Chapter 620 The Sealed Dark Side

Thanks to his current strength, otherwise receiving so much information in an instant would only cause his mind to fall into chaos.

If the spiritual sea of ​​a seventh-level professional is compared to a warehouse of one thousand units, then this inheritance is equivalent to instantly stuffing nearly nine hundred units of information flow into the warehouse.

Those professionals whose strength is less than the seventh level, even if they are lucky enough to obtain the inheritance, will be directly overwhelmed by the large amount of information flow, causing severe damage to their spirit.

In the worst case, it may even cause the original self-consciousness to collapse, and then re-condense a new personality.

"...Where is the final weapon, take me to see it."

After a long while, Avis finally reluctantly classified all the information in his mind. Then his eyes turned back to Margaret.

After experiencing the previous prophecy of one ring after another, Avis has now begun to have a strong interest in the mysterious [Final Weapon].

"I know where the final weapon is, but I can't take you to see it, master."

But to Avis's surprise, Margaret nodded and shook her head, giving him a somewhat elusive answer.

"It was placed by the observer in a black tower deep in the core of the holy city [Yina], and as the core of the inheritance land, I cannot leave the dream world.

As for the current location of the holy city, the creator did not leave me any information related to it, but the [key] in your hand should be able to guide you forward."

Holy City [Yina]?

Margaretto's answer made Avis feel strangely familiar.

The letter Claire sent to him before she disappeared seemed to mention this name as well.

For some purpose, she went to find the ruins of the star civilization [Yina], and then disappeared in the vast desert, and there is still no news.

Now it seems that everything seems to have returned to the starting point.

What secrets are hidden in the city of origin [Yina]?

Shaking his head, Avis stopped thinking about those for the time being, as he had other things to do now.

In Margaretto's astonished eyes, the old secret scripture emitting a faint dark green luster appeared in Avis's hands.

"Crazy Desius once reminded me that this world has fallen into madness. Although it does gather the craziest part of this world, I am always curious about one question.

The inheritance land is immersed in the deep dream world, and has swallowed and merged countless strange dream worlds over the long years. Could it be that it has never been affected by anything?"

Looking at the elf with a slightly changed face, Avis smiled.

"And if there is a problem with the inheritance land, then as the core, Margaret, your current state, have you also had some problems?"

"Master... Master, what are you talking about?"

With a confused expression, the flower fairy girl stepped back a little, seeming a little scared.

"You don't understand, Margaret, I came here specifically to eliminate this hidden danger."

Looking at her, Avis didn't say much, but just activated the old secret book. The dark green thick book turned by itself, revealing the last part of the sealed page.

The next moment, an amazing change happened in front of Avis.

The face of the little flower fairy suddenly became distorted, and a liquid with rich colorful colors overflowed from her facial features, like a wax figure melting. And it kept flowing, like an open faucet.

Although it was extremely bright, it gave people a strange sense of dirtiness, like oil stains with colorful luster in the sun.

As the core, the existence of Margaretto in the inheritance land is similar to the relationship between Fiona's "Fiona's Wonderland" and the world in the book.

The strange pollution that the inheritance land has been exposed to for countless years will be fed back to her existence at the first time, and then it will be eliminated and isolated by the defense mechanism of the dream.

But as time goes by, these eliminated strange existences gather more and more, and eventually even the rules of the inheritance land itself are polluted and distorted, which leads to the emergence of things like nightmare spirits.

And what Anvis is doing now is to prepare to thoroughly purify the inheritance land and solve the hidden dangers hidden in Margaretto.

At the same time, absorbing the strange things overflowing from Magredo's body, the Old Secret Scripture also sent back a feeling of pleasure to Avis.

For it, the dark side of the inheritance land seems to be a good snack.

However, as the Old Secret Scripture was devoured, Avis also noticed that the part of his existence that belonged to the Nightmare Spirit King was slowly fading and dissipating.

The loss of the dark side of the inheritance land caused the nightmare spirits based on the dark side to gradually lose the basis of their existence. In the induction of the twisted seed, the state of the four nightmares also had a big problem at this moment.

This is actually a good thing, but the four nightmares themselves still have a certain value. It would be a pity if they just dissipated like this.

So, using his own inheritance land authority, Avis adjusted the existence of the four nightmares alone. Now they still hold the power they once had, but their essence has become a normal dream existence.

In the end, all the liquids were sealed by the Old Secret Scripture that was like a bottomless pit, and the black cloak behind Avis also dissipated, restoring his original form.

With the end of the sealing process, the old secret book quieted down again. On the yellowed pages, there was a thick and turbid oil paint that was like a child's random splash.

From that color, Avis could feel the power of the nightmare spirit king that once belonged to him.

"...Thank you for your help, master."

As the pollution of the dark side was completely removed, Margaretto's own projection became blurred for a moment, and when it became clear again, her form was slightly different from before.

The strange starlight that always flickered on the wings disappeared, replaced by a dreamy pale white fluorescence.

"Also, the real whereabouts of the final weapon was actually placed in the Central Library by the observer. The dark ancient tower is a taboo among taboos, and it must not be touched!"

At the same time, Margaretto corrected the key information of the news she had told Avis before.

"...So, is there any problem with the inheritance information I obtained before?"

After a slight pause, Avis's expression became serious and he immediately reconfirmed it.

"There is no problem with the inheritance information, Master. The medium in which the Creator stores the final inheritance is independent of the inheritance place. I only have the authority to provide the inheritor with a connection."

Shaking her head, Margaretto confirmed that there was no problem with the inheritance.

"That's good."

Anvis nodded, turned his eyes to the sleeping Fiona, and issued an order as the inheritor.

"Then, in the name of the inheritor, Margaretto, I order you to grant her the same level of complete control authority as me, and at the same time, when she asks about the situation here, conceal my existence from her."

"This is prone to problems, Master. If the instructions she issued conflict with the instructions you issued, what should I do?"

Margaretto raised a question about Anvis's order.

"The priority is not to expose my existence."

After thinking about it, Anvis added a supplementary condition.

"Also, after I leave here, you need to wake her up, re-demonstrate your appearance in front of her, and then introduce this place to her, tell her that she has obtained the final inheritance, and pass a copy of the inheritance information to her as well."

"Do you mean to let your sister think that she has obtained the final inheritance? I understand."

Hearing Avis's arrangement, Margaret immediately understood Avis's intention.

Although she was puzzled as to why the inheritor did this, under the constraints of the rules, she would not question Avis's orders and would only execute them meticulously.

Finally, she looked at the sleeping Fiona and the two little ones, and Avis's figure gradually faded and disappeared in this pure white space.

Gugu, this is yesterday, and there are more in the evening