The Whispering Verses Chapter 1187: Church of the Forgotten
Chapter 1187 Church of the Forgotten
"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 It? Yes, there's something else inside."
"It's really interesting. Then I'm going to try it 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.
It took a long time before he shook his head and took off his glasses:
"Interesting, more interesting than I thought. This is almost a 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 Hidden in the center. Don't try to force it, or you'll damage the contents."
"What's the key inside?"
Xia De raised his eyebrows.
"Why do you guess it's a key?"
Old John asked curiously, but seeing that Shade didn’t want to answer, he didn’t ask further:
"I just saw the general shape. Although it was very blurry, I was sure it was definitely not a key. At least not a normal-shaped key."
Then it is definitely not what Shade is looking for, but this is normal. Shade does not think that he is so lucky that he can find traces of the key as soon as he arrives in Randall City.
"What a brilliant alchemy technique. I don't know which master made it. Shade, if one day it is no longer useful to you, please sell it to me. Even without these mithrils, this is still quite amazing. ”
Old John said while taking off his glasses, while Shade had some doubts——
How on earth did Mr. Thomas Granger, the low-level warlock who was buried somewhere, obtain such a powerful alchemy item.
After 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 it could not be cracked, and he did not leave in a hurry:
"Sir, regarding the end of the world, I have something to do with Mr. John of the Guiding Light Monastery."
The old man nodded and continued to slowly pack away the lenses on the table:
"It seems that you made a great discovery around the New Year's Day?"
"Yes, I entered a weird dream and learned some information. The end will probably come really soon."
This is judged based on the image of Luvia in the dream. Although the slightly mature Luvia is older, she is definitely not more than thirty years old. However, if you consider that she was once a demigod witch, she may be older, but the end of the world will definitely not come more than a hundred or two hundred years ago.
"Yes, yes, I also received enlightenment before the end of the year. Of course the end will come, and it will probably exceed our expectations."
After stuffing the box under the counter, Old John clasped his hands together and looked at Shade:
"This is related to the prophetic poem of the witch of the fifth era, and also related to the gods."
"What will you do?"
Shad asked. Although Old John was old, his eyes were very powerful:
"We have always believed that the coming of the doomsday is a natural phenomenon in the world. But we will not sit still and wait to find the answer. If we can prevent it, we will unite all possible forces to prevent the doomsday. If we cannot prevent the doomsday, we will try our best to delay it. It's coming. If you can't even delay it, plan for survival after the apocalypse. If no one survives, at least leave a message about our civilization."
The old man sighed slightly:
"I have pessimistic thoughts about this. Fortunately, the enlightenment I received was not particularly clear. Perhaps, there are other ways to interpret the enlightenment. After all, I saw many possibilities of doomsday at once. But also Don’t be too pessimistic. We are not alone in this world. The Zhengshen Church, the three major academies, and other ancient entities in the material world, even criminals with a long history of evil, will not watch the world go to destruction.”
Xia De nodded, his mood not changing much. After all, he had accepted the fact half a month ago. Just when he looked at the newspaper placed by Old John on the table, he accidentally saw a familiar name.
The news in the newspaper was that Princess Margaret of Anjou and Prince William of Anjou of Carsenlick went to the city of Randall Valley to inaugurate the second southern shipyard of the United Kingdom Navy. Shade already knew this from Lesia, and the newspaper mentioned this time that Princess Margaret arrived in Randall Valley City this Friday.
However, he still didn't know whether Miss Sylvia would go with him.
Sighing slightly in his heart, as the early morning hours were about to pass, Shade planned to go to Randall Valley City as soon as possible to meet Luvia. But before leaving, he thought of another thing:
"Dad John, do you know the old **** [Old Forgotten]?"
This is the silver cube, the name of the **** who belonged to the abandoned church that was told yesterday.
"Oh? I didn't expect you to know this god?"
The old man who picked up the newspaper again glanced at Xia De:
"You have to know that even if a **** leaves, his power still affects the material world. Reflected in the power of the old **** - the **** of memory [Old Forgotten], very few people can remember this god's information. Even I only know about the existence of this god, that his order is called the Forgotten Order, and that the church is called the Forgotten Church, but I don’t know anything else.”
"So, where can I get the information?"
Xia De asked curiously again, but unexpectedly the old man shrugged:
"I may have known it before, but I have forgotten it now. There may be some records from the Zhengshen Church and the three major colleges, but you should not hold out too much hope. The **** of memory is also the **** of forgetfulness. Since ?If we don’t want to be remembered by mortals, we will definitely not remember it. However, it is said that the sect still exists, of course, it is just a rumor."
In this way, the clues about the strange church were interrupted again.
From the basement of my home, I went to the "Church of the Forgotten" in Randall Valley, walked through the ruins of the church, and entered the courtyard from the main entrance of the church.
Although there was light snow yesterday, the weather in the Randall Valley was exceptionally good today, and the temperature was higher than in Tobesk. Shade even felt a little hot while 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 Randall Valley City is also located in the core neighborhood of the city. To the left of the association is the imposing city hall, but it is a little different from the Prophets Association in Tobesk.
Tobesk's association is located on Silver Cross Avenue. Although it occupies a large area, it is still a standard rectangular three-story building. There is a square in front of the Prophets Association in Randall Valley City, which is connected to the square in front of the city hall with the Kasenlik flag flying.
On the edge of the square directly in front of 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 left and right sides, leading to the main entrance of the association at a height, and the steps The railings are decorated with metal vines, branches and leaves, and long snakes.
This kind of main entrance is much more impressive than Tobesk's association. But the reason is also obvious. The housing prices in Randall Valley are completely inferior to that of the Pearl of the North.
Shad was not sure when Luvia would come to the association today, so he planned to wait in the association to give Luvia a surprise. The association in the morning was already very lively, and the love for Rhodes does not distinguish between nationalities. If it weren't for the fact that everyone around him spoke Kasenlik, Shade would even feel that this place was no different from Tobesk.
Although he was disguised, he still looked like a northerner at this time. Wandering around in the association would obviously attract unnecessary attention, so Shade decided to find something to do for himself.
The Prophet's Association in Randall Valley almost occupies an area as large as a big city library. The building is divided into four floors, only one floor lower than the city hall next to it. Both the first and second floors are engaged in Rhodes-related business, and of course there is a playing area for card players. After all, the Prophet's Association itself can be considered a Rhodes Club.
The venue that Xia De was interested in was the terrace facing the central staircase on the second floor. The terrace was about the same size as Shade's living room. There were seven or eight square tables, and there were unopened parasols on the sides of each square table. Although it is only the second floor and not very high, the association itself is high up in the city, so the second floor terrace can overlook the city scenery and see the valleys and forests in the distance. The scenery is quite good.
Shad took a fancy to the outermost position near the balcony railing. After sitting down, although his back was to the railing and the little angel statue on the railing, "she" could always monitor whether Luvia appeared at the entrance of the association. at.
At the long table with the best seat, a middle-aged man was already sitting there, sorting out his deck. When Shad pulled up the chair across from the table and sat down, the gentleman with thick eyebrows raised his head and glanced at him:
"Unseen face, sir, are you a foreigner?"
"A writer from Willondale heard that the scenery here is beautiful and wants to come here to draw materials."
Shad also took out his deck. Of course, all the special cards have been taken out.