Alice's image slowly fades and slowly turns into a mirror, and after the mirror breaks, you find yourself back in the real world, the girl in front of her is gone, and at this moment she finds herself in an open gate of the grotto.

Alice walked to the open gate, where there were many climbing plants attached to the doorposts, even the winch cart was overgrown with vines, the courtyard was littered with signs of haste departures, and a small delivery cart half-filled with materials was leaning against a dead camphor tree, next to a broken stone bench.

At this moment, Alice noticed that she had a few more discs in her waist bag, and the discs were shining.

Alice walked towards the passage in front of her, paused in one of the stairwells inside, fumbled her way to light the torch, and made her way through the gray corridors. Eventually, she reached another large stone door, a smooth green stone door with five keyholes arranged in a semicircular layout at shoulder height.

So, Alice understood that the five discs in the waist pouch turned out to be keys, opened the waist bag, took out the five keys, put the first key in her hand and checked it, and then she carefully studied the keys and the keyhole, and she found that there were some strange patterns around the keyhole, which gave her an idea.

"There must be a connection between the patterns on the keys," Alice said to herself, "and there must be some sort of order in them, and if I get them wrong, the door will never open." ”

"What do you think will be behind this door?" Alice thought as she placed the torch on the stand so she could see the pattern on the wall. Alice noticed that the patterns were glittering, faintly, but they could be felt. At the same time, the keys in her hand lit up, as if they were echoing the door in front of her.

Alice looked at the first key intently, and began to carefully study the pattern on the door in front of her, the appearance of the lion and the centaur, which made her feel a little familiar, this is it!

Ten minutes later, Alice was almost sure that her reading was correct, which was the zodiac sign. Each key is engraved with a constellation pattern, and each pattern corresponds to a keyhole in the door. These keyholes are connected with the surrounding constellation pattern, which together form the complete reincarnation pattern of the zodiac.

Alice decided to do it, and she carefully placed the first key into the one she thought was the right one, just right.

So, the other four were also concocted and let go.

An exciting event struck, and the door in front of Alice shook violently, and then slowly, lightly, and silently descended toward the stone floor.

Now the whole entrance was open in front of Alice, it was a long corridor, and the moment the stone door opened, the torches on both sides of the corridor were instantly lit.

Alice pulled a torch from the pedestal and walked deeper into the hallway.

At this moment, however, the door to the basement suddenly closed again, locking Laos out.

Alice cautiously walked down the hallway. The corridor leads to the ground in a curve, and it grows wider the further down it goes. There are torches on the walls at regular intervals, and under the impetus of some mysterious force, Alice will automatically ignite them whenever she walks past.

When the long corridor finally came to an end, a vast rotunda appeared in front of Alice. The hall was one hundred and twenty feet wide and one hundred and twenty feet high from the top, like some kind of giant church hall.

There are some containers in the hall, and although they are now empty, there must have been some artifacts inside. The corridors around the hall are lined with bookshelves, filling the walls.

But Alice is surprised to find that it is a library, but all the bookshelves are empty!

Before she could make any exclamations, she was captivated by a lectern on the podium. It was a large oak table, placed just opposite to the entrance. The distant light of the fire shone directly on the table, and Alice could clearly see that a tall man was sitting on the table.

A feeling of awe spread through Alice's body like an electric current, and although she couldn't see it clearly, she immediately recognized in her heart who this person was. She leaned in with great respect, and when she touched the seated man with her hand, she fell to her knees.

The man had been dead for a long time, but centuries had not damaged his cloak and armor. Motionless, the dead man still had some otherworldly magic.

Alice stood up, she didn't even dare to lift the other's helmet to look at the man's face, she could only stare silently at the bones of the hand stretched out from the table, as if the man wanted to write something before he died.

On the table was an ancient pen and parchment, and a dried inkwell, and in the right hand of the remains held a round stone, somewhat similar to a portkey, but more finely carved, and for Alice, she had never seen such a finely carved marble.

"There are no books, no crafts," Alice muttered, "it's just you, Charon," she put her arm on the shoulders of the remains, and although they were not related by blood, Alice felt it stronger than ever, and it was from the friendship of teacher and student!

"May you rest in peace, Master Charon." Her eyes drooped, as if she saw something moving in the corner. But there was nothing there, just the stone on the table that slipped from Athena's hand. The illusion of light and shadow, that's all.

Alice felt a little surprised, so she took out the flint and lit the candle on the table, studying the stone carefully. But when she took it to her hand, the stone suddenly glowed.

At this moment, the familiar light and clouds once again surrounded her, and led her towards the illusion.

Alice saw a sight of Alice pulling her bow, and with tears in her eyes, she let go of the bowstring, and the arrow hit Charon in the back.

Then she saw Charon staggering here, and he opened the door, came to the chair, and then hung his arms down and died.

At this moment, a sudden light forced Alice to stagger back, only to see a brilliant globe rise in the center of the room, yes, a globe! Nearly twenty feet above the ground, a huge sphere of blue, brown, white, green, and other colors intertwined!

"Who is it?" Alice covered her eyes with her hands.

"Don't care who I am, you need to know who you really are."

Alice didn't know where the voice was coming from, or who it came from. She hurriedly removed her hand from her eyes and covered her ears instead. Her body twisted against the wall, as if she were being tortured by someone.

When she faced the room again, she felt as if she was floating in the air, surrounded by brilliant light. Thousands of numbers, symbols, formulas, formulas, words and letters surrounded her like a tidal wave, some of which were arranged in a haphazard manner, some of which embodied some kind of fortuitous meaning, but on the whole, they were just chaos.

In the center of the chaos, an old voice was trembling into Alice's ears, and it was so familiar that she turned around and saw no figure.

"Can you hear me? Can you hear me? The voice continued to enter Alice's skull, and Alice felt a figure walking towards her from a distance. She walked through the sea of chaos intertwined with symbols, her steps seemed to float in the air, as if floating on the water, but obviously not on land. But Alice could tell that this man would never come to her, and that there was an insurmountable abyss between the two of them.

"So you're here?"

The numbers around the figure began to pulse, and they tried to escape, but none of them managed to fly away.

After that, the figure gradually became clear, it was a person, much taller and much larger than ordinary people. Alice couldn't help but think of a Greek idol Michelangelo had shown her, which was a very old deity, either Poseidon or Zeus.

The other man's beard and eyes were full of deep wisdom, and as he walked forward, the numbers and equations around him gradually stopped flowing disorderly and began to drift away faster and faster. As the equation passed, the globe began to crumble. Eventually, only that figure remained in the room.

Alice recognized him as Charon.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, my apprentice," said the other, and now Alice looked at her body, and she found that her clothes had become Hera's armor.

Alice stared at Charon, watching as the characters around him dissipated completely as her figure dissipated completely, and another figure walked through the void, "I can see that you still have a lot of questions, why Hera killed Charon and what the solution of Hera was," it was Belona's voice.

"You shouldn't be Bellora," Alice turned back and looked solemnly at the shadow with Belona's voice, "Your real name should be Athena." ”

The other person smiled, and then Alice saw a beautiful woman with a spear walk out, and just as Alice was about to ask a question, her consciousness suddenly blurred.

In the last moment of consciousness, "You'll get the answer, but now is not the time." ”

"When is that time?" Alice said with a sleepy sigh.

"When you, the Whartont Blade, are fully mature, the answer will be revealed......" came to her ears, and she fainted.

When Alice awoke again, she found herself lying on the stairs under a mansion, she sat up with her dizzy head covered, she found herself holding a sword in her hand, a bow in the other, and a suit of armor covering her body, Hippolyta's belt of war around her waist, and a cloak on her back, all of which Hera had that Alice had gotten.

Alice stood up with doubts, these things were not suitable for this world, and as soon as she skipped this thought in her mind, the armor and weapons on her body slowly disappeared, and when her mind wanted the armor and weapons to appear, they reappeared.

This is very good, Alice let go of her thoughts, let the equipment disappear first, only her clothes remain, and at this moment, a phone symbol came from the projection screen in front of her, it was Franklin's call.

Alice answered her, "How's it going?" Is the virtual world still fun? Franklin Road.

"What do you mean by that?" Alice asked solemnly, "I killed Xudra, and this is the only task you gave me." ”

Franklin laughed, "That's not it, you've done your job," he paused, "Come back and grab what's in your pocket." Alice felt in her pocket and found that there was an extra USB flash drive in it, "Hurry up, your sister can't wait." ”

"Hmm," Alice replied, then turned off the projection screen.

But as she climbed to the roof in front of her, she turned again, and through the window, the illusion reappeared, and the remains of Caron were still sitting quietly, in his own library.

"Farewell, Teacher." Alice muttered, then turned to leave.

(Final)