Book of Gods and Demons

Behind the door is an extremely wide semicircular study room.

On the arc side of the study, there is a green grass in the eye, half a mile away, is a small ice-covered circular lake with a few small boats on the ice, and there are a few evergreen trees on the lakeside and under the trees. Exquisite cabin.

Green grass, ice, small boats, well-designed and pruned big trees, and small wooden houses with exquisite and chic shapes make up a perfect and pleasing landscape painting.

What shocked Sherlock was that it was not the scenery outside the window, but the whole piece of glass in front of him.

In the mainland of Medland, it is well known that the United Kingdom of Nice has mastered the most high-end glass processing technology. It is said that the United Kingdom of Nice is now able to manufacture huge glass of more than 20 feet in length and width. The jaw-dropping crystal glass mirror.

The manufacturing cost of such a huge piece of glass is more than several thousand gold marks.

And the huge glass mirror made with this, the market price is definitely more than 200,000 gold marks!

And this study, the semicircular study arc side, the whole is a huge curved glass-this glass is more than 30 feet high, and the diameter of the arc is more than 150 feet!

And for this whole piece of glass, Sherlock's sharp eyes quickly swept across this huge curved piece of glass. With his eyesight, he could not find even a bubble or any flaw in the glass.

The whole glass is clear and transparent, and the quality is perfect.

And judging by Sherlock's experience, such a huge piece of glass is more than a foot thick!

Rao is Sherlock is also a high-ranking member in the Al organization. His status in the world is also quite noble. His own net worth is also called a huge wealth. He has seen many incredible, almost city-linked strange treasures. treasure.

But even the rare treasures in the treasure house of the King's Palace of Ice Sea cannot bring him such a huge impact.

Such a huge and heavy glass...With the information Sherlock has mastered, no one party can process and manufacture the Medland Continent today.

The only possible way for this piece of glass is to excavate the ancient ruins.

But such a large piece of glass, even if it is excavated from the ruins, how to transport it to Hyderabad, how to hit it on this building, which is obviously designed according to the shape of the glass... and more Strictly keep confidential, do not disturb outsiders...

With the intelligence capabilities of the Al organization and the status of Sherlock in the Al organization, he has never heard any information about such a huge piece of glass... It can be seen that the owner of this building, Sherlock specially came to visit today. Your Excellency'King', how powerful and powerful he has, and how terrifying his energy in the Al organization is.

Facing the door of the study, a huge glass window... Let's call such a large piece of glass a glass window.

In front of the glass window, behind a huge desk, an old man with white beard and hair sat comfortably on a chair, with his hands on the desk, with a gentle smile, watching standing at the door in a daze. Locke.

"Please forgive me for this bad taste, but frankly, I really appreciate the surprised expressions of my guests at this big baby."

The old man with white hair, white beard, and white wool woven overcoat, with a ruddy face and a smiling face stood up, and smiled and stretched out his hand to Sherlock: "Please sit down, Sherlock the sword bearer. "

In such a huge study room, except for the desk in front of the old man and the high-back chair behind him, there is no other furniture in the huge study room.

But following the old man's words, a breeze blew through the study, and in front of the old man's desk, out of nowhere, a chair shaped like the high-backed chair behind him appeared out of nowhere.

Sherlock's pupils condensed slightly.

With his strength, he could not see how this chair appeared.

It seems that it just appeared out of thin air?

No, no, although the naked eye could not catch the signs of the chair, Sherlock felt a strange energy fluctuation in the air. The appearance of this chair out of thin air should have an inseparable relationship with this huge study room.

Here, there is a strange and delicate arrangement.

"Honorable Florence, Sherlock salutes you... As you can see, I was shocked by your window." Sherlock bowed deeply to the old man Florence, and frankly admitted what he had just received. Shocked.

"It must be admitted that only a wise and powerful existence like you can bless such... an incredible treasure."

Sherlock smiled and nodded to the young lady standing beside her, then strode to the desk, and sat peacefully on the high-back chair that had just emerged out of thin air.

"Well, relax, Sherlock, relax, I can feel that you are a little nervous?"

Florence smiled and shook his head: "Oh, no, no need... We are all members of Al. We may have a lot of knowledge in our grasp, but in terms of identity and status, we are completely equivalent. ."

Florence smiled and sat back in his seat, then smiled and gestured to the beautiful young woman: "Dear Elaine, with that pot of peacock tongue from the Land of Elephants, Sherlock is the first time to come to me, haha , I can't help but show off the good things I have."

Elaine smiled and nodded, she walked briskly to the corner of the study.

Originally there was just a white carpet that was ten feet square, and there was nothing empty on it.

But when Elaine walked to the edge of the carpet, she waved her hand gently, and there was a long dark yellow table on the carpet, on which was placed a set of beautiful celadon tea sets, and a few more than a foot. Tall sterling silver tea pot.

Sherlock felt the slight power fluctuation in the air again, but he still couldn't see how the long table and the tea set on it appeared.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Florence sincerely: "It's amazing."

Florence smiled happily, and he pointed behind Sherlock: "Oh, then, look at these babies!"

Sherlock smiled slightly, he stood up, turned and looked at the wall where the door of the room he came in was.

That wall is thirty feet high and more than one hundred and fifty feet long. On the wall, a full wall of bookshelves was created with the strange metal with countless gold stars in the dark.

On the bookshelf, among the large and small square bookshelves, there are rolls of ancient scrolls, large and small, carefully **** with ribbons of various colors, neatly stacked there.

Those scrolls...

You don't need to touch them personally. Just by looking at their appearance, you can feel the ancient, rich texture that has been accumulated over thousands of years and tens of thousands of years.

Especially on many scrolls, there is a trace of strange light flowing, and the naked eye can see the tiny flashing runes splashing out of the scrolls from time to time, emitting a bright and short-lived light like fireworks.

These scrolls are all antiquities.

Moreover, they are all antiquities with incredible magical powers.

Generally speaking, such antiquities are used to record extremely precious, extremely rare, and sometimes even contain ‘knowledge’ of great horror and crisis.

Such antiquities are hard to find in the mainland of Medland.

In many cases, if a powerful empire with real power can obtain such a volume of antiquities, it can be regarded as a heirloom and can be shown off in the social circles of top nobles.

And there are more than a thousand such antiquities on this wall?

Sherlock's face twitched violently...There were only two such high-class antiquities in his personal collection. And he Sherlock, it is precisely because of possessing those two ancient scrolls that he has mastered a stronger power than the otherworldly of the same level, and then made a steady progress in the El organization.

And Florence, who has mastered so many antiquities...

Sherlock turned around, tensed her face, resisted the shock of her heart, and bowed to Florence again: "I really... have nothing to say... Your collection perfectly matches your identity. I can Imagine the vast wisdom and knowledge that you have."

Florence smiled happily: "Sit, sit, please sit... So, Sherlock, this is the reason why I have so many guards at home. Have you seen those little guys? Those vigorous boys? , Those shrewd and capable little girls...oh, oh, they are not to protect me, but to protect these babies."

With a heavy sigh, Florence said with emotion: "I know that I like to show off. This kind of problem is very bad. This is the biggest shortcoming of my character... But I really enjoy the kind of source of my guests. Envy, shock, and even jealousy from my heart~www.ltnovel.com~ and the little bit of fear, even panic and despair derived from it!"

"So I think there is no need to correct this small problem."

Florence looked at Sherlock with a smile. He pointed to Elaine who was making tea with water, and said with a smile: "My personal secretary, Elaine... Oh, of course, frankly speaking, she is also my lover. My bed-companion... is getting older. In winter, if there is a warm beauty in the bed, it is obviously a kind of enjoyment."

Sherlock smiled and nodded.

What a shameless old bastard... Sherlock had met many big people, but she admitted so frankly that his secretary was also his lover. Sherlock had met for the first time.

"Okay, let's talk about the peacock tongue." Florence smiled happily: "Do you know Donglu? Xiangzhilu is the three most ancient, extremely mysterious, and extremely powerful among the mysterious Donglu. One of the ancient landmass."

"A native king of the Land of Elephants, he traveled across the sea to Medland in 1378. I was fortunate enough to get acquainted with him. He gave me this pot of peacock tongues."

"A pot of tea, Sherlock, this is just a pot of tea... But in the Land of Elephants, there are no more than five people who are eligible for the distribution of peacock tongue... There are only about a hundred people who have the opportunity to enjoy peacock tongue. "

"If it weren't for the guests I really like, I wouldn't take it out."

"So, Sherlock, I see you as a real guest... I hope that my kindness will be rewarded."

Florence smiled brighter and brighter.

From the moment Sherlock entered the door, he created a powerful and mysterious rolling aura, which completely did not give Sherlock any chance to resist or parry.