《Elite Mages’ Academy》Elite Mages' Academy
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Chapter 422: Traces of Poseidon
The three-eyed person represented Atlantis’s natives. As for who the winged person represented, Silverlight had never mentioned angels or demons in Atlantis.
Of course, what Xiao Lin was the most interested in was the passage. No matter how he looked at it, it was like the passage between Planet Norma and Earth, the dots would then represent the Timesand within the wormhole.
Silverlight had long since said that Atlantis had records of the passage to Planet Norma, but for it to have been on the wall just like that meant things were not so simple.
Was the civilization of Atlantis closely related to Planet Norma, or were their interactions shallow?
It was all already impossible to know. Silverlight was the only one alive from Atlantis, and she did not know much about it either. However, Silverlight was not interested in that at all, and under her instructions Xiao Lin and Gu Xiaoyue once again moved forward.
At the end of the corridor was the main hall, one that was quite small. It was basically a sealed off room, yet it was very majestic despite the size. The four walls were all made of gold, and the floors were made of a special blue metal.
It was completely different from the temple Xiao Lin had in mind. He had envisioned a temple with statues or sculptures in the middle, where they could give offerings or light incense.
There was still a statue in the middle of the temple, but the statue was strange. It was not a person nor a god, nor was it some animal or some totem; it was just a ball.
Gu Xiaoyue and Xiao Lin exchanged a puzzled glance before rubbing their eyes, making sure they were not hallucinating. There was not much else in the hall, but in the center was a pedestal that had a colorful, glowing, two-meter large ball of light that was slowly rotating.
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Xiao Lin cast a confused gaze at Silverlight, but he could see the questioning look in Silverlight’s eyes. Before he could ask, Silverlight said, “This is wrong!”
“What’s wrong?”
“How is this here! The main hall shouldn’t look like this!” Silverlight looked around, but the entirety of the hall could be seen easily.
Xiao Lin felt that it was strange as well. As the center of the temple, it was too empty, and too clean. There was nothing at all, which was definitely not normal.
“Don’t forget why we’re here; where is Poseidon’s seal?” Gu Xiaoyue reminded them that they were not there to reminisce about history.
“Silverlight, you said you could feel Poseidon’s energy; what about now? Where is the energy?” Xiao Lin temporarily put his curiosity away. Sealing Poseidon was more important.
Silverlight looked around, but her gaze still fell on the colorful ball in the middle. Xiao Lin immediately understood. Just as he thought, if anything could seal Poseidon here, it would be the strange orb.
They carefully walked closer and noticed that the orb was not entirely solid. There were numerous smaller balls floating inside it, all seemingly held together by a formless energy, slowly rotating.
Xiao Lin shut his eyes, calming himself and quickly entering his meditative universe. He felt an extremely strong energy that was very close. The energy felt like the raging sea. His meditative realm was still not strong enough, and had been filled by the energy in a moment. He felt like he had been drowned by the sea in his meditative state.
Xiao Lin immediately opened his eyes, his breathing extremely erratic.
Silverlight looked at him and guessed what Xiao Lin did, saying, “You’re too naive.”
Xiao Lin smiled bitterly. “I just wanted to know how powerful this god from the legends is. He really does live up to his name, and he’s been sealed? I believe you now; if this guy really is released, even if the world isn’t destroyed by him, his power would disrupt all the laws.”
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“The solar system.” Gu Xiaoyue’s attention had been captured by the orbs in front of her, and she suddenly said those words.
“What?” Xiao Lin paused before turning around to look, and his expression turned strange as well.
Inspecting the orbs closely, they did not move erratically, but were instead rotating around a center point while rotating themselves as well. The center was a fiery red diamond.
If that symbolized the sun, and they made their guesses from that, Xiao Lin quickly figured out another surprising coincidence. There were eight orbs revolving around the diamond in the center, all with different colors, which coincidentally represented the eight planets in the solar system. The deep blue one was obviously Mercury, and the light blue one Earth, the yellow one was Saturn. The furthest orbs had icy, half-transparent looks, which as far as Xiao Lin knew, represented Uranus and Neptune, which were covered in ice.
Eight planets, which meant Pluto was excluded. Only recently did modern scientists decide that Pluto did not fulfil the requirements to be a full-fledged planet, yet Atlantis had long since created such a life-like solar system. No matter how much he understood of the ancient civilization, Xiao Lin could only sigh in regret. He was not an astronomer, but he believed that if a real astronomer was here to make some calculations, even the speed of the rotations would be accurate.
“How impressive!” Xiao Lin praised.
The question came after the praise.
Surely the Atlanteans did not place the solar system replica inside for worship? He knew from Silverlight’s expression that it was impossible. It was obvious that this was only put here after Silverlight had left Earth. The most important thing was, how was it that they could feel Poseidon’s immense energy coming out from those orbs?
“Is this solar system meant to seal Poseidon?” Xiao Lin’s eyes widened, almost having the urge to reach his hand into the ball.
The one most familiar with Poseidon was Silverlight. However much Xiao Lin and Gu Xiaoyue speculated, they still turned to Silverlight. The woman was no longer as apathetic as usual; her eyebrows furrowed as she closed her eyes, constantly muttering, “How is this possible?”
Only after a long time did Silverlight take a deep breath, her third eye once again open.
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