Chapter Seventy-One: Parallel Worlds
Some things can be obtained from the beginning, but some things are not so easy to obtain, they hide in the shadows like spirits in the dark, and these spirits hidden in the shadows are called secrets.
The ancient texts have written similar things, but they are vague, as if the people who wrote about them did it deliberately, although they don't know what they were trying to do. But one thing is clear, that is, they do not want future generations to set foot in this realm and confront the evil gods.
When everyone thinks that those fairy tales and myths are nothing more than fantasies made up by the ancients, the real truth is unknown.
"I do know a little bit about Tames......"
Leonardo da Vinci coughed, looked at Wang Feng, and sold the guanzi.
"Oh? ...... the hell is Tames?"
Although Wang Feng was very anxious and hoped that Leonardo da Vinci would finish speaking, his expression was extremely peaceful, and even his tone was very cold, as if he didn't care at all about the person named Tames, who was it?
Seeing that his careful thinking did not succeed, Da Vinci stopped selling Guan Zi and told Wang Feng about Tames.
"Do you know the story of King Arthur's sword in stone?"
Wang Feng nodded, Wang Feng had heard about King Arthur's sword in the stone since he was a child, but he didn't expect that the Tames in the monster's mouth would be involved in the story of King Arthur's sword in stone.
He couldn't help but wonder how Leonardo da Vinci knew that the two were somehow inextricably linked.
"I know the story, but what does it have to do with Tames? Could it be that King Arthur is Tames? ”
As soon as Wang Feng said this, he vetoed it, because King Arthur's real name was not Tames.
This also made him wonder if the historical King Arthur was just a false name? His real name was Tames, but he didn't think his guess was very likely.
Because King Arthur really existed in history, there should be no mistakes in the documents of that time, but it is not accurate, because history was written by the victors. It is also possible that it is mixed with lies, and the things of the predecessors have been adapted and recited by later generations, and the descendants do not know what happened, and can only understand the general things through the stories that are transmitted.
In this way, history will produce certain errors and convey the wrong information to confuse everyone, and such history has lost its own value. It's all a story.
"I know what you're thinking, but you're thinking too much, King Arthur is still the same King Arthur, but Tames does have a relationship with King Arthur...... Did you know that King Arthur had a great magician named Merlin by his side...... He's not dead, it's actually another name for Merlin......" Leonardo da Vinci said with a deep sigh, as if remembering something: "I saw all this information through that dark festival......"
"But what does that have to do with me?"
Wang Feng is still a little confused, the great magician Merlin is Tames, and those monsters call themselves Tames, that is to say, they are the great magicians, although Merlin's logic can barely survive, but it seems a little absurd, after all, he is not King Arthur, a person of that era.
And the big in the story
Merlin the Wizard couldn't have been himself.
Of course, the speculations that have been made so far are nothing more than speculation.
"If we hadn't been in the game, the speculations would have been nonsense, but if we had been in the game, everything could have happened, and the speculations could have been real."
Da Vinci saw Wang Feng's careful thoughts.
Wang Feng felt that what he said did make some sense, if he hadn't joined this game, he would have always thought that Sherlock Holmes was just a character in it, but he joined this game and knew that Sherlock Holmes was real, and he was also a gift, and his real name was Faust.
For ordinary people, those bizarre stories or experiences are nothing more than nonsense, perhaps made up by neurotics, or made up by writers, but for players like them, those impossible things did not happen is absurd.
Thinking of Faust, Wang Feng suddenly remembered a letter that Faust had written to himself, and at that time in his dream, he also heard a terrifying dog barking, perhaps the monster that Faust met in his dream was the behemoth in his dream, which is the so-called magic dog.
And the monsters summoned by those cultists in London are also demon dogs, why did they come here? It's because of the demon dog.
"I always felt like I was overlooking something...... But what am I missing? ”
Wang Feng frowned, he just had a feeling of being sudden, but in a moment, he had doubts in his heart.
It's as if something is stuck there.
"Demon Dog...... It's all related to the magic dog! But ......"
Wang Feng's self-talk caught Leonardo da Vinci's attention.
"What...... Demon dogs? ”
Da Vinci also seemed to think of something, and he looked at Wang Feng and asked again.
"Right...... Demon Dog ......"
When he heard Wang Feng say the word demon dog again, Da Vinci's hanging heart was reassured, and when he went back, he was sure that he had heard correctly, and his heart couldn't help but be overjoyed.
"Yes, I saw a huge hound before, but this dog is very different from ordinary dogs, it looks very eerie, and it is hundreds of times larger than the others...... There were all sorts of holes in the body, and it looked like a decomposing corpse......"
Through the lens of the crow mask, Wang Feng could see that Leonardo da Vinci was particularly excited.
"When I was at another point in time, the word demon dog came up frequently, and I was solving an incident about the demon dog at that time." Wang Feng told Da Vinci everything he had experienced, including his encounter with Sherlock Holmes and others, as well as what he encountered along the way, word for word.
Leonardo da Vinci listened on the side, his eyebrows gradually began to tighten, he seemed to understand something, Wang Feng suddenly relieved when he saw him act like this, maybe this matter was not as simple as he imagined.
He came to this point in time, maybe it was the monster, but he felt as if something was wrong, why did he come to this point in time, and met Leonardo da Vinci, he believed that it was definitely the arrangement of fate, but
Why did fate arrange it this way? Is it just to?
"No...... There must be something to do with it, but I haven't figured it out yet......"
Wang Feng couldn't figure out what was going on? He didn't want to think about it anymore, he looked at Leonardo da Vinci: "It doesn't seem that easy, just figure out what happened." ”
Da Vinci nodded in agreement with Wang Feng's thoughts.
"Let's go to bed early! Recharge your batteries, and we'll go to that pit tomorrow......"
Leonardo da Vinci felt that the pits used by cultists for sacrifice had something to do with it.
Although Wang Feng was summoned by himself, he borrowed the power of the demons, that is, the power of those so-called evil gods, and there is another possibility, that is, Wang Feng was not summoned by himself, but those evil gods found Wang Feng.
The guys he summoned before were mixed, but Wang Feng was really a heaven and an underground than those guys, this was originally a game, and he himself was a player of this game, this game will definitely not let players clear the level so easily, on the contrary, it will increase various difficulties, Wang Feng's arrival will greatly reduce the difficulty of his encounter, which is absolutely not allowed in the game, then there is only one possibility, if you guess correctly, then Wang Feng was not summoned by himself, but by those evil gods.
But why did those evil gods summon Wang Feng here? I don't know, could it be because Wang Feng has some kind of power? And this kind of power is exactly what the evil gods yearn for, and it is precisely because of this that those monsters will bring Wang Feng here.
Thinking of this, Da Vinci couldn't calm down, he didn't expect that he had fallen into a misunderstanding, and this misunderstanding was a pit he had buried for himself, he believed in his own strength too much and was deceived by his own strength.
The methods he used before did not belong to him, but the power of those evil gods, so he became the pawns of those evil gods.
If he hadn't suddenly understood, maybe he would have been in the dark after that.
In an instant, Da Vinci's sleepiness was gone, but Wang Feng on the side felt a little sleepy, he rubbed his eyes, closed the window, and then returned to his bed, lying there.
"Sleep."
"Hmm!"
Da Vinci just responded, then put on his clothes and walked to the door: "I have something to go out, you can sleep first!" ”
Although Wang Feng was curious about where Da Vinci was going, he didn't say it, after all, Da Vinci's strength, he was very relieved, although the two didn't spend much time together. But he felt that Leonardo da Vinci was not like Faust, who buried all his secrets in his heart and did not tell others.
On the contrary, Leonardo da Vinci is a person who can't keep secrets, she will tell her secrets to her friends, and Wang Feng happens to be Da Vinci's friend.
There is no doubt about this, so tomorrow morning Da Vinci will tell himself what he went to do, and the conversation between the two just now made both of them understand their situation, although Wang Feng is a little sleepy, but his mind is full of things about the demon dog.
He always felt that these things buried a huge secret, and this secret was enough to shake the whole world.