Without the assimilation and interference of chaotic mental power, Pekkala's mental state immediately began to recover.
Under the treatment of the two of them and her own talisman, the girl opened her eyes with a pale face.
"Avis, Sister Claire, I am... ugh——"
Looking vaguely at the two people in front of her, Pekkala instinctively recalled what had happened before.
But along with this memory, a sharp throbbing pain exploded in the girl's mind.
Pekkala hugged her head in pain as if she had received an electric shock, her eyes were closed tightly, her white and tender face was wrinkled in pain, and cold sweat broke out all over her body.
"You have been harmed by alien mental power. Do not use mental power in a short period of time, and do not deliberately recall it."
Claire waved her hand gently and cast a second-level pain suppression.
A faint ripple of magic power acted on the girl, temporarily easing her pain.
Since Pekkala was injured, the three simply divided the items in the secret room and returned along the original path.
At Anvis' suggestion, the abnormal elements in the form of black sand grains left over from the stone slab were divided into three equal parts, and each person took one part.
"What did you find?"
In the square, after checking Pekkala's injury, Nancy turned her head, and looked at Anvis and Claire with her deep black eyes with a hint of confusion under her shiny lenses.
The two looked at each other, and considering that she was a senior, Claire took the initiative to speak and explained the ins and outs of the matter to tutor Nancy.
Then, she took out a part of the gravel made from slate and gave it to Nancy to look at.
"You are very lucky..."
After carefully examining the unusual element in the shape of gravel in her hand, Nancy raised her long eyebrows, and a speechless expression appeared on her delicate, doll-like face.
A ruins that has been thoroughly developed by college explorers, but you actually dug out a super small anomaly area?
Are you treasure hunting rats?!
Although she felt strange, Nancy did not stop moving.
Returning the inspected abnormal elements to Claire, the petite young tutor opened the huge dark magic book in her hand that was somewhat disproportionate to her size.
Under the control of powerful mental power, the thick dark magic book floated in front of her, the pages flipped, and finally stopped at a page in the middle.
A faint silvery-white rune glow lit up from the page. Then, Nancy stretched out her white arm, pointed her palm at Pekkala, and activated a high-level healing spell.
"Praise of Soul——"
A halo of light cyan inscriptions surrounded by starlight condensed from Nancy's green-white slender fingers.
Then suddenly it flashed, imprinted on the girl's eyebrows, and slowly sank into the girl's body, gradually repairing the girl's damaged mental space.
"Well……"
When Nancy's magic ended, Pekkala snorted softly, opened her eyes with a pale face, and looked at the people around her.
"Mentor...Anvis...Claire..."
"Okay, when you wake up, take a rest here first. Remember not to use mental power. After returning to the academy, go to the recovery area for further treatment."
Before Pekkala could continue to say anything, Nancy raised her finger to signal the girl to keep quiet for the time being.
Then, she turned to Claire and Avis.
"Now, take me to see what you found -"
Soon, several people came to the secret room again.
Nancy carefully checked the indoor layout. In front of the metal cabinet where the slate was once placed, the silver-haired girl tutor closed her eyes slightly and stood quietly for a moment.
Finally, she opened her eyes again and shook her head slightly, indicating that she had not discovered anything valuable.
.….….
Soon, three magic hours passed by in a hurry.
The ball of light in the sky emits golden brilliance, like the afterglow of the setting sun, coating this ancient city with a gorgeous golden coat.
Everyone gathered again in the square with their respective harvests.
Most students found some ancient elven stone carvings, ceramic vessels, fragments of equipment that had lost their power, etc. Some students also found some scattered coins.
Except for Pekkala who was accidentally injured, no one else encountered any danger.
Afterwards, Nancy led everyone back to the college, and Pekkala was sent to the college's mental injury recovery area to receive further recovery treatment.
Before leaving, Anvis exchanged identity marks with the two girls.
………
Returning to his residence, Anvis began to sort out what he had gained this time.
Maybe it's because of the old secret scriptures, maybe it's because of the special power transformation during time travel. The biggest danger in this expedition has no effect on Anvis.
This also made him certain: the negative impact of Claire's aura can be resisted.
"You are automatically involved in various events, and you can also passively use (consume) your companions. Can you be said to be a legendary explorer in the future?"
With a wordless sigh, Avis opened the Old Secret Book and turned to the page where the chaotic fluctuations were sealed during the day.
The page is full of messy lines, like meaningless graffiti drawn by a child. But the color of these lines presents a special translucent state, which is very strange.
After checking Pekkala's injuries, Anvis estimated that the power of this wave reached at least the third level.
Coupled with the weird and chaotic nature of it, even if it were a fourth-level warrior facing it, it would probably be very uncomfortable.
Furthermore, this fluctuation was obviously not a deliberate attack by the "Amoeba", but a meaningless chirping sound made instinctively due to heavy damage.
After a brief observation, Anvis skillfully detected his spiritual power and connected it with the "Secret Book of the Old Ones".
After a period of familiar changes, the page underwent new changes.
A strange feeling arose in Anvis's heart: he could control the pages of the book to release this ripple with his own thoughts.
Of course, it's just release, not controllable.
Along with this feeling, there is also a piece of specific information about ripples.
[A ripple of mental power that is completely surging with chaotic concepts, coming from some extremely ancient foreign object]
...The feeling of déjà vu was filled with notes and information, which reminded Anvis of the player's game panel.
"So, what kind of existence are players to this world?"
Thinking casually, Avis put away the Old Secret Book, took out another piece of paper, and carefully listed the information obtained from this expedition on the paper with a magic quill.
First of all, the direction of Purple Moon Amys has changed at least once in the ancient times.
Secondly, there is some kind of ancient existence, riding the trajectory of the purple moon, passing through the gate of stars, and coming all the way from the silent and cold dark deep sky.
Finally, in the ancient golden age, the high elves who reached their peak development already had the ability to land on the moon.