"The secrets were cast out, buried, and destroyed.
No one can ever glimpse the deepest secrets again; secrets remain secrets."
After speaking, the Dragon King dispersed the illusion, continuing to sit solemnly on the throne.
The crowd stood below the throne, savoring the tales told by this being who had personally witnessed everything of that age.
The tale was so illusory.
So, when the war attacked the Vastva City-State, did it happen after the Fourfold Destruction or before?
However, thinking that only a few thousand years remained until the world’s final shattering, it might have been after the Fourfold Destruction.
After all, records above the Vastva City-State clearly showed that until the end, they did not receive the Divine’s enlightennt.
Perhaps the war back then was an attempt to learn more knowledge from these followers.
"Is there any hope for the world’s revival?" Julia murmured to herself.
After all, the leaving deities must have devoured part of the world.
Otherwise, how could those gods leave in peace?
"We failed, but it doesn’t an we achieved nothing."
Speaking, the Dragon King waved again, and more illusions appeared.
They saw the figures of various races in the illusion: giant dragons, giants, anomalies, and humans.
They battled various kinds of natural disasters and colossal creatures.
So were killed, so were destroyed.
The light points from these massive natural disasters and creatures, upon death, shattered and returned to the world.
"This should be what you now call Treasure. We let it return to the world, trying to slow the world’s decay."
"Until the uninvited guest arrived."
Saying this, the Dragon King waved again. Creatures resembling demons or devils began to move.
They sward like sharks slling blood.
Alka and the others couldn’t understand the actions depicted above, but they knew those disgusting things definitely did sothing.
Subsequently, the object representing the world shattered directly in a massive explosion.
"Those damned demons destroyed the world’s foundation, turning the world into fragnts. There were countless opportunities to stop them, but those damned traitors completely ignored them.
They seized the opportunity, still devouring part of the world."
"I too perished in this battle."
The Dragon King said.
"Then what are you now..." Alka couldn’t help asking.
A part of the soul? Or sothing else?
"It’s mory, the mory I left behind on this throne."
mory? It’s a completely different realm.
"Then..." the group wanted to ask more, but with a gentle wave of his hand, the Dragon King silenced all their mouths, rendering them completely mute.
He then flicked them out directly.
The Dragon King curled up on the throne, closing his eyes as if resting.
The group was flung out of the hall, yet they didn’t fly straight out, as a mysterious force lifted them above the castle.
They then descended through a breach in a spire.
"What are they playing at?"
"Seeing who can fly precisely into the hole, I guess."
The puppet girls atop other spire ruins watched this scene and said.
Alka and the others fell directly through an opening in the spire, landing inside a colossal building.
The building was likely behind the hall.
Once they landed, the strange force supporting them dissipated, and they crashed to the ground.
Rubbing their bodies, they stood up and looked around.
"Oh my God..." Lucilia gazed at the surroundings, completely dazed.
The scene here was even more shocking than the hall earlier.
This area was comparable to the hall just seen, yet it was packed to the brim.
One bookshelf after another covered the walls, with countless bookshelves floating above in the sky.
In the center was a pillar of light with various slabs floating on it.
Scrolls, books, recording Crystal Stones, engraved slabs, even old bark—all sorts of knowledge carriers were stored here.
And at the very top, a gigantic book, like a wall, lay open.
At the arrival of the group, this book began to flip pages by itself, unaided by the wind.
Accompanied by rustling sounds, every bookshelf began to move, slowly shifting.
The group, previously immobilized, seed to feel they could move now.
"So he threw us here, aning for us to find out by ourselves? Not to ask him anymore?" Pororo looked at the surroundings and asked.
"I don’t know, after all, he said he was a body made from mory, perhaps not possessing as much Energy as we thought."
Alka spoke nonchalantly, eyes wide open, staring at the Splendid Grand Library.
The amount of knowledge recorded here must be terrifying.
To be honest, he couldn’t fathom it.
"Indeed, the giants’ tribe scholars and recorders." Lucilia murmured to herself.
These books were unlike anything Alka and the others had ever seen, sothing they couldn’t finish reading in a lifeti.
"I wonder how long Ulu Liwus and their trial will take." Chadite said.
Hearing this, Alka couldn’t help saying, "Truth be told, I actually hope they can... be a bit slower."
The others unconsciously nodded.
If upon completion, this place closes or collapses, it would truly grieve them beyond words.
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