Volume 1: Raging Waves City Chapter 166: Comeback
After reporting the recent situation of the Department of Mysticism to Dean Wilred, Qingkong left the dean's office and went to the library.
With the help of the librarian, he found several books related to ancient civilizations. Qingkong thought that since he already knew the name of Banat, he wondered if he could find its traces in the historical documents of ancient civilizations.
Qingkong found a secluded corner in the reading room and sat down. The librarian brought him a cup of coffee. Looking at the teachers and students reading nearby, it seemed that they did not have such treatment. Qingkong smiled and said to the shy librarian, "Thank you."
The librarian was a young man, a part-time student who stayed on campus. He knew that his attentiveness was a little too obvious, and his face turned red instantly. He stammered, "Professor Qingkong, you're welcome... Please forgive my abruptness, you are really beautiful."
"Thank you for the compliment." Qingkong has gotten used to the little troubles her appearance brings her. She said kindly, "I want to read quietly now..."
"Ah... I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I won't bother you anymore, Professor Qingkong."
The librarian bowed to Qingkong and walked away, and Qingkong focused his attention on the borrowed books.
Compared with the history of trolls, the history of the five ancient civilizations is a very popular subject. After all, the ancient civilizations ushered in a glorious era, and many powerful people were as powerful as gods. Some of their deeds are still widely spread myths and legends.
Since there was a spell written in ancient golden script on the shell of the egg, Qingkong specially found some historical books of ancient golden civilization this time.
The Shuojin civilization is a very inclusive ancient civilization. As long as they meet the requirements and pass the selection, any race can be accepted by the Shuojin civilization and become Shuojin people. The current Shuojin people still continue this tradition.
The first requirement to become a Shining Gold Person is that you must be twins, one male and one female, with telepathic communication. Shining Gold Person has special personnel who search for such twins from all over the world, and once they are found, they will be sent to a special school for training.
The entire selection process is very strict, and often not a single pair of candidates in an entire class can become the Shining Gold Men.
The ancient Shuojin civilization was very powerful. In order to select more members, the Shuojin people were also keen to expand their sphere of influence. The aggressive Shuojin people inevitably had conflicts with other ancient civilizations. The Shadow Civilization of the Underworld, the Purgatory Civilization of Hell, and the Dragon Civilization of Dragon Country had to unite as an alliance in the face of the infiltration and encroachment of the Shuojin civilization.
As angels are born naturally, there are no twins, so they are not noticed by the Shining Gold Civilization. At the same time, angels are secluded and entertain themselves in their own world, and are not keen on fighting for secular territory.
The powerful Sparkling Gold Civilization occupies the richest land in the world. The arrogant Sparkling Gold people regard other ancient civilizations as inferior civilizations. Then one day, the elders of the Sparkling Gold Elders' Council collectively had a brain seizure. They decided to gather the foundations of the five civilizations and establish a unified world led by the Sparkling Gold people.
So the Shuojin civilization took the lead in attacking the Angel civilization.
This was a real blow to the angelic civilization. At that time, the angels lived in the sky city of the world they had created, and lived a self-indulgent and narcissistic life every day. All the angels felt that the competition for the secular world by other civilizations had nothing to do with them, and not only did they reject the requests of the other three ancient civilizations to recruit them, they also mocked them... worrying about nothing.
As a result, the Angel Civilization was caught off guard by the sudden declaration of war by the Shining Gold Civilization. At that time, the angels had no army at all, and the naive angels rushed to fight, and were then defeated by the Shining Gold Civilization's army.
The Sky City only lasted seven days before it fell, and the Angel Civilization surrendered to the Shining Gold Civilization. The Shining Gold Civilization obtained 70% of the angels and trained them in weapons. The weak angels were transformed into the Angel Legion that dominated the ancient civilization wars.
Another 30% of the angels escaped from the Sky City and fell into Hell and joined the Purgatory Civilization. They called themselves Fallen Angels and formed the Fallen Angel Legion, vowing to take back the Sky City.
The Shining Gold Civilization, which annexed the Angel Civilization, officially opened the curtain on the war to unify the world.
The result was just as recorded in history. The Shining Gold Civilization did not obtain the foundations of all five ancient civilizations, but instead defeated them and caused them to fall into decline quickly in the long river of history.
In the chaos of war, people suffered and civilization regressed. The data on ancient civilizations that later generations could obtain through archaeology were very few, and the accuracy was greatly reduced due to various myths.
Especially for what happened in the later stages of the war, there is almost no information available to verify.
In short, Qingkong read the history of ancient Shuojin civilization just like reading a myth, and could not find any records related to Banat. Moreover, Banat is a transliteration of modern language, and the real name of this guy in history is probably not Banat .
The only thing I can lament is that... the Era World designed the angel civilization to be like this, which is quite innovative.
Now the Shuojin civilization certainly doesn't have the ambition to unify the world like in ancient times. The Shuojin people honestly run banks and do business, adhering to neutrality and not interfering in the political affairs of any country or region.
It's all about money.
Other ancient civilizations lost their roots, that is, they lost the artifacts of civilization, and either retreated from the world or became a loose sand.
The giant dragons have completely lost their cohesion. They rely on their own powerful strength to monopolize the Dragon Kingdom, while the individuals guard their caves and treasures and sleep soundly all day long.
The contents of that egg seem to have something to do with dragons. Why not look for clues in the history of dragon civilization?
Qingkong closed the book in her hand. When she was about to get up to return the borrowed book and find some ancient history of dragons to read, the young librarian suddenly sat down opposite her.
"Hello, Miss Qingkong."
It was already night and all the people who were reading in the reading room had left. Only Qingkong was left, reading so much that he forgot the time.
She looked up at the young man who had brought her a cup of coffee... This time he seemed to be much more proactive and bold, staring straight at her.
There was a somewhat stiff smile on his face.
"Who are you?"
"Whose name are you asking?" The young man stared at the clear sky, the ceiling above his head flickered at a low frequency, and the atmosphere in the whole reading room was very strange.
Qingkong looked very unhappy. She said to the young man, "You shouldn't have killed him, and you shouldn't have provoked me like this. I was the one who killed Harriman. I killed him as easily as killing a chicken. Now as a prey, you don't think about how to hide deeply, but take the initiative to look for hunters. The people sent by the Abyss Temple are stupider than each other!"
The eyes of the mocked young man turned completely black in an instant, like two black holes without any light. He put his hands on the table to prop up his body and stood up, approaching the clear sky, and issued a vicious threat: "Don't compare me with Harriman. He is not strong but pretentious. Sooner or later, it will kill him.
Give me the Book of Disaster, and I can make your death more pleasant!"
Faced with the threat, Qingkong took out the Book of Disaster from his space backpack and placed it on the table: "Okay, the Book of Disaster is here. I'll give it to you, come and take it!"
The young man stared at the Book of Disaster on the table in a daze.
This... is it so easy to hand it over?
It must be fake!
The young man grabbed the Book of Disasters and quickly flipped through its contents.
It’s real, it’s the real Book of Disaster!
I...got the Book of Disaster!
"If you're sensible... I can give you three days to arrange your own funeral. If you don't kill Harriman, I'm even willing to let you go. Goodbye..."
The young man took the Book of Disaster and turned to leave, but found that he could not move. He looked down and saw that his legs were frozen in two icicles. He knew that Qingkong had tricked him, and he shouted angrily: "Let me go before I change my mind!"
Qingkong picked up the coffee that had long gone cold, took another sip and said, "I just said, the Book of Disaster is here. I'll give it to you, you come and take it... You come and take it, not a zombie puppet."
" You're kidding me!"
The young man held the Book of Disaster tightly, and the chandelier above the reading room flickered at a high frequency.
"I'm not kidding you. I'm really giving you the Book of Disaster. You should be in the academy. You must know the way to the library, and it won't take long. Don't you think you're better than Harriman? Come and get it!"
There was a strong murderous intent in Qingkong's words, and his eyes were like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath as he looked at the young man whose body was frozen by the ice layer that was spreading upwards.
"Let me go," the young man continued to threaten, while black blood flowed from his eyes and nostrils.
In the reading room, frost flowers bloomed layer by layer, and the freezing cold formed white mist that spread outward. Thin ice formed on the walls and ceiling, and the clear sky's eyes turned into ice crystals.
"I'm here, and the Book of Disaster is here too... If you come, you can kill me to avenge Harriman, and take the Book of Disaster away. You have made such a great contribution, Victor will definitely reward you well.
Isn't it, Portram?"
In a secret room at the Oulu College, a man hidden in a cloak stood in the middle of a circle of candles, and four other people stood at the four corners of the room, each holding a skull.
On one wall of the room, a magical image projected the clear sky, and the perspective of the image was exactly that of the librarian who had turned into a zombie puppet.
"Lord Portlem!" an Abyss Mage asked in surprise, "How did she know it was you?"
Portlem under the cloak said fiercely: "How should I know? This elf named Clear Sky is very strange. She can actually kill Harriman. She is very powerful."
"What should we do now? The zombie puppet has obtained the Book of Disaster, but he was frozen by Clear Sky."
The perspective of the image on the wall is looking down, and in his hand is the Book of Disaster. For the Abyss Mages, it is like putting a dried fish in front of a cat's nose.
Do you want to rush over and grab it?
The change in the situation was far beyond Portlem's expectations. He came here just to demonstrate. He didn't expect Qingkong to release the Book of Disaster so directly. She was obviously trying to lure him over.
Then there will inevitably be a fight to decide life and death.
"The Abyss Mage who escaped said that Harriman had completed the Abyss Altar. I wonder if he had opened the Abyss Secret Realm when he died at the hands of Qingkong." Portlem said, as if warning his followers and reminding himself not to be impulsive: "If Harriman was killed by Qingkong with the Abyss Secret Realm open..."
"This is impossible!" The follower had more confidence in the Abyss Secret Realm than Portlem: "The Apostles are omnipotent gods in the Abyss Secret Realm. No one can defeat the Apostles in the Abyss Secret Realm! My Lord, Qingkong must have succeeded in a sneak attack to kill Lord Harriman."
“Maybe…” This was all Potram could do to comfort himself: “But this is no reason for us to go grab the Book of Disaster right now! This is Oulu College. Don’t act rashly before our support arrives.”
"Yes, my Lord. What shall we do now?"
In the library reading room, after Qingkong created the Ice Dance Garden, he patiently waited for Portlem's response. The librarian was frozen from the chest down, and he was still holding the Book of Disaster tightly in his hands.
"Ms. Qingkong, I admit that I am not ready to face you directly. I will leave the Book of Disaster with you for the time being." Portlem changed his tone: "It is an honor for you to be able to let an Apostle of the Abyss say such words... The next time we meet, I will take off your head with my own hands."
Qingkong laughed sarcastically and said, "If you are afraid of death, just say so. Don't say such nonsense. You dared to come to me directly. I thought Portlem was a powerful character... Now it seems that he is just so-so.
You'd better go back!
Let Victor come to me, or you Apostles of the Abyss can come together."
"I don't need Victor to deal with you. Good night, Miss Clear Sky. I will offer you another corpse tomorrow, and this will continue every day... until you hand over the Book of Disaster."
After Portlem finished speaking, the young man's head drooped weakly, his hand still holding the Book of Disaster.
Qingkong stood up and walked to the young man. She took the Book of Disaster from his stiff hands, froze him completely in ice, and then left the reading room.
The Abyss Temple has made a comeback, and as soon as it appears, it kills people to establish its authority. They are really a group of unreasonable lunatics. Now Portlem has sneaked into the Oulu College. If we can't find him as soon as possible, more people will definitely die in his hands in the future.
Walking out of the library, I felt the cool night breeze. The not-too-bright street lights illuminated the path between the colleges, and not far away, two patrolling Abyss leopards were walking towards me, looking around.
Qingkong stopped Abyss Leopard and asked them to notify the Olu battle mage on duty.
Soon a large number of battle mages arrived. Under the command of Qingkong, they sealed off the entire library and conducted a comprehensive search inside. The young man who was turned into a zombie puppet by Portlem's secret technique was carried out. His body was sealed intact, and his autopsy would provide more clues.
