Chapter 533 Round Table and Lake

Why are there eleven altars inside this ‘World Tree’…

Sean thought for a moment and then closed his eyes.

The terrain he had walked along came into his mind and then formed a picture.

Sean slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The lake here is too large, and there is no personal feeling when walking, but after the picture is combined, it can be found that this light red lake is almost the same as the round table in the Thinking Hall, and even the eleven altars and eleven seats are in the same position.

In other words, this place can be regarded as an expanded version of the round table.

Looking down, this place is the last altar, which can accommodate a total of 1,100 sacrifices. If divided by seats, this is the position of Saint Eleven.

The numbers representing the seats in the Thinking Hall are not divided into different levels. Instead, Sean ranked the seats in order to deceive people - Saint One is the largest, and Saint Eleven is the smallest position.

After pondering for a moment, Sean walked towards the altar he had passed by before. It was the third from the bottom and could accommodate 800 sacrifices.

After searching around, nothing unusual happened, and the voice in his mind did not give any reminders. However, Sean has always been a man with many tricks.

He found that if the altar was enlarged many times and reached a limit, the shape it constructed would match the "Lake Round Table".

Without hesitation, Sean gently hooked his fingers, and the fox tail emerged from behind him - the fox magic began to show its power.

The phantom of a seat grew from small to large until it matched the upper limit that Sean had studied.

The light red lake suddenly flashed, and a ray of light drilled out from the bottom of the lake and connected to the seat constructed by the phantom.

"Is it successful on the first try..."

Sean did not show joy, on the contrary, the suspicion on his face flashed by.

He was acting according to his intuition, but at the moment, it seemed that his intuition directly pointed to the correct answer.

Then what happened next...

Sean slowly closed his eyes, and then, a shadow with the same image as him slowly stepped out of his forehead. Immediately, the shadow expanded and expanded at an astonishing speed, and instantly transformed into a giant ten thousand feet tall, standing between heaven and earth.

The giant's body was as majestic as a mountain, covering the sky and the sun, and his eyes were like two burning flames, flashing with blazing light, and every blink seemed to be able to ignite the whole world. The giant's skin seemed to be carved from the hardest rock, and every muscle contained endless power, which made people feel awe.

His breathing was deep and powerful, and every breath was accompanied by a thunderous roar, as if even the world was trembling. The giant's arms were as thick as pillars, and it seemed that the space between his fingers could be easily torn, and his legs were like two giant pillars, steadily supporting this huge body.

The giant slowly lowered his head, glanced at the equally huge seat next to him, and then sat down.

When the giant sat down, the light from the bottom of the lake burst out with a strong and ancient breath. The breath seemed to have been flowing since the first day of the world. It contained a huge energy that accelerated the heartbeat, and even the evil god fragments in Sean's body emitted a vibration similar to resonance.

Sean's eyes flashed, and he felt that something was... rotating? !

However, before Sean realized what it was, a strong sense of crisis surged in his heart. He suddenly turned his head to look at the lake. The calm lake surface that was originally like a mirror suddenly rolled and boiled.

Something extremely terrible was about to come out from it!

Sean felt something in his heart, and the chair constructed by the fox magic disappeared with the giant.

The light connected to the bottom of the lake retreated instantly, and the thing that was about to come out also stopped moving all of a sudden, leaving only the boiling lake surface to prove its existence just now.

The huge consumption of the fox magic and the strong pressure of the unknown creature just now made Sean take a deep breath, and after slowly exhaling again, his pounding heart calmed down.

"Damn it, I guessed that the number of altar offerings was the opposite of the number of round table seats in the Thinking Hall, so I tried it by intuition... Shit, what is hidden under this lake?"

He frowned deeply. The threat that hit his instinct just now was too terrifying. Sean didn't even doubt that if that thing got out of the lake, Bai Ye would probably give him a life here.

Moreover, that thing was not the ancient breath revealed before. Sean had a faint feeling in his heart-it might be the existence guarding the ancient breath, that is... a guard.

"So it seems that the ancient breath is just a part of something at the bottom of the lake... It just dissipated because it sensed that a saint had returned... But that was just a phantom I constructed..."

Sean thought and whispered to himself, with a little solemnity in his eyes.

According to the current situation, the Thinking Hall and the Creation Slate still hide more secrets that he doesn't know.

"Noah, did you sense the scene just now?" Sean asked.

Noah's voice was also solemn. "Yes, Saint Three, you seem to have returned to your place in reality just now - but there is no relevant information recorded in my database. According to my underlying data, the Mind Hall is a technological creation and should not be associated with the ancient gods."

Sean frowned slightly: "Ancient God? How do you know that the one who just exuded the breath is an ancient God?"

"This is a calculation from my database. Because of your generosity, my program is constantly evolving. Combining all the information I can use, my personal inclination is that there may be an ancient god sleeping at the bottom of the lake - oh, I have some inaccurate words, that should not be the bottom of the lake."

Noah whispered: "Saint Three, here, maybe it is connected to a deeper place."

"Deeper place..." Sean repeated in a low voice, with a little brilliance in his eyes, "This dead tree, His roots are rooted in the unimaginable underground?"

"It is very likely that there are secrets related to the Hall of Thought hidden there, and similarly, there are ancient gods sleeping there." Noah gave his final conclusion.

Sean nodded thoughtfully. Noah's analysis was indeed reasonable, but the key was how the tree got here and why there was a breath of fraud in it.

While thinking alone, Sean sat down as usual and kicked a nearby stone with his foot.

He exerted force as before, then raised his eyes slightly, looking for the familiar arc.

However, Sean did not see the trace of the stone flying.