"If you don't need this thing anymore, sell it to me. I can pay a very high price."
Seeing that Shade was still thinking, Old John suggested, but Shade shook his head:
"Not yet. But Father John, I know that this metal block records a lot of information, but it needs to be triggered in a specific way. Is there any way to directly know the information hidden in this thing? Or even open it directly? Yes Yes, there are other things inside."
"It's really interesting. Then I'm going to give it a try and see who is better, the master of alchemy who made this item or me."
The old man put down the newspaper in his hand and took out a suitcase from under the counter. Inside was a series of crystal lenses of different sizes and thicknesses.
Old John used these lenses and some metal parts to quickly assemble a pair of brass-colored monocles with retractable lenses. After carefully putting it on his right eye, he looked down at the silver cube.
After a long while, he shook his head and took off his glasses:
"Interesting, more interesting than I thought. This is almost solid mithril, with dozens of different pieces of information recorded in it. But as long as you can make six of them appear, you can open it and get the hidden information in the center. Something. Do not try to force it open, otherwise the items inside will be damaged."
"What's inside...the key?"
Shade raised his eyebrows.
"Why do you think it's a key?"
Old John asked curiously. Seeing that Shade didn't want to answer, he didn't ask further:
"You just saw a rough shape. Although it's very vague, you can't definitely say it's a key. At most, it's an abnormally shaped key."
If this was what Shade was looking for, it was unusual. Si Jiao didn't think she was so lucky to be able to find traces of the key as soon as she arrived in Old John City.
"It's such a clumsy alchemy technique. I only know which master made it. Shade, it will definitely be useful to him one day. Please be sure to sell it to you. Even without those mithrils, it's still quite good." It's a wonderful work of art."
Besker said while taking off his glasses, while Shade had some questions -
This is Mr. Thomas Granger, a high-level warlock who knows where to be buried. How did he obtain such powerful alchemy items?
Temporarily understanding the use of the Silver Cube, Shade tried it and found that the [Key to the Door] did not judge it as a lock, so there was no way to break it before leaving:
"Sir, there is nothing you want to talk to him about the Doomsday. It is with the shopkeeper Jiu, and with Besko of the [Light-Guiding Priory]."
The old man nodded and continued to pack the lenses under the table quickly:
"It seems that around the end of the year, he is dead. Is it a coincidence?"
"Yes, you retreated into a weird dream and learned some information. The end will probably come very slowly."
That was judged based on the image of Luvia in the dream. Although this slightly mature Luvia was younger, she would have been over eighty years old. Yes, considering that you were once a demigod, you may not be younger, but the end of the world will come within a hundred or two hundred years.
"Yes, yes, you also gained enlightenment after the New Year's Day. Of course the end will come, and it will probably exceed your expectations."
Pushing the box back on the counter, Besker clasped his hands together and looked at Shade:
"That has nothing to do with the prophetic verses of the Seventh Age Demon Man, nor does it have anything to do with the gods."
"What will they do?"
Shade asked. Although Beske was young, his eyes were weak:
"You have always suspected that the coming of the doomsday is a natural phenomenon of the world. But you will also sit back and wait to find the answer. If it cannot be stopped, combine all possible forces to prevent the doomsday. If you can prevent the doomsday, try your best to delay it. arrival.
There is certainly no way to delay it, so just make plans for survival before the doomsday. If anyone survives before its end, the most they can do is leave a message of your solid civilization. "
The old man sighed slightly:
"You don't have any pessimistic thoughts about this. Fortunately, the enlightenment you received is generally turbid. Perhaps, there is no other way to interpret this enlightenment. After all, you have seen many possibilities of the doomsday at once. It's the past It is also too pessimistic, and that world is only
Without the two of you, the Zhengshen Church, Eighth Academy, and other ancient existences in the material world, even criminals with a long history of evil, would have watched the world go to destruction. "
Shade nodded, his mood had changed a little. After all, I had not accepted the fact half a month later. Just when I looked at the newspaper placed under the table by Beske, I accidentally saw its name.
Under the newspaper was the news that Princess Margaret of Anjou and Prince William of Anjou of Carson Waike went to Old Johns Valley to unveil the seventh shipyard of the United Kingdom Navy's Southern Shipyard. Shade didn't know that from Lesia yet, and the newspaper
The next time it was mentioned, Princess Margaret arrived in Si Jia Da Valley City on July of this week.
However, I still know whether Sister Sylvia will go with me.
Sighing slightly in his heart, as the early morning hours were about to pass, Shade planned to go to Old John River Valley City as soon as possible to meet Luvia. But before leaving, I thought of another thing:
"Dad John, do you know the old god [Old Forgotten]?"
That is the title of the deity of this silver cube, the abandoned church that was told yesterday.
"Oh? Did you think he knew that god??"
The old man who picked up the vibration paper again glanced at Xia De:
"He needs to know that even if a god leaves, his power still affects the material world. With the power of the old god, the god of memory [Old Man of Forgotten], not many people can remember the information of that god. Even you , only knowing the existence of that god
Now, I know that my order is called the Forgotten Order, and the church is called the Forgotten Church, and I know nothing else. "
"So, where can you get this information from?"
Shade asked curiously again, thinking that the old man shrugged:
"You may know it later, but you haven't forgotten it now. Zhengshen Church and Bayy Primary School may not have some records, but he still has too little hope. This god of memory is also the god of forgetfulness. Since the robe wants to be remembered by mortals, you should just use it
The key is to remember. Yes, it is said that the robe's religious order still seems to exist, of course, it is just a rumor. "
In this way, the clues about this strange church were interrupted again.
From the basement of my home, I went to the "Church of the Forgotten" in the Old John River Valley. I walked through the ruins of the church and retreated from the main entrance of the church into the courtyard.
Although there was heavy snow yesterday, the weather in the Old John Valley today is very good, and the temperature is also lower than that in Torode. Shade didn't even feel cold when he was walking through the abandoned church courtyard in the sun. But there is still snow in the courtyard, and winter is far from over.
The Prophet Association in Old John River Valley City is also located in the core neighborhood of Domain City. The right side of the association is not the majestic city hall, but it is not the same as the Torode Prophet Association.
The Torode Association is located on the Silver Cross Trail. Although it occupies a large area, it is still a standard rectangular eight-story building. Behind the Prophets Association in Old John Valley City is the square, which is connected to the square behind the city hall where the Carson Waike flag is flying.
On the edge of the square directly behind the association is a white stone fountain with a figure holding a crystal ball in one hand and a card in the other. Two stone steps surround the fountain from the right and left sides, leading to the lower main entrance of the association. Under the railings of the steps, It is not decorated with metal vines, branches, leaves and long snakes.
That kind of main entrance is less impressive than the Torode Association. But the reason is also obvious. The housing prices in Old John Valley are completely inferior to this pearl of the north.
Shade was wondering when Luvia would arrive outside the association today, so I planned to wait outside the association to give Luvia a surprise. The association was not very quiet in the afternoon, and the love for Si Jiaoda was based on different nationalities. it is
Everyone around him was speaking Carson Waikiki, and Shade even felt that there was something different between that foreign language and Tosi Janda.
Although I have lost my disguise, I still look like Bei Jiu at this moment. Hanging out doing something outside the association would obviously attract necessary attention, so Shade decided to find something to do for himself.
The Prophet's Association in Old John Valley barely occupies the same area as a small city library. The building is divided into seven floors, only one floor lower than the city hall next to it. Both the first and seventh floors are devoted to Randall-related businesses, most of which naturally provide services for poker players.
card playing venue. After all, the Prophets Association itself can also be regarded as the Randall Club.
The venue that Shade was interested in was the terrace facing the central staircase on the seventh floor. The area of this terrace is similar to that of Shade's living room; it is smaller and larger, with one or four square tables placed, and there are no unopened parasols on the sides of each square table. Although it is only seven floors outside, which is considered low, but the
The club itself is located at a lower level of the city, so from the terrace on the seventh floor, you can slightly overlook the city scenery and see the nearby valleys and forests. The scenery is quite good.
Shade took a fancy to the innermost position near the balcony railing. Before sitting down, although I had my back to the railing and the archangel statue under the railing, "you" could always monitor whether Luvia appeared at the entrance of the association.
At this long table with the best position, there was not yet a middle-aged man sitting at the table who was sorting out his deck. When Si Jiao pulled out the chair across from the table and sat down, the gentleman with thick eyebrows raised his head and glanced at me:
"Have you seen the face before, sir? Is he from Li?"
"A writer from Willendale heard that the scenery was wrong and wanted to come and draw some material."
Si Jiao also took out her deck. Of course, not all the ordinary cards had been taken out yet.
