Chapter 538 538. Mr. Ghost Jeffrey

Although the secret realm of "Jotunheim" is not boundless, it is vast enough.

Scott took a "flying house" pulled by crows and spent about ten hours to reach the edge of the secret realm.

After the "Flying House" stopped, Scott stood up, walked to the door and jumped off. The cloak behind him fluttered, carrying him to the ground lightly.

There was still the same desolate scenery ahead, and it seemed that we could continue to move forward.

But when he stretched out his hand, he immediately touched an invisible wall.

"Quack... quack..."

A crow among the crows shouted several times.

Rimbaud acted as a translator, "It said that the entrance to the underground palace is over there."

Scott nodded and looked in the direction indicated by Rimbaud's wings.

Over there, countless strange-shaped rocks stand tall. From a distance, it looks like a rock forest.

Scott drew his wand.

He first let the hut fall to the ground, and then removed the reins from the crows.

"Gah!"

The crow flew directly towards the top of the stone forest.

"Come on, let's go take a look."

Helena floated over after the crow.

Scott waved his wand again, making the Ravenclaw frame and [Magic Mirror] float beside him, and then followed.

After entering the stone forest, the light suddenly became much darker.

Scott took out the magic lamp and held it in his hand before continuing to move forward.

Underfoot is the ice and snow that has not melted for many years, and it will make a crunching sound when you step on it.

After walking for almost twenty minutes, he saw Helena's back.

Scott quickened his pace and walked to Helena's side, and his eyes suddenly became clear.

In front of them was a huge circular pit, with a broken pyramid standing at the bottom.

Looking at the pile of ruins, an ancient and desolate atmosphere came to my face.

Scott looked around and saw a stone staircase leading directly to the bottom of the pit.

The stone steps are very long, and more than half of them are hidden in the shadows.

Helena said: "Let me go down and take a look first."

"It's okay." Scott walked towards the stone steps, "Let's go down together and take a look first before talking."

He walked around the edge of the pit for a few minutes and stepped on the stone steps going down.

Looking closely, Scott found that the stone steps were very simple and narrow, and could barely accommodate one person.

Fortunately, Helena doesn't need to take up space.

As Scott continued downward, he gradually entered the shadow where the light could not reach directly.

At this point, the stone steps below began to show more damage and breaks.

"There seem to be traces of battle here."

Scott squatted down with the magic lamp and carefully observed the marks on the stone steps.

"But it's so old that I can't be sure."

He turned to look at the Ravenclaw in the painting.

"What do you think, mentor?"

"There are indeed traces of battle." Ravenclaw said, "It seems like something happened here."

Helena also said: "There is indeed something abnormal. The ice palace in the secret realm of 'Niflheim' is intact, but this place is very dilapidated."

"Hopefully what I'm looking for is still there."

Scott stood up and continued walking down.

After reaching the bottom of the giant pit, Scott was more certain of their guess.

"These buildings are not naturally weathered and decayed."

He stood on the main road paved with stone slabs, looking at the ruins of buildings and broken giant statues on both sides of the road.

Only man-made destruction would make this place look like this.

Obviously, there was a battle here, and it was a very fierce battle, which caused many things to be seriously damaged.

Scott did not stop on the road and continued forward, coming to the bottom of the pyramid and looking at the collapsed stone door at the entrance of the pyramid.

Although there was no door to block it, since the light could not reach the tower, he could only see darkness.

Helena suggested again, "I'll go in and take a look first, and make sure there's no danger before you act."

This time Scott didn't take no for an answer.

"Then I'll trouble you."

Helena nodded, floated directly into the door, and disappeared into the darkness.

Scott did not stand still and wait, but went to the ruins on the other side to look carefully, hoping to find some clues.

But after searching around, he couldn't see anything with text symbols, which made him a little disappointed.

He stood on top of the ruins, talking to the Ravenclaw in the painting.

"Without mentioning the battles that took place, I kind of don't understand, what's the point of them building these buildings and statues?"

Although the statues were dilapidated, it could be seen that the carvings were not statues of gods, but giants.

The appearance of these giant statues is much rougher and more ferocious than Ymir, but they are in line with the description of "Jotunheim" in myths and legends.

Other than that, there doesn't seem to be much point.

But Scott didn't quite believe that the wizards of the "Agastrian" school would do something meaningless.

"Perhaps the answer can only be found in that pyramid." Ravenclaw said.

There are no text symbols inside the ruins that can be referenced. Even Ravenclaw cannot answer Scott's questions at this time.

Scott turned to look towards the pyramid, just in time to see Helena coming out of the door.

He quickly jumped down from the ruins and greeted them.

At this moment, another translucent white figure floated out from the shadows behind Helena.

"Mother, Scott." Helena introduced, "This is Mr. Jeffrey."

"Hello."

Mr. Jeffrey greeted them gently.

He is a middle-aged ghost, dressed in ancient wizard clothing and with a curly beard on his chin.

"Hello, Mr. Jeffrey."

Scott performed a wizarding salute.

Mr. Jeffrey observed Scott with a direct gaze.

"Your name? Age?"

"My name is Scott Trollope, 17 years old, sir."

"I heard from this young lady that you inherited our 'Agastrian' ideals?"

Scott nodded, "Yes, I have already been to the 'Tower of Gangnir' and the secret realm of 'Niflheim' and obtained the things you left there."

While speaking, he showed Mr. Jeffrey the [Eye of Odin] pendant around his neck and the [Hwagmir Ring] on the index finger of his left hand.

"Do you sincerely agree with our ideals?"

Mr. Jeffrey looked excited.

"Are you going to go straight down the path we once dreamed of?"

"Yes."

Scott nodded again.

"I have found some like-minded partners, and we will work together to unite more wizards and create a new world with only wizards and magic."

"good very good."

Mr. Jeffrey laughed happily.

"I can tell you're serious!"

At this moment, tears even flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"I've been waiting for this moment for too long."

Scott did not interrupt. After Mr. Jeffrey calmed down, he asked, "Mr. Jeffrey, can I ask what happened here?"

"here……"

Mr. Jeffrey looked at the large ruins outside the pyramid with a complicated expression.

"This used to be our last hiding place."

"A hiding place?" Scott was puzzled, "If it's a hiding place..."

He pointed to the [Eye of Odin] pendant on his chest.

"Isn't this a better option?"

At least there are mountains and water, plants can be grown, and animals can be raised. It is better than the barren land of "Jotunheim".

"[Odin's Eye]? There is not only one such alien space."

Mr. Jeffrey smiled.

"We can hide in this secret realm and let these different spaces produce food."

"Too……"

Scott nodded in understanding.

Mr. Jeffrey began to tell the story of what happened more than a thousand years ago.

When a traitor appeared in "Agast", he was one of several young wizards who fled with the school's research materials.

"...Others fought hard to stop the pursuers and killed the traitors. Five of us young people escaped from the 'Golden Palace' under the cover of our elders."

"We first went to Niflheim, where we left the inheritance stone and guards as planned."

"Finally, we crossed the ocean and came to this frozen continent to find Jotunheim."

"There is no way the Holy See will find this place."

"We plan to continue research here and look forward to one day making a comeback and completing our ideals."

"We lived here for more than ten years after that."

"But at the end of the day, we had a disagreement."

Ravenclaw in the painting said: "Some people want to go back and fulfill their dreams with their own hands, while others place their hope in an uncertain future."

"You are right, madam." Mr. Jeffrey said with admiration, "You are really sharp."

Scott asked him, "So, whose side are you on?"

"Me?" Mr. Jeffrey smiled, "I choose the future."

Scott glanced at the ruins again, "You had a conflict because of differences of opinion?"

Mr. Jeffrey was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.

"Yes, I had a conflict with my partners."

He looked at Scott and spoke in a heavy tone.

"At that time, some people felt that after more than ten years, the outside world must have been safe."

"They want to change their plans. They can't wait to get out of here and get back to the crowd."

"They want to make 'Agast' grow and develop again, and they want to personally fulfill the school's long-standing wish."

"But I don't agree."

"For a behemoth like the Holy See, more than ten years can't make it change in any way."

"We do not have the strength to compete with the Holy See. We can only place our hopes on the future."

"But among the five, I am the only one who chose the future."

Hearing this, Scott understood something.

He looked at Mr. Jeffrey in surprise, "You..."

"Yes." Mr. Jeffrey confirmed his guess, "I killed them."

"ah……"

Helena gave a small exclamation.

Mr. Jeffrey floated over to the pile of rubble.

"This place was destroyed because of the fighting between us."

"Why?" Helena couldn't help but ask.

"Why kill them?"

Mr. Jeffrey looked back.

“At that point, their desire to leave here was overwhelming.”

"I can't look at them every moment and stop them from leaving."

"And once they leave, they may be caught by the Holy See."

"In that case, all the arrangements of our 'Agastrian' school may be exposed to the guys in the Holy See."

"Killing them is the best option."

Helena said: "You can't be sure that someone will successfully inherit your ideals in the future."

"Yeah, I'm not sure."

Mr. Jeffrey's tone was calm.

“But even so, I don’t want to let the knowledge belonging to ‘Agastrian’ fall into the hands of the Holy See.”

Having said this, a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

"Perhaps they will use 'Yuktra Hill' to create a false paradise."

"That makes me want to gag!"

Scott said, "Judging from your current appearance, you also died in that battle with your companions."

"Yes, I killed four of them, but I couldn't hold on for any longer."

Mr. Jeffrey nodded in acknowledgement.

"Because I wanted to see the future, I chose to become a ghost after my death and waited here for more than a thousand years."

"So that's it."

Scott made no comment on Mr. Jeffrey's story about the past.

They were all events that happened more than a thousand years ago, and whether they were true or false, they meant nothing to him.

All he wants is that knowledge, and that may require Mr. Jeffrey to lead the way.

"So, does that knowledge still exist?" he asked directly, "Am I qualified to obtain that knowledge?"

"Show me, Scott."

Mr. Jeffrey said to Scott.

"Show what you learned about 'Yuktrassil' and 'Gungnir'!"

Scott nodded and raised his wand.

"Yectrasil!"

The white initial runes formed a tree-like pattern and enveloped Mr. Jeffrey's head.

Mr. Jeffrey looked up at the runes and did not move away.

With a burst of white light, his figure and the runes disappeared together.

After a moment, Scott waved his wand again.

"Nidhogg!"

The black initial runes form the image of a dragon.

The "Black Dragon" opened its mouth and gnawed, breaking through the alien space created by Scott just now.

Mr. Jeffrey appears again.

"good."

He smiled and clapped.

"Whether it's 'Yectrasil' or the counter-spell 'Nidhogg', I have mastered it very well."

Scott rose again and raised his wand.

"Gangnir."

The golden light flashed away.

A fist-sized hole appeared on the head of the giant statue nearby.

"The flames are blazing!"

"Gangnir!"

"The wind is swirling!"

"Gangnir!"

"The water is as clear as a spring!"

"Gangnir!"

"The house collapsed!"

"Gangnir!"

Scott then demonstrated "Gangnir" with the four elements of fire, wind, water and earth as the main body, causing huge secondary damage to the surrounding ruins.

Then, he put away his wand and looked at Mr. Jeffrey.

"Oh, you pass, Scott."

Mr. Jeffrey looked satisfied.

"However, you still have to be careful with the Holy See."

"There is no more Holy See," Scott said with a smile.

Mr. Jeffrey's eyes widened, "Are you telling the truth?"

Scott nodded, "To be more precise, the Holy See has long lost its extraordinary power and has no records of wizards and magic."

"What are you waiting for?"

Mr. Jeffrey turned around and floated towards the pyramid.

"Come with me and I'll leave everything to you."

Scott and the Ravenclaw tutor in the painting looked at each other and followed Mr. Jeffrey.