"Atomic Universe", in the Tower of Babel.

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

"What's wrong?" Lucien asked strangely. With her arcane level, she wouldn't have been stunned for so long after being shocked, right?

Hearing Lucien's voice, Natasha seemed to wake up from her dream, and Yin Zi's eyes shining brightly: "Although this delayed selection experiment cannot prove that the 'cause and effect law' of strict time can be destroyed, I wonder, is the 'Sword of Truth' based on this principle? The 'Cause and effect law' is destroyed, so any means of resurrection are invalid?"

Lucien looked at her with a serious expression and looked her up and down, making her who had always been confident and determined slightly stunned. Am I right?

After a few minutes of this quiet and solidified atmosphere, just as Natasha couldn't help but continue speaking, Lucien suddenly laughed and laughed happily: "You're thinking too much."

"Is that so? This is not my strength!" Natasha was not hit at all, looking as if she was taken for granted.

Lucien curled his smile and nodded slightly, "Being able to take the initiative to think about the arcane principle corresponding to the bloodline of the 'Sword of Truth' is a huge progress. Only by understanding what it is can you know how to go on. Although I am not sure, I have a vague idea of ​​your bloodline power. When I come back from the ancient hell, I may be able to tell you what it is."

"Really?" Natasha was surprised and happy when she heard Lucien's words. How to walk the next path of the knight is one of the centers of her life. Her monthly "meditation" experience made her understand that if she wants to find out her own knight path, then understanding or figuring out her own bloodline is an indispensable prerequisite. Otherwise, at most, she can become a third-level epic knight like the "Heart of Time" through hundreds of years of accumulation. Going further, she can't even think about it.

For a knight like her who is good at fighting and has a strong will, exploring and studying her own bloodline is a shortcoming, and it may take a long time to understand it, but fortunately there is a great arcane by her side, a great arcane master famous for her research!

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

She no longer bothered with the previous questions because she believed that Lucien would definitely not deceive herself on such an important issue. He said that if he had an idea, then he would definitely have an idea. When he came back from the ancient hell, he would know.

"I have gained a lot from the two experiments this time. After I build a few more magics, it is time to go to the 'Ancient Hell' to verify one of my ideas. At that time, everything will have an answer." Lucien said vaguely, "Although the 'Hell Lord' has arrived steadily in the main material world, His true body must be in the depths of hell, so I went alone this time. Moreover, the current situation is undercurrent, and you can respond in time if you stay in Rentat."

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

She knew very well that although she had the shield of truth and the sword of truth, her actual combat power was equivalent to the third level of legend, she would still be crushed when facing a godlike god. Moreover, she was not a magician and did not have so many strange life-saving magic. Following her to the ancient hell would only drag Lucien down. He was at the peak of the legend, and he would fight and leave whenever he wanted to go. Even when facing a godlike god, she would have various ways to escape.

"During this time, I will develop a new legendary spell that can help us to "communicate" across the border. Once there is an emergency, we can notify each other." Lucien tried his best to make careful preparations, but he didn't care. With the Speaker in Alin, unless Viken casts the magical submission technique like he is desperate, or all other gods join forces, there is really nothing worth notifying across the border. Instead, he who has entered the ancient hell may encounter some strange things.

"'Cross-border' communication?" Natasha repeated the word. With her knowledge, she had never heard of other ways of cross-border contacts in addition to establishing a stable 'Gate of Another World', so she was quite confused and curious.

Lucien nodded and smiled, "This legendary communication technique can indeed communicate across different dimensions, but it can only be used once and the information transmitted is limited, and communication encoding needs to be pre-arranged. Perhaps, maybe when you determine a certain state here, I will collapse into another state accordingly, and by combining these states to obtain information, just like binary encoding."

"It feels based on the strange properties of microscopic particles..." Natasha was influenced by her eyes and made a judgment with certainty. Then she adjusted her mood and tweeted, "You said you have gained a lot from these two experiments today. What exactly is it? Is it affirming that the 'observer effect' or can the 'cause and effect law' be destroyed?"

Lucien could feel the curiosity she had been hiding, and laughed: "For me, the most important gain is that under such experimental design and conditions, these two experiments can be completed with electrons. Originally, the Speaker and I planned 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 is not something that amateurs like her can understand.

"What a difference? This involves quantum field theory, wave dynamics, matrix mechanics..." Lucien deliberately cited a lot of theories.

"Stop, stop, stop." Natasha was so angry that she quickly called to stop and changed the topic. "In the first experiment, the electron's trajectory mark was erased through design experiments, so the experimenter could not obtain this part of the information, so the interference fringe was still there, making people feel the existence of the 'observer effect', but this does not fully prove the problem. If the trajectory mark was not erased, but the experimenter was blindfolded, blocked his ears, and blocked his perception, then does the interference fringe still exist? There is no 'observer' in this way?"

Lucien looked at Natasha in surprise. Perhaps it was because he didn't understand enough that he could ask such a question.

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

"Suppose there is a mysterious existence that does not cause an observer effect..." Natasha used her imagination, "Why do you guess it simply from theoretical deduction?"

"I guess?" Lucien smiled, "I guess there may be interference fringes, or there 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 of the 830th year of the Holy Calendar, the weather was like fire, burning everything.

The famous city of the Syracuse Kingdom, Anhadur, and the Cathedral of Redemption.

An archbishop wandered anxiously in front of the prayer room, waiting for the reception from the Cardinal.

"Why haven't the lord finished his prayer yet? A new cult has been found in a nearby manor..." The archbishop paced back and forth, touching his head and sighed. In recent years, cults have emerged one after another. As soon as one hit, another appeared, making the young and strong-willed himself whiter his hair early. "And this cult seems to be able to summon high-level evil things. If the lord doesn't take action, it will be difficult for the few people from the referee to completely wipe out it."

Thinking that the siege was imminent, the Archbishop became more and more anxious and decided to pluck the courage to knock on the door and urge it.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdong, the Archbishop bent his fingers and knocked on the door, but as soon as he tried hard, the door creaked and stepped back and opened a gap.

"Don't close?" The Archbishop felt a little bad, and hurriedly pushed the door open and cast his eyes in.

Then, his gaze froze.

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

"Sir, have you been swallowed by the holy light?" the Archbishop said to himself in a daze.

This is not his keen reaction, but in the past six months, with the results of the two thinking experiments of Lucien Evans, the "Three Views Destroyer", spreading, dozens of cardinals were swallowed by the holy light while praying, making everyone feel fear and their faces changed when they talk about the two words Lucien Evans.

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The bleak gray sky and a soundless environment, the necropolis will always be so monotonous and boring.

Lucien's hands were inserted into the pocket of a long black double-breasted dress, slowly walking among the undead creatures, the ghoul with claws, the slow and hideous zombies, the wandering ghosts, the bandages of mummies surrounded him, but he didn't know his existence, because he gave people a hallucination that was scattered in space at this time.

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

Along the way, Lucien did not encounter a wise undead spirit. It seemed that they all smelled the danger and dared not approach it.

Lucien looked as he walked, paying attention to whether there was any change in the temple of the Necromancers, but he found nothing. It was not until he arrived at the soul fireplace and was about to enter the "World of the Door", that he felt legendary necromancers such as the Lich King were wandering around, but they had no idea that they had to take action. Anyway, Lucien had been here twice, and there would be no new losses when he came a few more times. Why bother to fight to the death?

This is considered to be afraid of being beaten!

——The second time was when we contacted "monster" Viken for cooperation.

Looking up at the soul fireplace, looking at the "face" overlapping "Lucion" with "Summer Wind", Lucien laughed softly and walked to the entrance of "World of the Door".

"What are you doing again?" "Monster" Vicken's voice sounded hoarse, and what happened last time made His situation worse.

Lucien said, "I'll tell you, I'm going to go to the ancient hell."

"You're here for this kind of thing?" "Monster" Viken raised his voice, thinking that Lucien was the madman.

Lucien took out the moon timepiece, popped up the cover, and looked at the time: "No? Well, after telling you, I have to prepare to set off."

"Monster" Viken can no longer speak.

Lucien turned and left, thinking in his heart that no change had happened...
Chapter completed!