Scales of Eternal Order

“The word tradition has been given a different color in the language of any creature. Even the evil neighbor like Slachan who believes in the way of chaos, When the word tradition is mentioned, there is a solemn and solemn power between the bulging lips.

And as a Gith, I am not Githyanki, nor Gizzelai. , What kind of tradition should be followed in terms of just being a Githian?

The birth history of my clan is well known throughout the world. It was captured by the psionic tyrant and slave dealers and brought into Star Realm The surviving slaves, after several generations of reproduction, eventually evolved into a Guisman with psionic talent and more adapted to the life of Star Realm.

Queen of Guis is a great hero who leads clansman to freedom. My clan is also named. But another hero like her who shined in the feat of resistance that symbolized the birth of the Gith people-Jersey Mohn, but did not agree with the Queen who chose for my clan afterwards. The way of development-a path similar to the path practiced by the spirit suckers who enslaved the Giss before.

The two words of Gisyanki and Giszerai are like a gap, connecting the original The Gith people are separated. Just because of differences in their future path, the original natural bonds of relatives, friends, partners, father and son are torn apart.

From the beginning of the birth as a Githyankee , I was instilled with hatred of Giszelai’s close relatives living in the Chaos Sea. But fortunately, with the help of psychic monsters, the Giszelais cannot replace this monster and rank in the Gisyanki hatred. The position at the top of the Ranking List.

My coming-of-age gift is to hunt a spirit sucker alone, and use this to advance to the Gisyanki Knight who is qualified to hold the silver blade. But it is exactly this. This action made me completely suspicious of the fragmented tradition of the Gith people.

I have been training for that hunt for more than ten years, so I should have easily removed the weapon in my hand. Inserted into the octopus-like strange face of the spirit sucker without lag. But who would have thought that my prey is not an ordinary spirit sucker, it is also an Arcanist with extremely superb spellcasting ability! And that time The hunting operation just lacked a plan to deal with this situation. As soon as I took the offensive and defensive momentum, I reversed and hardly made any effective resistance. I became a prisoner as the preparatory Knight at that time.

Due to the racial innate talent of the Gith people, I am not at all becoming a muddleheaded slave who has been seized by the spirit sucker and will only obey the orders of the “master”-this sobriety brings me even greater humiliation. Being that kind of Weiwei uses spell to limit his freedom, he can only wait helplessly to become his snack or be forced to transform The days of being a heartbroken slave are one of the few times in my life when I am truly filled with fear.

The one who rescued me from the abyss of fear was a Zes cultivator who performed the mission of the Order-the master of the Giszele monk, he came from the monastery located in the Chaos Sea, The enemy that I couldn’t deal with was solved cleanly. I happened to witness the attack in Thrown Into Prison, and because of this, I began to doubt the descriptions of these close relatives such as weakness and cowardice in the traditional education of Githyankees.

Later, when I recalled my thoughts at that time, I would often feel ashamed, and how superficial the value of a foreign object to measure the merits of individuals and even to evaluate races.

As a species, the heart is a form of force. Only by insight and seeing that the five aggregates are empty can the inner and outer self-sufficient spiritual will be achieved. This sentence is the first lesson taught to me by the Teacher who taught me the Way of Jersey Moen, and he was the Zeth cultivator who killed the Arcanist and gave me freedom when I was imprisoned.

The ability to accept new things has always made me quite content, and the same was true during the days when I followed Teacher to learn to control order with the mind in the chaotic sea. I can always understand this Ji Every instruction of the Szerai Psionic Master.

But it also makes me feel a little more confused. Whenever I use psionic powers, I always involuntarily think of the traditions I had previously aspired to be the Gisyankee Knight’s previous training. education. Holding the silver blade in my hand, this weapon did not at all refuse my use; experiencing the psionic power in my heart, the philosophy of life of the Githzerai also benefited me a lot. This is not due to my extraordinary natural talent. In fact, apart from learning faster, I don’t even have any innate talent that I can get.

Every time I read this, I become more and more convinced that the unity of the two in me is a microcosm: Gisyanki and Giszelai are simply the same race. It’s just that we all choose to accept our own narrow traditions, which creates a barrier. When I presented my point of view to the Teacher, he was so pleased that he laughed, and at that moment he seemed to have become a naughty child. Later I learned that he held the same view long ago, and because of this, he will teach me all his life knowledge after saving me from Arcanist.

To this day, I still clearly remember what the Teacher said after he laughed abandon all restraint that day: “Virtue is not lonely, there must be neighbors, and my way is not lonely. Since you know it, you should practice it.” That is to say, from that day on, my life was given a new meaning-to smooth out the stupid traditions, and reunite the Gith people.

I worshipped my mentor from the monastery of Chaos Sea and started to practice the path in my heart. In the days when the stars wandered within the realm, I began to try to use words to persuade every Gisyanki and Giszelai I met, to persuade them to believe in the truth that I firmly believed, but the result was very little effect. . With the silver blade in hand, most Githyanki people will respect me as Githyanki Knight; by virtue of magical powers, most Githzerai will respectfully call me an alien Zeth cultivator. But for the road I firmly believe in, most of the time they smile as nonsense, and a small number of grumpy people even snort disdainfully when facing me.

Of course, I will not be discouraged. Teacher’s teaching has worked again-losers always change goals, but insist on a method; winners always change methods, but insist on a goal. So I thought of a brand new method, if it succeeds, I can definitely achieve my goal once and for all.

Order and chaos are the basic rules of the multiverse, and everything is the embodiment of these two rules. The split of the Gith is the representative of chaos, and the road I firmly believe is a correction of chaos by order.

As for how to use order to correct chaos, I thought about challenging the current leader of the Gisyankees, the undead queen Verakis. But the moment he boarded his starship, he gave up this idea, not out of cowardly cowering.

It’s just that I suddenly thought that even if the queen was killed, not to mention whether this behavior would arouse greater indignation among the Githyankis and cause more hatred towards the Githzerai compatriots, Even if I sit on her throne and promulgate it so that all Githyanki people can practice the path I firmly believe in, how can the tradition of the Githzerai be broken?

The order of the same level 1 cannot correct the chaos of the same level 1. Only the order of a higher level is possible. This sudden enlightenment, like enlightenment, made me put away the idea of ​​using a sword to “persuade”, and I started to look for “a higher order” instead. Fortunately, the living creatures in Star Realm are not in danger of aging and death, and my search has been for nearly a thousand years. Although the process was tortuous and complicated, I finally found what I wanted.

There is always the ultimate order in the ultimate chaos, and the “higher order” I am looking for is also the same, it is hidden in the pure chaos of the multiverse-the sea of ​​chaos .

A long time ago, the Mechanical Realm Demon Mound Dominating Singularity, which believed in the way of absolute order, created a huge boulder with a complex geometric shape and injected it into the Chaos Sea after injecting it into Rule Power of Order. The existence believes that this boulder that absorbs energy and grows on its own can effectively contain and prevent the Chaos Sea from spreading the violent strength of Chaos to other planes. At this point, he did succeed, and it was precisely because of the existence of the Singularity Stone that my fellow Giszelays could thrive in the Chaos Sea.

What the Singularity Master didn’t expect was that his creation had a huge side effect after it absorbed a large amount of strength of Chaos. In the strong strength of Chaos on the surface of the stone of the singularity, a terrifying monster named Slaad was born. This creature with a terrifying reproduction method and an ugly appearance is not only the Giszelai who lives in the Chaos Sea. The enemy is still a serious obstacle to my search for “a higher order.”

In their language, “Singularity Stone” should be called “Pebbles”. The spell fluctuations that come with the pebble will cause a fist sized gem of a human child to grow in the brain of each native slaad. This gem is called the “heart of the slaad.” Even if the slaad was not born from the pebble later, as long as it has been in contact with the pebble, it will use this as an opportunity to form a new slaad heart in the brain. Other creatures can summon the heart of a slaad through the spell method, and use this method to subdue the slaad.

A piece of Slaad’s heart can control a Slaad. If someone masters the Singularity Stone, even a small piece will have a serious impact on its race. Therefore, every creature that attempts to get close to the Singularity Stone will attract the siege of all Slachan. Even if you are noble as a god, you will be treated like this, even more how I am just a Gith.

But as all people who practice the way of psionics know, under the blessing of absolute firm belief, the power of psionics will become no stronghold one cannot overcome. When a person works steadfastly for a goal, the entire world will give way to it. After beheading an unknown number of Slaads, I finally succeeded in cutting a small piece of singularity stone with a silver blade…”

“What then? “

Ques just regained a sense of consciousness from passive evolution, and was surprised to find that there was such a voice in his mind constantly telling him something. He was originally terrified, and wanted concentrates one’s mind to drive away this foreign “uninvited guest” from his own consciousness. But after all kinds of attempts, the young blue dragon is like a “ghost press” with a sense of powerlessness. Later, maybe it was because of his love of listening to storytelling when he was a child in his previous life. Ques actually slowly immersed himself in the magnificent scene described by this voice. How many times the experience of being tortured by “please listen to the next decomposition” made him involuntarily ask questions about this voice that can be called a sage of Guise .

The voice of the Gith sage paused, and replied: “Looking at me like this, you naturally know that I failed. Although I found a higher level of order, I did not at all inspire the ultimate Order Rule contained in the cut singularity stone fragments. Once let me cross the Star Realm, kill all enemies, and defeat all the psychic powers of heroes. In addition, in order to cut this piece of debris, I unavoidably touched the extremely rich strength of Chaos on the surface of the boulder. As a mortal, I quickly went to death. Finally, with the disappointment of hopelessness, I returned to the hometown of the lingering dreams and was buried by clansman…”

“And the singularity on your silver blade just now The stone fragment happened to sense the blood essence from the dragon god, so after it was automatically adsorbed, some rules and seals were unlocked to allow your obsession to reappear? “Ques, aroused by curiosity, didn’t even notice that he was incarnation. Some Deyun girls who were accustomed to pouting asked again.

“Maybe, I just don’t know that after my death, I Are there still people practicing the path that you believe in? “

For this question, Ques neither has an accurate answer, nor does he want to tell the cruel speculation in his heart to this Guish sage who spends his life in pursuit of his ideals.

“It doesn’t matter. , I already know the answer from your hesitation. It’s just that I have felt that the power of the Singularity Stone is declining. I want to ask if you agree with the view that I believe there is only one kind of Guise. “

Faced with the last words of such a respectable person, Ques was naturally unwilling to let him pass away with disappointment, so the young Blue Dragon replied in a deep voice in consciousness: “Through your description and With the knowledge I have, I am willing to believe this view you put forward. And if someone asks me this question in the future, I will answer your words as an answer. “

After the young Blue Dragon finished answering this sentence, outside of his body that was currently invisible, the silver blade inlaid with singularity stone fragments suddenly released dazzling rays of light. This The handle of the sharp sword turned into a mercury-like rainbow light, penetrating the barriers between the gravel and the soil covering it, and directly submerged in the dragon body of Ques.

He had swallowed Taikoo. The chaotic force field that dissipates on the body surface after being able to film dragon scales and enter the passive evolution process is torn a gap in the brilliance cast by the purest belief.

In Ques Of Consciousness, a large amount of knowledge about the use and manipulation of silver-bladed weapons is instantly poured in. The young blue dragon can feel that the huge but intricate mind and will that originally belonged to the giant dragon is like a firm and powerful His giant hands are clenched tightly, and gradually compressed and sublimated.

“Virtue is not lonely, there must be neighbors, and my way is not lonely…”

This is Ques in consciousness The last sentence heard in .