What was the difference?
Law had no way to know.
The flute music turned into flowers and plants, replacing the previous barren stone surface.
In the center of the stone chair, the ancient human's hands were naturally placed on the table. In front of the palm, there was a book materialized by him.
The cover of the book was a vertical and horizontal grid, and in the middle of the grid, there was a series of strangely shaped symbols, arranged up and down without any pattern.
Law looked at the ancient human silently, and the ancient human looked at the book on the table that he materialized.
This strange silence lasted for about ten minutes.
If it weren't for the butterflies flying above the flowers, there would probably be an illusion of time standing still.
Luo may also be bored to death, silently counting the time.
When he counted to eleven minutes and six seconds, the ancient human finally reacted. He stretched out his right hand and slowly opened the book.
At the same time, a vision occurred.
The ancient human just turned the first page, and the flowers and trees transformed by the flute music suddenly turned into ink-like liquid and were absorbed into the opened page, including the butterflies.
Law's face changed slightly, he stepped forward and looked down at the page opened by the ancient human.
On the white page, there was not the expected image, but line after line of unknown symbols, crooked and looked quite awkward. Law's first impression was that it was a music score.
Although it lacked beauty, it did look like a music score.
This impression may also be because the ancient human had just played the flute music, which formed a certain degree of hint.
Law's eyes moved away from the page and looked at the ancient human beside him. He had an impulse to lift the hood, but he couldn't do it. At most, he could only think about it.
"First, he played some kind of song, materialized ordinary flowers and trees, and then put them into the page?"
"And this book is the embryonic form of the Restorer?"
Law saw clearly that this was a new book, and there was a great possibility that it was recently materialized by the ancient human.
The memory continued.
The ancient human slowly turned to the second page, which was blank.
Then, he turned his hand and produced a strange three-stringed instrument that looked like a bow and played it on the spot.
In silence, the wind and clouds suddenly changed color, and in a few seconds, a storm and thunder came.
Boom …!
Thunder and lightning as thick as a bucket flashed in front of Law's eyes.
Strong winds and torrential rain created dense curtains of rain.
Law could not hear and was not affected by the bad weather.
As for the ancient humans …
He was still sitting there calmly. The wind and rain couldn't get close to him. Even his clothes didn't flutter, let alone the books on the stone table.
A moment later, he wiped the page, and the raging storm turned into an ink-like liquid, just like the flowers and trees before, and drilled into the second page of the book. Then, it turned into a series of unintelligible symbols and music scores.
If you compare it with the first page of the score, although Law can't understand it, he can find the differences between the two.
The symbols on the first page were gentle between the strokes, but the symbols on the second page were like swords.
After that, the ancient humans took out many other musical instruments.
A musical instrument that looked like an abacus sprang up, creating a scene of ice and snow.
A thin piece of iron with twenty-one nail rings hanging on it, and a musical instrument with seven thin strings inside, materialized a mountain of corpses, a rain of blood, and broken blades.
The body of the stick was like a crutch, with diamond-shaped copper pieces hanging on it, materialized a group of wolves hunting lions.
A variety of musical instruments, taking care of a variety of scenes.
In the end, these sceneries turned into strange notes on the pages of the book.
Law memorized every page of the score in his mind and compared it with the score of the dark sonata. For the time being, he couldn't see any connection between them.
As a bystander, he watched the ancient humans create eighteen kinds of musical instruments that he had never seen before, and then play all kinds of scenes with unknown meanings one by one.
When the silent black and white memory ended, Luo Hui went to the white smoke font space.
To be honest, after experiencing this memory ball, Law was half dumbfounded.
He felt that the book was the prototype of the Restorer, but there was no definite evidence to prove his guess.
He knew nothing about the musical instruments created by ancient humans, and he didn't find any similarities with the dark sonata in many scores.
Even after seeing those strange musical instruments, he became more and more suspicious of the origin of the dark sonata.
After all, the dark sonata was played by modern instruments such as violins or pianos, and these instruments created by ancient humans had nothing to do with them.
As a result, it was really difficult for Law to associate the dark sonata with ancient humans.
Perhaps, as the rumors said, the dark sonata was created by the Great Demon King, and maybe it had nothing to do with ancient humans.
Under the premise of lacking important information, it was a pure waste of time to think about it.
Luo clicked on the third memory ball.
He didn't know how much time it would take to open these memory balls, but he had to open them one by one.
Compared to the black memory ball that needed to be experienced personally as a bystander, Law's preference was more inclined to the white memory ball that directly poured pictures and information into it.
Anyway, with that kind of half-stunned experience, Law made up his mind to solve all the white memory balls first, and then touch the black memory balls.
The third white memory ball was opened, and the light tore through the darkness, and then the picture and text switched.
In less than a minute, the information contained in the memory ball was directly poured into Law's head.
Law didn't stop, he opened the fourth one, the fifth one …
More and more information about ancient humans, Restorers, and even various strange existences were transmitted to Law's head.
The more he opened, the more surprised Law was.
He suddenly realized that most of the memories contained in many memory balls had nothing to do with the Restorers who controlled the life and death of the soul.
However, these memories from other Restorers were produced from the Restorers who controlled the life and death of the soul.
Could it be that the memories of the Restorers could be shared? Or did they have some kind of connection that ignored distance?
Law was puzzled and kept opening the memory balls.
It wasn't until he opened the thirtieth one that Law's head suddenly swelled with pain, and at the same time, he became alert and stopped opening the memory balls.
Enduring the pain in his head, Law withdrew from the white smoke font space.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Nick with a hesitant face.
"Law, are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
Law was stunned for a moment, only to find that he was sweating and nauseous.
He didn't know how long he hadn't experienced this feeling.
However, compared to pain tolerance training, this was nothing at all.
Enduring the nausea and pain, Law was busy sorting out the information he got from opening the memory balls.
"Doublethink …"
Luo Weiwei looked down and suddenly looked at Chirps who was being teased by Jin.
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