Firenze, Ronan and the rest of the centaurs stood in front of the stone wall, trying to figure out the patterns that Allen couldn't understand. It was as if the most enchanting thing in the world was this stone wall in front of them, and nothing else could distract them.
Although Mathilda allowed Allen to walk freely in their land of inheritance, but Allen felt that it was better not to be too presumptuous. Mathilda saw Allen's uneasy expression, she thought for a while and said to Allen, "Allen, if you're willing, I can accompany you for a walk in the fort."
"That's exactly what I'm looking for, respected centaur king." Under the circumstances of not being rude, it was naturally best to have more knowledge.
They passed through the stone room and continued forward along the path paved with stone slabs. The sound of Mathilda's hooves could be heard far and wide in this spacious fortress. Allen observed the words and patterns on the wall along the way. He could tell that most of these patterns were describing stories about centaurs and stars. Relying on the superficial knowledge he learned from astronomy class, Allen could understand a small portion of the celestial orbits. But when the various celestial orbits were put together, Allen didn't know what it meant. As for those complicated patterns of words, Allen was even more clueless. These words were probably ancient magic words! Allen guessed in his heart.
Although Allen who possessed the Learning God System was very clueless at this moment, it didn't hinder him from deeply engraving these unknown words in his mind. The wider his knowledge, the more he knew, the more he felt that there were still many things he needed to learn!
"Allen, it's about time, we need to go back and prepare for the ceremony." Allen who was immersed in memorizing these patterns and words didn't notice when Mathilda left. Only now did he wake up from the majestic knowledge inheritance as if he had just awoken from a dream.
He walked out of the fort in a daze and returned to the forbidden forest. The moonlight like water sprinkled its silvery splendor onto the trees and branches. The night air was cool and refreshing, with a faint fragrance of flowers. This coolness calmed down Allen's mind, which was filled with all kinds of diagrams and words, and was about to explode. His tense nerves gradually relaxed and calmed down.
"What a fine day tonight!" Mathilda said in a relaxed tone.
Indeed, in this vast valley, there wasn't even a trace of wind. Only the centaurs were either resting or lying down. Under the cover of this brilliant starry sky, they looked up at the starry sky with contentment.
Allen subconsciously searched for Firenze, Ronan, and the other centaurs, but there were no traces of them.
The bright moon shone brightly in the sky. This secluded valley could be seen in detail. Only in the distance was the dense forest. The tranquil moonlight and the shadows of the trees intertwined, making it difficult to distinguish the scenery.
At this time, the secluded valley was very different from what Allen had seen in the daytime. The soft lawn in the middle had been completely replaced by flat land. On the surface of the ground, there were lines and patterns that Allen had seen in the fortress painted with silver stone powder. These patterns formed a circle, but the inner lines became more and more abstruse and complicated. These patterns painted with silver stone powder emitted a lustrous radiance under the moonlight. The center of the circle was a wooden platform built by the centaurs using enormous wood. It had a rough and simple beauty. On the wooden platform, there were three pieces of wood that were intertwined with various vines, piercing straight into the sky.
Mathilda leapt high up and stepped onto the wooden platform. She raised her hooves and knocked on the wooden platform three times. In an instant, a vigorous knocking sound came from the wooden platform. This sound seemed to be the centaurs' unique method of transmitting information.
Soon, a large group of centaurs appeared in the secluded valley, as if a magnificent army with thousands of men and horses were rushing over. They were all different colors and sizes, but without exception, their manes were sparkling under the moonlight. At this moment, they stood quietly in the secluded valley, their gazes staring at King Mathilda on the high platform.
"My clansmen, we have gathered together today for the sake of better exploring the secrets of the stars. Our friend Allen has generously gifted us the Moon Gem. Although the gem is currently being cursed, but I believe that after the baptism of the Ceremony of Charon, it will definitely regain its original appearance. "Mathilda's words were filled with confidence.
As soon as she finished speaking, the centaurs who were originally standing still immediately became restless. It seemed like they were all excited about the news of the Moon Gem. They were eager to give it a try, and could not wait to contribute their strength to the race.
"Quiet. Now, please quickly stand according to your corresponding constellation." The centaurs responded and quickly found their positions.
"Now, the Ceremony of Charon begins!" Mathilda raised her two front legs high up, and stomped heavily on the wooden platform, repeating this six times. Six loud knocking sounds sounded in the secluded valley, and the sound of hooves could be heard from afar. Firenze and the other centaurs leapt high over the shrubs, and ran with their heads held high to the front of the wooden platform. Their manes shone under the moonlight, and they were full of vigor.
"Long live Your Majesty, the Charon warriors have been assembled, and we will unconditionally follow Your Majesty's orders. We will not hesitate to go through water and tread on fire."
Allen looked at their serious expressions, and could not help but feel his blood boil. He was looking forward to the ceremony even more.
"Brave Charon warriors, the time has come for you to serve. The stars in the sky will become your support. Now, please go to your positions!" Mathilda said solemnly, her expression dignified.
Firenze and the rest immediately stood around the wooden platform, on the six spiral patterns drawn with silver stone powder. Allen noticed that the six selected Charon warriors all had different manes of different colors.
"Now, the Ceremony of Charon begins!" Mathilda's voice boomed like a bell, and the centaurs around her immediately responded, "Long live, long live, long live!" Then everything returned to silence.
Suddenly, Allen seemed to hear a low and mysterious music in the secluded valley. This was not an illusion, but a weak knocking sound, similar to the sound of a human tap dance. Allen shook his head hard, and listened carefully. The music was getting louder and louder, and this was a rough and dazzling melody.
Suddenly, Allen reacted, and looked at Firenze and the rest. At the beginning, they only lightly bent their knees, and knocked on the ground. Later on, the sound of the hooves became louder, and the speed of the hooves hitting the ground became faster and faster. Their forelimbs were also raised higher and higher … … These clattering sounds of the hooves became louder and louder, and gradually made people feel as if they were looking at a rainbow.
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