Chapter 695 Ravens before the Civilization

Lin En flipped through several pages carefully.

"But it's a pity that now, apart from the Colossus Brain itself, I guess only Brother Ewen and the God of All Machines can recognize it. It's a pity for such a huge treasure house."

Lin En shook his head and was about to close the book in his hand.

But at the same time, he heard Zuo Zuo's voice mumbling like a dream.

"I think I recognize it."

Lin En stopped moving.

He turned his head and looked at the little Lolita beside him quietly, watching her reach out and take the book from his hand, turning the first page in a trance, and whispering.

"This is... This is a piece of history..."

"It records many ancient legends worshipped by the entire Colossus civilization before the Stone Age and the Bronze Age, from... In a sense, this is also the beginning of the entire Colossus civilization in history, the worship of gods and flesh and blood that had been established in the ancient and distant barbaric period..."

In the silent hall, there was only the sound of the slender little hand flipping the pages in a trance.

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

Maybe it was because she was the Heart of the Colossus.

Maybe she actually represented the last spark of this civilization.

Just like with the turning of the pages, something that had been locked in the deepest part of consciousness was awakened little by little.

"Maybe it was tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years, or even more ancient..."

She lowered her head, holding the book, and spoke in a low voice.

Her long black hair drooped there, just like Lin En, quietly watching her and being the listener.

"Our civilization has been inspired by a wise man from the outer universe since the period of eating raw meat and drinking blood. He is also the god we have been believing in and worshipping for countless years after the ascension of flesh and blood. We firmly believe that He is the creator of everything and the true master of all things. It is He who gave us the direction of ascension of flesh and blood, and it is He who laid the foundation for the glory of our civilization."

"So we must follow His footsteps, become His guardian with the body of the Colossus, and defend the future He has shown us."

"So we firmly believe."

"When the cold winter comes, when the eternal night covers the sky, the ancient ravens will return again and lead us to blow the horn of dawn."

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

She only read a small paragraph, which was also the beginning and beginning of the entire Colossus civilization when she was writing it.

Lin En stared at her and asked:

"Raven?"

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

"Well, a... raven that will bring spring."

Those are ancient legends. Even in the Colossus civilization, it is a fairy tale that can only be vaguely found in the ancient period of eating raw meat and drinking blood.

But for some reason, Lin En seemed to have heard a similar version. In his communication with Sir Ewen, he also told him such an ancient fable.

It is also the early days of civilization.

It is also a memorial to the beautiful hope and future.

[Because there will always be a crow that will quietly come in the winter night, and will gently leave when it brings us the first ray of warm wind. ]

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

The fairy tale that Sir Ewen told him once again echoed gently in his mind.

Similar.

This moment is so similar.

Could it be that they are really the same?

In that ancient era, was there really such a crow, flying over one civilization after another, and in that distant period, only bringing them this ancient fairy tale?

But who could that crow be?

It said that it would come before every cold winter and leave before the arrival of spring. Does that mean that we have already entered the cold winter, and what is the cold winter it refers to?

Lin En raised his head suddenly.

Is it that darkness?

The disaster that has descended on the entire main world since three thousand years ago, causing the death and fall of countless ancient gods?

He didn't know.

He used to not believe in God. Even if he fell into hell, saw so many roots, and knew their former identities, he still didn't believe in God, and didn't believe that there would be a master who controlled everything in the dark and watched this world.

Because when all the mysteries lose their halo, when all the gods take off their disguises, they are just a kind of creature that is so powerful that ordinary people can't look up to them.

But it seemed as if there was a hand in the dark, influencing and manipulating the future.

But he also knew.

Now was not the time for him to think about these things, because there was no doubt that even Sir Egwene and the others had not touched that realm, so how could he be in it?

He shook his head.

And just when he wanted to take a closer look at this vast sea of ​​books.

Suddenly.

Something strange happened.

The books that were originally neatly arranged on the vast bookshelf suddenly fell down like leaves, turning into countless pages, circling in the sky above their heads, like countless dancing golden butterflies.

And the ground under their feet also rumbled and trembled.

And just beside their ears, a very weak voice came so vaguely.

"Welcome... my queen..."

Instantly.

Without saying anything, Lin En pulled Zuo Zuo behind him almost reflexively, looked vigilantly at the flying pages around him, and said the four words word by word.

"The brain of the colossus?"

And just as he finished speaking, an indescribable wave suddenly rushed into his brain like an electric current, making his pupils dilate instantly.

And just in the flash of super-dimensional induction, a vague figure sitting on the throne appeared in his mind, as if looking at the weak silver eyes from a distance.

It was like the moment when the consciousness was frozen.

"Come, here."

The voice sounded again, weak as if it would go out at any time.

But the terrible breath emanating from the super-dimensional induction made Lin En feel unimaginable huge pressure instantly.

Lin En's eyes calmed down.

He still held Zuo Zuo's hand tightly, and in front of him, the endless bookshelf that reached the sky slowly split into a road on the left and right, and a bridge leading to a higher place appeared in front of them.

Zuo Zuo's expression became more dazed, and the confusion in her eyes became more serious, as if something was surging and was reviving and returning.

She subconsciously grabbed Lin En's wrist.

"Don't worry, I'm here, it's okay."

Lin En turned his head in a low voice, squeezed her fingers, and comforted her.

Then he raised his head, his eyes became calm, grabbed Zuo Zuo's hand, and strode along the long bridge step by step.

It was like walking in the void.

With every step, a translucent bridge like a starlight would appear under his feet.

Further down the bridge, there was an endless darkness. As they stepped on it, the boundless books behind them were like phantoms in a kaleidoscope, transforming into countless pages. Under their feet, they formed a surging sea made entirely of pages!

A true sea of ​​books!