Chapter 680: Chapter 198 Refresh to Get New Content
“Gloria III?”
Upon seeing this line of text, Landon couldn’t help but exclaim in a low voice.
No matter how secluded from news one might be, as long as they lived within the realms ruled by humans, there would be no one who would not recognize the na of the Emperor of the Gloria Empire.
And at the sa ti as Landon exclaid, it seed the distortion and frenzy of the text on the paper were affected by Landon’s voice, as they suddenly shuddered and then ca to a stop.
‘Who are you? Is soone there?’
After a mont, a row of Imperial language characters, slightly less twisted, erged on the page, but the lines were still shaking unstably, as if struggling against so kind of interference.
“…!”
Swallowing instinctively, Landon’s throat moved, but he made no sound, and his feet even surreptitiously stepped backwards.
As a mber of the Resistance Army, the sudden suspected contact with the enemy’s highest leader, who could squash him with a re flick of a finger, made Landon feel quite guilty.
However, before Landon could react, the style of the text on the paper suddenly beca twisted and frantic once again.
‘Get out of my Spirit Space!’
Monts later, this line of characters disappeared on its own, replaced by a new row of black Imperial language text in a normal style.
‘You, you’re watching, right? No matter who you are, go find the dean of the Gloria Royal Research Institute, report my situation to him, and you will receive a reward far beyond your imagination!’
While the text on the page kept changing, Landon himself gradually cald down.
Seeing that the text on the page seed to be fading away again, he suddenly spoke up as if inspired.
“You, how can you prove that you are Gloria III?”
As soon as Landon spoke, the text on the page paused for a mont, and then a dark yellow word slowly erged.
‘…Proof?’
Before Landon could say anything further, a large volu of text suddenly appeared rapidly on the blank page.
These texts, mingled with both chaotic and normal styles, suggested that the writer’s own spiritual state was very unstable. But the content made Landon’s heart leap.
It was none other than so Royal secrets, including the locations of so secret bases and vaults the Royal Family had left around and their activation Spells!
Although almost all the secret vaults needed to be unlocked with a Special Secret Key and the Royal Bloodline, just knowing these locations was already invaluable, as the protections of the treasuries could eventually be forcefully breached.
“All right, I believe you, but Your Majesty, why have you beco like this?”
After recording this precious information, Landon nodded, thought for a mont, and then cautiously asked again.
‘?!’
Hearing Landon’s seemingly normal question, the text on the page abruptly stopped, and all previous content vanished, before the style of the text beca frantic and disordered once more.
‘You despicable lot! I cannot accept this! I cannot accept this!!!’
However, as these twisted inscriptions appeared, a thick deep yellow mist suddenly spread out gradually over the page, eventually fraying the black ink of the characters until they were barely recognizable.
As ti passed a little longer, all traces on the page began to fade, whether it was the distorted inscriptions or the strange deep yellow mist, ultimately disappearing without a trace, restoring the page to its original blank state.
Throughout this process, Landon felt his spiritual power being continuously consud. From the ergence of ‘Who am I’ until the page was completely restored to blankness, approximately one-third of his spiritual power had been depleted.
Watching the changes in this book, Landon hesitated for a mont, preparing to stop there.
Yet what horrified him, as he was about to close the book in his hands, was a line of familiar dark yellow text suddenly erging from the top of the page.
‘Who am I?’
Staring blankly at this line of text, a vague guess suddenly erged in Landon’s mind.
The next mont, just as he hypothesized, a line of text made up of nurous sharp zigzags, as if struggling to break free from the page, began to twist and shake maniacally!
‘I! Gloria III!!!’
“How can you prove that you’re Gloria III?”
This ti, without waiting for subsequent changes to occur, Landon boldly asked directly.
‘I…?’
Just as Lan had guessed, the text on the page experienced a mont of stuttering before once again revealing nurous Royal Secret Techniques, as well as the locations of more special resources held by the Royal Family.
And most importantly, the information that appeared twice did not overlap. That is to say, the entity in the book suspected to be ‘Gloria III’ still had much potential value to be unearthed.
“Landon, lad, ask him if he knows of any secret treasury or half-plane that can be opened rely with a passphrase, without the need for bloodline or a secret key.”
In Landon’s Spirit Space, Dark Crow provided a hint.
However, following Dark Crow’s instructions and asking did not lead to further answers on the page, only a ssage appeared hoping Landon would help seek assistance from the Royal Research Institute and the Royal Family.
After thinking for a while, Landon again asked ‘Your Majesty, why have you beco like this’.
Thus, following a series of changes, after he felt his spiritual power had been drained by a large portion, the page rebooted, and the familiar ‘Who am I’ and ‘I, Gloria III’ reappeared.
This ti, Landon asked precisely: “I won’t believe it unless you tell about the secret treasury or half-plane that can be opened with just a passphrase, without the need for bloodline or secret key – sothing only Gloria III would know.”
Consequently, after a brief pause, the page directly revealed the content Landon demanded.
But this ti, the drain on spiritual power suddenly spiked dramatically! Without waiting for the content to appear in full, Landon imdiately felt darkness before his eyes, as if his brain had been hamred, leaving him dizzy and groggy.
After swaying his body, Landon passed out.
At the sa ti, all the content on the page disappeared, and the mysterious aura of the book also concealed itself, as if it were just an ordinary dark yellow to.
.….….
In a corner of the room, having observed the process of Landon’s repeated testing of the book, Anvis remained silent throughout.
Only when the existence of ‘Gloria III’ erged on the page did he add a silent ntal note, ‘I, Gloria the Great Emperor, donate money.’
And as for the information on Royal Secret Techniques and treasury locations displayed on the page, Anvis also took a record for himself; after all, Landon did not express dissatisfaction with his behavior, showing a willingness to share intelligence with him.
After seeing Landon succumb to exhaustion and fall asleep, Anvis silently gazed at the “Yellow Robe Book” for a mont, hesitating in his heart, but ultimately made no move.
Even though it seed to have fallen silent, the book still gave him a subtle sense of impending crisis, as if tampering with it would trigger a massive danger.
Thinking of the seemingly insane ‘Gloria III’ on the page, and recalling the eerie yellow-robed apparition, Anvis quashed the idea of questioning now and gradually disappeared from the room.
There was no need to risk exposing his presence when he had already plucked the threads of fate connected to this book during the summit of the tri-nation leaders.
And according to the developnt of fate, this book should ‘normally’ leave Landon for a while and fall into the hands of Prince Otto of Black Feather Kingdom.
That would be the most opportune mont for him to engage with the book.
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