Constantine stared at the curtain of light in front of him, immersed in the pleasure of absorbing countless knowledge, and was already unaware of the passage of time.

Therefore, he did not notice that Laplace had quietly disappeared and came out of the room.

On the platform outside the room, in front of the door to the central room, stood two other astrologers, one Kepler and the other Hawking, stunned and full of incredulous expressions.

Although the door is closed, with the astrological abilities of Hawking and Kepler, how can it not be seen what is happening in the central chamber.

"That guy actually lasted for three hours!" Hawking stared at the door, his gaze through the door, and "saw" the young man who had been standing in front of the light curtain for a long time, his face twitched slightly, and he almost couldn't control his expression.

"Three hours and seven minutes, to be exact, little Hawking, your ability to backtrack needs to be strengthened. ”

The elder Kepler coughed, his voice indifferent, much calmer than that of his juniors.

But the slightly trembling hands under the robe betrayed the true shock in his heart.

"Do you remember the first time you stood in front of that light curtain, and how long you held on?"

"It seems like forty-five seconds. Hawking said dumbfoundedly, not long after his eyes came into contact with the light curtain, his consciousness was overwhelmed by the massive amount of information. I almost fainted.

"I'm a little better than you, and I lasted almost a minute. Kepler Sr. said.

A flash of light flashed, and Laplace appeared in front of the two.

Seeing the appearance of the Star Tower Lord, Hawking and Kepler did not salute as usual, and they were still in a state of extreme shock.

Laplace didn't care, standing outside the centerroom, standing with his hands folded, as if pondering something.

"Teacher Laplace, who the hell is this little guy?" Hawking's voice was dazed and frightened, staring at the door.

"I can't see through him, and the trajectory of his fate is all shrouded in the fog of cause and effect. Kepler, who was next to him, said, his eyes looking very puzzled, "Laplace, what about you?"

Laplace nodded, "I can't either, at the moment, the astrology we have is ineffective against this little fellow, he, like His Excellency St. Faustus, is legendary..."

"Fate without a trace. Kepler spat out the old word heavily.

"What is the Fate of the Untraced?" Hawking asked curiously to the two seniors.

It refers to the existence that the trajectory of the main star of destiny does not exist on any timeline and cannot be traced and predicted by astrology. ”

Kepler said slowly, "I thought that this kind of person would never appear again. ”

"How long can he hold out?" Hawking asked.

"I don't know, I'm more curious, how could he possibly digest so much astrology knowledge?"

Kepler said puzzledly, "What is preserved in the Star Crystal is the results of hundreds of years of observation and calculation by the masters of the Star Crystal of the Stars, which is not at all possible by human beings, and no matter how strong the spiritual power of a mage is, it cannot do it. ”

Kepler was right, it stands to reason that even with the spiritual power of a legendary mage, it is impossible to resist the impact of the knowledge gained by dozens of great astrologers in their lifetimes.

This has nothing to do with the strength of the spirit, but is determined by the innate thinking limitations of human beings, or all living beings.

And the more talented an astrologer is, the more knowledge he sees, the faster he absorbs it, and correspondingly, the greater the impact on his worldview. ”

Hawking added. "It is impossible for a normal human mind to understand and absorb so much information, let alone accept the mathematical worldview revealed by astrology in an instant, and if you don't stop it immediately, but just force it to browse, the only end is a mental breakdown. ”

Hawking's words are not alarmist, in the history of the Star Tower, there are also several highly talented astrologers, because they tried in vain to absorb all the knowledge stored in the crystal plate, and as a result, the impact of countless symbols and formulas, the brain was hit hard and became crazy

"So, how the hell did that little guy do it?" Kepler turned to look at Laplace, who was pensive.

"I was thinking about that just now. Laplace stared into the depths of the room, his eyes faintly starry, "Indeed, even if you let those legendary god-like people come, you may not be able to receive the countless knowledge in the star crystal, unless..."

"Unless what?" Kepler asked with a frown.

Laplace's eyes were as deep as the sea, "Unless... This knowledge was already in his consciousness, it was something he already had, and it was natural and effortless for him to understand, and I can only think of this explanation. ”

Hearing this explanation, both Hawking and Kepler fell into a stupor.

"It's impossible. After a brief pause, Kepler shook his head flatly, "It's unimaginable, this completely violates the basic logic of astrology." ”

For Kepler, who spent hundreds of years in the Tower of Astrology, everything he knew about astrology had become part of his beliefs.

He knew better than anyone how incomprehensible and incredible this knowledge was for those who were new to astrology, and how much time it took for astrologers to acquire it.

If there was anyone in the world who could accept all this right away, Kepler would firmly consider it arrogant and blasphemous.

Hawking was so shocked that he couldn't even speak.

"Don't forget, he's the one who doesn't leave a trace. Laplace said lightly, "This is an existence that cannot be measured by logic and experience. ”

......

Floating Island No. 6 in the City of Daybreak.

At the heart of Floating Island No. 6 is a city, and next to the grand arch outside the city, stands a huge stone monument.

On the stone stele, a few letters are engraved with a sharp sword, which is also the name of the city--- [Doomsday Arena]

A dazzling light fell from the sky and landed on the square outside the huge arch.

"This is the City of Dawn?" Roland looked at the city in front of him, a little uncertain for a moment.

Siegfried snorted, "Whatever it takes, go in first and find someone to ask." ”

Just as the two were about to get started, a deep voice suddenly appeared in their ears, "Welcome to the Doomsday Arena, young trialists. ”

Accompanied by a deep voice, a powerful wave of magic rippled in the square.

Roland and Siegfried paused at the same time, wary.

A black pillar of light rose, and a knight wearing a heavy black armor appeared in the square, wearing a pure black metal mask, and a war spear in his hand exuded a cold luster.

There were large and small sword scratches on the armor and spear, and it was clear that the knight had experienced countless battles.

"I'm Griffith, the Black Knight. The knight said slowly, "The gatekeeper of the arena is also the first opponent you will face, and you will only be able to enter the gate of the arena of doom if you hold out for more than ten minutes in my hands." ”

"Two Trialists, are you ready?"

Siegfried sneered, "Ten minutes, don't blame me for not warning you in advance, within three minutes, you'll be begging us to hurry in." ”

The white-gold light flashed overhead, and the next moment, the dark red magic sword was already in the hands of the Nibelungen descendants, and a hideous and bloody murderous aura suddenly enveloped the entire square.

Roland frowned, grabbed the hilt of [Durandal]'s sword, but did not pull it out immediately.

However, Griffith's spear was already stabbed out first.

The spear was as fast as lightning, majestic as thunder, black magic rolled endlessly on the tip of the spear, and countless black lines loomed beside the metal spear.

Siegfried swirled Balmunch with both hands, and returned with an unpretentious slash.

Before the blades touched, the power fluctuations of the red and black colors had already collided with each other, turning into ripples of energy......

The churning magic stirred up a howling wind, but the square paved with unknown stone did not move at all, and it seemed unusually solid.

However, the first thing that appeared in the eyes of the black knight was not the jagged teeth of the magic sword, but a golden glow.

Roland's blonde hair rattled in the wind, and the light from the holy sword in his hand crossed into a cross and slashed towards Griffith's chest.

The black knight raised his left hand, and the air-like magic power quickly gathered, forming a black shield in front of him, which resisted the paladin's signature sword skills, and at the cost that the black knight's attack was interrupted by a sudden attack, and he had to take two steps back.

"Nosy!" Siegfried turned his head and glared at Roland unceremoniously,

said so, but Siegfried's movements were not slow at all, and the magic sword dragged out a scarlet flash and slashed out.

Roland shrugged disappreciatively.