"I'm getting more and more interested in hiding the secret so carefully!"

Following the guidance on the map, Lei Lin came to the front of the library in the royal capital.

It was already located in the center of the district, and most of the people who came and went were aristocrats - in today's strict restrictions on knowledge, even the purported libraries open to the public were open to only a few high-ranking freemen, as well as scholars and mages.

Lei Lin was a regular visitor here, and even the doorman already recognized him.

"Mr. Leylin!" the other party shouted sweetly, not the slightest surprise at Leylin's arrival.

In the past two years, Lei Lin has not been running here less, enriching the database of the world of gods.

And as the information in the chip is gradually completed, especially after the basic part is completed, he has come here less and less.

The library was as quiet as ever, the white marble building stood as if it were eternity, and only the rustling of books kept coming.

The space inside is very empty, and there are rattan chairs next to the rows of bookshelves, on which most of the people sit are scholars and other figures.

Some of them have also become nodding friends with Lei Lin in the past two years, and after seeing him, they nodded slightly, and lowered their heads to swim in the ocean of knowledge.

Everyone is doing their own thing so quietly, and this atmosphere makes Lei Lin like it very much.

"I didn't expect that what I was trying to find turned out to be by my side all along!"

Relin sighed inwardly and went to the depths of the library.

The light here is not very good, and most of the books on the shelves are falling apart. Numerous scattered pieces of paper are sandwiched between tattered book cases, making people feel dizzy when they look at it.

A rancid smell mixed with ink. It's been cleaned up, but it's still lingering.

This area is dedicated to the library for the clutter of books and documents. Very few people come.

"The result of the elitism of knowledge is that once a fault line is formed, it is difficult to pass it on......"

Relin looked at the thick dust on the bookshelf and thought with a sigh.

Among the historical materials he has collected, starting from the invasion of the wizarding world, to the present, there are many gaps in between, which are all manifestations of cultural loss.

In particular, the description of the content of Ragnarok is a taboo among taboos. If any scholar dares to venture into this forbidden area, then the inquisition and the stake of the major churches are the only places where they belong.

In the wizarding world, even first-level wizards know about the end of the ancients, and use this as a spur to promote the continuous progress of the whole world, and even slowly restore the glory of the ancients...... In contrast, the world of the gods tends to be conservative...... Is it the reason why the will of the world has fallen into a deep sleep, or is it the limitation of the gods?"

Raylin's eyes lit up as he reached the end of the library.

The location here is already very remote. It was quiet, there was no one, and even the cleaners rarely came.

"Yes, yes! Saves me a lot of trouble!"

Leylin looked around, nodding in satisfaction. A transparent film of magic light had isolated this place from the outside world, and just in case, Leylin had even added a layer of illusion effect. Anyone who comes over will just see the image of a cluttered and gloomy book dump.

"The Ancient Spring Spirit ......"

Slowly, Leylin chanted a mysterious incantation, a harvest from the map. Hide the enchantment in the poem next to the map.

"I actually used the lost Markor code to hide the secret spell at the beginning of each line. If it weren't for the massive ratio of chips, it would be impossible to interpret it......"

"Also, even the opening time is limited, and it must be after the ancient 'Spring Festival', otherwise there will be no response, why is this technique so familiar to me......

Lei Lin watched with interest as the scenery around him changed.

This kind of secrecy method, as well as the exquisite arrangement, made Lei Lin feel a wizard's style!

Yes, it's a wizard! Only a wizard who pursues the truth and is extremely strict can think of such elaborate, even extremely complex codes and spells.

This made him look forward to it a little more.

"It's just early spring, and the memorial service has just passed, and the time is 14 o'clock in the afternoon, which also matches the poem 'The scorching sun runs to the north corner of the Sky Constellation'......"

Leylin muttered, a glint in his eyes.

Click!

After a certain time, a specific place, and a specific mantra were met, a quaint bookshelf suddenly made a complex sound.

"It's not a magic array, I didn't find it in my previous scans, this kind of hidden technique ......"

The light in Leylin's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

The bookshelf moved away, revealing a downward passage, but Leylin didn't go down.

"If my interpretation is correct, going straight down will only lead to the 'dimensional labyrinth', and even high-level mages are in danger of falling...... A real treasure to ...... here"

Leylin came to the bookshelves that had been removed, and a witchcraft model appeared on his finger!

It's not those magic web spell templates for mages, but real, high-level templates for witchcraft similar to the wizarding world!

Numerous two- and three-dimensional points of light and circuits are perfectly integrated to form a specific symbol.

"In the name of my sklngla!

Lei Lin chanted, and the spell model in his hand flashed and disappeared into the bookshelf.

The light quickly dimmed, and nothing changed, but there was a hint of joy on Leylin's face.

His fingers tapped on the back of the bookshelf, making a hollow sound.

"The original solid wooden frame has become a hollow ......"

Lei Lin muttered: "The original thing is not hidden here, but in another void node, only when the right spell is carried out at a certain time, can the space coincide and the real treasure appears......"

His face kept changing: "This spatial overlapping technique is simply a copy of the wizarding world!"

With a hint of excitement, Lei Lin directly cut open the bookshelf with a dagger and got the treasure stored by his predecessors.

At this point, he was already sure that Sigfried had never been here, but had just been lucky enough to get the treasure map.

There is very little space on the shelves, and even if it is hollow, only a thick black parchment remains.

This is the takeaway from Leylin's expedition.

"I feel it...... This sorcerer-like aura...... There must have been rules before, wizards have conducted experiments with wizard localization......"

Lei Lin didn't rush to start reading directly, and after identifying it as harmless, he immediately put the black book into the dimensional bag, and then began to clean up the traces of his visit.

By the time he left the library, the bookshelf had been silently moved back into place, and even the hollow planks had been replaced.

After returning to the mansion, sending away the maid, coming to the underground secret room, and opening the protective circle, Lei Lin made himself a cup of hot tea and began to watch the harvest of this trip.

When the black cover was opened, the parchment, which had been mostly decayed, was covered with a strange twisted text, filled with a unique feeling.

"It's an ancient Ameddic script, and luckily I've seen it before...... The chip also stores data, which is enough to parse ......"

Leylin began translating the words of the book:

"The stars are fall......ing! Saw the meteor of the death of the true gods! a group of powerful gods from another world, who called themselves ...... Wizard !!"

"Is the history of the Endgame recorded by the natives interesting!

Leylin continued.

"The sky is weeping, and the earth is wailing...... The entire continent was torn apart in an instant, and after the Supreme God fell into a deep sleep, the god of war Ares and the mother earth goddess also fell one after another......"

"Wizards and gods squandered their power wantonly, and a random blow alone seemed to consume hundreds of millions of years of accumulated ...... in the entire dimensional universe."

Due to the passage of time, even if the protection measures are very perfect, there are still many damages, which brings great trouble to Lei Lin's deciphering work.

“...... In the Dark Ages...... A god from another world descended directly, and it called itself the Twisted Shadow, the Eighth Rank Great Wizard!"

"The Twisted Shadow has imparted a great power called witchcraft by enlightening human intelligence......"

"The gods descended one after another to destroy the transcendent who had inherited the power of distortion......

"The rejection of the world has caused the Shadow of Distortion to finally fall......"

"The gods eventually defeated the wizards, locked down the entire world of the gods, and established a magical defense network to severely limit the occurrence of similar things......"

"In the year 327 of the Dark Calendar, a new generation of transcendents appeared, who successfully experimented with casting spells out of the net, and called themselves Arcanists! Powerful Arcanists possess great arcane power that can burn mountains and reclaim seas, and even the gods are terrified of them......

"In the year 981 of the Dark Calendar, the Arcane Empire was destroyed and the Age of the Gods began...... Arcanists have since become taboo, and any caster who escapes the web is wanted and suppressed by the Church of the Gods......"

Slowly, a covered black history of the gods began to emerge in front of Lei Lin.

"Sure enough, the wizard's localization experiment had regular wizard experiments as early as Ragnarok, and it was successful......"

The creation of the Arcanist is obviously the result of the localization of the Wizard.

Arcane that can be cast without a magic net is clearly a variant of sorcery!

"It's too much trouble to deduce a class out of nothing, and it takes a lot of time even if you have a chip, but if you can get the Arcanist's inheritance, ......" (To be continued.) )