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- ¡¶¡· Chapter 265 The deepest part
Leaving the office of the Ministry of National Defense, I subconsciously called Althea a few times. The goddess acted very silent, and so did I. Everyone acted a little heavy along the way, and I touched my back unnaturally, always feeling a little awkward.
"What are you thinking about?" Liu Yangyang was silent for a while and asked in a low voice.
"I'm wondering what all this is about." I didn't shy away from him and said directly, "I was too resistant before, but now it's happening too fast. Why is all this happening?"
Liu Yangyang smiled bitterly: "How do I know? We can never guess what the people above are doing."
I sighed, shook my head and said nothing more. The two of us parted ways at the bustling Fourth Street intersection. I want to go back to the library, and Liu Yangyang has to accept the family's call and go back to report everything that happened today.
Standing at the crossroads to say goodbye, watching the crowd disperse us, I actually had the illusion that we would never see each other again after we said goodbye. Shaking my head, I called another car and went straight to the Old Times Library, where I still had important things to do.
When I reappeared at the door of the old library, the two casual guards saw me, and their expressions froze. Obviously, the aura I bring now is completely different from before. The power and restlessness emanating from behind can even be felt in my own body. The whole library seemed to suddenly come alive in front of me, and I could feel the burning heat behind me beating constantly.
It¡¯s really different. Hey, I watched the expressions of the two guards change from indifferent to full of curiosity and admiration. I pointed at my back and walked straight past their posts without anyone stopping me.
There are more people in the library during the day, especially in the outer areas. When many people saw me, they put down the books in their hands with strange expressions. I think they should also be able to feel that strong aura, right?
Ignoring the gazes of these people, I kept moving forward, and saw a white-haired roof caveman sitting in the corner, staring at me with a strange look in his eyes.
"What's wrong?" I think everyone seems weird today.
"It's nothing." The man on the roof still stared at me, as if there was some strange pattern on my face, "Have you obtained the highest authority?"
"just."
"I really can't wait." The caveman on the roof glanced at me, stood up, thought about it, and sat down again, "You can go in. I don't have permission to go deep. If there is something wonderful, don't forget to follow me. share."
I nodded and pushed the familiar door open.
The design of libraries in the old era is actually spiral-shaped, starting with high-level permissions and going down a little bit at each level. Everything in this world on the surface was destroyed by the great war, so people began to only believe in the world below the ground. This is why the Wanderers Association and important departments are content to stay underground. I already know these things from books, but seeing this scene now, I just feel a little sad.
Such a weak race is divided into hundreds of countries, fighting with each other. How stupid is it to try to establish a society where a few people rule the majority?
As I was thinking wildly in my mind, my feet never stopped. The light intimacy that I had when I slept here before has disappeared, replaced by a kind of indifference born of familiarity. I walked alone in a silent space, and I always felt that this emptiness seemed to cater to my state of mind, covering thousands of words that made people want to speak.
It feels like something is about to explode in my chest. I always feel like there is a force that is constantly jumping. At this time, I knew I had no way out. I could only constantly adjust the divine power in my body to control this restlessness.
Althea had already regained her composure at this time, and said lightly in my body: "Human, you are timid."
I don¡¯t deny this, I just keep moving forward calmly.
"Yes, I'm a little scared."
"What are you afraid of?"
I thought for a while, but I couldn¡¯t seem to explain myself, so I could only say vaguely: "I was thinking, this thing has been kept in the deepest part of the library for hundreds of years. Someone should have known its value for a long time, right? Why now? No one touched it? Is there some conspiracy in this?"
Althea sneered and said: "Human conspiracies are just a joke no matter how cautious you are."
I was so excited that I had nothing to say. In the eyes of the gods, humans are indeed as weak as ants. Althea is just a goddess who has lost all her divine power. The divine power she provides almost makes me invincible. If the protoss came out in full force I shuddered just thinking about it.
"In the final analysis, if humans want to compete with the gods, then?It still seems too far away and elusive.
There was only one door in the deepest part of the library in the old days, in the center of the back of a gorgeous wall. The heavy and simple wooden door was tightly locked, and the patterns on it formed a magic circle pattern that I seemed familiar with.
It¡¯s like two worlds separated by a door or a wall.
I took a deep breath and put my hand on the wooden door.
The power of magical blending flows between me and the wooden door.
When I pushed open the door, I felt as if I was instantly knocked down by a strong breath. A dull sound suddenly sounded in the huge empty space, like a buzzing sound that echoed in my mind. At this moment, I could hardly breathe or think. I felt as if my soul had been pulled out of my body in an instant, and I was shocked and overwhelmed in front of that unknown existence.
This is the real holy thing left by the gods.
Under the pressure that made my breath stop, I almost instinctively wanted to rely on the divine power in my body to resist. As soon as I thought of using the divine power, the heat in my body began to surge.
At this time, Althea didn¡¯t say a word, and she was extremely silent inside my body.
The divine power flowed crazily in my body like a rushing river. I felt that my soul was being torn apart by countless powerful forces at this moment. The wonderful pain seemed to penetrate into the deepest part of a person's heart, giving me no chance to scream in pain. nothing.
Facing such a powerful force, I had almost no strength to resist. I could only let the inexplicable pressure resonate with the divine power in my body. For a while, there was an intense buzzing in my head. This strong impact made me almost unsteady and almost fell to the ground.
When my body was shaky, I almost gritted my teeth and shouted: "Sister, what is this?"
Althea didn¡¯t speak, just sighed.
I wanted to understand something, but unfortunately before my mind could turn around, the dark space gradually became brighter.
It was only then that I noticed what kind of space I had entered.
In the vast and empty space, there is nothing but a circular building in the middle.
But if you look carefully, it is not difficult to find that these empty and dark walls are covered with various patterns. These patterns become more and more conspicuous as the space suddenly becomes brighter.
Those patterns are like language and patterns, giving people an inexplicable and strange feeling.
Most of the buzzing sound in the entire space comes from these patterns. As it shook with loud noises, I could see the patterns slowly shaking, flickering brightly and dimly.
What kind of scene is this Although I was amazed, I still had to fight against the sounds. I looked up and fell to the ground, looking at the four walls and dome as vast as the starry sky, feeling at a loss.
The divine power continued to surge, and I felt like I could no longer hold on. I was about to call for help, but suddenly I felt that the power was beginning to weaken, and I couldn't help but feel secretly happy.
I tried my best to fight against this force, and after a while, the divine power in my body gradually calmed down. It was then that I realized something very strange.
In the deepest part of the library in the old days, there were no books.
Not a single one.
This is really strange. Isn¡¯t this supposed to be a collection of books?
The inexplicable feeling of desolation in my heart came up again, and I immediately realized that this was the memory of the Immortal King resonating with this library.
I raised my head and tried hard to hold on to my consciousness, but the inexplicable feeling of desolation gradually took over.
In fact, I have known for a long time that the Immortal King is countless times more powerful than me in terms of surveillance and mental power. If it weren't for Althea's support, my consciousness would have been taken over by the Undead King. I had always pretended to have forgotten this matter before, but now I understand that what needs to be faced in life must be faced, and escaping is meaningless.
Almost at the same time as I kept struggling, the desolate consciousness began to collide with the runes around me. Only then did I realize that I couldn't control the power inside my body. I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to control my mind after a while.
I closed my eyes and concentrated my energy to fight against this force. Unfortunately, even if I close my eyes, I can still see streaks of faint blue light swirling around me, as if they want to swallow me completely at any time.
This is so disappointing.
????????? Nothing good came of my struggle, and I encountered no backlash. I just felt like my strength was being slowly eaten away by something, and I was helpless amid the intense stinging pain and weakness all over my body. Apart from trembling instinctively, I felt like a truly small human being at this point - I couldn't do anything.
Not only was there nothing I could do, not even Althea inside me could do anything. I once saw the magnificent scene under the memory seal of the Immortal King in my dream, and this powerful existence cannot be stopped by Althea. Having been a mortal enemy of the Gods for so many years, the Immortal King must have a knack for reincarnation. How can we stop it?
After resisting for a while, I felt that I had no strength to continue to hold on, no matter physically or mentally, so I could only ask with resentment and unwillingness: "Sisteram I going to say goodbye to you?"
Althea still didn¡¯t answer and sighed again.
I¡¯m anxious. Sister Goddess has never had this kind of attitude. I don¡¯t remember. What¡¯s going on today?
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? www.piotia.comp;Not only was there nothing I could do, not even Althea inside me could do anything. I once saw the magnificent scene under the memory seal of the Immortal King in my dream, and this powerful existence cannot be stopped by Althea. Having been a mortal enemy of the Gods for so many years, the Immortal King must have a knack for reincarnation. How can we stop it?
After resisting for a while, I felt that I had no strength to continue to hold on, no matter physically or mentally, so I could only ask with resentment and unwillingness: "Sisteram I going to say goodbye to you?"
Althea still didn¡¯t answer and sighed again.
I¡¯m anxious. Sister Goddess has never had this kind of attitude. I don¡¯t remember. What¡¯s going on today?
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