Another world: My life is on the hook!

Lynn flipped through a few pages carefully.

“But it’s a pity, now in addition to the Colossus Brain itself, it is estimated that only Brother Ai Wen and the God of All Opportunities can recognize it, but it’s a pity that such a big treasure house.”

Lynn shook her head and was about to close the book in her hand.

But at the same time, Zuo Zuo’s dream-like voice came from his ears.

“I seem to recognize it.”

Lynn’s movements stopped.

He turned his head and looked quietly at the little loli beside him, watching her reach out and take the book from his hand, turn the first page with a trance, and whisper.

“This is … It’s a piece of history…”

“It records many ancient legends that the entire Colossus civilization revered before the Stone Age and the Bronze Age, starting with… In a sense, this is also the beginning of the entire Colossus civilization, the worship of gods and flesh and blood that has been established in the ancient and distant barbaric period…” In

the silent hall, only the slender little hand turned the pages of the book in a trance.

In fact, she didn’t know why she recognized it.

Maybe it’s because she’s the Colossus Heart.

Perhaps in fact, she represents the last spark of this civilization.

As if with the flipping of the page, something that has been locked in the deepest part of consciousness is also awakened little by little.

“Maybe tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years, or even older…”

she lowered her head, holding the book, and whispered.

The long black hair was pulled there, just like Lynn, watching her quietly, being the listener.

“Our civilization has been inspired by a wise man from the outer universe from the time when Ru Mao drank blood, and he is also the god we have been believing in and worshipping for countless years after the ascension of flesh and blood, and we firmly believe that He is the creator of all, the true master of all things, He who gave us the direction of flesh and blood, and He laid the glory of our civilization after that.”

“Therefore we will follow in his footsteps, and as colossal bodies, we will be his guardians, defending the future that he has revealed to us.”

“So we firmly believe.”

“When winter comes, when eternal night covers the sky, the raven of antiquity will return again and bring us the trumpet of dawn.”

She slowly closed the book, her eyes still in a trance.

She only read a short part of it, and it was also at the time of writing, the beginning and beginning of this entire Colossus civilization.

Lynn’s gaze fixed on her and asked,

“Raven?”

Zuo Zuo held the book in his hand, lowered his eyes, nodded up and down, looked at the book in his hand in fascination, and said:

“Well, one… Will bring spring… Ravens. ”

Those are ancient legends, even in the Colossus civilization, it is a fairy tale that must be traced back to the ancient Ru Mao drinking blood period to be faintly found.

But I don’t know why, but Lynn seems to have heard a similar version, and in his communication with Sir Ewen, he also told him such an ancient fable.

The same is the beginning of civilization.

It is also a tribute to good hope and the future.

[For there will always be a crow that will quietly descend on a winter night and gently leave when it brings us the first warm breeze.]

[It always holds a torch, watches over our years, and treats us gently.

The fairy tale that Sir Ewen had told him once again reverberated softly in his mind.

Similar.

This moment is so similar.

Are they really the same thing?

Was there really such a crow in that ancient era, flying through civilization after civilization, and in that distant period, only this ancient fairy tale was brought to them?

But who would that crow be?

It says that he will come before each cold winter and leave before the spring comes, does that mean that he has already stepped into the cold winter moon, and what is the cold winter it refers to?

Lynn jerked her head up.

Is it that darkness?

That cataclysm that befell the entire Overworld since three thousand years ago, causing countless ancient gods to die and fall?

He doesn’t know.

He used to be a non-believer in God, even if he fell into hell, saw so many roots, and knew who they once were, but he still didn’t believe in God, and he didn’t believe that there would be a master who controlled everything and watched the world.

Because when all the mysteries fade their aura, when all the gods remove their disguise, they are just creatures so powerful that ordinary people cannot look up.

But it seems that there really seems to be a hand that is influencing and manipulating the direction of the future.

But he also knows.

Now was not the time for him to think about this, because there was no doubt that even Sir Ewen had not touched that area, how could he be in it?

He shook his head.

And it was when he wanted to peek more into this vast sea of books.

Suddenly.

Abrupt abnormalities.

The books that had been neatly arranged on the vast bookshelves suddenly fell like leaves, falling down in pieces, turning into countless pages, hovering above their heads, like countless golden butterflies dancing.

And the ground under their feet also rumbled and trembled.

And in their ears, there was also an extremely weak voice in that ethereal voice.

“Welcome… My Queen…” instantly

.

Without saying a word, Lynn almost reflexively pulled the left left behind him, looked warily at the flying pages around him, and said the four words word by word.

“Colossus Brain?”

And at the same time as he finished speaking, an indescribable fluctuation suddenly rushed into his brain like electricity, causing his pupils to dilate instantly.

And in that flash of super-dimensional sensing, a faint figure sitting on the throne appeared in his mind, as if looking at each other from a distance with those weak silver eyes.

It’s like consciousness crashing for a moment.

“Come, here I am.”

The voice sounded again, weak as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

But the terrifying aura that escaped from the ultra-dimensional induction made Lynn instantly feel an unimaginable pressure.

Lynn’s gaze calmed down.

He was still clutching his left hand, and in front of him, the endless bookshelf that led to the sky, slowly parted a road left and right, a bridge to a higher place, and appeared in front of them.

Zuo Zuo’s expression became more trance-like, and the confusion in his eyes was even worse, as if something was churning, and it was also recovering and returning.

She subconsciously grabbed Lynn’s wrist.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”

Lynn tilted her head in a low voice and shook her fingers to comfort her.

Then he raised his head, his gaze became calm, grabbed his left hand, and strode along the long bridge step by step.

It’s like walking in the void.

With each step, a translucent bridge that looks like a starlight emerges under your feet.

And further down the bridge, there is endless darkness, and as they step on, the boundless books behind them are like phantoms in a kaleidoscope, turning into countless pages, and under their feet, forming the turbulent sea completely constructed of pages!

A sea of books in the true sense of the word!