Noticing Gawain's gaze, Herty looked over curiously, and then struggled to make out the ancient words on the wall—but before she could finish it, Gawain took the initiative to explain the meaning of the sentence.

Everyone at the scene was stunned.

This sentence...... What do you mean? Amber looked at the proclamation-like line in a daze, and said in disbelief, "Under normal circumstances, no one would say such a thing...... And it's written in this kind of place! ”

Hetty had an idea: "Disobedience to the gods is the only way to keep mankind alive...... Could it be that the gods want humanity to perish? ”

"Things related to God are often full of symbols and metaphors, and they are not visible from the superficial meaning of a sentence." Gawain said absent-mindedly, but what came to his mind was the sensational facts he had heard when he had connected to the Eternal Slab Fragments.

Then he turned to Byron: "You mentioned that you found the remnants of the manuscript here?" ”

Byron nodded: "Yes, over here." But they're quite fragile, and we didn't dare touch them after we found them. ”

The remnants of the manuscript were not sealed, but were scattered on a table not far away, as if for some reason the personnel here did not take them with them when they were evacuated. The material of the manuscripts is the parchment that was commonly used by magicians during the Gondor Empire to keep records, and it is precisely because of this special material that these manuscripts have survived thousands of years of erosion despite being exposed to air.

But while the manuscript itself was not decayed, many of the words on it were faded and weathered beyond recognition, and Gawain could tell at least half of them to be unreadable at a cursory glance.

Fortunately, there is still half left.

Hetty was ready, she brought the newly enchanted scroll and the ritual quill pen, and when she saw the precious ancient manuscripts, she immediately unfolded the scroll and let it float in the air beside her, then held the quill in one hand and placed the other hand on top of the already fragile ancient parchment, and with the obscure spell, the power of magic surged around her, and the quill suddenly broke away from her fingers and flew to the scroll on its own and began to write rapidly.

The characters on the parchment are faithfully restored and rubbed by magical forces, whether they are legible or inadequate, and after each "scanning" of a piece of paper, Hetty takes a slight breath and carefully picks up the processed original ancient manuscript and places it in a small box that has been prepared.

Although the contents of the manuscript have been preserved, these antique originals are still quite valuable, and it is certainly better to be preserved.

Gawain stood next to Hetty, sighing slightly at the convenience of magical power while watching intently at what was on the scroll.

He read slowly to extract legible information from a large mass of defective and distorted characters, but even so, some disturbing sentences gradually came together: they didn't seem to be research notes, not even diaries, and after putting the words into sentences, Gawain only felt them like the gibberish of a madman, full of terrible conjectures and metaphors:

“…… Look at it, and it looks at me from the festering flesh...... It's in me, and I'm going to it......

"No one will survive, and the end is near...... Blasphemy doesn't keep us going......

“…… Feast, feast, I ate the flesh and blood of the gods again, and live here for a new century, they didn't come, they still didn't come, but I don't need them to come again. The outside world has collapsed, it has collapsed......"

This was followed by a large jumble of graffiti, where the words became illegible lines and symbols, not because the handwriting on the original manuscript was blurry and distorted, but because the person who wrote them seemed to have gone mad themselves, but after a few manuscripts, the crazy scribbles were turned into readable text:

"He sleeps in the depths of the earth, He sleeps in the depths of the sea, He sleeps in the depths of the sky, He calls my name, the murmur......

"I saw Him, the face of the gods, and He smiled at me in the light...... Take a step, and I'm going to His kingdom. Ah, that's the greatest gift, the gods gave us flesh and blood to eat, and it was for this day......"

After that, there are long and crazy lines, and even the occasional word popping out of the graffiti seems illogical and grammatical, more appropriate than the occasional unfinished babble in a chaotic brain: the manuscripts can no longer be read.

Hetty noticed this, too, and she rubbed several pages of these "gibberish" in a row, and finally stopped, flipped the manuscripts with her plastic hand, and stopped her spell after making sure there was nothing of value underneath.

"What is that talking about?" Amber leaned over, looked at the rubbing scroll floating in the air, and asked curiously, "Ghost-like ......?"

"A madman's babble," Gawain frowned, the words on the scroll that made him deeply uneasy, but he explained it anyway, "...... Sounds like something left behind by someone who has been abandoned here, in the process of gradually going crazy. ”

After hearing the meaning of those words, everyone at the scene couldn't help but have a strange creepy feeling, although those were just crazy words, but somehow, those words exuded a terrifying aura as if there was a special power.

"I ...... I'm starting to dislike these things......" Amber got goosebumps all over her body and couldn't help but hide behind Gawain's back, "This place feels very, very bad to me......"

Gawain was about to make a similar statement, but before he could speak, a very slight grunt suddenly came from behind him.

This was followed by another gurgling sound.

Everyone immediately drew their weapons and turned in the direction from which the sound came, and in front of everyone's eyes, one of the cylindrical containers in the center of the hall suddenly changed!

The originally empty transparent tubular cultivation tank was filled with liquid out of thin air, and a large string of bubbles quickly emerged from the surging liquid, and a twisted and strange shadow emerged from the bubble, it was still an illusory shadow one second, but it had condensed into an entity the next second-

It was blood-red, giant-like, an exceptionally strong deformation, but it had a face that was almost human, with closed eyes and a face full of pain and madness!

This monster, which seemed to be a mixture of deformed and human, condensed out of thin air, and then struggled to break through the sealed transparent container, and an incredible scene appeared: the container that should have been completely sealed suddenly became illusory, and the monster's body also became illusory, and the two quickly merged and penetrated into each other, and the monster's body was forced out of the container like this!

Gawain drew his sword: "Kill it!" ”

The monster had regained its form at this moment, and as soon as it was freed from its restraints, it lunged at the nearest soldier, pounced on it and let out a chaotic roar: "Hungry...... Hungry!! ”

Several swords blocked the monster's path from all sides, and then scorching blades, hardened daggers, and a barrage of arcane missiles slammed down on the monster's head and face—all but the arcane missiles hit the ground solidly.

However, its vitality was terrifying, even if its limbs were cut and broken, and even the weakness of its back as a deformed body was slashed by Gawain's sword, it still did not die, it still struggled to get up, and pounced on Amber, who was in its sight.

Amber immediately stepped aside to touch the fish after the first stab, she never expected that she would become the target of the monster, but she was frightened and screamed, and the next second the whole person shrank into the shadows and escaped into the shadows.

The monster pounced, and when he was not able to gain a foothold, the Byron knight seized the opportunity and stepped forward to stab the enemy through with a sword.

It was as if the monster that had been a mixture of humans and aberrants had fallen heavily to the ground, but instead of dissipating like normal aberrations, it squirmed and gradually recovered, and showed signs of getting up again!

"It's not dead yet?!" Gawain was taken aback by this abnormal situation, and immediately held his sword in his hand and was about to step forward to continue mending the sword, but before he could take action, Amber, who had just hid in the Shadow Realm, suddenly jumped out of thin air and grabbed his arm with a frightened expression: "Gawain! Dark...... There's something in the Shadow Realm!! ”

Gawain had never seen such a frightened look on the face of this half-elf who was not afraid of heaven and earth - unlike the previous deliberately exaggerated and startled expression, Amber was really frightened at this time, and Gawain even felt that if this place was a little more gloomy, this girl would even cry on the spot!

Glancing at the monster that had re-entered a stalemate with Byron and his party, and confirming that this monster would not suppress Byron and the others for the time being except for its strong vitality, Gawain immediately grabbed Amber's arm: "Take me in and have a look!" ”

Amber hesitated rarely: "But ...... in the Shadow Realm"

"There's me!"

Amber gritted her teeth and pulled Gawain's arm hard: "Good! ”

The strange sense of imbalance came again, and the sounds and perceptions of the real world quickly faded away, and Gawain was pulled into the shadow realm by Amber in front of his eyes.

This world, which exists parallel to the real space-time, seems to always maintain the same brightness, neither dark nor bright, whether on the surface of the earth or in the deep mountains and caves, it always maintains a dim and dark situation that does not affect the vision.

Gawain's first glance when he entered the Shadow Realm was to look around: like the rest of the Shadow Realm, the real space was mirrored in a chaotic way, the rotunda was pale, and the hall was surrounded by a circle of dark masses that surged like smoke - the place where the magic devices were stacked in the current world, and in the center of the hall was the "thing" that Amber mentioned.

Gone were the original metal base and transparent tubular container, replaced by a pool of black mist surging in the center of the room, and a blood-red mud that continued to spread from the black mist.

And along with the mud, there are countless chaotic whispers that suddenly fill my mind!