Hey, this tone sounds so middle-aged, right?
Weinerson listened to Gorod's voice with some embarrassment and chewed the root of the word "him" carefully.
Did Gorod call me "he" instead of "he"?
Strange, isn’t “He” supposed to be a title referring to a god? Or does he think of me as a god?
"My great and supreme master, your humble and insignificant servant has something I want to confirm with you. Can you allow me to ask?"
The cold voice of the machine continued to echo in his ears, and Weinerson frowned slightly after hearing this.
Why does this guy Golot give me the feeling of probing my head...
Do you want to ask but are afraid that I won't answer? Wait, am I that scary?
But if you think about it carefully, it’s right. Golot should have been a follower of the original owner of this mysterious royal court a long time ago. He now regards me as his owner. It should be because of the subtle connection I had when I first entered this space. Caused.
Hey, let alone Gorot, any individual, uh... no, should be a creature with a brain, and the short-haired prairie dog is no exception. When facing existences of the level of gods, he may be even more humble than him.
"Okay, you can ask."
After receiving Venassen's permission, Grot of the Diving Abyss immediately asked briskly in an ethereal voice:
"Master, have you touched Gudanluo gold coins in recent times?"
The Gudanluo gold coin...is it the one Uncle Coatman showed me? How did this guy know?
Weinerson was a little stunned, and he immediately said "Yeah": "Yes, I have been in contact!"
Upon hearing his master's confirmation, Gorot immediately added quickly:
"Dear Master, because you have been sleeping for too long, you may have forgotten some things. Your humble servant dares to tell you that Gudanluo gold coins, Gars gold coins, and Solomon gold coins contain something extraordinary, which is very important to you. Important, especially as you awaken to the great powers whose extraordinary power can provide effective assistance.”
Am I important, especially when I awaken the great power?
Gudanluo gold coins, Gars gold coins, and Solomon gold coins are all products of the natural disaster era of the Third Age.
This... this amount of information is a bit large, and why am I related to things from the Third Age again?
Jason's diary has mentioned before that it is normal for ancient gold coins to contain extraordinary things. After all, the alchemists at that time were the best at this trick. The most famous one seemed to be an alchemist named "Benjamin" Magician.
Benjamin! The root of this name is really rare. In the Ghent language it seems to mean "son", well... if it is replaced by other languages, such as ancient Hermetic... it means the favored son of the gods? ?
The favored son of the gods?
Weinerson's eyes suddenly opened wide, and suddenly he trembled uncontrollably, as if he had glimpsed something obscure in the long river of history.
Unexpectedly, it was just an ordinary page of diary, but the names recorded on it were actually linked to gods.
God cannot be looked at directly, cannot be spied on, and cannot be blasphemed. I should change "him" to "him"!
After thinking for a moment, Weinerson took a breath, no longer hiding his doubts, and asked:
"Grot, tell me, why is the extraordinary in the ancient gold coins important to me? Also, what is great power?"
"Dear Master, please forgive me for not being able to answer this question of yours, because it is not accessible to your humble servant. You have taught me, this is the first and last time."
A disembodied voice followed closely, and Weinerson could hear emotions such as fear, trembling, and speechlessness from his tone.
Is it the first and last time?
What did I do before? Uh, no, it should be what the original owner of this royal court did. It sounds like an extremely cruel guy.
Weinerson frowned slightly, but he was not in a hurry to ask, because he knew that there must be some secret involved, at least not one that he who had just entered the extraordinary world could know, so he asked in another way:
"Then can you tell me how many gold coins it takes to awaken the so-called great power at a time? Just use the quantity as the calculation standard."
"Of course, dear master, according to your current sequence path, you will need about 100 pieces each time. As you advance through the sequence, the required quantity will also increase."
100 pieces, did I hear correctly?
I can't even afford one today. You want me to buy 100?
At this moment, it seemed as if countless gold pounds were flying past Weinerson's eyes with wings. As his mind was spinning, he coughed lightly and said:
"okay, I get it."
I understand this sentence. On the surface, I know that ancient gold coins are very important. In fact, I have no money. I am very, very poor. I will talk about the gold coins later.
100 Gudanlo gold coins, converted into Ghent gold pounds alone, are already more than a thousand pounds. This is enough property for ordinary civilian men to live decently for at least thirty years, and for ordinary women to live decently for a lifetime.
I never thought that I would have to use up thirty years of savings in one go. It’s really scary...
At this moment, the gray-white seawater rolled slightly and rippled, and the two white light spots that had previously been floating in the seawater suddenly flashed brightly.
Gorod was suddenly silent for two seconds, and then said in a mechanical and cold voice:
"Master, your initial authority has been regained. Now two loyal believers have sensed your power and are coming here. Do you want to open the door to the kingdom of God and summon them?"
My disciple? Please, I'm not a god. Where can I come from as a believer?
No, I secretly control this royal court. If the owner here is a hidden god, logically speaking, it can be regarded as a god...a god, right?
Just poorer? Or "Poor God?"
Weinerson silently cursed himself a few words in his heart. He always felt that things were developing in an increasingly outrageous direction, and now even the believers were coming out.
"What should I do?"
"You are so humble, great master. As a mysterious master above taboos, you only need to follow your will..."
Weinerson thought silently for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out his left hand and waved lightly.
The gray seawater beneath the feet immediately rippled, and an ancient stone pillar standing among them quickly twisted and deformed, transforming into a giant bronze door the size of a hill.
In an instant, a false storm blew up from all around, prying open a crack in the closed bronze door...
…………
Florence, Black Isle!
Immortal monster in the spiritual world? There is something that can drive undead monsters from the spiritual world to build temples?
Jack D. Sparrow looked past them and towards the dark temple. The furry surroundings were actually chaotic and twisting tentacles. It was impossible to tell unless you looked carefully. He thought they were ordinary weeds swaying in the wind.
tentacle? Extraordinary creature?
As his thoughts were spinning, the thing in the inner pocket of Jack's chest suddenly trembled. What he looked at was a picture of the sea water rolling and slapping against the rocks behind the door.
"Captain, what should we do Captain, what should we do?"
"captain?"
John Ming and Wendy were stared at by a row of huge skeleton creatures. They kept waving their hands back and calling out to their dearest Captain Jack in a low voice.
It wasn't until there was no response after shouting several times that the two stiffly turned their heads, only to find that there was no one behind them...
…………
The capital of the Kingdom of Ghent, Hutton Mar, Castleton District, in the luxurious villa of the Moore family.
Lilith Moore, wearing a Basil dress, carefully examined the mirror standing opposite.
Of course, she did not admire herself in the mirror, but moved her eyes to the strange runes engraved on the surface.
I remember my father said to me that this mirror is a treasure left by our Moore family from ancient times...
Before she finished speaking, the floor-to-ceiling mirror suddenly emitted a strange light, and she seemed to hear the sound of waves lapping against the rocks...
…………
In a palace that looks like a majestic residence, endless gray-white sea water creeps inside.
Lilith Moore gradually regained her original sight. When she saw everything in front of her, her red gem-like eyes suddenly shrank, and she could no longer maintain her original aristocratic temperament and elegance.
At the same time, another figure appeared on her right, a rugged man wearing a black three-cornered hat. He was looking around in fear and confusion, with vigilance and anxiety written all over his eyes!
