Chapter 533 Round Table and Lake
Why are there eleven altars inside this ‘World Tree’...
Sean thought for a moment and then closed his eyes.
The terrain he walked along was reflected in his mind, and then combined into a picture.
Shaun slowly opened his eyes, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
The lake here is too huge, and you can’t feel it personally when you walk around. But after combining the pictures, you can find that this pale red lake is almost the same as the round table in the thinking hall, and even the eleven altars and eleven seats They are all in the same position.
In other words, this place can be regarded as an expanded version of the Round Table.
Looking down, this place is the last altar, which can accommodate a total of 1,100 sacrifices. If divided according to the seating arrangement, this is the location of the eleventh saint.
The numbers representing the seats in the Hall of Thought are not divided into different levels. Instead, in order to deceive people, Sean ranked the seats in order - Saints One is the largest, and Saints Eleven is the smallest. location.
After pondering for a moment, Sean walked towards the altar he passed before. It was the third from the bottom and could accommodate eight hundred sacrifices.
After searching around, nothing unusual appeared, and the voice in his head didn't give any warning. However, Sean has always been a master of many clever ideas.
He discovered that if the altar was enlarged many times and reached an upper limit, the shape it constructed could exactly match the "Lake Round Table".
Without hesitation, Sean gently hooked his fingers, and the fox tail emerged from behind him - the fox magic began to show its power.
The shadow of a seat increases from small to large until it matches the upper limit studied by Sean.
The pale red lake suddenly flickered, and a ray of light emerged from the bottom of the lake and connected to the seat constructed of shadows.
"Did you succeed on the first try..."
Sean did not show joy. On the contrary, the suspicion flashed across his face.
He was acting on his intuition, but right now it seemed that his intuition was pointing directly to the right answer.
Then what happens next...
Sean slowly closed his eyes, and then, a shadow with the same image as him slowly stepped out of his forehead. Immediately, this phantom expanded and expanded at an astonishing speed, and instantly transformed into a ten thousand-foot-tall giant, standing between heaven and earth.
The giant's body is as majestic as a mountain, blocking out the sky and the sun. His eyes are like two burning flames, shining with blazing light. Every time he blinks, it seems to ignite the entire world. The giant's skin seems to be carved from the hardest rock, and every muscle contains endless power, which makes people feel awe-inspiring.
His breathing was deep and powerful, and every breath was accompanied by a thunderous roar, as if even the heaven and earth were trembling. The giant's arms were as thick as pillars, and seemed to be able to easily tear apart space between his fingers, while his legs were like two giant pillars, stably supporting the huge body.
The giant slowly lowered his head, glanced at the equally huge seat next to him, and then sat down.
When the giant sat down, the light from the bottom of the lake burst out with a strong and ancient breath. That breath seemed to have started flowing from the first day of the world, and it contained a heart-beating hugeness. The energy, and even the evil god fragments in Sean's body, trembled like a resonance.
Shaun's eyes shone brightly, and he felt that something was... turning? ! However, before Sean realized what it was, a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart. He suddenly turned his head to look at the lake. The calm lake surface that was originally like a mirror suddenly started to boil.
Something terrible is about to come out of it!
Shaun felt something in his heart, and the seat constructed by fox magic disappeared together with the giant.
The light connecting to the bottom of the lake retreated instantly, and the thing that was about to drill out suddenly lost its movement, leaving only the still boiling lake surface to prove its existence just now.
The huge consumption of the fox's magic and the strong oppression of the unknown creature just now made Sean take a deep breath. After slowly exhaling it again, his racing heart calmed down.
"Damn it, I guessed that the number of sacrifices on the altar was opposite to the number of the round table seats in the thinking hall, so I tried it through intuition... What is hidden under this lake?"
He He frowned deeply. The threat that hit his instinct just now was too terrifying. Sean didn't even doubt that if that thing got out of the lake, Bai Ye would probably have to pay for his life here.
Moreover, that thing was not the ancient aura revealed before. Sean had a vague feeling in his heart - it might be the existence of the ancient aura, a... guard.
“From this point of view, the ancient aura is just a part of something at the bottom of the lake... I just noticed that a saint was returning, and then it escaped... But it was just constructed by me. Shadow..."
Shaun thought to himself in a low voice, with a slightly solemn look in his eyes.
According to the current situation, the Hall of Thought and the Creation Slate still hide more secrets that I don't know about.
"Noah, did you feel the scene just now?" Sean asked.
Noah's voice also had a hint of solemnity: "Yes, the Three Saints, you seemed to have returned to your place in reality just now - but there is no relevant information recorded in my database. , According to my underlying data, the Hall of Thought is a technological creation and should not be related to the ancient gods."
Sean frowned slightly: "Ancient gods? Are you sure that the one who just breathed out is an ancient god?”
“This is a calculation from my database. Because of your generosity, my program is constantly evolving and combining all the information I can use. According to the information, my personal tendency is that there may be an ancient god sleeping at the bottom of the lake - oh, I have some wording errors, that should not be the bottom of the lake."
Noah whispered: "Lord III of Saints, this place may be connected to a deeper place."
"Deeper place..." Sean repeated in a low voice, with a little light shining in his eyes, "This dead tree, His The roots have taken root into the unimaginable ground? "
"It's very possible, I think, that there are secrets related to the Hall of Thought, and there are also ancient gods sleeping there," Noah gave himself. the final conclusion.
Shaun nodded thoughtfully. Noah's analysis does make sense, but the key lies in how this tree got here and why it smells of deception.
While thinking alone, Sean sat down habitually and kicked up nearby stones with his feet.
He still exerted force as before, then raised his eyes slightly, looking for the familiar arc.
However, Sean did not see any trace of the flying stones.
(End of this chapter)