The size, shape, position of each floating stone, and the void formed by them all contain three-dimensional information, but the most important thing is the spiritual force field distributed in it, which is the real extra dimension, and the key to three-dimensional encoding.

All the information is in the weak changes of this mental force field, to obtain this information, it is not possible to see with the eyes, you must use the mental power to touch, in the subconscious to restore, which requires extremely strong mental power. At the same time, because there is only a part of the text here, it is necessary to combine it with the information seen in the dream before to see the full content.

Ivan didn't know how to mentally analyze three-dimensional codes, and he wasn't there the last time he dreamed of dimensional expansion, so he looked up at the floating boulders for a while, and felt nothing but shock at the grandeur of the sight. So, after only a few glances, his attention returned to the ground.

At some point, many thin silver lines appeared on the ground, as if the tremor of the spirit of the wind had shaken the floor of the altar into many cracks, and crawled away like spider silk, zigzags and turns, back and forth, as if a painter was painting on the ground with a highlighter.

Only then did people discover that in addition to this hourglass symbol of time, there were many other lines densely engraved on the ground. And the brilliance in that triangular symbol flowed into the other triangle at the same time, with the tremor of the wind soul, it spilled out like a stellar storm, flowing along those fine notches, turning into silver threads.

Mrs. Larry guessed that it was a totem painting of the Urakan tribe, as she had seen the totems of trees and birds in the altar of the Sanchi tribe, but he could not tell what was depicted on the painting.

Petru suddenly said excitedly: "This ...... It's like ......"

"What?" Everyone looked at him strangely.

He nervously watched the changes in the silver line on the ground, until the last silver line appeared, then took a deep breath and said firmly:

"Maps! Here's the map! ”

"What map?"

"South Pacific Basin, charts of longitude 150°W, latitude 30°S." Petru said that the soul of fire was pointed to the ground, "You see, this is the island of Tubuai, this is the island of Lapa, this is the ...... And here...... They are all legendary ghost islands and reefs, and I have personally mapped these islands in a boat, and I will not mistake the shapes. Where are they...... It's exactly the same as it was on that chart! ”

He pointed to the hourglass sign in the middle, "This is where the triangle sign on the chart is, but on the chart, it has only one triangle, and its centerline extends all the way out of the chart......"

Lady Larry's face was full of shock, staring at the pattern on the ground, and muttered: "Yes, yes, yes, Petru, you are right, this is it, this is the chart drawn by Ludwig, oh my! I ......"

She choked suddenly, not knowing what she remembered.

Alice took her arm and whispered, "Madam, you ought to be glad of this, what Mr. Jaeger has been looking for all his life, is now in front of your eyes!" ”

"Yes, you're right, I should be happy, but......" Madame calmed down, "why are they here, and if this is a relic of the Gendaya, why should the Itsas guard them?" ……”

She asked a lot of questions, but no one could answer, and they lacked the most important three-dimensional text information on the fifth altar, and by filling in all the information holes, they might be able to know the source of the conflict between the Itsa-Gendayans.

It was supposed to be a war that spanned thousands of light years, tens of millions of years, spiritual and material, civilizations and races.

Humanity, which is not yet able to leave the earth, is too small to even imagine in the face of this civilizational force. In the current science fantasy of mankind, civilization still bears the imprint of metal and machinery, and in the eyes of more advanced civilizations, things like spaceships and ion cannons may be nothing more than a continuation of the steampunk style.

A thousand years from now, human beings will surely laugh at the imagination of people of this era - transplanting the means of transportation on the earth into the universe as an interstellar navigation mode of advanced civilization, which is not fundamentally different from the fantasy of the ancients to fly into the sky on a winged horse.

Building a multi-galactic passage across the galactic cantilevers like Ramla is what a highly developed civilization should look like, rather than driving a metal machine, counting dozens of numbers, pressing a red button, and spewing exhaust into light-speed flight mode.

As soon as Mrs. Larry's words fell, a new change took place on the ground.

The brilliance in that triangle has been pouring into another triangle along the vertical line in the center, and its light fades, while the brilliance of the other triangle gradually becomes thick and grand, like the sand in an hourglass of time flowing from one cone to another.

When the last grain of sand is injected into the cone below, time runs out and everything stops.

The world became silent again, and even people's consciousness seemed to be unable to function at that moment.

Then, there was a strange jump in the space, as if the TV signal was suddenly interrupted and restored in an instant, and the speed of human mental transmission could not react to such a fast jump, so it was just in a trance.

Then, I saw that the Union symbol on the ground suddenly rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, and the two triangles reversed places, and the light flowed again, from the full triangle to the empty triangle.

Time started again, and the Spirit of the Wind trembled again, and it fluttered in a daze.

The tornado that had just been sucked into the ground came out of the ground again, and along the Wind Soul upwards, it turned into a giant dragon, and the wind bucket opened a large mouth in the sky, enveloping the floating boulders.

The boulder began to rotate slowly in the wind hopper and gathered towards the periphery, turning into a circular meteorite belt, except for the drum-shaped stone that remained in the center, facing the wind spirit on the ground, spinning and shining brightly on the surface.

Time flows slowly in the hourglass.

The patterns on the ground were also changing: the originally dark ground between the islands outlined by the silver lines swelled like the sea, and suddenly a thin mist rose on the ground, which was swept up and swirled by the wind, forming a huge cloud that covered the entire bottom of the altar, like a typhoon cloud taken by satellites.

The Spirit of the Wind passed through the eye of the typhoon, like a pillar standing between heaven and earth, against the drum-shaped boulder in the sky.

The boulder's rotation was accelerating, and the light emitted was getting brighter and brighter, shining like a star.

Most of the surrounding stones had gathered in a circle, with only a few still spinning around the glowing drum-shaped boulder on different tracks.

Aoki counted exactly eight, large and small, reflecting different colors of light in the extremely fast rotation.

With the eight planets and the Kuiper Belt, is this a model of the solar system?

But through this model of the solar system, you can see that there is still a real sun hanging in the sky. This means that there are now two suns inside the altar, and Aoki can't help but think of the three suns outside the altar, but he doesn't know what kind of situation has become at this time.

The astrolabe hangs in the sky, and the wind and clouds sweep the ground.

The ground became a holographic projection, the raging waves crashed against the reef, and dozens of square kilometers of the island were like a leaf in a flood during a typhoon.

Petru suddenly pointed to a black dot under the clouds and said, "My ship! ”

Aoki followed his direction, and saw a lonely boat floating on the sea, and the sails on the two masts were blown up by the wind, like two cloth bags. The shape of the ship resembles Petrus' brig.

Then a black line appeared in the sky, like the horizon of the night moving slowly, and like a shadow cast by a dark cloud on the earth, which seemed to cover the altar.

Situ suddenly shouted, "It's a static space-time zone!" Come on! ”