Throne of Magical Arcana

"Atomic Universe", inside the Tower of Babel.

When Lucien came back, Natasha was still standing in a daze in front of the "small live screen", her eyes were looking in front, and the "Sword of Truth" was constantly turning in her hand.

"What's the matter?" Lucien asked strangely, with her arcane level, wouldn't she be in a daze for so long after being shocked?

Hearing Lucien ’s voice, Natasha seemed to wake up from her dream, and her eyes, silver and purple, Ran Ransheng replied: “Although this delayed selection experiment cannot definitively prove that strict chronological“ causality ”can be destroyed, but I Thinking, is the "Sword of Truth" based on this principle? The "causality" is destroyed, so any means of resurrection are invalidated? "

Lucien looked at her with a serious expression, looked at her up and down, and made her always confident and a little stunned. Am I right?

After a few minutes of this quiet and frozen atmosphere, when Natasha couldn't help but continue to speak, Lucien suddenly laughed and smiled very cheerfully: "You think too much."

"Really? This is not my strong point!" Natasha was unaffected, as if she had taken it for granted.

Lucien narrowed his smile and gently nodded: "The ability to actively think of the arcane principle corresponding to the blood of the" Sword of Truth "is a huge improvement. Only by understanding what it is, you can know how to go on. Although I ’m not sure yet, but I have a vague idea of ​​your blood power. When I come back from ancient hell, I might be able to tell you what it is. "

"Really?" Natasha was shocked and delighted when she heard Lucien's words. The next step of the Cavaliers Road was one of the focuses of her life. Every month, the "meditation" experience made her understand that to think To explore the path of your own knight, it is an indispensable premise to understand or understand your own blood line, otherwise at most, you can accumulate hundreds of years to become a third-order epic knight like the "heart of time". Don't even think about it.

For her knight who is good at fighting and strong will, it is a shortcoming to explore and study her own bloodline. It may take a long time to realize it, but fortunately there is a big arcanist nearby, known as a researcher!

After blurting out, Natasha noticed another important point: "Are you going to ancient hell?"

She didn't bother about the previous problem because she believed that Lucien would never deceive herself on such an important issue. He said that if he had an idea, then there must be an idea. It would be clear when he came back from ancient hell.

"The two experiments this time made me gain a lot. After I built some more magic, it was time to go to" Ancient Hell "to verify one of my ideas. By then, everything will have an answer." Lucien said vaguely, "Although the 'Lord of Hell' has steadily descended into the material world of the Lord, his true body must still be in the depths of hell, so this time I will go alone. And, the current situation is undercurrent, you Staying in Luntat can also respond in time. "

Natasha pursed her lips and nodded slowly: "Okay."

She is very clear that although she has the shield of truth and the sword of truth, her actual combat power is equivalent to the third-order legend, but she will still be crushed when facing the gods, and she is not a magician and does not have so many strange life-saving Spells, followed by going to ancient hell, will only drag down Lucien. He is a legendary pinnacle. He has to fight and go and go. Even in the face of the gods, there are various ways to escape.

"During this time, I will develop a new legendary spell that will help us cross-border 'communications' and notify each other if there are any emergencies." Lucien tried to be well prepared, but also Do n’t care, there is the Lord Speaker sitting in Allinge, unless Viken does not order to perform the god drop surgery, or all the other gods join forces, otherwise there is really nothing to be notified of cross-border, but the self into the ancient hell, there is May encounter some bizarre things.

"'Cross-border' communication?" Natasha repeated this word. With her knowledge, she has never heard of other ways to establish a stable 'gate to another world' beyond cross-border communication. curious.

Lucian nodded and smiled: "This legendary communication technology can indeed communicate across heterogeneous spaces, but it can only be used once and the information transmitted is limited, and the communication code needs to be agreed in advance. Probably, probably when you are Once a certain state is determined, I will collapse into another state accordingly, and obtain information by combining these states, just like binary encoding. "

"It seems to be based on the weird nature of microscopic particles ..." Natasha's eyes were stained, and she was sure to judge, and then she adjusted her mood and said, "You said you have gained a lot from these two experiments today. Something, what is it? Affirming the 'observer effect', or can the 'causal law' be destroyed? "

Lucien can feel the curiosity she has been hiding, hehe laughed: "For me, one of the most important gains is that under such experimental design and conditions, these two experiments can also be completed with electronics. He and the Speaker of the Parliament intend to use photons. "

"Is there any difference?" Natasha didn't understand. She could see clearly in the experiment, but this deep-seated problem involving theory was not understood by amateurs like her.

"Difference? This involves quantum field theory, wave dynamics, matrix mechanics ..." Lucien deliberately cites a large number of theories.

"Stop, stop." Natasha was overwhelmed and hurriedly stopped, shifting the topic. "In the first experiment, the electronic trajectory logo was erased by designing the experiment, so that the experimenter could not get this part. Information, so the interference fringes are still there, and people feel the existence of the 'observer effect', but this does not fully prove the problem. If the trace mark is not erased, but the experimenter is blindfolded, plugged his ears, and shielded Perception, does the interference fringe still exist? Then there is no 'observer'? "

Lucien glanced at Natasha in surprise. Perhaps she didn't know enough to ask such a question.

He thought for a while and whispered, "Who knows? No one will know the result, because once someone observes, there will be an" observer ". If no one observes, what is the important result? There is no way to verify it. . "

"Then assume that there is a mysterious existence that does not cause the observer effect to watch ..." Natasha used her imagination. "Or do you guess from a theoretical deduction?"

"I guess?" Lucien smiled. "I guess there may or may not be interference fringes, hahahaha."

Natasha looked up at the ceiling and decided not to discuss arcane issues with him.

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In June 830 of the sacred calendar, the weather was like fire, burning everything.

The famous city of Syracuse, Anjardur, Cathedral of Redemption.

An archbishop wandered anxiously in front of the prayer room, waiting for the cardinal to receive him.

"How come the lord has not finished praying, and the new cult has been discovered again in the nearby manor ..." The archbishop sighed while touching his head while pacing back and forth. In recent years, cults have emerged endlessly. The other one came out, so that the young and powerful himself had gray hair early, "And this cult seems to be able to summon high-level evils. The adults do not shoot. It is difficult for the few of the referee to completely destroy them."

Thinking of the imminent siege over there, the archbishop became more and more anxious and decided to brave himself and knock on the door to urge.

Boom, the archbishop quipped his fingers and knocked on the door, but just as hard as he could, the door creaked back a gap.

"Don't close?" The Archbishop felt a bad feeling, and hurriedly pushed the door open, gazing into it.

Then his eyes solidified.

In front of the cross in the prayer room, a broken cardinal robe was lying there quietly, with strange traces of burning on it.

"Sir, have you been swallowed by the Holy Light?" The archbishop said blankly.

This is not his keen response, but in the past six months, with the spread of the results of the two thinking experiments of the "Three Views Destroyer" Lucien Evans, dozens of cardinals were holy while praying. The light was swallowed, and let everyone talk about the two words Lucien Evans, they will be afraid of their hearts, and their faces will change color.

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The bleak gray sky, the environment without sound, the necromancer is always such a tedious.

Lucien put her hands in the pockets of a long black double-breasted dress, and walked slowly between an undead creature, the clawed ghoul, the slow and cruel zombie, the wandering ghost, the wrap Bandaged mummies surrounded him, but did not know his existence, because he was giving an illusion scattered in space.

In this way, Lucien passed through the plain of death quietly and arrived at the Temple of Necromancer. The legendary undead creatures guarding nearby also did not notice him, allowing him to visit and deepen like a tourist.

Along the way, Lucien didn't meet a wise undead, it seemed that they all smelled a dangerous breath and dared not get close.

Lucien watched while walking, noticing whether there was any change in the Necropolis, but found nothing until he reached the soul fireplace and was about to enter the "world of doors" before he felt that the legendary undead such as the Lich King was in Wandering around, but they do n’t have the idea of ​​having to shoot. Anyway, Lucien has already been here twice, and there are no new losses for a few more times. Why bother?

This is considered scared!

-The second time was the last time I contacted "Monster" Viken for cooperation.

Looking up at the soul fireplace and looking at the "face" where "Lucien" overlaps with "Xia Feng", Lucien chuckled and walked to the entrance of "World of Doors".

"What are you doing again?" "Monster" Viken's voice sounded hoarse. The last thing made him worse.

Lucian hey: "I'll tell you, I'm going to the ancient hell."

"You came for this kind of thing?" "Monster" Viken raised his voice and thought Lucien was the lunatic.

Lucien pulled out the month timepiece, flipped off the watch cover, and looked at the time: "Can't it? Well, after telling you, I have to be ready to go."

"Monster" Viken was speechless.

Lucien turned away, secretly, no change happened ...

After he was far from the temple of the Necromancer, in the garden near the entrance, an old man came out slowly. He wore a holy crown and a platinum scepter, and looked deeply at the place where Lucien disappeared, just like the Pope. Viken!