The sounds of the world seem to be isolated in this library with an unpredictable size. The square glass frame is placed with pieces of magic books to serve as lights, but the bookshelves are presented as cylindrical cold-toned silver-blue iron shelves.
Bamboo slips are bundled one after another, and a transparent crystal column is placed in the middle of each round of bamboo slips. Standing between these bookshelves, regardless of terrain restrictions, the viewer can always see the flat dream book at any angle.
the door of the museum, the world
The world seems to have become unreal. Standing at the door of the library, there is only one road in front of you. The person looking through the books is not actively looking for books, but these bookshelves, which are like gears inside a large machine, rotate towards the readers, with tortoise-colored glazed materials.
The floor extends along the long road buried by the rotating bookshelves. The rotating rooms of the different sections of the bookshelves always allow the sunlight outside the library to be reflected on the bookshelves. It is quiet and comfortable. Standing here seems to be looking directly at the world scattered.
civilization.
"I didn't expect that the High Priest of the Sea Tribe would come in person. It's really surprising." He looked like a middle-aged and thin scholar, but he was wearing a miniature badge of the dreamy library in front of him on his chest. It was the official badge of the Immortal.
"We promised that we would repay the Sea Clan a favor that would not exceed the limit, as a return gift for your help in stabilizing Kista."
"Yes, if there is no need to go around in circles, I won't say more, Godhead." The high priest's gaze passed through the rotating bookshelf, and the mirror-like ground below reflected the scene above, which made his mind sink into it for a long time.
"Shen Ge?" His voice fluctuated slightly.
"The Arcane Empire wasn't that weak back then, right?" the high priest said calmly.
"Haha, the high priest has high expectations for the Arcane Empire." His tone softened, "Godhead is precious even to us. Of course, this is not enough to bear the emotions of that year.
The godhead is not a problem, it’s just the use. I would like to trouble the high priest to make it clear."
"The rise of the Sea Clan will not hinder you. Even because of the reappearance of the Sea Clan's main god and the redefinition of the ocean order, the Sea Clan will generously share the blessings of the Sea God with you." The high priest's voice never wavered.
"We believe in the promise of the Sea Tribe, and we are very happy to see a powerful ally appear." The Immortal turned around and looked at the high priest who took off his cloak and dressed in priest attire, "It's just that we need sincerity, high priest.
We are so frank, and we don’t want to be rigid. What appears before us is the true appearance of the legendary Eternal Library. In this holy place where our faith is entrusted, I hope that the high priest can agree to sign a contract. In the name of the first-generation Poseidon,
May I?"
"Of course." The high priest responded neatly.
"So, very good." The immortal opened his hands and faced the entire rotating and changing library in a hugging posture. The quiet library "buzzed" came to life, and the crystal pillars among the scrolls on the bookshelf rose with magnificent brilliance.
Vast stars emerged from the crystal pillars and filled the entire space.
In the palace of unknown knowledge, the spreading magic light points gathered in front of the high priest and the immortal, intertwined and intertwined like smaller silkworms spinning threads far beyond their bodies, and the colorful lines of spirituality continued to flow.
Interacting, winding the huge mesh into a network that gathers all the light
The body appears as a hexagonal crystal, but it converges all the light and appears as a simple dark color. If you look deeply, you can't see the end point. Your thinking, consciousness, and soul are all being bewitched by its formless mirror, and they have spent their entire lives purifying to fill in the graceful and strange moments.
Scenes and laws are formless and colorless, it is just the world
All the rules are defined, some are indulged, and that's all. It's just that the gods who are recognized by the laws in this huge and gorgeous world have shocked the world because of the overwhelming power displayed by their small and domineering power.
Other creatures that cannot be recognized by the law.
"Did you expect this?" The Immortal couldn't help but ask when he saw the high priest's plain expression.
"I am also the messenger of Lord Poseidon." The high priest's tone changed slightly.
"Then, let's make our agreement with the power of rules. This is what you, the high priest, are pursuing, isn't it?" The Immortal has not looked at the godhead connected to the rules since he appeared, because he can control it.
He can't help but yearn for the end of the truth in his heart, and devote his soul to the world where the rules confuse his imagination...
The guests have always shown a kind of restraint and indifference. They can't feel any emotions during the walk, let alone vitality. But now after the auctioneer finished his sentence, Li Ming was suddenly attracted by this madness.
The atmosphere was so frightening that some of the guests suddenly stood up, and some still exuded a dangerous aura even though they were still sitting. The voids floating in the auction room were instantly filled. Although they did not shout out their inner desires through words,
This is destined to be a silent carnival!
"The legend of the magic weapon," said the auctioneer, whose face had always been filled with a smile that seemed to show some true feelings at this moment, "I am honored to tell you that it is not released alone, but a concept of a magic weapon, a cross
The concept of level yuan, its name is the taboo of the gods - believers!"
"Empty!" The sparse sound of the wind didn't wait for a moment to subside before being crushed by the rising tide, "Gudong"
The eyeball made up of stone slabs appeared outside with the circular gaps. I stared at the reflection of the eyeball in the mirror in a daze, one ring after another, the stone plate slid smoothly towards the inside of the wall, and the ring mechanism outside the stone plate circled around
Retracting inward, it is like a double-pupiled monster that suddenly opens its forbidden eye. The sound of "creeping, creaking" is like the swing of a puppet's joints coming from the black hole where the wind is pouring out, affecting every guest.
heart.
"Now, what appears in front of you is the magic puppet that the Arcane Empire has used almost all the wisdom of the high-level arcane masters of the Musi tribe. You can still call it a magic weapon. For me, I prefer to call it a magic weapon.
The mechanical god born from the Arcane Empire!"
The dark gold wheel with ancient symbols engraved on its surface looks like a dark dividing line of annual rings, supporting the delicate person to climb upwards. It is naked and has no obvious gender characteristics. The arms are pressed down to protect the delicate body and thighs.
With her eyes closed tightly and her long white-gray hair reaching her hips, even though she didn't look directly at her face, she was already horrified by the solemn silence emanating from her body that annihilated the hustle and bustle of the world.
Purple thunder flows from around the dark gold wheel into its plain white body. It slowly stands up, and the eyes of the world are cast on it. The solidified runes float under its feet, forming a curtain of gods for it.
The long wooden snake crouching peacefully trembled slightly, and the overwhelming sea of runes washed away everything around it along its feet. The divine realm of arcana and machinery will be hatched and nurtured during its awakening.
"Hey!" The divine pattern that penetrated their skulls was engraved in the depths of their souls. The people in front of them were no longer human beings, but gods!
"Huh!" A magic barrier flowing with gorgeous magic light suddenly hung down in parallel with rows of light, surrounding the awakening gods. "Zizi" The powerful magic barrier condensed by the magic torrent was eroded by the runes.
The layer is broken but the supply of magic torrent has obviously reached
To a jaw-dropping degree, the magic power that was quickly drained made the guests who sat down feel a sense of vanity. The gods had not yet opened their eyes. The light of the rune sea dimmed inch by inch, and finally disappeared helplessly into the dark gold wheel.
The one standing in front of everyone closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, God!
"Near miss?" the auctioneer playfully asked the guests who were stunned by the "believers". The atmosphere at the scene became active again, and the light rearranged the coordinates. "However, I think you have a good understanding of it."
The power of the crystallized work of the Arcane Empire, then, without further ado, such auction items cannot be used.
Pfister will estimate the lowest price for the auction, sub-artifacts. Of course, if you have other items that are comparable to the sub-artifacts, they are also welcome. However, the value needs to be assessed in advance. This requires the appraisal of our crypt auction.
Master, come on, let us welcome Pallifu, master." Only she herself could hear the last words clearly.
The crisp sound of the heel of boots hitting the floor reached every guest's ears as the auction room suddenly became quiet.
"You have an hour to take the initiative to come to me for appraisal. During this period, our goods will be auctioned as usual." Parlifu said in a voice that was too lazy to be heard.
"This is too harsh!" A customer finally couldn't help but protested.
"Coordinates, fourteen columns and five columns on the first floor." The auctioneer's voice sounded calmly.
"Ahhh!" A scalp-chilling howl followed the auctioneer's voice, "No, uh! Can't, ah!"
"The auction continues." Pallifu's voice had a flattering tone, but it made people feel chilled.
"A sub-artifact, Wanderer's Evil Vision" After a brief period of calm, a voice sounded.
Their bids were all in order, with few collisions. Some guests chose to stand up, some directly left their seats and used the ultimate magic to levitate to the side of the sleeping "believer" to observe carefully, and most of them stayed as they were.
Watching the goods quietly, thinking about the chips to increase the price.
"One piece, an artifact, the Blade of Reason." Just when the total price rose to five sub-artifacts, Liming suddenly heard such a voice coming from next to him.
"God, weapon?" Li Ming turned around and saw the guest standing up, as if his body was sore from sitting for a long time and he stood up to move around.
"Okay, the highest price currently, an artifact! The coordinates are three floors, fourteen columns and twenty-six columns!"
All the sounds stopped and the wind stopped. The guests turned around and looked at the figure...