Fantasy World Transmigration - 801. Chapter 801

Chen Ang stood at the door of the Department of Mystery Affairs of the Ministry of Magic. He walked down the elevator and pushed open the door. Behind the door is a huge circular hall with a dome high above it. There is still the damage caused by the war not long ago. , The surrounding light was stagnant, showing a pale, withered white color. The destruction and ruins caused by the battle were like a shadow of a shadow in a long river of time, and like a yellowish old photo that recorded that moment.

Some Aurors who were too late to retreat were forgotten here, some of them opened their mouths, wanting to shout, some were hideous, and some were stagnant with the expression of fear before they died-but they did not die, but were affected by time. Forgotten here.

This is the’well of eternity’, a transit point leading to the dark plane without the concept of time and space.

If Chen Ang is willing, he can let the time flow here. It is located in the gap between the real world and the dark planes of the spirit world. It has very strange physical characteristics. The part of the Ministry of Magic that has been swallowed up is only a fraction of the difference here. A corner of space.

Chen Ang lightly floated in the void in front of him, and the damage caused by the fighting around him returned to its original state like time and space.

When the dust settles, everything around is restored to its original appearance-the door and ceiling, the tiles on the ground, everything is black, in the gray and white tones of the entire space, it looks extraordinarily remote, some without handles The door was installed around the wall with gaps, and the wall was dotted with candlesticks emitting pale light.

From beginning to end, there was absolute silence around it, as if the concept of’sound’ did not exist in the whole world.

Chen Ang stepped into a room. It was a rectangular room. The inside was empty. The golden chain chandelier hanging from the roof gave out pale light, which made it even more empty. Only in the middle of the house, there was one filled with dark green. A huge glass barrel of liquid, some pearly white brains and brain tissue swimming in it.

“The brain hall…hidden the magical world’s brain research.” Chen Ang looked at these strange brains activated by magic. In arcane vision, the flashing souls of these brains are activated and the brains they emit from the perspective of electromagnetic waves. Bo let Chen Ang know that the Ministry of Magic did not know what method was used to keep these brains thinking.

“The brain in the tank!” Chen Ang whispered: “Interesting…it’s a little bit, the smell of the mind-grabbing devil’s brain.”

The scene in front of Chen Ang reminded Chen Ang of the brain flowers loved by diners in Sichuan hot pot. The brain flowers of white flowers float in the red pot, highlighting the unique food taste of the foodie empire, which is a kind of devil. The evil art that everyone admires.

Chen Ang has always wanted to try. Putting chili, pepper, scallion, ginger and garlic in the mind of the heart-daughter, conjured up a pot of Sichuan red pot with rich flavor, and ate the main brain and the little heart-daughter. It’s a pity. In the time of Faerun’s world, that Chen Ang was still not able to let himself go, enjoying the moment, and missed many delicacies of Faerun Continent.

The blood of Cantonese is eager to move in Chen Ang’s body.

Chen Ang took a step forward and left this brain hall where many evil little secrets of the Ministry of Magic were hidden. In the next room, various clocks and clocks filled the entire space. There are long and short ticks, but in this world, all the clocks have stagnated. As the folds of space in the dimension, no one in this world understands time better than Chen Ang.

He looked with interest at those large and small clocks and watches, which are everything, different times, deep into the essence of science, leaving the frame of reference, time will be meaningless narratives. In the magical world, wizards need to use it like this. Means can touch a fur.

Every clock here represents the time of a frame of reference-the world of a certain wizard, the time of a beam of lightning, through the time converter, back to the time in the past, the chaotic, complicated clock, the vague depiction The time scale of everything on this planet-but it doesn’t make any sense.

Chen Ang looked at the door in the time hall, he stepped forward and entered the door.

The tall shelves inside, close to the dome, took up the entire space. There were countless large and small crystal balls on the shelves. Chen Ang raised his hand and the tall dome emitted a gentle white light, illuminating the place.

This is the Hall of Prophecy, which stores all the prophecies accumulated by the British magic circle.

“Regardless of whether those prophetic wizards are reliable or not, they rely on magic to capture the trajectory of fate…Here are all the secrets of the entire British magical world about time and fate… God knows how terrible this is. Even if it is prophesied. The witch or witch just wants to know what his friend is eating tonight. That is also a secret about the coordinates of that timeline and the path of fate.”

“In the world of Shushan, this kind of thing that is even more terrifying than the birth date can enable an old demon to enchant the entire British magic world, and turn all the living wizard blood sacrifices involved here into the devil, living as a demon. Forbidden to sacrifice to the devil from outside the realm.”

Chen Ang waved slightly, and a crystal ball flew under the label with the name of Harry Potter.

“This is the fate of the savior.” Chen Ang calmly said: “In the whole story world, the most important task prop in the established direction. The prophetic crystal ball representing the fate of Harry Potter, the identity of the savior came from this, the Potters Because of this, Dumbledore chose to die with his own body, and Voldemort also perished because of this.”

There seemed to be some task reminder from the main god in the ear, but Chen Angli ignored it.

“If Voldemort wants to change his fate… it’s a very important thing… but to me, it’s useless.” On the contrary, Chen Ang drew a few crystal balls, about Hogwarts IV. The prophecy of the founder.

Dumbledore defeated the first man, the Dark Lord, and his prophecies of various emotional entanglements.

The prophecy of New York Scamman, author of “Where Are Fantastic Beasts”, in New York.

These time and the water drops picked by the long river of fate can enable Chen Ang to swim up in the right direction and reach the time in the past, but Chen Ang has no interest in this, he feels more and more, as he is With the approach of the truth of the origin of all things, things have become more and more dull as a result. He now wants to be an angler in the upper reaches of the river for a long time.

He takes pleasure in disturbing the established fate of the’fish’, causing countless variables, and observing the endless and unpredictable changes in the future from the upper reaches of the river for a long time.

This is a study and study of the plot plane created by the main god space. The main god steals the information and data, origin and laws of a universe by intercepting the timeline. And Chen Ang reveals the secrets of the main god himself and the further secrets of the timeline through the study of the time circle of the main god.

Chen Ang returned the crystal ball to its original position, turned and left the “Hall of Prophecy”.

As he left, the white light dome above his head gradually became dark. An inexplicable darkness named Morgoth slowly enveloped the prophecy hall. The prophecies preserved through countless crystal balls came from Morgoth’s will and Power can penetrate into the fate of the person represented by the fate trajectory recorded by the crystal ball, and even penetrate the past timeline represented by the old crystal ball.

Strands of black air penetrated into the crystal ball, dyeing the strands of white prophecy in the crystal ball into black.