"Is there any other defensive magic on this tower?" Maka couldn't help but wonder to herself.
But obviously, the next moment he realized that he had guessed wrong.
When the group of fire dragons approached the tower again, they began to swoop towards this side. However, hundreds of slender red beams of light suddenly appeared under the tower. They looked quite dense, and shot neatly towards the fire dragons in mid-air in the form of a parabola, drawing red arcs in the air. Wire.
For a moment, the fire dragons began to dodge in a panic, but the number of those magic beams was too great and the density was extraordinary, making it impossible to dodge them. The dozens of fire dragons fell one by one like dumplings, hitting the woods on the island hard.
Not long after, they flew up again, glanced at the red halo that gathered again around the tower, and then left dejectedly.
Maka hurriedly stuck her head out to look under the tower, and immediately saw the small figures on the ground.
"Elves?" Maka was really surprised this time. "It's hard to imagine how grand the scene was when the ancient wizards conquered these elves... I remember it was mentioned in some ancient books that there were quite a lot of elves at that time!"
For those magical creatures who are blessed with intelligence, using their innate abilities is almost as simple as eating. It's no wonder that every war initiated by those intelligent magical creatures will cause great turmoil in the magic world.
"Not to mention the current state of the house elves, when the ancient wizards were able to completely conquer this creature, that kind of magical power was really desirable! Compared with today's more life-oriented magic spells, the difference is really huge …”
Maka looked at the cheering elves below, but a desire for powerful ancient magic arose in her heart.
He didn't do it for anything else, he just wanted to see with his own eyes what the mysteries of those ancient magics were - this was completely the mentality of a theoretical researcher.
It has to be said that after Maka obtained the Scroll of Truth, his desire to explore magic theories was rising rapidly. Although he was already very interested in magic, there was something slightly abnormal about this increasingly strong desire.
However, this abnormality was not obvious. Even with Maka's vigilance, she was not aware of it at all.
After those elves repelled the incoming fire dragon, they all apparated away with a crackling sound. Maka turned back and looked at the cup of black tea on the table. After thinking about it, she picked it up and took a sip.
The tea was warm and tasted quite good. Unfortunately, he didn't know much about black tea. He thought it was just for quenching his thirst and drank it all in a short time.
"Want to try it? It tastes good." Maka turned back and looked at Willie who was still standing by the window.
After resting for a while, Maka saw that the group of elves had no intention of coming back, so she decided to continue searching other rooms.
It's just that Muggle wizards always complain that most wizard buildings are unreasonable!
There are surprisingly many rooms on the third floor, and most of them are used as laboratories. Apart from a large number of bottles and cans, there was almost nothing useful inside. Even the potion bottles on the wall cabinet are mostly empty, just arranged neatly there.
Some rooms are surprisingly empty, as if magic such as the Traceless Stretch Spell has been cast inside, and there is nothing in the room, making it look strangely empty.
But on the entire third floor, there is one room that is particularly unique.
This place seemed to be just an ordinary small restaurant, but as soon as Maka entered, she immediately discovered something special about it—this was a room cast with a strange spell.
Although he and Willie could move around freely inside, nothing could be touched by them. If you stretch out your hand, it will only pass through the place where it should be solid, as if everything here is just an illusion. This forced Maka to think about what the meaning was.
"It seems like this is it," Maka thought to herself, "But, what secret is hidden here?"
He and Willy walked around here twice, but didn't gain anything. Even if he sees something valuable, if he can't touch it, what's the use
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Maka felt something was wrong.
The surrounding space... no, the surrounding items are changing! Whether it is the dining table, the chairs, the surrounding closet cabinets, or even the blank portraits hanging on the walls, they are gradually becoming distorted. The degree of distortion is not large, but everything has been slightly deformed.
Seeing this strange situation, Maka couldn't help but frowned. Just when he was about to take out his wand and test it, the surroundings changed again!
The movement this time is not small.
All around, with Maka and Willie at the center, a large number of text symbols suddenly appeared! They appeared out of thin air all over the space of this restaurant, emitting a faint golden fluorescence, constantly rotating slowly around them.
If you put aside the current situation, this scene looks extremely beautiful.
But what surprised Maka was that unlike the rule runes on the Scroll of Truth, he had basically seen all of those symbols.
Just before, in order to analyze the rules and runes on the Scroll of Truth, he had read through almost all kinds of ancient text books. Some are magic texts widely circulated in the magical world, and some are non-magic texts obtained through archeology in the Muggle world.
Now, he can even tell from the surrounding texts which ones are hieroglyphics from ancient Egypt and which ones are Sumerian cuneiform...
The ones closest to him were undoubtedly the 22 Phoenician characters floating in front of him.
They are a type of symbolic writing recorded in the Muggle world, and are said to be the origin of European letters. According to Muggle archaeologists, they were created by Phoenician traders in 1000 BC.
"What does this mean?" Maka looked around and ran out of ideas.
But even though he had no clue, he gradually understood that this might be another mystery left by Rowena. The Bronze Eagle said that he was here to get something, and the breakthrough was obviously right in front of him.
Time passed little by little, Maka changed from standing to sitting, and she also had a notebook and quill in her hand. He was writing and drawing on the paper as if he was fascinated. It was obvious that he had entered a state of research.
Willie on the other side looked very calm.
Although her attention was attracted by those wonderful symbols for a while, it didn't take long before her eyes moved to Maka. She sat quietly on the floor aside, watching Maka in a daze.
No one knows what she is thinking. Maybe she is not thinking about anything and is just sitting in a daze.
In this dream-like space, time seems to have no meaning. For a moment, it was eerily quiet here. Only the sound of Maka rustling and writing from time to time proved that there were still living people here.
The sky outside gradually darkened, and the afternoon passed quietly. In the gradually darkening room, only many symbols were left slowly drifting in the air, exuding a faint brilliance.
Soon, Maka stopped what he was doing. He took out a bottle of Condensing Sand and shook it. A burst of soft white light immediately erupted from the bottle, illuminating the entire room like daylight.
This is an improved version of the shimmering sand he used in the Whomping Willow Tunnel. Although it is still just a slightly prepared material, the brightness and durability are greatly increased. It's just that the added materials of this thing are a bit expensive, and a stingy person like Maca wouldn't want to use it too much. After all, the number of uses is limited.
He put the bottle containing the light sand aside, then turned around and took out some food from the suitcase, and handed it to Willy beside him.
"Here, are you hungry?" Maka smiled and said, "Sorry, I tend to lose track of time as soon as I start researching. If you are sleepy, I have a sleeping bag here."
Willie took the food and looked at it. They were some cakes bought in Italy and they looked quite exquisite. She wordlessly opened the package and began to eat.
Seeing that she didn't seem to want to speak, Maka had to take out the sleeping bag first and spread it flatly on the floor for her.
Willy finished the cake in her hand, shook her head slightly and rejected the second one offered by Maka, then moved her buttocks and sat on the sleeping bag, as if she was ready to continue in a daze.
"Aren't you going to do something else?" Maka asked, "You can continue to read the herbology notes I gave you."
Willy nodded slightly, but did not move.
"What's wrong?" Maka asked curiously.
"Mom said you need to rest after eating." Willie said calmly.
Maka glanced at her with a subtle expression, sighing secretly that she was worrying blindly.
He stuffed the cake in his hand into his mouth, then clapped his hands, and then returned his attention to his notebook.
As the research continued, he finally found a clue in the order of the large number of symbols around him. He discovered that the 22 Phoenician characters closest to him had various connections with other ancient characters surrounding them. But upon further scrutiny, the connection becomes specious.
"According to Muggle research, the Phoenician script evolved from hieroglyphics and cuneiform script. It is natural that there is a connection between them. But... "
"Could it be that these 22 Phoenician characters are not actually the original ones?" Maka frowned, and the gear called thinking was spinning rapidly in his mind, "Since this is Rowena's Scroll of Truth The puzzle left by the holder, that is to say..."
Maka paused, then patted her head as if she had a sudden realization, and picked up the quill again.
He compared the various characters in front of him and began to try to compare and restore the 22 Phoenician characters in front of him according to his own understanding.