After leaving Salorian's laboratory, Griffith found Pepperanchi's room behind a pile of racks of test tubes and flasks with strange colors. There was a strange fishy smell everywhere, which made people feel nauseous. Griffith almost vomited out the bacon and eggs he had eaten in the morning.
But his strong curiosity still drove him to resist the turbulent feeling in his stomach and walked into Pepperanchi's room. After he passed through the pit full of bottles and jars, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a particularly huge mirror appeared in front of him.
It's not right to say it's a mirror. Griffith can't see his own figure in the smooth mirror. After a burst of fantastic light, a racing carriage suddenly roared towards him, and its rolling wheels were about to run over him.
Speed wagon! how come! ?
"Wow!" Griffith shouted and subconsciously dodged to one side. A few seconds later, he suddenly realized that the racing carriage did not run over him, but instead continued to run in the mirror.
how? what happened? Why didn't the carriage rush over when it was clearly right in front of us? Such fine details are not paintings, right?
Is this carriage sealed in the mirror? ?
Griffith felt that a bit of his sanity had evaporated, his limbs were trembling, and he was left with only fear and helplessness at the incomprehensible scene in front of him.
"Are there any guests?"
A slovenly scholar stepped out from behind the clutter.
Griffith wiped the sweat from his head and then looked at Mr. Pepperanchi in front of him. He is a middle-aged man with black hair that has turned white, a few fingers missing, and his left leg seems to have some defects. There is extraordinary experience and wisdom in his deep eyes. But to be honest, his first impression on Griffith was not a good one, because before he could recover from the shock, he smelled the strange smell emanating from Pepper Ranch. The smell was better than the vomit of a drunk man. Not much.
"Oh, poor young man, this is your first time seeing something like the Apparition Mirror. Don't be afraid, no matter what you see, it can't leave this mirror. This is just a miracle created by the ancient gods. The tip of the iceberg. I know why you are here, but if you only have this kind of courage, I advise you to give up your crazy ideas. We are too small for those great beings."
"It's so real, like it's real." Griffith was still sighing at the galloping carriage in the mirror, "What a wonderful creation."
"What's this?" Pepperanci showed a weird smile, "If it is a complete teleportation mirror, the person in front of the mirror can even take out the objects they see at will, limited to objects other than living things."
"Can I take out a racing carriage from there?" Griffith became more and more shocked.
"What? Racing carriage? Speed wagon? Haha, you are such an interesting young man. Why did you see a speed wagon?"
Pepperanchi did not say any more words to persuade him to retreat, but continued walking deeper into the laboratory with Griffith. Pepperanchi showed him the collection he had collected over the years, all odd bits and pieces that were beyond common sense.
A metal that can continuously multiply and condense into various forms. It looks like a small iron box from the outside, but it can hold tons of debris and nothing can be taken out. It's all beyond magic.
Griffith was already in a state of confusion.
I really don’t know where he got these weird things...but I swear, these things should never appear in this world. Although my knowledge is not profound, I can still be considered to have some insights, but these things cannot be deciphered by any knowledge of mine.
Are these creatures created by ancient gods? Then why did they fall, why did the new gods dominate this world, and what did everything I believed in before count? Pepperanchi must be crazy to keep these things in the school as a collection.
Griffith was thinking wildly, and after a while his mood finally calmed down a bit, and he found a place to sit down feebly.
Pepperanchi did not serve tea or coffee to the guests, but squatted in a dark corner like an old farmer and told his story to the trainee knight.
"I was born in the city-state of Anok in this eastern continent. You must have heard of it."
"I know this. I heard that it was the strongest human city-state in the East in the past hundred years. But then, it mysteriously disappeared, which became an eternal mystery. It is said that the city-state's magic level far exceeds other cities. If this The city-state has survived until now, and depending on their level, they may also become one of the enemies of the Beyelan Kingdom."
"Yes, we were once the most powerful city-state in the East. Under the leadership of the great Archon, we concentrated on developing magic and military affairs. No matter whether they were orcs, trolls or dwarves, no creature was our opponent. I remember it very clearly , it was the summer of 1425, a group of elves broke into our territory and killed our soldiers. No matter what their purpose was, this behavior was a mockery of our great city-state. So, our war with the elves here we go."
Speaking of this, Pepperanchi raised his voice slightly, as if the past glory of the city-state had given him a little bit of pride.
"If you ask me, elves are really stupid creatures. They have such excellent bodies and sophisticated weapons, but they know nothing about war. Hundreds of our soldiers quickly captured their camp and defeated them. And captured them. Well, I remember killing 3 of the 7 captives. By the way, the taste of elf women is beyond your imagination."
Griffith realized what Pepperanchi was saying, and his heart couldn't help but be filled with disgust and revulsion. Suddenly, Pepperanchi's voice dropped again.
"However, I still underestimated a certain elf. She confused me with her terrible charm. After we captured the elf camp, under the guidance of an elf woman, I found a book called "The Dead Sea" in her study. The reading of "Document". It was it that made me aware of the existence of the ancient gods."
"Dead Sea Papers"? The name is rather like the kind of horror novels commonly found on street stalls, with weird names. Griffith found it incomprehensible that any well-educated person would believe something written in a book that looked like an entertainment novel?
Pepperanchi seemed to have seen through the trainee knight's heart, and said slowly: "Of course, generally speaking, it is difficult for people to believe the contents of a book with such a strange name. But - I have to take it back a little bit. As I said before - although elves are arrogant and stupid, their individual wisdom cannot be underestimated. Especially the elf woman, the theory of magic she told me is still useful to me. Therefore, regardless of this book Whatever is recorded in the book, I naturally accept it."
"Then, what is written in that book?"
"Through the ancient ruins, the songs of elves awaken the ancient gods."
"What does this sentence mean? Is it some kind of spell? Or is it an explanation of a ritual? What are the ancient ruins?"
Pepperanchi's words have a strange magic power that makes people want to listen and explore.
"Don't worry, child, you are too impatient. Listen to me slowly, we still have a lot of time. According to the "Book of the Dead", this is a ritual to call the ancient gods. Among the elves, there was once a group of believers The fanatics of the ancient gods gathered on the ancient altar on a summer evening, under the gaze of the stars, and succeeded in summoning the ancient gods."
"Is this true? Then why is there no record left? If there is really someone, well, an elf has accomplished something beyond common sense, it is impossible for no one to know about it for so many years."
"Hehehe, you said leaving a record is impossible, because all the elves who successfully completed the ritual have disappeared!"
"You mean, they were all killed?"
"Kill? Haha, no, the ancient gods would not do things that only lower creatures would do. Hehehe, the disappearance I said is the disappearance in the true sense. They didn't even leave their bodies behind, they just disappeared. No one knows where they went? Hahahaha."
Pepperanchi began to laugh strangely, as if he had something in his mouth.
Griffith felt a chill behind his back, not only because of the bizarreness and horror of this story, but also because Pepe Ranch, who told this story, started to talk about topics related to ancient gods, which was a bit abnormal. The corners of his mouth and limbs were twitching, his eyes revealed madness, and he even wore a sinister, uncomfortable smile when he spoke.
"I told you, I believe the content in this book. So, I don't care where those elves went in the end. I only know that if the elves can summon the ancient gods, then they will be smarter and more powerful than them. Intelligent humans can also do it. And I, hee hee hee, am a leader among scholars, so I will definitely be able to complete this ritual. This will be the greatest feat in history, hahahahaha. "
Griffith discovered that Pepperanchi was not only a sane slob, but judging from his current behavior, it was not an exaggeration to say he was a lunatic. If he met him on the road, Griffith would not even look into his eyes.
At this time, Griffith already wanted to leave here. After all, no one wanted to be in the same room with a madman. However, curiosity still drove him to stay.
"This is impossible. According to the content of the "Dead Sea Script" you just mentioned, only the singing of elves can summon humans. So how did you perform the ritual?"
"Hehehehe, I told you before that we fought a battle with the elves and captured a few prisoners."
"Could it be that......"
"Yes, I and several other like-minded scholars - including Velonos, the guy who had the idea to introduce you here - secretly brought the elves out of the prison and used them to complete the summoning Ritual. We took those elves to an ancient altar. Hehehe, by the way, you don’t know about the ancient ruins yet. Those are ruins hidden in the dark and corroded dense forest. No one knows that it passed here. How many years have passed. It is said that as long as you go deep into the core of the ruins, you can touch the origin of the world. There are many strange creations there.
"Let's continue our topic. Hehehe, those elves are really dishonest. They have been struggling and refused to cooperate with us. Only the female elf was in a feverish excitement and recited some words that we didn't understand. So... , we tied them to the stone pillars of the altar. Hehehe, it took a lot of effort. However, in this way, they can't go anywhere and can only sing for us there, hahahaha. "
Griffith heard this with horror. It was once again confirmed that the scholar sitting opposite him was a madman. Galadia is not much different from a human girl except for her pointed ears. Even in the far east, a very small number of arrogant and cruel elf hunters will conflict with the Eastern Legion, but that is limited to a battle between warriors. The winner will definitely give the other party a happy time and avoid excessive pain.
And Pepperanchi actually used the elves as a living sacrifice, and Veronos actually participated! This is absolutely unacceptable to Griffith's moral values, and it is a crime that makes people fear and disgust from the bottom of their hearts.
Wait a minute, Velonos, what does he want to do?
At this moment, Pepperanchi's story interrupted Griffith's thoughts.
"However, the ceremony did not go as smoothly as expected. Woohoo, after several days, there was no sign of the ancient god's arrival. The ruins in the darkness were full of dangers. Our team was attacked by mutated monsters and several people died. Even two of the elves who were sacrificed were killed, leaving only the female elf still singing.
"Including Velonos, several scholars lost confidence and left there. Hey, that was the darkest period in my life. Do you know that feeling? That feeling that you finally grasped the call. The little hope the ancient gods had, but it feels like it is gradually being worn away by the passage of time. No one around me believes in me anymore. They all feel that they have taken such a big risk only to come back in vain, and they are all complaining. I left after a few words. Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey people who are not firm believers they deserve not to have the right to see the face of God. Having said that, in fact at that time even I began to doubt whether the ancient gods were real. exists.”
"Finally!" Peperange's emotions became excited again. He was not satisfied with squatting and telling stories. He jumped up. "On the evening of the seventh day, things took a turn for the better! I will never forget that. One day. The earth trembled, the air was filled with divine aura, and even the sky was eclipsed. The ancient god came!"
"You mean, you finally saw the ancient god with your own eyes?"
"Woooooo, no."
"But didn't you say that the ancient god appeared?"
"Child, there are too many things in this world that are beyond common sense. And the Ancient God is the most bizarre of these things. Yes, the Ancient God did appear that day, but the night was too dark and I couldn't see Him clearly. Everything was shrouded in darkness, and a strange and ominous feeling came over us. Moreover, He... is so big that even in the daytime, it is impossible to completely observe it."
"How... how big is it?"
"It is bigger than all the creatures that humans have seen in all history. It is so big that it seems that it is not the ancient gods who created the world, but the ancient gods themselves are a world. I was really shocked at the time, standing there blankly, I don’t even have the thought to move.”
