The Record of Unusual Creatures Chapter 1328: Long-term memory
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"This is what remains of Romaton ..."
Hao Ren said with emotion after receiving the group of "substances" that gleamed slightly from the singer Tunara.
It is a shimmering piece of fist size, the whole piece shows a hazy texture, like a thin smoke without substance, but it is completely opaque, and has a certain weight, according to Hao Ren ’s knowledge It is completely impossible to tell whether this is an entity or an incorporeal. At the same time, although the owner of the fragment has died, it is still expanding and contracting regularly, as if it still retains the characteristics of life.
The silk that glows with silver light is wrapped around the outside of the fragment, but it is not in contact with it, just like a loosely cocoon-like structure, and the fragment floats in the center of the "cocoon".
The spider silk cut off the energy exchange between the debris and the outside world, just in case.
"Much like the" image "of an extremely powerful soul left behind after breaking," Anthony, who also has some research on the soul field, said, touching the beard, "The power of this" Rockmarton "is really incredible. It is not that we can directly use the power of the goddess to attack it, it is really a threat to the general censor. "
Singer Tunara took two steps in place, eight elegant and slender spider legs seemed to be dancing in rhythm: "I felt a" reverse shock "similar to the true divine power when I attacked it. It is consistent with the information you mentioned by Boren Ren. Other people may not have a clear sense of my perception, but basically they should have this feeling. "
Tunara is a censor with similar qualifications as the dragon queen. As a demigod promoted by the spider demon, she has excellent perception, which is the reinforcement and extension of her former racial talent.
"Cough cough ... Madam Tunara, my name is Hao Ren, not Bombren," Hao Ren coughed awkwardly and looked at the "singer" very seriously, seriously suspecting that she was intentional , "If the vague impression that I have read from the slab of mantra is correct, Lockmarton does possess part of the divinity of the true god, but it lacks the vitality of the key information and the real control over this part of the divinity. Called the true God. "
Turnara embraces her hands, which is more slender and gloomy than the human eyes. The red eyes are full of interest: "Well ... It ’s really interesting. Give me a copy of the research materials when you go back and have results. I really like to collect this knowledge. "
"Maybe there will be some results now," Hao Ren fiddled with the spider silk outside the shimmer fragments. "You two will do a favor and protect your way."
Turnala stunned: "Protection? What do you mean?"
Anthony, who has many exchanges with Hao Ren on weekdays, has some understanding of the situation of this "bomb ren". The old mage suddenly remembered several special abilities about Hao Ren seen in the database: "You plan to Read Lok Marton's memory directly from the fragment? "
"The body is dead, and the soul is left with only fragments. The danger of this thing should not be so high," Hao Ren smiled and raised the "cocoon" in his hand. "Ms. Turnara, how should this thing be opened? ? "
"It ’s okay to just call me Tunala, it ’s all in one unit, and add a" lady "to call it rusty," Tunala said with a smile, and then stroked on the "cocoon", which originally needed to be strong The seal of the spider silk that the energy cutting device can only break is opened directly, "I probably guessed what you are going to do-rest assured, I and Anthony are looking at you next to you, to be honest, I am about your legendary The ability to read directly is quite interesting. "
Hao Ren settled down and slowly leaned his hand towards the Lok Marton fragment.
He feels that his fingers are in contact with a cold and constantly rotating "air mass". The denser the air mass is, the greater the density is. When the finger penetrates about two centimeters, its density reaches a point where it cannot penetrate easily. To the point.
A slight dizziness struck, and then a large amount of ancient memories that do n’t know how many years ago came like a tide ...
At first, it was a hazy light, and then there were shaking things in the light. The shaking images gradually distinguished different details, and then gradually became clear, turning into a red ocean and a dull sky.
This monotonous sky and sea lasted for a long time, until a special individual suddenly appeared.
It was a figure bulging in the red ocean. She was covered with a layer of mist. Perhaps it was a face that was too far away from her memory, or maybe it was some more mysterious reason. Hao Ren could n’t see the figure. , But the first time this figure appeared, Hao Ren realized who she was.
In Lok Marton's perspective, this figure approached quickly. She seemed very surprised and excited. She had been circling around in circles, and had turned a full circle for more than a dozen times. Hao Ren sounded in my heart, no, it sounded in that year's Lockmarten:
"Ah-moving! This is moving! Success! I succeed!"
Huge joy spreads along the connection of the soul, so this emotion has also become the first emotion in Lockmarten's memory: joy.
The birth of life is gratifying.
"You will stay with me in the future!" The figure understood by Lomaton as "mother" said quickly, "I want to give you a name ... a name is necessary, it is very useful!"
It ’s the name, but in fact the mother did n’t think of it for a long time, because she did n’t seem to understand what the “name” was.
It was given the name "Rockmarton" already after the glowing fireball flew through the sky thousands of times.
Slowly, Lok Marton learned a lot about her mother and how she was born.
"Mother" seems to be the only life in this world-not counting the words of one born later.
She lived in this place many, many years ago. She did n’t know where she came from or where she should go. The mother never knew her origin, let alone why the whole world could n’t see the place. Two individuals similar to hers. She wandered around the invisible red sea, aimlessly and idle, before thinking of the good idea of "making a gadget to accompany herself", her biggest hobby was lying on the sea and watching the sun Running and stars at night. Observing the rotation of the sun is a boring thing, because it is always fixed, and watching the stars is more interesting, because there are many stars, and there will always be some changes.
Occasionally, some more interesting things will happen: burning big rocks will suddenly fall from the sky and throw very large and large splashes on the sea.
Mothers can be excited by these splashes for thousands of days and nights.
But it ’s not too interesting to watch the stars and wait for the meteorite to fall on the water. The mother finally became bored and bored, and the increasing sense of loneliness made her frustrated.
After a long time, she finally decided to make something that can accompany herself, something similar to herself, or at least active and communicable.
She failed many times, and finally, after a random mess, she finally succeeded in making it, Rockmarton.
A squirming, ignorant piece of meat.
This is the birth of Lok Marton.
In some wonderful, detached perspectives, Hao Ren saw the "childhood" of Lockmatton.
It is a small piece of dark red meat, only the size of a human head. There is no organ division and a trace of symmetry at all. It floats lazily and ignorantly on the water, sometimes it is hugged by the mother In my arms, communicate with my mother with clumsy grunts and tremors.
Mother took it to tour the whole "world", chasing storms in the red ocean, chasing the sun, observing the stars, looking for glowing fissures on the seabed, even drilling into fissures, and exploring between hot lava, they also A small piece of land was found at sea level. It was the only land in the entire "world." Mother built a small house on it with stones, and the open space around the house was filled with mother's collection: from the bottom of the sea The stones, crystals, and metal cores left after the stones falling from the sky burned up.
In Lok Marton's original memory, everything has a warm feeling.
However, after countless years of precipitation and wear and tear, many of Yuanyuan ’s memories have long faded their feelings. Hao Ren reads Lockmarton ’s memories. Apart from the deep joy at the beginning, most of the content is empty and cold of.
It records these extremely long-term events in a cold way, and archives these memories like a machine without emotion, and stores them in the corner of the soul.
In memory, it gradually grew up.
Mother gradually grew up.
Mother slowly discovered some of her own powers, so she began to master them and try them out little by little.
She seemed to think that her children should also learn these skills, so she injected her magical power into Lok Marton.
Following back, the memory looks colder and paler.
The power of the gods is an overly powerful toy for Lok Marton, and it is deeply intoxicated by it.
It begins to squander these forces, no matter what the consequences of these forces-creation or destruction-will satisfy it.
It is gradually dissatisfied with the mother's discipline, dissatisfied with this tedious world.
Mother likes to observe the stars, and then came up with the idea of going to those stars. She learned how to go into space, and even flew a circle on the surface of the big fireball in the sky. After returning, she told Rockmarton, that It's a very bright place.
Loke Marton thought it was an opportunity to leave this tedious red planet, so it became clever again, hoping to explore the stars with her mother.
The memory is even colder, and even those moving pictures are gradually covered with a layer of black mist.
It seems that something terrible happened during that expedition. It will explain the reasons for the complete distortion of Lomaton and some secrets of the Goddess of Creation, and this memory is deeply buried.
Hao Ren continues to dive deep into the memory.