants and maids to go back to work. He was usually bored and liked to explain the cultivation methods of fighting spirit and life energy to the people in the Lord's mansion. At the same time, he could also sort out the creation knowledge about human body structure, although these cultivation methods were not systematic fighting spirit cultivation, But it's enough to lay a solid foundation for these maids.

In this way, even if they don't continue to do this job, there will be a good way out in the future... But it's strange that there are so many people who have signed up to be a maid recently that Joshua has to make an announcement to show everyone.

After that, Joshua sent out his strength. Suddenly, the whole backyard of the Lord's mansion was covered by a black fog, which was completely isolated from the outside world. Until then, he said to Nostradamus strangely, "what's the matter? Why are they missing again?"

"It's a strange thing to say - you should also know that some days ago, the world on the edge of the world's Star River was strange, isn't it?"

Although there was some dispute with Joshua some time ago, it was only in terms of personal concept. The personal relationship between Nostradamus and Joshua was very good. However, at this time, the old mage felt quite guilty: "the foreign exploration department sent Prester's team to carry out the exploration mission, because it was too far away from the world of mirov, in order to ensure safety, So I made five return beacons to protect their lives

"I know that, but the place is a little far away, and the danger is certainly not there."

Joshua built a chair and also built one for Nostradamus. They sat down and chatted. The soldier's tone was rather puzzled: "the matrix of black fog has been sealed by us, and those wandering monsters in the void have also been seized and dissected by me... In principle, there should be no threat in the galaxy of the world. It's up to five golden class supermen."

Even the extremely conscious or even nearly legendary overlord creatures that occasionally appear in some worlds can't interrupt the return beacon.

"What's more, it's not easy to worry about these five boys." Thinking of this, even Joshua felt confused. You know, many of his students, such as Ivan and Amira's first team members, have now graduated. They are going to go as advance teams to various different worlds that have been proved to be "valuable" to wipe out the local Warcraft and prepare for the expansion of the Empire, With alvadan's teammates as the prince, they must be the high-level of the Empire in the future.

Lisa and syndicate are even more worrying. Now Lisa has reached the golden threshold at a young age. In terms of speed, it is estimated that it is only a little slower than the speed after Joshua's crossing. It is not impossible for her to become a legend in the future, and it can even be said that she has a very good chance.

Only syndicate is extremely shameful. It has not recovered to the level of the great devil of Jiyi, but it just barely meets the threshold of Jiyi... But after all, she has changed her body and can only exercise again. Joshua has relaxed some requirements for this.

As for Priestley and others, the painting style is totally different from others... If you use one word to describe it, it can only be disastrous.

It seems that since the beginning of their exploration, no good thing has happened to every world. Either they have been almost wiped out by the legendary black fog passing by, or they have encountered the local super powerful indigenous Warcraft. What they have done is either natural disasters or animal tides. The ups and downs of life are like an electrocardiogram.

I'm not surprised, actually

Nostradamus blinked and touched his beard. He said in his heart: "it's better to say that when it comes to making trouble, only Prester has learned your essence. It's the same as you used to do.)

You can't tell a joke. Joshua thought for a while and then asked, "how did you go missing? Even if they are captured by some alien civilization, they will definitely be able to run away if they don't encounter a time and space legend stronger than you. "," he said

"That's the problem."

Hearing Joshua's words, Nostradamus shook his head heavily: "as soon as I sensed that the return beacon I made was being used, I immediately understood that the exploration team must have encountered something extremely troublesome that they could never solve themselves. So the first time, I immediately went to the place of return set by the beacon, that is, Wanjie sacrificial hall to find people. "

"It turns out... Nothing."The old mage said here with a long sigh: "the elite team did not come back at all. There was a transmission error. They disappeared and were lost in the endless void of the world."

"So." When Joshua heard this, he could not help frowning. He also understood why Nostradamus would come to see him with a look of guilt.

Prest is his student. His student disappeared after using Nostradamus' return beacon. No matter what he thought, it was a very serious mistake... But Joshua knew that it was not so simple.

The legendary strong man will not make mistakes. If there are mistakes, it must be in the eyes of the stronger legend. Joshua absolutely believes in the technology of Nostradamus. They once fought side by side. It would be strange if there is no such trust. Therefore, instead of complaining about each other, it is better to think carefully about how to find the missing priestly and others back.

Joshua thought for a moment and asked, "is there anything to say about the will of Wanjie sacrifice hall?"

If anyone in the whole mcchrough civilization is stronger than Nostradamus in time and space, it is estimated that only the Wanjie sacrificial hall, as the highest technological crystallization of the glorious era, and its governing will, can guarantee that it is better than the old mage. What's more, with the help of the power of the sacrificial arena, Nostradamus made it possible for the return beacon to be launched in a flash and return to the half plane of the sacrificial arena. It is estimated that only it can determine why the elite team suddenly disappeared.

But to Joshua's surprise, Nostradamus shook his head and said regretfully, "I asked."

The old mage's expression was also quite puzzled: "the governing will told me that the transmission of the elite team encountered some accidents at the beginning, and a sudden gravitational shock disturbed the time and space, but the team was still normally transmitted to a life world."

"But then, there was a question about where the elite team actually sent after using the return beacon, but it kept silent and didn't answer at all."

"So."

At this point, Joshua understood something. The Ministry of foreign exploration sent people to explore the distortion at the edge of the world's Star River, and they had been prepared for the transmission failure due to various unknown reasons. Therefore, Nostradamus and other people have no doubt about him. After returning to the beacon, the silence of the terminal's will is very similar to that of another glorious era.

Integrating the big information base, facing the absolute seal of "those without authority". If those with insufficient authority touch secrets of a certain level or above, then the unified big information database will be completely and completely closed without leaving any clues. Even if it is cracked by violence, it will take astronomical time to get a glimpse of the true features.

However, if even Nostradamus, the legendary strong man of level 6, is not authorized, who else can get the truth from the silent Wanjie sacrificial hall?

Thinking of this, Joshua couldn't help shaking his head: "so, you want me, the 'successor of sages' with special authority, and the No. 3 with the authority of the seventh level gods, to ask about the will of the ruler - frankly speaking, it's winding. Prester is my student, and I was going to ask."

"No

To Joshua's surprise, Nostradamus resolutely denied Joshua's conjecture. He said solemnly, "I'm here so that you don't directly ask about the truth of the will of the Wanjie sacrificial hall. Of course, I thought so at the beginning. I just wanted to ask you and miss No. 3 to ask. In fact, One of Miss 3's magic projections is right at the Wanjie sacrifice hall. She volunteered to help us to inquire about the will of the ruler. "

"... the result?" Joshua frowned, he smelled a bad smell - since No. 3 has asked, it means that there is absolutely something wrong with this road... The soldier said in a deep voice: "what happened?"

"It's bad."

The old mage stroked his beard and said solemnly, "the data of governing will is wrong, the soul self checking is down, and all the calculation matrices of the whole Wanjie sacrificial hall almost fall into a dead circle."

"It's wrong - and it's serious. There are signs of a complete collapse of the energy cycle of the whole Wanjie sacrificial altar."

At the end of Nostradamus' words, Joshua could not help standing up immediately. He walked back and forth in the backyard with a heavy face.

"What kind of trouble are these kids in..."

Most of the people in the world of mccrov don't know the essence of Wanjie sacrificial hall. How can Joshua not know? It's a gigantic spectacle made by civilization. It's an unreasonable research gate, and its self-control system, that is, the "governing will" of the silver sky, can be said to be one of the most powerful artificial intelligence in the world. If it loses control, it's only a matter of time before it becomes another black fog matrix.It can even be said that if it can control time and space, if it is out of control, it will certainly cause more terrible damage than the black fog matrix - think about it. If it tries its best to throw people directly into the black hole, it will be really impossible for the gods to save it. It can be said that it is "the ultimate evil exile (Magic)".

But it is such a powerful artificial intelligence that now almost falls into the dead cycle of data, leading to self collapse.

Joshua knew that the will to govern was not complete. Its most perfect form was much stronger than today.

In the end, the first world war destroyed 80% of the buildings of Wanjie sacrificial hall. Only the most solid main building survived because of the protection of the gods and sages. Under the terrible war of the fall of gods and the dissipation of evil gods, the loss of data was normal. The will to govern also recognized this. It originally had more than half of the star map of the multiverse, But now there is only a small amount of fragmentary information, and even the surrounding area of mirov can not be described completely.

However, the Wanjie sacrificial hall itself will correct itself. The loss of ordinary data can't make it fall into a dead circle. Priestly and others must have been involved in some core level secret problems, which triggered the "dark wound" of the governing will in this aspect.

"... yes, I won't ask that directly."

Thinking of this, Joshua turned to Nostradamus and said, "but I still want to go to the Wanjie sacrifice hall once... Prest is my most satisfied soldier student at present. If you can find him quickly, you'd better not delay."

"Remember not to stimulate the will to govern."

Nostradamus also stood up. He looked down and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry. However, Wanjie sacrificial hall is the basic origin of the rapid development of our civilization. It can't make mistakes, at least it can't collapse now, otherwise, it will completely disappear in the face of evil gods. "

"Don't care."

Joshua withdrew to shield the steel barrier inside and outside the Lord's house. His body is gradually turning into nothingness. The soldier who is transferring his will back to the body whispered: "life should have experienced a little tempering. As long as he does not die, then the pain now will be wealth in the future."

At the end of the speech, Joshua disappeared and turned into a pure force of steel and penetrated into the underground of the Lord's mansion.

And Nostradamus looked at the place where Joshua had disappeared, and said a thousand words in his heart.

(I said, this is not a grind, but a tribulation - if pain could be exchanged for money, I think your disciples would have become billionaires... Again.)

The old mage looked at the fragments of steel power floating like snowflakes in the backyard of the Lord's mansion. He could not help nodding with appreciation

"It's a good way to leave. I'll learn it next time."