Chapter 1028 The amount of information is huge

In the Corpus incident, every step of the development was full of peaks and turns.

A simple witcher civil war could involve so many ancient secrets, and Hao Ren was a little numb at this time, to be honest. The remnant palace of the goddess of creation, the discovery of the god-killing sword, and the amazing connection between Vivien and the Demon Hunter Order, each of these things was enough for him to go back and write a report of at least more than 800 words, and by the way, he worked with the demons and monsters at home to carry out several post-disaster reconstruction work on the three views, so at this time, when Mimir mentioned those ancient materials, he was very calm - after listening to the scary stories, are you afraid to read the text version again?

Of course, calm is calm, and he is still looking forward to those ancient scrolls. After all, it not only records Vivien's experience 6,000 years ago, but also records the early excavations of Colpers by the witchers, which have become the most valuable materials for him after Hao Ren determined that Colpers is the ruins of the goddess's palace.

Mimir closed his eyes slightly, and mysterious ancient runes began to emerge around the massive skull, which swirled in the air and suddenly floated towards the wall behind the altar, combining on the wall in the shape of a door. As the door slowly opened, a deeper chamber was revealed.

"That Chamber is where the First Saint once lived in seclusion," Mimir's voice sounded in everyone's heads, "after being mortally injured by Vivien, she still barely survived for several years, and by that time the special curse of the Dark Sword had begun to take effect, and the Saints had discovered about Vivien?" All of Ansesta's books, tablets, and artifacts became unreadable, and they thought it was a testament to the wreak of your power on the Dark Sword, which was fearful of your might. to eliminate your influence at all costs. So after some deliberation, the saints gathered all the things in the clan that were relevant to you. All sealed in this vault, and the First Saint spent the last years of his life. He constantly used all his strength to bless and strengthen these scrolls and artifacts.

"Eventually, when the First Saint ran out of oil, she had the chamber sealed off from the outside, leaving a last word: the door could only be opened when the unspeakable man had removed the 'shadow that dwelt in the Holy Land.' Later, the witchers brought me to this tower, and it took me a thousand years to gain their trust, and finally I was placed in this place to guard the vault. ”

Hao Ren was about to walk towards the secret room, when he suddenly became a little curious: "I'm curious about one thing-how did you gain the trust of the demon hunter?" ”

Mimir possesses a venerable ancient wisdom. Even if the Witcher sometimes needed to turn to his knowledge, other than that, the guardian giant was still an "outlier" in the eyes of the Witcher, and Hao Ren could imagine that when the Norse god system was just gone, ordinary Witchers must have confused Mimir with Odin - a fanatical Witcher could not tell the difference between the two.

"It's not easy to gain trust, and at first they wanted to kill me," Mimir said, looking at ease, "but they didn't do it right away." Instead, they want to get some ancient knowledge from me first. So I stayed in the Spirit Tower for a long time, until, like them, I was controlled by the whispers of the Dark Sword. I think it's because of this that they relieved their hostility towards me. ”

After the other party was also controlled by the "whisper", the witcher lifted his suspicion and hostility towards Mimir?

Hao Ren nodded slightly. A deeper understanding of the laws of the god-killing sword's power was revealed: the sword seemed to be looking for minions, and as long as it was also under its control, it would be forcibly put into one faction.

Under Claude's leadership. The group walked into the secret room behind Mimir.

In addition to being spacious enough, the furnishings in the secret room are simple and plain.

There is a stone bed in the middle of the room. A set of stone tables and stone benches, which is all the personal furniture used in the daily life of the first saint in the past. The bedding on the stone bed had all decayed to ashes. On the stone table, you can still see some ancient, indistinguishable tools. Thick dust has accumulated on these furniture, which has completely obscured their original color and edges.

In addition to this, the secret room is full of large neat shelves arranged along the walls.

Large, quaint wooden shelves are filled with primitive manuscript scrolls, thick, bulky enchanted stone tablets, and six-thousand-year-old equipment and artifacts that are very different from those used by today's witchers. The old objects were all covered in a thick layer of dust, but they were still intact under the protection of magic, and some of them with special magical powers were still glowing faintly, glowing like fireflies in the darkness.

White Fire and Tutin finally couldn't help but sigh softly when they saw these things. The two witchers were in a state of astonishment and speechlessness the whole time when Mimir told those ancient stories, and at this point they seemed to be relieved. Bai Huo clutched his chest: "This is the relic of the First Saint......"

Tutin looked at Vivien, as if to avoid Mimir's attention, and lowered his voice, "I still have reservations about those stories. ”

"Human nature," Vivien nodded disapprovingly, "and to be honest, I have three points of reservation. Mimir may not have lied, but he probably didn't know everything. ”

Tutin didn't answer, just shook his head with a complicated expression, apparently he didn't know what to say at this time.

"These things are very well preserved," Vivien said silently as she walked over to the old bookshelves, and casually removed a scroll from them, and the dust that had accumulated for six thousand years flew up and was blown away by her wave of her hand, "...... Early Pioneer Records in Colpers. ”

Hao Ren took out the terminal: "Scan, keep the file." ”

These things are priceless treasures - not only are they of great research value to Hao Ren, but they are also precious relics for demon hunters, so he does not intend to forcibly confiscate them in order to quell the chaos. The scanning function of the data terminal is enough to preserve all the details of these artifacts and use them for research.

As Vivien and Hao Ren wandered through the ancient tomes, Lily quickly lost patience, wandering around the furniture used by the First Saint and curiously fiddling with the strange knick-knacks on the table.

As she fiddled with the ancient utensils, a thoughtful look appeared on her face.

"After the first Plague of Madness, these scrolls were affected by mystical powers," Claude whispered as he approached Hao Ren and Vivien, carefully flipping through the papers, "Only saints can see the words on them, and ordinary people have a splitting headache when they read them, and it is difficult to read. To this day, from time to time, people still find unreadable ancient texts in the vast archives of the library, except for a few that are truly forbidden books, most of them because they contain Vivien? The name of Ansesta or the deeds of the Fourteenth Saint. However, the important books have been sealed in this secret room, and most of the things found outside are insignificant......"

Not far away, Lily let out a long yawn of boredom as she listened to Claude and Hao Ren bumble about these old tales. She swept the stone bed of the First Saint with her tail, and after probably clearing the dust, she was gone. Strands sit down.

The growing tiredness permeated, and the husky girl yawned again, this time with tears coming out of her eyes.

In a state of confusion brought on by sleepiness and yawning, she saw a petite female figure suddenly appear in the doorway out of thin air, and this figure walked in with a big grin, and walked around the secret room.

"Who are you?" Lily asked curiously.

"Who are you talking to?" Yitzax glanced back curiously.

Lily pointed in an empty direction, "Isn't there a ...... over there Huh? What about people? ”

The place where she fingered was empty.

"Well, I'm probably sleepy!" Lily patted her head embarrassedly and jumped off the stone bed, then squatted down and patted a certain position on the stone bed, and with three or two taps, she opened a secret compartment that no one had noticed before, she reached into the dark compartment and pulled it out, but only grabbed a handful of black debris, "Ah, how did my dim sum become like this?" ”

Needle drops can be heard in the chamber.

Everyone watched Lily's actions in amazement, and Claude couldn't help but blurt out, "How do you know there's a lattice there?!" ”

"Huh? I designed it, of course I know," Lily replied with a look of confusion on her face, but subconsciously replied, and then she went straight to the stone table and sat down, shouting at the outside as she expertly cleaned up her things, "Fingal! Bring me my Magic Light Crystal! By the way, tell Bedolis, today...... How is this dirty here? (To be continued.) )