"There are some dark things with no fixed shapes inside Gu——"
"Can you describe it in more detail?"
Hearing Pigeon's overly simple description, Anvis raised his eyebrows slightly.
At the same time, he walked to the tower door and pretended to observe the magic inscriptions on it to prevent Qiaomu from noticing anything unusual.
"Those sad existences squirm in the reflection of dreams. They are neither accepted by the real world nor tolerated by the dream world. They can only lurk in the cracks of nothingness and linger."
"And, although you saw the 'door' of the tower, the entrance to the tower is not at this angle! For you at this angle, there should be nothing inside -"
Seeing Anvis coming over, the pigeon flapped its wings and flew back to Anvis again.
"Can you explain it more specifically?"
Anvis blinked, a little confused by what Pigeon said.
"Just as a drop of water contains countless faces, the world also has endless angles."
"Things observed from one angle will become completely different when observed from another angle. Just like what you see from your angle is a 'pigeon' rather than a 'mirror'."
After finishing speaking, Pigeon added.
"You can go in and see for yourself Gu——"
"You mean, break this seal?"
After thinking about it, Anvis asked the pigeon in his mind.
"Will this have some bad impact on my island?"
"It will be a little bit, but it's no problem! It's like a grassland that already has ninety-nine lions. Even if one more is added, it won't make any fundamental changes to the living environment of other animals."
The pigeon stretched out its right wing, and the feathers at the tip of the wing were slightly curled, as if giving a thumbs up.
"Okay, let's forget it then."
Anvis shook his head slowly, took one last look at the huge gray-black tower, then turned and left.
This hidden giant island has been regarded by him as his secret base in the future, and he does not intend to pollute the environment here casually.
Although according to the currently known information, there is a curse on this island, a cult of alien gods, and the sealed ancient darkness, the pollution may be serious enough.
.….….
At around nine o'clock in the evening, Anvis and Qiaomu returned to the [Sleeping Siren] tavern.
Due to a sudden attack by members of the suspected island cult of gods, Anvis changed his itinerary for tonight and prepared to temporarily organize the intelligence collected during the day.
Different from the deserted place during the day, the sleeping sea monster is very noisy at night.
A bright flame crackled in the fireplace, and a huge chandelier made of fish oil candles illuminated the environment in the tavern.
Sailors, porters, workers...a large number of port city residents crowded here noisily, enjoying the leisurely after work during the day.
A sexy dancer with rippling honey-colored skin was spinning and dancing in the center of the tavern. The cool fabric was studded with shiny gold pieces, which sparkled under the orange-red flames.
The bard plucked the ancient lute and played a melodious foreign music in the corner of the tavern.
A large glass of ale with white foam, a whole grilled fish dripping with golden butter, the glasses were staggered, and the cups and plates were in a mess.
Some people in black robes gathered in a corner of the tavern, seemingly having some kind of party.
Anvis glanced over there. Although their clothes were similar to those of the heathen cultists, their demeanor was normal and there was no sense of fanaticism.
After passing through the lively environment on the ground floor of the tavern, Anvis slowly walked up to the third floor, with Jom following closely behind him.
Unlike the hall, the environment in the stairs is very quiet.
The candles on the wall cast a dim yellow light, which reflected on the brown cloaks of the two men, extending a deep and wriggling shadow beside them.
Returning to his room, Anvis closed the door, sat at the black oak desk by the window, and lit the thick fish oil candle in the corner of the desk.
By the warm yellow and bright candlelight, he took out the old secret scripture and placed it on the corner of the table.
Since arriving in this port city, for some unknown reason, the pages of the Old Secret Book have always remained slightly illuminated and seem to have become very active.
After checking the old secret scriptures briefly, I made sure there were no more strange changes.
With a thought, Anvis thought, and a dark silver necklace engraved with a strange five-pointed star appeared in his hand.
Those were the items left behind when two black-robed figures suspected of being pagans attacked him in the evening.
Under the illumination of the dancing candle flame, in the ravines of the five-pointed star on the surface of the silver jewelry, the black-green pigment seemed to be slowly squirming, looking a little evil.
The pendant is not a magic item, but its surface is stained with a strange aura of power.
This breath is very light, but it gives people a strong sense of ominousness and evil.
Obviously, the source of this power is definitely not a good thing.
Putting the dark silver necklace on the other side of the table, Anvis spread out the wide island map that the old explorer had given him earlier.
It was a copy of the original map in the hands of an old explorer, a special explorer's map.
Although the material looks like an ordinary parchment roll, it is actually made of specialized magical materials, with special magic attached to the surface, allowing you to freely zoom in and out on the area on the map.
Originally, the old explorer had no intention of sharing the map he had drawn through years of exploration with Avis.
But Avis gave too much——
Picking up the strange dark silver pendant with one hand, Anvis flipped his palm, and a platinum-gold destiny coin with a mysterious luster appeared in his other hand.
Zooming in on the topographic map of the Lavanles Port City area, he held the fate coin in his hand tightly, silently thinking about the goal he wanted to know.
He wanted to know the location of the two members of the Apostle God Cult who attacked him before.
Then put your thumb against the edge of the coin and flick it lightly.
Different from the previous prediction of the gem, which had no response, this time, the destiny coin has changed.
As soon as the coin left his hand, Avis felt something.
It took effect——
At the same time, accompanied by an extremely clear 'ding--' sound, the coin traced a platinum-gold graceful arc in the air and landed in the corner of the map...
Then it rebounded, fell vertically to the bluestone floor of the room, and rolled toward the door. It didn't hit the closed heavy oak door, then spun weakly twice and stopped.
What does it mean?
Anvis walked over slowly and picked up the fate coin on the ground.
Originally, in his expectation, the coin should fall somewhere on the map.
Then, he could take Qiao Mu and follow the clues to find it.
Because of this prophecy, the special mysterious luster on the coin's surface has dimmed a bit.
The remaining fate feedback power can probably support two predictions of the same level.