After walking out of the exhibition room, Lorraine Hill came to another room nearby.
As soon as I walked into this room, what appeared in my eyes was the sky battleship model suspended in the center, which was reduced thousands of times. It was matte black with a sense of technology, and the lines faintly emerging on the surface were like precise circuits. There were up and down in the center.
There are two twin main guns, and the sloping side armor can also expose firing holes.
The appearance of this model reminds Lorraine Hill of the shape in many past science fiction concepts, which is slender, simple, and efficient.
On the surrounding walls were bookshelves filled with books, in which books of all sizes and shapes were placed. Lorraine Hill stepped forward, took one, opened it and looked at it.
Many of them are design sketches developed at that time, as well as conceptual foundations, etc., which describe step by step how this sky battleship was manufactured and operated. Even with the excavations of the Twilight Era, in order to further adapt to the manufacturing capabilities of this era, some
Many improvements, optimizations, or compromises have been made.
It can be seen that Oz's creation of sky battleships was only the first step, and their larger goal was to build interstellar travel ships in preparation for sailing into space and exploring the galaxy and universe.
After a long time, Lorraine Hill walked out of the room and opened a room on the right. There were also many books placed here, but the difference from before was that the placement here was obviously arranged by year. There were also books on the bookshelves.
Marking the ages of each era.
He casually took down a few books and opened them. Lorraine Hill looked through the texts and drawings, and then continued to open a few more books to read.
These books record many early prototypes of magic technology, as well as the forks and ideas encountered in the step-by-step development, and then how history was chosen and advanced. Like a clear context, it tells the story of the magic sequence from the early days
A glorious process from poverty to flourishing and all-round development.
Looking at the stories of the masters and pioneers in history, one can't help but feel excited. Many of them have indeed dedicated their lives to research and development.
And this also made Lorraine Hill sigh, lamenting the ruthlessness of time and the changes in people's hearts. Even the country that was full of expectations back then was gradually moving to extreme extremes and slowly degenerating.
After losing Dorothy, the witch, the descendants of Oz not only lost a pioneer of the magic sequence, but also lost their long-standing helmsman, so that in the end, the descendants of this group of wizards slowly
Lost in the ocean of technology and knowledge, my vision is no longer as clear as it used to be.
After walking out of the room, Lorraine Hill turned to the door in the middle, but the strange thing was that the door could not be opened. In Lorraine Hill's perception, there was solid soil and rocks behind the door, and there was no room.
Holding back her curiosity and confusion for the time being, she came to the last room in the corner.
There is a unique golden pattern around this door, and a precisely cut obsidian is inlaid above the main door, symbolizing the owner's fate with black.
After holding her hand on the handle, suddenly, a strange cool feeling spread along the handle to her arm, and in the girl's eyes, her fingers instantly turned into crystal white.
A familiar and dangerous power surged into my heart.
Oops, it was a trap. But in the critical situation, she had no chance to escape.
Bright starlight suddenly appeared in the light blue eyes, and then there was only a crashing sound. Lorraine Hill broke away and took a few steps back, half-crouching on the ground.
When she looked up again, a white crystal statue appeared in front of her.
The statue looked exactly like me, almost like a life-size copy. And this statue was holding the doorknob in astonishment, motionless.
She gasped with lingering fear, and then touched her neck, only to find that the pendant Tidais gave her before had been broken into pieces.
Recalling Titus's warning before she left, it meant that the pendant protected her from this violation. It was like a phantom replacement, replacing her shadow with herself, bearing it instead, being petrified by the crystal, and she briefly became
Get rid of the shadow and be freed from this curse.
When she calmed down again and stood up, the statue of herself in front of her had turned into gray crystal powder and piled up on the ground.
Every witch cannot underestimate it. After all, power is more conceptual than extraordinary power. Lorraine Hill thought to himself, then stepped back more than ten steps, and a blood-red spear emerged from the air.
She held the hairpin that Trinasha left for her in her hand, and then projected the spear.
Sure enough, when the spear was shot into the door, it instantly crystallized and turned into snow-white salt grains.
But the more he blocked it, the more it inspired Lorraine Hill to want to find out.
She condensed the blood-red spear again, and this time it was not just one, but nearly a hundred spears emerged from the void, pointed forward, and projected out densely.
Like a flash of red light, red marks cut through the underground space and shot into the walls and door frames.
Snow-white colors continued to emerge, and the surrounding walls were further cut. In the end, only a single door frame remained in place, and the surrounding walls more than 3 meters thick collapsed, revealing the small space behind it.
Carefully bypassing the cursed door, Lorraine Hill came to the room at the back.
If it hadn't been for the massive destruction just now, this would be a very cozy room, she thought.
The decoration in the room is relatively simple, and the colors of the furniture are mostly light blue and white. Looking at the furnishings inside, it is probably a bedroom, and it should be some years old. Lorraine Hill can see some signs of wear and tear on the corners.
.
Is this the place where Dorothy lived in the past? She couldn't help but think so, looking at the familiar style dresser, she walked forward and opened the drawer unconsciously, as if it was instinctive.
The diary that appeared in the drawer seemed to respond to the familiar feeling in my mind.
Sure enough, Dorothy also left her own records. Was this Lagerdis's teachings or her unconscious imitation?
With a feeling of nostalgia, Lorraine Hill touched the diary inlaid with black gems. She turned it over and looked at the note on the back of the diary. Her eyes widened slightly.
[If this note and diary are seen by you, it must be that I am no longer here. What a pity. There are obviously many things I want to do, but unfortunately I can no longer see them. Even so, I still left this diary.
, I hope there will be latecomers to fulfill that unfinished dream.
If you want to break away from the fog of history and see clearly the reality behind it.
Then say this activating mantra loudly, and I will tell you the cruel truth of this world.]
