Chapter 915
One year, six months, twenty-one days, seven hours and eleven minutes, is the total time the world portal holds. When the world image of Arda opposite disappeared, and the water flow from the sea and the Anduin River came to an abrupt end, everyone understood what was going on.
The bell rang, which was brought from the highest alert tower of Minas Tiris. During the entire War of Lord of the Rings, there was a "civil war" with Zhao Mai in Mordor. Minas Tiris survived and the war of defense did not happen, so the alarm bell had not sounded. Now it carried the grief of the destruction of its homeland, and the generals of Gondor blew the horns, and Rohan's warriors hit the shield with their rifles, and the others burst into tears.
King Aragon put down his work, came outside to mourn with his people, joined the crowd, and moved towards the portal together. No one knew how many people on the other side could not choose here, and no one knew how many people still failed to reach the portal. Everyone knew that Zhao Mai's Z-worm never stopped trying and was trying his best to save the people on that side, including every life and every drop of water, until the end.
Humans, star elves, halflings, dwarves, treemen and orcs, all the residents of Arda are commemorating this moment in their own ways, imprinting it firmly in their hearts and in the long river of history. Now, the arched portal is empty, as if it has taken a part from the hearts of many people. They spend this moment in silence, and then hug the people around them, gain support from each other, exchange hope, and fill the gap in their hearts.
Zhao Mai's heart was also empty. After all, it was the sudden disappearance of a world that caused him a certain impact. He closed the magic book in front of him, pulled his arm out of Dogian's arms, walked silently to the balcony of my house, and looked towards the direction of the portal. After thinking for a while, he gave up his plan to go there for commemoration. After all, as the person who built the portal and organized the migration, as the Dragon Emperor of Atas, he had some intention of seeking credit in the past, and would divert and interfere with their current mourning. Let them keep pure condolences. Tyrion was at the portal, and I believe he would handle it well.
"What's wrong?" Dogian did not have the ability to predict the future, so he asked while having a full mind of clothes.
"Alda was destroyed and disappeared completely. The portal was automatically closed and the address navigation disappeared." Zhao Mai said: "This shows that Yiluvita has delayed the news of my victory to the limit."
"Fortunately, you have moved most of the people to this world. In addition to the elves in Verinor, as well as Vera and Maiya, you have tried your best. By the way, will the death of the Z-worm cause problems for you?"
Zhao Mai held the balcony with both hands, looked at Dogian who walked beside him, and shook his head slightly: "I will feel a little sad and will pass soon. I am not worried about the z-worm, what I worry about is the earth. Yiluvita spared no effort to protect the world of origin, but who could make him feel threatened? He once said 'cut off those clues'. What exactly are clues? Will it find this place and affect our homes?"
He looked at Shatili walking in the courtyard, and the fateful Shiriya was with her side. The two talked and laughed and discussed novels from the Arda world. The reserved grain marked the territory under the legion mushrooms, shook his legs, and went to sleep under the holy tree to lie down. The little flower was still inside the holy tree, strengthening its green dream and natural force, and at the same time strengthening itself with the power of the holy tree. Everyone was living a stable and peaceful life, but Zhao Mai felt a little uneasy because of Arda's disappearance.
He still couldn't explain what his "while" was going on, but every time before was very accurate. This time the uneasiness came from a distant place, a place he knew but was unfamiliar with. He scratched his head and said to Dogian: "I think I need to go back to Earth."
"What happened? Did you foresee something?" Dogian raised his eyebrows to his left.
"I can't tell you what it is. I just feel... It's logical that there shouldn't be any problem. After all, Atas's time is relatively still. I've been here for a thousand years, and a second will not pass on the earth. But I... always feel that something is wrong."
"You are so strong, can anyone do anything to you? Moreover, this world is under your control and others can't get in at all, what else can happen?"
"I knew a little bit long ago: I can't believe in advertisements." Zhao Mai said with a smile: "I used to think that my car was really indestructible, but I spent a lot of money just to repair it. This Atas is protected by the Alliance of the Rings, unless I agree that others can't get in. But isn't this also the publicity of the Alliance of the Rings? I'm very confident in treatment, regeneration, ecological environment, these aspects, but I lack too much knowledge about space, destiny, time, etc. After all, I'm not invincible. Even if I can't kill me, I can exile me in the void. I can transform matter and transform life, but I can't make it out of nothing. If I switch to Rajat, I will be helpless by the hollow plane."
"So?" Dogian didn't understand Zhao Mai's thinking a little: "Do you want to be comprehensive?"
"How is it possible? I am just reminding myself not to be proud." Zhao Mai pointed to the yard: "In Atas, no one can threaten me anymore. At the level of world will, I have an absolute advantage, and all that is left is only a matter of time. Several Witch Kings decided to follow Polis to leave here, and I let them go, completely ending the history of Witch King's rule. Android Penis and Nibenna decided to stay, but they also tactfully gave up their rule, leaving with treasures and collections. Within the monitoring range of Xirang, they could no longer use the magic dragon transformation, nor could they use obsidian balls to store energy, and the Pure Tower was closely monitored by Zworms. However, after a while, the holy tree could control the sun plane, and the root of the power of the Pure Tower was in control. Huh... the more I was at this time, the more I had to be alert."
"What I admire most is that your thinking is stronger than your strength." Dogian leaned on Zhao Mai's shoulder and said softly: "When are you going to return to Earth?"
"The world will completely win, the holy tree controls the sun plane, and then I will leave." Zhao Mai said: "Actually, I just left and came back in a flash."
Chapter completed!