Chapter 85
2021-04-08
Chapter 85 The Mysterious Black Slate
Watching this scene, the disappointment on Pekara’s face was about to overflow Here, her pink cheeks puffed up in dissatisfaction, she fingered her finger like a vent, and opened another metal cabinet.
Unlike the first metal cabinet, the second metal cabinet has only one horizontal panel, on which is placed a stone slab with the strange symbol of densely packed.
The slate is made from an ancient black gneiss, with slightly mutilated corners and obvious signs of weathering.
The symbols written on the slate do not belong to any language known to the trio—they have a grotesque dissonance with their sharp turns and deep sharp horns.
These character shapes are somewhat similar to the ancient Dragon Language that Anves studied, but there are distinct differences.
However, despite its extremely ancient and mysterious appearance, the slate itself does not have any magical fluctuations, and it seems to be just an ordinary relic excavated from an ancient ruin somewhere.
After sensing this, Pekara, who was excited for a moment because of the appearance of the slate, had her face down again.
“It’s a pity – it’s hidden in such a hidden room, and it’s still a secret room made of demon-loathing alloy. I also expect some high-level magic Rare Items to be hidden in it.”
Pekara He squeezed the staff in his hand and muttered softly, dissatisfied with the gap between ideal and reality.
“Pekara, our purpose is to learn after all, isn’t it? From a certain point of view, this slate may be a better harvest than high-level magic equipment.”
Anves carefully looked at the slate in front of him, laughed slightly, and Wen Yan comforted the girl.
Indeed, in the spirit strength perception, this is just an ordinary relic slate with an older age, without any abnormality.
But this unproblematic commonality is itself the biggest problem.
Theoretically, Claire’s strange qualities have come into play since she entered the house and discovered the underground passage as the house collapsed.
But until entering the secret room, apart from being blocked by the demon-loathing metal wall, nothing that could be called trouble happened at all.
This is totally out of character for her.
So, although he didn’t seem to be doing anything on the sidelines, Anves had already secretly probed the indoor item for safety.
Other things are normal. The most suspicious thing in the entire secret room is the stone slab in front of him.
“You’re right, Anves. Besides, it’s not that we really got nothing, that old coin is a treasure!”
Pekara Nodded hard, a cute smile on his face again.
“Pecara, Anves, there seems to be something wrong with this slate–”
Claire spoke suddenly, she stared at the slate in front of her, those weird little symbols densely packed, show The eyebrows gradually wrinkled.
“Did you find anything, Sister Claire Senior?”
Hearing the girl’s rare dignified voice, Anves moved in his heart.
“Look, these words, are they… are they moving?”
In a very uncertain tone, Claire spoke strangely and hesitantly.
“Text, moving?”
Anves was startled for a moment, then turned his head again, examining those tiny, strange symbols carefully.
Pekara was also attracted by Claire’s words, and she also stared at the ancient slate.
Unconsciously, Anves’s spirit suddenly became a little dazed, and everything around seemed to be turning into an illusion.
“It seems, it’s really moving…”
After an unknown amount of time, Pekara spoke in a low voice.
In Anves’ ears, her voice was soft, as if it came from far away.
Soon, Anves could no longer notice these details. In his perception, the soft silver rays of light from the surrounding walls dimmed a little.
The slate in the cabinet became very clear in his eyes, and the text on the black gneiss began to creep and swell strangely. The ravines of the symbol lines became extremely deep, like a bottomless abyss.
Under Anves’s gaze, those deep inscriptions widened and enlarged, gradually occupying all his perception, and the endless darkness hidden in them made him dizzy.
But in this darkness, he saw some fragments that did not belong to this time and space.
They mirrored the scraps of the real world, passing Anves at a terrifyingly fast speed.
The ancient cities, the twisted sky, the steaming sea, the desolate wilderness…
The scattered fragments are like bubbles emerging from the dark and deep sea, illusory and unreal, fleeting.
As the endless darkness continues to deepen, the passing fragments gradually begin to change, becoming more and more clear and solid.
Finally, Anves saw it—
A gigantic, completely different shard from the other Floating Light Sweeping Shadow, coming on!
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This is… where?
Anves opened his eyes.
There is a slate that is no different from before, and all the characters are back to normal, as if it has become an ordinary slate again.
Anves brows slightly wrinkle, intending to check on the other two.
But when he was about to make the move, Anves knew right away—
He couldn’t turn his head!
I tried to sense the magic accessories, family amulets, etc. on my body, but there was no response.
Anves frowned slightly in the heart again, and began to think about the possible reasons and solutions for his abnormal state.
At this moment, a hand reached out and closed the cabinet door, separating Anves’ sight from the slate.
The hand was long, slender and white. There are two slender magic rings on the index finger and ring finger, one silver and one blue, with the unique, elegant and gorgeous design style of high elves.
The sleeves above the wrists are made of a fine silk, which Anves identified carefully and found that the unique luster of this silk is very similar to an ancient elf silk.
From perspective, it’s his hand, but it’s not his —
There’s no doubt about it, though it’s not visible, Anves has identified him The current situation.
My consciousness is not in my original body, but in a state similar to the observer’s perspective.
Then, what is the identity of the previous owner of the current perspective? How did he get into this secret room?
While Anves pondered these questions, the previous owner of the perspective seemed to have done what he had to do, extinguished the illuminated magic candlestick, and turned to leave the chamber.
With the camera moving as she turns, Anves notices that the positioning array in the corner is lit.
A dim-blue radiance of clear 12 crystals is embedded in the core of the array, providing energy for teleportation and positioning.
Noticing this, Anves suddenly had a vague guess about the status quo.
The current scene, most likely a fragment of Ancient Era. I just don’t know what happened to the other two and whether they also watched the “documentary” together.
Goo——→recommended ticket
(end of this chapter)