Pale golden sunlight streams in through the zenith and floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the fine dust in the air. Scholars float in mid-air under the support of the anti-gravity field, shuttling between the shelves, searching for the books they need or putting them back in their places.

There were so many people here, but it was still quiet, except for the rattling of the pages, all in their own harmonious rhythm, like a magical power machine made by the dwarves—the gears were tightly snapped, and not a single part appeared in an unusual place that did not belong to it.

"If I could, I would really want to die here and here, but I've always dreamed of having a place. It would be nice if it were mine. Standing in the center of the temple of the Holy Spirit, looking at the endless books, he was deeply immersed in them, unable to extricate himself.

A place like "so many books, I feel dizzy when I read it" is a fairyland place for Dark, but for Sylvia, this is a place to live and suffer. She hadn't read many books since she was a child, and the total number was probably less than half of a shelf.

Maybe it's too quiet here and it needs energy, maybe it's the two talking that triggers the desire of others to talk. In short, the words of the two were like the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely breaking the peaceful situation here.

The quiet temple of the Holy Spirit boiled.

"King Seth XXXVII died on the battlefield, not from illness at all. Douglas, your previous statements are all false, false!"

"Lincoln, you have to show evidence to prove that my explanation is wrong. ”

"Proof? Of course I have proof. I found the book of the famous historian Robert, published in 773 A.D., The Five Hundred Years of Seth, which has a clear record. 'Seth XXXVII fought valiantly against the dwarves, often leading the way and was loved by his soldiers, but it also made him the shortest-reigning king in the history of the kingdom of Seth, only twelve years. The king was directly hit by a dwarven cannon shell at the Battle of Qianren Mountain on November 13, 413 A.D., and his bones were lost, which directly led to the loss of three cities in a row in the ensuing battle. This is something that is clearly recorded in the history books, and you cannot deny it. You're wrong!"

Many of the scholars present were engaged in academic battles with each other, and they were originally able to hold on, but now they were in a mess, and one by one they immediately quarreled like cockfights, all in order to prove that their own views were right and that other people's views were wrong.

Of course, there are also differences.

"Taylor, I must say that some of the inventions of our predecessors really put us to shame, and I am simply amazed by the good ideas and brilliant ideas in them. Look at this seeder, it uses the obstruction effect of the soil on the machine when turning the soil, and designs such a small switch, which will rotate once every time the bracket is turned, so as to open the seeding port and sow the seeds into the ground. Each time, it only opens for a short time, and then leaks a little, turns it again, and leaks a little more, so that it can turn the ground and sow seeds again, which saves farmers a lot of time."

"Well, yes, Roger, you're right. From today's point of view, the technology used by the ancients in terms of magical power is not mature enough, and they are forced to use their brains to find various solutions to solve problems, which is very much human initiative, so there will be very good designs invented. Nowadays, because of the popularization and perfection of magical power, there are no difficulties and dangers in life, so they will be much worse in exerting their subjective initiative. It can be said that the reason why we don't have any good invention ideas now is all because we are 'lazy'. If we can stop relying on magical power and continue to return to the way we lived before us, I think there will be a steady stream of brilliant ideas. ”

"Yes, Taylor, you're right. ”

There are many other ways to discuss this kind of calm discussion, and this is another way of arguing, and most of the scholars who can sit together and discuss and inquire have similar views on the same issue, and even if there are differences, they are only small differences.

"Oh, this is really a good place to do research, the only drawback is that it is too troublesome to find books, and there are many books here that are unique, so some of the books you need may not be available. Gloomy took Sylvia and found a free table and sat down.

"You go find your own books first, I'm going to sleep for a while. "Sylvia has her eyes shining in front of so many writings, plus she hasn't rested for a long time. So, she threw herself on the table and went straight to sleep.

"Then you sleep. He placed his backpack on the table, set a magic mark, and went to look for the book.

The anti-gravity field gently lifted G's body, a feeling Glow had experienced many times, and he easily controlled himself to a bookshelf.

In other libraries, if you want to get a book from a high place, you usually need a very long ladder, and here you only need an anti-gravity magic array to hold people up, which looks really dreamy, and the magic is full of gold.

The collection of books in the Temple of the Holy Spirit is quite categorized, and it is possible to know which books are about which aspects, so that it is also convenient for readers to find books.

Most of the scholars were arguing underneath, and now there were very few people floating in front of the shelves looking for books, which showed that he had more opportunities than others to get the unique books he wanted, and you know, there were many unique books that recorded very valuable materials.

"Bang!"

The door was slammed open, and a small group of paladins in light armor entered, who were the guards of the Holy Spirit Temple.

The coffins of successive popes are located in the basement of this library.

"Gentlemen, what's going on here?" asked the Paladin Captain. It suddenly became noisy just now, and he thought there was something going on, so he led the team in to take a look.

", it's none of your business here!" I don't know who shouted.

In an instant, the colorful magic brilliance blasted out this team of paladins - there are many magicians of no low level in this group of old scholars, if they are placed outside, the tacit understanding of their group of people to train and train the chanting of spells is estimated to be able to cooperate in releasing forbidden spells.

That's a lot of power.

"I'll go. "I didn't expect this group of old guys who seemed to be helpless to have such strong combat effectiveness.