Jonah took a deep breath and saw the hot breath in his mouth crackling in the air, freezing into broken ice and falling. The cool breeze from the northern continent filled his chest, allowing his violently beating heart to gradually calm down. The young man bent down to pick up the ashes. The fragment of the unnamed book, which is less than the size of a palm, can be barely read through the starlight in the sky. A familiar line of words, "There are red angels living on the high peaks, and blue demons living in the deep caves. There are a group of people who do not believe in God." People who do not believe in the devil live in the plains. They do not need blessings and curses. They only need to sow, harvest, thresh, be born, grow, and die. Ayala and Gamaliel must make a choice when the fire rises. False Castle,”
This is the eleventh prophecy that has never been fulfilled. The prophecies of the betrayer Segres are becoming more and more obscure. Jonah is still unclear whether the tenth prophecy has been fulfilled. "The pagans with strange names will point out "He is the enemy of Gamaliel and the disciple of the blasphemer. Another door will be opened to the new son of Erion." Now these vague words have turned into ashes, and the young man stared at the eleventh prophecy for a long time. , and then hold the broken chapter tightly in the palm of his hand.
"Don't panic," the astrologer said to himself, "No matter who the betrayer is, they can't influence the trajectory of this world... I am Jonah, a fifth-level astrologer, a member of the Pitchfork Team,,,not Slaves of fate,"
He turned around and saw that the "Zero Kai" star array had long been extinguished. Large areas of snow had melted. Traces of Gilberto's spiral were deeply engraved on the ice. The lavender ball in the center of the spiral opened into six The petal revealed a faint light inside. The young man walked across the steaming ice field, squatted down, and reached out to touch the object obtained from the thorn elf barrier.
The surface of the sphere is unexpectedly fragile, breaking into powder at the slightest touch. There is a small white dot suspended in the center of the sphere. The color, texture and shape are not like any known material. If it is said, it looks closer. The void world constructed by the first-generation mentor in the turbulence of time and space. Jonah got closer and observed carefully, and found that this point would not become larger as the distance approached. Even if it was brought close to his eyes, it would still be a pinpoint-sized white light. Compared with the real thing, , rather it is an abstract dot in mathematics and geometry.
Jonah is not a person who dares to take risks. If he were in the past, he would never touch such inexplicable things. But in the northern continent where the stars shine tonight, there is no hesitation in the young man's heart. This is not reckless, but calm. Facing the unknown courage, he slowly reached under the white spot and held it up with his palm. However, the light spot sank into his leather gloves, penetrated the skin, entered the blood, and became invisible.
A snowflake fell slowly and rested on the tip of the astrologer's nose. The snow did not melt. It was not because the laws of physics failed, but because the world in Jonah's eyes suddenly stopped. An extremely complex information suddenly poured into his mind, like a storm. It swept through the spiritual world, wreaking havoc on every groove of memory, emotion, thinking and judgment. The young man's soul was torn apart, shattered and then put back together again. His appearance was changing every moment. He couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't Shedding tears, unable to moan due to the huge pain, rolling with the waves like a victim swept by a flash flood, the door to darkness opened, and this terrifying mental power was dragging him to an extremely deep place.
At this time, a light flashed in the storm, and the pure white light flashed away. Jonah's soul clearly saw 100 million souls singing in unison in the light. At this moment, he understood the meaning of these messages. , this is a hint, a map, a coordinate. Hidden in the sphere is a bridge to another world. It is a strange dimension, even in the space-time vortex opened by the "Type Zero Kai" star array. It has never appeared. If we use Gilberto Gilberto's theory to explain all this, the ten thousand places that the first generation of mentors went to are bubbles around the world's soap bubbles, while the world in front of us is far away. In the darkness, if no one points the way, even the owner of the space-time star array cannot reach it.
The traitor Segres buried the beacon of another world in the barrier.
He asked the thorn elves to guard this coordinate for a full thousand years.
The person the elves are waiting for is a strong man with the power of time and space. Only the master of time and space can read this beacon.
Three hundred years ago, a dwarf with a blue hat came to Ringolpant, announcing that the long-awaited man was "coming soon."
That person never appeared, but at this time the volcano erupted and the northern continent was destroyed again. This was called the "Dawn of the Second Age."
At the same time, another disaster occurred in the southern continent, although it was much smaller in scale, it affected the entire world.
In order to explore the secrets of the upper world, the first-generation mentor Gilberto Gilberto used the seventh Seal of the Gods to activate the space-time star array, and eventually fell into the turbulence of time and space together with the astrology tower "Alicia" and could never come back.
Gilbertnaion once wanted to explore the northern continent, so his followers built the steam submarine ship "San Gilberto" and waited under the ice on the edge of the continent.
But the first-generation mentor was swallowed up by time and space. He never came to the Northern Continent. The loyal crew members died in depression, and the submarine ship was buried in the dust of history.
All the clues are connected together.
The person that the Thorn Elf is waiting for is Gilberto Gilberton.
They want to give the space-time beacon left by the traitor Segres to the master of the space-time star array.
By mistake, what they were waiting for was the apprentice of the first generation mentor hundreds of years later, a fifth-level astrologer who gradually understood the secrets of time and space with the help of the Annihilation Star Array. They thought that Jonah was the promised person, but they did not know that the real master of time and space had already been there. It was destroyed into ashes three hundred years ago.
However, how did the traitor Segres predict the appearance of Gilbernaion a thousand years ago, and how did he leave the prophecy of the unnamed book to drive the rotation of the fate of the astrologer's apprentice a thousand years later? This mysterious signpost Where does it lead to, and what role does the bit hidden at the edge of time and space play in the future of this world?
Solve a mystery and open a lock, only to find that the box contains more complicated locks, and there are more puzzles hidden behind the puzzle. Jonah wants to see all the secrets, but at this moment he can only feel pain and annoyance. And helpless, because the tide of massive information is receding, and his current ability is simply not enough to control the space-time star array, or even record the beacon information. Sounds are turned into words, and words are turned into graphics. That is a huge number. In combination with the pattern, even if Jonah cannot cross the time and space barrier, he can still be sure that the coordinates must be completely accurate. A small mistake will cause the destination to be very far away.
"Remember, remember, remember," the young man's soul roared. He used all his mental energy to imprint the information into the sea of consciousness. Time began to thaw, and the ice crystals on the tip of the young man's nose were melting. "Ah," the voice came from his mouth. When he came out, he suddenly fell to his knees and stretched out his hand to grab the tail of the time and space beacon, but the information had completely disappeared, and all he touched was the eternal starlight.
Jonah opened his deerskin bag and poured out his exercise book and charcoal. He started writing and drawing crazily while his memory was still clear. The cold made his fingers unable to control his movements. He activated the temperature-control star array to increase his body temperature, leaving one complicated line after another on the tip of his pen. Mathematical formulas and mysterious figures covered one page of papyrus in an instant, and then spread on the next page. However, memory is not a loyal partner. Ten minutes later, Jonah wrote the last number "5", sat down on the ground slumped, and wrote A fifteen-page exercise book was scattered on the ground. He had tried his best to reproduce the road signs just now, but his memory had faded and less than one-tenth of the information was recorded.
He failed. The incomplete signpost had no meaning at all. The treasure that the thorn elves had guarded for thousands of years became worthless. "Bang," the young man broke the charcoal pen with trembling fingers. The stubble pierced his gloves, and a drop of blood fell to the ice. , the emotions that had been accumulated for a long time suddenly burst out. He grabbed the exercise book and violently tore it in half, tore the paper into pieces, tore it up, tore it up again, and sprinkled chaotic white butterflies into the sky with all his strength, "Damn it, damn it, everything." If you can't do it well, damn it." He covered his head and fell down, panting heavily. His face was pale, and suddenly a weird smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "...Why am I so angry? These are all fake, the first generation. The mentor said that these are all fake. Both the elves and myself are just playthings created by the people above. Haha, why should I be angry? Really, I am really naive..."
Jonah laughed maniacally, grabbed handfuls of shredded paper and threw it up. This dangerous hysteria was stopped by an accidental discovery. A piece of shredded paper fell on his face. The young man shook his head angrily, but he glanced at the writing on the paper. Add a few words: "...Grice said: These are six..."
He had no memory of writing such words. In fact, he had no idea what he had scribbled on the paper during his frantic copying. The name of Segres frightened him, and his sanity gradually returned to his body. Na carefully placed the piece of paper on the ground, and then looked around for pieces of paper that could be put together.
Half an hour later, most of the sheet in the exercise book had been restored, and it could barely be read. After a lengthy number, it was written in the common language of the Western Continent:
"Segres said: This is the 'Treasure of Frost' among the six treasures. If you follow the path pointed out by the Treasure of Frost, you will obtain 'immortality'.
You said: No one can be immortal except gods.
"Exactly," Segres said.
This conversation is like the betrayer's guidance to the person who opened the sphere. So, there are six time and space beacons guarded by the ancient race, and each beacon can bring an ability. Yona thought blankly. As he stood, the sky behind him suddenly became brighter.
The young man turned around and saw a fire burning in the northern sky. The flames shot straight into the sky, covering up the light of the aurora. Jonah had never seen such a fire in his life, and he had never felt such a huge, sharp, and sharp force. Malicious, he was unable to move, watching the evil flames transform into a giant dragon with teeth and claws, and then suddenly disappeared into the sky, as if it had never existed.
"Just saying hello," said the man thirty-three miles away.