Blood of Mercury - v3 Chapter 46

Chapter 46 The Tower of Truth

This is the world of books.

It’s not just a rhetoric—in this tower, all the non-living permanents you see are either books or shelves.

The rectangular bookshelves that humans use, the tetrahedral bookshelves that float in the air, the spiraling bookshelves… They are bookshelves that are completely beyond the limits of human common sense and aesthetics.

Actually, that’s true. Because this is not a bookshelf that humans can use, but a bookshelf that has been handed down since elves and dragons were still active in the world, and when mages were the mainstream among spellcasters.

It is not a container for books, but a carrier for knowledge, something more essential.

The crystal pendant hanging from the ceiling is actually some kind of mineral used by goblins to record history; those seemingly ordinary long tables and ladders used to climb to high places are actually books that have been changed in shape . In addition, including but not limited to the decorations on the table, the cups for drinking water, the tableware for eating, and the bed for sleeping… Many of these are formed by deformed bookshelves and books .

If there are outsiders entering, this closed space without any beacons will surely make them lost here.

Not only are there no beacons, there are no labels for classification on any books, not to mention the bookshelves that are slowly moving and adjusting their positions.

However, in this chaotic space that seems to have no order, a deeper order runs through it all.

That is the black rune that rotates very slowly with some rhythm on the ground, on the walls and on the ceiling.

It was not the ancient rune of Elkat, nor the Astral language used by priests.

It was developed by the wizards based on the runes on the wall of Orm, and it was specially developed to define the world and describe the world at the level of law. It was really created by wizards, not inherited from wizards. A true creation.

If you study the secret language of Baita deeply enough, you can easily see the true meaning of those lines.

Although it looks like decoration or protection, it does not actually constitute any enchantment, and its only function is to guide others, just like a pamphlet issued by a tour guide.

In this tower that is running on its own and circulating at any time, what can reveal the location of the book you want to find at the moment must also be continuously running.

The so-called “Truth changes all the time, and the means to pursue the truth must also change constantly” – this is the core idea of ​​the White Tower Wizard, which is diametrically opposed to the idea that “the truth is eternal” maintained by the alchemists.

One looks to the unknown future, the other learns from the glorious past. It can be said that this is the original and biggest point of divergence between the two schools of wizards and alchemists.

But just as alchemists often invent new things, although wizards believe that it is impossible to linger on the past, they have not abandoned history.

Here is the Tower of Truth. The original White Pagoda, the recorder of Vientiane.

The Tower of Truth in the south and the Winter Fruit Society in the north—after the complete collapse of the Akashic records, these are the two most complete databases in this world.

Unlike the Winter Fruit Club, which focuses on collecting secrets and recording real history, the Tower of Truth is just like its name, everything stored is knowledge.

From the beginning of the wizard’s birth until today, all the wizard’s experimental records and results reports inside the White Tower are stored here. In addition, there are also the research results of scholars in various fields, the legends collected from the outside world, and even the public or semi-public experimental reports of alchemists, all of which are also backed up here.

After the emergence of the index query system based on the secret language of Baita 60 years ago, few wizards will continue to study and recite these massive knowledge that can not be learned by dozens of generations, but invest precious time in experimentation and innovation. Go and save a lot of time with this query system.

However, An Ruosi was not among these wizards.

In a certain corner of the White Tower, the void suddenly collapsed, blurring while flickering with electric light. As if penetrating a soap bubble, when the collapsed space suddenly bounced back and trembled slightly in the air, An Ruosi, who was wearing a cardinal’s robe, stepped out of it.

After he appeared, the space seemed to light up, and the space swayed slightly like water lines. Seeing this scene, the surrounding wizards who were standing or sitting holding books immediately put away the scrolls in their hands, and bowed slightly to An Ruosi respectfully.

“Your Excellency An Ruosi.”

“No need to be polite.”

Even though he was the youngest among the group of wizards, An Ruosi didn’t show any nervousness, just waved his hand casually: “I still have something to do, I’ll be leaving in a while – where is Mr. Merlin?”

“this……”

“In the Nev district, there are seventy-three columns and twenty columns, and thirteen and fifteen columns.”

In the embarrassing situation where the wizards were either dazed or smiling bitterly, a purple-robed wizard who hurriedly came here with a thick book in his hand responded immediately: “I went to the “Half-Dragon and Dragon-like and other” I saw him looking for books there when he was in “The Difference of Yalong.”

“Thanks, Mr. Patch.”

An Ruosi nodded gratefully to him. He didn’t see An Ruosi singing or casting spells, and a distorted and collapsed space appeared out of thin air in front of him, and An Ruosi stepped in without hesitation. After he stepped out, the surrounding environment has changed greatly. Surrounded by magnificent beauty that should not be found in the world of Farns.

If I had to describe it in one word, it could only be described as “Xinghe”.

That’s what the so-called stars looked like—the world that had been destroyed for nearly 2,000 years before the birth of Farns. Even though the word star now generally refers to the spots of light left behind by those far-flung false gods who penetrate the walls of Orm, the word has actually been around for a long time.

In all of Farnes, this is the only place where you can see the stars for what they really are.

But unfortunately, these stars are still fake, in fact, this is still a bookshelf.

Every star is a book~www.mtlnovel.com~ If you don’t know anything about astrological magic, you can almost certainly get lost in this space. Therefore, even if it is a great wizard, he will not casually enter the Nev area to look for books.

An Ruosi looked around, and immediately saw a white-haired old man who perfectly matched the image of an “old wizard” in people’s hearts. He flipped a thin book in his hand, and there was a thick slate in the crook of his left arm.

That was Merlin, the Keeper of Secrets. Keeper of the Tower of Truth.

“Teacher, what are you looking for?” An Ruosi asked curiously.

“Oh, An Ruosi, you’re back… I’m looking for information on the statue of the Seven Saints of Elcatel. That’s why I called you back. If I don’t find it, you have to go to the Dongguo Club and ask. already.”

When the great wizard Merlin heard An Ruosi’s voice, he turned his head and replied in an old and gentle voice: “If all goes well, we may be able to find the wreckage of the legendary Akashic record.”

At this moment, an eye-like rune on Merlin’s forehead was flashing a strange light. (To be continued.)