At the top of the tower in the clouds, there is a locked room.
In the room, the windows were closed tightly, making the already dark space appear even deeper.
The only light source in the entire room is the crystal ball embedded in the floor in the center of the room. It emits a faint blue light from time to time, adding a cold light to the silence.
Under the cold blue light that flickers on and off, one can vaguely see Rhine sitting cross-legged next to the crystal ball, eyes tightly closed.
This peaceful atmosphere has been maintained for several days. Until now, under the tightly closed eyelids, the pupils began to move. About five minutes later, Rhine finally opened his eyes.
"call……"
Rhine let out a long breath, and the silent space became alive with this breath. All the extinguished candlesticks and fires on the walls, in front of the long table, and in the fireplace were rekindled with bright firelight.
After the light dispelled the darkness, Rhine looked at the crystal ball in front of him.
The crystal ball still flashed rhythmically with a faint blue light. When the blue light suddenly appeared, Rhine stretched out his index finger and lightly touched the smooth ice glass surface.
A stream of faint blue information emerged from the crystal ball and entered Rhine's index finger.
"Five days have passed. Let me see if there is any problem at the Star Pond ruins." Rhine whispered to himself: "Except for the tree spirit who sent a magic message and was stopped outside the tower, there was no one else.
Send a message."
In fact, what Rhine mainly wanted to see was whether there was any news from Granny Iron Armor, because she was in charge of the Xingchi Ruins for the time being. Since there was no message, it meant that there should be no major problems with the Xingchi Ruins.
As for the news about the tree spirit... they did not directly wake him up from seclusion, but sent a magic message. Obviously it was not an important matter and could be dealt with later.
Rhine stood up, walked to a metal instrument in the shape of a silver morning glory, and flicked several arcs of light in the energy horizon. As the arcs of light trembled, the morning glory immediately began to move.
This arc of light is an energy-level information exchange developed through the path of absorbing demons. When Rhine activates it, he naturally intends to pass some news to certain people.
After all this was done, Rhine sat back in front of the crystal ball and inadvertently glanced at the single-sided glasses placed next to the crystal ball.
Looking at this pair of glasses, Rhine sighed softly unconsciously.
The reason why he suddenly went into seclusion these days was because of these glasses. In seclusion, Rhine calmed down his impetuous thoughts and thought about the Savage Cave, the Wilderness of Dreams, and Angel's future.
Of course, all futures have Angel at the core.
After thinking about it for the past few days, Rhine has roughly set a tone. The news he spread through the demon-absorbing road was also to pave the way for this tone and release some news in advance.
When the preparation is almost complete, all core members will be called in for a meeting to formally announce future policies.
Rhine was actually quite emotional when he thought that the future that had been developing peacefully would suddenly go in another direction. But he also knew very well that only "change" could bring Savage Cave to a higher level. What's more, this time's great changes
, with the Dream Wilderness in mind, it will never develop in a worse direction, so as the leader of the Savage Cave, he must do this.
"Angel..." Rhine pondered for a moment and whispered Angel's name softly, the emotion in his voice full of emotion.
Rhine thought that the Savage Cave would shine with a brilliance that had never been shown by previous leaders, but he did not expect that this light of glory would be on Angel, who had only joined the Savage Cave for a few years.
How could he not be moved by this?
Rhine himself has studied and practiced prophecy across different realms, but even so, he actually does not believe that there is a destined destiny in the world. Otherwise, when he chose the prophecy school, he would not have abandoned the river of destiny and chosen the Silent God.
.
But at this moment, Angel's figure appeared in his mind. For the first time, he felt so deeply that he might really be a descendant of destiny. Otherwise, why would Angel join the Savage Cave by such a coincidence, and in such a short period of time?
Growing to this height has just fulfilled Rhine's long-cherished wish for many years.
To be honest, at Rhine's level, he rarely had mood swings, but because of Angel's appearance, his mood began to fluctuate greatly.
There is both emotion and envy...even a slight jealousy.
But this kind of jealousy only lasted for a moment, and Rhine quickly put it out of his mind, because he knew very well that Angel's existence was the core of future development.
Not only must he not be jealous, he must also try his best to eliminate the threats around Angel.
The biggest threat to Angel at present is Germination.
Rhine's eyes flickered for a while, as if he was calculating.
Time passed, and it was almost an hour since Rhine woke up, and his thoughts were almost sorted. Rhine stretched out his hand towards the single-sided glasses, preparing to go in to see if the armored mother-in-law was there, and talk to him about future development.
However, Rhine quickly retracted his hand.
"Forget it, let's go check out the flying news from the tree spirit first. Just in time, let the tree spirit arrange some people to enter the wilderness of dreams to assist in the construction of the new city." Rhine thought about this, came to the window, and opened the door tightly.
Windows for many days.
After the window was opened, a pure white dove that had been hovering on the road to absorb demons slowly descended and landed on the window sill.
Rhine lightly touched the pigeon, and it immediately emitted a white light and scattered a large number of illusory white feathers.
At the same time, the figure of the tree spirit appeared in the white light.
"Angel has cracked the broken magic pattern, and he and I are about to explore the hidden room."
The first words spoken by the tree spirit in the flying news shocked Lain.
Although he is not as nosy about secret exploration as the tree spirit, the ruins where Angel is located and the Star Pond ruins were obviously built by the same person. Rhine is also very concerned about the situation of the hidden rooms, hoping to find some useful information.
"However, judging from the current situation, the hidden room is very dangerous. There is the light of nightmare inside, and my clone cannot withstand the erosion of the light of nightmare... If you forget the light of nightmare, call Reeves
Come out and let him explain it to you again."
"So far, we haven't found a way to crack the Nightmare Light.
"After you receive the information, you'd better come over."
…
On the other side, inside the hidden room.
When the tree spirit saw the desk next to the workbench, joy flashed in his eyes: "There are many leather papers and scrolls, and they may contain information about the hidden room and the nightmare light!"
Looking at the leather papers placed randomly on the table, Angel was also a little excited.
The most important thing in the wizarding world is knowledge.
There are so many vellum papers here, as well as processed pulp paper bindings, which definitely record a lot of information. Even if only some experimental data are recorded, this is a rare piece of knowledge. Compared with the star iron that I was looking for before, it is definitely worth more
high!
With joy, Angel controlled the field and slowly moved towards the desk.
Perhaps the nightmare light is already the biggest threat, and there is no need to use other mechanisms. Therefore, there was no danger on the way there.
As the field approaches, more pictures are revealed.
In front of them, there was not only a desk piled with a large amount of leather paper, but also a "concave"-shaped metal table about three meters directly in front of the desk.
That's... a storage analysis table!
The Object Analysis Table is a special auxiliary identification device that contains a large number of elements that can be related to the object to be identified. It is a deep extension of the Eye of Narda. Basically, every alchemist will have one.
The previous owner of this ruins, Tizzaro, suspected whether there was a hidden room in this ruins because the storage analysis table was missing in the laboratory on the third underground floor.
Now Tizarro's suspicion has been confirmed, and the storage analysis table is indeed in a hidden room.
Moreover, it is worth mentioning that there are obviously several dark shadows on this object analysis table, which seem to be things left behind by the previous owner and not taken away.
Angel took a closer look and confirmed that it was not a material, but some kind of prop.
"I can go take a look later." Angel did not immediately go to the object analysis table. Instead, he sat on the vine chair made by the tree spirit, picked up the leather paper on the table, and started to read.
This is a piece of leather paper that is obviously cut too small and is intended to be used for sewing.
But something seemed to have happened in the end. The paper was not sewn and stapled, and was just scattered on the table.
Angel took one look and frowned.
It's not that the shocking content recorded on the leather paper is simply because there are too many symbols on the leather paper that Angel doesn't recognize, as well as the formulas composed of these symbols. Their arrangement is very messy, as if the recorder was recording it.
, reached a certain deadlock, leaving a large black mass that was scratched out.
As for the symbols that Angel recognized, the arrangement at this time also made it difficult for him to understand.
The only thing that is certain is that this seems to be a record of an alchemical experiment.
Since he couldn't understand it, Angel simply put it aside and took another piece of paper. However, it was almost the same as the previous one, with messy formulas and complicated symbols...
Angel flipped through several pieces of paper on the table. They were all the same and basically incomprehensible.
But it's not without gain.
These drawings on the brightest surface represent the state in which the owner of the ruins was doing some difficult alchemy experiment before he left.
What the specific experiment is cannot be inferred at the moment.
Since no useful information was obtained from the vellum, Angel turned his attention to the pulp paper bound books piled aside. These special pulp paper bound books were neatly arranged and beautifully bound.
Messy and unclear experimental records.
"You can look at this pile."
When Angel was choosing which book to read, the tree spirit sitting on the other side of the desk suddenly pointed to a stack of bound pulp paper books next to him.
"I just flipped through these and found that they are all related to alchemy. I think they should be useful to you." The tree spirit started flipping through this pile. After discovering that it was about alchemy-related knowledge, he gave up. He
I don’t know how to make alchemy, so it’s useless to look at this.
Angel nodded. The three things he wanted to know most at the moment were things related to the hidden room, the light of nightmare, and the builder of the ruins.
It has now been determined that the builder of the ruins is an alchemist. From the alchemy books here, you may be able to glean some information related to him.
Angel picked up a book casually, and when he was about to open it, he found that the tree spirit opposite was reading a green-shell book, without blinking, as if he was in a trance.
"Culori's Notes Part One".
This is the name on the cover of the book. It looks like an autobiography or a diary?
While Angel was thinking about it, the tree spirit seemed to notice his direct gaze and explained with a smile: "This is a notebook with a clear date mark. I guess it was recorded by the owner of this hidden room.
"
As the tree spirit spoke, he showed the inside page of the book. Angel could clearly see that the date was marked on the upper right corner of the page: 5298 in the New Calendar.
It was about two thousand years ago.
On the contrary, it matches the age of the old equipment in the laboratory very well.
If nothing unexpected happens, this alchemist named Crowley may really be the creator of the ruins.
"Did you find anything?" Angel asked.
The tree spirit shook his head: "Not yet, the records are all very trivial things, and the protagonist of many stories is not Crowley, but a man named Belos. It can be seen from some details that it seems that this Crowley
I really want to bully Bellows, and I don’t know what the relationship between the two is."
Since the tree spirit was already reading "Part 1 of Crowley's Notes", Angel did not pick up the relevant diary, but looked at the bound pulp paper in his hand.
Opening the title page, Angel saw a row of very elegant cursive characters: Culori.
After seeing this name, Angel basically confirmed that Crowley should be the original owner of the ruins.
The title page only contains the name and does not record any other information. If Angel wants to know the specific content, he needs to read further.
When Angel turned to the second page and read the record above, he was suddenly stunned.
This is indeed related to alchemy, but it is completely different from what Angel imagined. This book is not a book related to a certain alchemy school, nor is it an alchemy record, but a... hand-drawn illustration.
The hand-drawn illustration on the first page is an elegant golden olive pattern round mirror that looks aristocratic.
With a few simple strokes, Culloli sketched out its essence, which looks like a dressing mirror with a handle that a lady would use.
At the bottom of the illustration, Crowley used elegant fonts to record information related to this dressing mirror.
The name of this dressing mirror is: The Voice of Oblivion
Under the name, it says: Hupa coefficient: 2
Further below, it is recorded that the Voice of Oblivion is currently held by a heartbroken witch.
Next, there is the effect of the voice of forgetfulness: if you chant a certain name repeatedly to this object, you will completely forget everything about it from the root. It is also effective for objects.
Finally, Culloli added some personal opinions, also known as remarks.
"If you recite your name repeatedly, slowly you will feel that your name becomes very strange."