Inside the undulating sea, inside the ancient and dark sailboats.

Alger Wilson was standing at the window, thinking about what to pay attention to when he returned to Passu Island to report on his work, when a vast gray fog and figures above everything appeared in front of him.

He immediately saw a crimson light, saw a vague figure suspected of being "the world", and the other party's calm and indifferent words sounded in his ears.

After listening carefully, Alger's eyes widened a little, and there was both irrepressible joy and strong surprise and astonishment in his heart.

He remembered very well that during the last Tarot meeting, the "World" only promised to help "Sun" get the "Notary" potion formula within three days, and did not say anything about "Ocean Singer" at all, but only a few days later, this gentleman got the rare circulating Sequence 5 formula, and also harvested the main material!

"What did he do?" said to Alger silently, his mind involuntarily recalling Gelman Sparrow's cold and rigid appearance, and feeling more and more that the other party could not see through him.

Well, I just received the news yesterday that Gelman Sparrow boarded the Future in Nas last week, which on the one hand shows that the "Star General" is indeed a "hermit", and on the other hand, does it also show that what the "World" did last week was very important, such as entering the dangerous sea to the east and getting something, so he had to seek the help of the "hermit"?

This could explain the fact that he was able to get the recipe and master material for the "Sea Singer" potion in just a few days...... But what the hell did he do? wouldn't kill a quasi-senior of the church, would he?" Alger couldn't help but frown.

He quickly calmed down and shifted his focus to something else:

Although he was indeed extremely happy and excited to get the recipe and master ingredients at once, and sincerely felt that becoming a member of the "Tarot Society" was a turning point in his life, but correspondingly, he had to pay a sufficient price!

"What can I give to the 'world......" Alger fell into deep thought, sadly realizing that he had no equivalent items or money on him.

He subconsciously paced back and forth, turning around the window.

............

Above the gray fog, the busy "world" disappeared, and Klein set his eyes on the "Grossell's Travels" that had just been brought into the gray fog.

Quietly placed at the top of the long bronze table, this tawny parchment-bound book has nothing peculiar about it, so ordinary that only those who like to study history want to pay attention to it.

Crane took out his pen and paper and carefully wrote down the first divination statement:

"This is the uniqueness of the 'audience' approach. ”

That's what worries him the most, because it means that he can't seal the "travelogue" in the gray fog - it could lead to unexpected surprises, and if he carried it with him, Klein might not be able to suck it into the book again, which would be very troublesome.

Removing the pendulum from the cuff of his left wrist, Klein calmed down and tried his hand at divination.

When he opened his eyes, the citrine pendant was spinning counterclockwise.

It means negative.

"It seems that this strange book is not the only way to be a 'spectator', so I don't have to be too afraid......" Klein thought for a few seconds, and then tried to divinate whether "Grossell's Travels" was an item corresponding to sequence 1 or sequence 2 of the "audience" pathway, and who knew that he reaped the result of failure.

Well...... He pondered for a long time, and then wrote down a new divination statement:

"Where it came from. ”

The reason why Klein dared to do such a divination was because he knew very well that the sequence 0 of the "audience" path had long since fallen, and the uniqueness was most likely in the hands of the "Twilight Hermit Society", and the possibility of corresponding to the true god was almost negligible.

Putting down the pen and holding the paper and books, Crane leaned back in his chair and whispered the sentence as he meditated and entered the dream.

The gray sky and earth cracked, and the sky became extremely dark, as if a strong wind was sweeping dark clouds around.

In such a dim environment, a point of light first appeared on the horizon, and then it became larger and clearer.

It's a floating continent!

A continent that can accommodate several normal cities!

The periphery of the continent is grayish-white, and huge rocks show their outlines, and above this, there are magnificent stone pillars tens or hundreds of meters high, which stand alone or support the majestic ancient palaces.

Dragons of gray, red, brass, or ice crystals flew across the continent, and the sky above this alien city sometimes fell to the top of a stone pillar to rest, looking down in all directions, sometimes entering the tall and magnificent palace, and disappearing from Crane's sight.

Among them, the smallest one can be equal to the "King of the North" Yurisian, and the largest is 100 meters.

The screen quickly zoomed in, and a palace, perhaps more than two hundred meters high, began to dominate Klein's field of vision.

Inside, stone pillars stand tall and hold up the dome, and the space is large enough for any dragon to move freely here.

As the camera moved inward, Klein soon saw a book bound in tawny parchment, with a blank cover and floating in the air, incredibly small compared to its surroundings.

Behind the book, a huge shadow emerged.

As soon as the outline of this shadow was outlined, the thoughts and thoughts in Crane's head exploded instantly!

His eyes were spurting blood, his ears were left with only two black holes, and in his mouth, inside his nostrils, something stained bright red milky white was pouring out.

The mysterious space above the gray mist shook slightly, smoothing all this, and Klein quickly returned to normal, raising his hand and rubbing his head with grinned teeth:

"It hurts!

"It's no worse than the 'Eternal Sun', I haven't even seen Him clearly, and I've not gained any knowledge......

According to the information of the little 'sun', he had fallen at the end of the second age, and I had only peeped at it for a few epochs, two or three thousand years, and it had become so miserable that if it weren't for the gray fog and help, he would have died on the spot...... This mark is too strong, isn't it?

"There's no way to make a specific comparison, because the damage is not as good as the 'Eternal Sun', but one is already dead, and the other is still alive, so people have to suspect that the ancient gods are a little stronger than the current true gods......"

After nearly a minute to recover from the shadow of pain, Klein turned his gaze back to Grossell's Travels, tapped his fingers on the edge of the mottled table, and muttered to himself silently:

"The 'author' of this book is the 'dragon of utopia' Angleweed?

"A storybook written by an ancient god that automatically deduces the ending?

"What is his purpose? When this book was formed, the 'Fantasy Dragon' should have not encountered the ancient sun god, and there should be no problems, after all, it will take a long time for books to spread from the 'City of Miracles' Livixid to the 'Giant King', and before Grossell was swallowed by the book, the Giant King was obviously still alive.

"Pure pranks, boring playthings to pass the time? Or is it that the 'utopian dragon', the ancient god, foresaw a certain future and created this book specifically to leave a way back for himself or the dragons, but because he misestimated the power and horror of the ancient sun god, he fell completely, so that the book failed to function for thousands of years, and only naturally inhaled the characters and interpreted the story?"

Klein made some conjectures, but could not get further confirmation, so he could only consider finding an opportunity to enter the book and collect clues little by little.

"After that, you can enter in the form of a spirit on top of the gray mist, and if you encounter an accident, you can return immediately...... Well, you have to be careful and cautious enough to try it after you are separated from Adevina and Anderson......" Crane nodded, trying to predict whether "Grossell's Travels" would bring bad changes to this mysterious space above the gray mist, but it still failed.

As for the reason, he actually understood a little, that is, the essence of this place is higher than the spirit world, and the things involved here naturally cannot be revealed from the spirit world by means of divination.

Deciding to take a look at the gray fog more often for the next few days to prevent accidents, Crane threw Grossell's Travels into the clutter heap and waved a partially flattened golden wine glass.

The glass, with its intricate pattern and engraved with the words "Scourge, Gosinham", is nothing special.

Holding it, Crane rubbed it silently for a few seconds.

............

Knock knock!

Crane politely knocked on the door to the captain's quarters.

"Is there something wrong?" said Edwina, who had her hair down, looking at Gelman Sparrow outside.

Crane handed over the Elven Queen's golden wine cup and said:

"Put it in the tomb of Châttath. ”

“...... Good. Adevina was silent for two seconds, then nodded and took it.

She habitually studied the inscriptions and symbols on the golden wine glass, and then withdrew her gaze embarrassedly, turned her head to look out the window, and said:

"They're going to have a bonfire, are you going to attend?"

"Nope. Crane shook his head.

"I understand, I'm not going to go either, not everyone is like Anderson and can quickly shake off their depression. Adevina pursed her lips.

Actually, this is not a good thing...... Klein didn't know how to respond for a while, and Adevina was not a good communicator except for "class", and the two were speechless for a moment.

After more than ten seconds, Klein took a silent breath and broke the silence:

"Do you still sell the key from the giant?"

"Sell. Adevina thought for a moment, glanced in the direction of the collection room, and added, "I can lend it to you for research first, and then you decide whether you want to buy it before you leave the ship." ”