Like the adjacent D&K, Sanyou Bookstore also has a loft.
If there is a loft, there is a staircase.
With a staircase, you can enter the conference room of the seven deadly sins.
Zheng Qing, wearing the ruby ring, walked down the stairs seven steps first, then walked up three steps upside down, five steps down, and one upside down.
When I was studying in school, I felt that this process was full of the unique charm of mystical magic, but after being exposed to legendary existence, Zheng Qing's vision became much more transcendent, and he could easily feel the strong style of "ritual magic" from this process. In his impression, this type of magic is mostly related to sacrificial or worship activities. In other words, this ritual magic is not something that the young wizards in the school who have not registered yet can complete.
No matter how talented a little wizard is, it won’t work.
As soon as he thought of this, a light red flashed in Zheng Qing's eyes, and he carefully looked at the changes in time and space around the stairs.
Sanyou Bookstore was originally built at the intersection of high and low dimensions. Compared with other parts of the world, the dimensional lines here are naturally much weaker and more complex. In the eyes of the young legend, you can clearly see several unfamiliar dimensional lines poking out from the void, and hesitating, hesitating and landing on the stairs of Sanyou Bookstore.
The light redness in his eyes faded away.
As I remembered, Zheng Qing saw white mist rolling out quietly under the stairs, and in a moment it flooded the entire stairs.
"—It is not easy for a school to develop a miracle. Don't mess it up with clumsy!" Huang Huali poked her neck and shouted into the stairwell.
"I know, I know...I'm not a child."
Zheng Qing waved his hand and walked down through the white mist without looking back. Soon, he saw a bronze secret door with an ancient shape at the end of the white mist.
What a delicate structure.
He sighed in his heart that the connection method of looking at the Seven Deadly Sins has exceeded the ability of many families or organizations in the alliance, and even has a hint of legendary color.
This kind of "legacy" is not a legend in the sense of level, but is somewhat similar to the concept of legend that wizards pursue.
Just like the school's Shushan Pavilion or the Huanfu Gallery, many magical existences that have been around for a certain period of time will gradually give birth to a trace of legendary color through word of mouth. However, unlike wizards, this legendary color cannot support these magical creatures to live or become real legends, but will only give them a little legendary ability.
This conference room for the Seven Deadly Sins is obviously the same.
Being able to penetrate the guardian magic array of the First University, cross the constraints of time and space, and connect to different stairwells. Just think about it carefully, you can feel how magical this is.
The "Ground Dragon Express" created by the alliance consumes a lot of resources is just like this.
With this feeling.
Zheng Qing's eyes fell on the grimace on the bronze door and the complex hollow runes around it.
"--Good evening."
The young legend greeted him in a kind manner.
"Ho ho...hiss?!"
The harsh laughter on the door just came out, and it swallowed it back. The hard lines on its face seemed to melt, twisting into a flattering look: "—Hello, noble legend, is there anything you can help you?"
Zheng Qing suspected that if he gave it a pair of hands, he would definitely be learning to rub his hands by flies now.
"Don't you know me anymore?" Zheng Qing couldn't help laughing.
"Of course, my lord...you are the greatest guilty lord in the history of the seven deadly sins." The blue face flattered without hesitation: "When you first came, I concluded that you must be the most suitable guilty lord."
Zheng Qing took out his ears.
This grimace was not so polite at the beginning.
"—How do you know I'm a legend now?"
He asked curiously - he has not used legendary magic power now. In theory, the magic level should not be much different from that of ordinary registered wizards.
The ghost face complimented: "The ancients said, 'The dragon can be big and small, and can rise and hide; when it is big, it will prosper and fog, and when it is small, it will hide in the form; when it is rising, it will fly into the universe, and when it is hidden, it will lurk in the waves'... The legend is the same. You just stand at the door, and our entire conference room has become dazzling. This is my honor and the glory of the seven deadly sins."
"——hiss, it sounds like a magic like "brightening" is solidified in this conference room." The blue snake lowered its head gracefully and analyzed in Zheng Qing's ear.
Zheng Qing felt that the bronze secret door in front of him seemed to be trembling.
"Open the door."
He smiled and ordered, before the door opened, he remembered that he had not changed into the costume of the Seven Deadly Sins: "Oh, wait, I haven't worn a mask and gloves yet."
"No, you don't need to do any disguise. The conference room of the Seven Deadly Sins is your biggest disguise." The blue face flattered, and the voice seemed to have been smeared with honey, and the door was quietly opened.
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White mist poured into the door like running water.
Zheng Qing crossed the threshold.
The originally small and dim conference room suddenly began to expand.
The low ceiling kept arching upwards, as if the ribs of a giant beast that was breathing deeply. Tens of millions of ribs intersected with each other a high dome, and a faint smell of sulfur oozing out between the ribs.
The surrounding walls fell apart in the expansion, replaced by tall pillars, with stone drums covered with skin underneath them, and dense evil spells squirming on the body of the pillars. Just a glance makes people feel dizzy.
The original conference table also disappeared.
Appearing directly below the dome is a long and narrow lava pool, with eight high-backed chairs around the pool - seven of which are cast from black iron, with scarlet iron chains wrapped around the back and armrests; the remaining one is carved out of obsidian, with a golden scale on the left side of the chair and a bloodshot eyeball on the right.
Zheng Qing covered her face with her hands and walked forward two steps.
White mist rolled at his feet, and whenever his steps fell, wailing faces appeared on the floor, as if they were killed in hell.
"——It's so exaggerating! It's so exaggerating!"
The young legend finally couldn't help it and stopped the crazy arrangement of the conference room. He said angrily: "This is the meeting of several students exchanging underground information. How does it feel like you are the place where the real devils meet? Change it back! Change it back for me! Just a little bit of it!"
"But..." The white mist condensed a grimace under Zheng Qing's feet with a diligent expression.