Fantasy World Transmigration Chapter 68: Demons on the tip of the tongue

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Chen Ang stood at the door of the Department of Mysterious Affairs of the Ministry of Magic. He walked down the elevator and pushed open the door. Behind the door was a huge circular hall with a dome high above it. The destruction of the surroundings, the surrounding light stagnation, showing off-white and pale white, the destruction and ruins caused by the battle are like a projection in the river of time, and like the old yellowed photographs that recorded the moment.

Some Aurors who are too late to retreat are forgotten here, some of them open their mouths, want to yell, some have ugly faces, and some stagnate the expression of fear before death—but they did n’t die, and It was forgotten by time.

This is the ‘well of eternity’, a transit point to the dark plane without the concept of time and space.

If Chen Ang is willing, he can let the time flow here. It is in the gap between the dark planes of the real world and the spirit world. It has very strange physical characteristics. The part of the Ministry of Magic that has been devoured is not occupied here. A corner of nine cows.

Chen Ang floats gently in front of the void, the destruction caused by the surrounding battles, like the backflow of time and space, returns to its original state.

When the dust settles, everything around it returns to its original form—doors and ceilings, the tiles on the ground, everything is black. In the gray and white tones of the whole space, it looks extraordinarily secluded, some Doors without handles are spaced around the wall, which is dotted with candlesticks that glow pale.

From the beginning to the end, there is absolute silence around. It seems that the concept of "sound" does not exist in the whole world.

Chen Ang stepped into a room. It was a rectangular room, which was empty. The golden chain chandelier hanging from the roof gave off a pale light, which made it more empty. Only in the middle of the house, there was a A huge glass barrel of dark green liquid, some pearl-white brain marrow and brain tissue swim inside.

"The Hall of the Brain ... hides the study of the brain in the magic world." Chen Ang looks at these bizarre brain marrows that have been activated by magic. In arcane vision, these brain-flickering souls are activated and they emit from the perspective of electromagnetic waves. The brainwaves let Chen Ang know that the Ministry of Magic did not know what method was used, so that these brains were still thinking.

"The Brain in the Cylinder!" Chen Ang whispered: "It's interesting ... a little bit, the taste of the Devil's Brain Pool."

The scene in front of me reminded Chen Ang of the brain flower that diners in Sichuan hot pot loved. The white flower flower brain flower floated in the red and colorful red pot, highlighting the unique food taste of the big food empire. The evil art that the demons all admire.

Chen Ang has always wanted to try it. Put chili, pepper, green onion, **** and garlic in the brain pool of Demon Devil, bring out a pot of Sichuan red pot with rich fragrance, and eat the main brain and Xiao Dexin Devil Unfortunately, in the time of Faerun World, that Chen Ang was still not able to let himself go and enjoy the present moment, missing many delicacies of Faerun Continent.

The ancestry of the Cantonese is about to move around in the body of Chen Ang.

Chen Ang took one step and left this brain hall, which hides many evil secrets of the Ministry of Magic. In the next room, various clocks fill the entire space, and they should have sent out various sizes. , Long and short ticks, but in this world, all the clocks and watches have stopped moving forward. As the folds of space in the dimension, no one in this world knows time better than Chen Ang.

He looked at those big and small clocks with great interest, that is everything, different time, the essence of science in depth, leaving the frame of reference, time is meaningless narrative, in the magic world, need The wizard can use this method to touch a fur.

Every timepiece here represents the time of a frame of reference—the world of a certain wizard, the time of a bundle of lightning, passing through a time converter, returning to the past time, a messy, complicated clock, blurry Depicts the time scale of everything on the planet-but it does not make any sense.

Chen Ang looked at the door in the time hall. He took a step and entered the door.

The tall, close-to-dome shelves fill the entire space. There are countless crystal balls, large and small, on the shelves. Chen Ang raises his hand and the tall dome emits a gentle white light, illuminating here.

This is the Prophecy Hall, which stores all the prophecies accumulated by the British magic world.

"Whether those prophetic wizards are reliable or not, they rely on magic power to capture the trajectory of fate ... What is hidden here is all the secrets of time and fate in the entire British magic world ... God knows how deadly this is. Even if the predicted witch or witch just wanted to know what his friend ate tonight, it was also a secret about the coordinates and fate of that timeline. "

"Put into the world of Shushan, this kind of thing that is more terrible than the word" birthday "can allow an old devil to dye the entire British magic world and turn all the living wizard blood sacrifices involved here into the devil. , Alive as a sacrifice to the demon outside the imprisoned territory. "

Chen Ang waved slightly, and under the label with the name of Harry Potter, a crystal ball flew.

"This is the destiny of the savior." Chen Ang calmly said: "In the entire plot world, the most important mission props in the established direction. The crystal ball that predicted the fate of Harry Potter, the identity of the savior came from this The special couple died because of this, and Dumbledore chose to die on his own, and Voldemort also perished. "

It seems that there is a mission reminder from the Lord God in the ear, but Chen Ang ignores it.

"If Voldemort wants to change his life ... this is a very important thing ... but it is useless to me." Instead, these are Chen Ang recruited a few crystal balls, about Hogwarts Here are the predictions of the four founders.

Dumbledore's prediction of defeating the first-person Dark Lord and his various emotional entanglements.

The prophecy of New York Skaman, the author of "Where Is the Magical Animal"?

The water drops taken by these long rivers of time and destiny will allow Chen Ang to swim up in the right direction and reach the past time, but Chen Ang is not interested in this. His approach to the true truth of everything, and things became more and more boring, he now thinks of a fisherman on the river.

He delights in disturbing the established fate of ‘fish’, resulting in countless variables, observing the endless and unpredictable changes in the future from the upper reaches of time.

This is a kind of research and study on the plot plane created by the main **** space. By intercepting the timeline, the main **** steals the information and data of a universe, its origins and laws. Chen Ang reveals the secret of the main **** itself and the further secrecy of the time line through the study of the main god's ring of time.

Chen Ang put the crystal ball back to its original position and turned to leave the Prophecy Hall.

As he left, the dome with white light on top of his head gradually became dark. An inexplicable darkness named Mogos slowly enveloped the prophecy hall. The prophecy saved by countless crystal **** came from Mogos. The will and power can penetrate into the fate of the person represented by the fate trajectory recorded by those crystal balls, and even penetrate into the past timeline represented by those old crystal balls.

Straight lines of black air penetrate into the crystal ball, dyeing the white prophecies in the crystal clear crystal ball black.